After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

After the autumn rains, the mountains and forests are empty and fresh, and between the mountains and forests, a wooden house stands in it, it is evening, the afterglow of the setting sun has just disappeared, and the dry heat in the forest has only been washed by the autumn rain, and the raindrops on the leaves slowly slide down.

"Click", the raindrops hit the ground, accompanied by a few bird calls, and Wan Lai is not yet silent.

"The willow smoke curls, enchanting the hustle and bustle of the mortal world;

Prosperity and noise,

Soaked in the pride of half your life.

Stunning enchantment,

was consumed by the days of love.

Spring breeze laughs,

laugh at the decrease in the fall of flowers;

But I don't know, if the flower is old,

How to recognize the Chunhua Spring Dynasty. ”

A young man took the book in his hand and slowly walked out of the wooden house, accompanied by the sound of loud reading.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy slowly stepped through the forest, the figure of the young man was a little thin, the moonlight fell on his shoulders, but his slender shoulders were calm and powerful. The emaciated face is handsome, although he is not very old, but his face reveals a trace of perseverance.

"Such beautiful sentences, but why do you have to attach these sentences to the zuihou page of the book?"

Holding a book in his right hand, the wooden sword in his left hand is constantly sliding, the wooden sword blade is going up and down, according to the trend of the wooden sword, it can be seen that the young man is slowly writing the sentences he reads, the wooden sword is fast and slow, and the trend of the sword is also low and high, but the voice in the mouth is constant, and the wooden sword in his hand does not stop. The young man's eyes fell on the book, the wooden sword in his hand unintentionally swiped, and he walked casually, and the words in the mist slowly appeared and quickly dispersed, and the young man seemed intoxicated.

"But I don't know", a stroke was completed, and then the wooden sword rose again, and slowly wrote "flowers are old".

The voice in his mouth paused, and then he started "how to know", and continued to write "Chunhua Spring Dynasty", all in one go.

The words "Chunhua Chunchao" gradually dissipated, and the boy raised his head, closed the book in his hand, the outer layer of the book has no name, and the inner page has been yellowed, obviously the book in the boy's hand has been some years, maybe because of the frequent reading, the page has been damaged, but even so, the boy did not mind at all, and did not have any intention of remaining, but took out a square silk and wrapped the school.

Yi An was wearing nothing more than a cloth shirt, but the book was wrapped in silk and placed in the cloth wardrobe on his chest, which shows that Yi An attaches great importance to books. After doing all this, Yi An raised his head, looked at the night that had appeared in the sky, and said with some doubts: "Hey, it's not early, why hasn't Uncle Xu come back yet?"

Uncle Xu in Yi An's mouth is actually not very old, only in his thirties, and because his real name is Xu Su, and the strange 'Su' and 'uncle' sounds are similar, Yi An sometimes calls him Uncle Xu by mistake, and over time Xu Su also accepted this title, and Yi An is also happy to do so.

And Xu Su has to go out to buy some daily necessities every month, for them, living in the mountains and forests is a lot less hustle and bustle, but there are also a lot of inconveniences, but everything is good to get used to.

Thinking of today's day, "On the eighth day of the first month, the fog is light and the frost is small, running in the sky, it is advisable to travel far away", it seems that his Uncle Xu still chooses the day to go, he is really picky, and Yi Anxin secretly thought to himself.

The evening had passed, and night had quietly fallen.

"Does it take that long for Sister Xiangling to do the laundry?" Yi An muttered to himself, yawning a little boredly, and walked forward.

Sister Xiangling's surname is Xu, Xu Xiangling is Xu Su's sister, she is not more than thirty years old, Yi An called Xu Su as her uncle, and Xu Xiangling insisted that Yi An call her sister, for Yi An, such a young woman He is also more willing to call her sister, and the three of them have this strange name.

Dozens of steps forward, there is a stele servant road, there are a few small words written on the stele, look carefully is 'falling rainbow pool', and then there is the sound of water coming, you can imagine that the water is pouring down, the sound of landing comes from afar, the front is convenient is a small waterfall. The waterfall is small, only a few meters high, and there is a pool under the waterfall, which is where they do their laundry.

The pond is the so-called 'Rainbow Pond', and the words on the stele have a history and the handwriting has been blurred, but the name of the pond is very good. 'Falling rainbow' is the meaning of the falling rainbow, the most beautiful time of the rainbow pond is when the sunset is close to the setting mountain, that is, a rainbow will appear under the waterfall hanging above the pool, and a rainbow will also appear in the pool, this is the word 'falling rainbow', at least Yi An thinks so, Yi An feels that his sister is willing to come here to wash clothes mostly for this place.

Before he could get there, a loud noise came, "This is at the waterfall" Yi An quickly judged the source of the sound, and because of this, Yi Anxin tightened up, and couldn't help but think: "What happened?"

didn't have time to think about it, Yi An rushed forward, "Sister Xiangling, you don't have anything to do." ”

Under the waterfall, a woman stood on the stone next to the pool, the woman's body had been wet with the pool water, even if she looked a little embarrassed at this time, but the woman's expression was not the slightest flustered, the green silk was wrapped behind her with a jade belt, showing a smooth and white face, and her slender eyes stared at the two people in front of her.

