The water flows eastward, the leaves fall, and time flies.

Twelve years later

"Senior brother, Master is looking for you"

"Got it"

On the mountain path, a young man dressed in white, with warm eyebrows and noble charm, walked quickly towards the mountain, and the ordinary white robe set off him as handsome as a fairy.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"Oh! Yes, I want you to go down the mountain to practice, and you and Ziyan will go to Kyoto."

"Yes, in vain obedience"

"By the way, Ziyan is still young, you take care of him a little more on the road, and the training time is a month"

"Yes"

"Go and prepare! Descend today"

Infinite Peak

"Senior Brother"

A figure rushed in, he was smiling, seventeen or eighteen years old, a face that exuded youth from the inside out, his black hair showed his healthy nature, and a wisp of slightly blown down covered the corners of his eyes, adding a bit of mystery to these smart and naughty eyes.

"Here, are you all ready?"

"Mm-hmm, it's all taken."

"Then let's go!"

"Well, I haven't come down before, and I don't know what Kyoto is like."

Mo Ziyan chattered non-stop, and he had a cheerful temperament, which was in stark contrast to the Oriental Festival.

"Senior brother, I heard from the senior brothers who came back from the mountain experience, the world under the mountain is beautiful, have you ever seen it?"

"I haven't come down either, I don't know"

Mo Ziyan seemed to suddenly remember, and said, "Oh! I forgot, Senior Brother has been busy cultivating with the master for so many years, and he has never gone down the mountain."

Nankang, Kyoto

On both sides of the wide street, there are many shops of various shapes and types, and strange signboards abound.

The dense and lush tips do not move at all, the pedestrians on the street are endless, the incense cars and BMWs are endless, and the hawkers' cries are falling one after another, a lively and prosperous scene, not because of the spring cold, and there is a decrease, on the contrary, there are more merry boys and brothers who are eyeing each other, looking for flowers and willows everywhere.

"Senior brother, this is Kyoto? It's so lively! ”

The "......" Oriental Festival is also the first time to see such a lively scene, but he is not as loud as Mo Ziyan.

"Senior brother, let's go over there and have a look!"

Walking on the bustling street at will, the brilliant sunshine sprinkled between the green tiles and red walls, the endless flow of pedestrians, and the tranquil and comfortable smiling faces, all reflect the self-satisfaction of the people of Nankang for the prosperous era.

The Oriental Festival was pulled by Mo Ziyan to run between the shops, and he had never seen anything strange, and Mo Ziyan was dazzled.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the two of them have sore feet after a day of shopping, and Mo Ziyan still wants to play again.

"Ziyan, let's go here today! We still have important things to do," Dongfang Sai said, and Mo Ziyan remembered the purpose of their descent from the mountain.

"Okay, listen to Senior Brother, but, I'm hungry, can we eat first, and only when we are full can we have the strength to do business?"

"Good"

"There seems to be a restaurant in front," Mo Ziyan said, pointing to the attic not far away.

"Let's go!"

The two of them came to the attic, which was indeed a restaurant, but they didn't know why the door was closed.

"Why did you close so early?" Mo Ziyan said in a low voice.

Dongfang Matsuri looked at the pitch-black attic, his brows furrowed slightly.

"You're here for dinner?" Suddenly, a passer-by asked.

Looking at the clothes of the two of them, he asked again, "Are you immortals from Jiuhua Mountain?" ”

"yes!" Mo Ziyan replied.

"There was a strange thing in this restaurant in two days, so the shopkeeper is closed, if the two immortals want to eat, they can walk a little more to the front to eat!" A kind reminder from passers-by.

"Strange things? What is the matter? Can you tell us about it?" asked the Oriental Festival, grasping the point.

The politeness of the Oriental Festival flattered passers-by, "If the immortals want to know, then I will say it"

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and strange things can't appear for no reason, and the Oriental Festival firmly believes that there must be something making trouble in it.

"That's the case, the shopkeeper of 'Yipinju' found that the wine in the cellar suddenly lost its taste three days ago, and it was as plain as water.

Later, he thought about it, whether it was a person from the wine shop, this result was still the same, the shopkeeper wondered, and had no choice but to enter another batch of wine, before entering, he also checked it himself,

I made sure there was no problem before putting it in the cellar, I thought there was nothing wrong, but when I went down to get the wine the next day, the wine tasted no more.

After a long time, no one came to the restaurant to eat, and the shopkeeper said that he was going to invite someone to come and see, whether there was something to make trouble, but when I met him before, he said that he was going to go, why is it closed now? ”

Passers-by were a little puzzled, he and the shopkeeper of 'Yipinju' were old acquaintances, and he had just drunk before, why did he close the door when he came back from a trip home?

"Thank you for informing us"

"Those two immortals are busy themselves, I'll go first"

After the passers-by left, Mo Ziyan looked back at the restaurant, "Senior brother, is there really some evil that is making trouble?" Shall we go in and have a look? ”

"I noticed an unusual smell in the building before, it seems that there is something real"

"Is it evil?" Mo Ziyan was a little excited, what he had learned for so long in Jiuhua Mountain finally had a place to use.

