The tattered courtyard gate was crooked, a gust of wind blew, the soil on the courtyard wall fell down, the rotten wooden plaque shook, and finally fell to the ground, strangely it did not break.

Lan He hurriedly ran forward, picked up the wooden sign and put it aside, looked at Yan Yuncheng with an embarrassed expression, and hurriedly invited Yan Yuncheng into the hospital.

The whole courtyard is not large, it can be said to be very simple, only the east and west compartments and a main house, the walls are mottled, and you can clearly see the traces of the wall holes that have been randomly blocked.

"Cloud City, this way, please. "Blue River invited Yanyun City into the main house.

When he entered, it was very clean and tidy, and a low table was full of books, and an elegant old man with a clean face and meticulous hair was sitting there with a book in his hand.

"Master!" Lan He called out softly to the old man respectfully.

After waiting for a moment, the old man's gaze was removed from the book, and he glanced up at Lan He, with a peaceful look in his eyes.

"Blue River is here, sit down!" the old man put down the book in his hand and looked kind.

"Yuncheng, this is my master, the beggar of Hu'erhui. Lan He introduced on the side, "Master, this is a friend I just met today, named Yan Yuncheng. ”

"Junior, Yan Yuncheng, meets the senior. Yan Yuncheng bowed.

"There's no need to be polite, the humble house is shabby, and the little brother is neglected. The old man's tone was calm, and his face was peaceful.

"The seniors are serious," Yan Yuncheng said with a smile, "The kid has heard that if the mountain is not high, there is a fairy, the name is not high, the water is not deep, there is a dragon, and the spirit is a burrow, but the great virtue is Xin." ”

"A good one is a burrow, but Da Dexin. The old man's eyes, which had been calm, flashed with a bright light.

I saw the old man standing on his own, straightening his washed white clothes, and bowing deeply to Yan Yuncheng.

"Senior, who are you?" Yan Yuncheng hurriedly stepped out of the way, not taking the old man's salute.

"Little brother doesn't need to dodge, you can accept this gift, there is a word teacher in ancient times, and now I listened to the words of the little brother, so that the old man suddenly opened, and after years of unsolved puzzles, today he got what he wanted. The old man said solemnly and gave his hand again.

"The words of the boy can enter the ears of the predecessors, and the boy feels very honored. Yan Yuncheng's tone was sincere, "Sometimes I also think, there is no indifference and no ambition, for the sake of tranquility can go far, thinking about knotting a thatched house, and sending love to the landscape." ”

"When the time comes, you will be able to tune the piano, read the golden scriptures, have no silk and bamboo ears, no case work, talk and laugh with Confucianism, and there is no white ding, how fast life is!"

The kid sighed for a while, hoping that the seniors would not be blamed. Yan Yuncheng was a little excited, and said so much.

"Yes, people nowadays are lost in the struggle for fame and fortune, and they are ridiculous for the drunken and wealthy people. The old man had a thoughtful expression.

"Although the old man has the heart to return to the mountains and forests, fishing and farming, what is it, what is it。。。。。。 The old man, who was originally in high spirits, had a somewhat gloomy face at this time.

"But little brother, there is a saying that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

"Seniors, please speak, juniors listen. ”

"Although your words made me suddenly enlightened, but a good man is determined in all directions after all, when he has the courage to go to the moon for nine days and catch turtles in the five seas, he must not learn from me!" The old man spoke earnestly and amiably.

"What the seniors have taught is that the younger generations have taken it to heart. After listening to the old man's words, Yan Yuncheng also felt that his Dao heart was not firm enough, and secretly made up his mind.

"Okay, good," the old man looked Yan Yuncheng up and down, "You came at the right time this time." ”

"What does the senior mean?" Yan Yuncheng and Lan He are both puzzled, and they don't know what the old man means.

"In three days, the bucket will be opened, and you should not miss the opportunity to participate at that time. The old man saw his doubts and explained.

Yan Yuncheng turned his head and glanced at Lan He strangely, just as Lan He also looked at him, the two looked at each other, Yan Yuncheng was puzzled, but Lan He was embarrassed.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two, the old man guessed what was going on, so he spoke: "Did Lan He tell you about the Doubao Club, and persuaded you not to go to the Doubao Club?"

Yan Yuncheng nodded.

"It seems that Lan He really regards you as a friend," the old man looked at the two with strange expressions and smiled, "There is no doubt that the Doubao Club is dangerous, but cultivation is to fight for your life with the sky. ”

"This time, Blue River, you are participating with Cloud City. The old man looked at the blue river and said solemnly.

