When the beggar heard Wu Zhiyuan's question, he laughed out loud, and asked instead of answering: "What do you look like in my outfit?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan looked the beggar up and down, thinking that this was no different from a beggar, but now that he was his own master, it was disrespectful to say that he was like a beggar, and he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Master, he never pursues material comforts, so he has always dressed simply, and the outside world calls him the beggar king. When it comes to the beggar king Ceres, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it. Zhang Zefang explained with a smile on the side, probably guessing what Wu Zhiyuan was thinking, and it was considered to have relieved him.

Only then did Wu Zhiyuan know that the original name of this unkempt beggar master was Ceres, and he was called the king of beggars. Looking at his dress, he is worthy of his name as the king of beggars.

"Alright, it's getting late, we should leave too." The beggar clapped his hands, stood up, turned his head sideways and said to Wu Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, you go and pack your things, and then come with us." ”

Wu Zhiyuan was suddenly stunned, he was about to leave home just after worshipping the teacher, and it was already a watchday, it was getting late, Wujia Village was not in front of the village and there was no store behind the village, and the road was southbound at night, why was the master in such a hurry?

The Wu couple hurriedly stepped forward to stay as a guest, and the couple had just reunited with Wu Zhiyuan, and they were about to face separation, and they were really reluctant to give up.

"Master, can you stay for a few days before leaving?" Wu Zhiyuan also wanted to keep Gu Shen and Zhang Zefang, if Gu Shen and Zhang Zefang left tonight, then he could only follow, but he always had one thing in mind.

Gu Shen waved his hand lightly, declined the kindness of the Wu couple, he looked at Sheng Wanxiang who was sitting on the kang, and said to Wu Zhiyuan: "If you have something, you can come to me a few days later." ”

"Where do I go to find you?" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly asked.

"You've been to that place." Gu Shen pretended to smile mysteriously, seeing Wu Zhiyuan's puzzled expression, and then said, "Yonghe Yizhuang." ”

"Yonghe Yizhuang?" Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this name was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember the specific location for a while.

"Well, come over as soon as you're done, I'll wait for you." The god of grains waved slightly to the Wu couple, turned around and walked out the door.

Zhang Zefang patted Wu Zhiyuan on the shoulder, said goodbye to the Wu couple, and followed Ceres, the two of them walked briskly, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

This night was the most peaceful and peaceful night in Wujia Village for more than 100 years, and the villagers of Wujia Village experienced more than ten days of restless sleep and food, and they all slept very peacefully tonight. But in this clean night, Wu Zhiyuan didn't feel sleepy.

His heart had been worried, worried about the safety of the Moon Shadow Immortal. During the day, the scene of the drought and the moon shadow striking the immortal off the cliff kept coming to mind and lingered. Under the cliff is the legendary Valley of Death, the White Wolf Valley, and the Moon Shadow Fuxian may not have physiology.

Despite this, before seeing the corpse of the Moon Shadow Fuxian, Wu Zhiyuan still believed that she was still alive. This belief is not self-deception, but the inner feelings. He also has the same feelings for Sheng Wanxiang, and it can be said that Moon Shadow Fuxian and Sheng Wanxiang have the same status in his heart.

It is undeniable that there are relationships in this world, but in real life, there are more feelings that hover between two or more people and are divided by several people, and each relationship is enough to be unforgettable.

Wu Zhiyuan's relationship is such a situation in the world, Moon Shadow Fuxian and Sheng Wanxiang can work hard for him, and even sacrifice their lives, he also has inseparable feelings for Moon Shadow Fuxian and Sheng Wanxiang, this is not hypocrisy.

After a night of tossing and turning, when the sky was dark, Wu Zhiyuan got up to pack up and prepare, he didn't sleep all night last night, and thought carefully about the dangers and tools that need to be prepared in the White Wolf Valley under the cliff behind the mountain.

"Zhiyuan, I wanted to ask you last night, why haven't I seen the girl in red last time with you?" Wu Shi saw that Wu Zhiyuan was busy, and asked suspiciously.

