In the middle of the night, Yunmen Mountain was exceptionally quiet after the fierce battle, and only a few crickets could be heard in the grass.

When dawn came, the white belly of the fish in the east had already turned white. Fang Wenqing slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Ouyang Lan and Ling Wei, stood up, and slowly walked to the master's tablet, the master's voice and smile seemed to appear in front of his eyes again. He held the tablet tightly in his arms and sat down on the ground, tears falling at some point, wetting all the torches of dawn.

When Ouyang Lan opened her eyes, she couldn't help but feel sad when she saw this scene. She walked in front of Fang Wenqing, patted him on the shoulder, and sat next to him, Fang Wenqing gradually stopped crying, looked at the ruined walls around her, and slowly put the master's tablet into a simple bag, her heart was full of incomparable hatred, her forehead was exposed, her eyes were sharp, her fists were clenched, and she muttered to herself: "Master, swear in vain, this revenge will not be avenged, and the oath will not be a person." ”

Ouyang Lan knew that Fang Wenqing's heart was extremely painful, this was the place where he had lived for more than 20 years, and it was all his reminiscences.

She didn't say any more comforting words, just silently accompanied him, which was probably the best consolation for him.

The two snuggled together, watching the morning sun slowly rise, she thought it was the best time in her life, how she wished that time would be frozen at this moment and become eternal.

Fang Wenqing patted Ouyang Lan and stood up, he suddenly felt a kind of complication, the master's words were still in his ears, as a Shenxiao faction, there would not be any children's affection, some were just lonely and lonely, and they could only protect every grass and tree here in their lives.

He has grown so big and has never been in contact with society, and he really doesn't understand the love of children, but since these days since he came down the mountain: Liu Jia's family has brought him an indescribable warmth on the top of Yunmen Mountain, and he doesn't understand; Ouyang Lan was in the private house, throwing herself into his arms and crying, bringing him an indescribable beating in his heart, he didn't understand; The colorful lotus sent by Yao Ziqing when his life was dying, while bringing him life, he felt an unforgettable gratitude in his heart, and he didn't understand.

Ouyang Lan also stood up and rested her head on Fang Wenqing's shoulder, Fang Wenqing's body trembled, and he ducked to the side, he really didn't want to be so close to a handsome woman in front of the master's tablet.

At the moment when Fang Wenqing avoided Ouyang Lan, her fiery heart suddenly fell into the ice cave, only to feel that her heart was very painful, very painful, and tears flowed again-----

Ling Wei was already sober, but she didn't want to disturb the team leader and Fang Wenqing, she was also a little surprised in her heart, how could Ouyang Lan, who was known as the number one beauty in Shenlongmen, fall in love with the man in front of her. In addition to being able to fight, I really can't find any advantages, the vision of the team leader is too poor, there are countless people who pursue the team leader in the Shenlong Gate, and they are better than him if they pull one out at will.

When Ling Wei saw that Fang Wenqing was actually avoiding Ouyang Lan, she suddenly stood up, staring at Fang Wenqing with her eyes, she was about to have a seizure, and then she thought about it, this kid is still a little self-aware, hmph, now I can rest assured. But why is the team leader so sad, it seems that he is still in tears----

When the three of them were silent, there was a slight vibration in the air, Ouyang Lan recovered from the heartache, and pressed a few directions in the air with her right hand, and a jade slip came out of the space bag.

opened the jade slip and glanced at it, then turned his head and glanced at Ling Wei: "Ling Wei, the master of the Yu Sect ordered us to hurry to Qidu to reinforce Liu Xinmei." ”

Turning his head, he looked at Fang Wenqing with a serious face, "Brother Fang, people are in the rivers and lakes, I can't help myself, I am about to go to Qidu, you take care." ”

Fang Wenqing looked at Ouyang Lan and said, "I know you have your things to do, take care of yourself all the way, if there is a place where you can use me, just ask." ”

Ouyang Lan snorted, took a few steps, and suddenly turned around, "Brother Fang, this place is no longer suitable for living, my temporary settlement rent still has half a year, if you don't dislike it, Brother Fang can live there temporarily." After speaking, he threw a bunch of keys to Fang Wenqing, and without looking back, he and Ling Wei left quickly.

Fang Wenqing looked at the two of them, and when he saw the backs of the two of them drifting apart, he sighed secretly in his heart, with mixed tastes.

At this time, he remembered Liu Yuqiang's wine that day-----

The sun in the east rose higher and higher, and the sun shone on this rolling mountain range, falling on the mountains and forests, falling beside the small river, and falling on Fang Wenqing's body.

