A small bun in a white robe jumped up from the downhill, covered in mud, and before the person arrived, a voice came from below: "Why are you two here?" It's hurt for me to look for it for a while, my aunt is going to do the morning class today, no one is playing with me, you can play with me, I'll take you to Maoshan Sect to walk around, there are a lot of fun places...... Hey, Senior Sister Wang Han, why are you here? ”

Looking at the lame old woman sitting on the ground and rolling around, Xiao Baozi put his finger to his lips and asked, with a look of ignorance. I and Zamao Xiaodao are also a little helpless, I didn't expect that this Maoshan Gate, the elder's wife, is not much higher than the quality of the wild woman in the countryside, and it is not unreasonable to think that Xu Xiumei would rather stay in the water for seven days and seven nights than go home.

Seeing Baozi and asking herself, the lame old woman struggled to get up as if she had found a backer, grabbed Baozi's white and tender hand, and said Baozi, these two little beasts bullied me, a lonely old man, this scar-faced boy is the culprit who killed your Senior Brother Xu, little Baozi, do you remember that your Senior Brother Xu always brings you fish to eat, go and tell your master, come and catch these two little beasts!

She said eagerly, and unconsciously used her strength, coupled with her age, her hands like bird claws were thick and rough, and she pinched the little bun very uncomfortable: "Senior Sister Wang Han, you pinched me, let me go first." ”

When the lame old woman let her go, the little bun pretended to be an adult and asked, and then shook his head and expressed the words I said before to the lame old woman, and then added, saying that it was a thousand-year-old flying corpse that killed Senior Brother Xu, and the flying corpse subdued Brother Lu Zuo and burned it, speaking of which, he took revenge on you, so Senior Sister Wang Han, not only can you not blame him, but you must be grateful to him for avenging you regardless of his previous suspicions - as for who killed Senior Brother Xu, I have to ask who sent him out?

This little bun is also an extremely smart person, and he immediately analyzed the doorway in it, and said that the lame old woman didn't say half a word, she was stunned for a long time, and cried: "It's a half-tone practice to bully me, this huge Maoshan Mountain, there is no place where I can stretch, you wait, wait for my son to come back, I want to tell him to go ......"

Although Baozi is young, he also knows that he comforts people, and pulls this lame old woman to comfort her, and finally coaxes her down the mountain, turns around and sighs, puffing out a face like a bun and shouting: "It's so laborious, when you come back next time, you must bring me two boxes of that energy bar - the rest of yesterday, I couldn't help but eat secretly in the middle of the night, woo." ”

I smiled and nodded, saying that if you can call Ah Fu to come out to pick us up, let alone two boxes, even four boxes.

"Really, really?" Baozi stretched out his hands excitedly and began to count how many of these four boxes there were, counting and counting, he was about to die of happiness. It's so noisy, I can't stay anymore, so I stood up and said let's go back. I sat in front of this grave all morning, and my stomach was rumbling with hunger, so I said yes, and went down with the bun, while the miscellaneous trail stayed for a while, and carefully took out a small flower that was somewhat deformed from the pocket of my clothes, white and tender, and gently placed it on the tombstone, sniffed it gently, closed my eyes, raised my head and took a deep breath, and then said softly: "Tao Tao, I am leaving......"

He stood up, straightened his waist, and blew the wind from the distant mountains, blowing the surrounding green trees into a sway, making a whining sound, such as resentment, such as crying, making people feel sad in their hearts, and spontaneously arise.

The miscellaneous trail was gone, and he didn't turn back, and the lonely mound behind him was illuminated by the sun, and there was a different kind of warmth.

From the Houshan cemetery back to the Zhenling Palace, the road is a little far, but along the way we have never encountered an ambush similar to the last time, obviously Chen Zhaohong and Sun Xiaoqin's previous behavior was just a temptation under Yang Zhixiu's acquiescence, and could not rise to the table, and when Fu Jun warned Sun Xiaoqin, Yang Zhixiu stopped all temptations, but decided to divide the victory and defeat on the basis of tomorrow's ceremony.

If Senior Brother can not only restore my innocence, but also be able to re-enter the Maoshan Gate Wall, this will definitely be able to hit Yang Zhixiu's prestige, so as to pave the way for intervening in the investigation, and it can be carried out justifiably.

When I arrived at the Zhenling Palace, it was meal time, and I saw that in the dining room, the senior brother was actually also dining, accompanied by Li Zefeng, as for Fu Jun, I heard that people said that they went elsewhere, and we didn't dare to ask too much, so we sat down next to the senior brother. There were three dishes of side dishes in front of the senior brother, a bowl of sour radish, a plate of fermented bean curd, and a plate of verdant water spinach, which was less than others. He ate slowly, and when he saw us sitting down, he naturally asked us where we had gone in the morning, and when we went to the back mountain grave, his expression was quite strange, as if he had eaten a worm.

