Lao Huangtou slapped his forehead and suddenly realized that he had been going around and around all these years, but he never thought that the world between these two people would be turned upside down. Even though he has been classified as the lord of a valley and holds the power of life and death, he still can't let go of the obsession of the year.

Passing upstairs, the woman began to shake her waist again, and did not seem to have much interest in the two. The old yellow head couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and after a short immersion, he rushed towards the scripture building. The Master of Xuanji was unexpected, so he had to shout vigorously in the latter one, "Slow down, slow down, wait for the old way." ”

The peaks here are towering into the clouds, and it should be the highest place in the valley. And the valley here is bottomless, but it is another situation in the valley of the crow. Since the beginning of the establishment of the Quenching Crow Valley, the first old man of the Jackdaw has meditated and learned here, and eventually became a master of the medical school, and has continued the Quenching Crow Valley for a hundred years.

With the passage of time, Jinglou is not only a place where everyone yearns for books and learning, but also a prison for one person. The old yellow head resolutely left the valley back then, and there was another reason why it could not be humanized by outsiders. That is the green stamen and the red branch, both of whom are fond of him.

It's just that he met the green stamen first, and then the red branch. It's just that the people who knew about it have died, and now there are only a few people left, either trapped in the valley or wandering the world. And he is also guilty so far, one person has lost two women who are famous all over the world, who should he say to that affectionately......

The final enemy is just young and frivolous, Huang Wanli that year, who knew that there was a shocking change overnight, and only half a lifetime was unforgettable. Huang Wanli, who was only fifteen years old at the time, learned swords, came out of an unknown town, took a light boat, and went to Jinghua to see the prosperity of the world.

At that time, the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, the national strength was strong, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, everyone lived and worked, cultivated fields, sold merchants, and gathered leisure. is often like this, so there is the heroism of hundreds of wine fighting poems, as well as the fascinating ranger story. The storyteller in the town is old, but he still doesn't forget the chivalrous battle he saw back then. Huang Wanli only felt happy in his heart when he heard it, and he had a vision that the world heard about it for a while.

When he came out alone with his bags on his back, he would never have thought that the journey, which he thought would return in just a few months, had become a swan song that he could never look back on. It seems that fate always likes to play a joke on people, again and again. When Huang Wanli came to Jinghua at that time, he was not disturbed by drunken gold, but still pursued the avenue in his heart.

But the road is hard to find, but at this time, I met her. At that time, the green stamen, tonight the jackdaw, going around and around, things are not people, but the meeting between the two back then was such a coincidence, so fateful.

This is the dream of two teenagers, but one of them came here to verify the avenue in his heart, and the other came here to end the lives of others. By mistake, going around and around, Huang Wanli became the person's temporary requisitioned guard, and Lu Rui couldn't wait to make a move.

I remember that day, it was the long-awaited Shangyuan Festival. Zeng remembered the clouds in the book, "The clouds fall and return, and the fireworks are full of Beijing". There are only a few strokes in the book, and this scene of prosperity is outlined into the heart of the young man.

It was getting late, the lights were on, and the crowd was still laughing and laughing. Today's festive season is free from curfews, and the people have to stay up all night and celebrate, needless to say. Hu people's juggling, which is not very common on weekdays, also came out at this time, coming and going to the eighteen squares of the long street, and the squares have their auspiciousness. Eighteen squares, 36 horizontal streets, 72 narrow roads, is full of fireworks, it is rumored that today, the saint will climb high and look far away, and the people have fun.

Rejoicing with the people, a phrase that often appears in the storyteller's words, sounds like his ears are almost calloused today, and he just wants to quickly complete this task imposed on him, and continue to search for the avenue in his heart.

Huang Wanli didn't know who his escort was, but he saw that this person was wearing armor, and he was still frowning during this Shangyuan Festival. At this time, he did not know why this person was worried, but many years later, he remembered it day and night, and only sighed long.

Mobei was still unfamiliar at that time, but the place that entangled him all his life was rooted in his heart from that moment.

Huang Wanli was on top of a watchtower, bored watching people come and go. Floats slowly slid out of the avenue, one after the other. On the float, some people played the flute, some people stroked the piano, all of them wore heavy makeup, and their clothes were thin, which was incompatible with the weather that had not yet warmed up, but they complemented each other.

The most eye-catching thing is the oiran swaggering in the wind on the float. In the Tang Dynasty, everyone admired softness, and the genus of Oiran was one of the best. The Oiran on every float is a beautiful woman who everyone asks for but can't be played, and it can't be blasphemed from a distance.

In this case, there are naturally people with ill intentions. Take advantage of the Shangyuan Festival to do that bad thing. Huang Wanli is for this reason, so he joined this team that was put together temporarily, but he had to have the determination at that time.

A strange sound exploded in his ears, Huang Wanli sat up suddenly, looked towards the abnormal sound, and saw fireworks in the sky, covering the sky and the moon. This kind of wonder is eternal for him, and Huang Wanli is obsessed with it, and he unconsciously blends into this jubilation.

