Chapter 363 People go to a sad place

Is it that he hasn't come recently, and this old man has already let go of this business? But for more than ten years, he still knows whether the old man will open the file on time when he is away.

Looking at the sky, the sun has just set in the west, and the windless and rainless weather gave him another bad feeling.

"Huh? Isn't this the Yun Taoist priest? Don't you need to practice today?" The gatekeeper who closed the gate saw Feichen pestle in the market from afar and recognized him at a glance. After all, wearing a black Taoist robe is too conspicuous.

"It turned out to be the head of the rope. It's all right." Seeing that it was the ghost who came here to hand over the access control, Feichen smiled on his face.

"Is Taoist priest Yun here to find Mr. Zhang?" When the ghost saw Feichen standing in the original position of the book file, he ran over, but when he saw that the other party's expression was wrong, he quickly asked, thinking that he still remembered the bottle of good medicine given by Feichen.

"Yes, does Brother Suo know where this old man has gone? I was about to find him to buy some books to read, but I didn't know where the man had gone when I first came. Fei Chen said, although you can go directly to Lao Dao's home now, it's easier to ask than to walk.

"I was still here on the last episode, but I didn't see him come today. I'm also surprised." Suo Ming said, turned his head and asked several other messengers, "Mr. Zhang in the west of the city, who saw it?"

"Are you still there on the last episode?" Is it because he was hiding at home to paint a villain? Feichen couldn't help but feel relieved. The original depression made him feel much more comfortable, but the following answer made him feel like he had been splashed with cold water.

"Zhang Laoer, who sells small paintings? Ask Xiaodong. This boy's mother-in-law's house sells wine. Mr. Zhang often goes there to sell wine. One of them pouted.

When the other person saw all his eyes shifted to him, he quickly explained, "I don't know! I didn't see him go to drink in my mother-in-law's store last night. At that time, I was surprised and thought something had happened to the old man. I called the child to have a look, but I saw that the door of his house was closed. Everything was there, but he didn't know where he was going for a long time.

Feichen's heart was cold, that is to say, the person who was there the day before yesterday disappeared yesterday. What happened?

With a condensation between his eyebrows, Feichen has disappeared in place. When several officials saw this situation, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak. Even if this is a must-have place for immortals, they have never seen such cultivation and spells.

Rushing across the street, Feichen had arrived in front of Zhang Laoer's house and pushed the door in. The room looked unusual and simple, but his instinctive consciousness was open, which made him frown tightly.

There is nothing strange in the room, but why is there a trace of the existence of two breaths? Moreover, the purity of breath and the old-fashioned breath seem to be like nature, and there is no evil school or magic. It is the breath of heaven and earth.

Have any colleagues come here to look for him? Feichen felt suspicious. After contacting him for so long, it seemed that Zijin Laodao had no friends at all. Is it the enemy?

He left the house and flew high in the sky, summoned the bell fairy to protect the dharma. Feichen slowly closed his eyes, and then poured all the mana into the soul, completely feeling the slightest changes inside and outside a few hundred miles.

This secret method is extremely painstaking, but Feichen can't take care of this much at all. Now Zhang Laoer can't do anything for him. Luo Xuexin's eyes, as well as the Heavenly Demon Hall, etc., everything is tied to him! And he is like an elder who protects himself. It's not just a worry.

An hour later, Feichen, who was sweating on his forehead and behind, finally caught a faint breath, but this breath strangely appeared on the seaside seven or eight hundred miles in the southeast...

Suddenly, Feichen only felt dizzy. The blood in his body was cold, but it began to turn upside down and hit his mind from time to time. At that time, when the abyss lake was separated, the feeling of not seeing the old way appeared infinitely in my mind... What's going on? Why is the other party's soul so weak?

Don't think too much about it. The flying sword will disappear in the sky of Xianqiao Town!

In the vast East China Sea, Feichen stood between the sea and the sky. He couldn't help but burst into tears. Where can there be the shadow of the old Tao in the Taitai who is old but refreshing?

I only saw a wisp of indifferent soul floating alone on the sea, not going for a long time, as if waiting for someone to come...

In order to see this pale and old face, Feichen has already pushed the soul to the limit.

There is no doubt that it is the Tai Gongming at this time...

For more than ten years, the old man who has set up a book file with Xianqiao Town and protected himself and protected himself as an adult. At this moment, his body has disappeared, leaving a trace of residual divine thoughts, a trace of divine thoughts that can't even be said to the soul.

The sea is calm and waveless. Occasionally, gull birds pass by, and the sun is late.

Under the dim yellow sunset, Feichen didn't know what to say. He stared at this trace of mind and was heartbroken. The last old man in the world who was not a relative, was better than a relative. Where should he go if he died at this moment?

"You love me and protect me... But I can't even come here even if you were killed. What kind of monk am I? The Tao I learned can't even protect people. What did I learn to do... Zhang Laoer, you are so strong. Who can kill you?

You said that you didn't overturn the boat in the ditch, and you said you wouldn't die so easily! What's the matter now? You lied to me! You're not dead, are you... What are you doing to lie to me with this wisp of divine thoughts? You... you old... Don't joke, don't joke with me... I admit defeat... Can't I admit defeat... Whoo..." He muttered, standing in the front line of the sea and sky, Feichen's two lines of tears finally fell down. Who can understand the mood at this moment?

The remaining trace of the mind of Xingtai Gongming looked at the teenager in front of him, as if he wanted to speak and stopped. In fact, how can this spirit say any words?

The old man looked at the northeast and was silent, but his mind gradually dissipated with the passage of time...

The extremely sad Feichen forgot to stretch out his hand to retain the withered figure of the old man, but he easily passed through this wisp of mind, and tears came again, like hatred and resentment...

"Why... Why... Who killed you... Is it Li Qingxuan, Li Qingxuan? No one has such strength except him?" Wiping away his tears, Feichen also looked at the far northeast with the old man's eyes, and his vicious eyes were red like blood...

The anger of revenge is burning in my heart, and the sword of hatred will point straight to Qingxuan!

PS: Ask for a red ticket.