Winter solstice, heavy snowfall.

Wrapped in a thin mink coat, Luan Yu pushed open the pawnshop door, and the snow on the street was ankle deep.

"It seems to be the heaviest snow ever seen in the southwest."

Although the coat is thin, the texture is foxy, and it is made of a handful of hair under the fox's neck, and the effect of blocking the wind and cold is still good.

Luan Yu tugged at her furry neckline, turned around, and hung the wooden sign with the word "out" in her hand on the doorknob.

"Isn't the boss doing business today?"

"Not anymore."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to be out for a while."

In the wind and snow, the middle-aged man with a black cloth wrapped in his arms had some disappointment on his face.

He also heard from his peers that some things that are difficult to sell on the market will be sold here for a good price, but now it seems that he is going to run for nothing.

"Dibao, don't you really want it?"

After more than a thousand kilometers on the train, he wanted to try again.

Luan Yu's gaze did not stop at the package that was tightly held in his arms, his clear eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head.

"Okay then."

The middle-aged man tightened his black package and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Luan Yu pursed her lips, "Take it in and I'll take a look." ”

In Changshengdang, the middle-aged man put the package in his arms on the table, his expression was a little excited, and his hands were trembling.

"Do you want to close the door first?"

Luan Yu glanced out the door, "No." ”

The package opened, and inside was a black iron box, the smell of rust could not hide the smell of rotting flesh emanating from inside, and a copper lock was hung in the middle.

"Startongue Mouse?"

The middle-aged man was taking out the key from his arms, and his face was stunned when he heard this.

He turned his head in disbelief, "Can this smell too?" ”

"Open it." Luan Yu said.

The iron box opened.

There's a dead mouse in it.

The mouth occupies more than half of the area, and at the same time, the proportion is extremely incongruous, and more than a dozen slender small tongues are densely stretched out from the open mouth, the tongue is like an earthworm, the meat is rolling, conical, and a large ball of tongue sticks out of the mouth, looking like it is chewing a ball of meat, and it has not been swallowed, which is very disgusting.

Fortunately, the rat has been cut in half and has long been dead.

The middle-aged man had prepared a lot of words to describe the origin of the startongue rat and the miraculous medicinal properties of its tongue, but just from the outside of the iron box, he could smell what was inside, and he felt that he had no need to talk nonsense.

"Where did it come from?" Luan Yu looked away.

"Changbai Mountain."

"You caught it?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man said truthfully, "At first, it was just an order for an employer, but I didn't expect that now that technology is so advanced, the broken tongue can still be connected, and it is useless for me to bring this thing." ”

"With me you can only tell the truth."

Luan Yu's gaze swept over the middle-aged man, "You can't kill the star-tongued rat." ”

The expression on the middle-aged man's face froze. Star-tongued rats have no vision and rely entirely on hearing to discern directions and hunt down prey. Those tongues are like tentacles, extremely sensitive, once they are like meat, they can suck blood or bone marrow, and often attack large beasts at night, although it is not beyond the reach of manpower, but if you grasp its life, it is not impossible to send more people.

It's just that I don't know why, in the face of this stunning woman in front of me, I always have a feeling of being pierced by a glance, and I can't squeeze out the idea of wanting to lie at all.

"300,000 is the price of the Star Tongue, but if you tell me who killed the Star Tongue, I will give you another 700,000, a total of one million, you can consider it."

Million!

The middle-aged man's eyes were red.

But the thought of that man made him shudder.

He is not a basket shop, but he knows a lot about the changes that have taken place in the basket shop over the years.

This business is about to die,

Those shepherds, the treasure bearers are almost extinct, it will be difficult for him to eat the food of these two dealers in the future, he needs to think about his future livelihood, and this million, not only can stabilize his life, but also to find another livelihood.

It's just that......

"One and a half million."

Luan Yu's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, "You still have half a minute to think about." ”

"A middle-aged man!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and glanced out the door, where the snow was falling, but there was no cold wind blowing in.

"The face is a little dark, with a foreign accent, and I carry a burden, and nothing else."

"Why did he give this to you?" Luan Yu asked.

"Actually...... Not the ...... he gave me."