Unfortunately, the more this time, the more vigilant it is. Lacking actual combat experience, he leaked a dark shadow with his eyelids lowered.

When the horn blew in another Zhanlou not far away, Huang Wanli suddenly came back to his senses, and then turned over and went downstairs and chased after him. Unexpectedly, the black shadow was agile, seemed to be deliberately provocative, ran not far or close, hung Huang Wanli behind, and turned around and whistled twice from time to time, stimulating Huang Wanli's nerves.

In this way, the two of you chased after me, and the man in black shuttled left and right in the narrow passage of the long street, and seemed to know the layout of the city by heart. I don't know if Huang Wanli was too lucky, or the man in black was too lucky, but half of the incense was blocked by Huang Wanli under an insurmountable high wall.

But the man in black calmly turned around and rushed towards Huang Wanli, seemingly unafraid. How could Huang Wanli be willing to fall under others, and he was also riveting enough to fight this person. The two caught and fought each other for more than 30 moves, and they did not distinguish between victory and defeat. Finally, Huang Wanli pulled the man in black without paying attention, and took off the man's mask.

But I didn't expect that this pull was a glance for ten thousand years......

Under the mask was a slightly immature face, delicate but a little charming, looking at him and smiling. Huang Wanli accidentally lost his mind, and the woman in black seized the opportunity to pass by him, but did not kill him in vain.

When Huang Wanli came back to his senses, there was another explosion behind him, followed by a commotion, and there was no longer that prosperous and festive scene. In addition to being angry, Huang Wanli saw that there was an extra secret letter on his chest. I think it was the woman who hurried by just now and fell unintentionally.

With the secret letter, Huang Wanli stabilized his mind and quickly chased after him. As soon as he ran out of the narrow passage, he saw that the woman had brought the black veil back with her, and was raising her foot against the wall, tilting her head to look at him. Huang Wanli was immediately about to make a move, but was stopped by the woman in black raising her hand, "Idiot, look at that letter, it's not too late to do it again." ”

Huang Wanli naturally didn't believe it, and said with a righteous face: "Don't deceive me, this letter is the evidence of your crime." ”

The woman in black laughed heartily when she heard this, laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, and raised her hand to point at Huang Wanli, "It's really a nerd." But would you like to come with me? ”

Huang Wanli unconsciously took a step back, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that this person wants to kill himself?" The long sword in his hand clenched tightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "Thief, take your life." ”

The woman in black tapped her feet, but she was not annoyed, she just raised her hand and patted Huang Wanli who was rushing straight forward, Huang Wanli didn't see any clues, she fainted to the ground, and she didn't know what was going on.

When he woke up, he was tied to a horse, and it was the woman in black who rode the horse. It's just that at this time, she changed into a man's outfit and looked heroic. Seeing Huang Wanli wake up, he said quietly: "Idiot, you have to go now, and if you don't go, you have to go." ”

The fate of the two began at this time, and it was not until Huang Wanli left the Quenching Crow Valley that it came to an end temporarily......

Huang Wanli, who came to the Valley of the Quenching Crow, was caught by the old man of the Jackdaw at that time and wanted to be recruited as a son-in-law. But the green stamen who took him back to the valley refused to let go, so there was a later double stamen to win the marriage. It's just that Huang Wanli still firmly stood on the side of the woman who fell in love at first sight, which made the other person regret it for life.

Huang Wanli walked on the rope ladder connecting the Jinglou and the mountain peak, allowing the mountain wind to gust, but he did not move.

At this time, Gu Xing and Chen Fusheng were blocked by an iron gate, and they were scratching their ears and cheeks. When the two saw the old yellow head, they shouted desperately at him, and they didn't know if it was because the mountain wind was too strong, or the old yellow head at this time was distracted, and turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the two.

However, the master of the mystery behind him heard the two shouting, and urged the old yellow head to speed up his pace. But the woman upstairs flicked her wrist at this time, and the old yellow head and the master of Xuanji only felt that their feet were loosened, and they fell sharply down. Fortunately, the two of them had already prepared, and they stood at the entrance of the building when the rope ladder was about to fall.

The Master of Xuanji did not forget to quip: "The red branch wants you to climb from the bottom, layer by layer." ”

The old yellow head frowned, "It's really that simple......"

For some reason, the Master of Xuanji did not ridicule and ridicule, but said a mysterious sentence, "The enlightenment of a person begins from the heart and ends from the heart." Don't take shortcuts, don't be greedy for red dust. ”

Speaking intentionally, listening to the heart, the old yellow head has no love for the woman upstairs, only guilt. It was a momentary move back then, but it ended up like this, which is really embarrassing.

It's just that now it's okay to let him start all over again. If you can resolve the grievances, you will untie a knot. But the old yellow head pushed open the door of the building, and a burst of ink fragrance came to his face, and at this time, there were still a few people who were passing through the upper floors and were doing their own mysteries......

Everyone walks on the road, and everything is different. It's just that some people don't want to move forward when they stop, greedy for a momentary scenery, while some people never stop and want to keep going......