Dark clouds swirled in the night sky, the wind howled, and heavy rain swept across the land.

In the wilderness, there is no village in front of the village and no shop in the back, only an ancient road extends from afar.

The low thunder continued, and the rain gradually became heavier.

There is a small shop on the side of the ancient road.

The boss's surname is He, he is in his early forties, and he is a villager in the nearby Xiaochi Town.

I have worked hard to build a house here to provide a place for travelers from the south to the north to settle down and earn a few hard-earned money.

Boss He sat behind the counter and sighed softly listening to the sound of wind and rain outside the house.

In such weather, most of the time there will be no more guests.

The small shop is located between Xiaochi Town and the Western Kongsang Mountain, and the ancient road outside the door is also the only way to Dongfang Changcheng, so there are travelers passing by from time to time.

Right now, in the small shop, there are a few customers, sitting quietly in the dimly lit hut, sheltered from the wind and rain.

Crackling......

The slight popping sound from the heart of the oil lamp woke up Boss He.

The sound of wind and rain outside the house was tight for a while, and it seemed that this night, the guests could not leave.

He thought so and looked up at the guests.

There are only five tables in the small shop, and three of them are seated at the moment.

In the darkest place, there was only one man sitting, and his face could not be seen clearly.

At the table closer, sat an old man and a young girl with extraordinary bearing.

There was a bamboo pole leaning against the table, and there was a strip of cloth on it, with the words "Immortals Guiding the Way" written on it.

The two of them are Zhou Xian and Xiaohuan who are wandering around.

At the last table sat four caravans, and the corners behind them were piled with goods.

The older of the four turned his head, smiled at Boss He, and said apologetically: "Boss He, the wind and rain are too strong today, and you have stayed up late with us." ”

This business traveler has come to his small shop many times to stop, and he is considered a regular customer.

Boss He shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm used to staying up late." But it's raining all day today, why are you still in a hurry, sir? ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "Actually, we know that the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out." ”

Boss He let out an "ah".

The old man drank a cup of hot tea and said, "Boss He, this world is difficult now." ”

Boss He was surprised: "What do you say? ”

The old man said: "Three years ago, the Demon Sect that had disappeared for a long time suddenly reappeared, and I heard that there was a big battle in Qingyun Mountain. Since then, in the past three years, instead of being destroyed, it has gradually flourished, fighting against the righteous path. ”

The old man sighed and said, "Now the world is in chaos, thieves are rampant, and there are countless robbers and robbers. We eat outside the home, and we are worried every day. For fear of encountering robbers, I hurried away, but I was blocked here by the wind and rain, hey~"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from a distant corner, and said lightly: "So, this gentleman thinks that if there is chaos and thieves run rampant today, it is all because of the Demon Sect?" ”

The old man was stunned and did not speak.

Zhou Zhou Xian and the two looked at them, Xiaohuan had grown a lot taller, his eyes were bright, and there were shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth, and he suddenly opened his mouth and smiled: "This old man." ”

The old man looked at her and said, "Girl, what's the matter?" ”

Xiaohuan said softly: "Old man, there is a small scar on the sixth point of the Heavenly Court, which is horizontal in the face, blocking the lifeline. When you get old, there may be a catastrophe. It's better to talk less and cause less trouble. ”

The old man Huo stood up, his face was cloudy, he glanced around, and finally sat back, and bowed his hand to the small ring: "Thank you girl for your advice." ”

He sat back, and the shop fell silent.

The mysterious man who had just spoken in the corner did not speak again.

But the long night was really hard.

After a long time, the four of them started chatting again, talking about the battle between the righteous and the demons in Qingyun Mountain three years ago.

They are just ordinary people, and what they say is nothing more than rumors. And those who are masters of cultivating truth have always been mysterious, and they are the best talking points for ordinary people.

As he spoke, he became more and more energetic, and the sound grew louder, and everyone else heard it.

“…… At that time, Qingyunmen was in danger, but fortunately, Dao Xuan Lao Immortal Gong participated in the creation, and with a light touch of his finger, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, which repelled the people of the Demon Sect! ”

"Fart!" Zhou Xian shouted.

The crowd was taken aback and looked at him.

Zhou Zhou Immortal said: "If Dao Xuan is really so powerful, how can so many people die in Qingyunmen?" Even the first seat of the Seven Veins has died two, and the other elders and disciples have suffered countless casualties, do you eat white rice when you are the demon sect? ”

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Xiaohuan said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I was persuading others just now, why do you talk so much?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled and said in a low voice: "Xiaohuan, don't scare me, you have seen my life, I will grow old safely, someone will send me to the end, don't worry, don't ......"

Xiaohuan was drinking tea, almost choked, coughed twice, and glared at him.

But Zhou Zhou Xian seemed to be aroused, pulled the stool, sat down on the side of the business car, and began to talk about the battle of Qingyun.

Xiaohuan is angry!

On Monday, Xianben ate with one mouth. It is vivid and lifelike to say, far better than others.

After a while, even Boss He couldn't help but come over, gathered around, listened to Zhou Xian's vertical and horizontal gaze, and looked back on the past while talking and laughing......

Yes!

Hearing the highlights, several young people let out exclamations at the same time.

couldn't help asking, "Uncle, were you also present at the time and knew so carefully?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian patted his shirt casually, shook his head and said: "I have never been willing to interfere in these things of fighting and killing, so let those Qingyun juniors do it!" ”

Everyone was taken aback and in awe.

Unexpectedly, Xiaohuan squirted out the sip of tea he had just drunk with a "poof", coughing non-stop.

Zhou Zhou Xian glared at her, then turned back and smiled.

At this time, a young man next to him asked: "Uncle, what happened to the disciple surnamed Zhang and Kun in Qingyunmen, is it really the other Qingyun?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "This is not clear, there was chaos in the field at that time, and it seemed that he had passed out, and was finally robbed by the people of the Demon Sect, and he has not been seen since." ”

The people around sighed.

Originally, the major secret of Qingyunmen would never be passed on, but there were quite a few people present that day, so after a long time, it slowly spread.

It's just that what Zhou Zhou Xian said was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Boss He sighed and said, "I don't know how the two years are now?" ”

"They ......"

Suddenly, the voice of the mysterious man sitting in the corner rang out, with a hint of vicissitudes.

Zhou Zhou Xian turned his head, looked at him and said, "What, this brother, don't you know?" ”

The man said slowly, "Of course I know. It's just that even if you've seen them before, you won't recognize them now......"

Xiaohuan frowned and said, "What's wrong with them?" ”

The man did not speak again, hiding himself in the dark.

The wind and rain outside the house swept the world, as if it was a little bigger......