"How?" The fat man asked Zhao Zixun in a low voice.

Zhao Zixun gritted his teeth, thought about it again, and felt that he couldn't be rash, although he was not domineering when he walked away at this time, but saving his life was the most important thing.

The fat man was afraid that Zhao Zixun would have to fight again, so he hurriedly said, "Why don't we go and treat the injury first, there's no need to be quick for a while." ”

"Let's go to the Five Aggregates first, MD, I was yin by this LYB, this hatred can't be forgotten, next time I will fight directly to the death, CTMD, grass."

The fat man nodded and said, "Yes!" ”

"Let's go."

The fat man didn't say a word, and immediately took the injured Zhao Zixun down the mountain.

Some of the elders of the Six Swords Sect behind him were unwilling to let Zhao Zixun and the fat man leave, and wanted to stop them, but the head of the Six Swords Sect stretched out his hand to stop them and prevented these elders from making a move.

Someone said unwillingly, "Boss, how can you let the tiger return to the mountain with such a good opportunity?" ”

Someone immediately chimed in and said, "Yes, boss, that kid is so arrogant that he can't stay." ”

The head of the Six Swords Sect shook his head and said, "He will definitely die." ”

"But, Fang Cai, you ...... say"

"Although the five aggregates view Yizi can relieve this prohibition." The eyes of the head of the Six Swords Sect narrowed slightly, and the killing intent was revealed, and said, "But if you need to devote yourself to Taoism, if you are not related to you, how can anyone be willing to waste your own Taoism to save others?" ”

When the elders of the Six Swords Sect heard this, they suddenly realized.

Someone praised, "The head of the sect is wonderful, and the Five Aggregates Concept is also a disciple of the Three Qings, and when he refuses to save the people of the Three Qing Sects, he can't blame us." ”

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Zhao Zixun and the fat man didn't know the vicious heart of the group of people in the Six Swords Gate, and simply thought that the Five Aggregates Concept could lift the ban.

After going down the mountain, Zhao Zixun and the fat man hurried to the Five Aggregates Temple, which was not far from the Six Swords Gate, and it only took a day on the way.

On the Five Aggregates Mountain, the Five Aggregates View is on the top of the mountain, which belongs to the Shangqing lineage.

When I arrived at the Five Aggregates View, I had just entered the door, and several disciples of the Five Aggregates Temple surrounded me.

Zhao Zixun covered his wounds, bowed with difficulty, and said, "Yuqing disciple Zhao Zixun came to see Jing Yizhen, and wanted to ask Jing Yizhen to come to his rescue." ”

As soon as the disciples of the Five Aggregates Guan heard that Zhao Zixun was also a disciple of the Three Qings, and saw the dazzling dagger in Zhao Zixun's abdomen, they immediately helped Zhao Zixun sit down, and then sent someone to report to the temple.

It didn't take long for a disciple of the Five Aggregates to trot out and shout, "Uncle Shi has an invite, please come to the Fog Immortal Pavilion." ”

"Thank you." Zhao Zixun said.

"You're welcome." The other party replied.

Zhao Zixun was injured, it was difficult to walk, and the fat man was there, so he supported Zhao Zixun all the way.

Before entering the Wuxian Pavilion, a middle-aged man walked out of the house, the man was very white, with peugeot facial features, and he was quite handsome.

The disciple who led the way from the Five Aggregates Concept introduced, "This is Uncle Jing Yi. ”

Zhao Zixun hurriedly bowed and said, "I've seen a real person." ”

Jing Yizi held Zhao Zixun and responded, "No need to be polite, come in, I'll take a look at your injuries." ”

The fat man said, "Thank you for the real person." ”

Jing Yizi took Zhao Zixun and the fat man to the house and carefully inspected the injuries on Zhao Zixun's body.

After a while, Jing Yizi shook his head, sighed and said, "This is the Amaterasu mantra, and the poor Dao is only shallow in learning, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve the curse." ”

When the fat man heard this, he said anxiously, "But the old dog from the Six Swords Gate said that he was looking for you and said that you could solve it." ”

Zhao Zixun glanced at the fat man and signaled the fat man not to be so rude.

Jing Yizi sighed, not knowing how to answer, so he could only be silent.

Zhao Zixun saw the gloomy color between Jing Yizi's eyebrows, so he asked, "Real person, what is the unspeakable hidden?" ”

Jing Yizi shook his head and responded, "I'm really sorry, poor and incompetent." ”

Although Zhao Zixun was a little disappointed, he didn't dare to blame others, and said, "It's okay, then I'll think of a way." ”

"I've made you run for nothing."

Zhao Zixun shook his head and responded, "It's okay, real people don't have to feel guilty." ”

"I'll send you down the mountain." Jing Yizi stretched out his hand to support Zhao Zixun.

Zhao Zixun struggled to get up from his chair.

At this time, a small thing that was placed in the pocket slipped out of the pocket and fell to the ground.

Zhao Zixun had injuries on his body, and it was inconvenient to bend down to pick them up, so he said to the fat man, "Fatty, why are you stunned?" Pick it up for me. ”

The fat man moved, and was about to bend over, but Jing Yizi had already taken the lead and picked up the little thing.

"This thing...... Where do you come from? Jing Yizi's hand trembled slightly.

