Chapter 3 Old Place

Qingyun Mountain, Dazhu Peak.

The clouds are ethereal in the mountains, like a gentle white ribbon, gently changing. In the morning, there was a little moist air and a fresh and cool wind, crossing the green bamboo forest and brushing the top of the big bamboo peak.

The building centered on the quiet hall stands quietly in the morning light, and everything seems so quiet...

It was just a sudden sound of barking, mixed with a "squeak" in the middle, breaking the silence here. The bright-haired rhubarb ran from a distance, and Xiaohui rode on his back, holding the hair on the rhubarb's neck with his hand to support his body. At the same time, the other hand waved in the air, looking very excited.

Ten years ago, after Zhang Xiaofan went to Tongtianfeng from here, he never came back. At the beginning, the two animals became depressed, especially Xiaohui, who was more active than before and bored for a long time. As for rhubarb, it is not easy to feel good. He is depressed all day long. I don't know if he likes what Zhang Xiaofan cooks too much. During that time, every time Du Bishu, who cooked instead of Zhang Xiaofan, took out food to feed them, he must be roared by rhubarb and Xiaohui. After eating The book has been depressed for a long time.

It's just that time flies like water, and the memory of that year seems to fade away gradually. I don't know when, Xiaohui and Rhubarb began to fight and play on the mountain of Dazhufeng again. However, even so, when they sleep deeply at night, they always return to Zhang Xiaofan's room, as if looking What.

Although, for so many years, the room has always been empty.

"Shh!"

Rhubarb suddenly stopped in a hurry. The huge inertia made Xiaohui almost fall off his back. Fortunately, his hand was tight enough, so he barely stabilized his body. The rhubarb barked loudly and suddenly turned around, but he opened his mouth and spit out the elder tongue to chase his tail, and his body kept spinning in place.

Xiaohui sat firmly on his back, grinning loudly and laughing, looking very excited and happy. I don't know how many times this boring game Rhubarb has been done, but for them, it seems to be the most fun thing.

The early morning light sprinkled on their bodies, and the sound of two animals echoed on the Dazhu Peak. People were still sleeping. This good time seemed to be reserved only for them.

In the distance, the green bamboo forest in the back of the mountain faintly heard the sound of the mountain wind blowing bamboo leaves, echoing leisurely. Even the wind blowing from that direction seemed to have the fragrance of bamboo leaves and the breath of the bamboo forest.

Sudden!

Rhubarb stopped chasing his tail. Xiaohui raised his head almost at the same time on his back, opened his mouth wide, and looked at the bamboo forest.

Green mountains, green bamboo, wind passing, like the sea...

Sand, sand, sand...

"Squeak squeak!" Xiaohui suddenly screamed, and the rhubarb's reaction was also a little strange, but his voice was much lower and he barked a few times, but after a moment, the two animals seemed to know something. Xiaohui grabbed the rhubarb tightly, and the rhubarb immediately spread his legs and quickly ran to the black bamboo forest in the back of

On the familiar back mountain path, perhaps because no one has come here to do homework for a long time, even the original mountain road is gradually blurred, but the rhubarb seems to be born with a sense of consciousness. It shuttles through the woods, the faster it runs, and quickly runs to the bamboo forest.

In the green bamboo forest, deep and with a trace of mystery, the rhubarb stopped outside the bamboo forest and shouted a few times in a low voice. Xiao Hui jumped down from his back, squatted aside, looked at it, and looked into the depths of the bamboo forest. From time to time, he grabbed his head with his hand,

But after a while, Xiaohui finally made up his mind. He "squeaked" to the rhubarb twice. When he first walked to the bamboo forest, it was not right to say that he was going, but Xiaohui strangely did not climb the bamboo, but supported it on the ground with his forelimbs, with a jumping posture, Looking at its appearance, it is not only careful, but also seems to be full of expectations.

Rhubarb whimpered twice, stepped forward, followed him, and walked into the bamboo forest.

A monkey and a dog slowly shuttled through the quiet bamboo forest and soon disappeared.

The morning light was blocked by dense bamboo leaves, but from the gap, there was still a beam of light, turned into a finger-like beam of light, sprinkled down from the top of the bamboo forest and fell on the ground.

Xiaohui and rhubarb walked slowly in the bamboo forest... Unconsciously, they walked to somewhere deep in the bamboo forest. There was a small open space, a little familiar. In my vague memory, it seemed to be the place where Zhang Xiaofan first came here and worked hard to cut bamboo.

