Chapter 43
After the two factions of Lingxiao and Yunyangling waited for a day, the people of Fengweitang finally arrived in Lotus Town, and there were several marriages between the Yu family of Fengweitang and the Xiao family of Yunyangling, and the two factions were a little closer than Lingxiao. In terms of seniority, Xiao Yinghao still has to call his cousin Uncle Yu Qing, who led the team by the Yu family this time.
Xiao Yinghao took Yu Qinglai to meet Tang Lin, everyone knew that this time it was a simple investigation, and they didn't take it seriously, and they discussed leaving tomorrow morning, and Tang Lin ate a table of wine and food, and then went back to their respective residences.
Zhang Zhao praised Tian Yuqin last night for half an hour to calm down the incident, but he felt that it was worth it to look at the rare smiling face of Mo Suyan and Gu Xianrong next to him.
During the day, I followed a group of disciples to eat and drink in a noisy manner. When the night was a little dark, Zhang Zhao went to the lake again, still wanting to try his luck and see if he could meet the three senior sisters again like last night.
The so-called lake in Lotus Town can only barely be regarded as a pond compared to the one on Lingxiao. Zhang Zhao glanced at it, and saw no trace of Yuqin and others, so he stood quietly by the lake and looked at the blooming lotus flowers on the water.
Last night, apart from pondering those words of praise, he just looked at Mo Suyan's smiling face, and didn't care about what the lotus flower in the lake looked like. When I set my mind to watch it today, I realized that it was really quite spectacular.
At this time, the sky has become dark, the surrounding sparse lights reflect the water surface of a starry spot, Zhang Zhao walked to the lake, see that here is as clear as the lake water, with the lake blue lotus has another scene, the blooming green lotus is boundless, at a glance, only feel full of vitality.
Zhang Zhao walked slowly along the edge of the pool, looked at it for a while, the freshness gradually passed, and just wanted to turn around and walk back to the inn, only to hear an old voice behind him say: "This young man, the moon will rise in a while, and the scenery will be better." ”
There was no one by the lake, and Zhang Zhao didn't look at other places carefully, so he looked at the sound and saw an old man sitting in a small pavilion by the pool, and there was a lantern hanging in the corner of the pavilion.
Looking at the old man from a distance, with no hat, white beard and white hair, fairy wind and bones, the old man saw Zhang Zhao stop and look back, so he waved his hand to invite, Zhang Zhao approached, and saw that the old man looked handsome, generally the older people are full of wrinkles, but this old man is full of red light, his skin is as delicate as a child, and his smile is cute, which makes people feel close.
"Young man, come in and sit down, the moonlight will be all over the pool for a while, and the scenery will be even better." In a year, only this month is full of green lotus, and catch up with only these few days when the moon is full, you can see it, and the beautiful scenery of the good day is not to be missed. ”
Although Zhang Zhao had never seen much of the world, he had stayed with the elders in the Yangxian Hall for a long time, but he was not restrained, and sat opposite the old man with a salute: "The old man is here just to wait for the moon to come out?"
"That's natural, there are only two or three days a year, and sometimes it's rainy, and in the past few decades, there haven't been a few days like this. ”
Zhang Zhao looked up at the sky at this time, the moon was rising, the sky was cloudless, the starlight was sparse, and he didn't feel very good.
He nodded casually: "Old man, you wait here every year to watch." ”
"Yes, I didn't think there was anything good about these green lotuses every day, but in the past few decades, I found such beautiful scenery, enjoying the lotus under the moon, it's really a pleasure, you young man can come to this lake at this time, it's really lucky, I saw that you were leaving, so I left you to wait for a while, if you miss this scenery, you will have to wait for at least a year." The old man's eyebrows fluttered, and he was very energetic.
Zhang Zhao saw the old man's expression, similar to Sheng Jin, Liu Feng, Leng Pingyuan and others when they told him about their proudness, just like a child selling his most proud toy.
Although Zhang Zhao really didn't think that the moon could look good on this lotus, it could be seen that the old man looked excited, and Zhang Zhao couldn't bear to refuse, so he sat there and listened to the old man's words, nodding his head in agreement.
The old man said for a while how good-looking Qinglian is, seeing Zhang Zhaoyi's appearance of Xing Yanshan, he stretched out his hand, and out of nowhere he took out a handful of lotus seeds and handed them to Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhao took them casually, and the old man said: "Young man, this is the best green lotus seed, try it." ”
Zhang Zhao is more interested in this than the lotus under the moon, put it in his mouth and eat it, feel a burst of fragrance, chew a few times, he felt a little bitter, but he didn't spit it out, the old man saw that he looked different, and said with a smile: "It's a little bitter, just chew it for a while." ”
Zhang Zhao did as he said, and after getting used to the bitterness, the sweet taste of the lotus seeds was even more than before, and when he ate the second one, he felt that it was particularly delicious, and it was even more beautiful to eat another one, Zhang Zhao ate the lotus seeds in his hand cleanly, and was embarrassed to ask again, so he asked the old man: "Old man, where did you buy these lotus seeds, the taste is really good." ”
"Haha, young man, this lotus seed is made by the old man himself, and I can't buy it anywhere, but if you want to eat it, I'll give you a few more." The old man saw that Zhang Zhao liked it, and he was as happy as if he were eating it himself, so he stuffed Zhang Zhao with a few grains.
Zhang Zhao was happy to eat, and when he heard the old man talk about the scenery of the lotus pond, it was not so boring. Occasionally, he interjected and asked a few words, such as how many months the green lotus bloomed, and the old man was even more happy and answered all questions, but he no longer gave Zhang Zhaolian seeds to eat.
