Volume Twenty-Four: The Strange Beast and the Owl

The gray moth flapped its broken wings

Shattered, flying into the night sky

I'm in the cold abyss where it's raining

Can't go home without an umbrella

Have you turned into a wind rain

Travel back in time to get here

I have tried my best to remember and miss as much as I can

The frost and snow between your brows, the tenderness in my arms

Icy autumn rain

Nostalgic for this world of ups and downs

Countless desolations and countless broken chapters are deduced

Moment

Hallucinated that a large area of wild grass grew madly in this world

In this heavy rain

A dripping shadow

Walk through the crevices of the weeds

Standing water on your feet

Splashed the whole world with sadness

It also splashed the sorrow of the whole world

The Extreme of Artese: The Dustless Temple

The autumn night is getting slower and longer, the cold rain is like ink in the extreme night and the fine shake down, thousands of years of hesitation bring this endless sorrow, life and life pass by without fruit, the leaves wither, the life and death contract is not in anyone's eyes, looking forward to it for several years, forgetting the many tribulations in the world, the vast and difficult to pass, word by word to find the outline, after all, it is fate to the end, love and hate have no results.

The trees soaked in the dark night, drenched in the autumn rain, the insects in the darkness chirped tirelessly, the endless corridor in front of the dustless hall reverberated with the sound of rain lonely, a few night lights fluttering in the wind swayed lonely, and the cool temperature seeped into the pores and reached the heart and lungs.

Sitting silently on the stone path of the corridor, his silver hair was blown by the wind, half of his white hair was wet by the fine rain, and it was heavily attached to his black clothes, one arm was leisurely placed on his knee, and the familiar half of the jade pendant in the palm of his hand was faintly exuding a faint luster in the dark night.

Time passed, and the fragments of time scattered in the darkness seemed to be grasped and gathered by an invisible hand, and reassembled into the pictures of previous years.

Eleven years ago:

Towering green mountains, lush trees, brilliant sunshine sprinkling thousands of rays of light, deserted night dressed in clean and simple coarse cloth, a light gray hairband on his head tied with black green silk, he carried a load of firewood just cut from the mountain on his shoulder, and walked down the bumpy mountain road with a happy face.

"I cut so much firewood today, I hope I can get a good price at the market and buy a fish to go home for my father!" Araya looked happy, suddenly, the eyes glimpsed a woman lying next to the tree trunk on the side, he hurriedly put the firewood on his shoulder on the ground, ran to the woman's side, saw the woman's forehead messy, left shoulder hit an arrow, the arrow body was still firmly inserted into her flesh, the blood around the flesh has become dry and black, dyed a large piece of red clothes, Araya looked anxious, his hands were in a panic to grab his clothes, I don't know what to do.

"Girl, wake up, girl!" Araya gently shook the woman's shoulder, hoping to wake her up, but the woman did not react, instead Araya stretched out his finger and put it under her nose, and he let out a sigh: "Thank God, there is still breathing, fortunately not dead, otherwise a life would be silently gone." Araya put the woman's hand on his back, and carried her on his back, and he rescued her from the bumpy mountain road step by step.

Under the thatched hut, Araya's father was sweating profusely chopping firewood, with gray hair, a deep bent back, and green tendons bursting out of his arms, and then heard the cry of the wilderness outside the yard!

"Daddy, come and help me!"

"What are you doing here? Didn't you go up the mountain to fetch firewood? Why did you hit a girl and come back?"

"Dad, don't talk about the wind and cold, come and help help her to the bed, he was wounded by an arrow, I have seen it, she is still saved, we can't see death without help, are you right. ”

"Then hurry up, get her to the bed, and I'll get you a basin of water." ”

Araya nodded vigorously, hurriedly helped the woman in, leaned the woman on the bed, and then his father held a wooden basin, the wooden basin was full of water, he gently put it on the side of the bed, took out a white towel from his shoulder and handed it to Araya, Araya took the towel, but he blushed and hesitated in place, his face involuntarily flushed, looked at his father, and said, "Dad, you want to ...... Not you?"

"I won't heal my injuries, if you let me chop firewood and hunt on the mountain, I'm still good at it, I really don't understand this, you carried the person back, you can do it yourself, I went up the mountain to chop wood." With that, he hurried out.