The middle-aged man raised his head hesitantly, looked at each other, an electric current crossed his body, and hurriedly said: "I just got the mouth, someone broke into the Rouge River, that place you know, no one should enter, a hundred ghosts do not invade, it is a place where great treasures come out, and those who dare to break in alone are either crazy people or powerful ......"

"So, this startongue rat was actually picked up by you." Luan Yu interrupted him.

"No, it was the guy who paid me."

"What pay."

"Go into the mountains and lead the way."

"He doesn't need to."

"It wasn't needed before, but now it's close to the Rouge River and further in, it's all covered in demon mist, whoever enters and who dies, except for me, no one can come out of it alive."

"You?"

Luan Yu's gaze was on the unattractive man in front of him for the first time.

The face is somewhat rough, and the facial features are extremely ordinary, similar to those that can be found on the street with a casual pull, except for these eyes, of course.

"Yin and Yang Eyes."

Luan Yu nodded. A pair of yellow and black pupils are the characteristics of the yin and yang eyes she has heard of.

"Yes." The middle-aged man admitted.

"That's it." Luan Yu nodded, "When did the fog start in Changbai Mountain?" ”

"Half a year ago."

Inexplicable palpitations rose from my heart.

Luan Yu turned around and closed the door, then sat opposite the middle-aged man, poured a cup of tea, and said slowly: "I have a bank card of 1.5 million here, tell me everything you know, it is yours." ”

……

Winter wax moon

Since a flood flooded Sanchawan five years ago, the village has been dubbed a "mysterious" and "ghost village".

Don't let the living enter, don't disturb the ghosts and gods.

On the frost-covered village road, a black figure walked through the snow.

Many expeditions have been there in the past.

All are made up of young outdoor enthusiasts.

They entered the village late at night, broadcast live here, recorded videos, and unraveled the mystery of the ghost village of Sanchawan to the outside world little by little.

But without exception, when I left, I always felt as if I had forgotten something.

Only this man, as if he had returned to his own home, walked deeper and deeper along the village road, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard near the riverbank.

The door is open,

The stone steps beneath the feet, as well as the outer walls, were mottled and shattered by a flood five years ago, but only the decaying door panels were pasted with two door couplets symbolizing the meaning of the new year.

In the courtyard, there was the sound of footsteps.

The black shadow heard the voice, his body trembled slightly, he took two deep breaths, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Is it Sister Jade?"

"It's me, sister." The dark shadow spoke softly.

The footsteps in the courtyard walked to the door from far to near, stretched out his hand, and opened the courtyard door.

"Why are you here?"

Although the tone was unexpected, there was no wave on his face.

"There are two days left before Chinese New Year's Eve, and I want to accompany my sister."

The wind is biting, and the temperature on the banks of the Yellow River is much cooler than in the city.

"I heard you're going to Changbai Mountain?"

In the old residence, the two daughters sat looking at each other, and the woman in the white robe poured a cup of hot tea for the woman in black, and the tea smoked white and rose in the middle of the two daughters' sight.

"Yes."

Luan Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, and said, "There is a demon fog in Changbai Mountain, and that person has appeared here again, I think it may have something to do with Xiao Yi." ”

"You've been to almost all the dangerous places in the past two years, this time, are you sure?"

"Hmm." Luan Yu nodded, put the teacup on the table, looked at the other party and said, "Didn't Sister Jun Yao give up hope?" ”

The woman opposite was slightly stunned, "But I can't go out to find him in person like you." ”

"Maybe the second master will change his mind." Luan Yu shook his head lightly, "The most important thing is that your cultivation is still there, and we must also understand his suffering." ”

"I know." Wei Junyao nodded, "But if Xiao Yi doesn't find it for a day, I won't give up my cultivation, and I won't be willing to wait here." ”

"Sister is thinking, do you want to go back to the ancient road or the East China Sea?"

"If there is no such thing, then I will definitely go back."

"But ......"

"But what?"

"We are still not sure if Xiao Yi has left something in this world...... If there is, we can still use this thing as a guide, turn the Buddha tree into our body, and reshape it, if there is no ......"

