On the top of the mountain, the night is cold and lonely, the cold wind blows the yellow maple trees, the branches and leaves rattle, the maple leaves fall down one by one, and the faint moonlight shines on the fallen leaves like hoarfrost, revealing a little chill.

In the small garden, a pot of boiled wine is placed on the stone table. Xiao Tian looked up at the starry sky, took a long breath, and picked up the wine glass to pour himself.

"I hope there won't be any surprises in the fat man's plan!"

"Finally found it, and sure enough, I'm drinking!" Outside the courtyard, a strange man walked in and sat on the stone bench, unceremoniously, picked up the wine jug and took a deep sip.

By the moonlight, Xiao Tian looked at the man in front of him, dressed in white plain clothes, his untrimmed hair was a little messy, but there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"Shaoxing's daughter is the most refreshing in twenty-five years, and your wine in the past twenty years can only be regarded as average!" The man took a few more sips and drank the wine jug directly to the bottom.

This man came uninvited, and drank his own wine, just drink it, and after drinking, he still looked disgusted, and I don't owe you! However, this personality is somewhat similar to mine.

Xiao Tian looked at the man, his eyes were full of playfulness, "Are you...?"

The man came back to his senses and said slowly, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Li Yunqi, I am a disciple of the Sword Pavilion and a descendant of Senior Sister Long!"

"Senior brother, then you and Venerable Li are...?"

"He is my stepfather, if it is really related, I can also be regarded as the eldest uncle of your family!" Li Yunqi put down the wine jug with a smile on his face.

"Brother-in-law, in this way, we are still a family!" Xiao Tian smiled.

"Yes, but it's a family!" Li Yunqi breathed a long sigh of relief and said loudly, "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning!"

Hearing this poem, Xiao Tian was full of wit, and looked at Li Yunqi in a daze.

"You... You... Who are you? Who?" Xiao Tian's heart stirred up earth-shattering waves, Wo Ri, could it be that I am not the only traverser in this world?

"I am me, who else can I be? surnamed Li, named Yunqi, it's your brother-in-law!" Ling Yunqi grinned after speaking.

"I'm asking, where are you from?" Xiao Tian stared at Li Yunqi tightly.

"Where are you from, you should know that my father-in-law is the Venerable of the Sword Pavilion, of course I grew up here!" Li Yunqi looked at Xiao Tian's eyes with a hint of a smile, "Do you want to ask, how do I know this poem?"

"Yes, do you know that this poem should come from the earth?" Xiao Tian asked as he stared at Li Yunqi tightly.

"Earth, what kind of place is that?" Ling Yunqi wondered.

"Fellow, you can recite this poem, don't you know where the earth is?" Xiao Tian asked.

"Actually, I shouldn't say this poem now, I just think it's so well written, I can't help but blurt it out!" Li Yunqi took a sip of the wine glass, his face full of smiles.

"You... What the hell does this mean?" Xiao Tian's heart was full of doubts.

"So, you told me about this poem?" Li Yunqi said slowly.

"When did I tell you?" Xiao Tian muttered in his heart, since the crossing, he did plagiarize, but he never said this "Will Enter the Wine", could it be that he once drank too much wine, and he blurted out that he heard it for a while!

"Brother Xiao, this matter is a fantasy, if I tell you, you must think I am insane, don't say it, don't say it!" Li Yunqi raised his head, looked at the moon in the sky, and muttered to himself, "After an hour, Beiyuan will catch fire, and then, Lin Zifeng and Feng Yidao will have a conflict, and Feng Yidao will fall into the cliff, life and death are unknown!"

Xiao Tian's heart was full of questions, as if he had a thousand words to ask, but he didn't know how to speak for a while, "Brother-in-law, I heard it right, you mean that after an hour, Beiyuan will catch fire?"

"Yes, in an hour, Beiyuan will catch fire!"

"Since it's an hour later, how do you know? Could it be that you also know the art of divination?" Xiao Tian asked.

"I don't know the art of divination, but I just know that there will be monstrous changes in the Sword Pavilion in the next period of time!" Li Yunqi finished speaking, his face was full of helplessness, and he let out a long sigh, "I want to change countless times, but I am powerless, maybe this is a fixed number that cannot be changed!"

"Brother Li, the Sword Pavilion Conference is about to start tomorrow, why don't you go and cultivate?Could it be that you don't care about the ranking of the conference?" Xiao Tian wondered.

"I said, I don't care now, do you believe it or not?" Li Yunqi looked at Xiao Tian with interest after speaking.

"Whew~!"

A cold wind blew, and the two maple leaves slowly fell.

"I believe it!" Xiao Tian nodded.

"What? You actually believe it?" Li Yunqi's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Yes, I believe you!"

Many people have asked me this question, but no one believes my answer. We're just meeting for the first time, so why would you believe it?"

"Intuition! A person's eyes are not deceiving, there is no desire in your eyes, there is only a kind of bald waste with a weak heart! So, I believe you!"

"No wonder, Brother Zhuge asked me to come to you! He said that only you can unlock this curse!"

"Curse, what curse?" Xiao Tian wondered.

"Speaking of it now, it may be a little unbelievable, you may not even believe it, you remember what I just said to you, tomorrow night, I will come back to you again, now I still have some things to do, if I don't do it, it will be too late!" Li Yunqi put down his wine glass and turned to leave.

"Whoosh~!"

A ray of silver floated by, and Li Yunqi disappeared into the small garden.

"This person is really strange, coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry, and saying something that doesn't look for the edge, could it be that he is insane!" Xiao Tian sorted out his thoughts and didn't think much about it.

......

The north mountain of the Sword Pavilion, in a stone forest.

The fat man looked around, played with the copper coin in his hand, and waited quietly.

"Whew~!"

The wind was blowing, and there was a chill in the air.

"Ghost Emperor, you're still here!" a smile leaked from the corner of the fat man's mouth.

"Whoosh~!"

An afterimage passed in front of the fat man's eyes, and a white and black sedan chair quietly stopped in the stone forest not far away.

"Do you really have news of the old man of Huashan?" a creepy voice came from the sedan chair.

A wicked smile leaked from the corner of the fat man's mouth, and he took out a picture scroll from his arms and threw it towards the sedan chair.

"The person on the painting, you will know it after you look at it!"

In the sedan chair, a miserable white arm stretched out to catch the scroll, and took it in to look at it carefully.

"Yes, it's really him, say what you want?"

"Ghost Emperor, fast talking, I only ask for one thing. ”

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