refuse to be a teacher

When Xue Lan Yinfang floated out from the corridor, his face was still steaming involuntarily.

Yun Zhehuan saw the abnormality at a glance, hurried up to meet him, clasped his arm and asked anxiously: "How is it? You look like you were beaten by your master, right?"

Leaning on the side of the pillow, he said strangely: "[-]% yes."

Xue Lan glanced at him coldly and said, "It's not just a beating? He just doesn't want me."

Yun Zhehuan slapped the pillars and said indignantly: "It's been said that Yan Jue is not a good master, you just want to follow him like a fool!"

Xue Lan let out a sigh of relief, and responded to her with great difficulty: "Anyway... I'm not a good apprentice, no wonder he doesn't want me."

Lifting his chin from the pillow, he glanced at the quiet and silent corridor, and couldn't help but wonder: "The room is silent, brother Lan Yin, what did you do to Mr. Yan?"

Xue Lan closed the wrinkled skirt on her chest, and said casually: "I tapped Master's acupoints and put him on the bed. I guess he won't be able to get up for a while."

Yun Zhehuan: "..."

From the pillow: "..."

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Take out the Zhuming needle!"

Cong Zhenyou said in amazement: "Brother Lanyin, you... you just left with us, Mr. Liuyan is here alone, do you really plan to have this master?"

Xue Lan's heart tightened because of what he said, so she walked forward a few steps, scratched her head, Fang answered him distressedly and helplessly: "How can he? He can do without me, but I can't do without him... …Only by finding the trace of the Jielong Seal earlier, I will have the opportunity to come back and plead guilty to him!"

After Yun Zhehuan heard this, Youyou frowned and said, "What's the crime? You haven't done anything wrong, but you're always apologizing to your master. Is it interesting?"

Xue Lanyin shook her head and said: "If I don't apologize to him this time, I really won't have this master... Hey, in short, don't talk about these after-the-fact troubles, take things out from brother, and be serious!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his arm, grasping the internal energy of the whole body and condensing it towards one place.Seeing the situation from the pillow, he no longer procrastinated, turned his head and took out the bronze square box that he carried with him, opened the cover to take the needle, exerted his strength, and all the movements were almost done in one go.

This time there was no help from Yan Jue, and the cultivation of the three of them was extremely shallow, so the stalemate for a long time was futile. When the sleepy Zhuming Needle finally showed a sign of loosening, it moved slowly and abruptly. Lack of exhaustion seems to be pressing a boulder invisibly.

——This time, it took less than half an hour to fully wake up the Zhuming Needle.

The three of them gathered their internal energy and released it towards the top of the artifact. They were clearly trying to use energy to absorb all the energy coming from around them, but they seemed to be sinking into the sea, and the final reaction was always weak and unsatisfactory.

Fortunately, this Mingzhu needle is not a dead thing, and it will continue to struggle in the long sleep after being subjected to force, so after a while, it starts to spin with great difficulty, shakes from side to side for a while, and finally stops staggeringly in a crowd like torches. Under his gaze, he completely fixed his position.

Backing away from the pillow, staring intently at the delicate and winding lines on the Zhuming needle, after a long time, he pointed out in a deep voice: "Zheng... south? It's still Zhengnan? That is to say, Yuan Jingzhan has not left Gu Li town……"

"What do you mean?" Yun Zhehuan asked in surprise and doubt, "Didn't this thief escape long ago, why is he still wandering around in Guli Town?"

Xue Lan said: "...Could it be that there is something wrong with your chasing needles?"

From the pillow, he gently stroked the side of Zhuming Needle and said: "The judgment of Zhuming Needle is not wrong. Since it points to the south, it means that Yuan Jingzhan and Ren Suiqian must still be active in the south. Whether it is in Guli Town or not, we still need to go and find out in person." After speaking, he paused for a while, then turned to Xue Lanyin and said, "Brother Lanyin, how are you? Get ready to leave Is it here?"

Xue Lan was stunned for a moment, and then she bent her lips and smiled: "What do you ask me for? If you say you want to leave, then we will just leave. What else can we hesitate to procrastinate?"

Raising his jaw from the pillow, he glanced at the closed door not far away and said, "Is he really leaving like this?"

Xue Lan crossed the corridor while supporting the railing, then took the rein of the horse unhurriedly and said, "Brother Cong, why are you so worried? It's not like I won't be back—as for Master, let him rest alone In the past few days, it may not have been a bad thing."

Turning his eyes from the pillow, he saw that the young man had already leapt onto the horseback, his increasingly sharp and domineering side face fell into a large piece of cold light and shadow, as cold and sharp as a knife, but also contained a thousand twists and turns. soft.

It was as if everyone in the world owed him a favor.

Laughed from the pillow, then jumped sideways from the periphery of the corridor, landed beside Xue Lanyin, and teased lightly: "Take a rest for a few days? I think Mr. Yan may have already planned it in his heart." How to break your leg."

Xue Lan closed her eyes and didn't respond to him anymore, but shook her head a little disappointed, wondering if she took Cong Zhen's words to heart.