Fang Wenqing thought about it for a long time, the only thing he knew was from the mouths of the four demons that he knew about an organization called the Yellow Gate Demon Immortal, and there was no way to know what they were doing and where they were located.

He glanced at everything here affectionately, stroked the tablet of the master in the simple bag, bowed to the ruined Cloud Gate, turned around, and walked down the mountain.

Wulian Mountain, in a cave mansion, Huang Feilu's face turned pale, as if he had aged a lot overnight. He never thought that the four Jin Dan cultivators would all die in battle, and he tried his best to overestimate the little Taoist priest named Fang Wenqing, but in the end, he underestimated it.

"Daddy, you dissipate your anger first, the coming day will be long, just a little Taoist, even if he has the ability, can he compete with my entire Huangmen Demon Immortal. Otherwise, if you send a few elders this time, you will definitely kill this person and take back the treasure. It was the young man who followed Huang Feilu yesterday who spoke, still dressed as a scholar.

"Shujian, you are still a little younger, elder-how can I send it, everyone is playing their own little calculations, do you think they will bring back the treasure after killing that little Taoist?" Huang Feilu said with a gloomy face.

"What Daddy said is that the child has been taught." Huang Shujian said.

"Let's not move for the time being, that little Taoist priest is not simple, Daddy Rong, I'll think about it again." After Huang Feilu finished speaking, he walked out of the cave.

In a remote house, Fang Wenqing sat alone under the plane tree, all kinds of yesterday appeared in front of him, his eyes were a little moist, he didn't know why, his heart was so uncomfortable.

When he walked down Yunmen Mountain, Fang Wenqing originally wanted to go to Liu Yuqiang to have a few sips of wine, but he was afraid of causing a bad impact on Liu Jia, so he dispelled this idea.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky, where white clouds fluttered by, and several small birds flew up from the plane trees and soared into the sky.

He remembered last night's battle, a battle of life and death, the first battle since he broke through the Jindan, and he was very satisfied.

It's just that he activated a teleportation talisman, which was left to him by the master, and there were only three of them, but unfortunately, his current cultivation could not make such a high-level talisman. At the same time, I gradually understood in my heart how important my own strength is in this world.

Thinking of the unavenged revenge and the oath I made, there is no moment when I want to improve my cultivation more than now.

He thought again, why couldn't he see these demons when he was on the mountain, but when he came to the bottom of the mountain, he was all over the mountains.

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He thought about it a lot, and finally shook his head, stood up, came to the kitchen, made a bowl of clear soup noodles, and finally solved the problem of food and clothing.

In a few days, in addition to meditation and cultivation, he drew talismans, and the speed at which he consumed talismans was too fast.

Drawing and drawing, I glanced at the simple bag, and the materials had been used up, so I went to buy the materials back and continued to paint, and after repeating it several times, I finally finished making some, and I thought it was enough.

On this day, after meditating and cultivating, he came to the plane tree again, drinking tea, squinting his eyes, basking in the sun, as if he had returned to the years on the mountain.

Suddenly, he realizes a serious problem, the rest of his prize money has been bought by him to make the materials for the talisman, and now he is penniless.

When you are in the mountains, you can also collect some herbs, which can barely be supported, in this small courtyard, it is unrealistic to go to the mountains to collect herbs, the distance is too far. After thinking about it, let's go out and see if there is any place to make money.

Coming to the bustling street, Fang Wenqing looked around and walked for a long time, but he didn't find any place to make money.

When he was about to go back, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that in the sandwich between Xinyuan Building and the department store, there were many signboards with Tai Chi gossip, and next to the signboards, there were a group of people around, including men and women, old and young. It turned out that there was a fortune-telling street here, and he immediately walked into it.

After inquiry, it turned out that this is a famous fortune-telling street in the ancient city of Yixian, and it has a nice name, called Crystal Street.

He looked at everything here excitedly, generally there is a signboard in front of a stall, the signboards are of all kinds, different sizes, almost all of them indicate the remuneration of fortune telling, the price starts from one yuan, there are three yuan, there are five yuan, in front of a stall, Fang Wenqing actually saw ten yuan. (In the eighties of the twentieth century, money was scarce, and the purchasing power of one dollar should be comparable to ten dollars now.) And there are a lot of calculation items above, such as Bazi, Plum Blossom Easy Count, Crape Myrtle, Qimen Dunjia, Liuyao, Feng Shui, Physiognomy and so on, customers can choose one, or they can choose several.

Fang Wenqing walked back and forth on Crystal Street a few times, and had already made up his mind: go home to make a signboard, and also come here to set up a stall to tell fortunes.