Xiaohui stopped, squatted on the open space, grabbed his head with his hand, and looked around.

In the deep bamboo forest, there is silence.

But there seems to be some inexplicable breath, floating here.

Let the heart beat slowly...

"Puff!" A gentle step, stepping into the silence in the depths of the bamboo forest.

Xiaohui and rhubarb turned their heads at the same time, and the figure slowly appeared behind a thick bamboo.

The bamboo forest suddenly fell silent again, but a moment later, there was a sudden cheer. Xiao Hui jumped up, turned into a gray light and rushed over, jumped into the air, and jumped into the man's arms!

He grasped the man's clothes tightly, laughed loudly, and released his joy without fear. He kept laughing.

The man wrapped his hand around him, and his once fierceness disappeared at this moment, and his eyebrows were full of soft smiles that had not been seen for a long time, and he held Xiaohui in his arms. After a while, he suddenly felt it again. He looked down and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He bent down, stroked the rhubarb head that was rubbing his body, and smiled and said, "Da Huang, how are you?"

Rhubarb naturally couldn't speak, but whined in a low voice, his tail kept shaking, and gently rubbing his palm with his head.

The corners of his eyes seemed to be invisible, faintly reflecting the light: "Only you, still treat me as before!"

He sighed softly and breathed deeply. In this bamboo forest, he was once familiar with the taste of missing.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, there was another hurried footsteps, but the wild dog Taoist rushed out from behind, but when he saw that his old robe was torn by thorns, he knew that he had gone the wrong way.

The wild dog Taoist's face was full of bad luck. He complained to Zhang Xiaofan, the former, and now the ghost, "Hey, stinky boy, are you crazy? You don't have to do this if you want to die! This is Qingyunmen. In case we are found, even if we have ten lives, we will die!"

Suddenly, he turned back to the rhubarb, who was still very docile just now. The hair on his neck stood up and grinned. Obviously, he didn't like the wild dog very much. After a while, the rhubarb roared and rushed over.

The wild dog was shocked, but when he saw that the giant dog, which was almost half tall, suddenly rushed in his heart, he first giggled and subconsciously reached out to hold his fang magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, Gui Li said lightly in front of him at this moment, "If you dare to use the magic weapon to hurt this dog, I will cut off all your hands and feet and throw them in front of the quiet hall at the foot of the mountain."

The wild dog was stunned and said angrily, "What are you talking about..."

But before the words were finished, the rhubarb had been rushed to it. When the wild dog was distracted, it was immediately thrown down by the giant dog. Suddenly, the dog barked and cursed endlessly, and the human dog was tossed, staggering and splashing! The wild dog Taoist rolled behind a thorn in the distance with rhubarb. He couldn't see the figure of the dog, and only heard an angry cry from time to time.

"Ouch! Dead dog, you still bite... Hey, stinky boy, you beast, why don't you ask this dog to let go, no, let go, ah... dead dog, that's a human leg, not a chicken leg! Let go and don't bite... Ah, ah, ah..."

Gui Li turned a deaf ear to the screams of wild dogs in the distance. He turned his head and looked at the little gray in his arms, with a smile in his eyebrows. After a careful look, I only saw that I had not seen him for ten years. Xiaohui seemed to have grown up again. The feeling of holding him in his arms seemed to be much heavier than before, and even the trace between his eyes seemed to be much bigger.

After the initial joy and excitement, Xiaohui still grinned at this moment, climbed to his shoulder as usual, and habitually stretched out his hand to touch his hair.

Gui Li stood quietly, then slowly walked out, walked to the edge of the bamboo forest, and looked into the distance. The place in front of the mountain, which was covered by clouds and fog, was once his warmest home.

He was stunned and looked deeply.

I don't know how long it took. The rhubarb ran out of the depths of the bamboo forest proudly, shook his head, and his tail kept shaking. He jumped to the side of Gui Li, and shouted a few times.

Ghost smiled fiercely, reached out and patted it on the head.

A moment later, the wild dog Taoist staggered out of the black bamboo forest, and the Taoist robe on his body was a little ragged, and even a few more scratches on a dog's face, and the wound under his feet was faintly visible.

At this moment, when I saw the rhubarb lying beside Gui Li, I was a little scared. Unexpectedly, I didn't dare to walk over and scolded from afar, "Dead dog, don't think someone will support you. Sooner or later, I will kill you!"