Sheng Wanxiang also set her eyes on Wu Zhiyuan when she heard this, in fact, she was also concerned about the safety of Moon Shadow Fuxian.

"I'll go find her, and you stay at home and wait for me to come back." Wu Zhiyuan pinned the Blood Shadow Demon Knife behind his waist, and turned to Sheng Wanxiang and said. Looking at Sheng Wanxiang's bright eyes, Miaomu looked at herself with concern, although she didn't say a word, but her mind Wu Zhiyuan already understood.

Sheng Wanxiang nodded lightly and watched Wu Zhiyuan walk out of the house.

"Mom and Dad, take good care of the evening fragrance, I'll be back soon." After Wu Zhiyuan told his parents who sent him out, he turned around and left, but was stopped by Wu Chengxi.

"Zhiyuan, where are you going?" Wu Chengxi had a worried look on his face.

"I'll go to the back of the mountain to find Moon Shadow." Wu Zhiyuan replied bluntly.

"It is said that there is a deep valley behind the mountain, which is full of wolves, and no one has ever dared to go there." Wu Chengxi's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stopped Wu Zhiyuan.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'll be back before dark." Wu Zhiyuan broke free from Wu Chengxi's arm, ignoring his parents' advice, turned around and rushed towards Longshan.

I grew up at the foot of Longshan, but I have never heard of the place of White Wolf Valley behind the mountain, listening to this name, you can imagine that the valley must be a wolf's den, and now he has the cultivation of the third layer of the Guiyuan Dao Law, plus the blood shadow magic knife in his hand that sharpens gold and broken stones, Wu Zhiyuan is sure that he can retreat from the White Wolf Valley.

Longshan is tall and straight, the mountain is steep, if you go over the mountain, you don't have the mysterious light body spell like Shigong Gushen, I'm afraid it will take a day to hike, after thinking about it for a while, Wu Zhiyuan plans to go around to the back of the mountain.

There are many hills in Shandong, and Longshan is a relatively large part of the hills, and when Wu Zhiyuan went around to the back of the mountain, it was already close to noon. At this time, the wind is high and refreshing, there are no clouds, at a glance, the low bushes behind Longshan Mountain, the dry grass is desolate, and it is not desolate.

The appearance of the back of the mountain is completely different from the front of the mountain, there are piles of rocks in front of the mountain, except for the dwarf trees and dead grass behind the mountain, there is almost nothing to cover the eyes, Wu Zhiyuan saw a dark deep valley in the distance at a glance. The deep valley was close to the mountain, and vertically downward, and in the distance you could hear a piercing wolf howl, and the tone was terrible and terrifying.

Wu Zhiyuan clenched the Blood Shadow Demon Knife in his hand, swept to the edge of the deep valley without hesitation, leaned down and looked down, only to see that the White Wolf Valley was like a giant urn, the bottom of the urn was extremely deep, the rocks were steep, and it was difficult to climb. In the center is a towering tree, its branches and leaves have withered, and its height reaches to the ground.

Observing along the ancient tree, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but be surprised, only to see the wolf's head scurrying under the ancient tree, and there were no less than a hundred of them, all of them gathered under the ancient tree, staring at Wu Zhiyuan standing on the top of the valley and howling wildly.

Looking up from the position of the valley, Wu Zhiyuan found that the rocks on the edge of the top of the mountain were like knives, slanting down, which happened to be the place where the Moon Shadow Fuxian fell.

The Moon Shadow Fuxian was knocked off the cliff by the drought, if he fell into this hungry wolf valley again, how many chances would there be of survival, Wu Zhiyuan didn't dare to think about it, he only knew that since Lu Dao came, he had to find the Moon Shadow Fuxian, even if it was a corpse, he had to give himself an explanation.

Observing the surrounding terrain, Wu Zhiyuan was thinking about how to go down the valley, when suddenly a red strip of cloth on the ancient tree caught his attention.

"That's on the Moon Shadow Fuxian's clothes!"