For a whole morning, this kind old grandfather kept talking. Lang Yu also roughly knew some of his experiences in this village, no wonder Uncle Gamble was so happy to see him wake up, it turned out to be someone so close to his family.

Then Grandpa Gu took Lang Yu into the houses of the ancient compound, especially in the "Hall of Mercy and Grace", he saw the statue of his mother, which was carved well, and it was quite lifelike.

Passing through the corner gate of the compound, there is the backyard, directly opposite is the ancestral hall of the Gu family, in the middle of the patio is a circular rockery pool, the east chamber is the room of the ancient grandfather, and the west chamber opposite is the residence of Gu Lei and his mother. Gu Lei's mother, Mu Qiurou, is a delicate woman, and her pale cyan robe makes her sassy and heroic.

Lang Yu also found that there seemed to be an atmosphere of practicing martial arts in this village, whether it was Gu Lei, Grandpa Gu, Mu Qiurou in front of him, and even those adults and children in the village, there was a unique atmosphere of martial arts.

For Mu Qiurou's surprise and enthusiasm for himself, Langyu has been able to accept it. But with the heart of a mature man, it is really a pain to be pinched by such a delicate woman.

The beautiful Aunt Mu is naturally most concerned about Lang Yu's speech. Under her guidance, Lang Yu had to rack his brains again to hold back a few unfamiliar words. The anxious Aunt Mu was always dissatisfied, but fortunately, Grandpa Gu reminded her a few times not to make the child anxious, and Aunt Mu asked with joy whether Lang Yu had eaten? Then he complained: "Gu Lei, this bastard boy, don't tell me." Xiaoyu, you must be hungry, blame my old man. Lang Yu shook his head. Bathing in such an atmosphere makes Langyu feel a warmth that has never been felt before. Let's go to which village to stay in which shop, and which mountain to sing which song. Since I have become a little bit in this life, let's start over from this little bit again. In short, I am no longer lonely, but I don't have the sloppy old man of the master.

The lunch was served in a small but elaborate hall in the front yard, which was quite spacious. After walking through the screen in front of the door, there is a long table of more than five meters, the moon is sandalwood, the light can be seen, and several plates of various fruits have been placed on the table. Mu Qiurou sent Lang Yu to the house to wait, and then hurriedly went to the kitchen, saying that she must cook a dish for Lang Yu herself.

Langyu has also been to this house before, this is the meeting hall of the ancient clan, solemn and elegant, but there are not many furnishings. There are a few more chairs around the table than before, four sets of backrest chairs and a coffee table in the box. I think it was added separately for lunch. The two compartments are six gold-lacquered pillars more than three feet thick, and several potted plants more than one meter high are dotted between them. Directly in front is a group of carved antique four back screens on both sides, in the center is a hanging painting scroll, no seal, no payment, the texture is like paper like silk. Maybe it's been a little mottled over time. There is only one dragon flying and phoenix dancing in the painting, and the iron painting is painted with gold hook in burnt lacquer ink. The circle between the strokes is like a broken bow, as fast as thunder, and there is a state of cangsang strength. I don't know what kind of pen and ink it was made, it is indeed imposing, but Langyu doesn't recognize it.

In front of the scroll is an ink-colored table, on which is a purple sheath sword. There is nothing special, the only thing that makes Lang Yu curious is the calligraphy and painting.

Is this the word of the world? It's like cursive. Thinking that he would also learn the world character in the future, Lang Yu couldn't help but unconsciously figure out the cross-cutting ups and downs between the various strokes of that character.

His eyes wandered between the strokes, but unconsciously, he felt a golden star faintly lit up in the middle of the word. Gradually, there were stars one by one, as if the words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance also floated, and after a while, it turned into a sitting human figure. The human-shaped characters wrapped in dense star dots only stayed for a moment, then contracted rapidly, and seemed to retreat into the distance. Langyu's eyes were long gone, but he was standing in a place that seemed to be endless. Ten thousand silver stars dot the night sky. A middle-aged man in a cyan robe seemed to be about to ascend to the sky. The figure was shrouded in a faint purple glow, a little blurry, and the face could not be seen clearly. But the figure under the silver hair flying invisibly shows the depressing posture of looking down on all beings.

The middle-aged man held a long sword in his hand, and there was a red dragon coiled between the two blades. After a moment of silence, the silver-haired man slowly raised his head and tilted his head to look at the sky. Lang Yu could feel that his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate into the distance, beyond the limits of time and space. It's Luomo, it's reminiscence, it's helplessness, the meaning of that kind of look Lang Yu can't be summed up in words for a while.

The silver-haired, green-clothed hunting figure wiped the blade of the sword with his fingers, and the tip of the sword was raised. A golden arc of lightning burst out from between his fingers, coiling around the blade of the sword like a dragon going out to sea, reflecting the golden color of the sword body. The figure glanced at the starry sky in front of him, and slowly glanced at Lang Yu. As if to penetrate the soul of a person, there is a majesty and domineering between the eyebrows. Then he took the sword trick in his left hand, took a wrong step under his feet, and without saying a word, he waved it alone as if no one was around.