Zhao Zixun said truthfully, "This is when I was in Jiuli Mountain, and the patriarch Qinglan entrusted me to find a person named Si Yu, saying that he would hand over this withered grass ring to that person. ”

Jing Yizi's face turned pale for a moment, and it took a while to answer, "She...... Are you okay? ”

"She?" Zhao Zixun didn't understand who Jing Yizi was referring to.

Jing Yizi said, "Qinglan, is she okay?" ”

"It should be pretty good, I don't know the specifics." Zhao Zixun asked suspiciously, "Real person, do you know her?" ”

Jing Yizi looked up and saw the blue sky, as if he had returned to Jiuli Mountain at that time.

Dusty memories are like springs of water, slowly pouring out.

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The light rain in the south of the Yangtze River is always so desolate that it cries, like the tears of Daiyu pear blossoms with rain.

Thousands of miles of mountains, mountain ranges, vines and trees, floating in confusion and confusion of raindrops.

The rain was misty and too fine, but more like fog, or like clouds, and it was scattered around the tree rings, and the haze shrouded the whole forest, obscuring the distant scene, and even the sky could not be seen. Si Yu saw the rain in front of him, the faint light reflected the raindrops passing in front of him, which made it easier to see the rain falling clearly, just like a silver needle, or a crystal needle more realistically, brushing down, Si Yu seemed to hear the rain needle rushing down from the nine heavens, colliding with the earth, but there was no sound, the raindrops were directly extinguished in the soil, scattered, except for the fertile soil wet, nothing was left. Si Yu was lost in the rainy forest, maybe only a hunter can find his way home in this forest sea, Si Yu thought.

She came from the rain, just as she came from the rain from fairyland, like a fairy who was not stained with dust, and the raindrops slid down her black hair.

She was carrying a bundle of firewood on her back, her thin body was as thin as a feather, and her forehead was covered with small droplets, and her forehead was covered with water droplets, I don't know whether it was the sweat that implied her faint body fragrance, or the cool raindrops in the evening. The firewood behind her was so heavy that she needed to stop every time she walked, hold on to the trunk of the tree, take a few deep breaths, or brush her sleeve to wipe the water from her forehead. At this time, Si Yu noticed that she was wearing a rough cloth coat, earthy yellow. Si Yu had never seen anyone wear such a simple dress with such a charming charm. A piece of naturally carved jade, without a trace of artificial transformation, that pure feeling, is the most primitive beauty, a kind of arousal of people's purest heartstrings, Si Yu's heart almost vibrated for her.

She carried firewood on her back and stepped on the forest path covered with fallen leaves, and the ground was full of red, and it was the fallen leaves that made the soil red, and the fallen leaves were red, like maple leaves, maple leaves in late autumn.

Far on the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a house, stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are red in February.

She stepped on the maple leaves, there was a sa sha's voice, very subtle, but in the quiet mountain forest, but it could be heard very clearly, Si Yu followed her from a distance, he didn't dare to take the liberty to go up and disturb her, he wanted to look at her quietly, he fell into her beauty.

The girl stopped and walked, and after walking for a while, a stream appeared. When the stream encounters steep terrain, it will go in a hurry, and then it is white, white and tender like cow's milk, but when it flows to a flat place, it is still white, and it becomes clear and transparent in a blink of an eye, and you can see the pigeon stone at the bottom of the water, which is washed round and greasy by the stream.

The girl put down the firewood on her back, she squatted by the stream, and washed her hands and arms seriously, like a child, and that serious appearance made people laugh.

Si Yu thinks that she is a girl who loves cleanliness, and she is also a serious girl.

A white velvet rabbit stupidly ran to the girl's side, as if attracted by the faint scent of her. When the girl saw the white rabbit, she stretched out her arms, and the jade arms were really pure and immaculate. The White Rabbit leaped into her arms in amusement.

"Little rabbit, this rain has been falling for several days, A-Niang said, this rain is the Weaver Girl in the sky can't see her beloved Cowherd, sad tears."

The girl was ignorant, looking up at the sky, thinking about what the Weaver Girl in the sky looked like, she thought about it, and naturally she didn't know that behind her, there was a Si Yu who was looking at her frowning and raising her feet.

"Little rabbit, you said that the Weaver Girl can't see the Cowherd, why do you cry for so many days in a row, is this love? If I can't see my Langjun in the future, will it be like this? ”

The girl was serious, as if she was thinking about some advanced philosophy, and Si Yu behind her shook her head, I don't know if it was because she was helpless about the girl's innocence, or if he didn't agree with the girl's idea.

"Let's go, I'm going home, you should go home too." The girl put the white rabbit in her arms on the grass and said to herself.

The girl struggled to carry the bundle of wood on the ground, and the wood weighed her staggering like a drunken man.

Suddenly, the girl's feet slipped, her body lost her balance, and her hands swung wildly in the air, trying to grasp something to stabilize her figure. When the girl finally stood firm, she realized that she was holding Si Yu's arm, but Si Yu didn't help her, because Si Yu felt that such a pure girl, she wouldn't like him to do this.

"Girl, are you alright?" Si Yu saw that the girl's face turned red with surprise, and the peach was like this.

"It's okay, thank you." The girl withdrew her hand and patted her chest lightly to calm herself from her panic, she did not feel shy about contact with strange men like a woman in a small town in Jiangnan, and she did not have the coquettishness of twisting.