Wen Ji and Yan Lingye had already prepared their luggage, and Gongying and his wife sent the two out of the Tan Mansion Gatehouse.

Wen Ji first put the luggage package on the car, then took the horsewhip from Steward Liu's hand, sat in the front car, and prepared to drive the carriage.

Yan Ling said goodbye to Gongying and his wife, she held the red silk sword holster in her hand, and said slightly: "Uncle and aunt: Yan Ling has gone." ”

"Well, be careful on the road. After Mrs. Zhou admonished, she couldn't help asking, "Ling'er, what are you holding in your hand?"

"This is the Cloud Thorn that Master gave me, and it is specially designed to deal with the enemy for nine days. Yan Ling took off half of the red silk sword sleeve, revealing the green handle and sheath.

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she was secretly taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Gongying and said, "Dealing with Jiutian, do you know where Jiutian is?"

"I don't know, I'm going to find her sooner or later! I'll have to assassinate her with this cloud. Yan Ling hatefully put away the red silk sword holster.

Suddenly, seeing that Yan Ling's eyes were full of murderous aura, Mrs. Zhou said with a slightly gloomy face: "Ling'er, don't kill this daughter's family, there is no unsolvable feud in this world." ”

Hearing this, Yan Lingmu stunned for a moment, and found that Mrs. Zhou seemed to be unhappy, so he hurriedly said, "Auntie, I... I... I went first. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ling turned his steps and quickly boarded the carriage from the back of the car, urging Wen Ji to catch the car.

Wen Ji said goodbye to his parents, then shook the horsewhip and drove the carriage away.

Mrs. Zhou watched the carriage go away, and said in a daze: "This Ling'er, I originally wanted to leave her so that someone could go to the county to deliver the letter first, but her temperament was more urgent than Zhang Fei's, so people couldn't guard against it, how should this be good?"

"The matter has come to this, let her go, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, and Madame should not worry too much. Gongying comforted.

"Yes, just like Ling'er herself said: Anyway, sooner or later, it will be found, and it is not the same to find it early or late. ”

"I knew a few years ago that there would be today, but Ki'er was sick and weird, and there was no way out, and I had to do my best to obey the fate of God. After the public screening, Mrs. Tong looked at the misty dust raised on the village road, and thought for a long time, as if she remembered the strange incident a few years ago.

Huayang Town is about 100 miles away from Wanling County, and the carriage gallops all the way on the winding official road, and by noon it has galloped most of the way, and is about to enter the Pinglin area, but although the white horse is strong, it is also sweating and panting at this moment, and from time to time it makes a high-pitched neigh.

Wen Ji saw that he was tired of the horses, so he took the reins and slowed down the journey, so that the white horse could slow down.

But after only walking a mile, Wen Ji suddenly felt a little dizzy, and there was a faint call of "master, master" in his ears.

This is strange! On a regular day, the call comes and goes, faintly, but now it is extraordinarily clear, as if it were in the ear.

Wen Ji was wondering, suddenly saw two peaks rising on both sides of the loess road in front of him, facing each other from afar, the left side is like a unicorn, the right side is like an elephant, the forest is lush, the mountain is wonderful, and the sound of the call seems to come from the elephant mountain on the right.

"Oh...... It turns out that I've arrived at this elephant mountain again, no wonder it's like this again!" Wen Ji suddenly realized, and said secretly in his heart.

It turned out that this was the only way for Huayang Town to go to Wanling County, and Wen Ji had walked here several times before, and every time he would have the same feeling, but it was getting stronger today.

The book implicitly expressed: These two strange mountains are the Fuxian masters, the Yuan Shen who mounted the white elephant and the golden-headed blue unicorn of the Fengxue Pavilion, as well as the light sword sealed and thrown here and manifested [see "The Legend of the Three Sons of the Classic of Mountains and Seas • The Secret History of Zhongshan"], and when Shang Wan and Zhong Wan found this place, they were shocked by miracles, and the spiritual veins they wanted to find were the Tan Mansion in Huayang Town [See "The Legend of the Three Sons of the Classic of Mountains and Seas • Blood Splashed Netherworld"].

The white elephant's primordial spirit in the same light sword to cultivate, after nearly 17 years, has been very inspired, so every time the foundation passes by here, it will send a summon, but at this time the foundation of the text is still a vulgar body, six roots are not clear, naturally do not know the mystery, but after all, the roots of wisdom are deep, and the "Huayan Sutra" is tireless, so there has already been an induction.

As he spoke, the carriage had galloped out of the land for three or five miles.

The call gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in his ears, and Wen Ji settled down, raised his whip and drove the horse, and walked forward.

Yan Ling sat in the canopy, but she couldn't hear the call, she remembered the scene of her hometown for a while, and remembered Wenji's figure for a while, she was worried and happy, and she was anxious, listening to the sound of wheels, and she couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and she arrived in Wanling County, and she saw Brother Kiji.

When it was near, the carriage had already reached the east gate of Wanling County, and walked half a mile northeast along the city wall, and a large courtyard appeared in front.

I saw that the courtyard was full of wood of various thicknesses and lengths, and there were more than a dozen figures coming in and out, some of them were carrying materials, some were carrying materials, and some were empty-handed...... Don't teach, this is the Tan family's wood line, but compared with the time of Ao Xianggong, it is not what it used to be, and it has a prosperous scale.

