Somehow, Xiao Zhang suddenly thought of the dark landscape folding fan, and the world above the fan was also colorless, just like the world in front of him.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Zhang asked, but no one answered, turned around and looked back, only to find that the aunt was long gone, and she didn't know where she went.

At the same time, he found that the thatched hut behind him was gone, replaced by a simple and elegant three-story pavilion, and this three-story pavilion, including the place where Xiao Zhang stood, was located on the top of a lonely peak.

Where Xiao Zhang was, one step further was an abyss, and there were even gray-white clouds floating under his feet.

"Could it be that this is the second floor of the thatched cottage?" Xiao Zhang said this, and he didn't know who he was asking, so let's take it as self-talk.

However, a voice came from the attic: "Yes, the high disciple has passed through the second gate and entered the second floor of the thatched hall. ”

Xiao Zhang followed the prestige, and saw that in the corridor on the second floor of the attic, there was a person standing, that person was dressed as a waiter, but his appearance was like a humble scholar, who was not Zhuge a close attendant?

"This is the second floor of the cottage?" Xiao Zhang asked casually.

Zhuge smiled and said, "Exactly." ”

"Why is everything here black and white?" this is Xiao Zhang's biggest question.

Zhuge shook his head and sighed: "Because the world is dark and without brilliance. ”

"What does this have to do with the Grass Hall?" Xiao Zhang wondered, "Isn't the Grass Hall a paradise?"

Zhuge said: "The thatched cottage cares about the world and takes the maintenance of the world as its own responsibility, so the thatched cottage is the world, and the world is the thatched cottage." ”

Xiao Zhang immediately made a silent action: "This kind of thing can't be said nonsense, if it reaches the emperor's ears, he won't copy your grass hall." ”

"Hahahaha...... Zhuge squire laughed, with disdain in his laughter, "The world of the grass hall is not the emperor's world, there is no conflict between the two, and there is nothing in common." ”

Xiao Zhang didn't understand, and didn't want to understand, this kind of too "philosophical" question, but asked: "How do I feel, this is a bit like a scene in a dark landscape folding fan?"

Zhuge smiled heartily and said, "Sure enough, it is Zhuge Gao's disciple, which is extraordinary, and he can see the mystery at a glance." As you said, the world in front of you is the world in the dark landscape, the second world of the thatched cottage. ”

Although he was a little mentally prepared, Xiao Zhang was still extremely surprised: "This is also amazing, right?"

Zhuge said with a smile: "What's even more amazing is that the dark landscape is painted by Mr. Zhuge himself, one person, a pen, can draw a world, Mr. Zhuge The title of the first saint is well deserved!"

"Damn!" Xiao Zhang was shocked, "You mean, this world is Zhuge Lao...... Sir's drawing?"

"Hehehehe......" Zhuge didn't answer Xiao Zhang, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone." ”

Xiao Zhang then remembered that he had come to find Lan Xiang, and hurriedly asked, "Are you going to see Xiang'er?"

Zhuge said with a smile: "All in all, it is a person you want to meet." With that, he floated up and flew away from the summit into the gray mist.

Xiao Zhang also hurriedly flew up and followed.

Bird's-eye view from the sky, although the clouds are misty, a little like the haze of the previous life, Xiao Zhang can still see the magnificent scenery under him, there are mountains, rivers and plains, there are too many things that cannot be shown in the dark landscape folding fan, after all, the folding fan is very small, like a small flat panel display, it is impossible to show the whole world.

At the same time, Xiao Zhang was also amazed, such a vast world could be drawn by Zhuge Laogou, which was even more powerful than the magic pen Ma Liang, and the mana was unimaginably powerful.

No wonder the emperor can't kill Zhuge Old Dog, looking at this, the emperor may never be able to defeat him.

I don't know how long I flew, Zhuge fell to the top of a mountain peak, and Xiao Zhang also fell, and in the gray "haze", there was a simple thatched house sitting on the peak.

This thatched hut looks even more simple than Lanxiang's, but the owner is very careful and keeps the thatched hut very neat, although it is simple, there is no trace of clutter.

As soon as he saw the thatched hut, Xiao Zhang immediately remembered Lan Xiang, so he rushed into the thatched hut without waiting for Zhuge to say anything, the space in the thatched hut was not large, but it gave people an inexplicable feeling of sudden enlightenment, maybe there was no suffocating depression in the house, and the haze everywhere.

There is only one hut, and a person sits quietly on a straw mat in the hut, his eyes closed, not moving, like a statue.

This person is not Lan Xiang, but he is indeed the person Xiao Zhang wants to see.

"Master Zhang!" Xiao Zhang blurted out in surprise.

Yes, this person is the saint Zhang Wu.

Since he parted from the Houyi clan back then, Xiao Zhang has never seen Zhang Wu again, and he also has a lot of questions to ask Zhang Wu, because he knows that no matter what kind of problem, he will always find the answer here in Zhang Wu.

Zhuge stood outside the door, smiling slightly, his figure became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared.

Hearing Xiao Zhang's voice, Zhang Wu slowly opened his eyes and said, "It turned out to be Zhuge Gao's disciple, Zhang Mou has lost his welcome and disrespect." ”

is still the voice with a slight vicissitudes of life, or the unhurried tone, Zhang Wu seems to be full of mystery.

However, Xiao Zhang felt that Zhang Wu called himself very awkwardly, you must know that Zhang Wu was his father Xiao Zhantian's master, so in terms of generation, Zhang Wu was his ancestor.

However, at the same time, Zhang Wu desperately hoped to become Zhuge Ming's disciple, although this wish could never be realized, he had already subconsciously regarded himself as Zhuge Ming's disciple.

Although this is just Zhang Wu's imagination, Xiao Zhang must also respect this crazy "Zhuge fan", if according to this seniority, Xiao Zhang has become Zhang Wu's senior brother again......

It's a bit messy!

But all in all, Zhang Wu is old after all, and he is a saint, Xiao Zhang still has to use "Master Zhang" to call Zhang Wu, although Zhang Wu has never admitted it, but he has not objected, and at the same time insists on calling Xiao Zhang a Zhuge disciple.

Shaking his head vigorously, Xiao Zhang put aside all these boring twists and turns, and then asked, "Master Zhang, why are you in the second gate of the grass hall? You are also a protégé of the grass hall?"

Zhang Wu smiled slightly: "Lao Yu was a protégé of the grass hall many years ago, and he can't be Mr. Zhuge 's disciple, and Lao Yu has to become Mr. Zhuge 's protégé." ”

Xiao Zhang had to admire Zhang Wu's admiration for Zhuge Ming, and then bowed and said: "Xiao Zhang happens to have some difficult questions, since I am fortunate to meet Master Zhang, then I have to ask for advice." ”

Zhang Wu said with a smile: "Zhuge disciples don't have to be polite. ”

(End of chapter)