Or vulgar?

When Taoyuan heard this, he already had a bad premonition in his heart, and his chest also beat like a drum.

Fuhong is more stubborn than anyone else, a lot of age, and he is more obsessed with cultivation than anyone else, how can he suddenly return to the dust?

But Taoyuan didn't show it on his face, and asked a few more words with the disciple, and the little disciple who replied was obviously half-understood, but there was no trace of lying.

So Taoyuan asked about Fuhong's ancestral residence again, and the little disciple only said an approximate location in a daze, and the person who went to report had not returned, Taoyuan pretended to regret, "In this case, I will return to Lingying Mountain." ”

"Dao Elder stay," the first two hurried disciples came quickly, smiling respectfully, "It's really not well entertained, several elders in charge are coming, there is no reason to let the Dao Elder go back on foot like this, tomorrow we will also go to Lingying Mountain together, why don't Taoyuan Dao Elders take a break in Penglai and go together tomorrow?"

Taoyuan waved his hand, "This time I went down the mountain to be entangled in affairs, and I passed by Penglai to talk about old friends, since Fuhong is not here, I will go to do my own business." ”

The two disciples' backs loosened slightly, and one of them still asked hesitantly, "What is the important matter of the Dao Chief?" This place belongs to the Penglai Realm, if there is anything that needs help, you can also make it convenient for the Dao Leader. ”

Tao Yuan laughed twice, and waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, Lingying sends family affairs." ”

He didn't want to say more, turned around and lifted the two jars of Qingyang wine, the sound of water in the jar was dingdong, and when he turned his back, the faces of both parties turned cold.

Taoyuan had a calm face, flicked his sleeves and hurried down the mountain.

The two disciples looked at it for a long time, then turned around and kicked over the disciple who had just spoken to Taoyuan, with a hideous expression.

"Idiot!"

Tao Yuan stayed in Haizhou City for two whole days, out of concern for his old friend Fuhong and the investigation of the suspicions in his heart, he went to the range that the disciple had said to inquire around, but did not find any trace of Fuhong's return to the world.

It's as if the man has vanished out of thin air.

After searching for no result, Taoyuan returned to the inn where he stayed, opened two jars of Qingyang wine that night, and after drinking it, he summoned Hao Yuanling and led the ghosts of the eight directions to question.

The incense case copper furnace is placed, and the house is full of incense and faint and faint, and it politely borrows the Quartet Soul from the majesty of the King of Hades.

From the night of the day to the third watch, Taoyuan got nothing, full of worries, maybe it was a day of thinking, tired and sleeping, Taoyuan had a strange dream.

"It hurts, it hurts......"

I don't know what time it was, it was still dark outside, and Taoyuan was awakened by a hoarse moan.

His back against the wall was suddenly touched, and the old man's weak cry came from his ears, "Old man, I hurt......"

This feeling is too clear, as if there is really a person sleeping behind him, no matter how much Ren Taoyuan has experienced, there is nothing in his hands at this time, and he can't help but get goosebumps. The voice couldn't be more familiar, it was the person he had been searching for day and night for the past few days.

- Fuhong.

Taoyuan's heart kept beating, "Is it my friend Fuhong?"

The old man behind him coughed a few times hurriedly, and sighed again, "What year, what month and day is this?"

Taoyuan groped and found Hao Yuanling next to the bed, and his heart just settled down, but then quickly sank again.

The old man paused for a moment, then slowly spoke for an hour.

After the words fell, his eyes were sour, and he almost cried for his age.

Taoyuan subconsciously made up a day ten years ago.

- The deceased is wronged, so if he asks about the time, he has to pretend to answer the time when the deceased is still alive, and if he answers truthfully this month, he will be haunted by the ghosts of injustice.

Taoyuan realized at this moment that he already had the answer to Fuhong's whereabouts when he was in Penglai Mountain.

The person behind him laughed hoarsely and weakly, "Old friend, don't ...... me"

Taoyuan's eyes were pantothenic, and he wanted to say something, but he was like a fish in his throat.

"Eternal winter is here," the voice Yu listened to Yu Wei, "old friend, this winter, it's too cold......"

Taoyuan wiped his face, stood up and walked to the shore, and inserted the remaining two incense sticks into the copper furnace, "Fuhong, if you have any grievances, just tell me, just open your mouth, old man, I can do it, I will never shirk, ah." ”

The voice behind him was ethereal, and he didn't answer, but just muttered: "It's too cold, it's too cold......"

Taoyuan felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and couldn't help but say, "Fuhong, it's cold, you go to a warm place." ”

Fuhong seemed to be silent for a while, Taoyuan couldn't hear movement for a long time, and when he was about to turn back, Fuhong's heart-rending roar suddenly exploded in his ears, "Taoyuan, I can't move! The vine branches are growing in my bones, I hurt! I can't turn over!"

Taoyuan was so frightened that he sat up from the bed, his chest jumped uncomfortably, and he lit the lamp and walked around the room, only to know that it was a dream just now.

The gray-haired old man stood in the middle of the room in thin clothes, the magic bell in his hand loosened and clenched, and his heart suddenly became incomparably uncomfortable.

The sky outside had begun to light slightly, and he sat by the desk for half an hour, his heart was in turmoil, and suddenly he stood up, hastily packed his things, and went out on his back.

After careful calculation, when I arrived in Tongjiang County, it was the middle of the night on the fifth day.

At the same time, Taoyuan didn't know that the apprentice he was bless in his heart had already incurred a murder debt at this time, and all one person and one demon died in Qingyang Temple.

Yun Zhao and the road he was looking forward to had already been a bridge between Yang and Yin, and it was difficult to turn back.

During the war, every household in Tongjiang County closed their doors and windows, and when they arrived in Huantang Town, it seemed that there were few people here.