Dawn.

The woods were filled with the smell of cold, damp leaves, and the yellow leaves that had fallen last night remained in the soil.

Ye Xun explained the situation to everyone, especially his mother Sikong Qing, so he followed Ge Xuan to the depths of the dense forest.

"Little Xuanzi, if my son has three long and two short, I will definitely not be able to spare you!" Sikong Qing wiped a handful of dry eyes and said loudly to Ge Xuan.

Ge Xuan turned around and smiled, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

Ye Jingluo stood there with a serious face, his eyes were cold and piercing, but he showed a trace of hesitation.

Ge Xuan took Ye Xun around in the dense forest, in the opposite direction of Jiyue Villa, and the two had been walking for nearly three hours.

Under the scorching sun, both of them looked a little sleepy and irritable.

Ge Xuan walked to a somewhat open space, sat on a big rock, and said, "Let's take a rest first, we've already walked almost half the way!"

Ye Xun also found a place to sit down, the sunlight was sprinkled on the ground through the leaves, and the cicadas on the trees had already begun to chirp.

Shady old trees, deep courtyards.

An old man with white eyebrows sat under a tree, shaking the big fan that was already very broken.

On the big tree above the old man's head, there was a girl in a goose-yellow dress, swaying her white feet.

The girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, beautiful and lovely, humming an unknown ballad in her mouth.

The girl grabbed a cicada in her hand, smirked, and threw the cicada down after aiming it at the old man's tea bowl.

The white-eyed old man, who had been fanning the fan with his eyes closed, waved the fan on his head intentionally or unintentionally, and heard the girl on the tree screaming "oops".

It turned out that the cicada that the girl threw down was blocked by the pu fan, and then turned back, just hitting the girl in the face.

"Grandpa, why did you hit me with cicadas?" said the girl in the tree.

The white-eyed old man didn't seem to hear the girl talking, his eyes were closed, and the fan in his hand didn't bother to shake it.

The girl felt bored, so she played by herself.

Suddenly, the girl seemed to see two people approaching her, and immediately stood up to take a closer look.

The long-haired man in front of him was wearing a simple gown with a long sword at his waist, which was quite ancient.

The short-haired man in the back looked young and followed the long-haired man a few meters away. His dress is also very weird, which is very inconsistent with the aesthetic concept of a girl.

The girl couldn't see what the man looked like, but she was sure of one thing, that is, she didn't know either of them.

The girl saw that the two of them were getting closer and closer, so she shouted to the white-eyed old man under the tree, "Grandpa, grandpa, someone is coming towards us!"

"Mu'er, what are you calling again? and don't let grandpa sleep?" said the white-eyed old man as he squinted at the girl on the tree.

Mu'er grabbed a thick branch, waved her hands, and jumped down from the tree.

Mu'er ran behind the white-eyed old man, kneaded the old man's shoulders, and said, "Grandpa, there are two people outside, I don't think they are good people!"

"No one looks like a good person in your eyes!" said the white-eyed old man with a smile.

"Grandpa is the best person!hehe!" Mu'er gently smacked the old man's shoulders again.

"Is it the big heads?" asked the white-eyed old man.

"No, it's a long-haired one and a big-short-haired one. Mu'er thought for a while and said, "Both of them are men. And the long-haired one with a sword is certainly not a good person!"

"Oh, you're not mistaken?"

It seems that the white-eyed old man is very distrustful of the eyesight of the girl in front of him.

When the girl named Mu'er heard the old man's words, she seemed to be hit hard, and pouted and said, "How could I admit my mistake?

The white-eyed old man changed the fan to his right hand, stretched out his back to fan Mu'er, and said, "How can grandpa not believe you? You go out to see who grandpa is, if it's a bad person, you can help grandpa drive them away, okay?"

"Okay, I'll go. ”

Mu'er happily responded and ran out of the yard.

After Mu'er walked out of the courtyard, the white-eyed old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing, distant and profound.

I picked up the tea bowl on the table and was about to take a sip, but there were a few more leaves in the bowl at some point.

The white-eyed old man smiled bitterly, simply picked up the teapot on the small table, and drank booze.

Ge Xuan and Ye Xun stood in front of a courtyard, both of them gasping for breath, this trip did consume a lot of physical strength.

Ye Xun felt that since returning to China, his body has not been in an excellent state, and it seems that he needs a special training to adjust.

Ge Xuan pointed to the courtyard and said, "Behind the courtyard is a village, which is where the Sword Gate is located. My master lives in it, I haven't seen him for twenty years, and I don't know how his old man is doing?"

Ye Xun said: "Then let's go in!"

Before he could finish speaking, a man ran out of the courtyard, and it was a girl.

Dressed in a goose-yellow thin skirt, her hair is tied into two beautiful buns, and her demeanor exudes a youthful and lively atmosphere.

"Who let you in?"

The girl took out a short sword from behind her, and a red spike hung from the handle, which was very beautiful.

Ye Xun looked at the girl guarding the courtyard gate, and said in his heart, this should be the girl standing on the tree just now.

"Who are you who dare to come here?"

Mu Er held a short sword in her hand, standing at the gate of the courtyard, staring at Ye Xun and Ge Xuan with fierce eyes.

Ge Xuan asked, "Then who are you?"

Ge Xuan has been away from here for twenty years, and Na Mu'er is only seventeen or eighteen years old, so of course it is impossible for the two to know each other. Even if it is known, the years have worn away the few remaining memories.

"Am I asking you?" said Mu'er.

Ge Xuan smiled: "I am Ge Xuan, the forty-seventh generation disciple of the Sword Sect, who are you?"

Mu'er looked at Ge Xuan suspiciously, trying to distinguish whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

If it's a lie, it's okay, if it's true, then isn't he a generation higher than himself?

But why did she never see him?

"Why haven't I seen you?" said Mu'er still said the question in her heart.

Ge Xuan said: "When I left here, I was only twenty-two years old. You weren't born yet!"

Mu'er asked, "Then why haven't you ever come back?"

Ge Xuan said: "Master punished me for facing the wall, and I can't come back if I don't figure it out." ”

"Twenty years, you have been facing the wall for twenty years?" Mu'er opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Wow, you really have perseverance!"

Ge Xuan smiled bitterly, "Then can we go in, little girl?"

"No, how do I know if you're telling the truth. And the guy behind you...... Hey, it's beautiful!"

Mu Er really couldn't think of any other words to describe the man behind Ge Xuan.

Ye Xun tried to make a very kind smile, he didn't want to be taken as a bad person by the people here.

Seeing Ye Xun smiling at her, Mu'er's little face turned red, and then she smiled at Ye Xun and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call grandpa!"

......

To be continued, the next chapter will be more exciting!