It's been a long and difficult process.

The long is for Hongxiang and Yin Nuo, and the difficulty is for Xiao Cong himself, maybe he also remembers Ding Bushan's appearance like a magic stick when he said that sentence, for fear of falling into the trap designed by Ding Bushan in advance, after all, this old boy has already pit him once, and he was afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, so he was extra "careful" when choosing.

As for Yin Nuo and Hongxiang's side, although it has nothing to do with them, and they can't be the master, but the itchy feeling is like carrying a little rabbit in their arms, and they haven't stopped for a moment, the scene in the side room of Ding Bushan Baozhuang that day, they were both present, and naturally they remember it clearly, walking around was boring, Xiao Cong's final choice was their only interest at this time, this process was already long, so it made them feel even longer.

Finally, Xiao Cong stopped in front of a courtyard that seemed to be a Taoist temple, looked up with a small face, looked at the mountain gate that was not tall and wide, but full of the atmosphere of time, and smiled, looking like a fool.

Yin Nuo and Hongxiang also stopped here, looked up at the quaint mountain gate for a while, and saw that Xiao Cong was still smirking, turned his head and looked at each other, just like that. He pouted and shook his head, confusion and helplessness mixed together and hung on his face, and then turned his head back.

Hongxiang's face leaned towards Xiao Cong's side, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother, don't go shopping. ”

"No more. Xiao Cong replied with a smile without turning his head.

"That's it?"

"That's it. ”

"Why?"

Xiao Cong was silent for a while and replied:

"It's a lot like where I lived when I was a kid. ”

Hongxiang was clear, nodded thoughtfully, and his little face just began to move away from the side, but then he came back,

"Won't there be any problems with that?"

"What's the problem?" Xiao Cong finally turned his head.

"For example......" Hongxiang wanted to speak and stopped, his big black and white eyes were dripping and turning, like a quirky little goblin, but his small mouth was pouty, and it made people feel extremely cute.

"Identity!" Looking at Xiao Cong's increasingly serious gaze, he finally spit out the second half of the sentence faintly.

Xiao Cong's complexion did not change, but Yin Nuo, who was on the side, began to become a little cramped and uneasy after listening to Hongxiang's answer.

After a while, Xiao Cong smiled slightly and said lightly:

"It's okay, let's go in. ”

Hongxiang stuck out his tongue, Xiao Cong had already taken a step, Yin Nuo didn't move for a long time, and asked Hongxiang:

"What do you think about this?"

Hongxiang shook his head deeply and sighed:

"We've been here for too long. ”

After saying that, he walked away.

Yin Nuo scratched his head, blew lightly, and with an indifferent face, he followed with a face.

The mountain gate is slightly higher from the street, there are nineteen steps, the variety of the stone is unknown, but the original texture and the traces left by the carving at the beginning have been smoothed, I think it has been a few days, the wooden mountain gate is wide open, the type of material is the same, although the surface has been mottled by the years and the potholes and ravines are staggered, but at a glance it looks shiny and shiny, the color seems to be a layer of blood that has been evenly poured on it before it has dried up for a short time, but it doesn't feel so terrifying, stepping over the threshold is facing a square and slightly dilapidated welcome wall, and the welcome wall is written on a barely recognizable faceThe word "enlightenment", there is a skinny old pine growing next to the door wall, and with this door wall, it can also show a bit of rare Taoism.

The three of them bypassed the gate wall and came to the courtyard, at first glance it was naturally fixed in the middle of the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs, there were three high incense sticks inside, the smoke curled up, the whole body of the tripod was cast in bronze, there was a pattern of ancient ancestors worshipping heaven and earth, although the lines were rough, but the shape was scattered and intended, this time Xiao Cong recognized its material, it turned out to be the famous pilgrimage Xuanjin, but this thing has always been used to refine weapons, cast an incense tripod in the Taoist temple, it seems a little inappropriate.

Looking around, I took a general look at the scenery in the courtyard, except for the house built with black agarwood, everything else is not surprising, whether it is a stone bench or a stone table, or a living utensils, it is a big handful outside.

Hongxiang couldn't help but mutter—"It's so poor!"

As soon as the words fell, a handsome young man walked out of the side room on the left, wearing a plain robe, about six or seven years old.

