On the second day, the morning breeze was warm and the sun was shining.

In a remote wilderness on the outskirts of Fengwei City, a sudden gust of wind blew, and a young man in white and silver hair stepped out of the void like an immortal in the dust, this person was the man in white who appeared on the ancient post road last night, and came here after a night of tossing and turning.

He still looked lazy, playing with the ancient flute in his hand, patted the cloth bag the size of the bowl on his waist, and swept his eyes around carelessly, and then walked leisurely towards Fengwei City.

Yin Mountain is a vast primitive mountain range west of the Great Wilderness, with a radius of thousands of miles, endless mountains stretching endlessly, and the demon beasts are rampant in it, and people are rarely visited. The ancient city of Fengwei is located at the junction of the Central Plains and Yinshan.

This ancient city is made of blue bricks and gray tiles, the buildings are simple and heavy, it has existed for a long time, and it is quiet and far-reaching.

Although it is only a medium-sized ancient city, due to its special geographical location, there is an endless stream of monks and merchants returning from medicine hunting in Xiyin Mountain, making this small ancient city also develop extremely prosperous.

And the origin of the name of the ancient city is because there is a phoenix sculpture as high as dozens of zhang standing on the entrance tower, this sculpture is carved from gold bricks and jade, the whole body is lifelike, full of antiquity, and magnificent.

I saw that he held his proud head high, standing on the city tower and looking west overlooking the entire Xiyin Mountain, just like the solid patron saint of this ancient city.

The main city is bustling with and bustle, with shops lining the streets, pedestrians and monks, and a variety of vendors already in the middle of the streets.

Wu Wei stayed in the cloth bag around the waist of the young man in white with a curious face, and he looked out through the thin slit of the cloth bag with a curious face, and the aroma of the food wafting in was overflowing, and the smell was mouthwatering, which made him swallow his saliva heavily.

"Little baby, do you want to come out and eat something delicious?" The young man in white felt the movement in the cloth bag, and couldn't help but laugh childishly.

"Eat..."

As soon as Wu Wei heard the word 'eat', he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but he suddenly thought that his uncle was still uncertain about his life, and his interest suddenly became low. He touched his shriveled belly, but it cried out in an uncompromising way.

"Haha... Don't worry, there will be better food later. ”

The young man in white didn't notice Wu Wei's mood change, he hummed a little song in his mouth, and walked around the spacious streets one after another, and finally walked straight towards a slightly secluded alley.

Not long after, the young man in white stopped in front of a small inn called "Death Building", he stopped and looked at the big signboard bordered by gold and jade for a while, and suddenly looked a little dazed, and he didn't know if he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, the son is coming, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome..."The young man in white was about to climb the stairs, only to see an old man in the restaurant who looked like a shopkeeper groveling to greet him.

"Boss Chen, this son hasn't been here for half a year, why are you so busy in front of the restaurant?"

"Eh, Childe, don't you know, Fengwei City has not been peaceful in the past six months..."The old man of the shopkeeper laughed embarrassedly, shook his head and sighed again and again.

"Uh, along the way, the city is peaceful and prosperous, why is it not peaceful?" said the young man in white.

The old man of the shopkeeper just wanted to continue to explain, but the young man in white lazily waved his hand and said, "This phoenix tail city is too peaceful and it doesn't matter to me... Let's go, can Ben Gongzi's osmanthus brewing be ready?"

The old man of the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled: "That's natural, according to your instructions, it has been prepared as early as a year ago..."

"Good!"

As soon as the young man in white remembered that the osmanthus wine seemed to have a sudden spirit, he lifted the hem of his clothes and walked straight to the restaurant, leaving the old man in the shopkeeper stunned for a few seconds, and then hurriedly followed.

After entering a simple and chic room, the young man in white instructed the old man in charge to bring in the wine and dishes, and then closed the door.

The young man in white came to the bed, he pinched Gu Xiao in his hand with one hand, exhaled lightly, and the unconscious middle-aged man appeared on the bed out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the small cloth bag on his waist and shook it slightly, and Wu Wei suddenly fell out of the cloth bag.

This small cloth bag is actually a kind of storage space bag, but it can be used by any monk who has reached a certain level of cultivation, and it can store living things or hold a large mountain. Of course, the size of the storage space depends on the level of the holder's cultivation, and it only takes a wisp of divine consciousness to seal or open.

"Big brother, is the uncle okay?" As soon as Wu Wei landed, he ran to the bedside with an eager face to check.

"It's fine, just a coma for the time being. The young man in white glanced lightly at the middle-aged man whose life and death were unknown, but the expression on his face was cloudy.

"Big brother, please save your uncle. Wu Wei looked at the middle-aged man with a pale face and a lifeless body, and still begged worriedly.

The young man in white didn't answer directly, but just smiled lightly: "Now that I have something to eat, don't you eat it, little baby?"

"Uncle hasn't woken up yet, I can't eat. Wu Wei hesitated for a moment, and finally said stubbornly.

The young man in white smiled slightly, shook his head, he couldn't wait to enjoy the wine and food, so he didn't pay attention to the two of them.

He walked straight to the table and sat down, and began to drink himself, and from time to time he recited poetry and sighs, which seemed quite leisurely.

After Wu Wei was sure that his uncle was indeed only unconscious, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and he began to get up by the bedside, first making a basin of hot water, scrubbing the blood stains on the middle-aged man's body, and then changing him into clean clothes.

After working for a while, after cleaning up, Wu Wei actually forgot about his hunger, he hadn't eaten for a few days and nights, but at this time, he curled up and fell asleep beside the middle-aged man tiredly.

It seemed that it had been a long time since he had slept so peacefully and comfortably, and I saw that the bedding on the bed was also wet by the corner of his mouth, and I don't know if it was because he wanted to see delicious food in a dream, or because his uncle was now by his side safely and soundly.

The young man in white turned his head to look at the bed, and there seemed to be a ripple in his clear and translucent eyes, and this emotion flashed, and then he began to drink wine by himself.

Outside the window, the lights are on, and the bustling night market is very noisy.

There was a strong aroma of osmanthus wine in the wing, the aroma was overflowing, and the smell was intoxicating, and the young man in white poured himself at the table all night, without leaving the room for half a step.

At this time, he was lying on the table, with a faint smile on his jade-like face, and a look of satisfaction. I still talk to myself from time to time, and I don't know if I'm drunk or dreaming.

The cool night breeze, which came in from time to time through the open window, disturbed the sweet dreams of the young man in white at an inopportune time, and he frowned his handsome brow, as if he moved his body very reluctantly, and then continued to fall into a deep sleep.