Leaving Araya alone in the house, he looked at the woman in front of him with a painful expression at a loss: "It should be to pull out the arrow first, and then clean up the wound, but ......" He hesitated for a while, or gently took off a small part of the clothes on the woman's left shoulder, only revealing the part of the injured arrow, and then he secretly clenched the arrow body, took a deep breath nervously, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead。 Half a pillar of incense time passed, and finally wiped the wound carefully, and then used the smashed cyan herbs for her wound little by little, and then he put her clothes back down, and carefully put her horizontally, let her lie on the bed, and the time outside the house passed for a long time, and the woman slowly woke up.

The woman looked pained, and while holding on to the edge of the bed and trying to sit up, she tried to open her eyes to see the situation around her, she opened her pale and chapped lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is this?"

Hearing the weak voice of the woman in the house waking up, he put down the work in his hand, hurriedly ran in from the outside, wiped his clothes nervously with his hands, stood at the door, and looked at the woman on the bed with red cheeks: "Are you awake?"

"It doesn't hurt, are you?"

"My name is Deserted Night, you were injured by an arrow and fell unconscious in the woods not far from my house, I was passing by and saw that you were still breathing, so I rescued you. ”

The woman frowned, trying to recall what happened before, she did pass out under a big tree: "My name is Xun'er, you cleaned the wound for me?"

The deserted night was hesitant and did not speak.

The woman's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly touched the location of her wound, showing an unnatural expression on her face because of the pain.

"Be careful, I gave you herbs for your wounds, and I don't know if it works, the cracked flesh hasn't begun to heal yet, don't move, I boiled you a bowl of porridge, and I don't have any supplements at home, so you can eat some." After Deserted Night finished speaking, she turned around and walked outside the house, wrapped the edge of the bowl with a towel, and put a bowl of steaming white rice porridge on the side of her bed: "You can be wronged for a while." ”

The woman looked at the young man in front of her with clear eyes, and an inexplicable joy surged in her heart: "Thank you." ”

After three days, Xun'er's body gradually recovered, and the relationship with Deserted Night became closer and closer. Every time, when he went up the mountain to chop wood on a deserted night, Xun'er followed behind, carried a kettle, and took care of him. The two people slowly fell in love with each other, and there was no gap in the run-in, and the two people passed through the crowded crowd, bypassed the fork in the road a thousand times, and since then they have known each other, helped each other, and liked each other.

This time, however, nothing came of it.

The two have lived together for nearly a year, and on this day, Deserted Night went up the mountain to chop wood as usual, followed by Xun'er, and the two of them talked and laughed along the way.

"Stop, leave me the money on your body, and Lao Tzu can let you live!"

Desert Night and Xun'er were talking, when they were suddenly interrupted by this rough voice in front of them, and the two of them raised their heads, and a group of vicious bandits blocked the way, holding a bright knife in their hands, with a vicious face.

"We don't have any money, so you just let us pass!"

"If you don't have any money, let the beautiful girl next to you stay, and we'll let you go!" burst out laughing from the bandits.

"No, or I'll stay, can you let him leave?" Araya asked the bandit gently with a simple face, with the kindest tone in his heart.

There was another burst of laughter from the bandits, and they took the lead and took a few steps forward: "You kid thinks it is beautiful, brothers! Since they don't give money, we'll take them back." As soon as the words fell, the bandits rushed up, firmly grasped Xun'er, and pushed Huangye to the ground, several people stretched out their feet and stepped on Huangye's head and body hard, Huangye struggled hard but had no effect, Xun'er who was caught on the side resisted weakly: "You let go of me!"

The bandit who took the lead walked up to Xun'er with an obscene look and looked at her with a smile: "Chick but she has a lot of personality, I like your type!"

A group of laughter came out again.

The bandit threw down the knife and quickly tore off Xun'er's outermost coat neatly, Xun'er struggled frantically: "Deserted night, save me!"

"Xun'er!" "Xun'er!" Deserted Night was excited, angry and powerless at this moment, at this moment he was just an ordinary person, without a trace of divine power in his body, he watched Xun'er's coat being simply torn apart, the bandit's bewildered smile and the ridicule of the bandits, the despair in his heart was overflowing, at that moment, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and no one could help him.

