The warm sunlight obliquely shines on the earth, the Tibetan scripture pavilion is divided into four floors of towers, bathed in the sunshine, the glazed tiles on the roof reflect the dazzling brilliance, the whole tower reflected is resplendent and brilliant, and the demeanor is thousands.

In the front yard of His Excellency, there was a sweeping sound of "swish, swishing ......" from time to time in the green shade, one after another without stopping, the hem of the old man in white rose and fell with the movement, holding a broom step by step backwards, a clean and complete bluestone pavement, finally to the end.

He straightened up and stretched his arms, smacked his old waist a few times, exhaled a long breath with a smile, looked up at the sky, and glanced at the sky, when the sun hung obliquely in the sky.

The blue sky, under the oblique light of a round of sun, a few white clouds like cotton, dotted with the blue background, a clear sky and a good weather.

The old man in white looked at the sky and suddenly said to himself: "Since you are here, why hide it, count the years, you and I may not have seen each other for a long time, are you okay?"

After he finished talking to himself, his eyes were still looking up at the sky, his hoarse voice revealed a charm of vicissitudes, and there were some breathless pauses in his tone from time to time.

"No, what about you?" a voice sounded behind him, and it was euphemistic, like a yellow bird singing in a low voice.

The old man in white didn't answer, took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, looked at the blue sky, and said leisurely: "You still can't let go." ”

"You're down?" the beautiful female voice sounded again, briefly and hurriedly.

The old man in white did not answer, slowly lowered his head, gently lifted the broom, walked forward, walked straight to the entrance of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, never looked back behind him, stepped over the high threshold, "squeak", and closed the door with his backhand.

The air rippled, and a woman wearing a plain white dress and a white veil took a step, stood on the bluestone pavement, raised her steps and twisted her slender waist, stepped on the bluestone road cleaned by the old man in white, buried her head in the corner, and walked back from the corner, walked back and forth, followed the footsteps of the old man in white, walked to the closed door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and stopped.

"I know, you didn't put it down either," the white-veiled woman whispered to the crack in the door, then turned around and left, regardless of whether the other party heard it.

Everything that is happening now, seeing Yu Chi Shao, who is inexplicably full of question marks in his head, staring at the white gauze woman who appeared out of thin air with wide pupils, and just about to say something, the white gauze woman who passed here, raised her arm and waved her robe lightly, a breeze blew, Yu Chi Shao's eyes rolled, and he collapsed to the ground sideways, unconscious.

The woman in the white gauze took a deep breath, turned her head and glanced at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion behind her, the door of the pavilion was always closed, she slowly turned her head, closed her eyes with slender eyelashes, and took the next step gently, a gust of wind blew, the air rippled, and the woman disappeared.

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The sun shone warmly on the courtyard, and there were a bunch of people lying on the ground, and the surroundings were exceptionally quiet, as if a needle had fallen on the ground, and it could be clearly heard.

But this tranquility did not last long, broken by a rush of footsteps.

Bursts of hurried footsteps from far and near, the first person is about forty years old, born is a face like a crown of jade, a pair of eight-character eyebrows with red phoenix eyes, the middle of the sky under the nose under the mouth, the heavenly court is full of square circles, there are three wisps of green beard under the mouth, the face is solemn and solemn to show majesty.

Wearing a purple and gold brocade robe, stepping on dragon pattern cloud boots, walking tiger and tiger, dragon walking tiger step, at first sight, you know that you are a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and you are not angry and arrogant.

He was followed by a group of people, and the short figures of Zi Yan, Dong Mei, Yue Yao, Shui Lingzi and Miss Yu Chi were clearly visible in the trembling heads, and more of them were followers and followers in brocade clothes.

The middle-aged man led by him, looking at the crowd lying horizontally, Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a line, raised his hand and waved, and the entourage behind him immediately rushed up, carrying people and treating people, and they were very busy.

The middle-aged man looked at the pale faces of the guards, his eyes were suffocated, and he walked towards a guard lying on the ground, leaned down and lifted his sleeves, his fingers caressed the pulse door, and after a while, the vague Danfeng eyes opened, revealing a look of shock, and ran to the other guard to check the pulse carefully, his pupils dilated, and his face was angry.

"Quick, follow me" The middle-aged man shouted violently, and took the lead in rushing to the main entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, where a large number of people were lying in front of the door, looking shocked.

He glanced at it casually, raised his feet and stepped over everyone, glanced into the door, lined up everyone and rushed towards Yu Chi Shao, followed by Yue Yao, the first with sharp eyes to see Mu Mu lying on the ground, pulled the corner of Zi Yan's clothes, and was squeezed into the crowd, the panicked Zi Yan saw Mu Mu lying on the ground, her eyes blurred instantly, and she rushed forward.

