Chapter 134 Time flies

"Boss, come and pour me a cup of tea!" An old man with a white beard shouted loudly.

"Oh, it's coming!" In his thirties, the short-looking boss, who looked very simple, put a veil on his shoulder and a huge teapot in his hand, hurriedly answered.

This is the only teahouse in a small town next to Hanshui.

The teahouse is not big, and the house is also very old, but it does not look dilapidated at all. The walls and red pillars are newly painted with red paint. Four small columns stand on the hall, supporting the roof, and each pillar has a pair of couplets.

The former Zuoshu said, "Go to the east of the Yangtze River, and come to the west!"

The front right book said: "The guests were drunk first, but the people by the river did not return."

Turn around and walk back. There are still two pillars. The left pillar says: "Plum blossoms are happy and snowy, and Yuyu clarifies thousands of miles." But on the pillar on the right, there is also: "The world is like chess, and a game of competition will come; tenderness is like water, and when will it flow through the spring of the Six Dynasties!"

These couplets are all written by dragons and phoenix dances. They are not engraved on the plaque, but directly on the pillars, which surprises the past merchants. Every time they linger here and taste the deep meaning of the sentence, even if you want to eat three more cups of tea.

"Boss, when did you change your appearance in this store?" A regular customer who had not come for a long time shouted.

"Ha ha, three months ago, it was still in the cold winter. I was about to close. There was a guest outside the door. It was a young man. Yo, it looked like a jade tree in the wind, but it was a pity that it was a little depressed. One eye seemed to be disabled, wearing a gray blindfold, followed by one beside him. The little white dog looks very funny. While being busy, the shopkeeper answered, "I don't think the young man looks like a rich man, but like a person who goes out looking for a place to stay, so he felt sorry for the cold outside. He was alone and let him in and arranged to sleep on the floor in this hall..."

"What happened later?" Someone asked again.

"Later, I asked him if he wanted to eat and drink. He said okay, but guess what?" The store owner said with a mysterious look on his face.

"What's the matter?" Sure enough, he aroused everyone's appetite, and the tea guests asked one after another.

"Later, after eating and drinking, he wiped his mouth and said sorry that I had no money." The shopkeeper sighed, "You all know that I'm a small business and I don't owe anything on credit, but I said, "If you don't have it, I didn't let you in to earn your money. I'm not an inn here, right?"

"Ha ha, I know that Boss Wang is bold and generous, with the thoughts of the sons and daughters of the world!" Some of the tea guests gave a thumbs up and praised.

This man's praise really satisfied the vanity of Boss Wang. His face turned red and he smiled and said, "But this little guest is not sorry for me. He asked me for the four treasures of the study, so he flew up and wrote these few poems with a brush on the four pillars. I don't recognize the words, but I think it's beautiful. What do you think? ?"

"Yo, it's still a fairy!" The diners were shocked.

"I said Lao Wang, you are not fooling us, right? You spent a lot of money on these poems, didn't you?" Someone asked loudly with an unbelief attitude.

"That can't be, Lao Wang won't do such a thing!" The shop owner waved his hand and said seriously, "In this riverside town, who doesn't know what Lao Wang is!"

"But this word is really good..." Everyone smiled and stopped talking loudly, but discussed these pairs in a low voice.

Jiangbian Town is a small town with hundreds of households by the Hanshui River. Because of a wharf, it has been a key place for trade for thousands of years. Most of the residents in the town make a living by doing business. Although the town is small, it is very lively.

"I said, these years have been sad!" An old man sighed.

"Yes, I heard that the right path has fallen in the world of cultivation!" A slightly younger man also whispered, "Do you know the Wanjian Villa?"

"I know, how can I not know such a famous place?" People nearby nodded one after another, and even people separated by several seats turned sideways to listen carefully.

As soon as the slightly younger man saw that he had become the focus of this teahouse, he couldn't help but be proud: "I have a relative who lives in Woniu Town. As you know, it's not far from Wanjian Villa."

"Well, Wo Niu Town? In my early years, when I was fur, I passed by..." The old man with white beard nodded while tasting tea and said, "The mountains and rivers there are beautiful, which is known as Luoshui Jiangnan."