When the young man saw Xiao Cong and the three of them, he couldn't help but let out a "huh", looked at the three of them in a daze for a while, turned around and ran quickly towards the main room of the main hall, shouting loudly in his mouth,

"Master, Master, someone is coming, someone is coming......"

Yin Nuo and Hongxiang looked at each other again, Hongxiang was shy with a young little face with the same clear eyebrows, and said harmlessly:

"Why, are there very few people here?"

Yin Nuo spread his hands with his mouth flattened, and then the two of them turned their faces at the same time.

Out of the main room of the main hall is an old man with silver hair and silver beard, the style of painting is a bit unique, wearing a gray robe that can no longer be broken, sparse hair with a dead branch, at a glance it looks like a ball of hay, although the whole face is wrinkled, but a little ruddy can be faintly seen, straw sandals show toes, and the dust is unkempt like a broom.

If you want to talk about fairy wind bones, it's a bit of a bit if you look carefully, but if you don't look carefully, it's a sloppy old man who is old and withered.

Xiao Cong bowed, the old Taoist smiled, swept away the dust, and said:

"Why are you here? I haven't had anyone in this broken dojo for a few days. ”

The handsome little Taoist priest before was hiding behind the old Taoist priest at this time, and it was only then that he cautiously poked his head out.

Xiao Cong smiled slightly, but didn't speak, because he really didn't know what to say.

The old Taoist priest looked at Xiao Cong, who was smiling stiffly, comprehended, shook his head, patted his head, and said distressedly:

"You just came in, I heard a few days ago that there are three very special people coming in from the outskirts of Skull, it must be you, why, haven't you stood in line yet?"

Xiao Cong nodded and replied:

"Yes, senior, I don't know ...... senior"

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest waved his hand, and said in a tone that was neither soft nor hard:

"Needless to say, I know the purpose of your coming here, but it's not that I won't take you in, it's really me...... Alas!"

As he spoke, he sighed heavily, and continued:

"You're long past your age. ”

Hongxiang laughed carelessly when he heard this, and quickly pursed his mouth after being glared at by Xiao Cong.

Xiao Cong turned his face back and asked:

"Senior, what do you mean by that?"

The old Taoist priest sighed faintly and said helplessly:

"This dojo wasn't actually mine before, and I'm not a Taoist priest, but I didn't have a place to go a few years ago, and it has been empty, so I moved in desperately, picked up, and adopted a few children without fathers and mothers, and it became what it is now, so there is no faith you are looking for here, and if you stay here, it will only bring trouble here, so let's go elsewhere, it's really not good, there is a long-abandoned Taoist court in the south of the hunting city, you can go there to open a mountain and establish a religion, anyway, don't stay here, these children are pitiful enough, don't harm them." 。 ”

Xiao Cong smiled,

"The seniors laughed, the younger generations have just arrived, how can they have the qualifications to stand on their own, and the seniors have no faith, speaking of which, we are in the same way in this hunting city. ”

The old Taoist priest laughed a few times and replied:

"Young people don't have to come with me to do this, you can be sent directly into the suburbs of the skeleton, you must have extraordinary skills, why nest in my little, can't stretch your body, and may delay big things, to tell you the truth, this is really not good for you, people who come to hunt for big things will never come here." ”

"Does the senior know who sent me into the Skull Suburbs?"

"Who?"

"Ding Bushan, it is said that he went out from Hunting City. ”

"Oh, Ding Bushan...... the old Taoist priest stroked his silver beard lightly with his right hand, frowned and recalled, for a moment, muttered: "Ding Bushan, it seems that I really have a little impression, it must have been hundreds of years ago." ”

Xiao Cong nodded, but heard the old Taoist priest continue:

"There are very few people who can get out of the Hunting City smoothly, and there are very few people who return to the outside world through the Holy Land, and even fewer go back, Ding Bushan was famous in the Hunting City at that time, this person, I remember. ”

"Do you know why he came back to North Street?"

"This ......"

"Senior, it's still early, can you let us sit down and talk about it?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Xiao Cong suspiciously like a liar, and sighed helplessly for a while,

"Come over here. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the stone table and stone bench not far away.