Memories always come like a tide when you are caught off guard, and scenes of the past will come quietly and turbulently.

Ye San, who naturally knew Xu Yanwu's whereabouts, also fell into the remembrance of this senior again.

A long time ago, out of curiosity, Ye Sangen also asked his father about Xu Yanwu, and Ye Hongtu, who has been sitting in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, mentioned that this swordsman whose hometown is in Qianfeng County, Yanzhou, practices swords but never holds a sword, is quite funny.

When I was young, I wanted to be famous, and I was crazy than when I was young, and I was crazy enough to defeat the king with a different surname who became famous in the rivers and lakes and shocked in the temple, and went to the mountains for many years to make an appointment. Xu Yanwu, who has never been victorious, has always been discouraged, and has been challenging frantically for more than 20 years.

This swordsman who always said that he was afraid that the sword and gun would hurt the eyes of the night and used a peach branch, so persistent that the night was praised.

But whoever uses this mind in the right place will be better than those who are so useless at present.

It's just that the goal is set too high, and the process of climbing is always unsatisfactory.

Later, although it was said that it was defeated and defeated repeatedly, it was also familiar with the mountains, after all, more than ten years of time in the wind and rain, and no feelings were fake.

More than six years ago, Xu Yanwu, who was climbing the mountain again, happened to hear that the Ye family was escorting Prince Fuying and Song to return to China as a Jianghu person.

And then five years ago, suddenly I hadn't seen this peach branch swordsman who had to come once a month for more than half a year, but it was really the backer king who had a relationship with him who sent someone to investigate at night, but the news he got was that the family was missing.

Naturally, it was the night three watch and Ma Qian's stroke that went to Yanzhou Qianfeng to investigate secretly, but the result was that a family was killed and the corpse was exposed in the wilderness.

The untold incident was defined by the local government as a headless public case, and I never thought that this was just the beginning, and then opened the curtain on the murder of people who had participated in the escort of Waka in the first year or two.

As the news of the death of one after another people in the rivers and lakes came to Panshan, they all thought that it was the resurgence of the demon cult that was wiped out by Emperor Wu Jian's iron hooves of the Eastern Expedition to the West and the Southern and Northern Expeditions more than a hundred years ago.

Then the matter was lost in a clue, sealed in the long river of history, and only existed in the memories of the people in the bureau back then.

Listening to Ye San's general talk about these past events, he was naturally ordered to be in the capital and was not allowed to move around at will, so how could Meng Wei, who did not know the middle song, know the cause and effect that ordinary people would not know, and he didn't care whether Ye San was coming with his hands or not, Meng Wei looked back at this strong man with a body as his name, paced and said: "Back then, Si Yanwei was not old enough to walk, and the little old man was also free, and he often interacted with Brother Xu, knowing that he had such a mantle disciple. ”

It's just that before the third watch of the night could speak, he heard Meng Yu continue: "A few years ago, this child was suddenly sent by someone, and he became so stupid, he didn't know what he had gone through in the past few years, and he couldn't even tell what he had gone through in the past few years to become like this, which made people feel distressed. ”

Only then did Ye Sangen notice that the eyes of the strong man named Pagoda and Pagoda behind him were indeed a little dull, not that he was silent and unspeakable, but that he was not attentive.

Ye Sangen collected his thoughts and spit out a mouthful of indignation in his chest, and said: "I have never heard Uncle Xu mention Senior Meng, I don't know that there is such a deep origin, I am ashamed and ashamed." ”

Indeed, being able to keep the apprentice of a deceased old friend by his side to take care of him is naturally deep.

I haven't heard that this Yanzhou swordsman has a disciple's hand-me-down of the meaning of self-blame, after all, he only cared about investigating this clueless disappearance back then, and then it was an incomprehensible annihilation, how could he not imagine that there was still a disciple alive, how could he teach him not to feel guilty?

Ye Sangen glanced at Xu Pagoda outside again, and said guiltily, "I only thought that Uncle Xu's whole family was killed, but I really didn't expect that there were apprentices, and I really blamed me for miscalculation, and I was ashamed of Master Xu." ”

Still immersed in the grief of the tragic death of his old friend, Meng Yu looked up to the sky and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and walked alone, "The will of heaven is difficult to disobey, and creation makes people." ”

Immediately after that, he clenched his fists and arched his hand, Meng Yu said: "Thank you for telling the details and solving the confusion in my heart." ”

Ye San was also polite, "What did Senior Meng say, Uncle Xu and my Ye family also have a deep relationship, knowing that this disciple is alive and being taken care of by his seniors, it can be regarded as being able to comfort Uncle Xu's spirit in the sky." If Meng's predecessors are inconvenient, they can send this pagoda brother to Panshan, and they will have their own special people to take care of them. ”

Meng Wei waved his hand, "The pagoda is very good here for Xiao Lao'er, and it can be regarded as a playmate when he is old." ”

When people grow old, they only pass on from generation to generation, and their favorite is that their children and grandchildren are left and right.

Ye San suddenly thought of the old man on the mountain, and the white-headed father who had been guarding the grave for six years.