Luan Yu pursed her lower lip, "Bai Xiaoyi, Wuxinhou, and Xuan Qingzi, the past, present, and future of him have all disappeared, even if it is the ghost baby of the Yellow River, he also died in the Three Immortals Island, sister, sister said something inappropriate, our chances are really small." ”

"You're also ignoring one person." Wei Junyao said.

"Who?"

"The owner of the Feng Tower."

"Him?"

"Xiao Yi is a demon star, and he has turned into two parts in the past, although he is dead, if we can find the landlord, we can also reshape his body and rebuild his soul."

Luan Yu was silent.

"I heard that this person is hiding in this realm, Second Master, I won't let you kill here at will."

Wei Junyao smiled, "Xiao Yi can slaughter all the gods of the East China Sea for me, what do I have to do if I kill someone for him?" ”

"Even if you are an enemy of the second master, you don't regret it?"

"I don't regret the world."

"Okay."

Luan Yu stood up, looked at Wei Junyao and said: "Actually, I have been suspecting that since Xuan Qingzi's death, Ji Zongbu has been hiding for many years and has not heard from him, and his appearance in Changbai Mountain this time must be related to Xiao Yi's death. ”

Wei Junyao nodded, with bright and red eyes, he threw himself at Luan Yu and asked, "If you leave, how should Changsheng take care of it?" ”

"Is my sister worried that news will come to no avail?"

Wei Junyao nodded.

"Sister, don't worry, before leaving, I have already handed over the pawnshop to a reliable person, and if there is any news, they will report it here as soon as possible."

"Who?"

"Xiaolingwei."

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Closing remarks

October 3rd.

End of book.

Since this day, there have been many changes around me.

I've been running between the two places.,It didn't stop until today.,Finally, I have time to finish writing the extras.。

Before writing the ending, I thought of several versions.

The first, and preferred, is not the current version.

Bai Xiaoyi cultivated hard, cultivated and upgraded step by step, and reached the realm of gods, and the writer Wei Junyao and the people of Wushan fought a bloody battle with Xuan Qingzi in the East China Sea, and finally ended with Bai Xiaoyi's tragic victory, which ended with the curtain down.

This should be a version that most people can accept.

But it is not the complete story in the heart of the play.

To quote a quote from the book: we are always thinking about the past and the future, but without exception, we are wasting this life.

This book started on November 13, 2017 and ended so far, nearly a whole year, there are lows and highs, Bai Xiaoyi and some ordinary people, helpless in the face of difficulties, countless illusions of himself when the most loved and dearest people are facing a desperate situation, incarnated as a superhero, turned out, he did it, but more often, he didn't do it.

This is the same as many helplessness in reality, I want to make Bai Xiaoyi more flesh and blood.

A murderous world where no one can act as a savior.

When I first conceived this book, there were actually no chapters like Nanming or the East China Sea Divine Domain.

There is not even the Yellow River Ancient Road.

I want to write a story about the grievances and hatreds between the rivers and lakes, there is life and death, and no one can control their fate.

However, the back is written crookedly.

I don't deny this, it's a matter of strength and level.

I couldn't keep my original intention and keep writing, and began to focus more on what cool plots readers like to watch, how to write longer, and how to make more money.

The bigger problem is that the setting of the story is misplaced.

In this age of machine guns, cannons, cars, and telephones, I really don't know how to write a story about the side door.

No matter how powerful the heavenly spirit treasure is, it is always more powerful than submachine guns and tanks.

Can a shuttle bullet solve the problem with these messy means?

Really, the level problem.

The stories of these people could have been better written and made them more alive, but in the end, such a result came to an end.

I'm disappointed in myself.

In the more than half a month when he didn't write a book, he thought a lot.

Read the book from beginning to end,

There are many problems,

inadequate preparation,

Sorry everyone,

There are also problems that some readers say they can't understand and solve,

To explain it in one sentence:

The beginning of the story is also the end of the story.

Everything is led to Bai Xiaoyi, so let everything end with Bai Xiaoyi's disappearance.

The new book is still in the pipeline, but perhaps many readers will not continue to read the book.

But no matter what, the drama is learning, working hard, not seeking to do the best, only seeking that the next time will be better than the last time.

Once again, I apologize to all readers.

Send each other off in the mountains, and cover the firewood at dusk.

See you all soon.