A bolt of lightning lit up the surroundings.

On the mountain road covered by trees, the three of them silently followed behind Qingniu.

Fushan is like a lonely old man blocked behind layers of rain curtains, making it impossible to see his old appearance.

In a moment, Qingwen gathered into a torrent, roaring from the ravine in the distance, like a long dragon, speeding past Baoyu and Wei Xiaobao.

The deafening torrent shocked the two teenagers from the north, and Baoyu grabbed the trunk of the old tree that was crooked towards the mountain road with his small hand, and wiped Qingwen from his face over and over again with the other hand.

Even though Sanssouci Valley is known as the most abundant place in the Northland County, it can't compare to the rain in a year.

Baoyu didn't know where the buffalo in front of him and the child on the back of the cow were going to lead them, and she began to wonder if Yusheng could really help them fulfill their destiny as expected.

However, he had to admit that Yu Sheng was the only person other than the master who seemed to have a way in his heart.

Wei Xiaobao seemed to see his thoughts, and he shook his head helplessly.

"This rain will fall until dawn," Beitang Yi rode on the back of the ox, looked back at the three people with tired faces on them, and said, "Out of the forest, there is a cave in front of you to hide from the rain." ”

It is said to be a cave, but it can only accommodate four people.

The small buffalo had to let Qingwen wash over most of its body that remained outside the hole.

Beitang Yi touched the buffalo's long face with his hand and said:

"Master said, these three are distinguished guests, you can be wronged!"

"Three?" Wei Xiaobao exclaimed as he wiped Qingwen from his hair.

"Yes, all three of you!"

Beitang Yi's words made the three of them stunned for a while.

At the end, Yusheng finally spoke:

"Where are you two from, you don't look like you're from Xingzhou, and you don't look like Chang'an. ”

Wei Xiaobao thought to himself: "You were just woken up by Qingwen, right?! ”

He was about to answer, but Baoyu was unusual, and hurriedly said: "I am from Sanssouci Valley, and he is from Madang Town." ”

"Haven't heard of it. Yu Sheng didn't seem very enthusiastic about this answer, and he turned his gaze to the outside of the cave.

"The number one sword sect in the world is in Sanssouci Valley on the day of Sanssouci Gate, you don't even know this?" Beitang Yi said.

Yu Sheng didn't care about Beitang Yi's contemptuous tone at all, he just looked at the rain curtain outside the cave in a daze.

Seeing him so distracted, Baoyu didn't pick up Bei Tangyi's words, put a peach stick in his arms, clasped his legs with both hands, and quietly looked at Yusheng's side face, Baoyu suddenly shielded Wei Xiaobao and Beitang Yi's broken chatter out of his mind.

It was a pair of eyes that were empty, as still as stagnant water, and the long eyelashes hung down so heavily that they hid the lifeless look of these eyes.

Baoyu didn't quite understand why the guy in front of him liked him so much.

......

The intermittent, sometimes bright and sometimes dark lightning came and went, and Yusheng's lifeless eyes stared motionlessly at the treetops outside the cave.

A delicate leaf was beaten up by the raindrops, and it seemed that it could fall off its branches and fall into the roaring torrent and crush into mud at any moment.

The green cicada sat on top of Yusheng's head, and Qingwen watered it through, looking a little down.

Such a picture is like Yusheng's past, if you want to escape, look for death, you have to escape, you haven't had time to escape, you have already found death......

He didn't understand where the power in his body came from, just like he would never understand why he had been grinding for two years, why the holy land in the old patriarch's heart had always turned him away thousands of miles away, and today he sent someone to pick him up, and the two stunned people in front of him......

"Bang-"

A thunderbolt was so close that it seemed to hit the top of the cave.

The lightning flickered, and Yusheng saw that the leaf finally couldn't withstand Qingwen's beating, fell into the torrent, disappeared into the darkness, and stirred up a foam......

At this time, Wei Xiaobao and Beitangyi were already asleep, and he turned his head, but saw that Baoyu was still staring at him.

Yu Sheng glanced at the sackcloth-wrapped peach stick in Baoyu's arms, and he turned his back to Baoyu.

Baoyu was puzzled. Why could he immediately read what was revealed in those eyes, but in the blink of an eye, he missed it again?!

