After a long time, I only heard a long sigh from the sheep herder: "No one would have imagined that a folk hexagram master could be feared by the emperor!" ”

After hearing this, Zhang Muyang was only shocked, how capable is this night wandering god, even if he is as famous as Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng and his generation cannot make the emperor jealous, how much ability does this blind Li and the dumb Dong have, thinking of this, his heart can't help but think of what the shepherd once said: Ten square warlocks, four doors.

And what kind of powerful method is this dominant Heavenly Gate?

"The two old-timers knew that they had leaked the secret of heaven, so they rushed to smear and rush overnight, wanting to avoid this unwarranted disaster, but the world is not the king's land, where can they flee to. The eldest brother Li Shan thought about it again and again, the emperor just wanted him to speak, if he had no tongue, what could the emperor do with him? It's hard to force two mutes to speak. So the elder brother cut off his tongue under the dead tree despite his younger brother's objections...... "The shepherd said the old tears, and even the two shadows shook a little sadly.

Zhang Muyang was silent, he had this kind of feeling, Xue'er that day, master, stone...... Every time he closes his eyes, the past is vivid, this life is unforgettable, how can he not understand the pain of the shepherd at this time, but the more he understands this feeling, the more he doesn't know what to say, because he knows that no matter how much others say in that situation, it is just a whisper to the authorities.

After that, it didn't take long for the two brothers to die under the tree, but the emperor had a nightmare on the night of the first seven brothers, and in the dream it was pitch black, and he could only see the younger brother supporting the eldest brother and the two walking at night with the lights on, and he had been following them, like a prisoner, and every day when he woke up, he felt weak, as if he had really walked a long way last night. In fact, this dream is not terrible, but it is like this for several days, every night, the emperor also panicked, and asked the hundred officials what to do. When the shepherd said this, the corners of his mouth changed slightly, but Zhang Muyang couldn't tell whether the shepherd was crying or laughing.

"And later?" Zhang Muyang asked, because if the story ended so simply, then I am afraid there would be no current shepherd.

"You kid aren't stupid......" the shepherd paused and continued: "That is, under that tree, I don't know how long it took, until one day a sheep herding child got lost in the day, and unconsciously walked hundreds of miles to the bottom of the tree, coincidentally, the sheep herding child was also a mute, only babbling and screaming, but he did an action under the tree that he could not think of, that is, he actually cut off his tongue with the scythe that the sheep herding carried with him......

"He should be the ancestor!" Zhang Muyang asked.

"It's okay for you to think so, but it's true that after him, the mountain gate of the night wandering god can be regarded as the opening of the mountain......" The shepherd glanced at Zhang Muyang after speaking, but the words changed sharply and continued: "I think I saved you that day until now, I have always wanted to see the front and back of the body, but no matter how much strength I use, I can only see you in a cloud of mist, I can't see the past and I can't see the future, as if you don't belong to this world......" The sheepherd's words were quite playful.

After hearing this, Zhang Muyang didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile slightly embarrassed and said, "Maybe it's because my teacher is out of heaven......"

Just listening to Zhang Muyang's words, the shepherd frowned again and said: "Although what you said makes some sense, the strange thing is that I always have something to say to you." ”

After the shepherd finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, only to see that his eyes, which were originally quite bright, suddenly became dark and inky, which seemed to have infinite gravitational pull, as if there were heavens and stars shaking, unconsciously Zhang Muyang actually felt that he was a little sleepy, and his eyelids did not obey the call and closed heavily, groggy as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight, at the same time, in his ears, it was like countless people whispering, at first they were some noisy sounds, But after listening to it for a long time, I can hear the conversation I want to hear, and even feel where he is......

Suddenly, he only felt that there seemed to be ten thousand bright lights flashing in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, Zhang Muyang suddenly found that he was out of his body at this time, and he was boating on the lake with the shepherd, but the shepherd at this time was no longer the sloppy old man, but an old man in a wide robe and a crown of purple and gold hair, and even his appearance had changed slightly.

"What is this?" Zhang Muyang asked.

"It's my dream......," said the shepherd.

"Your dream?"

"To my dreams."

"But shouldn't your dreams be at night?"

"Isn't it night?" The shepherd squinted and smiled.

When Zhang Muyang looked back again, the whole sky had changed color, from the original bright orange and yellow, to dark purple all of a sudden.

"Aren't you curious about the future?" As he spoke, the shepherd used a long white jade stick to scoop up a river lamp from the lake, and the flame of the river lamp flickered, but there were countless scenes in it, like some mortal's past.

"Not curious!" Zhang Muyang said firmly, in fact, he was not curious, but now he was curious about those things that had no meaning to himself.

It's just that the shepherd listened to Zhang Muyang's words, but there were many concerns in his eyes......

After a long time, the shepherd only raised the long white jade pole and said, "Let me see it......"

After that, the long pole scooped up another river lamp, but this river lamp did not have a flame heart.

The look on the sheepherd's face suddenly became extremely ugly, his face was cloudy, and after a long time he said: "It seems that you are not as good as me......" There was an incomparable loss between the words, only to see him wave his robe, the scenery of the sky disappeared at once, Zhang Muyang only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body was like being filled with lead, and he fell heavily.

When he opened his eyes, the shepherd had picked up a lamp out of nowhere, and it seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"It's not early, go to bed early tonight!"

The shepherd only said one sentence along the way, but he never spoke again.

But there is always a thick fog in Zhang Muyang's heart, which cannot be dispersed for a long time......