With a "hiss", Xun'er's second piece of clothing was torn open, revealing a bright and colorful jade pendant, and the bandit leader snatched it and spat at it: "I dare to say that I don't have any money, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"Let go of me!" Xun'er struggled frantically and inadvertently hit the bandit leader in the face.

"Smack!", a loud slap hit Xun'er's pink face, and blood-red finger prints immediately appeared on his face.

"It's against you! Dare to beat Lao Tzu!"

Seeing this situation in the deserted night that was trampled underfoot, his eyes instantly turned into a blood-red hollow, and a strong and domineering force inexplicably appeared in his body, and those long-buried hatreds burst out with a hiss, his forehead flashed with a strange glow, his eyes were angry, as if he was a monster that broke out of the ground, with a bloody mouth, his face was distorted to the extreme horror, his eyes were chaotic, and the chaos was like a demon putting blood-colored blue light, and a domineering and majestic divine power gushed out of the air, shaking away the people around him, and then he stood up like the wind, grabbed two people with one hand, and his palm flashed a burst of light, "Boom Boom" frantically tore, bursting lightning pierced through, like a dark blue tide flooded everyone, including Xun'er, in the blink of an eye, separated heads, limbs, bones, flesh and blood, miserable and terrifying sprinkled on the ground, the tall trees within a radius of hundreds of miles were covered by wave-like lightning, all turned into black charcoal, the blackened barren night roared terribly in place, ashes, broken limbs, green smoke sprinkled wantonly on this land, only the jade pendant on the ground that was still exuding a faint color.

Time returns to today, eleven years later, Deserted Night sits here with a desperate face, full of white hair shows how many vicissitudes he has experienced, the second year after Xun'er's death, his father was indirectly killed by himself to find the blood bone grass, a night of green silk sorrow and white head, he held the jade pendant in his hand, closed his eyes, his heart was like being cut by a knife, as if he was pushed into the ocean of acupuncture in an instant, every pore of his body was extremely painful, so many years, if there was no Xun'er in his heart, under the weight of going to the dust, he didn't know how many times he died, he insisted on the New Year, he must find Xun'er, or rather, he must be resurrected Xun'erThis belief has accompanied him through countless hardships, he killed his lover with his own hands, and he can't forgive himself in his life.

On this night, the autumn rain was so long that I couldn't see the stars in the night sky when I looked back.

At the other end of the corridor, the footsteps of another person came step by step, and the wild night opened his eyes vigilantly, the light of the palm of his hand flashed gently, and the jade pendant disappeared in his palm, and Yuan Yuan walked over step by step from a distance, with a faint peach blossom smell.

Yuan Yuan's thin body was wearing a pink cloak, and he looked at him with a sad face: "Brother Araya, do you have something on your mind?

"No," Araya's answer to Harahara was always sharp and cold.

"And ..... you?"

The deserted night turned his head coldly to look at the continuous rain outside, and he didn't turn his head.

Yuan Yuan saw that Araya didn't answer, so he simply sat opposite Araya with a serious face: "Brother Aranight, no matter what happens to you, I will willingly do anything for you, maybe my existence in the dark is for your fulfillment, no matter what kind of person I am in your mind, I will be by your side." ”

The sound of the rain lingered and was silent.

The Loss of Atlantic North: Thatched Cottages

The stars in the sky are brilliant and scattered, flickering little by little with the faint power of light and extinction, the lost night is warm and humid, the silent moonlight dyes the sky and the earth, a few moths inadvertently sway out in the thick night, the flat terrain in the distance stretches endless night, and the faint distance is filled with a little light, silent and desolate.

Moved north step by step out of the thatched hut, he looked back at the sunset in the house, the feelings of a hundred years ago refused to disperse in his mind, the appearance of the sunset was vaguely the same as the Lanyue a hundred years ago, is it fate, or other reasons, the north migration heart can not understand why there are two people who look exactly the same in this world after thousands of years, he stood a hundred steps away from the thatched house, hesitated for a while whether to leave, he suddenly felt a familiar power appeared in the thatched house, this power is so charming and domineering, like the deep ocean that is not shocked, it is him。 Moving north, he immediately turned his head and turned back.

