With the chaos of the market and the noisy festivals, everything in the valley is as peaceful as ever, except for the children who study and wander the streets all day long. Occasionally, when she was tired of going out for a walk in Jian Ruwu, she always felt that this peace frightened her, and she always felt that under this peace, it seemed that something was about to move, and her intuition told her that not only the old sycamore, but also other things in the valley were quietly changing.

"The Phoenix ancestors are above, bless my master safely."

Xiaoru has been bored in her heart because of the old Wutong, and there is no one to talk about, so she ran to the ancestral hall to ask the ancestors who died to talk about her boredom.

"The younger generations are like this, and today they are bothering the ancestors because of unavoidable things."

"The junior went out of the valley half a month ago, because it was the middle of the night, and he was not seen by outsiders."

"I met a mortal outside the valley," Xiao Ru paused, "it must be a mortal, how can there be any immortals outside the valley." ”

"It's the first time I've met a mortal, and I accidentally hurt him, and I don't blame him, in the middle of the night, he recited ancient poems in the woods, and anyone who met him would be scared, not to mention that it was the first time I met a mortal......"

Xiao Ru said that the quieter his voice became, obviously to make up for his mistakes, how could he quibble again.

"I was in a hurry, so I injured his shoulder with a qi sword, I didn't use my immortal power, I just swiped lightly - who knew that mortals' shoulders were so delicate, and a lot of blood came out at once." As small as his hands and feet, he gestured to the scene of that night.

"I think I happened to have a handkerchief on my body, so I threw it to him and turned around and ran," The handkerchief is very expensive, and she only has this one, "I was scared, so I ran back, but who knows...... "But who knows that if you hurt mortals, you have to make up for it with the original god."

"I actually wanted to remedy it, I remedied it at the time, I really didn't know that the matter would be so serious, so serious that Master Wutong was going to save people for me......" Xiao Ru wrenched her hands together, biting her lip with her teeth, hesitating whether to continue.

The doors and windows of the ancestral hall are closed, and the birds chirping outside the door and the sun shining brightly cannot disturb the silence and coolness in the ancestral hall.

Xiao Ru sat down on his knees on the futon again.

"The ancestors are above, the younger generation is sincerely repentant, and I don't want Master Wutong to be implicated for no reason, that is, the head of a hundred birds, I should pay the price for my mistakes, and I can't always be protected by others." Xiaoru's eyes are firm, her immortal power is not high, and her cultivation is not deep, it is a big deal to lose this life, anyway, the phoenix can be reborn after bathing in fire, what is she afraid of.

The empty ancestral hall echoed Xiao Ru's words, and the bronze statue of the phoenix ancestor stood on the wall, not even looking at Xiao Ru.

"The Phoenix Ancestor is on top! Juniors like this—"

Before Xiao Ru's words could be finished, he was interrupted by a loud voice that seemed to be far away and close to the elderly.

"The days of the old sycamore should not be exhausted, are you willing to save it?"

It seems that the ancestors responded to Xiaoru's prayer, and Xiaoru was overjoyed.

"The juniors are willing."

As small as kowtowing to the bronze statue.

"The library contains thousands of years of hard work of our clan, you can find it." The voice seemed to fade away, and by the last word, it was inaudible.

"Can you tell the juniors what kind of book it is?" Xiao Ru asked anxiously.

She asked three times in succession, but there was no response.

Finally had a way to make up for it, and now she had to hurry to the library to see if there was a book that could save the old Wutong.

Outside the ancestral hall, a figure quickly jumped up to the treetops and disappeared.

Xiaoru came out of the ancestral hall, her head was dizzy from the blazing sun, and the leaves behind the ancestral hall rustled in the wind.

Xiaoru has been thinking about the library at home, and wants to find a way to save the old Wutong as soon as possible.

The old phoenix bird's favorite thing to go to is the study building, since her death, in addition to the maid who sweeps the sa to clean the dust every day, the study building is rarely visited, in the past few years, has been a little deserted.

People leave, the house is damaged, the last time Xiao Ru went to look for a book, the carving of the Luan Bird in the northeast corner was crumbling, whenever the valley wind was slightly violent, the broken Luan Bird squeaked, as if it was like this still peaceful Phoenix Valley, the danger has arrived but no one noticed.