Therefore, riding horses and flying cars all the way, traveling in a hurry, and arriving outside Guli Town after half a day, it was already daytime after the cycle of day and night.The three of them walked in a real hurry, they hadn't rested for several days, and they spent most of their internal energy on waking up the chasing needle, before stepping into the small town half a step away, they found a small noodle stall and sat down quietly. He casually tied the horse aside to drink water and chew grass, and then fell down on the table like a rest, and it was difficult to get up and toss around.

According to legend, the area to the south of Guli Town is exactly the Lingtai Mountains, which once touched the water and the sky in the pen and ink of the predecessors, almost towering into the clouds.Among them, the well-known Lingtai One-Sword Sect in Jianghu undoubtedly came from this.

——And what about the Guli town where the three of them are currently located?

To put it bluntly, it is only a small part of the range touched by the Lingtai One Sword Sect.On weekdays, except for the occasional student from the school going down the mountain to study and practice, it is not much different from an ordinary town where people come and go.

Those who went to the market, those who shouted, those who peddled, those who begged, those who told fortunes... they got what they wanted, and they didn't even have to run away if they were arguing and fighting each other across the street.

It is such a bright street that is completely shrouded in the scorching sun, which is so different from the wet and cold rain barrier the day before yesterday.

"I haven't been here for more than ten years, but at first glance, it still looks like this." Yun Zhehuan said, "Although I don't remember most of the things, I have a somewhat vague impression of the streets and alleys here. "

Looking at the dazzling daylight from a distance, Xu Shi listened to all her words, but never responded at all, but Xue Lan poked his head out with interest and asked in a low voice. Said: "Miss Yun has such a good memory? I have forgotten all my memories before I was four years old. Don't talk about racking my brains now, even if I revisit the old places, I can't remember where I have been. "

Yun Zhehuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Naturally, beautiful things should be kept in our hearts for a lifetime. If you say you have forgotten all of them, it means that you lived a very painful life before the age of four."

Xue Lan drank the herbal tea in the cup with her head up, and put the porcelain cup back on the table with her backhand, and said with a half-smile: "Just make it up, what kind of messy reason is this? If people are in pain, shouldn't they be remembered for a lifetime?" Is it?"

Yun Zhehuan moved his lips, as if he wanted to refute something, but at this time the noodle stall guy brought up the food table, and each of them put a bowl of steaming five-spice noodles in his hand, while showing a signature smile, While talking nonchalantly among the three of them, he said: "Of course this town won't change much. It's been the same for 30 or [-] years, but people have changed from batch to batch, with new faces and old faces. I can't tell the faces apart."

Thinking about it silently from the pillow, he turned his head to look at the waiter at the stall and said, "So, you know this town quite well?"

The clerk smiled, put the rag on his shoulders, shook his head and said, "I can't talk about the basics, but I can barely get a general idea of ​​those sensational events. If you are willing to inquire about some superficial facts, you may as well ask me directly. Bring it up."

As soon as Xue Lan heard it, she immediately got excited, and even forgot to eat the noodles on hand, she just looked at the guy and said: "It sounds like the truth, aren't you just bragging?"

The guy said: "There's nothing to brag about, it's just a real person and a real story - you know everything, and you can talk endlessly!"

Xue Lan raised one arm casually, and said lazily: "Then tell me, what 'big sensational events' do you know?"

As soon as the guy saw someone cheering, he immediately opened his mouth halfway, holding the food table in one hand and the rag on his shoulder in the other, and said to the three of them excitedly: "Ten or twenty years ago, it was about this time, Wen Pianhong, the left guardian of Zhufengmen in the Northwest, committed a heinous crime due to a personal mistake. He was chased and killed by the sect all the way and fled here. In the end, he died miserably, with no bones left... It is said that the scene was called a cold! There was blood all over the ground, No part of the body is complete..."

"Hey, stop, stop!" In the middle of the conversation, Yun Zhehuan forcibly interrupted by patting the table, "It's eating, can you stop talking about such disgusting things?"

Hearing this, the man hurriedly laughed and said, "Yes, I'll replace you with a non-disgusting one!" After finishing speaking, he cleared his throat, and continued to babble in a serious manner: "Speaking of... You are all familiar with the Lingtai One Sword Sect outside the town, right?"

Xue Lan's eyes lit up, and she became interested: "What's the matter with the Lingtai One Sword School?"

The buddy said: "About several years after Wen Pianhong's death, another demon surnamed Yan who deviated from the scriptures and betrayed his master came. I don't know what crime he committed. Renmo Fuqiu teamed up to break into the bottom of Xixin Valley—it's just under Lingtai Mountain, but it should be destroyed by now..."

——Xinxin Valley.

Xue Lan was stunned and only vaguely remembered that Shen Miaozhou had mentioned this place name to him.However, most of the impressions related to it are just an unintentional mention by others.

For a while, he was fascinated by the memories, but Yun Zhehuan who was beside him suddenly broke the silence, leaned up and asked with great interest: "The devil with the surname Yan you mentioned, but Yan Jue?"