There is a mountain named Wulao Mountain on the Central Plains, the mountain peaks stretch for thousands of miles, the trees are lush, there are occasional spiritual things to grow, the stream is murmuring, there are clouds and mist entwined in the mountains all the year round, and the view is like a fairyland.

There are villages built on the mountain, as the saying goes, rely on the mountain to eat the mountain and rely on the water to drink, and the people in the mountain often go into the mountain to hunt and collect medicine, so as to make a living. It's just strange that the deeper the villagers go into the mountains, the thicker the clouds and mist become, and they will always lose their way, and when they get dizzy, they finally get out of the clouds, only to find that they have gone around to the bottom of the mountain. No one has ever seen what it looks like in the mountains. Later, there were rumors that the cloud and mist were the dwellings of the immortals, and ordinary people were naturally not allowed to enter.

In fact, there is no so-called Taoist immortal in Wulao Mountain, some are just a large-scale Taoist temple, self-contained, called Wulao School, the head of the sect and other Taoist masters practice all the year round, the Tao is quite profound, the spell is strong, in order to avoid being disturbed by ordinary people, so in this mountain to set up a mystery barrier, ordinary people can not enter.

At noon on this day, the sun is scorching, even the cicadas in the mountains are much weaker, many disciples up and down the temple are meditating and contemplating, a quiet silence, only at the mountain gate there are two frugally dressed disciples holding brooms and hiding in the shade to enjoy the coolness.

"Hey, senior brother, have you heard, not long ago, the young man who was brought back by the real person in charge of the sect woke up, and the real person saw that he was quite perceptive, and he had decided to accept him as a closed disciple, and in three days, the altar will be opened, and the apprenticeship ceremony will be held, and the apprentice will be officially accepted." I watched the younger disciple wipe the sweat from his face with his sleeve, raised his head and squinted at the sky, sharing the latest news with the people around him.

"Hmm." The other person was lying down, but Wen Yan took away the arm covering his face and sat up slowly, revealing an angular face. He reached out and touched his waist, took out a wine gourd, shook it twice and threw it on his junior brother's body, "I remember that tomorrow is the day when you go down the mountain to buy, remember to help me get some wine and come back." ”

"Huh? Senior Brother Yang, are you going to drink again? Liu Yan scratched his head and looked embarrassed, "The disciples in the mountains must strictly abide by the rules and precepts and must not drink alcohol, so you are not afraid of being discovered by the master?" ”

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, who will know." Yang Yu hooked her lips lazily and smiled.

Occasionally, a songbird flew by in the sky, as if it had a water mark on the water, and in a blink of an eye, there was no trace.

It's been a year and a half, and it's been a year and a half since he came to this world, but Su Yi is still nowhere to be seen. If you ask the system, the system only says that it's going to be fast, let him wait patiently here, and refuse to squeak if he asks again.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, Liu Yan looked back, and a spirit hurriedly stood up and said respectfully: "The disciple has seen the senior brother." ”

Standing not far behind them was a young man who seemed quite weak, wearing a blue and white robe on his thin body, looking empty, the young man's eyebrows and eyes were pale, slightly thin and indifferent. The disciples in the Sanqing Temple are divided into formal disciples and miscellaneous disciples, and only formal disciples can wear this kind of robe, while Liu Yan and Yang Yu are only miscellaneous disciples, and they must be called "senior brother" when they see formal disciples.

The young Taoist leader glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "How to go down the mountain?" ”

No one noticed that as soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Yu's whole body, which was originally sitting there lazily, stiffened involuntarily.

"This ......" Liu Yan was restrained and embarrassed, "This senior brother, without the order of the head of the family, the disciples in the mountains are not allowed to ...... privately" But before he finished speaking, Yang Yu on the side suddenly interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I don't know where this senior brother is going down the mountain?" It just so happens that I am also going down the mountain, so why don't I lead the way for my brother? ”

"Senior Brother Yang!" Liu Yan stared at Yang Yu with his eyes, not knowing what tricks he had, and admonished bitterly, "If my disciples go down the mountain without permission, they will be punished very severely!" ”

"I know what to say!" Yang Yu snatched the wine gourd from him and rubbed his hair, "Wait on the mountain, senior brother, I'll come back and bring you chicken legs!" After speaking, Yang Yu looked at the young senior brother who had been standing indifferently behind them, he was going to beckon him to go with him, but he never thought that the other party was also looking at him, and under his faint eyebrows was a pair of dark eyes, like a pool of abyss, which could suck everything into it with just one glance.

Thinking was blank at that moment, and this moment seemed to have crossed the vicissitudes of prosperity, and all the thoughts and sadness had settled and returned.

"You ......" The young Taoist priest who spoke first looked at Yang Yu fixedly, his eyebrows frowning slightly, as if he was puzzled, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

It turned out that he had forgotten...... I really forgot about it......

The smile on Yang Yu's face was stiff, and the bright wings in his eyes were also vanished in an instant. He stood for a long time before he smiled again and shrugged: "Who knows? I think my brother is also very familiar, maybe we have met in a previous life...... Maybe. After a pause, he added, "When we met for the first time, I still don't know the name of the senior brother?" ”

"The surname is not to be respected, and the single name is a Yi character."