The two of them looked at it, and sure enough, on both sides of the terrace, a stone bridge was built to lead to the cliff side, and more than ten holes were dug in the cliff walls on both sides, all of which were individual houses, and on the side of the house, another corridor connected to these more than ten houses.

Zhu Xiaodan smiled: "You don't say that the food is okay, as soon as you talk about eating, I remember that I am so hungry that I am unconscious." ”

Yan Wuping said: "Okay, I'll go find something to eat." With that, he quickly brought a log table and turned to the house to get food.

In a moment, Yan Wuping found some dried beef, as well as flower deer legs wrapped in soil and preserved, and some bottled vegetables and fruits, and a small jar of wine.

The three of them sat down around the round table, poured fine wine, and ate on the verison and beef.

Yan Wuping didn't seem to have much appetite, and after eating a little beef, he said to the two: "After you finish eating, find an empty room on the left side to rest, the right room is to put some cured meat, the smell is relatively strong, I'll go and settle the carriage." Although there is no one going up the mountain here, it is better to be careful. ”

Mu Caidie and Zhu Xiaodan ate with relish, and nodded to Yan Wuping again and again.

Yan Wuping went up to the small dirt slope, returned to the place just now, pulled the carriage into the grove, found a corner with dense tree trunks, and tied the horse. Only then did he slowly enter the old altar of apostasy.

Yan Wuping's father was a cook in the Apostasy Altar, Yan Wuping grew up in the Apostasy when he was a child, his parents died when he was four years old, and the Apostasy gave him everything, and even arranged for him to work in the kitchen after he turned thirteen.

Shaoyang Mountain has all his memories, and this is the place where he was born and raised.

He had stepped on every piece of brick and stone in the hall that had been blackened by fire.

He had watered every tree in the yard that had been cut down and fell.

He had thought he would stay here forever and live a carefree life.

He closed his eyes and imagined what it was like here in the past, the neat green tiles and white mud houses, the purple and red flower courtyard, and the wide granite martial arts arena.

Now that everything has changed beyond recognition, my heart is naturally full of melancholy.

"You must promise me!"

"We must avenge the apostasy!

"We lost to Taikunmen, not because our strength is worse than theirs, but because they have a curved heavenly ruler!"

"If you have one of the six great artifacts, you can shock the world! You have to find a way to find the rest of the six great artifacts that have not yet appeared!"

"Only in this way can we compete with them in the world and benefit the people in the world!"

"I can't do it anymore...... Let's go, the people of Taikun Gate will chase here. ”

"You go first, you must save your life, and then find a way to get back here, to the small dirt slope behind the woods, and find that tunnel...... This is the place where we have left our ancestral churches. Only the Sect Master knows about this place. ”

"The secrets that we have passed down for hundreds of years are all in the last three rooms on the right side of that terrace, and the tokens of the head are also inside!"

"Mark my words!"

The words of the Sect Leader Chu Dayun before leaving the sect often rang in Yan Wuping's ears, and he could never forget them.

He will never forget that day, the apostasy was destroyed, and the corpses were everywhere, and he took advantage of the chaos to carry Chu Dayun down the mountain in the sea of fire.

On that day, Shaoyang Mountain was bright red. It is impossible to tell whether it is red blood or red fire.

Chu Dayun is dead, but he can't die.

He's no longer the simple kitchen guy he used to be.

He carried the burden of apostasy, a burden of a thousand pounds.

He wants to do everything that has not been done by apostasy: to exterminate the Taikun Gate and give the world a peaceful world.

Unconsciously, Yan Wuping walked to the backyard and found that the back half of the building had not burned out, and even the stairs were still intact.

He walked up the stairs to the second floor, slowly in the hallway, carefully recalling the old days.

Walking to the end of the corridor, there was a big house, Yan Wuping walked in and took a look, it was very exquisitely arranged, the window sill was placed with a guqin, which was already covered with dust, the window pillars were also broken, and the wind was swaying. In the corner of the room, there was a stone jade comb counter, and a copper mirror stood against the wall. It has also been deformed and cracked.

Seeing this mirror, Yan Wuping's heart moved, and then he remembered that this house was Chu Dayun's pearl in the palm of Chu Manman's boudoir.

The versatile woman who came to his mind, Chu Manman and Yan Wuping were the same year, both eighteen years old. When they were young, they often played with other children who had left school, and often ran to the grove to play.

Chu Manman has liked to learn martial arts since he was a child, but Chu Dayun strongly opposed it, he didn't want his daughter to be involved in the bloodshed of the rivers and lakes.