"Can't see through"

"It's so powerful, my brother can't see through it"

"Shall we go check it out?" Mo Ziyan asked.

"Go"

The two of them came to the door, Mo Ziyan pushed it but didn't push it open, "Senior brother, the door seems to be closed"

The closer you get to the restaurant, the more clearly you can feel the power of the festival.

It seems that he guessed correctly

Mo Ziyan saw Dongfang Sacrifice frowning and pondering, and he asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, is there really an evil in it?" ”

"You should be careful later, your cultivation is still shallow, you must not force yourself," Dongfang priest instructed, and they better be careful.

"Oh! Okay, I'll be careful, senior brother, don't worry, I promise not to hold you back."

"Shout again"

Mo Ziyan nodded, thinking, Senior Brother just wants to make a noise? To let the guard down on that thing inside? Let them ...... again

He cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Is there anyone?" Open the door? We are disciples of the Jade Void Sect, and we have gone down the mountain to practice, and we heard that something strange happened to you here, so let's take a look."

There was a slight movement in the room, and Dongfang Sai clearly heard someone whispering inside, a man and a woman.

Could it be that there are two demons?

The two looked at each other, and Mo Ziyan kicked the door, and the door was kicked open vigorously.

His bare head was surrounded by a ring of gray hair, and it was a little curled.

I saw a short figure with a big belly, like an old oil lamp that was oily and underlit.

The two thick eyebrows are like two small trees piled with snowflakes, and underneath them - a pair of small gray eyes are very spiritual, showing a kind of greedy cunning.

The face is like an autumn grape leaf wrapped in a gigantic chicken fungus.

Coupled with the fact that his body is no longer cleaned up, emitting an indescribable stench, people know that his life is corrupt as soon as they smell it.

Mo Ziyan covered his mouth and nose in disgust.

"Senior brother, you're right, there's really something evil here."

Mo Ziyan's eyes were attracted by the woman standing in the Central Committee of the Grand Party.

It was a very good-looking girl, Mo Ziyan was almost stunned, it was the first time in his life to see such a good-looking person, which was many times better than those senior sisters on Jiuhua Mountain.

The woman was dressed in a cyan gauze dress with a white belt, and her snow-white face revealed a beautiful smile, like a breeze.

Emei is slender, the eyes are clear, and the shallow look back makes people tremble.

"Don't be afraid, girl, my brother and I will definitely protect you" He rushed up and protected the person behind him.

The master often taught them that as cultivators, they should protect the weak.

Looking at this silly and cute appearance, the woman couldn't help but want to laugh.

Obviously he was scared to death, and he was ashamed to say that he wanted to protect her.

She suddenly became interested, withdrew her hand, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure outside the door, and looked up.

Suddenly, my heart tightened.

It's him?

Wrong.

Dongfang Priest stared at the short man, his eyes cold.

He hates demons the most, and since he met him today, he ......

A coldness flashed in his eyes, and the whole person instantly surged with murderous intent.

Mo Ziyan saw that the Dongfang Festival was going to make a move, so he was busy keeping his distance from him, and it was very difficult for the senior brother to be serious, in order not to hold back the senior brother, they still stayed away.

He complained, "Senior brother, what kind of monster is this, it looks too good."

The woman smiled when she heard this, this little boy is really straightforward when he speaks, but it is also true.

But if he says so, he might get into trouble.

Sure enough, when the man heard this, even a little kid belittled him like this, his heart was very unhappy, and he waved the big knife in his hand, and slashed it to this side, the blade was sharp, and the iron was like clay, let alone a person.

"Little ghost, you are looking for death"

Seeing this, Mo Ziyan regretted it a little, he shouldn't have said so much, look! I'm causing trouble for my brother again.

The woman was just about to pull people away, but a long sword blocked in front of the two of them.

The sword is two feet and one inch long, the sword body is cast and thin, with a faint cold light, the hilt is a case of a green lotus, the blade is extremely sharp, and it is really like autumn frost.

My woman was shocked, and rushed forward with another click

This is......

Mo Ziyan had palpitations, fortunately there was a senior brother, otherwise......

He quickly backed away, not daring to say another word this time.

"Don't be afraid, girl, I'll protect you."

At the critical moment of life and death, he did not forget his duty as a cultivator, and the woman was pleased.

It's been a long time since anyone has protected her like this.

Mo Ziyan was actually very scared, he was just holding on, the man's sword just now was only three inches away from him, if the senior brother's sword was a little slower, his head might have been opened.

He should really take care of his mouth, otherwise, if the senior brother is not around that time, then he will not be able to ......

Also, he has to cultivate well when he goes back, and he can't be lazy anymore.

The author has something to say:

Friends who read this,You should have understood.,Our male protagonist met a lover here after three lives.,But for various reasons,,He forgot his past life.,This chapter has been connected to the beginning.。

Thanks for reading!