The group was drinking in Longfeng Building, but there was a knock on the door of the shopkeeper, reminding them that the time of curfew had arrived, and the restaurant had to close, so they were asked to go back quickly.

Huang Shan's face was not very good-looking, and Xu Huaigu was expressionless. The interest of the rest of the people was disturbed, and they were naturally a little disappointed, but the curfew was the rule of the imperial court, and it was no wonder that this restaurant was not a problem.

It was a rare party that ended with an interruption in the middle of the meeting, and the next time there must be no such opportunity, and an unspeakable melancholy rose in everyone's hearts.

The group said goodbye at the door of the restaurant and went back to their respective inns. Xu Huaigu and Li Zi walked on the street, Xu Huaigu's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

Li Zi was worried about him and persuaded him a few times, but the effect was not good, so he had to give up. The obsession in many people's hearts cannot be solved by others, and after all, they still have to rely on themselves to figure it out.

Xu Huaigu thought in his heart that there was only one day left before the day of going to the barracks, and as soon as tomorrow passed, the monks of Xingqing City would go to the battlefield in the south to kill demons for the human race and defend the territory.

But Lin Cangyang's will has not yet been conveyed, and he has not yet made a decision whether he will go or stay. The two of them returned to the inn, and they didn't have any intention of chatting, and they each rested as soon as possible.

…… When Xu Huaigu and his party were drinking in the Longfeng Building in Xingqing City, a banquet was also being held on the Fengtou Mountain dozens of miles to the south.

Since Xu Huaigu eradicated Fan Jiang of Hulu Mountain, the life of a group of small mountain bandits in Fengtou Mountain has been quite good.

In addition, many people have come from the south to take refuge in Fengtou Mountain in the past few days, and now there are nearly 100 people living on Fengtou Mountain, just like the scale of a small village.

Wang Daya, the big boss, is very happy about this, the more people, the more benefits to the development of Fengtou Mountain.

Delighted, they held a feast of their own to welcome the new brothers to Crested Mountain.

In fact, these so-called brothers are just people who fled from the south, although the geographical location of Fengtou Mountain is also southerly, but compared to the south, it is always better.

The woman Jiang Shan who opened a black shop at the foot of the mountain that Xu Huaigu met back then had already left, and the little mute also left with her.

No one knew where they went, and they didn't mention it to anyone. This is just a trivial matter for the bandits of Fengtou Mountain, but they have to walk a few miles when buying wine, and slowly no one remembers them.

There was a festive atmosphere on the hill, and everyone didn't seem to be so worried about the war in the south, and they were so immersed in the celebration that they didn't realize that a great monk had quietly arrived.

Feng'er has gradually distanced herself from the bandits in Fengtou Mountain over the years. This group of mountain bandits also discovered Feng'er's unusualness, it seems that no matter how young she is, she will always be the face of a child, so some people secretly say that she is a monster, and everyone will not treat her as she did at the beginning.

Later, the old man Chen, who liked her the most and often came to see her, died, and except for Wang Daya, who would come to see her from time to time, no one else came to look for her.

She did not live in the stockade with the bandits, but lived alone in the mountains and forests. I don't know where she gets her food and clothing, but she seems to be able to be self-sufficient forever.

Feng'er seems to be in a very bad mood recently, very anxious, and often sits alone on the edge of the cliff, frowning, looking south.

It's like waiting for something, and it's like I'm afraid of something. In the past, she used to roll a leaf and blow it on her mouth, which was a beautiful song, but now her singing voice can no longer be heard in the woods.

Tonight, the bright moon hangs high, the sky is cloudless, and the bleak moonlight is sprinkled straight into the mountains and forests. Feng'er sat alone on the edge of the cliff, bowing her head and gently touching the ground under her feet, looking calm.

There was a strong wind in the valley, which blew her long hair and she didn't bother to take care of it. A man came on foot from the mountains and woods and walked quietly and silently all the way behind her.

Feng'er sighed, didn't turn her head to look at him, but asked, "What are you still doing?" "The person who came didn't change his clothes, he was still wearing a suit of armor and a sword at his waist, like a general on the battlefield.

This person is the great monk who came to Fengtou Mountain, Lu Zijin. He came to Feng'er tonight, and what he asked for was her help.

Speaking of which, there is also some fate between Xu Huaigu and Feng'er. When the two met, Xu Huaigu spent four years in Fengtou Mountain, because of his awe, Xu Huaigu deliberately kept a certain distance from her, and the relationship with Feng'er was neither good nor bad.

But seeing each other is fate, especially for monks, and they cherish these fates, so the two can be regarded as half friends.

Xu Huaigu was still shallow in his knowledge back then, and when he saw Feng'er's ability to control plants and trees, he only thought that she was an unborn great monk, but he had no substantive understanding of how high her cultivation was, whether it was the Nine Realms or the Ten Realms.

Later, he had a wide range of knowledge, but he left Fengtou Mountain for a long time and didn't think about it carefully, so he never found the answer to the mystery of Feng'er's identity.