After coming back, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao looked sad, and I didn't eat much, but I ate three bowls of steamed buns with me.

This little girl was eating the coarse tea and light rice of the Zhenling Temple, and complained that the food here was not good, and she finally came to a trip, not even steaming the steamed buns, eating this every day, and she didn't have any strength at all, and she faded into a bird. She often saw the disciples of the Zhenling Hall hunting in the back mountains, getting some pheasants and rabbits for barbecue, and when she saw the meat, her eyes turned green, and even her grandmother refused to share a little.

After dinner, I played with the buns for a while, but for the sake of insurance, I didn't accompany her to visit the whole Maoshan Mountain, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, the squirrel named Qiqi came to her, chirping and cooing for a while, and then she reluctantly left.

Baozi is a little devil against the sky, playing with children of this age is really a physical work, more exhausting than dealing with a big battle, I want to rest for a while, but the miscellaneous trail beckoned me to a corridor in the air.

When I reached the wooden corridor shaded by the green pines, I found the elder brother standing under the shade of the trees, and the bright sunlight was shining on his face through the gaps, wandering. I beckoned to the two of them, what the matter, and came here to talk?

The miscellaneous trail missed me a position, and pulled me under the shade of the tree, saying that the wall has ears, and that it is better to be careful in everything.

My heart pounded as he said this. The Dao method is magical, but everyone has their own way to deal with it, we are in this Zhenling Palace, and the people outside, even if it is Yang Zhixiu, can monitor our conversation, but the people in the Zhenling Hall are different, because they are familiar with the formation inside, and master it, if they deliberately want to know, it is not impossible, but they need to pay some price, and where we are now, Zhenkun is in sight, it is just a dead end, and there is no possibility of being heard at all.

But here, who do we need to guard against?

Fu Jun? Almost instantly, I thought of the name, and when I looked up, I just heard the elder brother stretch out his hand, and there was a red Chinese knot on his wrist, with a faint luster coming out of it, which seemed to have a shielding effect. He coughed and said that I still need to go to other places in the afternoon, and I won't talk to you much, and I will go to the main hall of Qingchi Palace tomorrow, and everything will be done according to my instructions, but you need to pay attention to three people.

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao had already communicated with the senior brother before, and now he was the most reluctant, so he nodded and said Senior brother, please speak.

The first is Liu Xuedao, the elder of the torture hall, whether Lu Zuo can pass this pass mainly depends on his approval, if he passes there, even if Yang Zhixiu is unwilling in his heart, he will not rashly challenge the authority of the elder of the torture hall; The second is Yang Zhixiu, this person has a good face and an evil heart, a typical hypocrite, whether it is a question or a conversation, you need to respond carefully; The third person is ......

Senior Brother deliberately lengthened his voice, and Miscellaneous Xiaodao said in a deep voice: "Fu Jun? ”

A stone fell in my heart, and there were no stupid people around Zhilu Dao, and the experience of mixing rivers and lakes with miscellaneous trails was far better than me. The senior brother also nodded, and said yes, it is me, a harmless junior brother, in the years he has been in Maoshan, he has been at peace with Yang Zhixiu and harmonious, not only because he takes care of the overall situation and is good at dancing with long sleeves, but also because he has his own proposition - and this proposition directly refers to the head of the Maoshan Sect.

Seeing that I was a little puzzled, the senior brother explained: "The reason why Yang Zhixiu can only become a talker, not the head, is not only that his own ability is not enough to support the front door of the Maoshan Sect, but also because the conditions for becoming the head of the sect are very harsh - there are a lot of things involved, I won't talk to you in detail, according to the convention, the next head will inevitably come out from under my master, and although there are a lot of talents in our generation, there are only a few who can really convince the public, I am one, but I am a big disciple of the outer sect, According to the principle of the inner king and the outer handsome, they are generally out of office, and they can't sit on this chair; Prior to this, Senior Brother Fu Jun had always been the most vocal. ”

I wrinkled and didn't say that it was before that?

The senior brother smiled, pointed to the miscellaneous hairy path, and said that everything had changed after Xiao Ming was ordered by the master to return to the sect.

It turns out that if the miscellaneous hair trail that was exhausted back then was driven out of the sect and disappeared from the crowd, then naturally there was no threat at this moment, but the miscellaneous hair trail had wandered the world in the past ten years, but it was ground into a jade, scorching its brilliance, and the world was better than Fu Jun's, Tao Jinhong didn't say it sooner or later, but when he mentioned it at this time, things became very weird.

What's more, it is rumored that the miscellaneous hair trail has also learned the Divine Sword Thunder Channeling Technique, which is a peerless skill that only the head can learn, and only after the successor head is passed on, it is taught by the Elder Chuangong.

Hearing the senior brother talk about this relationship, I looked at the obscene face of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, and took a deep breath, Lao Tao won't have brain cramps, he really wants to make this kid in front of me the head of the house, right?