180 One night in Wufu

"hiccup~"

The side face of the wolfberry is lying on the table, holding the wine pot in one hand, but it can't be poured into the cup, ticking half of the table. He was drunk, but the silver given by the mysterious man just now had been put into his arms, and he could not answer other people's questions vaguely.

"You asked me who is the strongest man in martial arts today? It seems that you are from the countryside. You don't even know the head of the current martial arts alliance, the first cluster of the six sons, hiccup~"

The wolfberry said, and it was finally filled with a cup of wine, which was shaken out, and there were more than two more.

"What? You don't even know who the sixth son is? Oh... It's not that I don't know, but I want to hear about their deeds? To talk about their deeds, no one in Yangzhou City knows more than me!"

The wolfberries patted their chests and shouted. The question and answer between the two people turned into the other's self-talk because one side's voice was too low.

"To talk about the most sensational martial arts deeds of the sixth prince, of course, it was five years ago, when the sixth prince led the six elites and the Jianghu gangs to fight against the demon master. That battle was really vigorous. Finally, he hit the devil's nest and went to the demon world! In fact, this war was originally aimed at the demon. He is a murderous demon! He seems to take the souls of the living people to practice evil skills. Those souls he hunted were finally turned into skills, and they couldn't even enter reincarnation..."

Goji berries were drunk. He looked forward to seeing the expression of curiosity, surprise, panic and fear on the man's face. But the man sat on his shoulder as if he were cast iron, as if there was no wave in his heart.

At this time, wolfberry noticed that the man's hands on his shoulders were more exposed to the outside of the black robe. His bronze fingers are as rough as working in the fields on the outskirts of Yangzhou for decades... Roughly speaking, in fact, the drunken eyes of goji berries can't be seen at all. It's just his imagination. But on the other point, he believes that he must be dazzled: the man's hands and palms are wrapped in circles of bandages. It is a white and dust-free bandage.

"What? Do you think the battle ended in the defeat of the six princes? Are you kidding! It seems that you are really an ignorant countryman! The sixth son is deeply respected by the people of Yangzhou. Fortunately, you are talking nonsense with me. If you go to other places, it's no wonder that you won't be beaten! Forget it, drink this glass of wine and go back to the countryside. I'm good for you, uncle.

Goji berries said, holding the table and standing up, shaking left and right. He walked not on the soles of his feet, but on the ground with his shoetops. He staggered to the mysterious man and almost fell down. The man obviously didn't help him, but he stood firm inexplicably as if he was supported by the wind.

"You ask me... How can I get to Wufu? Hahaha... At your level, it's a hundred years before you visit the mansion of the richest man in Yangzhou... Hahaha... What? If you have to ask, it's in..."

The bright moon hangs high. The man held the bamboo hat in one hand and slowly walked through Lianhua Street. He followed the path pointed by the goji berries to the most beautiful courtyard in Yangzhou. The world makes him familiar and strange, and the sound of insects on summer nights seems to connect reality and dreams. When he walked to the door of Wufu, he met an old man in a snow hat and came out. The man quickly recognized that the old man was Xiao Yangchun, the owner of Yangchun Hall, although they had not seen each other for five years. Xiao Yangchun is much older than five years ago, just like ten years old.

The night-like man passed Xiao Yangchun by. The man's bright eyes were hidden under the big bamboo hat, and there was no light all over his body, and even the moonlight could not dye him black. Xiao Yangchun didn't recognize him and bowed his head and walked quickly. The two figures quickly disappeared in the vast night and disappeared.

At this time, the Wufu was very quiet. The room where Yaoling Fengchuan was healed turned off the lights early, and there was a pale moonlight lying on the window, faintly revealing the steady breathing of the sleeping person. Six or seven rooms away is the pharmacy of Nangezi. His pharmacy is also not lit, and it is not necessary for a blind person.

He lay in front of the desk, his fingers holding the sheep's pen were as white as paper, and the ink flowed quietly like moonlight on the tip of the pen. The book was: "Blue stone, bitter and cold taste. The main problem is to solve all poisons, kill magmons, inject ghosts, and sting poisons. After a long time, the head is not white, and the body is light. I have a good life.

There were also Wu Lingchun, Yan Qingdu and Chu Yunshen who were silent in the pharmacy with Nan Gezi. The three dark-feeling people did not take the initiative to light up the candles. Chu Yunshen sat on the threshold and took a nap with his cheeks. He asked in a dream, "What's the matter with asking me to come to such a place? Aren't the injuries of Yaoling and Fengchuan no more serious? In this case, I don't want to waste time sleeping to visit them.

"If you visit, anyone will get worse." Wuling leaned against the window in spring. Naturally, it is important for him to gather the four people here. "For six days, the eldest brother has not heard from him. Three plum blossoms... I can't find out where he is, let alone whether he is safe or not.

