Since Xun Sanniang promised Xiao Jue to stay in Zixuan Mansion, Xiao Jue naturally no longer worried, and immediately embarked on the journey back to the Demon Moon Sect.

However, he didn't return directly to the Demon Moon Sect.

Halfway through, I landed on a rather remote and steep mountain.

The road is narrow, with a near-vertical mountain wall on one side and a steep cliff on the other, and a large river that winds its way underneath.

Looking at the distant mountains, Xiao Jue also felt a trace of special fun.

In the past few decades, it has been either cultivation or being hunted down, but there is rarely time to settle down like this.

"You are?" An old voice came from behind him.

Turning around, Xiao Jue saw an old man with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

The girl supported the old man.

The old man looked very weak, and he was already out of breath when he walked up.

"Hello, where is this place?"

The old man didn't speak, but the girl next to him snorted: "You don't even know where this is, why did you appear here?" ”

"You should be lost, right?"

Xiao Jue was stunned, nodded and said, "The road in this mountain is winding, and I went up the mountain in a daze for a while!" ”

The old man laughed: "Yes, there are a lot of roads up the mountain." ”

The girl frowned suddenly, how did he think the old man had something to say.

Just as he was about to say, the old man said, "In this case, if the son does not dislike it, come with us!" ”

"Good!"

The girl pursed her lips: "Master, there is one more person,"

"Just your mouth, so many things.

We also changed a lot this time down the mountain, enough is enough! ”

The girl was anxious: "But we still have to be on the mountain,"

"That's it!"

The old man no longer suppressed his voice, and said to Xiao Jue: "Let's go, Childe!" ”

Xiao Jue arched his hand: "Thank you!" ”

This mountain is not a single mountain, and there is a continuous mountain behind it.

These two people seem to walk here often, so the path that ordinary young adults may not be able to walk, but the two of them walk very steadily.

Xiao Jue followed behind the two.

From time to time, you can hear the girl in front of you complaining about herself to the old man.

"Childe must be the first time here, right!?"

The old man motioned for the girl to slow down and be on par with Xiao Jue.

"Indeed."

"This is the Black Wind Mountains, and there are very few people walking.

Most of the caravans that passed here were escorted by immortal masters, and some young masters who had gone into the mountains to train.

There is one thing, I want to remind my son, if you encounter something later, you must listen to my arrangement and talk less! ”

Xiao Jue pretended to be awe-inspiring and nodded.

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"Heavenly Master, here you are!!" Halfway up the mountain, two bearded men stood on both sides of the road, gossiping.

I saw the old man coming.

One person got up.

"It's coming!" The old man counted the silver very familiarly and handed it to the man who got up.

The man didn't say much, took it, counted it, and said, "Heavenly Master, your count is wrong, right!" ”

The old man hurriedly asked for another count of silver, but it was much less visible to the naked eye.

When the girl saw it, she was anxious but didn't dare to say more.

The man hurriedly said: "It's too much, too much!" ”

"Oh!"

Another man nudged him, pointing to the young man who had just caught up at the back of the line.

The man knows.

"Alright, let's go!"

The old man walked a few steps, and the man said behind him: "Heavenly Master, your legs and feet are getting worse and worse, why do you have to go down the mountain every day?" ”

The old man didn't look back, and said shallowly: "When you're older, you have to walk more!" ”

The man didn't ask again, and advised: "Then the old heavenly master is slower on the road!" ”

"Good!"

Xiao Jue followed behind the two.

He had heard the old man say that these two men were bandits in the mountains, who specialized in collecting money for the passage.

But the image of the fierce and abnormal bandits in the impression really can't fall on the heads of these two men.

And where are the bandits who care about the people passing by?

Most importantly, they didn't kill anyone.

This point, Xiao Jue can feel it even without looking at the qi technique.

"Okay, if you climb this mountain again, you will arrive at the Falling Cloud Temple!"

Leaving the bandit's stuck point, the girl couldn't help it.

I didn't hide my voice anymore: "Master, why do you want to give this guy an extra piece of silver."

He is so well dressed, he must have the money.

Need us to do it for him?

Or, I asked him to come back? ”

The old man ignored her.

As the old man said, he crossed another mountain, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

A ruined dojo can be seen faintly.

Maybe it's because no one has been repairing it for a long time.

In some places, the masonry inside can be clearly seen.

"Since you're here, let's stay here for the night!!"

"Ling'er, let's go cook!!"

The girl reluctantly cooked.

The old man took Xiao Jue to the innermost, which was a fairly clean room.

But it is not an old man or a young girl.

The old man said, "This is the room I specially reserved for passing guests, you can stay here tonight."

Ling'er should be ready to cook later.

I'll call you! ”

Thundered!

The sky says that it will change, and it was a peaceful day for a while, and the thunder was bursting.

The old man left, as if to go back to his room, and Xiao Jue stood in front of the door.

Just then, a little drop of rain fell on the tip of his nose.

Gradually, the sound of rain gradually became stronger, and the heavens and the earth were filled with the sound of rain.

Toads in the mountains, frogs chirping.

No, some unknown voices can be heard.

"Master, it's time to eat!" The girl's crisp voice passed through the rain curtain and was drowned out by the rain curtain, but Xiao Jue could still hear it clearly.

The kitchen connects the girl's room and the old man's room.

Xiao Jue's room was next door to the old man's corner, and he didn't need to go through the rain curtain.

He went to the old man's room very consciously.

The girl happened to come in with food.

It is very light, the rice is a fairly thick porridge, and the dish is tender bamboo shoots in the mountains, without meat.

The old man changed into a dry practice uniform and said with a smile: "Eat."

This is a bamboo shoot that has just been picked from the back mountain, it just rained two days ago, and it is tender! ”

The meal was eaten quickly, and neither the girl nor the old man could eat.

Since the beginning of his cultivation, Xiao Jie, who rarely eats, eats happily.

One pot of rice, he worked alone for half of it.

The old man didn't eat much, but the girl had the idea of competing with him.

The rest went into the stomachs of the two.

The girl hastily put away the dishes.

The old man went to bed early.

The girl was in her room, looking through the window, looking at the desolate guest room.

With his cheeks puffed out, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Quietly went out the door, slipped near Xiao Jue's room, and saw through a small hole that he was sleeping soundly.

Angrily stamped his feet and fell asleep with his breath in his mouth.

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of rain, thunder, and the sound of a girl's dreams and broken thoughts remained.