It's like a sword technique, and it's like it's doing words. The movement began slowly, and then gradually brought up the Dao sword, and there was no trace of the sword in Lang Yu's eyes. The shape of the middle-aged man has also become ethereal, sometimes thousands of miles away, sometimes close at hand. The swaying sword qi brought out all kinds of brilliance, intertwined into flickering fire and light snakes, and converged into a hell of thunder and lightning, enveloping the middle-aged man's body, causing the entire space to stir up for a while.

For most of the hour, Lang Yu's eyes only saw light bursting out, and he could see what tricks he could see. "Hiss-" Lang Yu couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, he was good at speed. But I didn't expect Kuaishou to really be able to speed up to such an extent.

Suddenly, the sword qi dissipated, and only the starry sky was still trembling. When Lang Yu came back to his senses, the middle-aged man in the green shirt was looking at Lang Yu indifferently, with the sword behind him, as if waiting for something. Lang Yu only had time to calm down after a while, but the man came out with a sword again. The purple light circulating on the sword body was like lightning and condensed two feet in front of the tip of the sword, bursting into a blazing light, like a dragon lightning tearing through the night sky and rushing towards Lang Yu. As far as the brilliance reaches, the stars are gone.

"Ahh Such a crisis, this life is absolutely unique, even the deadly knife in the previous life is far less. The scene that can really make Lang Yu exclaim in surprise is the only one in this life and his previous life. Lang Yu has no doubt that as long as the light is swept away, it is definitely the kind that is wiped out, and there is not even a little scum left.

"Xiaoyu. ”

"Brother!"

His ears were awakened by two calls. Lang Yu shook his head violently, cold sweat broke out. When I looked at it again, the dazzling sword was long gone, and it was still just a word with an iron painting and a golden hook.

Is it a hallucination? Lang Yu touched his nose, the painting was a little strange.

Just now, it seemed that in an instant, his entire soul was sucked into the scroll. It's so weird!

Lang Yu hurriedly looked away, and secretly looked around, but fortunately no one noticed, he had been feeling for a long time, in fact, the dissolution of the soul was only a moment.

When you hear the voice, you don't have to look to know who it is. It was Yueyue and Gu Lei who ran in, and the two little hairy children were so excited today that they didn't even say hello, they picked up Lang Yu and left. was seen by the two grandfathers who had just come out of the back hall, Grandpa Gu just looked at it and smiled slightly, and Uncle Gamble was also touching his short beard and his jaw, which was very pleased.

"Slow down, you guys. "Dressed in a white shirt, almost full of arms.

"Auntie, hehe, I'll lead Brother Yu to see something. Be back soon. Gu Lei scratched his ears, and Yueyue smiled and pulled Lang Yu aside. It was Langyu's mother Lu Xueying who came.

"Pharmacist Lu, please come in, children, let them be, hehe. At this time, Grandpa Gu and Uncle Gamble turned out of the screen.

"Patriarch Gu, you don't have to be polite, I told you a long time ago, just call me Xue Ying. Lu Xueying bowed slightly. The three of them took advantage of the time they were talking, and they slipped away early in the morning.

"Sister Lu. Mu Qiurou also heard the sound and walked in, and said angrily: "My sister is quiet, and she usually doesn't come to our hospital, this time Yu'er is fine, and she will live in this village in the future." Move those medicinal herbs over, the medicinal fragrance on my sister's body is clear, if I am bathed in the medicinal fragrance and cultivate, maybe I can advance to the warrior earlier?"

"My sister can come to me to practice at any time, and now I don't worry about Yu'er anymore. If my sister goes, my sister can also ask her sister about her piano skills. As he spoke, the people entered the hall, and the guests sat down, and the servants served tea.

Lu Xueying came here at the invitation of Gu Mo, the patriarch of the ancient family, although she only lived at the foot of the mountain two miles away in the past three years, she rarely came to the village. When I came to this ancient village three years ago, I wanted to live in seclusion here, to recuperate for Langyu, and to leave here when Langyu woke up. If it weren't for Gu Mo's invitation, Lu Xueying would have planned to come and bid farewell to the patriarch in a few days, but now that she is here, Lu Xueying will also say to the ancient patriarch.

When the servant retreated, Lu Xueying stood up and waved at Grandpa Gu: "Patriarch Gu, Xue Ying is grateful to you for taking care of our family in the past few years, so that Yu'er recovered so quickly, we have written down this kindness ,......" Patriarch Gu also quickly stood up and said, "Pharmacist Lu, sit, sit, sit down and say." Lu: Ah, Xue Ying, you said that made my old man embarrassed. Although I am the patriarch, you also know that our ancient clan is not the same as before, and it is all thanks to your help that saved our clan. In the past few years, the tribesmen have been hunting and collecting medicine in the Heimu Forest, and their lives have also improved a lot, mainly because the casualties have been reduced a lot. These are all the credits of you and Elder Gan, and the clansmen have all taken them to heart, but I am ashamed to say it. I invite you to come today, one is to congratulate Yu'er on his recovery, and the other is to discuss some things with you, the two clan elders will be here in a while, what are the requirements, as long as we can do it, you just mention it. If you are grateful, my ancient clan really dare not be. It seemed that the old man was a little excited, and his voice was a little shaky.