"Xu Xiangling, do you think you can hide from hiding here?" said a man in front of Xu Xiangling, who was wearing a green coat with a crane embroidered on the clothes, and the white crane seemed to be in the woods.

"Where is Xu Su? Don't you show up?" said the woman next to the man, the woman was dressed in white, and the body was a green crane, the crane seemed to be in the white clouds, and both of them were carrying a giant sword behind them, and the sword was constantly trembling behind the two of them at this time.

At this time, Xu Xiangling didn't care about the two of them in her heart, but thought, "Yi'an will be fine, right?"

However, the two of them naturally would not let go of this opportunity for Xu Xiangling to be stunned, and a sword blade formed by sword qi rose from under Xu Xiangling's feet, and the sword qi was cold and broke through the air. And Xu Xiangling's figure had already moved when the sword blade was raised on the ground, and he retreated, but the two of them had already thought about cooperating, so Xu Xiangling moved, and then it was convenient to raise another sword blade.

There was no way back, and the blade broke through the air, which was where Xu Xiangling landed.

At this time, Xu Xiangling had no other way, and fell towards the blade, but at this moment, his body was a few points faster than before, and when he fell, he also made a 'rustle' sound, and his feet stepped on, and the blade ushered in.

It seemed that the momentum of the rising blade was a little stronger than Xu Xiangling's weak foot, as if the blade was about to cut off the toe.

The two met, and the result was unexpected, the blade did not cut off the toes, and the ascending momentum was even more untraceable. I saw the tip of the toe Xiangxia stepping on, the blade of the sword was like a real sword, it was stepped into the ground, and the blade disappeared.

When Xu Xiangling landed, what she didn't expect was that two sword blades on both sides of her body attacked her sideways.

"Two blades per person. Xu Xiangling's heart was also panicked by this sudden sword blade.

Before, she thought that the two blades in front of her and behind her were made by the two of them, but now it seemed that they were just the work of one person, but the man deliberately slowed down the pace, and the blade that landed at this time was controlled by one person.

One blow, then decline.

For Xu Xiangling, it was the time for her to break the sword blade in one go, and when she landed at this moment, the decline was close to exhaustion, so she could only dodge in the face of the sword blade attacking her at this time.

The toes tapped the ground, and the figure swept into the air, but before Xu Xiangling could move, the two of them had already attacked him.

The three met in the air, and Xu Xiangling was one against two.

The man struck with a palm, Xu Xiangling came out of his palm, and the two palms met, which seemed to be a draw, but Xu Xiangling's mouth was sweet, and there was already blood in his mouth.

"The injury is really not healed", Xu Xiangling thought in her heart.

At this time, the woman's palm wind has arrived, this is the time to decline again, and Xu Xiangling can't resist it, this palm falls on Xu Xiangling's shoulder, and Xu Xiangling falls backwards from his mouth.

Blood spat out of his mouth, and his originally fair face turned pale at the moment, and blood stained his clothes red.

Xu Xiangling, who originally thought that she had fallen to the ground, fell into a soft place, and her eyes slowly opened, and she saw a face that was extremely familiar but did not want to see it at this moment.

"Sister Xiangling, are you okay?" Yi An said with some concern.

At this moment, Xu Xiangling could only shake her head, but there was some bitterness in her heart, "What's not good?" Xu Xiangling thought. Looking at Yi An's immature face, the worry in Xu Xiangling's heart became even stronger, the two people in front of him were disciples of the Immortal Crane Palace, practicing the sword and half a jiazi, and the only one who caught him was a fourteen-year-old boy.

Yi An raised his head, his face slowly turned cold, looked at the two of them, and said slowly: "You are looking for death?!"

The man looked at Yi An's immature face and the words in his mouth and laughed. The woman couldn't help laughing on the side, but the laughter was extremely exaggerated, and the laughter was even stronger.

Outside the mountains and forests, a middle-aged man kept rushing forward, tiptoe to the ground, a few steps away, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The man already has a few strands of white hair on his forehead, which looks extremely inconsistent with his age, and the man's face is handsome, sharp and angular, and the vicissitudes of life at this time add a bit of style to it, but at this moment the man's face is extremely anxious, and he reads: "On the eighth day of the first month, the fog is light and the frost is small, running in the sky, and it is advisable to travel far away." Why are you so panicked, where did this ominous premonition come from?"

And the night came quietly, and there was fog in the mountains and forests, but it was only a mist that did not block the view. A red shadow suddenly appeared in the mist, and the man's steps paused as he walked forward, standing in place, and the ominous premonition in his heart was even worse.

The mist lifted, and a woman in red slowly appeared in the moonlight.

The figure is seductive and graceful.

The lips are bright red and delicate.

The woman's red lips opened lightly, and she said slowly: "Xu Su, today is the eighth day of the new year, it is suitable for you to go out, right? But why didn't you go out on the eighth day of the first ten years ago?"

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