The courtyard was submerged in weeds and trees, and it was discovered by accident when Meixi had nothing to do. At that time, I was just curious, although the Mofu was not magnificent, but it was also majestic and solemn, why there was such a desolate place that no one cared about. She walked into the middle of the courtyard, and found that there were a few white plums among the weeds, and the flowers were particularly enchanting.

At that time, she was dressed as a daughter, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on this dilapidated courtyard, reflecting it even more bleak, and the depressed scenery set off the few white plums, which were extraordinarily full of vitality, and the moonlight was dyed, more like jade and snow.

She looked up at the snowy tree, the moon that seemed to be similar, the night that seemed to be similar, and the scene that seemed to be similar, but there was no one she knew. In front of her eyes, the eyes of "Yu Xiao" who finally fell off the cliff appeared, with surprise, sadness, and seemed to be apologetic. It's just that the handsome face has become uncertain in her mind, and the two different faces will appear staggered for a long time, and whenever she thinks of it, she clutches the concentric blood talisman on her waist fiercely, and asks herself: "Which one is the real you." ”

She said coldly to the bright moon in the sky: "I have a home and a family now, and I am doing well, so what about you?" This blood charm hasn't disappeared, I know you're still alive, do you still owe me an explanation? ”

She wanted to turn around and leave, but she heard an old voice from behind her: "Qiansu, is that you?" ”

Meixi turned around, and saw a drooping one-armed old man walking slowly through the gloomy weeds, with long unkempt hair and a hideous scar on the left side of his face. A gust of wind blew, the weeds rustled, the white plum petals fluttered in all directions, and his long hair was messy and fluttering in the wind.

Meixi couldn't help but shudder, is this a living hell? I was thinking about how to grease the soles of my feet and slip away. But in half a breath, the one-armed old man had approached her, she could hardly see how he got to her, her instinctive right hand clenched the full moon, and watched the old man in front of her vigilantly.

But seeing that the old man's eyes were still blooming just now, and they instantly dimmed in front of her, he shook his head in disappointment and muttered: "If Qiansu is still alive, how can you be so childish, you are really old and dizzy, and you can't accept old age." After a sigh, he turned desolately, like this bleak night, and people could not help but feel sad.

"Qiansu is your lover?" Meixi tilted her head and asked confidently.

At that time, the one-armed old man slowly turned around, looking at the little girl in front of him who was still childish, but was eight points similar to Qiansu, just "hehe" laughed dryly, and then, turned his head to stare at the bright moon in the air and said lightly: "Xiaofeng Wanyue, affectionate parting since ancient times." Over the years, the beautiful scenery of the good day is imaginary, even if there are thousands of styles, who to say? He shook his head, and his straw-like hair shook like a moving bird's nest. He stepped forward with his back bent and slowly raised his legs, his movements were extremely slow and sluggish, and he looked like a drooping old man who was about to run out of oil.

But at the moment when Meixi didn't have time to blink, the old man was already a hundred meters away from Meixi, only to see that there were no waves on his body, no soul and courage fluctuations, like the wind was clear and the clouds were light, if illusory if it was real. Meixi felt that it was a dream. The night wind blew violently, and she came back to her senses, and shouted unhappily in the direction where the old man had left, "Who else to talk to? Am I not human? ”

By the time she finished shouting, the old man had long since disappeared. Meixi's eyes were blank and there was no one in front of her, and she complained: "Strange man! She was carelessly about to turn away, but just as she turned her head carelessly, the unkempt old man appeared silently in front of her, staring at her, only a few inches away.

Meixi screamed violently: "Ghost! In a hurry, he pulled out the full moon with his left hand and swept towards the old man.

I saw that the old man's right sleeve was empty, swaying lightly in the wind, his left hand was behind his back, his face was serene, and he seemed to be motionless all over his body, but the beautiful full moon never pierced him, and the full moon seemed to be forever two inches away from the old man. Meixi was angry, the full moon returned to the sheath, and simply stared at the old man with big eyes, she stared at the old man without admitting defeat.

The old man was still in his original posture, and said lightly: "The current future is really getting more and more rude." ”

"You scared me first!" Meixi complained.

"Hahaha...... Is the old man really so scary? The old man smiled and walked slowly towards Meixi.

Meixi squeaked and said, "Also...... It's not scary, I'm just scaring myself. ”

The old man walked up to Meixi and said with a smile: "Stab the old man, let me see." ”

Meixi looked at the old man inexplicably, although he smiled, it didn't look like a joke. She suddenly pulled out the full moon with her right hand, and said with a villainous look: "You asked me to stab, you are not allowed to dodge or fight back." After finishing speaking, he prepared to stab the old man.

The old man stretched out the long voice "Eh~" and said, "The old man is talking about the left hand." ”

Meixi changed the full moon to her left hand in confusion, her eyes lit up, and her luck was extreme, and she attacked the one-armed old man like a meteor with a crazy glimpse.

