On the Falling God Peak, Bai Chen, the hall master of the Heavenly Elephant Palace, deduced the celestial phenomena against the Haotian Mirror, and caught a glimpse of a streamer passing through the mirror, and only after a few calculations did he mutter: "This is the second time, why are those birds in the sky so restless this year, and they are not afraid of being punished by their masters?"

turned to a smile, Zhao Cheng was sacrificed by the sword, he deserved it, he had nothing to do. When their master broke the way of the sword, he was still very careful, where would it be their turn to come down? If the way of the sword wants to be established, it needs to borrow the hands of others, and the person who wants to establish the way of the sword must also be full of calamities, and if he can survive the natural good things, then everything will be over. Originally, the sword path wanted to stand up to provoke the peep of the heavenly way, so that the catastrophe came, who knew that the angel was self-righteous and gave the sword path a chance to exploit the loophole, this time the sword path has accumulated for thousands of years, and it will definitely burst out a large number of sword cultivation, and the demon war when the deadline arrives in the future will be of great benefit.

Now it seems that this streamer should also be aimed at the person who established the way of the sword, most likely it is revenge, otherwise he will not come down privately, but coming down privately means that the cultivation is sealed, so it is not easy for them to succeed in revenge without a divine soldier in hand.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, looking in the direction of the Falling God Palace, doubts arose in his heart, could this sword path recovery also be expected by the two tower masters, and even if it was actually their master?

"Bang Bang"

Bai Chen suddenly slapped himself twice in the face, and scolded: "Let you figure out the will of heaven! Let you have bad intentions!" While beating himself, he "sneakily" retreated into the hall and closed the temple door.

The attendants on both sides of the temple door glanced at each other, and their expressions did not even change.

They know too much about the character of this hall master, and they don't know how many times they have seen similar scenes, and they are not used to seeing them.

It's night, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

Luo Buyi and Ning Hua finally lived in the Taoist temple, after all, the two of them couldn't find a place to stay for a while, so they had to do this.

Ning Hua stood alone in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, lifted the white veil, looked up at the stars, sighed longly, and was caught off guard by seeing her sister during the day, her heart was even more chaotic than seeing Luo Buyi. Although she learned from the old blind man that her original disaster was caused by the desire to revive the kendo, and caught up with the demon to play tricks, she was forced to get to where she is today by the person who pretended to be her sister. But if she takes off the white gauze hat and admits that she is Hua Ning, how can she be?

Maybe I'll talk about it when I have a chance to get rid of the scars on my face.

At this time, the door behind him was opened, and Luo Buyi walked out of the guest room, saw that Ning Hua was also in the courtyard, and nodded to say hello.

"I almost hurt you today. Luo Buyi also looked up at the night sky, but apologized to Ning Hua.

Ning Hua looked at Luo Buyi in surprise, but didn't say anything, nodded and went to the room where he lived.

Luo Buyi stood in the courtyard, and after hearing that the door of Ning Hua's room was closed, he was silent for a long time, and sighed after a long time. The bright moon in the sky has not changed for eternity, and he is looking at the moon at this time, but he doesn't know if the moon is looking at him, and he doesn't know if Hua Ning is also looking at the moon somewhere in the state capital city.

"Yue, Yue, tell her that I miss her so much..."

It's not loud, but it's very clear at night.

In Ning Hua's room, the white gauze hat was placed on the table, Ning Hua leaned against the door and was silent for a long time, and a line of tears slowly fell down his scarred cheeks.

Looking at people like the moon in the distance, lovesickness in the quiet night.

Following.

Nearly half of the destroyed streets were filled with craftsmen repairing houses, and at regular intervals there were garrisons guarding the construction.

As soon as the carriage from the Zhao family entered the street, the wheels were blocked by the brick and stone waste all over the ground, and he couldn't move forward for a minute, so he had no choice but to shout to the carriage: "Master, old lady, I don't know what's going on on the street in front, it's full of people and bricks, and our carriage can't pass at all, so let's go home or detour to the other side of the street?"

After a while, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Zhao Zhengming, the head of the Zhao family, known as "Zhao Sanfen", showed his head, carefully looked at the situation outside the carriage, frowned, and said, "No need, you can just wait here for us to return." He turned his head and said something to the car before leaning out and getting out of the car.

Zhao Zhengming leaned out of the car, and his own servant came to help support him, but he waved his hand to stop the servant's movements, and instead lifted the curtain and helped his beloved granddaughter Zhao Mingzhu out of the car with the old lady in the car.

"Mingzhu, grandpa's good granddaughter, grandpa took you to Zhongnan to view the pillar incense, and you also took a break by the way, ah?" Zhao Zhengming personally hugged Zhao Mingzhu, his expression was indescribably kind, just like a poor old man in an ordinary family who depended on his granddaughter for his life.

However, Miss Mingzhu, the most favored lady of the Zhao family, still didn't say a word, her eyes were unfocused, she would only follow Zhao Zhengming step by step, not caring about where she was going.

It's said that the puppet can still move, and the marionette is like that.

Behind the two of them, is the old lady Zhao who was supported by the maid, and now she is gray-haired, she is also very interested in this granddaughter, this time to come to the south to view the incense is what she proposed, the main thing is that she wants to ask the master of the view that the lottery is still counted, when is the turning point on the sign?

