On Xiaoyan Mountain, there is a dilapidated temple.

The temple was dilapidated, and Ye Wuwu had lived on the mountain for seven years, only occasionally seeing an old man in a monk's robe.

But it was time and time, Ye Wuwu saw him only a handful of times, and he didn't know who the other party's surname was.

But at this moment, there are two figures sitting in the temple, holding a game.

"Dugu Xuan, you didn't hesitate to tie up the fate and luck of those two children at a great price, what is this desire?"

As he spoke, the old man in the monk's robe fell on the plate.

Dugu Xuan was silent and said for a long time.

"The sword path of the world's rivers and lakes has been silent for more than a while, and there has never been a sword immortal, my apprentice was born with a sword fetus, and when he saw her for the first time, he was moved by his luck."

Dugu Xuan paused, landed a son on the chessboard, and continued.

"If she is not protected, I am afraid that with her temperament, she will die early when she leaves the rivers and lakes."

The old man in the monk's robe stroked his beard and smiled.

"So you put your boy's luck around her, trying to cover her edge?"

"But do you know that such transgressions against heaven and earth will bring great retribution?"

Dugu Xuan smiled to himself, his face was inexplicably a little sad.

"Retribution? What do I have left? Are you still afraid of retribution? ”

The old man in the monk's robe was silent.

The old man is white, and Dugu Xuan is black.

"My apprentice is a talent of sword immortals." Dugu Xuan suddenly spoke.

The old man in the monk's robe shook his head and said.

"I don't know if she can become a sword immortal, but if she really becomes a sword immortal, then the boy is destined to have no sword immortal in this life, and his remaining life and luck will be taken away by the other party."

Speaking of this, the old man thought of something and smiled in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, you're already ready to let that Ye kid be a sword tripod for a woman?"

Dugu Xuan said coldly.

"In this world, there can't be two sword immortals, but it's extremely difficult to produce one."

Between the conversations between the two, the chessboard game never stopped, and at this moment, the monk robed Lao Tzu fell gently.

Dugu Xuan looked at chess, but was stunned.

On the chessboard, the black son is like a dragon, and the white son is like a tiger.

Unexpectedly, when a son fell, he lost everything.

"You've lost." The old man in the monk's robe said with a smile, very happy.

Dugu Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You won."

This is the first time in so many years that Dugu Xuan has lost to the old man in the monk's robe.

After a moment of silence, Dugu Xuan said lightly.

"The last place my two disciples will go to will be your Western Regions."

"Then I'll be a good receptionist."

The old man in the monk's robe was in a good mood, and he would come to play chess with the other party once or twice a year over the years, but he lost to the other party every time.

"Let's go, the next time we meet, it's going to be next year."

The old man in the monk's robe shouted, and then wanted to brush his sleeves and leave.

Dugu Xuan was silent for a moment, and then spoke lightly, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice.

"Next year, it's not going to be used."

The old man's body was slightly stunned, and the joy on his face was gone at this moment.

After a while, the old man in the monk's robe asked with a wry smile.

"You're leaving?"

"Go on a long journey."

"Where to go?"

Dugu Xuan smiled, walked out of the temple with his hands in his hands, and looked at the mountain scenery in the distance.

This small wild goose mountain, it is really a little small, not high, at a glance, there is no magnificent clouds and mist, and there is no forest dyed style.

But he loved it here.

Dugu Xuan said with a smile.

"This goes south."

The old man in the monk's robe looked at Dugu Xuan's back and was speechless for a long time.

He felt that at this moment, the other party was back to what he was twenty years ago, and he was still the white-clothed sword saint of the Taibai Sword Sect.

Why did the white clothes go?

Gangnam at the moment.

On the official road, the carriage was still moving gently.

Ye Wuwu avoided the topic and took it with a haha, but Lu Changen just smiled and didn't ask.

Career?

Ye Wuwu sighed in his heart.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and there are murderous opportunities hidden everywhere.

But Ye Wuwu is still willing to stay in the rivers and lakes.

The temple of the imperial court, what Ye Wuwu had seen and heard in his previous life, knew in his heart what kind of place it was.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, but above the court, it is even more dangerous.

Although he understood some of the truth, he still didn't think he was qualified enough to be involved in those things.

