Five years after the floods receded, everything in the capital state returned to calm.

The city was devastated by the flood, and there was no sign of destruction, and the trees that had been destroyed had regrown. People are always good at repairing the scars of the past, and the capital is lively and prosperous, and it is impossible to see that there has been such a heavy rain that has tried to overturn the world.

Everything continues in an orderly manner.

Meng Ying has taken over the position of the head of the Taiyan faction and has become the youngest head of the Duzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm.

She did a good job, to the surprise of others, she was not a lonely and arrogant goddess who only knew that she could not understand the world. For intentional or unintentional temptations between sects, she is always at ease. For his disciples, he is also thoughtful. Some people say that it is because Meng Zhangmen once went down the mountain with his fellow brothers when he was young and experienced the sophistication of human feelings. Therefore, the new disciples of the Taiyan faction are often arranged to go down the mountain to experience and practice, so as to sharpen the bitterness of the red dust.

Mu Jiexiao and Tian Fangfang also began to accept apprentices. The two of them are now well-known in the capital, and there are countless people who want to worship them. Xuan Lingzi himself was too lazy to accept apprentices, so he gave the burden of accepting apprentices to the two disciples early. Mu Jiexiao looked silent, but he was extremely strict with the disciples who earned him, and the punishment methods were endless, and he often heard people talking about him behind his back. Tian Fangfang looked kind and cheerful, but under his hands, if his cultivation did not grow, he would be punished and deducted the spirit stone.

It's worse than being beaten.

Mendong also grew up.

Yuxue's cute child is now tall, born with red lips and white teeth, and is exceptionally delicate and bright. He no longer tied two lotus flowers in a bun, and like other disciples in the sect, he tied his hair into a ponytail. Dressed in a pink gauze robe, the young man fluttered like the wind, often provoking the hearts of the female disciples in the door.

The younger generation is gradually taking charge of the future of the sect. Like a young tree, one day it will grow into a towering sky.

On the second day after the sect meeting, Gu Baiying went down the mountain.

Now the state is peaceful at four o'clock, and nothing happens. The Taiyan sect is thriving, everything is thriving, and he, the seventh uncle, has nothing to do in the sect in Su Ri. Meng Ying asked him to go down the mountain to see how the various parts of the capital were recovering now, so he didn't refuse.

Gu Baiying went to Li'er Country.

Li'er country is hot all year round, the four seasons are like summer, the most expensive "Xianxunhai" inn has disappeared, but the beautiful phoenix tree in the yard is still blooming. Large red flowers fall overhead, reflecting a red glow in the sky.

The mangrove-dense beach is still bustling with activity, and on summer nights, countless monks come to the beach to watch the tide flow over the sand at their feet.

The moonlight is clean, the sand is as white as snow, and the blue lanterns hanging from the mangroves paint the long night with coolness.

He stood in front of the West Sea, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when they first came to the country of Li'er with the hairpin many years ago.

At that time, it was also such a clear night, and he reluctantly traveled with them for the sake of the piano insects. And because he talked about Knotin Ling and his mother, he was not at ease, so he left under the pretext of buying rock syrup. But when I looked back, I saw the woman talking eloquently.

"Have you ever seen Gu Baiying fail? Have you seen him cry? Have you seen his weak side? ”

"As long as you are human, there will be times when you are weak and sad, and you don't see it because your uncle has hidden this side. Because there were so many people staring at him, he had nowhere to hide even if he wanted to. When you all get used to this, even if he wants to show his weakness in front of others, he can't do it. ”

Time turned, and the boy stopped suddenly, as if a secret in his heart had been revealed, and he was momentarily dazed.

In fact, from the very beginning, she saw through him.

He is just a bluffing paper tiger, arrogant and meaningless on the surface, but in fact, he regrets it more than anyone else. In the middle of the night over the years, he often woke up from his dreams, always remembering the past and always regretting it. Always thinking about that rainy night in Black Rock City, if he paid more attention to the wrong hairpin, maybe he could have one more possible ending.

"Little Immortal?" Someone behind him called him.

Gu Baiying turned around, saw the vendor setting up the stall Yin Yin looking at him, saw him turn around, his expression was relieved, and he smiled: "The little one is familiar to you, and it is really you!" ”

It turned out to be the oyster vendor back then.

The peddler recognized him and talked to him familiarly: "Immortal Elder is here again for us to leave the Ear Country?" Coming alone this time? The little one remembers the last time it was a big crowd, and the cat, ouch, it's the first time I've seen such a fat cat. He looked at the young man in front of him and sighed, "The immortal chief is more prosperous than before. You don't know how many girls came to me to inquire about you after you left......"

At the end, he stuffed a cup of rock syrup into Gu Baiying's hand, and said with a smile: "I'm happy to see an acquaintance today, I'll give you a cup, no money!" I wish the immortal Chang all the best in the future! ”

Gu Baiying looked down at the rock syrup in his hand, the sweet syrup was contained in a cup made of flowers, and it was fragrant.

He laughed and said, "Thank you." ”

......

Gu Baiying went to the secret realm of the Li'er Country.

Now that the aura is abundant, there are more secret realms in various places. This place in the country of Li'er is not as scarce as it was many years ago. Wudong Mountain has gradually grown into its former appearance, and the mirror lake is like jade. He even saw the fairy vine in the mountains, and the fairy vine was also old, and the flowers did not look as bright as before, and even the singing voice changed from the graceful and beautiful of a girl to as hoarse as an old woman. With such a singing voice, it naturally can't attract prey.

It won't be long before the vine withers completely.

In the evening, when it suddenly began to rain on the mountain, he hid in a cave and made a fire in the cave.

Before the hairpin star went to the Taiyan faction, he never made a fire to drive away the cold like a mortal, but after the hairpin left, he seemed to be used to it, and he was cold to make a fire, and he was cold to add clothes. Zhao Mai always laughed at him for having lighting charms, but Zhao Mai didn't understand, the flames were warmer than the rune paper.

The night rain was pouring down, wetting the entire mountain forest.

The wind blew from outside, stretching the figure into the cave wall.

Someone once took shelter from the rain in this cave for a short time, and the sound of the woman shouting echoed in the cave wall, making the cold night no longer so lonely.

"When people get along with people, in addition to encounters, they are separated, and there are many separations and few encounters, and life is always like this."

The flames made a sound of "peeling off", working tirelessly to expel the cold of the rainy night.

Hairpin was right. But she forgot that most people in the world don't like separation.

On the young man's snow-white brocade robe, the vermilion goose pattern spreads its wings in the firelight.

The night rain was falling, and there was silence in the cave.

He looked down, looked at the burning fire, and whispered to himself, "I don't want to separate." ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.