The house in the middle of the lake is surrounded by a clear green lake, and the lake is surrounded by layers of trees. Outside the woods are a series of low hills, one of which is called Lonely Mountain.

There is a family at the foot of the lonely mountain. However, now those quaint old buildings have been renovated and converted into business uses, including inns, restaurants, creative craft shops, handicraft workshops, wineries, cafes, tea shops, green steamed dumplings that make people swoon, Dingsheng cakes with red bean paste, and century-old brands that buy tofu flowers...

There are many people, prosperous and lively.

"Good people at the foot of the lonely mountain. Ye Qixian took a sip of tea, split his two long legs, and sat on a small bench beside the road loudly.

It was used by the vendors who bought loose tea to solicit business, and even if someone sold tea, it was rare for them to sit on this rickety old bench.

Tourists and passers-by passed by the tea stalls and cast their attention at the young people sitting on the stools. The tea seller originally thought that this strange young man was just drinking and not buying tea for nothing, but because this guy's clothing and appearance were too unique, he earned enough eyeballs for the tea stall. It was also a way to attract customers, so the tea seller didn't chase him, even though he had already drunk a dozen cups of different varieties of tea.

'How much can he drink?' thought to him, the thin tea seller warmly greeted the people who passed by, not to mention, it really sold a lot. Just as he was about to make another cup of cinnamon, the handsome young man in a white gauze robe, long hair fluttering, and ancient costumes stood up.

"Handsome guy, this is leaving, don't you want to drink?" At this time, the tea seller was a little reluctant.

"Your tea, good, still drinkable. It's just that the water can't work, it has to be changed. After the handsome young man Ye Qixian finished speaking, he got up with his robe and walked away with long legs.

Not to mention how chic and handsome that posture is. The tea seller looked at the figure that was fading away and shook his head. There are everyone these days, especially young people who have watched a lot of these costume dramas. I don't do anything all day long, and I rely on death to thunder.

Ye Qixian didn't care about the strange eyes cast by passers-by at all, and occasionally, there was Yingying Qiubo handed by a young girl, whenever he looked back, the girl who was looking back looked back shyly lowered her head and snickered, or whispered something to her companions... At this time, he raised his hand and brushed the jade-colored headband that tied up his long hair, and then threw a graceful line with all his might.

Publicity, very publicity.

Such a unique flamboyant person swaggered all the way to the door of a small workshop in the corner and stopped. I looked up at the black, broken plaque: three XX.

What are the two broken words in the back? Ye Qixian glanced at the small bottle in his palm, and it was right to shine. Pick up the gauze robe and walk into the workshop. The crowd behind him who was watching him quickly dispersed.

"Is there anyone?" Holding the strange bottle flickering in his hand, looking at the environment around him, Ye Qixian looked dazed.

He thought he had walked into a secluded jungle instead of the workshop of the three ghosts.

He spun around, taking a closer look around.

It was a valley that was a little too dense and luxuriant: a waterfall falling from mid-air, not too big, and the water fell on a smooth boulder, flowing with the stream into the unseen distance, a huge banyan tree covered the whole valley, and the thick branches of the banyan tree were densely growing countless aerial roots that pierced into the earth, like countless smaller banyan trees, forming a forest of solitary trees, which was spectacular, and the ground of the many rhizomes of the banyan tree was intertwined with patches of dense comfrey, which felt like leaning on a thick cotton blanket, which was very comfortable。

It's just that he didn't feel comfortable at this time. Stepping into a very ordinary-looking workshop, normally it must be a yard or a wing room or something, and there are always a few broken houses, but it turned out to be such a strange col everywhere.

"Someone is out!"

Still no answer.

"No one, even ghosts. After a pause, Ye Qixian raised his decibels and howled, "There are no ghosts, what is the broken place?"

"Little fox, don't make noise. Finally, an extremely old voice answered him in a very slow tone.

The sound seemed to come from a deep valley far away, and it seemed to come from the bottom of the comfrey field beneath your feet. The old breath and deep tone were like the rough and dry sound of a stone that had been sleeping for eons of years, and like the grinding sound of some rusty metal. Hearing this, Ye Qixian's heart trembled, and he felt irrepressible and indescribably uncomfortable. It felt like I was about to throw up.

Shi Xuanxuan, this girl, there is no good thing to find me. Yes... For Luo Ya, endure it!

Ye Qixian endured the discomfort and looked around, not to mention the human figure, the bird shadow did not "Don't just say that you don't show up, come out, come on." After saying this, he swallowed unconsciously. Well, a little nervous.

The other party knew who he was, but he didn't even see a single hair from others.

"Little fox, it's rude, how did Ye Guxian teach it?"

“... Before, before, before the predecessors? great, great masters. I. Ye Guxian is the great-great-great-grandfather of Ye Qixian, the king of the fox clan, and the supreme ancestor of the Northern Twilight Snow Country!

Speaking of which, Ye Qixian was also noble and promising. Since birth, he has been trained by his ancestors, and he is the heir to the throne of the fox clan. As a result, this guy has verified the truth of 'if you don't do it, you won't die'!

On the day of Ye Qixian's coming-of-age ceremony, the Northern Snow Country celebrated, but he himself accidentally killed a leopard spirit because he was drunk and making trouble. For this reason, the old ancestor Ye Guxian could only follow the law and exile this great-great-great-great-grandson who originally intended to pass on the throne to the land south of the Yangtze River thousands of miles away.

The Son of Heaven broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. It's no wonder that the fox clan can become the most powerful of the secret clan, if there is no such strict law and a leader who is truly fair and orderly, how can it be prosperous?!

However, in the eyes of the young Ye Qixian, he simply didn't care about it at all. During the five hundred years of exile, Ye Qixian was thinking and complaining about his ancestors, and his original awe gradually turned into fear.

At this time, Ye Qixian's heart was blank. Who am I, where am I, why am I here?

Why? Because Shi Xuanxuan asked him to take the firefly spirit to Gushan to find a workshop at noon on the full moon night, and then exchange the firefly spirit and the workshop owner for a book.

It sounds simple, but it's not so simple!

Ye Qixian cried with a sad face, scolding Shi Xuanxuan in his heart, and thinking about how to get out.

Knowing that there are few old ancestors of their fox clan in this world, and the old voice that responds to them sounds very uncomfortable. The little fox Ye Qixian muttered in his heart, this is really miserable! If you want the old ancestor to know that you have nothing to do and hang around, you will definitely be settled when you turn around! !

"Little fox, come. "This time the source of the sound has a precise direction, and it is not as empty as before.

Ye Qixian turned around and looked in the direction of the waterfall, and saw that as the words fell, the sound of the waterfall that was still flowing disappeared suddenly, and the surroundings became extremely quiet.

Ye Qixian was not afraid that the ancestor of the family would settle accounts after the autumn, but he had a feeling of being sold by Shi Xuanxuan.

Could it be that you are feeding me some 10,000-year-old monster??!!!

I was scared to death, but I couldn't control my legs. Ye Qixian couldn't control himself anymore, and mechanically moved his two long legs to the waterfall.

The curtain of water at the waterfall opened, revealing three old men.

Three old men who couldn't be older anymore, old men older than his ancestors, walked out.

No, it's not walking, it's moving.

With a stiff movement, he moved out and landed beside Ye Qixian.

These three were born with strange appearances, and their expressions were even more weird than their appearances, and an extremely bad feeling rose in the heart of the little fox Ye Qixian.

Now, I'm afraid I'm going to kneel here...