"Gao, Mr. Bai is a person who travels north and south!" The younger man immediately gave a thumbs up and praised, "It is this lying cow town. It is said that five years ago, there were a lot of pickles. First, many big daughters were taken away by ** thieves, and later it is said that the immortals of Wanjian Villa went down the mountain to get rid of the ** demon..."

"Oh, and this..." Everyone sighed one after another, "In this world, without such a hero on Wanjian Villa, I don't know what our ordinary people's life will be like..."

"Oh, don't mention it, feng shui takes turns. Now Wanjian Villa is not as elegant as it used to be. Not to mention the owner for no reason, even the disciples of the family are scattered and exile everywhere." The younger said.

"What the hell is going on?" Everyone was stunned and asked one after another.

"How can we ordinary people know these things? In short, it seems that many people have died, many people..." The man shook his head and sighed, "And I heard that there seems to be a demon now, and I don't know what the origin is. Unexpectedly, the heads of several sects have been captured. Those in Xumi Mountain are us. Those goddesses and immortals in the Hundred Flowers Valley next to them are no exception..."

In March, the south of the Yangtze River is full of spring. Unlike the north, it is full of green colors, and the flowers and trees are full of vitality. A man and a woman walked side by side on the embankment. One of them was wearing a dark robe, one was wearing a long white dress, one was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and the other was holding a sword in his hand, but they all looked serious and seemed to have a big heart.

"Sister Cen, we found Jiangnan from Jiangbei and recovered the Great Chen Dynasty from the White Face Kingdom. Five years have passed, and they are nowhere to be found. Sometimes, I am really haggard." It was the young man who said this. He had an oval face, handsome facial features, a properly pointed chin, and a faint blue stubble stood on his chin, adding a few different looks to his already handsome face.

"Brother Shizhen, what else can I do? Nowadays, whether it is Xumi Mountain or Baihua Valley, it can only rely on you and me. We must find Master Wutong, my master and the two senior sisters..." Cen Ruoqiu is now in her 20s. Compared with the appearance of the little girl five years ago, she has become a little more mature, but her skin is still as white as snow and as tender as a baby. She has become more beautiful, but one thing has not changed, that is her white dress.

"That's what he said..." Shi Zhen said with a wry smile. He has practiced for many years and gritted his teeth for decades and hundreds of years of hard work, but in just five years, it was like 500 years for him. In the battle of Dada Mountain, the people of Baihua Valley and Xumi Mountain fought against Luo Xingyun and the unknown monster. Originally, everyone thought that the monster was with Luo Xingyun, but later found that it was not. It should be said that the monster was self-contained and not demonic, but he looked much more hateful than Luo Xingyun.

"If my master hadn't insisted on fighting with the demon religion, maybe we wouldn't have fallen here today." Every time I think of this, Cen Ruoqiu is sad. On that day, on Dada Mountain, Bai Yuxuan locked Luo Xingyun and refused to follow Cen Ruoqiu's advice to join hands to deal with the man in the black fog. The final result was that Wutong, Bai Yucicada and others were captured by a young man in gorgeous clothes, and the young man seemed to be with the man in the black fog. A group.

"Senior Bai may be too obsessed with the division of the right path and the devil. In fact, sometimes, the people and things under the world can't be distinguished from the two paths of the right and the devil." Shi Zhen sighed and said, "It's just that Jiang Hanye didn't know where he was going, but later he heard that he completely fell into the devil's road, and now he has the title of a one-eye prince, killing people without blinking..."

"Brother Shizhen, stop talking." It seems that when it comes to Jiang Hanye, Cen Ruoqiu feels sad in his heart, "His life has nothing to do with us..."

"After tonight, you and I will be the enemy!" What Jiang Hanye said to her in the inn that night still echoes in Cen Ruoqiu's ears. She wanted to forget Jiang Hanye, but that figure seemed to be branded in her heart by a fiery iron. If she wanted to forcibly remove him, it could only make her heartache. Therefore, in the past five years, there have been rumors, especially that after Luo Xingyun Jiang Hanye and others detained the leaders of the three major factions of Zhengdao with others, she completely She blocked her heart, she couldn't get out, and others couldn't get in.