Shui Lingzi shouted, "Sister Ziyan, be careful!"

Zi Yan stopped her figure, turned her head to look at Shui Lingzi, nodded slightly, and then turned her head to look at Mu Mu, stomped her foot uncontrollably and ran towards Mu Mu.

Dongmei followed and ran towards Mu Mu, Yueyao also started to follow, Shui Lingzi saw that Yueyao ran up, and also chased after her, and Miss Yuchi stayed in place to watch.

The middle-aged man who was squatting on the side raised his hand and pointed at Zi Yan and the others, and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Take them all down, don't let any of them go." ”

Zi Yan, Yue Yao, and Shui Lingzi opened their pupils at the same time, looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief, and shouted, "Why, why are you arresting us?"

The middle-aged man stood up straight, Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and he shouted coldly: "You still ask why, you group of 'ancient clan' remnants, why do you still ask me?"

The busy crowd around immediately stopped being busy, and their eyes were straight to Ziyan and the others, their eyes were full of surprise, and several elderly people, hearing the word 'ancient clan', their bodies trembled unconsciously, their fists clenched, their eye muscles tightened, and their pupils slipped through a cold cold light.

Several entourages obeyed the order and stepped forward to grab Zi Yan and the others, Zi Yan flickered in the heart of her eyebrows in fright, the middle-aged man raised his hand and waved, the purple light in the center of her eyebrows dissipated, and the moment a flame appeared in the center of Yueyao's eyebrows, the entourage behind her was a blow to her head, Yue Yao fell to the ground weakly, and the moment Shui Lingzi jumped up quickly, the entourage behind him hugged him, he couldn't touch the ground at all, and could only struggle in the arms of the entourage.

"We're not, we're not 'Gu Clan', let go of me, let go" Zi Yan struggled fiercely, swinging her arms hard, and the arms of the two attendants behind her were like iron tongs, holding Zi Yan tightly, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and waved it out again, Zi Yan instantly lost her voice, her body collapsed and was carried away by her entourage, Mu Mu, Yueyao and Shui Lingzi also had the same fate, and none of them were spared.

Miss Wei Chi stood in place and stared, she could hardly believe her eyes, until Zi Yan and the others passed by, and then she came back to her senses and shouted: "City Lord, they are all guests of the ancestor, and the ancestor has confessed-"

"Hmph, what about the guests of the ancestor, look at what kind of injuries they suffered one by one, have you forgotten how the ancestor was injured, and how our Yuchi clan was lonely, hiding in this ghost city, have you forgotten all this?" the city lord shouted loudly.

"How can Wan'er forget, but the old ancestor has confessed-" Yu Chiwan exclaimed in horror.

Before the words were finished, the city lord shouted violently: "Old Ancestor, he said it, but he didn't say that these children are the remnants of the 'ancient clan', thinking that my Yuchi clan is all because of the 'ancient clan' that they have fallen into such a field today, a thousand years of grudges, a thousand years! ”

The people in the courtyard stood up one after another, their eyes looking directly at the city lord, their arms raised above the top, and shouted in unison: "Revenge, revenge, revenge......"

The sound shook the entire courtyard and spread in all directions.

The city lord stood in the crowd, looking at the agitated clansmen, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a sneer appeared, but soon the sneer disappeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my Yu Chi clan inherited the thousand-year-old dragon vein, the pride and glory in the bones are deep in the bone marrow, Yu Chi Jingde has served as the patriarch, so self-styled and has no achievements, now he is old, and the old and dizzy mistake will be the enemy's son as a guest of honor, to sum up, it is really difficult to serve as the patriarch, I propose that it should be re-elected, and select a capable person to take on this important responsibility, in order to show off the glory of my clan in the past, and glorify my millennium glory. ”

The city lord's words were impassioned and reasonable, and when he finished speaking, the people fell silent and silent.

He glanced among the clansmen, and several of them immediately understood, and shouted with a sparse hand: "The city lord is wise, he is right, it is time to re-elect the meritocracy......

However, few people responded, and the city lord immediately fell into an embarrassing situation.

"Hehe, Brother Wei Chi, I said you can't do anything, you just don't listen, okay now?" a black-faced man in the entourage suddenly spoke.

The city lord glanced at the big man, shook his head, sighed, and said to the clansmen: "It seems that you are all toasting and not eating and drinking, so there is Brother Lao." ”

The black-faced man smiled suspiciously......