Mr. Hu left in unsunny weather.

The air temperature is pleasant when you leave, or more precisely, cloudy.

There are many kinds of cloudy days, and this cloudy day is undoubtedly the one that is beautiful and delicate.

Gray clouds lay out together, painted on the sky, like a uniform brush mark in an ink painting.

After Yuan Lai saw off Hu Junzi, he began to think about the upcoming monk.

What he paid the most attention to was the realm of monks, in fact, it was very easy to judge that the monk with the highest cultivation in this world was probably that cold-faced Qianza.

And it should be followed by the small Zen Temple of Wozhou Mountain, ignoring the world, concentrating on the study of knowledge and writing books.

The possibility of these two Four Realm powerhouses appearing here is very small, so Yuan Lai has reason to guess that it is very likely that the upcoming Three Realms monks from Qiguang Academy.

Yuan Lai decided not to move.

He didn't know when the other party would come, and all this was still speculation, except that they could kill people without scruples when the identity of the other party's enemy had been confirmed yesterday, and when the situation was uncertain, he still decided to be cautious enough.

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When the sky is cloudy, the peach blossoms have another beauty.

After sending off Hu Junzi, the two had a simple breakfast, and then came to the vicinity of the ancient peach tree in the town.

Observing and realizing that this peach tree always brings Yuan a lot of inspiration, so he feels that it is really suitable to practice here.

The two didn't get too close, it was too conspicuous.

Finding a place where he could see it and sitting down, Yuan Lai began to look at the peach tree.

Although the sky was not bright enough, he was keenly aware that the peach blossoms of the peach tree were in full bloom, and each petal seemed to be filled with water, and the tender ones seemed to burst open with a slight touch.

If you want to enter the Four Realms at the peak of the Three Realms, the biggest threshold is the state of mind.

There are many cultivators who escape into the red dust to refine their hearts in order to break through this barrier, and it turns out that this is also the way with the greatest success rate, of course, even if it is the largest, it is still small and pitiful.

Since Yuan came here on the first day he met a cultivator who was hidden in the city, this showed that Qingni Town was actually a place with a heavy red dust atmosphere.

And around the ancient peach tree is a place where the mundane and the ethereal merge.

When no one wants to kill, you should practice hard.

So they sat down all morning.

When noon came, the spring rain that had been brewing for a whole night and half a day finally sparsely sprinkled.

The drizzle was like a cow's hair, fluttering down, and began to slowly but surely invade Qingni Town.

The light rain first moistened the peach blossoms of the tree, and then the already bright pink almost became liquid.

When the rain falls on the peach blossoms, it is still colorless, and when it passes over the petals, it seems to have a color when it falls again.

When the gray slate on the street was moistened into blue and black by the drizzle, Yuan Lai patted Ohno's shoulder and motioned to get up.

There is a protruding building above the place where they are, which keeps out the rain.

If you go out, you will get drenched in the rain.

Han Daye, who had been prepared, picked up two umbrellas from the ground and handed one to Yuan Lai, and then the latter stretched his waist and took it and gently opened it.

Yuan Lai really didn't look like a cultivator at this time, not only did he not look like him, but even the temperament of a cultivator on his body was slowly disappearing.

Or rather, nothing.

Han Daye was a little surprised when he saw this, and then glanced at the ancient peach tree not far away in disbelief, secretly thinking that Yuan had come to understand it.

He secretly clenched his fists, with a talented companion like Yuan Lai by his side, he always felt that the road ahead was endless, and all he could do was to work hard.

"It's noon, and the monk still hasn't seen it. ”

Yuan Lai sighed and rubbed his waist, but in fact, it was impossible for him, a cultivator, to sit for such a while and his waist and legs would be sore, but he still rubbed it, and it was extremely natural.

"Maybe he's slow. Ohno guessed.

They don't have the slightest fear of slipping through, as there's only one road through the town.

Yuan Lai yawned and said, "Maybe, let's go, it's time to eat." ”

He was the first to step into the rain, followed by Ohno.

Two umbrellas were erected, like two mushrooms suddenly growing in the town of Qingni.

"What to eat?" Ohno asked.

Yuan came to see the wet town, felt the coolness on the surface of the body, and said: "It is said that an autumn rain is a cold, I think the spring rain is the same, yesterday the spring breeze was warm, and today it is cold, such weather is suitable for eating hot food." ”

He thought for a moment and said decisively: "Eat chaos." ”

Han Daye suddenly remembered the noodle stall he went to yesterday, and Yuan Lai's choice was really there.

When the two men came to the door of the shop, they saw the little boy standing under the eaves, his body straight, his right hand stretched out, and then a string of water droplets fell from the eaves.

Peng......

The water droplets shattered, and the boy looked up at the two umbrellas and the people underneath, a little surprised, and then turned his head and called out to Daddy.

The tall and thin man who opened a small shop answered, walked out, and was a little surprised when he saw the two people, and then smiled gently: "Come into the house, there is a seat." ”

Han Daye looked at this extremely ordinary man again and again, and he really couldn't see that the other party had such a high level of cultivation.

But Yuan Lai will definitely not make a mistake in judgment, which can only show that the other party's heart cultivation is indeed powerful.

"Good. Yuan Lai smiled faintly, put the umbrella up and leaned outside the door, Ohno did the same, the two walked into the store, Yuan Lai touched the little boy's head, and asked, "No endorsement today?"

The latter nodded, and then ran away.

It's a conversation.

Yuan Lai smiled lightly and asked for two bowls of wontons, exactly the same as yesterday, and then sat in front of the window with Ohno, looking at the streets of Yurun.

As the man who is the shopkeeper as usual, Yuan Lai's attitude has hardly changed from yesterday, just like he said, do what you want, the well water does not interfere with the river water, don't disturb each other, it's best.

In a few moments, two hot bowls were placed in front of them, and the man said slowly, and then planned to leave.

But at this moment, the man's movements suddenly stopped, raised his head, looked out of the window, and looked at the end of the street.

At the same time, Yuan Laigang's hand that picked up the chopsticks also stopped in mid-air, turning his head to look at the end of the street.

A man was walking there, holding a small red umbrella, which stood out against the cold-toned background of the town.

The other party walked very slowly, but the degree was extremely fast, and he came to the outside of the small shop in a few blinks.

Then silently and slowly put away the little red umbrella, erected it, and steadily put it together with Yuan Lai's umbrella.

The rainwater on Yuan Lai's umbrella accumulated into a small puddle of water on the ground.

The little red umbrella also accumulated a puddle of liquid.

But what made the three people at the table in front of the window frown together......

The liquid was red.

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