Leaving Xixia Island and crossing the Luohai Sea, Su Guyi did not fly to Yuluo Mountain, but wandered in Qizhou, Jizhou and other places full of mountains and rivers in the east, lingering for three days, and finally failed to find her childhood growth place - Wutong Town. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, there was no spirit rune body, she was always cautious, thinking that one day she would earn more gold beads, and get more spirit runes, and she would have one more chance to enter the mortal world to save her life, and now she has become a rune refiner, and she is no longer short of spirit runes, and it is time to take advantage of this opportunity, but this dust is broken.

It has only been a few days since the speaker traveled back and forth in the East Pole, but how could it be as easy as his mouth to find the tiny Wutong Town among hundreds of towns and villages.

Su Guyi drove the flying crane, passed through the heavy mountain, and saw the sunset slanting westward, and there was a sense of helplessness in her heart, even though she had the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining, but at this time, she had more than enough strength in her heart.

As she pondered her resting place, she saw a large bare wood, the light brown and white trunks of which were strong and strong, and she was shocked by the mere glance.

Chinese parasol tree!

Sitting on the back of the crane, she looked at the mountains, tall sycamores rose from the ground, the brown and yellow and white torsos were thick and strong, and the rhizomes were close to the soil on the ground, extending to the foot of the mountain, and the old Uwa could be faintly seen......

She took a deep breath and held back the shock in her heart, unable to take her eyes off the faint roof tiles for a long time.

After a long time, the remnant sun ended, and only the golden afterglow remained, and she fell the flying crane among the trees at the foot of Wutong Mountain, and walked forward step by step, stepping on the land that had not returned for three years.

The houses in the town are scattered, the voices of people are shallow, and everything is still the same as when it was young, as if it has not changed, but it seems to have changed a little.

As soon as she stepped at the gate of the town, a young man of eleven or twelve, holding an oiled paper bag in his hand, hurried past her, brought a gust of cold wind, ran to a house on the corner of the street, suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head and glanced at her.

The boy was a head shorter than her, wearing a short gray jacket with a layer of ash on his dark blue trouser legs and knees, Su Guyi noticed that he looked over, and felt slightly kind, so he showed a kind smile.

The boy blinked, his face turned abrupt, he turned his head and ran away, rushed into the house facing the street, and at last poked his head out to take one last look, and with a "boom", he shrank behind the door again, and closed the door, leaving a crack the thickness of a thumb.

In the crack of the door, something flickered and flickered.

Su Guyi smiled lightly and walked forward calmly.

She didn't notice it herself, even if her aura was restrained, at this time she had a smart and leisurely demeanor, her skin was white and transparent, her appearance was pure and beautiful, and she looked extremely outstanding, and it was really rare to see a few in the dust, let alone in this small Wutong town.

At this time, the sky was sinking, and the streets and alleys were deserted, except for a few figures in a hurry, and the sound of babbling doors could be heard as usual.

The Immortal Temple stood quietly at the entrance of the town, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Compared with three years ago, the temple is even more dilapidated, the temple door is hidden, and the candles inside are not lit, quiet.

Such a scene made Su Guyi's heart unsure, she groaned a little and pushed open the temple door and entered, there was a statue of an immortal in front of the inner hall, an offering table below, an unlit oil lamp on the table, everything was the same as before.

She was in a trance, when she suddenly heard an exclamation behind her: "Ah!"

This was followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Su Guyi turned around and took a look, only to see a little girl staring at her with wide eyes.

"Y-Who are you?"

She was about to answer when a helpless word came from outside, saying, "Zhidong, you are careless again." ”

As soon as he entered the house, he first looked at the bamboo basket at the feet of the little girl and sighed, and then noticed that something was wrong, and looked into the house along the other party's inside.

Su Guyi's eyes were bright, more dazzling than the stars in the sky, she looked at the man fixedly, and said slowly: "Dao Chief...... It's me. ”

Zhang Daochang was stunned at first, and then the whole person began to tremble, he looked at Su Guyi standing in the room in shock, and it took a long time to find his voice, and said excitedly: "You are Gu ...... You're not ......."

He couldn't believe it.

After three years, Zhang Daochang is a little older, but it is still good, Su Guyi's worries, guilt, and expectations all fell into her heart at this time, and she quietly fell silent, she exhaled, and felt that her whole body was much more relaxed.

She wanted to say something.

How have you been doing for the past few years?

How does the incense in the temple live?

I was very good with Hua Rujin, and I also worshiped the fairy gate.

You don't have to worry about us anymore.

……

Words like these slipped around in her heart, and in the end, she still didn't say a word.

On the side, the little girl opened her eyes, stared at Su Guyi, turned her head to look at Zhang Daochang, and couldn't help but whisper: "Dao Chief?"

Zhang Daochang suddenly came back to his senses, and there seemed to be a star of water in the corner of his eye.