After talking for a while, the old man saw Zhang Zhao looking at his hand unfinished, and said with a smile: "Young man, it's not that I'm stingy, although this lotus seed is good to eat, you can't eat more at a time, and if you eat too much, you will have a bad stomach." ”
As he spoke, he looked up and said happily: "Look, the moon is full, and it is the best time to enjoy the lotus." Zhang Zhao looked at it, at this time the moonlight was in full bloom, a pool of green lotus in the moonlight, the blooming lotus petals seemed to be dyed with silver edges, the lotus leaves were also green, full of flashes, like a lotus lamp emitting a soft light.
Zhang Zhao's eyes were full of blue light from a large lotus flower on the surface of the water. It was even more conspicuous against the background of the surrounding night, Zhang Zhao only felt that his mind was turbulent, such a wonderful scenery was indeed unheard of, but today it appeared vividly in front of him.
It wasn't until after a cup of tea that the moonlight faded and the lotus flowers in the pool gradually lost their luster, the old man and Zhang Zhaocai both exhaled a long breath and glanced at each other, Zhang Zhao sighed: "What the old man said is very true, this is really a wonder in the world." ”
The old man said proudly: "That's nature, you can see the wonders of this world, and understand the way of heaven and man, and you won't be in vain...... What a man. Zhang Zhao didn't listen carefully, but he felt that it was too late, so he said goodbye and went back to rest, and the old man called out behind him: "Young man, if you have any flaws tomorrow, come and enjoy the lotus with me again." ”
Early the next morning, Xu Nian shouted outside: "Everyone, come down and have dinner quickly, and then go to meet with other sects." Zhang Zhao went downstairs to eat, and as everyone went out, he met the disciples of the two factions of Yunyangling and Fengweitang at the entrance of the town, adding more than 100 people, and walked in the direction of the fallen wasteland.
That wasteland is more than 20 miles away from Lianhua Town, there is no avenue in a radius of more than 10 miles, it has always been inaccessible, the disciples of the three factions walked not long after, and they saw a deep pit on a flat ground in front of them, the pit is several zhang deep, several miles long, and there are holes everywhere on the pit wall. These situations are similar to what the three factions know, and the strange thing is that there are still dozens of people in the big pit.
Tang Lin and the three of them looked at each other, and they didn't hear that there were other fellow disciples coming. When I got closer, I was even more surprised, dozens of people in the pit were all unfamiliar faces, none of them knew each other, and these people had cold and extraordinary faces, and it seemed that all of them were not weak.
"Friends. Yu Qing of Fengwei Hall stepped forward to salute: "Yu Qing in Lower Fengwei Hall, what are you doing here?"
Everyone in the audience looked at each other coldly, all of them showed disdain, and a young man in a brocade robe in the crowd turned around and asked, "Fengweitang? What kind of sect is it, why haven't I heard of it?"
An old man next to him said with a smile: "It's a small sect around here, there are thousands of people, and it's normal that the young master hasn't heard of it." ”
The young man in the brocade robe laughed, looked at Yu Qing and didn't return the salute: "What kind of hall did I say, what are you doing here?"
As soon as Yu Qing heard the tone of the two, he knew that this young man's identity must be extraordinary: "This son, we heard that the wasteland near here has sunk, so we made an appointment to come and check it out, I don't know which sect the son is from?"
The young man in the brocade robe pursed his lips: "This young master is Fan Shi'an of Danxin Pavilion, you group of people don't need to check anything, where did you come from, go back." ”
Danxin Pavilion is one of the several major sects of Zhuhua City in the Xuanmu Domain, the pavilion master Fan Yongchang is a cultivator in the Yin and Yang realm, and the Danxin Pavilion is mainly to collect rare treasures and sell them at a high price, which can be called a wealth and power. It's just that Zhuhua City is hundreds of miles away, what is the young master of Danxin Pavilion doing here with a group of people?
Tang Lin took a step forward: "This is the jurisdiction of my three factions, I don't know what you have to do here? ”
"Three factions?" Fan Shi'an looked up: "I care about your three factions and five factions, I heard that there are several crypts trapped here, let's come over and see if there are any things that can be used." ”
After speaking, he turned around and shouted, "Have you finished discussing it, when will you go in?"
Not far in front of him, there were more than a dozen people gathered together and were talking about something, and one of them turned around and said, "Let's discuss it, let's go our separate ways, and what we find depends on our luck." ”
Seeing more than 100 disciples from the three sects, more than a dozen people came over, and a middle-aged man with a short beard and gray robe asked, "Why are you here again?"
Fan Shi'an didn't even glance at the disciples of the three sects: "What are they looking for, our groups of people came first, what are they going to do, wait until we leave." ”
"Everyone, this is the jurisdiction of my three factions, do you have to abide by some rules?" Xiao Yinghao stepped forward and stood side by side with Tang Lin and Yu Qing: "What you want to do, you have to put it on the surface." ”
The short-bearded middle-aged man raised his eyes and arched his hand: "In Guiquan, Miaozhutang, Xiagui Zhushan, the underground palace has sunk down from the leylines here, and we all came here after hearing the news, and you also know that a dark place like this that has not seen sunlight for hundreds of years, maybe there will be some treasures below." I am sorry that I did not inform everybody in a hurry. ”
Tang Lin and the three of them were shocked in their hearts, Guizhu Mountain was one of the four saints of Xuanmu, although Miaozhutang was only a branch, and its strength was not much stronger than the three factions.
After Gui Quan finished speaking, he turned to Fan Shi'an and the group: "My Miaozhu Hall is to the south, your Danxin Pavilion is to the east, and Senior Ling is leading people to the south, so let them go all the way." ”
Fan Shi'an sneered: "What are they? Why should they be divided all the way?"
(End of chapter)