Wen Ji drove the carriage to the gate of the wooden compound and jumped out of the car.

A foreman had already seen it, stepped forward, and saluted: "The second son is near." ”

"Close, good, close......" Wen Ji returned the salute, and then asked, "Is my eldest brother here?"

"The eldest prince is not here, and the eldest prince went to the grave of his grandfather to sacrifice wine. The foreman said.

"Is the third uncle here?" The third uncle in Wen Ji's mouth is Hu San, who followed Ao Xianggong back then, and since Ao Xianggong passed away, this Tan family wood line has been presided over by him.

And the third uncle went with him. ”

"Oh, got it...... You go get busy. Wen Ji said, walked to the back of the car, opened the curtain of the car and said, "Sister Yan Ling: The eldest brother went to the grandfather's grave to sacrifice wine, I think we should go to the wooden shop to rest and rest first, and wait for the eldest brother to come back." ”

"Sister doesn't stop, you take your sister to find your brother. Yan Ling held the red silk sword holster in his right hand, and jumped out of the carriage with a bow.

Yan Lingben has developed a frank and casual personality in Lishan, what she wants to see most at this moment is Wenji, how can she wait a little longer?

Wen Ji had no choice but to say: "This ...... Well, if Sister Yan Ling is not tired, take Sister Yan Ling there. ”

"Sister is not tired, sister is not tired...... Yan Ling denied it, "Sister has long been sitting in the car with a sore back, and she is just moving her muscles and bones." ”

When Wen Ji heard this, he had no choice but to call back the foreman and deliver the carriage.

The foreman led the horse, shouted and drove away.

Wen Ji and Yan Ling first went to an incense and candle shop outside Dongcheng, bought some incense candles and other sacrificial things, and then walked towards the hill not far away.

Yan Ling followed closely beside Wen Ji, and followed suit, as if a deer was bumping into his chest inexplicably, so he was not nervous: fifteen years, thinking day and night, he could finally see Brother Kiji at this time.

In that year, Zhou Zhusi (Mrs. Zhou's father) unfortunately died of a violent illness in Tanjiamu, and Ao Xianggong was at a loss for a while, so he bought half an acre of land near the Shuiyang River and buried him. After that, every time during the Qingming Festival, Gongying and his wife had to come to sweep the tomb and sacrifice the grave, and when Wenji Wenji grew up, the matter of sweeping the sacrifice was handed over to the two brothers, and Wenji swept the sacrifice more often, after all, he was the eldest son in the family.

Zhou Zhusi's tomb is close to the Shuiyang River, not far from the Tan family's wooden line, so Wen Ji and Yan Ling came on foot, and it was only a cup of tea.

It was getting late, the smoke and rain were blank, and the twilight was dark.

On the hillside of the river, in the smoke and light, there are three figures standing, like sculptures, as if they are not moving.

Yan Ling glimpsed from a distance, although he couldn't distinguish Wen Ji's figure, but a heart was already pounding, and the originally extremely fast steps suddenly became slow, as if stepping on cotton wool.

In a short time, the two of them had reached the bottom of the hillside of the river.

Wen Ji opened his mouth and called, "Big brother...... Sanbo ......"

The three figures suddenly heard the call and turned around.

One of the burly elders hurriedly said, "Second Son: Why are you here?"

This burly elder is none other than Hu San. After seeing him finish speaking, he came downhill, took the incense candle in Wen Ji's hand, and carried it to Zhou Yasi's grave and put it down.

"Sister Yan Ling must come here, so I brought her here. Wen Ji replied as he walked uphill.

"Sister Yan Ling, which Sister Yan Ling?" the scholar standing in front of the tombstone suddenly asked.

"Big brother, you have a good memory? These days, my mother has been mentioning it every day, have you forgotten?"

"Could it be the sister of Yan Ling who Tianzun took away, is she really back?" The scholar who spoke was none other than Wen Ji, the eldest prince of Tan Mansion, and his words were full of surprise.

"Exactly, big brother, look at ......," Wen Ji said happily, pointing down the slope with his finger.

Yan Ling walked behind slowly, and at this time he had already identified Wen Ji's figure, and was peeking at it, but when he saw Wen Ji wearing a white shirt, his figure was tall, and his face was handsome, he couldn't help but be happy and happy, like a sweet meal.

Just as she was distracted, Wen Ji had already come downhill, bowed and saluted: "Sister Yan Ling, you really came back, Wen Ji is polite." ”

Yan Ling suddenly heard Wenji's words, as if a fairy music had descended from heaven, and his heart was ecstatic, as if he had countless words to say, but he didn't know where to start, and finally he only said shyly: "Brother Jiji is polite." ”

"Aha...... This brother and sister are so affectionate!And I'm here!" Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from not far away, interrupting the words of the two, "Yan Ling, you are not dead yet, let my sister see if you are a little brighter?"

When Yan Lingwu was confused, a fragrant breeze blew beside him, and there was already a beautiful woman standing in front of him, but it was the third figure! It turned out that it was far away at the beginning, and Yan Ling didn't pay attention to it.

I saw that the beautiful woman's apricot eyes were staring at her, and she said: "Look at you: your face is black, your arms are thick, you can be as ugly as you want, how can you be worthy of Wenji!"