Chu Yun was so bored that he pulled out his ears. Yan Qingdu said anxiously, "What should I do? Young girl, haven't you known yet?

Of course, I haven't told her yet. Wu Lingchun can only tell a little lie. This time, the situation is different from the past. The eldest brother has been missing for six days, and the demon may have been on his way. He looked back at Nan Gezi, and he was writing: "Ju Hua. The taste is bitter. Main wind, head dizziness, swelling and pain, eyes about to take off, tears, dead skin muscles, malignant rheumatic paralysis. Take it for a long time, benefit blood and qi, lighten the body, and endure old age. A festival, Shengchuanze and the field.

"I don't know what to do either. I still remember that five years ago, the six of us also decided the final battle plan in such a moonlight... At that time, the eldest brother's last plan was kept secret from us. No one expected that the eldest brother would lead us into the demon world.

"Yes, the eldest brother is so wise. I believe that if it's a big brother, I can..."

I hope so. Of course, Wu Lingchun made this hope. He looked at Chu Yunshen's back and finally stopped hesitating. He asked, "Yun Shen, can you feel the breath of the devil now?"

When Chu Yunshen was a spirit beast, the blood seal with the demon has not been erased. Is the demon who is good at hiding breath thousands of miles away, or is it already within reach? Chu Yun smiled deeply and twisted his shoulders: "Oh, his breath is like a nightmare. He has never left my consciousness for five years. But... based on what I know about him..."

Chu Yun stood up slowly, and the world reflected in his pupils seemed to be drunk: "He should be on his way."

"Then we..."

"There's no need to make such a fuss. Now that you have finished asking your question, I'm going back to make up for sleep. You should go to bed early, too. And you, don't be too late to copy the Shennong Herbal Sutra.

Chu Yun Shen waved his hand and walked away slowly. He didn't know which roof he was looking for to sleep. He didn't seem to hear Nan Gezi correct it in the house: "It's the Shennong Herbal Sutra." He wandered around the yard. Since the most noisy guys have fallen asleep, stay here. As he walked, he unconsciously stopped in front of a pavilion. Looking up, it turned out to be a "treasure".

That's it.

He pushed the door and walked in. The treasures in the room are as quiet and peaceful as meditation in the dark night. He was stared at by these spiritual things and walked all the way to the window facing the door.

Outside the window, the stars are bright and so magnificent. He stared at the night sky, like a boat floating on the dark blue sea. The small starlight gathered together, but the darkness was still deep. He firmly believed that he was moving forward, but gradually couldn't tell the direction. Where on earth is it ahead?

So when he is confused, he just wants to follow the back of that person. As long as you follow him, you will never lose your direction.

Chu Yun looked deeply at the boundless sea of stars, gently held his hands on the edge of the window, and jumped out.

He was greeted by stars like dust. This window is the illusion used by the six princes to store confidential information, the virtual sand fantasy. He is now crossing a long passage to the place where he hides the people he wants to see.

Chu Yun deeply imagined all the past he had been experiencing: the quiet Linghu village, the kind sister, the polite brother-in-law, the playmate Xiao Douzi; the sudden announcement, the blood spirit beast, the crazy village head; the tragedy of the whole village's crazy killing each other, the brother-in-law who killed the whole family, and the village head caught him in a sea of blood. Hands, tell him to escape, let him live...

Then he put down the head of his sister who had been holding in his arms. He threw himself into the sea of war, killed the whole village, was engraved by the demon, and became his blood spirit beast.

In retrospect, it's like what happened yesterday. Chu Yun landed on the ground with deep feet. He has fallen into a corner of the virtual sand fantasy that has been realized by illusion, the purple forest.

Transparent woods, branches are like water jade, and fallen leaves are like butterfly clothes. There are many tombstones. Here, it was just a cemetery. The sixth prince built a cemetery for the undead who had nowhere to live in the six realms.

Chu Yunshen walked to a tombstone. On this tombstone, the names of two people are engraved at the same time: fireworks and jackets.

He clenched his fist. They are already dead. He died on the third day of the purification cycle. The cause of death is not a problem in the purification process, but the body that has been poisoned for a long time has gone to failure in only three days, and there is no power to recover.

He stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a while and noticed that there was another person behind him.

is a man in a hat and a black robe. The silent wind blew his robe, and his eyes rubbed against the faint light, making a trembling noise.

"Lord Demon? What a rare guest. Are you... coming to visit the old department?"

Chu Yunshen did not look back. There was a rare smile on his face.

Without hearing the answer, he turned around and smiled, "Oh, are you coming to see her or me?"

Chu Yunshen's hands slowly pressed on the guard of the knife. He stared at the Lord Demon in front of him, and he was still dressed without the momentum of the king at all. He was really a nostalgic person. Why do you have to dress up as an ordinary person? Does he... just hate that he is a demon?