In the secret realm of Hangxun, the old gentleman of the village once had a hint. Five hundred years ago, the invasion of the demon clan ended with the suppression of the Molong in Qingling, and two phoenixes of the demon clan were stranded in the middle region.

One is a black phoenix, which fell in the middle region, defeated the Hangxun secret realm with corpses and bones, and saved that small village, and the other is a green phoenix, whose specific whereabouts are always unknown.

Now, then, the whereabouts are clear. It's just that why Lu Zijin knows Feng'er's identity, and the rest of the people don't know, so I have to mention the past of how Lu Zijin made his fortune in Dongfuyaozhou, not for the time being.

Lu Zijin stood behind Feng'er and said with concern: "Isn't it cold to sit here?" Feng'er ignored him, pulled a few sticks of grass from his side, and began to weave grass rings.

Lu Zijin was silent for a long time, then stepped forward and sat down next to Feng'er. The cold night breeze blew in his face, and Lu Zijin said slowly: "It's been a long time since I've sat with you like this, at least for more than a hundred years." Feng'er was stunned, suddenly moved her body, sat away from him, and said coldly: "What are you doing with those things?" Ever since you left Dongfuyaozhou, you are no longer the same you used to be, even if you sit next to me now, I am only a stranger. Lu Zijin smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Over the years, I have often come to see you when I have nothing to do, and you still refuse to forgive me?" Feng'er was silent.

Lu Zijin asked again: "Your people are coming soon, what are you going to do?" Go back? Feng'er was in a depressed mood, lowered her head and continued to weave grass rings, and said angrily: "I don't know." Lu Zijin said earnestly: "This time, I want to ask you to help me do something." Feng'er didn't listen to what he was going to say, she only shook her head resolutely and said, "If you want me to help you deal with my people, it's impossible, it's impossible." The rest of the things can be discussed, but this is the only one, absolutely not. ”

"It's not to kill demons, I just need you to help me kill someone." Feng'er paused, then seemed to react, glanced at him coldly, and said sharply: "Then this person must be from the Demon Sect, right?" All in all, you are determined to deal with our demon clan. You go, I won't help you. Lu Zijin didn't refute, but asked: "You stay on this mountain, the demon clan will fight here sooner or later, what should the people on this mountain do?" ”

"I'll keep them from dying. I can't care about the rest of the people, and I don't have the heart to care. If you can be cheeky and send people to my mountain, then I won't stop you, count you ruthless. Lu Zijin smiled and said, "That's not enough, this mountain can't hold many people." Feng'er rolled her eyes at him.

If she could fit millions of people down this mountain, she felt that Lu Zijin would not hesitate to do so. Feng'er's grass ring was braided, Lu Zijin reached out to ask for it, Feng'er kept a straight face, clenched it tightly for a while, no matter how Lu Zijin pulled it, he refused to let go, but then he still let go.

Lu Zijin raised the grass ring in front of him, looked at it in the moonlight, and said with a smile: "It's still the old method, all kinds of grass rings, grass baskets, grass hand ropes, and grass gourds you gave me back then can fill a basket, and I still keep them now." When they said this, they were silent for a long time.

Finally, Feng'er sighed, looked at the moon in the distance, and compromised: "If you are willing to go to the Demon Domain with me, I will help you kill people." Don't just kill one, kill dozens. Lu Zijin shook his head and said, "You know I won't go, I have to guard the frontier." As if touching her bottom line, Feng'er stood up suddenly, stomped her feet angrily, and said with a resentful look in her eyes: "Then you can think about it, if I kill this person for you, I will go back to the Demon Domain, and never step into the Middle Domain again!" You don't want to see me again, not at all! ”

"Okay." Without thinking, a word came out of Lu Zijin's mouth so lightly.

Feng'er was stunned for a moment, but laughed out loud when she was so angry, and sneered: "No wonder they say that people are extremely ruthless, I can be regarded as seeing it today!" ”

"Okay, Lu Zijin, since you have said such a desperate sake, you don't regret it. I'll help you kill people, I'll leave after killing people, I'll go back to my demon domain, you stay in your border, and the two of us won't offend each other! I never, never, never see you again! After speaking, Feng'er hid her face and cried.

Lu Zijin took out a piece of letter paper from his cuffs, handed it to her and said, "The person you want to kill is written on this, the other party is a monk of the Ten Realms, although your realm is high, but remember to be cautious." Feng'er didn't pick up his letterhead, just cried loudly.

Lu Zijin squatted down, put the paper on the ground, found another stone to suppress it to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, and then began to hike down the mountain.

Feng'er heard his footsteps gradually disappearing, and her heart seemed to be broken into petals. She hugged her knees, buried her face in her lap, and sobbed, wetting most of her clothes.

Lu Zijin, who came down the mountain, looked indifferent, as if nothing had happened, but no one knew if there were waves in his heart lake, or if he would feel guilty about Feng'er?

Only he knows the answer. When there is no continuation, it will be disturbed. Lu Zijin is a ruthless person, but he is not merciful.

Feng'er cried all night, and even the flowers and trees whimpered for her. It wasn't until the morning breeze blew again in the valley and the sun cast golden shadows that she held back her tears and went into the woods.