In the thatched house, Yang Huan and Xu Fuhui ran in excitedly, but they only saw a thin woman sitting on the edge of the bed feeding porridge to the old man on the bed, she turned around and saw the two people who broke into the door, and looked at it with a panicked face: "Who are you and how did you break in!"

Yang Huan and Xu Fuhui stood in place, facing the woman's question, they didn't know what to answer for a while, the room in front of them was shabbyly arranged, a pile of plain but neatly stacked clothes in the corner, two old clothes to keep out the rain hung on the cracked earthen wall, an ancient and dusty oil lamp was placed on a few hand-cut simple wooden tables, a few small flying insects flew around the oil lamp, casting a huge black shadow on the wall, and other than that, the whole house was nothing else.

"Eh, how did we get in?" Yang Huan turned his face to ask Xu Fuhui with a puzzled expression.

Xu Fuhui didn't react for a while, and looked at Yang Huan hesitantly: "Obviously, you pushed me in, why did you ask me how I came in!" Xu Fu turned around and raised his head again, and saluted the girl sitting on the edge of the bed with both hands in fists, with an apologetic face: "Girl, I'm sorry, we accidentally broke in, in fact, we came to find something, and there is no other meaning, Miss Haiqing, don't misunderstand." ”

"Looking for something, what are you looking for in my house this big night? My house is so big, square inch of land, if you want to find it, you can find it, these poor civilians in my door can only be bullied by you bandits and robbers......" Xizhao looked at Yang Huan and Xu Fuhui, with a look of disgust and sarcasm.

The frail old man on the bed had a pale face, and the two temples on his forehead hung down these strands of gray hair, and he tugged the corner of Xizhao's clothes: "Xi'er, don't be so rude to people, maybe people are really looking for something." Ahem......"

Yang Huan and Xu Fuhui heard the woman's mocking tone, and hurriedly explained in unison: "Girl, you really misunderstood, we are not bandits, we are good people." ”

"I haven't seen a bad guy say he's a bad guy!" Yuzhao glanced at him and continued, "If you want to find something in this house, you can find it yourself, and if you can't find it, please leave." I don't want to ......."

"Xi'er, don't be like this, people are also guests. ”

"Girl, I'm sorry, such a thing is so important to us, so we have to offend it. Xu Fuhui saluted the girl again, then turned his head and gave Yang Huan a look, signaling him to start looking for the legendary Passing Fire Bead. Yang Huan took Xu Fuhui's eyes, smiled triumphantly, nodded vigorously, and began to lower his head and rummage around looking for the Passing Fire Bead that he had never seen before.

The place in the room is not big, the light on the table passes through Yang Huan's bent figure, and a huge figure is deeply carved on the wall, Xu Fuhui on the side walks to the side of the bed with a puzzled face, frowning and asking the old man on the bed: "But what disease do you have, the junior has learned a little fur medicine, can you let the junior take a look?"

Xizhao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, glanced at Xu Fuhui suspiciously, with a righteous face, plain clothes, she didn't look like a bad person, she asked him tentatively: "You, are you really not a bad person?"

"We're not bad people, we just saw a burst of fire in this room just now, I thought what we were looking for was hidden in this room, so I broke in recklessly, if the girl doesn't dislike it, let me show the old man the body, it's a reparation for the girl, what does the girl think?"

Xizhao sat on the edge of the bed and hesitated for a while, but finally said word by word: "Thank you for your kindness." It's just that just now there has been a young man who cured my father, and now my father's body is no longer in serious trouble, but the body is still very weak at the beginning of the serious illness, and you see a burst of fire outside the house, which is sent by the young man, but the young man is a person, not what you are looking for. ”

When Xu Fuhui heard Xizhao's words, a wave of disappointment flashed on his face inadvertently, and then he gently took out a delicate small bottle from his arms, and poured out four or five small white pills, Xu Fuhui handed it to the girl, and said: "This is the Lingxue Pill, which is extracted from a variety of Chinese herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum and Cordyceps that nourish the body and qi, you hurry up and give it to your father." ”

Xizhao looked at Xu Fuhui suspiciously, hesitated and did not take the pill he handed over, Xu Fuhui immediately understood the meaning of the woman in front of him, and simply picked up a few grains from the palm of his hand and swallowed them in his mouth. ”