Meng Wei glanced at the strong man behind him, changed his words, and suddenly said, "Why don't you go for a trip and help the third prince ask Xiao Lingtong?" ”

Ye Sangen's heart moved, and he naturally understood the meaning of this little old man's doing, and was about to speak, when Meng Wei said again: "It just so happens that the little old man is also going to look for the person just now, and carry his feet." ”

Naturally, he didn't want outsiders to be involved, so Ye San even excused himself: "Thank you for the kindness of Senior Meng, this matter is not in a hurry, so I should ask Zhao Fu first and then make another plan." ”

Meng Fu was kind-hearted, "Then Zhao Fu is just a protector, if Xiao Lingtong doesn't see him, or doesn't want to tell him, he has no choice, Xiao Lao'er naturally has a way to ask him to speak." ”

After thinking about it, Ye San even agreed: "Then I'll go with Senior Meng." ”

Meng Wei, who knew about the past of the night third watch, obviously had a slight inexplicable change in the relationship with the night third watch at this time, and persuaded: "It is estimated that at this hour, the ghost market is lively, Xiao Lingtong should be there, I think you better not go in." ”

Ye Sangen was also in a dilemma, and was thinking about it, Meng Yu said again: "It's better to go to the land temple where Xiao Lingtong lives first." ”

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The land temple is built at the bottom of the wicked pit closest to the ghost market, the first is the wicked pit in the homeless people to bless the Bodhisattva of peace, but later did not bless the peace of this side, and still starved to death and died of countless diseases for many years, resulting in being smashed by a group of villains.

It's just that it is impossible to know when the previous dynasty happened, and there is nowhere to explore why it became a land temple in the future, but because it occupies a lot of land, after hundreds of years to usher in the send, some don't know when to build a straw hut, those outsiders who come and go in the ghost market if they miss the time, for example, the city has already closed the city gate to enter the curfew, and the dog cave located in the Xiuzhen Workshop is generally not able to put down the bottom to lie down, this group of businessmen who came here opportunistically and wanted to make a lot of money mostly chose to rest in this land temple, only to leave after the opening of the city on the second day.

Here straight to the south is a turbulent dark river, is the only entrance to the ghost market, similar to the post station on the galloping road, every day to usher in the flow of people, these rest businessmen chatting can not be separated from those fun and new things in the world, Xiao Lingtong arranged the residence here, there is a certain reason.

The tattered and long-lost land temple resting merchants gathered together, there were some well-dressed people, who were hired at a high price to encircle the five big and three thick tigers and bears, and naturally there were some thieves and rat-eyed roosters and dog thieves, even if they were hiding in the darkest corners, a pair of thief eyes were also dripping and turning, looking for suitable prey to start, and some of them were reckless people who licked blood at the tip of the knife, and exuded a gloomy atmosphere around them, which were all bloody qi that had been practiced in life and death for many years. You can't pretend to be it.

Naturally, he was afraid of being recognized, and Yesan was next to Xu Pagoda, which was like an iron tower, and the surrounding light was dark and obscure, so it was quite hidden.

The land temple has its own courtyard, Meng Wei is familiar with the road, and he doesn't pay attention to the eyes of the people around him, walks through the courtyard, and walks directly into the temple of broken wealth.

No matter how broken the house is, it can also shelter from the wind and rain, which is better than being outside the sky and the earth, and it is precisely because of this that this small temple is divided into seven or eight pieces, occupied by a few snakes who think they are very powerful, rented out, and earn a certain amount of broken silver.

Meng Wei didn't shy away from it, and shouted when he entered the house, "Xiao Lingtong." ”

For example, he, the watchdog in the capital, has a lot of dealings with the wicked pit whether it is official or private, and he is also an official appointed by the imperial court, which may be useless in the ghost market, but it is very useful in the wicked pit, which is still under control.

Especially after the encirclement and suppression of the ghost market five or six years ago, not to mention the ghost market, some homeless people in the wicked pit secretly gritted their teeth and cursed these officials and family members one by one, and they were more afraid than seeing their own Lao Tzu on the surface.

It's just that you have to know this dwarf dwarf.

The east and west gangs in the house heard and looked, but none of them spoke.

Unlike Ye San, who has only heard his name and has never seen this strange person who is said to have never forgotten the things that people he has seen in his life, he thought that Meng Wei had also dealt with him, and walked straight to the side of the earthen platform where there was no mud statue left with only the base, and directly kicked the sloppy man wearing a broken blanket to wake up.

The man opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, saw the person clearly, and immediately smiled, got up and nodded, bowed and groveled, "Master Meng, why do you always have time to come here?" ”

Ye San took a look, and he really didn't dare to compliment this person, how obscene and obscene he was, compared to the turtle at the door of the hook fence, it was much more pleasing to the eye than this person.

Triangular eyes, mustache, garlic nose, provocative ears, and two front teeth are like two garlic cloves leaving the nose, making this already unique face more characteristic.

Ye San, who had never seen Xiao Lingtong, frowned slightly, could it be that he was really a human being?