Rhuo turned around and roared at the wild dog Taoist. The wild dog's soul flew away, and immediately retreated a few steps, but Rhubarb just scared him. After a moment, he did not chase him, but turned his head. The wild dog was relieved, but he did not dare to curse again in any case.

After looking down the mountain for a long time, the first ray of sunshine of the day had quietly fallen, putting a light layer of golden clothes on the green mountain.

Gui Li closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After a while, he turned around, reached out and held Xiaohui on his shoulder in his arms. He glanced at the wild dog and said, "Let's go!"

The wild dog couldn't wait to hear his words, so he hurried over and muttered, "Isn't it looking for trouble!" For a monkey, risking his life..."

Rhubarb seemed to feel something, stood up and looked at Gui Li. Gui Li reached out and patted the rhubarb's head, smiled, waved his left hand, and a black stick with a mysterious blue light appeared. It was the "fire-burning stick" of that year, holding his body straight up to the blue sky.

The wild dog was dumbfounded and complained, "Stinky boy, where do you think it is! Even walking is so arrogant..."

He was complaining about himself. Suddenly, the rhubarb roared loudly, and the wild dog was shocked. He quickly took over the magic weapon and followed the ghost.

In front of the black bamboo forest, rhubarb was alone, barking loudly, barking all the time...

His roar echoed in the mountains and kept screaming until a white hand stroked his head and said softly, "Rhubarb, what's wrong? Why did you come here today and keep shouting?

Rhubarb seemed to be a little excited and gasped. In a blink of an eye, he looked at Tian Linger, who was now **, and then turned around and barked loudly to the sky.

"Wow, Wow, Wow, Wow..."

Tian Linger frowned and looked around. She was a little strange and said, "What's the matter, rhubarb? By the way, where's Xiaohui? Why isn't he with you?

Rhubarb didn't know whether he understood what she said, but he still barked hoarsely to the sky.

Tian Linger looked at the sky, but she saw the blue sky and white clouds, and the blue sky was infinite. According to the rare clouds, she drew from the clouds and galloped through the sky, which was very spectacular. Somehow, she suddenly felt a loss in her heart, and she looked crazy for a moment.

South of Qingyun Mountain, in a remote place thousands of miles away, there is a high mountain called "Huqi Mountain", which is the main hall of the Demon King Sect.

In the past ten years, the power of the demon religion has become more and more prosperous, and there are many masters, but its internal struggles are becoming more and more fierce, which is simply more fierce than competing with the right path. The Ghost King Sect was originally one of the four major factions in the Demon Sect. In the past ten years, the suzerain, the Ghost King, has worked hard to govern, and made the treatment of the Ghost King Sect stronger and stronger, which vaguely replaced Wandumen as the largest faction of the Demon Sect.

In today's Ghost King Sect, in addition to the mysterious four holy envoys emerging from the water, there is also a mysterious figure "Mr. Ghost" who appears around the Ghost King. Usually, he only listens to human voices and does not see people. However, the most eye-catching is the young generation of the ghost king, especially the ghost who is highly valued by the ghost king, and the ghost king does not hesitate to mention him as the deputy suzerain and regards him as himself. Now it is known all over the world that Gui Li must be the next generation of ghost king suzerain.

In the magic religion, the infighting is not only fierce but also omnipresent. I don't know how many people have tried the relationship between the alienation ghost king and his first general, but all of them have failed.

In the hearts of the very few people who know the past, there is a faint sadness for the relationship between these two people that is so strong that it is almost unbreakable.

The black veil gently covered her face. The mysterious woman in black, Youji, sat silently in the most important room of the Ghost King Sect at this moment. The room is not very big, but it is very cold. The reason is that in the middle of the room, there is a crystal clear white ice table, which floats from the almost transparent ice table.

A beautiful woman, wearing her beloved green clothes, lay quietly on it. In the white cold air, her face looked a little pale, as if it was transparent, with cold beauty!

She crossed her hands in front of her, and in the palm of her hand, as if it had been connected with her body. It was a small golden bell, shining with strange light, as if staring at the world.

At this time, a low "rumble" suddenly came from behind him. The heavy stone door of the room was pushed open and then closed again.

The footsteps sounded, and someone walked to Youji's side.

Youji slowly looked up and could enter this room. Even if it was the whole ghost king, there would not be more than four people.