"There are eighty-one pills in this bottle, and you can give your father three pills a day with water in the morning, noon and evening, and after a few weeks, your father's body will be back to normal. ”

"My old man doesn't know what virtue he has accumulated in his previous life, and today I can get the help of two young heroes, and the little old man is really grateful. ”

"Seniors don't have to be polite, we broke in abruptly, it was originally our fault, if you say that again, it really makes Fuhui feel embarrassed. Xu Fu turned his head and called out to him, who was still bending down to find something: "Yang Huan, don't look for it, let's go, the Passing Fire Bead may not be here." ”

Yang Huan stuck his head into the dusty cabinet and hurriedly replied to him: "Don't worry, look for it again, maybe I'll find it soon!"

There was a burst of chickens and dogs barking in the yard. After a few seconds, calm returned.

Yang Huan suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder with his hand, and he hurriedly said without looking back: "Come back, don't make trouble, I'll find it right away." ”

"What are you looking for?" a familiar but long-lost voice.

"Are you stupid, I'm looking for a ...... of the dead" Yang Huan was halfway through his words, his heart was shocked, he stopped moving, slowly turned his head, and he saw him again.

At that moment, his heart was suddenly rubbed, he, just like that, wearing a cloak, stood tall and majestic in front of him, still a charming face like a god, with steep sword eyebrows, and a strong aura, since he met him, from the Sea of Sighs to Fengshen Village, from Fengshen Village to the West Desolate Dust Lake, from the West Desolate Illusory Dust Lake to the Hanyuan Zhou family, every time his heart became hard again and again, and he was moved and soft again and again. He looked at him in front of him, his chest suddenly swelled up with a nameless sadness that filled the sky, he had always been smiling, his eyes were quietly full of tears at the moment, his tears mixed with the hot blood in his body, burning his eyes, at this moment, he turned back to the child who didn't know anything, only knew to rely on him, no matter what happened to him, he could be safe and sound.

His eyes were red, he opened his lips tremblingly, and called softly: "Move north!"

"What are you looking for?" Beiqian smiled calmly, still with such a familiar action, stretched out his hand and patted Yang Huan's shoulder, as if an elder brother looked at his biological brother, his eyes full of pity and care.

On the other side of the room, Xizhao and Xu Fuhui heard the voice, and walked over with a puzzled face, Xizhao gently put the porcelain bowl with a gap in his hand on the wooden table with a "bang", and the candle flame on the table was blown by the breeze outside the house, and the huge black shadows projected on the wall shook and dissolved in the night.

Yang Huan stood in place, didn't say anything, just quietly watched the northward migration, and the sunset on one side took the lead in speaking, breaking the silence in the house: "Shaoxia, why are you back again?"

"I'm coming back for him, don't say anything. ”

"Yang Huan, who is this?" Xu Fuhui stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yang Huan's eyes: "Do you know each other?"

Yang Huan came back from his distraction and hurriedly explained: "Oh, come back, let me introduce you to you, this is a northward migration." He turned his head to look at him: "Moving north, this is a return, I, a good friend I made, have saved me many times." ”

Beiqian heard Yang Huan's words and looked at him worriedly: "I have saved you many times? What injuries have you suffered? Come and tell me about it!"

"I'm not hurt, don't worry. ”

Beiqian then turned his head, walked a few steps steadily, and looked at Xu Fuhui with sharp eyes: "Your name is ......?"

He clasped his fists with both hands and saluted to the north migration in front of him, and then secretly used Tianbing in his body, and from a distance of a few steps to find out what kind of special ability the Tianbing of this majestic man in front of him was like a god, and suddenly, his strength was blocked out of the body by a domineering force of the north, and the north moved towards him with an evil smile, approached a few steps forward, and asked him in a sharp tone: "Ask you, what is your name?"

