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Pei Zongzhi sat at the gate of the temple, looked at the majestic rain for a moment, and spoke: "Rumors ......"

"The rumors are not ......empty," Mr. Huangshi said quickly.

Pei Zongzhi glanced at him and interrupted him very facelessly: "It may also be a false rumor." ”

Mr. Yellowstone rolled his eyes, not wanting to bother him anymore.

"I want to go into the mountains." Pei Zongzhi, who had been sitting at the door for a long time, stood up, went to the donkey cart and turned out his coat and hat and put it on his body.

"You go into the mountains on a rainy day?" Mr. Huang Shi was stunned when he heard this, "I heard you right! ”

"Nope." Pei Zongzhi took the hat and stood up, "You heard it right. ”

"But this day ......"

"The sky is not good, how good is this land?" He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the temple's broken window, "Is this still the same way you came?" ”

Mr. Huang Shi and the donkey cart driver turned their heads to look.

The rain outside the temple was heavy, and there was no trace of a single person on the official road outside, and the yellowed weeds on the side of the road were swayed by the rain, and they fell to the side in a noisy and messy manner.

After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Huang Shi's face changed greatly: "Before the rain, it was summer, but now the scene outside is clearly late autumn." ”

In an instant, summer turned to late autumn.

How is this possible?

How could there be such an unbelievable thing in the world? The coachman's face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master Guan appeared, save the little one, the little one doesn't want to die here...... " If it weren't for the fact that there were two other people here, he would have fainted with fright.

"Don't say goodbye." Mr. Huang Shi stretched out his hand to help the coachman on the side up, and looked at Pei Zongzhi, who was slowly arranging his clothes and hats and tying up his robes, "Instead of worshipping Master Guan, it is better to worship him." Pei Zongzhi, what's going on? ”

"I don't know." Pei Zongzhi shook his head, stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples, and sighed, "This Yin and Yang Thirteen Disciplines, those who are proficient in one subject, there are many in this world." But there are very few who can go through these thirteen subjects. I can't do it either, if it is...... She...... Here, it's probably a lot better. ”

Oh, that girl!

"Then ......," Mr. Yellowstone wanted to ask.

Pei Zongzhi shook his head and interrupted him: "Don't ask." I only know that there must be Qimen Dunjia and the means of Yin and Yang here, and I can't see what other means are involved, so I want to go into the mountains and take a look. ”

"Wait!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Mr. Huang Shi hurriedly shouted to stop him, "Why are you going?" ”

"Into the mountains!"

"You're in the mountains, what are we going to do? What to do if there is danger? ”

"That's my business, aren't you all right?" Pei Zongzhi gave him a strange look, "What are you stopping me from doing?" ”

The coachman on the side looked dazed, Mr. Huang Shi sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and knocked on his forehead: "You're going to have an accident, how can we get out?" ”

"How did you get here, how to get out!"

Pei Zongzhi said, turned around and strode into the rain curtain.

Mr. Huang Shi was originally going to follow, but as soon as he walked to the gate of the temple, he was startled by a thunderbolt, and when he came back to his senses, there was still Pei Zongzhi's shadow in front of him. He shouted twice, but no one answered. He shrank back in the temple, and when he turned around, he saw the coachman looking at him with some fear: "He...... Has he always been like this? ”

Has this young eccentric always been like this? The driver likes to listen to others tell those legendary stories, but it doesn't mean that he wants to become a person in the story!

Mr. Huang Shi nodded, his expression complicated: "Let's wait here for him to come back!" ”

He ...... Could something happen? "The driver was a little scared.

"Probably not!" Mr. Huang Shi looked back at the murderous statue of Guan Gong in the temple, and was startled, at this moment he was extremely nostalgic for the statue of Confucius in Wen Zou Zou, "After all, he is Pei Zongzhi!" ”

I don't know how long I waited, the rain outside was endless, I couldn't see the sky, I couldn't see the hour, and it was extraordinarily long.

"Night rain, lonely temple, strange wind." Mr. Yellowstone shrunk and muttered, "This is simply a ready-made mountain spirit and wild monster story!" ”

The coachman on the side trembled.

"I miss someone so much right now." Mr. Huangshi hugged his legs and leaned close to the coachman, "That man...... It's just that the mountain spirits and wild monsters are scared when they see it. ”

"Who?"

"A goblin is scared to see it," Mr. Yellowstone muttered as he looked at the jumping fire in front of him, "Little Evil." is likely to be the most powerful yin-yang sorcerer in the world. ”

The coachman moved in the direction of Mr. Huangshi again: "Then where is his old man now?" ”

"Old ...... Elderly? Mr. Huang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, the original nervous mood was sent a lot, and he looked at the confused coachman, "She is not old at all, she is young, she is amazing!" ”

"As for who she is, I think her name will soon be known to the world."

"What's it called?"

"Wei Yaoqing."

"I haven't heard of it." The coachman scratched the back of his head.

"It's okay, we'll find out later." Mr. Yellowstone patted him on the shoulder, and because of this conversation, he was not as scared as before.

It's really weird, she is not here, mentioning her, it seems that the Buddha can ward off evil spirits, Mr. Huangshi shook his head and sighed.

The rain was still very heavy, and the door at the entrance of the temple was blown open by the wind, opening and closing, Mr. Huang Shi and the coachman struggled for a long time, and finally, the coachman stood up and went to close the temple door.

As soon as he reached the gate of the temple, the coachman was stunned, and then looked back at Mr. Huang Shi.

"What's wrong?"

"He's back."

is still dressed in a coat and hat, but his body is dirty, as if he rolled a few laps in the mud.

"Pei Zongzhi!" Mr. Huang Shi shouted, and seeing that he was still frowning, with a disappointed expression on his face, he walked into the temple.

"You ......"

"In vain, only a third of it really doesn't work!" Pei Zongzhi sighed, "Let's go!" When I arrived in Chang'an, I went to ask her. ”

"Yes, yes, let's go!" When the coachman heard this, he hurriedly went to pull the donkey cart, and looked at Pei Zongzhi with a blank eye, "How to go?" ”

"Come with me."

In the rain, except for the three of them and a donkey, there is no living creature in sight, how can an official road be walked? Before this, neither Mr. Huang Shi nor the driver thought that a mere official road could get out of the tricks.

To this day, I walk a few steps here and turn back, walk and turn back again, and I need to stop and wait from time to time.

At first, I could remember it, but after walking too much, I have almost forgotten it.

I don't know how long it took, but I could see a lot of pedestrians suddenly appearing at the end of the field of vision, and the sounds of conversation and complaining were so familiar.

The rain had stopped, the road was a little muddy, and the weeds on the side of the official road were glowing with the fresh smell of water green.

It's still the summer season, and it's still the official road, but it's different.

The young stranger had already sat back in the donkey cart, and the older one was still grumbling with a fan in his hand, and nothing had changed. The coachman was a little dazed: what he saw and heard just now was not a dream, it was real!

One day, I became a participant in those legendary books, and I was scared at the time, but afterwards, I had a different kind of excitement.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to leave? "The older ones are urging.

The coachman nodded knowingly, drove the donkey cart, and continued the journey.