The fog is heavy, and walking through it is like breaking into a fairyland. Except for the back of the buffalo and Beitangyi in front of him, everything was hidden in the heavy fog.

Yusheng looked back at the road he had come, but he didn't see anything.

He had no choice but to continue on his way with a blank face, allowing wisps of mist to drift in front of him.

Wei Xiaobao glanced at Baoyu and Yusheng behind him, and also became silent. Except for the wet and cold mist, only the mountain road is slowly rising at a constant rhythm.

I don't know how long I walked, but the Beitang Yi and Qingniu at the front were gone, and at the same time, there was a faint light behind the heavy fog.

The light is getting brighter and brighter......

The heavy fog dissipated, and heavy mountains appeared in front of the three of them.

There doesn't seem to be anything special about this mountain, there are no auspicious clouds suspended in it, and there are no rainbow white hangings (waterfalls) to embellish.

Looking at a few wisps of green smoke, more than a dozen houses caught Wei Xiaobao's attention.

A small village suddenly sprouted on the top of the mountain, which made Baoyu, who had always been very indifferent to everything, a little excited.

Wei Xiaobao was even more excited and speechless for a while.

Only Yusheng was expressionless, and when he turned around, he found that he was already above the white clouds.

Occasionally, there are mountain tips, like bamboo shoots embedded in the sea of clouds.

Yusheng let out a sigh of relief and turned to chase Baoyu and Wei Xiaobao.

At this time, Beitangyi was already waiting at the entrance of the village on a buffalo, and beside him, there was an old man with a wrinkled face.

Walking through the lotus pond and the rice fields on the one side, Yusheng finally came to the old man who showed him the way two years ago.

"Little brother, I didn't expect it took you two years to get to Ling Village. The old man glanced at it, and his gaze fell on the face of the little Baoyu.

Lingcun, the disciples of the outer sect of Fushan practice here, which is the intersection of the outside world and Fushan, presided over by Mo Xianchen, who walked in front of the master's door.

"Old man, how do you know that the two of us will come?" Wei Xiaobao stepped forward and asked.

"Hehe-Mo Xianchen, welcome everyone. ”

After speaking, the old man stroked his beard and laughed twice, turned to look at the mountain peak that reached into the sky behind the village, and walked towards the village alone.

"Hey, old fellow, man, I've got you in, then...... What did you promise me?" Don't look at this Beitang Yi as a childish villain, but his tone is the same age as Mo Lao, who is over the age of six.

The three of them were puzzled when they heard this, and they didn't feel that they looked at each other: "Could it be that he is also a disciple of the head of Fushan?!"

Old Man Mo Xianchen shook his head helplessly and said:

"Okay, good morning, I'll give you leave. ”

"That's pretty much it. Okay, you guys go with the old guy!" Beitang Yi threw down this clueless sentence, and rode the green ox along the lotus pond to the west.

It seems that the old cow is slow, but in the blink of an eye, even Beitang Yi and the cow have long disappeared.

There are not many people in the village, but they are by no means like mortals when they breathe in.

Most of them are people who have not been outside for a long time, and in a short distance of dozens of meters, under the eyes of the villagers, these three outsiders feel that it is very difficult to walk.

Yusheng still remembers the last time he was chased by a big yellow dog and ran for several miles, and as soon as he entered the village, he was looking around for the whereabouts of the beast.

"Baoyu, are you sure that the person your master asked you to find is in this Ling Village?" Wei Xiaobao regarded everyone except Mo Da as a potential danger, and his hand had never left the hilt of his sword since he entered the village.

"Why are they looking at us like that?"

"Then who knows. ”

Mo Xianchen walked to a windowless house and stopped:

"The teacher instructed: In front of the mountain, the three of you will live here. I live in the room next to Leng Song, and I welcome all the little brothers to come and continue with me, an idler. ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Baoyu looked for him and disappeared.

Mo Xianchen never looked at Ren Yusheng from beginning to end.

For this, Yusheng is not surprised. When he first met Mo Xianchen two years ago, Yusheng was completely indifferent to him.

He was curious about the Beitang Yi who looked to be six or seven years old, and what he called himself Beitang Yi.

Yes, such a little doll dares to call the old man "old guy", and call each other as a senior brother and a brother, who can not be curious!

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