The remnant sun on the horizon is fading, the mist rises in the infinite mountains, the breeze is coming, and the damp and cold air in the mountains is heavier. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At the side of the black water ferry at the foot of the mountain, the sound of the horse's hooves gradually approached, and a white dressed and a fast horse rode the wind, and tightened the reins outside a post station by the water, and the horse stopped its rapid pace like the wind, and the neighing echoed in the silent landscape, which seemed abrupt and empty.

Duan Chengcheng got off the horse and stood outside the post station for a long time, she looked at the towering Wuliang Mountain in front of her with a cold expression, hunting in white, and the wind moved lightly.

The sky gradually darkened, she led the horse into the post station, the post station girl saw that there was a guest, and hurriedly greeted her, "Guest officer, is the hotel still sharp?" ”

"Give me an upper room." She threw the reins in her hand to the servant.

"Okay! Guest officer, please ...... first," the little man at the post made a gesture of please, and led the horse to the stable in the backyard in a friendly manner.

She first went to the counter to get the silver, and then instructed the servant to carry a bucket of hot water into the house, and took special care of the shopkeeper, so that she was not allowed to disturb her if she had nothing to do. After closing the doors and windows, she took off her clothes and immersed herself in hot water, and the tension of her whole body finally relaxed.

After five days of non-stop travel, she was already exhausted by the hardships of this road, and now that she has reached the foot of the Infinite Mountain, there is naturally no need to rush to go up the mountain. Besides, if she went to the meeting alone this time, if she went to Mingyue Palace with a full body of exhaustion, it would not be a good sign.

Just as she was relaxed and drowsy, a breeze swept outside the door, and a figure disappeared in a flash.

"What people!" She was startled, quickly got up and dragged her clothes, and after putting them on, she chased after them with a knife.

But when he just chased downstairs, the figure suddenly disappeared. She looked around, and in the entire lobby downstairs, except for the shopkeeper and the servant of the inn, there was only one person sitting at the window drinking tea.

The shopkeeper and the servant can't be that figure, they are used to seeing the comings and goings of people in the rivers and lakes, so they naturally don't dare to cause trouble easily, and they don't have the guts. Moreover, this place is very remote, and it is within the sphere of influence ruled by the Demon Cult, this uninhabited land, unless you want to go to the waterway and want to go to a small foreign country businessman.

But even if he is a businessman, he dares to take risks under the nose of the Demon Sect, then he can be regarded as a character......

It was already dark, and the candlelight in the lobby of the inn was flickering and the lights were dim. Duan Chengcheng stared at the person sitting by the window, raised his feet and walked up. She walked up to the man's table, but the man still turned his head out the window, and looked at her with a straight look, as if he had not noticed her.

She glanced out of the dark window and said coldly, "Do you like the night outside the window?" Then it's better to help you gouge out your eyeballs, and you can see the night for the rest of your life......"

Her words frightened the man, and he slowly turned around. Under the light of the lamp, an extremely familiar face appeared in front of her, but today he was no longer a beggar, and changed back to the dress of a son.

Dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a handsome face like white jade, and the mysterious and unique fan in his hand, it was not Shen Yu who it was.

Shen Yu had an embarrassed smile on his face, and pretended to be surprised to look at Duan Qingcheng, "How could it be such a coincidence, why did Master Duan Zhuang come here too?" ”

"It's you again, and you dare to follow me?" After she saw the man's appearance clearly, she felt that her anger was growing, and the anger that lingered around her body became heavier.

"Who said I was following you, I happened to be here to relax, I didn't know you were here......" he explained to himself weakly.

"Distracted?" Hearing his answer, Duan Qingcheng snorted coldly, "Scatter your heart to the Demon Sect, Shen Gongzi's interest is really not ordinary. ”

"It's easy to say, no one can stop this interest, there is no way to ......" He still grinned, lying so that his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

But seeing that Duan Qingcheng's face was getting colder and colder, and the murderous aura was gradually becoming heavier, he had no choice but to shut up, and then put back the smile on his face stupidly.

Seeing that he had finally shut up, Duan Chengcheng restrained his killing intent, put the knife on the table with a cold expression, and sat down on the seat opposite Shen Yu calmly, "Why were you sneaking around outside my room just now......

"Outside your room?" Shen Yu pretended to look at her innocently, "Who?" When? ”

Duan Chengcheng didn't speak, the strength in his palm was strong, the scabbard on the table whispered, and the knife in the scabbard had revealed three points of silver, flashing with a cold and bloodthirsty luster under the dim candlelight.

Shen Yu swallowed her saliva secretly, and when she saw that the knife in her hand was about to be sheathed, she felt that the coldness instantly hit her whole body.

"Okay, I didn't mean to, can't I apologize......" He blushed and obediently lowered his head to admit his mistake.

Duan Chengcheng closed his eyes, forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and asked him again: "Why did you go outside my room......

"I saw you go upstairs, I just wanted to look for you, but I didn't expect you to take a shower, and then I ran away in a panic...... But don't worry, I just heard the sound of water outside the door, I didn't see anything else, it's true! ”

She frowned, "I didn't ask you this ......"

"Not this? So what do you want to ask? Shen Yu exhaled with relief, if he didn't ask this, he wouldn't be blamed, his life was finally safe.

Duan Qingcheng sighed, she just faintly felt a headache, she wanted to get angry, but she felt that it was inappropriate, so she had to ask calmly: "Who are you, why do you always stare at me."

"Why do you like to ask me who I am? Master, I'm just an idler who likes to travel the rivers and lakes, as for the reason for following you......" he thought for a moment, "Well, maybe it's because I'm idle." ”

Duan Qingcheng sneered, "It's so idle to run to this kind of place, it seems that you really have enough ...... to be idle."

He raised an eyebrow, "What, you don't believe me?" ”

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, but it's unpredictable for me to go to the Demon Sect, and you don't have any benefit from following me, understand......" She looked at Shen Yu with a serious expression and persuaded her, she didn't want anyone to die because of her own reasons.

"You also know that your life and death are unpredictable, so do you dare to go to the meeting alone?" He is always not serious on weekdays, and he has a little more worry at this time.

She glanced away from him, "It's my own business, it's none of your business. ”

"Why is it irrelevant? I'm worried about how you're doing......" He was so confused by her indifference, how could she be so impersonal?

"Worried about me?" She was stunned for a moment, and felt very funny in her heart, "Do you think I will believe it?" I don't even know who you are......"

"I know you don't believe it, don't believe it. But where I like to go, master, it's also my own business, and you don't care about it......" Shen Yu looked at her meaninglessly, obviously, what he wanted to do, Heavenly King Lao Tzu couldn't do anything about him.

The two were at a stalemate, and a pot of new tea gradually cooled, diluting the aroma of tea.

Outside the station, the night was deep, and there were no stars or moons in the sky, and the mist shrouded the dense forests of the mountains, and the cold and wet wind blew across the surface of the lake. This silent night seems to be immersed in the mirror of the other world, as if only at this time can it be temporarily peaceful and impermanent.