The old man has not seen visitors all year round, except for the senior brother Kucha Alder, the second senior brother Mei Sansheng and himself often come here to look at the valley, there is almost no popularity here, more of a kind of fairy energy, filling the entire valley, and the old man is really cultivating in the mountains can be described by the four words of fairy wind and dao bones.

The strange thing is that although he is nearly 100 years old, his hair is still half black and half white, and there are almost no unnecessary wrinkles on his face, but his cheeks are so thin that he wears clothes like a shelf, and he is skinny and has quite a gap, which looks even more mysterious.

He has lived in the valley of Wangyou all his life, it is rare to go down the mountain once in a few years, and then after receiving the apprentice, he does not go out of the mountains and forests all year round, and the plum crane accompanies him every day, like an immortal who has lost the red dust, only a seat of the landscape, and then he will come to life!

Today, as usual, he would have come out a long time ago, could it be that there is a visitor?

Feng Lingyu rarely returned to a quiet place, her steps slowed down unconsciously, she liked this landscape.

And as soon as the cranes saw her, they flapped their wings and fled as quickly as if they had seen something terrible in the distance, as if the farther away from her the safer they were.

The corners of Feng Lingyu's mouth showed a wicked smile, these little things seem to have hurt in their hearts, this is to blame her for often tying their wings together when she was a child, when the ducks were chased, and one time, almost the wings of these white cranes were cut off by her, but fortunately, the old immortal stopped it in time, of course, she was inevitably punished.

Since then, several white cranes have fled as far as they can when they see her.

It seems that they have a really good memory, Feng Lingyu walked lightly, ready to sneak attack the old man and scare him.

She secretly climbed over the mud wall, and the large red plum blossoms in the yard had bloomed one after another, and a faint fragrance swept in, fresh and elegant, and straight to the nose.

The courtyard is very large, and it is divided into two gardens, east and west, and it is estimated that the old man is not here.

She peeked around, but there was no movement at all.

Just as she was about to come out, a chubby Taoist boy looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old waiter walked towards the East Garden with two cups of tea, still muttering something in his mouth.

Feng Lingyu smiled secretly, picked up a stone, stretched out her hand and flicked it, and it splashed into the cup.

"Who?" The boy hurriedly looked around, but found nothing, just as a white crane flew over his head.

"Oh-" Dao Tong pointed at the white crane and said, "The master has spoiled you!" Really, I have to change the cup again! ”

He shook his head and returned to his room.

This three uniques are still the same, silly and stupid, swallowing slowly, the old man picked up the outcast, but unfortunately he is stupid by nature, laughing all day long, and he can't learn anything, so the old man will accept him to do some cleaning, he is also willing, diligent every day, but also attentive, Feng Lingyu used to tease him, but he still smirked and didn't care at all.

Taking advantage of this gap, Feng Lingyu made a flash mob, and when she arrived at the East Garden, she could vaguely see that there was a woman in addition to the old man not far away.

Because they were facing backs, they couldn't see it very clearly, and the two seemed to be engrossed in the game, with few words.

I have never seen this woman before, and I don't seem to see any other woman except myself, so what is her origin?

In order to hear the conversation between the two clearly, Feng Lingyu tried her best to restrain her breath, and took a light step to get a little closer.

The old immortal held a black chess piece in his hand, his long black and white hair hung down on his waist, and his wide black robe was raised without wind, he looked at the chessboard intently, and the woman opposite was sitting upright, without the slightest sense of laughter.