The three of Qing Ming followed Wei Chang and left the restaurant under the envious eyes of everyone.

Don't look at Chunfeng Lou is just a restaurant, if you carefully walk up from top to bottom and find that this so-called restaurant is really outrageous.

The three of them didn't say a word, and followed Wei Chang in a circled way towards a place away from the crowd.

When they walked through the narrow staircase and appeared in front of a long corridor, the scene in front of them did not even bother to look at it a few more times.

This nearly 100-meter corridor leads to the depths of the sea like a link suspended in the sea, and not far from each side is a cliff of 100 feet high.

A line of sea tide and a line of sky, while sighing at the magic of nature, it can't help but remind people of Wang Yuebu's "Spring Breeze Building Preface".

Autumn water, the long sky is colinear, the waves fly up and lap the shore, splashing countless waves as dazzling as pearls.

The water and sky are the same color, the same blue and white.

Occasionally, a few birds hovered across the sea, picking up fish larger than themselves before flying high into the air.

The sea surface is flat and the shore is wide under the shimmering water.

What a clever picture of the sea and the sky.

The three people present finally knew why Wang Yuebu was able to write such a wonderful poem.

That's what heaven and earth do, but when mortals come here, they will inevitably be assimilated by the scene in front of them, and they will be imperceptibly deeply affected.

The little bit of hidden human pickle in my heart will also be washed away.

Looking at the three Qingming who stood still, Wei Chang just smiled slightly.

"Just now we were in the main building of the Chunfeng Building, and now we are only going to the logistics in the Chunfeng Building

Part, let's go!"

The three of them turned their heads and looked at it, and couldn't help but be shocked again, it turned out that Chunfeng Building was a restaurant built on a cliff.

If they just stay outside the building, they will definitely not see the true face of the building.

But the "logistics" they are going to is a five-story hilltop drum tower built on the sea that does not belong to the main building.

It's not so much the logistics part of this Chunfeng Building as Wei Chang's private residence in this building.

A few people came to the drum tower through the corridor that spanned a hundred meters across the cliff, and then they entered one of the floors, and the light immediately became dim and difficult to see.

The space in this floor is not big or small, and in general, it is within a reasonable sensory range.

Standing in the middle of them was a tall stone monument, three feet high, and a beam of light hit the stone tablet just right from the top of the building.

"This is Wang Yuebu's "Spring Breeze House Preface"!" Wei Chang turned his head to the three of them.

Qing Ming was the first to walk under the stone tablet unconsciously, and looked up at the words on the stone tablet, which were carved in block letters, and the handwriting strokes all revealed a trace of vicissitudes and grandeur.

This is the real handiwork, Qing Ming looked at the demeanor of everyone projected between the lines, and was sure that this was indeed the "Spring Breeze Building Preface" written by Wang Yuebu back then.

Song Xuan and Han Fei walked to Qing Ming's side.

The two of them also stared at the Chinese characters of the stele, as if there was a kind of magic that made them unable to take their eyes off.

"I seem to have seen the fight of the Jin Ge Iron Horse under the yellow sand!" Song Xuan sighed.

"I saw the mountain in my hometown hidden in the forbidden land of the family!" a smile appeared on the corner of Han Fei's mouth.

Qing Ming himself felt that he was standing on the vast sea, the sea waves at this time were calm, but the momentary kung fu was instantly turbulent, and then the thunderclouds were indeed rolling in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the Changting Continent of his childhood, and saw the middle-aged man sitting under the pavilion playing chess leisurely.

"Master!"

When Qing Ming was about to run over, the middle-aged man was gone, and the entire Changting Continent was instantly replaced by a fiery red, which was like a phoenix flower blooming in Manchuria in autumn.

It's just that the red of the phoenix flower can't match the red of this firelight.

Suddenly, a hot and dry heat instantly filled Qing Ming's entire body, making him shake.

"It's not good, I've been hit!" When he was about to pull away Song Xuan and Han Fei, who were still wandering around him, there was a shock under his feet, and the three of them fell down in unison.

Wei Chang, who had stood at the door from beginning to end and had never stepped into the room, had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Three, let's go down and accompany your senior brothers!"

"Isn't Shengyuan Academy amazing?how you treated me back then, and how I treat your students now!" Wei Chang muttered to himself fiercely.

The merchant who had previously said that he respected the Shengyuan Academy bared his fangs at this time.

By the time he walked back to the side of the Chunfeng Tower, the so-called logistics place of Wei Chang had gradually submerged below sea level at this time.

After digesting the corpses of the trio, it will reappear, waiting for its next prey......

I don't know how long it has been falling, Qing Ming only felt that the things on both sides were rising rapidly, and just as he wanted to release his spiritual power to stop the descending figure, he suddenly found that his whole body was weak and weak, as if he had been hit by some invisible poison.

After a while, the feeling of his feet touching the ground suddenly came to me.

There was also a scream of pain in his ears, it was Han Fei's voice.

"Oops, my ass!"

I saw Han Fei sit on the ground with his buttocks, and fortunately, Qing Ming and Song Xuan pulled him on the shoulders left and right, which slowed down his descending posture by half, otherwise he would not have just screamed in pain at this time.

Song Xuan also had a premonition that they might have been calculated the moment he fell, but it was too late, and his spiritual power was also limited by some kind of power.

"At the beginning, I thought that Wei Chang must be uneasy and kind! As soon as we came, he knew our identity, and he talked directly to our table!"

"I thought it was some shit that we walked at this table to get the favor of this landlord, harm... I didn't expect it to be a wolf!"

"I've already kept an eye on it, but I didn't expect it to be his way!"

After Song Xuan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Qing Ming and said, "Do you have a grudge against him?"

Qing Ming was puzzled.

"I don't have the impression of this person in my mind, but maybe, my brain was uncontrollable for a while, and maybe there was such an enemy!"

Qing Jing thought for a moment and couldn't figure out if he had seen Wei Chang.

"Hey, a person who seems so kind is such a vicious person in the end!" Han Fei scratched his head and said.

"No wonder when I went down the mountain, my mother told me to be careful of the people on the rivers and lakes, what to say that I know people and faces, but I don't know my heart, the more I am kind to you compared to the people, the more I have a plan for you, I was confused at first, but now I finally understand my mother's words!"

Song Xuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "It's okay, after a few more experiences, you will understand completely!"

"But it's strange to say, the rubbing on the stone tablet is really Wang Yuebu's authentic handiwork?"

Qing Ming nodded.

"That stele is really magical, it actually let me see the forbidden mountain of my family!"

"I've also seen a lot of people and things that I can't see!" Song Xuan said after Han Fei's words.

Qing Ming frowned.

"We are all on Wei Changdao, and the scene we saw just now is the same principle as the incomplete twisted staircase building we saw earlier outside the Chunfeng Tower. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it must be the mirage of the name of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Technique"

"That Wei Chang who said that he was just an ordinary businessman is not simple, the spiritual power in our body leaked out, presumably he was mixed with Gu magic in the mirage!"

"He's a Gu and mirage master!"

Song Xuan also restrained his smile at this time.

"If you can use a thousand-year-old authentic work as bait, then Wei Chang really has a good price!" Song Xuan sighed.