Gui Li's pale face appeared in front of her eyes. She throated gently in the heart behind the black veil, vaguely remembering that every time the man entered here, his face became paler and paler.

It's just that in the man's eyes, there is no Youji at all. The beautiful woman lying there peacefully has occupied all his body and mind at this moment.

The stone room suddenly became very quiet, as silent as death.

Youji got up gently and stepped back, but her eyes kept on the man. His figure seemed to be a little lonely again. As for the terrible and bloody smell that often appeared on him in the outside world, he could not feel it at all here.

I don't know if it's only here, which is the only place where he can get peace.

She finally glanced at the man, went out, carefully closed the stone door, and then stood beside the green dragon in white.

"What's the matter?" Youji was silent for a moment and said faintly.

Qinglong looked at the stone gate and said, "Is he back?"

Youji's black gauze moved, as if she nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I'm talking with Baguio inside."

Qinglong frowned and sighed gently. In fact, they all know in their hearts that the so-called speech is just a whisper to himself. As for whether Baguio can hear it or not, it is another matter. It's just that this matter is so sad that none of them want to talk about it.

Youji stood silently for a while and suddenly said, "Every time Zhang Xiaofan comes back, he will come here at the first time..."

Qinglong's face changed slightly and said, "Third sister, he has now been given the name of Gui Li by the master of the Ghost King. I have told you many times, don't call him by this name again."

After Youji's black veil, I don't know what her expression is, but she didn't even change her tone at all. She continued, "...But the suzerain hasn't been here for a long time."

Qinglong looked at her and finally sighed and said, "In the past ten years, the suzerain has had more white hair on his temples. Can you see it? It's not that he doesn't want this only daughter, he just hides the pain in his heart.

Youji was silent again, and then she seemed to think of something. She looked up and said, "How's the search for the black witch?"

Qinglong shook his head and said, "The black witches only had a flash in the pan thousands of years ago, but now they are looking for it. They really have no clue."

Youji slowly turned around and walked out.

This stone room, which makes Baguio sleep, is naturally in the extremely secluded place of the Ghost King Sect. Usually, few people come. At this moment, there are only two of them in the corridor outside the stone.

Qinglong looked at Youji's back and suddenly said, "You'd better stay away from the ghost."

Youji's body suddenly shook and immediately stopped. Her whole body seemed to straighten up, but then she slowly relaxed, turned around, stared at Qinglong through the black veil, and said word by word, "What do you mean?"

Qinglong stopped looking at her. He looked at the stone door of the stone room in a blink of an eye and said lightly, "I know you feel guilty about Baguio and think you haven't protected her well, but your private concern for that man has been a little over."

Youji stopped talking, but the corridor suddenly became almost colder than the stone room just now, and the invisible murderous intention seemed to be emanating from the woman in black.

"Did you say that I actually have feelings for this teenager?" She spit it out word by word.

Qinglong seemed to have no sense of killing in front of him, and his expression had not changed. He just said slowly, "Sanmei, I didn't say that. I just want to remind you that because of Baguio, the relationship between the ghost king suzerain and this man has always been very delicate. I have followed the master of the ghost king for many years. I know that although he regards the ghost as himself, sometimes I feel sad that Baguio is like this, and I'm afraid there is a little hatred.

Speaking of this, he turned around, looked deeply at Youji, and whispered, "Three sisters, you have to take care of yourself."

In the distance, Youji snorted coldly and said coldly, "I don't know what it is!" After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

Qinglong smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed slightly.

In the stone room.

Gui Li sat next to Baguio, stared at the beautiful and slightly pale face, and said gently, "I'm back, Baguio."

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"This time when you go out, you will destroy another sect for your father, which is the blood refining hall we knew at the beginning. You must remember it, right?"

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"I don't know why, when there was the last person left, I suddenly thought of you and thought that we met here, and I couldn't kill you. Baguio, will you blame me?

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"A few days ago, I secretly avoided the guard, secretly went to Dazhufeng, and brought Xiaohui back by the way. Have you ever seen Xiao Hui? It's the monkey I raised since I was a child..."

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"I went to the black bamboo forest. Guess what I saw?"

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"It turned out that the black bamboo that fell to the ground was still lying there. Baguio, do you remember? It's the bamboo that the two of us sat together..."

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"It turns out that nothing has changed, Baguio."

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"Buio..." He read softly, with a faintly choking voice, floating in this stone room.