In the north and south of the Yangtze River, there is a scene of spring returning to the earth and the revival of everything. Kunlun Mountain alone seems to be always snowy and snowy. The cold wind here is continuous all year round, and even birds rarely see a few birds.

In the Blood Demon Palace, in the Ice Palace.

"Xiaoyu, I've been looking for that method, the way that can make you come back to life..." Jiang Hanye stood in front of the ice coffin, followed by Xiao Bai. He muttered a lot of words to Xiaoyu, but every word seemed to be like he was talking to himself.

"Let me tell you, I got a river map from a monster called Longma. Over the years, I have learned many sets of heart boxing from the river map, and each set is very powerful..." Jiang Hanye refreshed and tried his best to say to Xiaoyu in a gentle tone, as if he were chatting.

"I used to think that you were very powerful, because you were always smarter and better than me, but now I have reached the spiritual silence period, but you are still staying on the second floor..." Jiang Hanye deliberately said in a provocative tone, "You see, if you don't get up again, you will never catch up with me."

Xiaoyu in the ice coffin didn't talk. She will always look like that. In the past five years, she has not grown up, has not changed, and her clothes have long been fragile and hard because of the cold ice palace. Every time Jiang Hanye, she dares not touch it, for fear that if she touches it, those clothes will break.

"Master, it's almost time. Let's go!" Jin Danzi's voice came from outside, "Linger is waiting for us!"

Jiang Hanye turned his head and looked outside. His eyes were cold. It seemed that as long as he left Xiaoyu's coffin, his whole body was cold. On the contrary, when he came to these cold ice palaces, he seemed to find the feeling of boiling blood.

Now that entering and leaving the Ice Palace, Jiang Hanye no longer needs to rely on Luo Xingyun, because Luo Xingyun has taught Jiang Hanye the method of the Ice Palace.

Speaking of the head of the Blood Demon God Sect, who is also Jiang Hanye's biological father, he has been in a mysterious state since he returned safely from Zida Mountain. After Jiang Hanye killed Ji Shangxuan and returned to the Blood Demon God Sect, Luo Xingyun entrusted most of the affairs of the teaching to Jiang Hanye, and instructed the pink lady and non-e elders to assist him. He and the magic doctor plunged into the blood palace with one head, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Jiang Hanye is not interested in Luo Xingyun at all. Now he seems to be interested in nothing. It seems that the only thing that can mention his interest is how to bring Xiaoyu back to life. Except for the pink lady, everyone said that this was a very crazy thing. Unless Jiang Hanye could open the door to the underworld, he could not save Xiaoyu.

"Even if I open the door of the underworld, I will save Xiaoyu." Jiang Hanye swore countless times secretly.

Leaving the ice palace, Jin Danzi's gray-brown strange face appeared in front of Jiang Hanye. He held his head stick, his sleeves, and sucked his nose and said to Jiang Hanye, "Master, where are we going this time?"

"Go to the Western Regions!" Jiang Hanye said coldly.

To the south of Kunlun Mountain, there is a vast plateau, which has always been called the Western Region by the Central Plains. The people there are different from the Central Plains, and their living habits and languages are also different. They advocate nature and like to eat beef and mutton. There are also monks who are famous in the world of cultivation, who are also good and evil. It is said to be proficient in all kinds of strange things. Door magic.

"Western Regions?" Jin Danzi was stunned, "What are you going to do in the Western Regions?"

In fact, Jin Danzi has long known that the only motivation to support Jiang Hanye's survival is to look for famous medical drugs, or strange spells to heal the actually dead 'Madam'. He also knows that every time Jiang Hanye goes to a place for such a purpose, no matter It's to destroy the small sect, or capture the fierce beast of spirit beasts... But every time Jin Danzi has to ask a lot of questions before leaving, scolding for nothing.

"What is your head used for?" Jiang Hanye looked at Jin Danzi coldly and stopped talking. He only took Xiaobai to his residence.

A 14- or 15-year-old girl was sitting in Jiang Hanye's room at this time and mending his clothes. Although Jiang Hanye is actually the position of the leader, life is extremely simple. He always wears a dress again and again. Somehow, he always doesn't want to touch that fox skin robe. It seems that as soon as he touches the robe, something that makes him sad will rise in his heart.