The old man had a weak and unwinded atmosphere of decadence, standing still, looking at the unstoppable full moon in his face, at the moment when the full moon was about to pierce his throat, his body was like dust and smoke and ethereal retreat, only in half a breath, the fingers of his left hand gently pinched Mei Xi and stabbed his wrist, he gently took Mei Xi's wrist forward, Mei Xi was thrown out fiercely, and his body was like catkins with the old man's left hand that had no half of the strength to fall forward, seeing that he wanted an embarrassed dog to eat, The old man's old wrinkled left hand waved gently behind her, and an invisible suction force lifted her up.

Meixi took the opportunity to quickly change the full moon to her right hand, and the blue cold light totem under her feet appeared, and a move "Wind Flower Snow Moon" combined with the totem skill "Sea Embrace Hundred Rivers" was used violently, and suddenly the wind swept the sword qi, and swept the surroundings with great strength, and Meixi's body moved like flowing water, unpredictable between tangible and invisible.

The one-armed old man said softly "Huh" at that time, slowly waved his sleeves, and in an instant, Meixi's body seemed to be frozen in the air, and the air seemed to be suffocated for a moment, and the world sank into a silent freeze, and Meixi couldn't even breathe or blink. The old man's fingertips condensed a sword qi, he waved his hand lightly, this desolate mansion was like a hurricane passing through, the raging wind formed a huge whirlwind in the house, surrounded the beauty, countless sword qi in the whirlwind fluttered like the wind, with a fierce wind, but it did not hurt the beauty at all.

Although Meixi couldn't help herself, she secretly admired in her heart, this kind of cultivation should be the most powerful person she has seen so far. Before she could come to her senses, the hurricane suddenly stopped, and a sword made of white plum petals crossed her erection.

The old man looked at Meixi, who was not afraid at all, and said lightly: "The water is not deep, there is a dragon and a spirit, good attributes, but there is no good sword with your attributes, it's a pity." ”

Meixi cheekily asked, "Senior, do you have a good sword for me?" She thought to herself at the time: "Such a master, who has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, should still have a decent weapon." ”

saw the old man chuckle, "Hehe... You girl doll is really interesting, the sword is on the neck, and she is not worried about her life, and she dares to ask the old man for a weapon. ”

Meixi glanced at him, and scolded in her heart: "How old are you and me?" She puffed out her cheeks a little angrily, and pouted: "Look at your cultivation, you have already reached the level, you must be a big person on the mainland, how can you kill a small person like me who has no way to fight back, and besides, you don't have any intention of killing, why should I worry." After finishing speaking, he playfully blinked his clear eyes.

The old man looked at Meixi's playful appearance, and said helplessly: "It's really not like Qiansu at all." ”

"Of course! I'm not her. Meixi folded her hands around her chest indignantly and looked at the old man.

The old man waved his left hand, the white plum blossom sword scattered and swayed in the wind, his left hand was on his back, and his right sleeve was fluttering lightly and swaying left and right with the wind, there was nothing to say for a while, and the atmosphere became silent.

Meixi saw that every time she mentioned "Qiansu", the old man's eyes were full of deep sadness, and even the breath emanating from his body was tinged with a touch of sadness, which seemed to resonate with the surrounding scenery, and for a while Fengmu was sad. Seeing the old man's brows furrowed, a few strands of green and yellow hair and snow-white beard dancing in the wind, and the scars on his face that appeared from time to time made him even more lonely and sad.

Meixi put away her resentful emotions and said cautiously: "Tell me why it's different?" ”

The old man was light, retracted his thoughts, the corners of his mouth pulled out a slight arc, and said in a loud and heavy tone like an ancient bell: "Want to hear a story? He turned his head slightly, and stared at Meixi with a noble expression without sadness or joy.

Meixi nodded, looking deaf.

The old man smiled dumbly: "If you want me to tell a story, how can you not have wine." ”

Meixi immediately understood, and said loudly and eagerly as she ran: "Wait for me, I'll come when I go." ”

She thought she was fast enough, but she was suddenly pulled by the old man, his scheming eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, ordinary vulgar things are difficult to enter the old man's mouth, so I'd rather not drink it." When he said it, he looked like an unpredictable outsider.

Meixi rolled her black and white eyes, looked left and right, put her left hand to her lips, and whispered: "How about I bring my father's treasured drunken snow lotus?" After speaking, he regretted it, and said in his heart: "Dad, don't blame my daughter for cheating on my father, my daughter wants to put on a suitable weapon, and she is usually not so heartless, and when I have a satisfactory weapon, I can also glorify the Mo family, Dad, I will wronged you this time." She looked at the old man without any apprehension, waiting for his reply.

