Xu is more people are paying attention, and the young man is a little bored, and after closing the folding fan page by page, he walked down the high ground, and was passing by Yun Qian. For a moment, Yun Qian concluded that the familiarity was not imaginary, and he was sure that he had never had any contact with him.

Such a strange situation made him want to open his mouth to ask, but the young man's cold temperament forced him back.

The scholar continued to descend as if no one was around. Yun Qian couldn't bear the doubts, and followed behind him step by step.

The grass and trees are verdant, the mountains and rocks are sagging, and the young man does not pay attention to the scenery, occasionally stops, just picks up a stone, and then walks quietly, with some feminine meaning flowing in his demeanor. After passing the Liankong Temple, the scholar walked straight towards Wushi Town. Yun Qian's heart is different, he still wants to see where he settles before making a decision, anyway, he can't even run to the empty temple, so he will come back tomorrow.

The scholar's jade and metallographic appearance attracted men and women to look back on the road. But he just played with the stone in his hand, ignoring everyone's eyes. It wasn't until half an hour later that he raised his head to face a pavilion, and his indifferent expression became a little more angry, so he put away the stones, threw off his sleeves and walked in.

Yun Qian was puzzled and silently stopped outside the door. He didn't go east, he didn't go west, but he came to this pavilion, is it really a coincidence? Look at the plaque of the pavilion again, and inscribe three big characters: Wanghu Pavilion.

Suddenly, a crisp woman shouted: "Within ten breaths, get out." Then there was a loud bang, and the counter in the middle of it collapsed.

The customers who were bargaining were taken aback and pushed out of the door. Uncle Hua upstairs ran downstairs in a panic, saw the chaotic appearance in the hall, looked at the people in the hall again, and said suspiciously: "This ...... Son-in-law, why did you smash the things in the store and drive away the distinguished customers? ”

In the end, he has rich experience, and Uncle Hua recognized the scholar himself at a glance.

"Woman, woman? How can she be so domineering. Among the evicted guests were a few of the children of Qi who pointed out indignantly.

Yun Qian was a little dumbfounded: No wonder it looks awkward, but I have never seen even a female body, why did she come here? How did the wooden cabinet break just now?

The female scholar didn't want to be entangled: "There are still three breaths left", she turned her hand and waved her long sleeves, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the hall, and the goods flew around.

Uncle Hua, who was trapped in the gale, was unable to stand firmly, so he didn't care about threatening and questioning, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to escape from the door. Between the doors, it is like two realms, the wind is howling in the door, the sun is beautiful and the wind is harmonious on the street, only the sandalwood jade that flies out from time to time shows the fierceness here.

Uncle Hua, who escaped in embarrassment, didn't care about pedestrians snatching up commercial goods, pulled over a servant and shouted: "Hurry up and report to the General Cabinet, there are bandits making trouble here, let them come and get people." ”

Before the words fell, the roof of the Wanghu Pavilion broke through a huge hole, and everyone scattered to hide under the flying eaves. Fortunately, there were no rafters, and only a few houses were damaged.

On the street, the female scholar went out and glanced at Uncle Hua coldly, pushed away the smoke and dust with a discount fan, and walked on the long street unscrupulously, as if nothing had happened.

Uncle Hua got up and pointed at the young man angrily: "If you provoke me and want to run, take him down for me." ”

There were a few servant thugs gathered around him, all of whom hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, or the guy who greeted Yun Qian before was clever: "Uncle Hua, I'm afraid that this person knows how to use demon methods, and sticks can't be used, let's notify the government and let them take people." ”

"The bullshit demon method, I really haven't seen it. You just have to go up, she really dares to hurt people, and the general cabinet will definitely let her die without a place to be buried. I will pay you ten times more for your wounds. With that, Uncle Hua took out a stack of silver tickets and smashed them on the ground.

The thugs looked at the silver tickets, understanding that they could always get one of the credits for today's hard work, and with confidence, they shouted to chase after them. But before he could reach the ground, he was shocked to see a cliff under his feet, and tried to climb the cliff in a panic, but he was empty, and he only fell into the dark abyss with a scream.

And the people on the street avoided the son-in-law from a distance, and when they looked back, several thugs and the Uncle Hua suddenly fell to the ground, crawling on all fours, and screaming in panic, which was particularly funny and ridiculous.

The female scholar casually closed the unfolded fan blade, snorted secretly, and walked leisurely away from the market.

The humming sound was as faint as a filament, and no pedestrians had ever heard it, and Yun Qian, who had been observing from the street corner, stayed on the spot as if he had lost his soul, and his body trembled slightly. The eyes of the passers-by were attracted by Uncle Hua's servant and did not notice his strange appearance.

In his mind, Yun Qian stood alone on the white snowy land, cold wind and night, only a round of frost moon embedded in the air, making people feel a kind of loneliness.

Yun Qian tried his best to keep himself calm, but he couldn't help but shiver when he looked at the frost mist he spit out. A cold woman's ear sounded: "Little spit, this time it's a warning, follow me again, you will never want to wake up." ”

The voice was ethereal, and Yun Qian swept around, only the wind and snow drifted, and there was no figure. He clenched his fists and said: "Senior, the junior is not a thief and a villain, but I think you are very familiar, so I followed recklessly, offended the senior, and asked the senior to forgive me." ”

The voice just kept repeating the previous words, and even though he chanted to no avail. The frost and dark night wind howled, and Yun Qian became more and more confused, and squatted down tiredly. Curled up to keep the last of his warmth, his gradually dull eyelids made it difficult for him to support it.

