Li Shuishan stood on the edge of the rice field, his bloody eyes flashed, and the wind and dust rolled up went straight to the scarecrow.

Its eyes showed a hint of gloom, but in the eyes of Rotten Bamboo and Qiu Feng, there was absolutely no change, Li Shuishan said softly: "Brother Rotten Bamboo, you go back with Qiufeng's friends, there are some things I need to deal with here." ”

His words made Qiu Feng ponder, but Rotten Bamboo's eyes narrowed, and he understood instantly, and hurriedly pulled him back.

Li Shuishan stood with his waist straight, his eyes leveled at the yellow straw scarecrow that was about the same height as himself: "You are the spirit of the guard here?"

The scarecrow made a slight fluctuation, and the transmission of this voice fell directly into Li Shuishan's mind, and a few words were mixed with hatred, as well as the unwelcome for him to come, Li Shuishan said softly: "I haven't cracked your layout, as for what you want to do, I'm afraid I have to ask some of your Tsing Yi Dao people, I don't know if he has returned to the West Heaven?"

The scarecrow said, "Although I am not sane, I know that my mission and life are more important, so do not underestimate my determination. ”

Li Shuishan snorted and replied in the face of his warning: "You are really interesting, this realm spirit of a tribe of 100 people, dare to call me? I have a stronger spirit than you in my life, and I can't say a hundred, but there are still seventy or eighty. They have either turned into a mountain or a sea, or they have become an insignificant speck of dust, and those machine spirits hidden in the distance have been killed by me for seventy or eighty. ”

"You even say you're me?!"

The scarecrow opened a small mouth and spit out a character from it, the three characters Huang Qingfeng surrounded him, and gradually became more fragrant to nourish his nose, he threw the three characters to Li Shuishan, Li Shuishan caught it with his left hand and turned into a few pieces of blue and white scattered, and carefully tasted it in his eyes: "The blue and white flowers that the Taoist in Tsing Yi gave you?"

Li Shuishan squinted his eyes and scattered the blue and white flowers, he had heard this name, because when he was walking the alliance now, he had also seen a man who loved his green clothes, at that time, the dry cicada Taoist could only be regarded as a small strong man in the early stage of the Daohua Realm, he was often subjected to plots, those vicious people hated him to the bone, and Huang Qingfeng was just like the last two words, the breeze attacked people, endless sassy and refined.

The origin of Huang Qingfeng's name is not the gift of his parents, but when he wandered through the mountains, an old man chopping wood took his hand and asked him: There is a green breeze, a white breeze, and a yellow breeze, which is the name you want?

He chose Huang Qingfeng directly without thinking, he didn't know why he chose it, maybe it was all up to his own feelings, that feeling was his most greedy and deadly.

It is precisely because of this choice that he has become a well-known mountain and wild Taoist in the alliance land, every time he sees him walking heroically in green clothes, the mountains and rivers in the distance will fall back, and countless people's eyes will involuntarily slide to the surface of his feet, the clouds and mist will dissipate, and the remaining women will each have rosy cheeks, and they will race any rouge powder.

He loved to drink and laugh, and laughter could be heard all over the empty valley and into the ears of every fisherman, like the sound of heaven, and it was pleasant to hear.

Huang Qingfeng once stepped into the mortal realm, he had three doppelgangers, each of which was calculated by others, and finally died tragically in the Dao.

And this Taoyuan secret realm reminded Li Shuishan of some things by that Huang Qingfeng, but the years have passed, and he may have forgotten a little, as his eyes went deeper and deeper, he studied these three words more deeply, and he was a little creepy, he seemed to guess something, and thought of something.

Li Shuishan sighed and said:

"Huang Qingfeng, this person I know, I have met him in a place, I have heard of his name, but I don't know that he is staying here, if the wind and rain are turned into a breeze, I think I really can't bother, I guess he doesn't want to. ”

The scarecrow's eyes vanished.

Li Shuishan looked around, his eyes left a trace of melancholy, and he muttered: "Little friend, I don't know if you remember all your memories, when your cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, you will lose some of the things you don't want to forget, this is the punishment." ”

He turned and flew away, gently pressing the blue robe on his body, and the chaotic formation within it worked at this moment, but after a few breaths, it suddenly stopped, and the clouds floating on the mountain in the distance showed a brisk smile.

The formation made by the old madman himself has many benefits for the person wearing the robe, but most of the formation is damaged, even the dry cicada Taoist sitting in Li Shuishan's heart can't see what the solution is, he frowned and thought for a while, for the blue robe can only be protected from rain now, pondered slightly, spent more than ten breaths, gritted his teeth and said: "How can this blue robe have such a strong formation, who made it? Could it be Xiaoyou's master?

