Green tea is a name, although the name sounds a little strange, but the girl is really cute, and her attitude is also very good, but she is a scorer.

The wound on her neck had long since healed, and she didn't tell that she had ever had her throat cut.

Chen Youyu didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because everyone was a monk, and everything that went wrong could be solved when they ate the elixir.

There is even such a thing as Zhuyan Dan, so it is normal and normal.

It's just that this little girl's fiery eyes have been staring at him, is it because she wants to eat him?

"Can you let me?"

He looked at her and said, also afraid of misunderstanding, he added later, I want to go down the mountain.

The green tea girl nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said it twice I know, and the smile was even stronger, and then she said something and so on.

Chen Youyu looked at her departing back, very confused.

......

After getting a new female fan, that is, a cup of tea, Chen Youyu finally came to the mountain gate, and Dao Yuan in front of him stopped, turned to look at him and said:

"Senior brother, I'll send you here. ”

Chen Youyu nodded and didn't say anything, but after a while, he seemed to remember something, tilted his head and asked:

"Do you want this?"

"Don't!"

Daoyuan hurriedly shook his head, refused in a firm tone, and then covered his nose and hurriedly walked away.

Looking at his departing figure, Chen Youyu looked at the package in his arms and fell into deep thought.

The gift was given by green tea, which contained something similar to stinky tofu, saying that it was a specialty of his hometown, and I hoped that he would not dislike it, in order to repay him for saving his life at that time.

When Chen Youyu saw this thing, he actually refused in his heart.

But after he tasted it, he didn't take it politely.

Because it's so fragrant!

The outside is charred and the inside is tender, and there is a fragrant soybean flavor that permeates the mouth, and the more you eat, the more fragrant it becomes, forming a sharp inverse proportion to the flavor it exudes, which makes people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves.

Because compared to those hard dry food or something, this stinky tofu is really delicious!

Chen Youyu, who was eating while walking, took out the Xiashan Wen Paper, and kept moving his mouth under the surprised gazes of the two disciples.

"No problem, you go down the mountain. ”

"A piece?"

Chen Youyu seemed to be in a good mood, so he asked more.

"We don't eat strangers' stuff. ”

It's a pity that the two disciples are very principled people, of course, it is also possible that they simply feel that the things are too smelly, and they are afraid of diarrhea after eating.

So they decisively refused.

Chen Youyu was not easy to force others, so he nodded, and while eating, he went down the mountain.

The two gatekeepers looked at each other, and secretly said strange people in their hearts.

In the past year, there have been very few people going down the mountain, because the secular world has become more and more chaotic, but there are still people who have come down for various reasons.

It's just that they've never seen anything so laid-back.

What's the trouble?

Inside the tall gray wall, there is the shape of a gate, through which a long stone staircase runs through it, extending to the lower mountain, which is the mountain gate of the Qingyun Sect, and the boundary between the upper and lower mountains.

Chen Youyu, who was wearing green clothes, carried a package on his back, held a black food box in his arms, and was eating, and went down the mountain step by step with the somewhat surprised eyes of others.

As he drifted away, those staring eyes slowly noticed that his figure faded.

That's because of the thick fog in the morning, and the flowers and plants on the stone stairs are still stained with cool dew.

Wang Dachun put away the kettle, looked at them, seemed to have a feeling, looked in the direction of the mountain gate, and was stunned for a long time, no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

He looked like a frozen statue, and a few beautiful butterflies landed on his shoulders, as if he didn't realize that he was a living person.

Until Wang Dachun said something to himself.

"It's time for breakfast. ”

A few butterflies flutter their wings and the kettle hits the ground.

The gray-clothed old man carried the two corners of his clothes and ran all the way back to the thatched house, shouting that it was time to eat, it was time to eat.

It happened that at this moment, a sentence from the second senior brother came from the house, and the master had eaten.

What a precise stepping point!

The sky is cloudless, today is an excellent weather, the alchemy pavilion's Wang Jiaoxi is still the same stinky face as always, and the disciples who are listening to the class below are so frightened that they don't even dare to say it out loud.

For fear of being caught by Wang Jiaoxi, he will be scolded in front of everyone!

This harmonious scene has not changed because of the departure of a person.

So Qingyun Sect is still those people, those things, everything is business as usual.

Chen Youyu's smile on the blue sky above his head gradually put away, he put away the food box, continued to carry the package, and held the iron sword in his hand, because this kind of dress would make him look like everyone else, not so special.

As for why?

That's because there's nothing wrong with keeping a low profile anywhere, so he chose to leave early in the morning to avoid the attention of others.

When he came, he was unknown, and when he left, he hoped to be the same.

As for why?

Of course, it's to cut off all worries and do a big thing vigorously!

With his heart in mind, the pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a lot, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and the figure became farther and farther away.

......

A bronze mirror emerged such a scene, Elder Taiqiu, with a withered face, sat cross-legged on the futon, and with a flick of his fingers, the picture in front of him disappeared and returned to its original smooth mirror.

Mosquitoes and cockroaches are rare here, and there is a special fragrance in the air.

It is a particularly fragrant plant called Cool Grass, and the usage is similar to that of perfume.

But it doesn't seem to be of much use.

Life is coming to an end, and the kind of dead air that permeates from the inside out is not something that this kind of thing can cover up at all, so it can be regarded as a psychological effect at best.

Just comfort yourself.

Elder Taiqiu, who knew this, took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision, and took a pill, and his old face, which was originally withered, actually regained a ray of vitality.

He activated the stiff spiritual power in his body, and once again tapped towards the suspended bronze mirror in front of him.

The bronze mirror seemed to have a spirit, and the moment he touched it, the smooth mirror frantically sucked his fingers, oh no, it should be said that it was devouring the spiritual power in his body.

It was precisely because of this change that Elder Taiqiu's face turned pale again, like a person who had lost too much blood.

Fortunately, the change didn't last long and stopped.

Because the bronze mirror seemed to be full, a burst of white mist appeared on the smooth mirror, and someone wrote a few words on it:

"According to the rules, you have the right to ask questions three times. ”

This scene was very strange, but Elder Taiqiu seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, and he was not very surprised, and said with a calm face:

"When am I going to die?"

"One morning ninety-eight days later. ”