Chapter 347: The Swallow Returns to the Nest

At the foot of Huangshan Mountain in Anhui Province, in a small farmhouse courtyard, a young man wearing a plain robe and a scholar sat in front of the desk and carefully wrote four big characters on the rice paper. www.biquge.info The strange thing is that there are obviously electric lights in this study, but he didn't turn on them but lit two white candles to illuminate them, which makes people think about it, I don't know if he is using it to save electricity or have other uses.

After writing the four words, the young man gently put down the golden brush in his hand, stood up and stretched. At this time, the door of the study was knocked open in various ways, and a woman in a flower dress stumbled into the study, and then sat down on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the young man with concern after carefully looking at the pale woman in the flower dress.

"I've missed!" the woman in the flower dress said in a deep voice, hanging her head.

"That kid has come to this realm?" asked the young man with an incredulous expression.

"It's not him!

"Little girl, which girl has this ability!" Listening to the words of the woman in the flower dress, the young man became even more curious.

"A little girl, with that peachwood sword!" replied Hua Yi viciously.

"Are you talking about the peachwood sword back then?" the young scholar's eyes immediately widened when he heard this.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, you broke that peachwood sword with your own hands, right? How could it be? Are there two of them?" Hua Yi asked suspiciously.

"This peachwood sword was given to him by me, it is unique, he used this peachwood sword to hurt your daughter, I did break it with my own hands, and somehow it reappeared in the world, I was negligent!" the scholar said apologetically after thinking for a while.

"You say, could it be that guy showing up? At this time, the woman in the flower dress suddenly stood up and said.

"Yes, it's possible! If he really appeared, then you won't have nothing to gain from this trip! This injury will not be in vain!" said the scholar, retracting his thoughts.

"Well, however, I have been hit by such a sword, and I don't know when I will get better, and I am afraid that I will not be able to help you in the future!" Hua Yi looked at the scholar and said sadly.

"Yan'er, you have done enough for me, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have died a tragic death, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have become a lonely ghost trapped in this world, all the reasons are me, it's me who can't stand you!" the scholar took the hand of the woman in the flower dress and said softly.

"Don't mention the past, besides, I'm not lonely with you for hundreds of years, I'm not a lonely ghost!" said the woman in the flower dress and gently covered the scholar's mouth.

"Well, you rest first, I'll find you something to replenish the essence!" the scholar said, and after helping the woman in the flower dress to sit down, he walked out of the study, left the small courtyard, and slowly walked into the small village not far from here.

After entering the village, the scholar counted the house numbers, stopped when he reached the eighth house, then stepped forward and shook out a key from his sleeve, picked out one of them, and unlocked the door. Then, push the door and enter. The room was crowded with unkempt people, everyone was chained to the wall by heavy chains, and when they saw the scholars who walked in, their eyes showed fear.

"That's you!" the scholar circled around and stopped in front of a younger, muscular man. Judging by this man's outfit, he should be a tourist from a big city.

After hearing the scholar's words, the man glanced up at the scholar, his eyes were full of hatred, but he didn't say a word. He had been locked up in this room for three months, and he had resisted watching the woman in the flower dress take away his parents, wife and children, but he could not do anything about it, and after repeating it again and again. He knew that something had happened to his family, and his only thought was that he could be taken away sooner, no matter what would happen after being taken away, at least it would be a relief, at least to be reunited with his family.

The scholar stepped forward, unchained him, and then lifted him from the ground and pushed him out of the room.

"Who are you, why are you doing this!" As the scholar locked the door, the man finally had the courage to ask what he had always wanted to ask.

"We are not people, we have not been for a long time!" the scholar shook his head and said coldly.

"No, it's not human...... the man was shocked, with a ghost-like expression on his face, but he did see a ghost this time.

"No, no, let's go, don't waste time. Don't try to run now, don't waste your time, I've been in this place for hundreds of years, and no one has ever escaped!" said the scholar with a gloomy face, and then reached out and pushed the man, who staggered forward, his mind blank. After a while, they arrived at the small courtyard of the farmhouse where the scholar and the woman in the flower clothes lived.

"Yan'er, I'm back, this kid is strong and strong, and he is willing to give you a lot of essence!" The scholar brought the man into the study, and the woman in the flower dress was still sitting on the chair in the study, but her face was even more ugly than just now.

"Qingfeng, you let him go, let all the people in the village go! I know how badly I was injured, and no matter how much I sucked the essence of many people, I couldn't recover! In the past few hundred years, we have harmed too many people, I don't want to go on like this!" Hua Yi shook her head and said weakly.

"No, no, you'll be fine, Yan'er! Quick, suck this kid!" said the scholar, shaking his head vigorously, and then slapped the man on the back, and the man fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Qingfeng, why are you so bothered! I really don't have much time, I can feel it myself!" the woman in the flower dress got up, grabbed the scholar, and said with a rainy heart.

"No! no way!" the scholar broke free from the woman's hand and roared almost madly, "I'm going to get that dead fat man back, he must have a way to cure you!"

"You can't go! If you go, your identity will be exposed, and you will be very dangerous!" Huayi said in an almost pleading tone, tugging at the corner of the scholar's clothes.

"I can't care so much, I've been hiding for thousands of years, if I hadn't met you, I would have accepted my fate six hundred years ago, and now you are the most important thing!

"I don't want to see you like this, Qingfeng, I just want you to be good and continue what you have held on to for thousands of years!

"I ......" The scholar sat on the ground, wanting to speak and stopping, and the woman in the flower dress snuggled in his arms, looking silent.

"Let's go!" said the scholar to his feet after a long time, and said to the man.

The man looked up at the scholar and remained motionless, as if suspecting that he had misheard.

"Take them with you, let's go!" the scholar tossed the key in his sleeve to the man, and then took the woman in the flower dress by the hand and left. The man picked up the key and left in a hurry.

That night, a scholar led a woman in a flower dress and slowly climbed to the top of the Yellow Mountain, and the woman in the flower dress snuggled in the scholar's arms and slowly closed her eyes.

In a small village at the foot of the mountain, a man opened all the doors of the houses and fled with more than 200 prisoners, but before he could leave the village, he was stopped by an old man armed with a black steel knife, and none of them were spared.

Afterwards, the old man jumped into the river outside the village with a steel knife, leaving a sentence: "Everything that should be done has been done, and it is time to end the sins of this life!" )