"Senior brother, your face is heavy, is it because of the matter of the Yingyu in Qingping Lake?" Yushuzi couldn't help but ask.

"Exactly, don't hide it from my senior brother, I crossed the water with a boat, but I was inexplicably attacked by Yingyu. I wonder why the fish are attacking us suddenly?"

"Speaking of Yingyu, I wanted to ask at that time, as far as Yujizi knows, my sect has been established in Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak for more than 100 years, and there have been many people under the door who have seen Qingping Lake Yingyu. Although the Yingyu is ferocious, but if there is no dangerous provocation, the Yingyu will not attack for no reason, why is the Yingyu ...... this time" Yujizi's question filled the hearts of the four people, and Yuquanzi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Could it be because of the Wind Dance?" asked Yu Shuzi directly.

"No!"

"Senior brother, this matter is not trivial, since you took the initiative to mention this matter to us, it shows that you can still discern things. Just imagine, you were the only one in the boat at that time, and you definitely wouldn't have a problem, so the only problem could be the wind dance. Yu Shuzi didn't deliberately target him before, Yu Quanzi understood what Yu Shuzi said, but let him admit that there was a problem with Feng Wuzi, he couldn't do it at all.

"Senior brother, I don't know if you still remember the words of the Feng clan back then?" Yu Xuanzi spoke at this time, "Xuangui enters the water, Youlan attacks people, the gentleman is good, and he acts righteously." ”

"This is the ancient history that Emperor Wude Wenzong ordered the historian Shi Shi Feng to inquire about for my sect, when the Changfeng Sect Master decided to create a faction in Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak, Emperor Wu De Wenzong asked the Feng family to inquire about the records of Cuiwei Peak, in order to be cheap, who knows that the Feng family who has always recorded human affairs, did not find any records, only four sentences about Qingping Lake. Yu Shuzi said slowly, now that Yu Xuanzi has brought up the old things again, could it be......

"Senior sister means ......" Jade Jizi seemed to understand a little.

"Don't get me wrong, the words of the Feng clan back then, the Changfeng Sect Master and the first generation of the Four Gardens, thought about it deeply, and still got nothing, but I was thinking, since Yingyu has long been in this Qingping Lake, it has been unable to dive, and this time it took the initiative to appear, maybe it was attacked. Yu Xuanzi looked at Yu Shuzi and said everything in his heart.

"Well, if the Feng Clan had not been extinguished by a fire, perhaps they would have been able to decipher these sixteen words for us. Yushuzi sighed to himself, and said: "Senior Brother Yuquan, since this is the case, I'm afraid this matter will not be able to be solved for a while, I think it's better to press it first, and everyone should go back first." ”

In the entire Seven Star Hall, only Yu Jizi and Yu Quanzi were left, and the two gardens were close to each other, so the two of them came out side by side.

Without saying a word along the way, at the fork in the road, the two were about to separate, and Yujizi suddenly said: "Senior brother, there was an accidental fire in the Feng Clan's mansion back then, I remember that you were hunting down the heirs of Happy Valley with Senior Brother Yuyang in Wudu, I don't know if you saw the fire in person?"

"What does senior brother mean?" Yu Quanzi was full of suspicion.

"I once went to Wudu, because of curiosity to the former site of the Feng family, I met some beggars who often begged around the Feng Mansion, and I heard them say that on the morning of the first day of the new year, when the government went to count the fire ruins, there were only adult corpses at the scene, which means that the young son of the Feng family at that time was very likely to have not died in the fire at all. ”

"Senior brother, these are all adult past, even if the young son of the Feng clan is not dead, what does it have to do with us?But think about it, a lot of things have indeed happened in the Wudu of the three hundred years of the empire Chinese New Year's Eve nights......" A burst of sadness spread on Yu Quanzi's face for no reason, and he stood for a long time, falling into memories, and when he woke up, he didn't even know when Yu Jizi would leave.

That year, not only was the Feng clan destroyed, but Yuyangzi also became a pain in the entire Xiaoliuyun Sect, and the Changfeng Sect Master was overly sad, and directly entrusted the heavy responsibility to the first seat of the Four Gardens, and never asked about the world.

The moon is shining, the stars are dotted, and the wind dances on the stone steps of the Yishan Garden, looking at the stars in the sky, closing his eyes and praying softly.

"Pheasant, why are you sitting alone on the stone steps outside the garden? What about Senior Brother Han Yang?" When Yu Quanzi returned to Yishan Garden, he saw Feng Wuyan alone outside the garden, and his heart suddenly became angry, and he was about to shout at Han Yang and reprimand.

"Master, don't blame Uncle Han Yang. Feng Wuyan hurriedly stood up and pleaded, and said: "I have to come out, once upon a time, I was an ominous person, many innocent people died because of my appearance, I heard that after people die, they will turn into stars in the sky, I am praying for them, I hope that after they are reincarnated, they will not meet me again, so that they can be safe and secure for a lifetime." ”

"Pheasant. Yu Quanzi's heart was inexplicably touched, and he motioned for Feng Wuyan to sit down, and then he also sat on the stone steps. A boy who is only fifteen or sixteen years old has experienced life and death in the world, and his mind is not known to be much precocious than that of people of the same age. In Yu Quanzi's view, this feeling may be the help of his life, but it may also be an obstacle and bottleneck in his life.

"Listen, listen, you are not an ominous person, but you have suffered too many misfortunes, and those people did not die because of your appearance. If you don't show up, there will be a plague of war, and there will be a plague. You have to believe that if you can survive, it is God's appreciation for you, so God let me meet you. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you concentrate on your cultivation, you will be successful in the future. At that time, you can stop the military disaster, and you can stop the natural disaster......"

One old and one young, on the top of the peak of Yishan where the moonlight fell, the shadows on the ground gradually merged.

I don't know when, Han Yang came out of the garden, and when he saw this scene, it was like entering an ordinary rural courtyard in the world, the old man and the young man, the two of them sat together, telling all kinds of things in those worlds.

"Han Yang, let the disciples go back and rest first, and tomorrow morning, we will have another apprenticeship ceremony. There was a slight sound from Yuquanzi, as thin as a mosquito fly.

When bathed in the first rays of sunlight of Cuiwei Peak, the people on the bamboo bed stretched their waists and felt extremely comfortable. The wind blew through the bamboo window, waking up the boy on the bamboo bed.

"It's so comfortable!"

When I opened my eyes, it was a small but quaint room, made of various bamboos of different thicknesses, the big ones as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the small ones as thick as arms. There is a bed, a cupboard and a table in the house, several tables and chairs, and a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall on the side.

At this moment, on the bamboo bed is a neatly folded robe, and the pattern of mountain peaks like bird's wings is faintly visible.

The boy got out of bed, walked up with a clattering sound, and directly picked up his robe and put it on his body. The sun shone on his face, and he was heroic, and his brow was full of joy like a new life.

This man is naturally a wind dancer.

"Senior Brother Feng, are you awake? The new disciples must be trained by the first seat of the main garden to teach the rules of this sect and pass on the method of cultivating the truth, you hurry up and clean up, otherwise you will be late." The sound of the senior brother's urging sounded outside the door, and Feng Wuyan put on his clothes and walked out.

Open the door, it is the agility of the mountain wind in Zhongchun.

The road of cultivating the truth is full of hardships and a thousand tastes, and from then on, I have tasted them one by one.