She expected that the old man would agree, because the drunken snow lotus is a rare wine in Nanzhu and even the entire continent, because it is brewed by the master of the Wanmu Spirit Realm Valley, he only uses a Jiazi to bloom the brocade snow lotus, the brewing process is quite complicated, not to mention, buried in the medicine field for ten years, this medicine field is not an ordinary medicine field, it has requirements for the weather, moisture, and the growth of medicines, and it is extremely harsh. And the most excessive thing is that he only brews ten jars at a time, and it is rumored in the mainland that people who have drunk snow lotus will be difficult to eat if they drink other wines. After Meixi heard the rumors, she once sneaked into Mo Ziyan's wine cellar, wanting to steal a sip of this elixir, but unexpectedly, as soon as she opened it, she was drunk by the fragrance of wine, and it was not an ordinary drunk, she splashed and rolled on the ground, as much as she wanted, she had no image, and in the end she was still feibai, and after being knocked unconscious, she resisted walking. Afterwards, she couldn't remember what she had done before.

The old man let go of Meixi, his face was surprised and playful, and he said in his heart: "Ziyan, you really have a good daughter, and your kid also has today." Haha......" Then he twisted a strand of white whisker with his left hand, and said slowly while rubbing: "Drunken Snow Lotus is a good wine, but it is too sweet, the old man still likes to drink drunk and forget his worries, the sex is strong, the entrance is spicy, and then the taste is slightly bitter, but after piercing the intestines, it is sweet and back, which makes people have an endless aftertaste, just like drinking the wind and frost for a lifetime." There was always a hint of sadness in his faint tone.

Meixi's face suddenly changed, frowned slightly, and said in her heart: "What a strange old man, I even stole my father's most cherished wine to him, and he didn't like it, he didn't like it!" He couldn't even look down on it! It's not that he has a problem with his head, drunk snow lotus! Drunken Snow Lotus! couldn't help but feel a little angry, and said childishly: "Hmph! What is drunk and forgetful, unheard of, my wine kiln, there are countless high-quality elixir and jade liquid, but I have never heard of this drunken forgetfulness. ”

The old man looked up at the night sky and muttered, "It's not a famous wine, but it's hard to find in the world." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was reminiscing and reminiscing, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an indescribable smile that made Meixi smile, this smile was slightly colder than the ten-mile spring breeze, and slightly warmer than the warm winter sun.

From the moment he smiled, the air around him seemed to become gentle and light, the night breeze gently swept through his skin, making people feel comfortable to the bottom of his heart, and the moonlight faintly cast a thin halo on his thin figure, like a warm luminous body.

Meixi was stunned and felt the scene of birds singing and flowers, and only heard the old man sigh affectionately: "Because it is made of Qiansu." Each word is full of thousands of catties of affection, and then, a tear slipped from the old man's slightly closed eyes, as if the wind could not bear to dry the tears, its slow falling speed like a reincarnation, dripping in the lonely night, hidden in the thick soil, but did not disappear in the heart of Meixi.

The old man still had that beautiful and incomprehensible smile on his face, and her simple eyes could not see through or understand the meaning of this tear, but she planted a wordless seed in her ignorant heart, as for what kind of flower it would bloom, she didn't know, but there was something more inexplicably in her heart.

That smile is like a prosperous and blooming happiness, and that tear is like a helpless regret.

The old man took a deep breath, twisted his messy white beard and said slowly: "I'll tell you the location, help the old man get it, and the old man will teach you this friend." ”

Meixi wrinkled her brows and said, "Could it be that that this place is very dangerous, and you can't take it, so won't I hit the stone with an egg." After saying that, he shrugged his shoulders awkwardly.

The old man's calm eyes said with a helpless smile as he listened to the perfect words: "Under a red plum tree in the flower forest in the east courtyard of your Mo Mansion, it shouldn't be a dangerous place for you in your Mo Mansion, right?" ”

Meixi frowned more and more, and asked in surprise: "It's that simple?" ”

The old man still said calmly: "It's that simple. "The serious look makes people embarrassed to doubt.

Meixi stared at the old man seriously for ten seconds, although the old man was sloppy, the decadent breath was mixed with a sour smell that seemed to be corrupt, just looking at the appearance, looking up and down, looking left and right, he was a poor and sour man, but he only had a pair of eyes full of life, like two holy lights that were not stained with dust, and the elite made people have to believe him, she let go of her brows and said, "Okay, a word is a certainty." As soon as she turned around, she quickly ran towards the perennial uninhabited Dongfeng Courtyard, she didn't want to hear any stories, she just wanted to ask for a satisfactory weapon, looking at the old man's sword intent, she knew that she was one of the best sword masters in this continent.

After she left, the old man raised his head and stared at the bright moon in the sky, and said in his voice full of vicissitudes: "Nianhua stubborn donkey, don't blame me, now this wine is not taken by me, it is not a breach of contract, if you want to blame it in the future, blame your granddaughter, hahaha......"