Xu Fuhui suddenly understood in his heart that the man named "Beiqian" in front of him had reached an extreme state similar to that in space, simply put, as long as he wanted to control any trace of divine power that changed in this area in a space, whether tangible or intangible, he would be overbearing and overwhelmingly restrained by the divine power in his body, and the probing power he had just released was blocked by him, and at this moment, he understood very well that Beiqian had already understood his intentions in his heart. He came back to his senses, nervous but graceful to answer his question: "Return, belong to the Xu family." ”

Beiqian smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at Xu Fuhui, which was diametrically opposed to his attitude towards Yang Huan, he did not approach further in the same place, but spoke slowly in a cold and evil tone: "I am not familiar with the continent, and the gossip of people I occasionally listen to should be a big hall family that migrated from this lost land, but the old man has already heard that there is a young man in the Xu family, who is literate at the age of three, and at the age of five, he is familiar with 50,000 ancient books by heart, and his behavior is meticulous, so I think it is you?"

"My father is Xu Cheng, and the rumors from the outside world are not true. Xu Fuhui replied respectfully.

The two didn't speak again, frozen in place, the atmosphere was delicate and awkward, Xu Fuhui knew that if he started with the mysterious person in front of him, although he couldn't break through the barrier of blocking the external forces in his body, but the trajectory of the moves he released could be predicted in advance, and he was afraid that this could not be seen or touched, and the gods in the depths of his body were like a vast ocean, and the moves were overwhelming, and he was not much sure that he could dodge. Beiqian secretly thought in his heart, this person is meticulous, and his power to explore the magic is at its peak, and the situation just now, if he is a little distracted, his own Tianbing, the power of the gods will be fully visible to him, and he knows it in his chest.

Beiqian was dressed in fluttering clothes, passed by Xu Fuhui's side, walked to the table, poured a glass of water leisurely, drank a few sips slowly, and said with his back to Xu Fuhui: "Since you are Yang Huan's friend, I won't say anything, but I am both domineering and unreasonable, if someone bullies him in the future, what will I do, do you understand what I mean?"

Xu Fuhui immediately understood the meaning of moving north in his heart, and said while smiling: "If there is really such a person, I hope it won't be you." ”

"It's quite neat...... "Beiqian didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by Yang Huan.

"Moving north, do you know that there is a passing fire in this lost land?"

"Passing Fire Bead?" Beiqian frowned and thought for a while, "Are you talking about the bead that can cover up and eliminate demonic energy?"

"That's right, it's it, you've seen it?"

"I've traveled between the four countries for so many years, and I know about the Passing Flame Bead, but the Passing Fire Bead doesn't even know much about the local residents of this lost land, how do you know about the Passing Fire Bead?"

Yang Huan scratched the back of his head with his hand at a loss: "Do you remember what we said on Nanxin Street after we came out of the Zhou family?"

"You mean...... Qianshan?" moved north "Bang!" put the porcelain cup in his hand on the table, and his eyes couldn't calm down for a long time: "What you said is true?"

"That's right, he admitted it himself, and he was the one who told us about the Flame Bead. It's just that he told us everything, and he didn't come to help us, neither of us has ever seen the legendary Passing Fire Bead, so how can we find it!"

Beiqian looked at a corner of the room with an ethereal look in his eyes, and said faintly: "If it is really Qianshan, it must be true, Qianshan has a bold temperament, does not like to fight, and is addicted to alcohol, but he is the only dragon god between heaven and earth, and it is normal for him to refuse to help you." But then again, what do you want that Flame Bead for?"

"It's going to be used again, do you know where it is?"

Xu Fuhui walked over with a solemn face, and opened his mouth slightly: "According to the seniority, I call you brother, I don't know if I can tell me where to find the Passing Fire Bead?"

Beiqian suddenly laughed, turned around, and looked at Xu Fuhui with a smile on his face: "I really can't stand your brother." But since you asked, it makes sense for me to tell you, if you want to find the pearl of passing fire, when the moon is full for a while, release the demonic energy contained in the body in the wilderness, and then there will be a kind of bird, which looks like a crow, but has three heads and six tails, and this bird is called the ostrich, it is a good eater, and at this time you try to take off one of his eyes while he is alive, and that is the pearl of passing fire. But I would like to advise you that the ostrich is a unique beast, and you must not harm its life, or you will be damned. Today happens to be the day of the fifteenth full moon, and whether you can get the Passing Fire Bead or not depends on your fate. ”

"Why haven't I heard of it?" asked Xu Fuhui suspiciously.

