Wu Zhiyuan still remembers Sun Xiangu vividly, he can't forget the old divination woman who behaved strangely and abnormally, if it weren't for her guidance, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Dong Qian to return to Yang. However, this is also a somewhat strange old man in front of him, how could Feng Butong mention Sun Xiangu's name?

Shigong Gushen, Sun Xiangu, and Feng Butong, could it be that there have been some untold stories between these three people?

Feng Butong saw Wu Zhiyuan's face change, and guessed a few points in his heart, and asked, "Old man Gu really mentioned Sun Xiangu?" ”

"Uh...... No, no. Wu Zhiyuan came back to his senses from his trance, "Master, he never mentioned it." ”

A smug smile flashed on Feng Butong's face when he heard this, but this smile was fleeting, and he muttered, "What a ruthless and unrighteous negative person." ”

Wu Zhiyuan naturally heard Feng Butong's muttering, but he could only pretend not to hear it, so he covered his mouth behind him and cleared his throat and said: "Although the master has not mentioned the name of Sun Xiangu, the younger generation has had a few encounters with Sun Xiangu and her old man. ”

"What?" Feng Butong's body shook, and his face was full of consternation, "You say it again, you ...... Have you seen Sun Xiangu? When did you see her? Say it! ”

Seeing Feng Butong's excitement, Wu Zhiyuan concluded that he must have a very deep affection for Sun Xiangu, if the guess is correct, this should be a love affair.

"About a month ago, I met Sun Xiangu by chance." Wu Zhiyuan replied lightly.

Feng Butong shook his eyebrows vigorously when he heard this, if his eyes were still there, he should have blinked vigorously at this time. Eyes are the windows of the soul, and in the face of a person who has no eyes, Wu Zhiyuan can only guess the changes in his heart from the shaking of his facial muscles.

Feng Butong frowned for a long time, lowered his head and seemed to say to himself: "You are a disciple of Old Man Gu, but you met Sun Xiangu more than a month ago, so Sun Xiangu is really not with Old Man Gu." ”

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, secretly thinking that he thought that Sun Xiangu was with Shigong, but now he deduced that Sun Xiangu and Shigong went their own way and looked calm, and these three people must have a love triangle. Who likes whom in this love triangle should be almost cut off at this time. Sun Xiangu had asked Wu Zhiyuan to call her "Master" when she was seated, but Wu Zhiyuan had never heard Sun Xiangu's name in Shigong's mouth, at this time, the strange old man in front of him who had lost his eyes and was paralyzed was so nervous about Sun Xiangu's news, from this point of view, Sun Xiangu should be in love with Shigong Gushen, this Feng Butong has a deep affection for Sun Xiangu, and although Gushen has a strange temperament, he is dedicated to cultivation, and he also set a "colorless" precept for the Maoshan faction. So he shouldn't have much affection for Sun Xiangu. But this Feng Butong may have a prejudice against the god of grain because Sun Xiangu has a soft spot for the god of ceres, so he is not inferior to the Maoshan faction and the god of grains in his words.

roughly guessed the relationship between the three of them, Wu Zhiyuan had a bottom in his heart, at least he could avoid taboos in the conversation with Feng Butong, so as not to annoy this weirdo.

"Sun Xiangu, her old man lives alone." Wu Zhiyuan continued Feng Butong's words and said.

Feng Butong kept nodding his head when he heard this, as if he was in deep thought.

Xue'er looked at Feng Butong's reaction, and looked up at Wu Zhiyuan, who patted her on the shoulder a few times, signaling her not to be afraid.

"She lives by herself? Does she have children? Feng Butong bowed his head slightly, his tone was calm, but the expectation in his heart was overflowing.

"She has no children, and she has never been married." Wu Zhiyuan replied truthfully.

Feng Butong nodded, sighed and said: "I shouldn't ask this question, she can't have children, divination and fortune-telling is an act of revealing the secret of heaven, even if it is used to do good and help others, it is not tolerated by heaven, and future generations will be implicated." ”

Hearing Feng Butong's words, Wu Zhiyuan thought to himself, could it be that his master didn't get together with Sun Xiangu because he was afraid of being affected? If that's the case, then Shigong is a little too ruthless. However, after thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely, and it was more likely that Shigong should be dedicated to the Tao.

"Where does she live now? How are you doing? Feng Butong pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked.

"The juniors met her in a small town to the east." Wu Zhiyuan replied, but when he said this, he didn't know if it was time to tell the truth, and his words were divided, "She...... She ......"

"What's wrong with her? Say it! Feng Butong asked anxiously, and his voice increased a little.

"Her old man has already traveled with a crane." Wu Zhiyuan could only answer truthfully.

"What do you say? Sun Xiangu ...... She ...... "Feng Butong was obviously shocked when he heard Wu Zhiyuan's words, his whole body shook suddenly, and his legs also churned.

"Sun Xiangu, her old man has passed away." Wu Zhiyuan put it another way.

Feng Butong's empty eyes stared at Wu Zhiyuan deadly, the expression on his wrinkled face was a little dull, his chapped lips were slightly open, and after a while, his body was weak, as if he was about to faint, but he immediately stabilized his body with his hands on the ground.

At this moment, there was silence in the ruins. Wu Zhiyuan didn't know whether he should speak out and persuade him, and if he did, how should he speak? He is soft-hearted, and he can't see the weak showing their sad side in front of him. But as an outsider, Feng Butong must have had a lot of emotional entanglements with Gu Shen and Sun Xiangu that he didn't know, so he couldn't find appropriate words of comfort for a while, so he had to stand aside and dare not speak.

"How did she die?" Feng Butong propped his hands on the ground, his upper body leaned down, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't know if tears would flow from his eyeballless eyes.

This question made Wu Zhiyuan's heart extremely entangled, Feng Butong's love for Sun Xiangu was never adulterated, if he told the truth at this time, saying that Sun Xiangu used his remaining life to die for his own divination, then Feng Butong would definitely not give up with him, although Feng Butong was blind and crippled, but he was able to compete with his master for women back then, it can be seen that his cultivation should not be on par with his master.

But Wu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to lie and deceive such an old man who valued love and righteousness, so after thinking about it, he opened his mouth and replied: "Her old man is divining for others and has exhausted her remaining yang life, so she ......."

"She was full of divination, but she didn't expect to die in the end on her own skills, sad!" Feng Butong put his hands on the ground and shouted, raising his face to face the starry sky.

Wu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in his heart, fortunately, he concealed Sun Xiangu's divination for himself.

Suddenly, Feng Butong seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked Wu Zhiyuan, "You weren't there when Sun Xiangu was dying?" ”