The carriage was not fast, but Ye Wuwu was very satisfied.

According to his original footsteps, it would take four or five days to get to Nanping.

At this moment, it can be reached in less than two days by horse-drawn carriage.

There was some quiet in the carriage.

Lu Caiwei opened her eyes suddenly.

The girl pressed the two of them down with one hand.

Two feathered arrows flew and nailed into the carriage.

"There are assassins."

When the soldiers outside heard the noise, they immediately drained the water around the carriage.

However, the man who released the arrow knew that he had missed, and he seemed to have fled, and did not move for a long time.

"Lord Lu, are you okay, the other party has not appeared, it seems that he has left"

Inside the carriage, Lu Changen was shocked, but then gritted his teeth a little.

He was assassinated?

He glanced at Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei, and hurriedly hugged his fists.

"Thank you for saving each other, Lu has nothing to reciprocate."

Lu Caiwei didn't speak, Ye Wuwu just shook his head with a wry smile.

"Mr. Lu has some kind of enemy to harm you like this."

Lu Changen took a deep breath and sneered.

"Enemies? Naturally, it was a big deal, but when I returned to Beijing this time, none of them could escape. ”

Ye Wuwu nodded and sighed secretly.

It seems that Mr. Lu has caught a lot of people on this trip.

"Pass the order, speed up, and rush to Nanping before dark."

"Yes."

The crowd traveled all the way, but the assassin did not appear, and finally arrived in Nanping in the evening.

After coming to Nanping, Ye Wuwu wanted to leave, but Lu Changen held him back.

Lu Changen's reason is very simple, you two saved my life, and there is nothing to reciprocate, but when you come to Nanping, I have all the food, clothing, and shelter, don't be polite to me.

Ye Wuwu thought about it and accepted it.

That night, Lu Changen was invited by Nanping Taishou to go to the banquet, and Lu Caiwei stayed in the room to practice the heart sword, thinking that a breakthrough was imminent.

Ye Wuwu was not so hard-working, and for a while, he felt that he had become an idler.

Shaking his head, Ye Wuwu walked out of the inn, and did not forget to ask Xiao Er for a pot of wine before leaving.

Walking and stopping along the way, I don't know when, Ye Wuwu came to a lake.

There is a gazebo by the lake, and Ye Wuwu walked straight to it.

There was already a middle-aged man sitting in the pavilion, looking at the lake at the moment and not knowing what to think.

Ye Wuwu didn't care, sat down on the other side, and took a sip of wine.

After coming to this world for seven years, Ye Wuwu rarely recalled the past except at the beginning.

But for some reason, maybe he drank some wine, looking at the lake tonight, Ye Wuwu had some memories in his mind.

Thinking about it, Ye Wuwu couldn't help humming a song he had heard in his previous life.

"A glass of turbid wine for a long night, but ask for a drunk, drunk to see the snow in front of the steps."

"I only knew that I met in the past, and when I saw this young man, the years have faded away."

“……”

After singing a song, the wine in his hand was drunk, and Ye Wuwu's eyes were bright.

It's not too early to calculate the time, and Ye Wuwu wants to go home.

But the middle-aged man on the other side stood up, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

"In Xia Wang Yuanming, I don't know what this brother is called?"

Ye Wuwu was slightly stunned and did not reply.

The man named Wang Yuanming smiled slightly and continued.

"Little brother, don't be surprised, I just have a little interest in the tune that my brother just hummed, that tune is unique, I have never heard such a tune in all these years."

Ye Wuwu hugged his fists and smiled.

"In the lower leaf worry-free, a mountain village nofu one, this song, uh, I happened to hear passers-by sing it, so I wrote it down."

After that, the two chatted all the way, and through conversation, Ye Wuwu knew that the other party was not a local, and he came to Nanping to participate in the Nanping Poetry Club.

"It's said that it's a poetry meeting, but it's actually a lot of exchanges and chats between people with Taoism, and I'm here this time to exchange some of my ideas."

Ye Wuwu nodded lightly and didn't ask any more.

However, Wang Yuanming was quite interested in Ye Wuwu, hesitated for a moment, and said.

"I don't know Brother Ye, have you ever heard of Xinxue?"