"Are there any strong cultivators in the Peaks? In addition to those Dao Masters who died tragically, I remember meeting the Wind Leader who was good and could embroider the heavens and the earth, but he didn't look like a disciple of this person. ”

He slapped his forehead and whispered, "That's it, it's me who is old." ”

Li Shuishan turned around in the paradise, saw the clear spring, and the cows and sheep that were as timid as mice in the distance, they looked down and raised their eyes, as if they did not dare to see people, when they returned to Qiu Feng's home, they saw him and rotten bamboo drinking again, the fragrant wine made Li Shuishan a little greedy, not that he was greedy, but that the dry cicada Taoist people were a little greedy.

Have a few drinks, and the night will come.

This dense star shadow seems to be woven into a big net, and it is a face in Li Shuishan's eyes.

The cattle and sheep were asleep, the oil lamp was lit in the human room, Li Shuishan sat on a stone bench facing the sky, and on the left was the rotten bamboo, he said: "We can leave tomorrow, and we will not come back." As for the wild ghost saying that he was going to kill us, are you ready?"

Rotten bamboo nodded and said: "I will use all my magic weapons, if it really doesn't work, I can take Li Daoyou and you to escape together." ”

Li Shuishan said with a smile: "Where to escape?"

Rotten Bamboo said: "Escape from that dark place." ”

Li Shuishan shook his head and said, "There are ghosts in the mountains, how can you escape? ”

Rotten Bamboo was shocked, "Then what should we do?" ”

Li Shuishan closed his eyes and said, "What do you look like when you look at this dense star shadow?"

Rotten Bamboo said: "I don't know. ”

Li Shuishan said: "There must be towering people in your sect, through the folding and distribution of stars and shadows, you can deduce the trajectory of things in the future and see the changes in the world." ”

Rotten Bamboo asked, "Then what do you see?"

Li Shuishan closed his eyes and felt the sky, and said heavily: "I feel that this place is fake. I felt the power of resentment against outsiders here, and the countless roars of greed, waiting for someone to feed them. We can witness the changes in the world, countless heavy rain disputes, hundreds of battles, and the world of smoke and rain is really lively, because there are many people coming

Finish. ”

Rotten bamboo frowned and asked, "Who is here?"

Li Shuishan exhaled and said, "The person who killed us is coming." ”

This night, they meditated cross-legged, Qiu Feng came to urge the house several times, they had already prepared a place to live, Li Shuishan shook his head, just telling him, let him feel with him, but after a while, he walked back strangely, holding his mother-in-law and child asleep, the little girl was still holding a pot of watermelon before going to bed, and the refreshing and cool taste made Rotten Bamboo couldn't help but praise it.

Li Shuishan didn't eat a mouthful, and the dry cicada Taoist found the illusion of drinking just now, he did not use the young man's body to realize the coolness and spiciness, but after drinking, he thought about it carefully, and felt that it was like drinking water, and there was no taste.

He was very puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of wish it was, but it was terrible to think that a boy of such age had lost his sense of taste.

With the help of Li Shuishan's body, the Dry Cicada Daoist cultivated extremely quickly and accurately, opening all the spiritual veins in his body, prying open all the hidden blood vessels, and rushing into the infinite spiritual energy, his whole body was filled with surging murderous aura, and that qi deficiency was condensed in front of him, and that qi was condensed above his head, heading straight for the nebula.

He rummaged through the soul-attracting bell on his waist, tapped it lightly, causing an echo, felt mysterious and shook his head again: "I am a little familiar with this clock, but I can't remember where I have seen it." ”

He couldn't remember, so he simply didn't want to, and then closed his eyes and lost sleep.

Waiting for the dawn, Qiu Feng's family had already prepared a meal, after the two of them were full, looking at the beautiful scenery around, they couldn't help but walk again, the cowboy who herded the cattle here in the early morning, tied a pair of small pigtails, wore coarse linen clothes, gently shook the whip rope in his hand, the buffalo ate the grass and ate and walked into the river, spewing out a stream of water, some dense jungles in the mountains, there are also some wandering monkeys, they are not very stubborn, very well-behaved looking at the visitors.

He even handed out some fruits to the two of them.

Li Shuishan took it with a smile, and gently floated it on the surface of the water, knowing that the fruit had become something far away.

When the sun was setting slightly, Li Shuishan washed his face by the stream, sighed softly, and said softly to Qiu Feng in the back: "Life here is really good, don't forget your children and wife, your life is what I envy, and my life is also what you envy." I can't be like you one day, and you may have a hard time becoming the person I am now. ”

"But none of this is your reason to get out of here, only you know what is in your heart. If I see you later, it will be a different person. ”

Qiu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

Li Shuishan smiled: "Everything has cause and effect, your cause is in me, and your effect is also in me." This place is a boon and a calamity, you guessed it, a curse, but a white lie, and he wants you to live. ”

Qiu Feng didn't understand, but felt that Li Shuishan was persuading him not to leave this place, but he shook his head and said softly: "I will definitely stick to my incense, and it will not change because of your words or two. ”

He fell to his knees and bowed.

Li Shuishan and the rotten bamboo ran to the peach blossom place, and a few green fruits fell in the well water, and some fallen leaves, which looked elegant.