Yinxue was buried, and the frost moon was bright, and at the moment when Yun Qian fell asleep, he murmured in a trance: "This moonlight is like Che Yue." ”

……

Fuyang Lake, known as Songyang Lake in the early days, is a large lake that is tens of thousands of miles west of Liankong Temple. Because of the meaning of sending the sun to the twilight dying, it was later repaired as Fuyang by a famous artist, which means that the sky is high and far-sighted, and the sun follows with the sun. The products in the lake are rich, and the waterway is accessible, there are many docks around the perimeter, and there is a large number of buildings in the lake. Under the pavement, there are huge trees, and the long bridge and flying corridor on the side of the garden are locked.

At the entrance of the largest berthing boat, there is a purple wooden column tablet with more than three zhang on one side, and the book is erected: Honghu Zhiguan. Outside the high and low corridor house, there are three floating buildings scattered with stars, the floating buildings of the two wings are a Hongxian Pavilion, a Husheng Pavilion, and the most spectacular one is each to take a word, called Honghu Pavilion.

In an accord on the upper floor of Hongxian Pavilion, a woman and a man negotiate authentic tea. The woman's hibiscus is beautiful, her posture is elegant, and a little mole under her cheeks floats with a different kind of luxury. The man's face was plump, his clothes were graceful, and his thick and stiff eyebrows were combed straight and neat, but at this moment, his face was sad: "Mr. Shaohong, it's not that I disturb the purity here, but since this bewitching son came out of Qingqiu, along the way, I have been served by her seventeen families in Huzi Pavilion one after another." Now not only is it lingering in Dongzhou, but it is also looking for the stores of the Huzi Pavilion to be demolished one by one. Just now a young magpie reported, and another one was taken near the empty temple, and if it goes on like this, my business really can't be done. ”

The woman known as Mr. Shaohong quietly sipped tea, with a bright and calm attitude between the cups and mouths, and then held the cups and bowls until the green leaves stopped.

"It's okay if you didn't see it the first two times, and now that I'm here in person, do you still have to be perfunctory." The man seemed to be a little annoyed, and the arm on the table secretly used mana, swinging a mighty force.

Seeing that Jingtuo's tea suddenly rippled with water, the woman frowned lightly, moved her hand and put the cup and bowl on the table, and let it fluctuate.

The man tentatively hit the empty place in one fell swoop, and couldn't help but feel more and more angry: "Mr. Shaohong's kung fu is ashamed of himself, but the two pavilions are connected, are you really not emotional?" ”

"Lord Fei Pavilion ......" the woman replied with her lips, and the man suddenly said sternly: "Mr. Shaohong, I am also the master of the Husheng Pavilion, please call me ......"

"It's the temporary Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master Fei wants to encroach on it?" The woman said solemnly, but her eyes did not look at him, as if she did not even have the value of being looked at by her.

Hearing the word temporary, the face of the Fei Pavilion Lord was immediately a little embarrassed. Seven years ago, he was vacant, and he was promoted so far, and he has been conscientious, but because of the lack of a passing banquet, he is often criticized for being unworthy, and even faintly becomes a heart disease. Now that he has been confronted by his colleagues in the same position, he has been able to suppress his anger thanks to his perennial practice: "Mr. Shaohong, please speak." ”

The woman said indifferently: "You ask me to attach the scroll to arrest Qingliyang, but the general pavilion has already issued a brief notice, doesn't the Fei Pavilion master know." I Hongxian Pavilion Lord barter auction of the major sects, Husheng Pavilion operates mundane information, since the official business is different, why do you want to pull me a lonely woman. There is another thing I want to consult with the Lord of the Fei Pavilion, the business of the Huzi Pavilion is all over the three states and seventeen countries, and the damage of more than a dozen doors will let the Lord of the First Pavilion knock on the door of my hall, I am afraid that it will disappoint the General Pavilion. Or maybe Lord Fei has another purpose? ”

As she spoke, the woman's eyes turned and she stared at the Fei Pavilion Master: "For example, find out my qualifications as the candidate Shaohong." ”

The woman in front of her with a kind and elegant expression, but in fact a delicate and shrewd woman, couldn't help but make the Lord of Fei Ge nervous: I hadn't met before, and I despised her somewhat, but now I see that this young woman is well-guarded, and the amount of equipment is also there, no wonder the Hongxian Pavilion respects her.

In order not to lose his momentum, the Fei Pavilion Master deliberately handed his body forward: "Doesn't Mr. Shaohong want to get rid of that bewitching son?" ”

The length of a case is the distance measured by the worker, the closest is rushed, the retreat should be sparse, the cultivator pays more attention to death, and the Fei Pavilion Master's move also made the woman's heart frown, and her tone was a little colder: "It turns out that the Fei Pavilion Master is here to explore my bottom line, and I don't need outsiders to worry about my grievances with Liyang." If the Lord of the Pavilion is really talented and virtuous, it is better to go to the General Pavilion in person and say that Lei Fang is also there. ”

'Lei Fang Zhenren is here at the General Pavilion? It is rumored that he did not know where to go when he left the customs three years ago, and they all said that he was traveling overseas, why did he suddenly visit? Lord Fei slowly sat down in surprise.

"Doesn't Lord Fei know anything about it?" The woman asked suspiciously.

Pavilion Lord's face stiffened: "It seems that I, the Pavilion Master, am not as competent as Mr. Shaohong, so I have to make another plan, so I won't bother anymore this time, and I will leave." As he spoke, he clenched his fists and prepared to leave.

The woman gave a proper salute and sent the Lord of Fei Pavilion away. As soon as he opened the hall door, he heard a Husheng Pavilion disciple pointing to the boy next to the door and saying, "Just because you rat spirit still wants to drive me away." ”