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At this time, a handsome man with long hair sat opposite an old man. On the stone table was not wine, but fine tea.

The fragrance of tea, wafting out of the teapot, is like the green mountain next to the old temple, giving people a kind of coolness.

The man holds up the teacup, his thumb and forefinger dragged under the teacup, and holds it in the air, drinking with it.

Hiss.

The man drank the tea in his mouth and inhaled slowly, the tea churning on the tip of his tongue. The aroma reverberates in the mouth.

Grunt.

After a while, he swallowed the tea in his mouth, sighed slightly, and said, "Tea is good tea, why not drink it more happily than wine." ”

"Hehe, Zhonglang, the key is here. The old man stretched out his withered finger and pointed to his heart.

This person is the Lang in the painting that Lin Jue said! The beautiful man who drank with him in the abyss.

The hair on his head parted in the middle, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, and his eyes were like stars. He has perfect cheeks that many women envy, and his skin is whiter than snow, but he is white and red, which is extraordinarily attractive. He has a straight nose and a small mouth, if you don't look carefully, you must think that it is a girl sitting here.

At this time, Lang frowned and lowered his head to think, and the old man did not pay attention to him, looking at the pine forest and grass next to him, while drinking tea.

"I don't understand the reason here, just why you shaved your hair and guarded this old temple in the first place. In the painting, Lang raised his head, his eyes were fixed on the old man, and he did not blink a minute. Most // fast // more // new // on // in the black // rock // pavilion

The old man sighed slightly and stood up from the stone bench. He avoided Lang's gaze and turned away, his hands behind his back.

The ring scar on the top of his head was extremely obvious, and at this time, it was shining.

"Wine can intoxicate people, tea can wake people. Tea is a hangover cure. Wine can relieve sorrows. In this world, there are always people who want to be awake, and there are always people who want to sleep. But the vast majority of people are living slowly in this half-dream-and-half-awake state. ”

"I shaved my hair for home, giving up all glory and just wanting to be a pure and sober person. And you, dissolute by nature, but chivalrous and soft-hearted, you are suitable to be the half-dreaming and half-awake person. ”

"What you want is different, and what you get is different. Go back, and don't tell them that I'm here, or you won't see me forever. After the old man said this, he stepped forward, leaving the stone table and walking towards the old temple.

In the painting, Lang looked at the direction of the old man's departure, stood up from the stone table, then knelt on the ground on his knees, and said to the old man's back: "Father"

The old man's hurried pace suddenly stopped. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and at this time, there were huge waves.

"It's been a long time since you've called me that, and I'm happy as a father. You go, go and do what you want to accomplish. The old man's tone was still very flat.

"Yes, if the child is still alive, he will definitely be with you among the green mountains, drinking tea and looking at the water, and purifying the world. In the painting, Lang's eyes were slightly red, and he looked a little reluctant.

The old man did not answer, he continued to take steps, and came to the gate of the old temple, he sighed and said, "Go." ”

Bang!

The stone door of the old temple gradually closed, and the figure disappeared. In the painting, Lang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then clenched his fists and left the place.

Birds chirp and white clouds shine. On the high platform of the old temple, the old man looked at the place where Lang left in the painting, and a crystal tear appeared in the corner of his eye.

Tears fell on the high platform and shattered into droplets, crystal clear and translucent.

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"The Imperial Garden is closed, all sins are released, and I don't know what happened to him now. Lin Jue muttered.

The old man who was transformed by the earth yin scroll said, "Who is he?"

When Lin Jue heard this, his expression was sudden, he respectfully saluted the old man, and then sat down on the side. He stretched out his right hand and held the cup, looked at the shaking wine and said: "His name is Lang in the painting, he once said that he drinks when he is happy, and drinks when he is sad." He used to speak ill of me, but he was genuine to me. ”

The old man lifted the wine, took a sip of it, and then poured it into his mouth, sighing: "With the painting as the surname and the Lang as the name, it's amazing." ”

"Could it be that he still has an unknown background?" Lin Jue asked in shock.

Jiyin Roll smiled slightly, and did not explain.

He put the wine to his lips and was about to drink it, when his wide ears trembled slightly, and he frowned and said, "Someone is coming." ”

The earth yin rolled into a semi-square mark, imprinted into the forehead of the little confusion, and turned into a totem!

For the sake of safety, he grabbed the fire beast core in the cave that was about to burn out in his hand, and gently pinched it to smash it.

As a result, there was no light in the cave, and it was plunged into total darkness.

"Meng'er, just now there is a fairy song fluttering in this area, and there is auspicious rising into the sky, there must be a treasure born!" a rough voice sounded.

"It's him, Mao Pengyi. Lin Jue said when he heard this.

At this time, although Jiang Meng'er's expression was still a little pale, it was already a lot ruddy. At this moment, she was holding Mao Pengyi's hand and walking here.

"Pengyi, I think many people have seen the scene just now, although we are the closest to this place to have the first opportunity, but we must not be reckless. Jiang Meng'er looked at Mao Pengyi and said.

"Meng'er don't worry, I naturally know, but let's come here, what if we meet a buried baby!" Mao Pengyi suddenly stopped and looked at Jiang Meng'er's eyes.

The moonlight was very soft, illuminating Jiang Meng'er's water-like eyes with tenderness. Mao Pengyi not only melted his heart at this moment, but the chest hair on his chest was arranged in the shape of a heart.

Seeing this, Jiang Meng'er covered her lips and teeth with her hands, and smiled shyly: "Your chest hair is really special!"

Mao Pengyi stretched out his palm, patted it on his chest, and said proudly: "Women are not sexy, look at the figure, men are not sexy, please look at my chest hair!"

After speaking, Mao Pengyi squinted his eyes and glanced at his chest, his chest hair began to swing from side to side, swaying up and down, and finally turned into a V-shape, slumped in front of his chest.

"Hate!" Jiang Meng'er flicked her arms and walked forward.

Hahaha

A hearty laugh sounded, and he said, "Meng'er, are you also impressed by me, just leave so shyly, don't go, let go of the branches, let me come!"

Mao Pengyi quickly walked forward, stretched out the branches for Jiang Meng'er, and made him move forward.

Inside the cave.

"Master, let's leave first, this cave doesn't seem to be very safe. ”

"Well, let's go"

Lin Jue picked up the sleeping little confused, put him in his arms, and came to the edge of the cave with him.

"Let's go!" Fan brushed away the dense green vines, went out of the hole first, and found that there was no trace of personnel, so he said to Lin Jue.

However, his complexion suddenly changed, and he retreated a few steps back and left the area where he was standing.

Rumble!

An arrow was silent, like a ghost, falling from the sky, blasting out a crater several feet away!

Another fireball struck from his back. Smoke billowed and burned the grass and trees. Leaning sideways, the fireball swept over his waist

At this moment, a long sword slashed from the sky, setting off bursts of cold light.

Seeing this, he snorted coldly, and a red light shot out of his eyes, and the red light turned into a long halberd in mid-air, colliding with the sword.

Then, he reached out and grasped it into a claw, and a red ball appeared in his hand. He smiled coldly and flung the red ball into the bushes.

A bright light rose from the darkness, and after a burst of explosion, debris flew and smoke flew everywhere.

"It's it!" said Lin in despair as the figure standing there cleared after the smoke cleared.