"The owl is usually hidden in the territory of the lost land, on the fifteenth full moon of every month, under the moonlight, as long as there is a call of demonic energy, it will appear and devour, the lost people do not know the existence of this strange beast, think that only the lost city lord and a few of his elders know the existence of the owl, you are a junior, it is normal not to know. ”

"Just take off one of its eyeballs?"

"That's right. Beiqian replied to him firmly.

Xu Fuhui thought carefully for a while, looked at Yang Huan, and said helplessly: "If it is in normal times, no matter what kind of alien beast I catch, I will release the power of Tianbing myself, and after accurately calculating the trajectory of the alien beast, catching them is as easy as picking a flower in the garden, but in this lost land, except for the Fire Yuan God, no other power can be used." Hate is, I use Feng Yuan's divine technique, at this moment, I am no different from ordinary people in front of the bird, how can this be good?"

Yang Huan slapped his head, as if he had just woken up from a big dream: "That's right, you're the one who uses the power of the Fengyuan God, so what should I do?" Yang Huan thought for a while, and looked at him with a wicked grin: "Yes, you've saved me so many times, this time I'll help you catch that bird, what do you think?"

Xu Fuhui looked worried: "Your body has recovered, I'm just afraid that the bird has a fierce temperament, and it won't be good if you get hurt for me." ”

"It's okay, you've helped me so many times, and it's only natural that I'll help you this time, so don't shirk anymore. Now that the full moon is still a while away, let's talk about how to catch the bird. ”

None of the people in the room spoke, and Beiqian opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something but didn't say anything.

"Otherwise, let's go outside and wait, after all, this is this girl's home, we may discuss things here and make a noise to the old man's rest, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside, and it is good to go out and see the stars." Yang Huan ran outside with an innocent face, squatted down, and went to tease the dog carefree, Xu Fuhui and Beiqian looked at each other, didn't say anything, Fuhui sighed softly, walked outside the house, sat down dozens of steps away from Yang Huan, looked at the night sky with a solemn face, and didn't say anything.

The northward migration is to sit alone in the room, hold his head with his hands, sit at the table and close his eyes and fall asleep, the old man on the bed also fell asleep groggily after taking medicine, leaving only the non-stop washing and washing next to the pool at the door at the sunset, the ethereal echo of the cry of autumn insects and the sound of flowing water in the dark night, as well as the sound of Yang Huan's teasing dog, and the sound of Xu Fuhui's calm breathing.

The Wind Side of the East of Artist: Nine Dust Mountain Zero Sword Sect

Diexi walked into the main hall with his eyes down, stood in the center of the main hall, and saluted respectfully to the teacher.

When the master saw Diexi standing below, his face immediately turned into a light smile: "Diexi, you don't need so many courtesies, it's late at night now, do you have something to do with me?"

After a while, he asked rhetorically: "Master, didn't you send your disciple to the Windy Year City to let me come back? ”

The master hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't ask the disciple to send you a message, is there any misunderstanding in the middle?"

Diexi stood there and didn't speak, just a burst of strangeness.

The master saw through Diexi's thoughts, walked over slowly, and looked at her meaningfully: "Diexi, you are the only female disciple of our Zero Sword Sect, because of your brother Kazel's relationship, I decided to let you freely enter and leave the Zero Sword Sect, Kazel's Wind Year City, and the Yang family, plus our Zero Sword Sect, guarded the silence of the wind side for a hundred years, I think today's situation, it is very likely that someone deliberately provoked it, did you encounter anything unusual on the way here?"

Die Xi carefully recalled the situation when he came, except for meeting "him" in his heart and mind halfway, there was no abnormal situation.

"In any case, although you can freely enter and exit between the Zero Sword Sect and the City of the Wind Year, you have to be careful about everything, no matter what you do, you have to think carefully about whether this matter will affect some people or some things, your every move represents the image of the Zero Sword Sect and the City of the Wind Year more or less, you have to be cautious!"

"What the teacher said is that Diexi understands it in his heart. ”

The night outside was silent, without a ripple or sound.

I'm trapped in love

Gradually tired face

As if you can't bear it

But I can't get into your world

I'm trapped in love

Fading skylight

As if I can't read you

But you can't wear out your love and hate