The bleak wind hung on the scabbard and made a sound like a leaf flute. The purple scales sent him away, like a silent statue.

…………

"As a result, you still don't understand the connection?"

In the warm room, Bai Artemisia sat on the edge of the bed and kicked her feet, leaning forward to listen to the clues collected by Dongfang Shiming.

Dongfang Shiming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How can it be so fast." More than ten years have passed, and the people of that year are gone. It seems that I still have to go out, and now it is difficult to have more clues at home. ”

"But......" Bai Artemisia tilted her head obediently and thought seriously, "I heard you say that there are many places, where shall we go first?" ”

What Dongfang Shiming was holding in his hand was a piece of paper that he had just used to record clues. He looked down at the inscriptions, his gaze gliding over the locations one by one.

“…… The site seems to be the center of doubt. Dongfang Shiming said, "But maybe it's not the time to go yet." ”

"Uh-huh, and this place seems to have disbanded?" Artemisia achimed in on the side.

Dongfang Shiming saw another place: "Autumn Curtain Painting Banquet...... Although it felt a little strange at the time, it was not possible to deduce a direct connection with the conspiracy behind it, and it is not the most important place to go now. ”

"Although I kind of want to go and see my brother, it's nothing if I don't see it." Artemisia said again.

"Sheming Thousand Eagle Temple...... That letter is worth scrutinizing. However, the letter is no longer available, and even if you ask about the past, you may not get any valuable answer. ”

“……”

Bai Hao sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, she didn't expect Dongfang Shiming to think about so many things. Echoing a few words, her head could no longer think of any other words.

However, fortunately, Dongfang Shiming locked in one place: "Oh, I know." ”

"Where, where?" Bai Hao hurriedly jumped off the bed and leaned over to look at it.

The place that Dongfang Shiming pointed to with his hand was actually a place that Dongfang Shiming had never heard of when he talked about clues before.

Open Elephant View.

"This, this is the ...... above the Elephant Wind View," Bai Artemisia recalled.

Dongfang Shiming said: "It is the head of the holy land of the Daomen of Sheng Pingtian." There are six Taoist temples, like the wind view, and the earth view is two of them. I didn't go here to find someone. ”

"People?" Bai Artemisia didn't understand it even more, "Do you have anyone you are familiar with in the Open Elephant Temple?" ”

The corners of Dongfang Shiming's mouth turned up: "No." But if it's a Toto relationship, I think...... It's still visible. ”

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." He seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, "For the next exploration, I think we need to rely on some forces outside of the human body." ”

…………

Nether Heavens. A boat that travels up the river and rows through the frozen mountains. The mountains are black and bald, and the junction with the river is like a line that hooks black and white.

Fu Yunge sat alone on the bow of the boat. The slow wind blew his cheeks slightly, but there was still joy in his heart that was difficult to suppress.

It's finally back again.

In the matter of Jiangliang City, he and Su Jiuqin have brought Du He's family back safely. Su Jiuqin said that he would deal with the matter satisfactorily and let him go home for the New Year first.

Du He has decided to take responsibility, and Brother Wang and others have also temporarily found him a place to live. Fu Yunge believed that the situation in Jiangliang City would gradually improve, and with the secret protection of Su Jiuqin and the people of Qiongtian Palace, there was no need to worry about it.

Glancing back at the package in the cabin, it was a souvenir he had brought to his family. Looking ahead, it seems that the tea plantation in my hometown is close at hand.

The water surface is surging, and the shrinking river surface suddenly widens.

The towering peaks gradually converged, as if the flowing clouds were gradually opening up. A boat shuttled by, and in a blink of an eye, it crossed the stacked mountains.

…………

Stepping back on Chaoyun Street, Fu Yunge did not return to his hometown directly, but planned to visit Zuichen Township first. In his backpack was the foreign spirits he bought, and although it smelled weird, he might like it.

Passing through the alleys of the streets, there are still clumps of residual snow gathering in the corners. Fu Yunge found the door of the drunken dust township and was able to find that the door was not locked.

knocked on the door twice and no one answered, Fu Yunge knew that the drunken dust must be sleeping again, so he simply pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered the door, a smell of alcohol came to my nose. Fu Yunge smiled, stepped across the courtyard, and went straight into the house.

As soon as he entered, Fu Yunge was startled by the scene under his feet.

He barely had a place to stay. In the mild room, the smell of wine wafts everywhere, and on the ground is a pile of scattered wine bottles, twisted and twisted.

At the end of his gaze, the drunken villager lay on the table, his cheeks red from drunkenness. There was also a wine bottle tilted on the table, and the wine in it flowed out slowly like a stream.

"Uh...... Senior, I've come to see you. Fu Yunge cautiously walked over, went to the table and patted the drunken drunken dust.

Drunken Dust Country seems to be very drunk, but it still retains some sober sanity. He snorted sullenly, raised his head and nodded, "Hmm...... You're here, and it's good. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the empty wine bottles scattered everywhere on the ground, and the corners of his mouth moved stiffly: "Here...... It's messy. You go to the stove and bake the fire...... It is. ”

Pointing to the almost extinguished stove next to him, Drunken Dust Township was about to lie back again. Fu Yunge felt helpless, sat down by the fire to warm up, and was hesitating whether to take out the wine he brought.

The seniors drank like this every day...... I'm afraid it's not good for your body......

It was quiet in the house. Fuyun Geba looked at everything around him, and no matter where his eyes turned, he couldn't escape the bottles everywhere.

I sighed in my heart. There's no way, maybe the body of Xuanhui is high, and ordinary people can't be generalized? And if the wine brought thousands of miles away, if you don't give it to your predecessors, there will be nowhere to put it.

With this in mind, he slowly unwrapped the package and pulled out a carton of wine.

"Senior ......" Fu Yunge shouted to the drunken dust township while unpacking it.

However, the next second, when he saw the bottle in his hand, his face suddenly froze.

“……”

His gaze slowly moved from the bottle in his hand to the bottle on the ground.

I couldn't believe it, and after watching it back and forth a few times, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

This...... What's going on??

Fu Yunge was extremely stunned in his heart. Because the bottle of wine he brought out and the whole floor seemed to be the same?

"Call me...... Something? Drunken Dust was still lying on the table, muttering inarticulate.

Fu Yunge looked embarrassed, but fortunately he didn't see it in Drunken Dust Township. He hurriedly changed his words and said, "No, it's okay, what's that...... I mean, seniors pay attention to their bodies and drink in moderation......"

"Uh......?" Drunken Dust didn't seem to understand his proposal and didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, the drunken dust villager said again: "...... The money given by the Qiong Tiandian Trustee...... Here, you can only buy alcohol......"