So when Chu Manman was six years old, Chu Dayun sent her to Kunlun Mountain to learn piano from a famous teacher.

This Miss Chu's piano skills are unrivaled in the world, and by the time she returned to Shaoyang Mountain at the age of thirteen, she was already famous all over the world.

When Taikun Sect launched a surprise attack on Shaoyang Mountain, this Miss Chu, like most of the apostasys, was unaware, and she was still playing the piano in the room, so that in the end, the fragrance disappeared.

Thinking of this, Yan Wuping was even more emotional, although he was from a humble background, he was just the son of a chef, and Chu Manman had always been a good friend since he was a child, and the two had a good relationship.

Every time Yan Wuping went to the backyard to deliver food, he would stop and eavesdrop on her leisurely piano sound for a while.

Chu Manman also often put down the shelf of the sect leader's daughter and secretly ran to the kitchen to help him wash the vegetables.

Yan Wuping walked to the tattered and broken wooden window and looked at the guqin, which was very delicate, extremely short and slender, less than four inches long. The bottom of the piano is also engraved with a phoenix totem.

He saw that the strings were covered with dust, and he couldn't help but reach out and brush them.

"Phew!" guqin let out a long groan.

Yan Wuping couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Sigh that the world is impermanent, although the sound of the piano is the same, the human voice is no longer heard.

He picked up the harp, blew the dust on it, put it in his arms, and walked out. I walked in the old ruins for a long time before I went back.

By the time we got back to the cliff terrace below the small dirt slope, it was getting dark.

Zhu Xiaodan and Mu Caidie were still sleeping, and after they were full, they found a room on the left side.

By the time they woke up, Yan Wuping had already prepared dinner.

Zhu Xiaodan had already changed into a light blue plain robe at this time, she was in a very good mood, sat down, put a piece of air-dried deer liver in her mouth and chewed it, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, this place is really good, there is actually a bathroom." ”

She poured herself another glass of wine, and Mu Caidie also poured a glass and said, "I just took a shower, but it's comfortable." I have been locked up in the dungeon of Taikun Gate a few days ago, and I haven't taken a bath for many days. ”

Mu Caidie took a shallow sip of wine, looked at Yan Wuping and said, "Sect Master, I don't think this is an ordinary cellar, the planning is too neat, and the appearance is too hidden, I estimate that this place has been built for hundreds of years." She seemed a little worried.

Yan Wuping couldn't help but be moved, and explained with a smile, "Fluttershy, this cellar is said to have been originally a prison, and it was built hundreds of years ago for traitors from the sect. The rooms were used to hold prisoners. ”

He also took a sip of wine: "It's just that later, the apostate rules were clear, and the disciples were self-disciplined and obeyed, and they gradually became useless, and finally it became a cellar for putting things in the kitchen." ”

Zhu Xiaodan chewed the deer liver and nodded: "Yes, Sister Mu, who do you think would be so boring to stay here?"

Mu Caidie looked out of the terrace, the sky was dark at this time, the bright moon was hanging, illuminating the mountain peaks as bright as snow, quiet and refreshing, and the sky was full of stars.

I couldn't help sighing: "The scenery here, I'm afraid that there is really no second place in the world, I really want to live here forever, night after night to this bright moon and breeze." ”

Zhu Xiaodan shook his head when he heard this, and laughed: "Sister Mu, no matter how beautiful the wind and moon are, after all, it is ruthless, I would rather have you by my side, even if I am in a dungeon, I will feel comfortable and comfortable." ”

Yan Wuping also applauded and laughed, "Fluttershy, if you like to live here, it's okay, I'm afraid you'll be lonely and bored, so you have to find someone to accompany you first." ”

Mu Caidie smiled a little embarrassed at the two of them, and said, "Sect Master, I also know that we are here to avoid the limelight for a few days, how can we stay for a long time." ”

She suddenly remembered that Yan Wuping and Zhu Xiaodan had been talking for almost a morning today, and they didn't know what plan to talk about, so she asked, "By the way, Sect Master, when will we go back." ”

Yan Wuping was stunned, raised the cup in his hand, drank it all, and was silent for a while before he said, "I haven't thought about it yet, let's stay for a few days." ”

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to say more, Mu Caidie didn't ask, and hurriedly stood up to help the sect leader pour another glass of wine.

The three of them, half a jar of wine, sat around the wooden table, looked at the stars and the lonely moon, and told all the old things of their lives, and they were so drunk that they slept at dawn.