"Blue River, you first arrange for Cloud City to live in the West Wing. The old man commanded again.

After leading Yan Yuncheng to the west wing, Lan He quickly returned to the main room, standing respectfully in front of the old man, waiting for the old man's orders.

"I can't see through this. The old man said this after a moment of silence, and then picked up the book on the table and read it, and said no more.

In the west wing, Yan Yuncheng was looking at the room layout, the room layout was extremely simple, one bed, one bed, one table and four chairs, although it was simple, it was also clean and tidy.

Sitting on the chair, Yan Yuncheng began to sort out the doubts in his heart.

In the eyes of the world, beggars should be sloppy, but as an old man with a beggar's head, although his clothes are white and full of patches, he is unusually clean and tidy, and he has nothing to do with beggars.

Yan Yuncheng also noticed that the books read by the old man were not simple. I have followed my master since I was a child, and I have dabbled in various fonts.

The characters in the old man's book were a very old font, which was now extinct, but he still recognized it at a sight.

He also investigated the realm of the old man, and found that he couldn't see through it, and it seemed to be an ordinary person, but he couldn't be sure.

In addition, although he has been talking about the Doubao Meeting, until now, Yan Yuncheng didn't know what was going on with this Doubao Meeting, and the old man and Lan He didn't have any too many explanations.

Unable to figure it out, Yan Yuncheng was no longer entangled, and began to sit down cross-legged, running the Taixuan True Sutra, and wisps of visible power of heaven and earth drilled into his body, transforming into strength that penetrated the limbs of Baihui.

I don't know how many years of cultivation, when Lan He came to the West Wing to find Yan Yuncheng, it was already a bright moon, the sky was full of stars, and Yan Yuncheng found that he had changed into a gorgeous dress.

"Cloud City, let's go, I'll take you to a special place. Blue River pulled Yan Yuncheng's face full of mystery.

Langfeng City is already a city that never sleeps, and the treasure fighting will be held soon, and a large number of people will pour in, making the city even more lively.

All kinds of stalls and vendors line the streets, the cries of hawkers are endless, the shops and liquor shops are brightly lit, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out.

"Cloud City, look. Lan He excitedly pointed to the archway not far away.

"Zhangtai Street. Yan Yuncheng said softly.

"Go, blessed are you today. Blue River looked excited.

Walking into Zhangtai Street, the air was filled with a smell of fat powder, which made Yanyun City not very comfortable.

The attics on both sides were lit with red lights, and many scantily clad women waved the silk handkerchiefs in their hands, laughing and chanting, calling for passers-by to come and play.

Lan He seemed to be very familiar with this place, and from time to time a woman called out to him, and he responded one by one, full of spring breeze.

Yan Yuncheng's face was strange, and he understood what the so-called special place of the Blue River was, looking at the Blue River like a fish in water, Yan Yuncheng was speechless for a while.

When he was in Yanjing, Tianpei's dead fat man had encouraged Yanyun City more than once, and when he went to the land of fireworks, he was rejected by Yanyun City.

At this time, Yan Yuncheng couldn't help but miss Yan Jing's friends a little, it had been a month since he came out, and he didn't know if they had seen his letter.

Just when Yanyun City was a little worried, in the courtyard where it was still Geng Yulin, a person shrouded in a wide black robe reported.

"Our people have rushed over to find out, Lao Jiu has been killed after the failure of the mission. The man's tone was unsentimental.

"Click, rubbish!"

The sound of the wine glass being crushed suddenly sounded and turned into pieces, and the maid who was waiting on the side was so frightened that her face was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and shivered.

Glancing at the maid on the ground, Geng Yulin's eyes showed a trace of disgust, and he kicked out and landed on the maid's head, a cloud of blood mist burst open, and the maid was completely lifeless.

The black-robed man turned a blind eye to everything in front of him.

took out the silk handkerchief, Geng Yulin wiped a few drops of blood splashed on his face, and then threw it on the corpse of the maid, and said in a gloomy tone: "Send someone to me again, and give me his body to pieces." ”

Unconsciously, the two of them have come to a pavilion, the attic has three floors, and one of the stone tablets is written on the water side, taking the so-called Yiren, the meaning of the water side.

At this time, there was an endless stream of guests at the door of the water side, and women kept coming to pick them up, and two women with open clothes and rouge gouache on their faces greeted them.

Lan He was very familiar with this kind of scene, and his face was full of spring water, but Yan Yuncheng on the side was uncomfortable, feeling the woman who was clinging to him and pulling him inside, the fragrance was fragrant, and his face was suddenly red.

In this way, Yan Yuncheng entered the water in a daze.