The Zhao family is a big family in the inner city, and it is a famous family that can be counted in the world, not to mention that all scholars in the world will give the Zhao family three points of thin noodles. Therefore, although the Zhao family's trip is not as grand as the Shen Shen family, who is known as the "Living God of Wealth", it is still a group of slaves.

This is not the first time Zhao Zhengming has come to Zhongnanguan, looking at the mountain gate that is no different from more than ten years ago, and looking at the precious granddaughter at hand, Rao is rich experience He can't help but think, if it were the master of the year, would it be more certain that Mingzhu'er could be cured? But he immediately dispelled this idea, the master of the view is no longer there, not to mention that the current Mei Daochang's ability is not bad.

Actually, I don't have a choice.

The Taoist temple had not opened the door at this time, and its own servants went up and knocked on the door.

"Puff"

The knocker that stained a little patina was just installed last year, anyway, it wasn't his own silver taels, which was not worth feeling distressed at all in the eyes of Mei Daoren, but the sound of the new knocker did sound much louder than the sound of knocking on the wooden door, and the neighbors came to knock on the door when they had an urgent matter such as writing a letter or looking for a lost child, he could finally know earlier, so that he could open the door and solve his urgent need.

Today is no exception, Mei Daoren heard the sound of the knocker and left Luo Buyi and Ning Hua, who were sitting at the signing table in the backyard to help remake bamboo sticks, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Who?"

Mei Daoren opened the door latch, thinking if it was the little hairy head on the street behind and didn't know where to go, so the adults of their family wanted to let themselves give a divination, thinking of this, laughing at themselves, their dignified descendants of ghosts and gods, but they could only do some divination, it was really blind to this skill.

"Mei Daochang!"

Pushing open the door, the sunlight just hit his eyes, his eyes were shaking for a while, and he couldn't see anything clearly for a while, and only after he took his hand to cover the shade did he slowly ease, and opened his eyes that were swayed, and his eyes trembled for a long time before he saw a group of people standing in front of him.

"Master Zhao, Miss Mingzhu, Old Madam Zhao!"

Seeing this group of people, Mei Dao people were a little surprised, after all, since Mrs. Zhao came to ask for a sign a year ago, he has not had much contact with the Zhao family, this time such a group of people, Mei Dao's heart changed rapidly, and he already understood the Zhao family's intentions.

I have to say that Zhao Zhengming does have a set, and when he saw that Mei Daoren recognized himself and others, he bowed his hand first and said, "Mei Dao Chang, don't come unharmed?"

There was no shortage of people on the street who recognized Zhao Zhengming's identity, such as those city garrisons, who were all dumbfounded and looked incredulous when they saw this scene.

What is Zhao Zhengming's identity? That is the owner of the "Zhao Sanfen" family, which has only three points of the world's ancient books, but it is really surprising that this family master treats the master of this inconspicuous Taoist temple so politely.

Mei Daoren hurriedly opened the door and said: "The head of the Zhao family is going to torture the poor Dao! The poor Dao belongs to the younger generation, so he should not be able to give this ceremony, please come in, please come in!" Hurriedly let this old man Zhao and his family members into the door.

The Taoist temple is not big, and after squeezing in a group of people, there is less space, especially the servants of the Zhao family are still carrying gifts to the temple, one box, two boxes, three boxes... There were six boxes of things, and most of the front hall was occupied.

Mei Daoren's brows furrowed tightly, he didn't know what the Zhao family was doing, and hurriedly said: "Zhao family master, this is..."

Zhao Zhengming stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The old man is a scholar, and there is nothing else at home, but there are piles of ancient books. A few days ago, when the housekeeper was sorting out, he found some Taoist classics, but we were useless, so it was better to give them to the Taoist chief, so as to use them for the Taoist to become enlightened! Of course, only one box was found, and the others were some cloths, medicinal herbs, jade, etc., which should be used for the Taoist chief to do mundane things. ”

"This..."Mei Daoren really couldn't choose this time, if it was just some yellow and white things, he could still push it away with all his might, but the head of the Zhao family gave him a box of Taoist classics, and he was reluctant to refuse anyway, and he also sent medicinal materials, cloth, jade and other things together, which was equivalent to forcing him to accept them all, otherwise he would not keep a box!

"Hey..."Sighing heavily, Mei Daoren smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Zhao family master, please tell me clearly, what is it that is so tired of Zhao family master this time?

Seeing that Mei Dao people really couldn't refuse the combination of Taoist classics and mundane things, Zhao Zhengming and Mrs. Zhao glanced at each other, and each other's eyes showed joy, or Bo Yong's words made sense, the Tao Sutra is still right, and then attached some mundane things, this Mei Dao Chang will definitely not refuse.

Hiding the joy on his face, Zhao Zhengming clasped his fists with both hands and said: "So that Daoist Mei knows that more than a year ago, the pearl of my family was rescued by Daoist Mei, and it has improved a lot, but it is still like a marionette today." Soon after, the insider asked Mei Daochang for the signature phrase 'There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon', and dared to ask when the second half of the sentence 'blue sky and warm jade smoke' that was not written in the signature should be?"

This Zhao family master is indeed very fond of Miss Mingzhu, otherwise he would not be so low-voiced and begging.

Mei Daoren sighed, looked up at the Zhao family, and suddenly his eyes froze, looked at Zhao Zhengming and Mrs. Zhao, and asked, "What about this Miss Mingzhu?"