No, it's not.

This man appeared to be slightly younger than before Shizun was poisoned.

And the clothes on his body and his temperament are also different from those of Shizun.

The Folding Wind Daoist is like an open folding fan, full of Confucianism, attracting people to approach him and seek advice.

But this Taoist is a sharp blade that is about to be unsheathed, a cold face, which makes people's brains ache faintly, and rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Hello, dare to ask if you are Su Wenlie Su Xiaodaoyou?"

Really.

Su jumped out of his shoulder with a small head, looked at it, and retracted it again.

"I'm Su Wenlie, senior, are you my master?"

Perhaps, the mystery is almost solved.

"You can call me Uncle Zhehai, take me to see your master now. ”

"Yes, Uncle Orihai. ”

Running quickly to bring back the old scalper, Su Wenlie led the way, and the people of Zhehaidao slowly followed.

He was wearing a navy blue robe, an off-white streamer around his waist was tied there at will, and a yellow and black bundle of hair on his head could not restrain the white hair from flying in the wind.

Neither of them had a big step.

In such a natural and simple village, I can't be impatient.

"Uncle Zhehai, the juniors are very curious, how do you confirm that Su Wenlie is mine?"

"Your face is peeling off. ”

What do you mean?

Stretched out his hand and touched his face, Su Wenlie touched the dead skin of his hand.

Oh, by the way, just now I had the muscles to temper my face.

It seems that where the temper is reached, the skin will be replaced with a layer.

Uncle Shi answered the question.

Presumably, the sixth uncle should have told him information about his appearance.

"Uncle Shi, did my sixth uncle say where he will go after that?"

"Yes, but don't let me tell you. ”

"Then trouble Uncle Shi told me that I can..."

"No, I can't. ”

“... Is it?"

It seems that there is no room for negotiation at all.

"Uncle Shi, does my sixth uncle have any words left for me?"

"Well, 'you cultivate well' is the words he wants to leave to you. ”

"Got it, thank you, uncle. ”

This Uncle Zhehai and Shizun are two people who are completely opposite.

When I returned to the small courtyard, I found two old men surnamed Qin squatting in the courtyard tending to the vegetable patch.

In other words, the old man Qin was guiding Master Qin to do farm work.

"Master, Grandpa Qin, we're back. ”

Hearing this, he raised his head, and Old Man Qin smiled and waved his hand to say hello.

The Folding Wind Daoist straightened his waist and looked at the Folding Sea Daoist who was following behind Su Wenlie.

"You're here. ”

"Well, you said you came, and I came. ”

"This?"

Old Man Qin looked curious, why did a young version of Old Brother Qin come in again?

"This is my Uncle Folding Sea. ”

Walking to Old Man Qin's side in a few steps, Su Wenlie introduced a few words softly.

In fact, there is nothing to introduce, and he only knows that he calls him Uncle Orihai at present, and there is no other information except that he looks exactly like the people of Folding Wind Dao.

"Oh, how does your master look so similar to your master?

Old Man Qin muttered to Su Wenlie's ear.

The people of the Folding Wind Road and the Folding Sea Road people are quietly opposite each other across the ridges.

"Worship, I'll stay, you take him away. ”

The people of the Orifudo walked out of the ridge carefully, and some of them did not dare to look at the people of the Orikai Dao.

"Haven't you tossed enough?"

"It's because I've had enough of tossing that I choose to stay, and this is the destination. ”

It always feels like these two are playing dumb riddles.

"What are you talking about, you leave and I stay, you are a guest when you come, the rules of our village, guests come to be entertained with good wine and food. You wait at home, don't go anywhere, the old man will go back as soon as he goes. ”

Maybe it's better to leave the master and the uncle right now and let them talk about it themselves.

Su Wenlie volunteered, and when he saw the old man take out a homemade elm bow from the main house, he hurriedly chose to go out with the old man.

"Sit down. ”

There are only two people left, and without the old man and Su Wenlie by his side, it is convenient to say some things.

Pull two low stools at random and sit across the square table.

"Tell me, what the hell do you think?"

"My situation, the six sons of the Su family have told you. ”

The Orikaido man nodded slightly.

"Now that my cultivation has been lost, returning to the sect will not do the sect any benefit except for wasting the resources of the sect, and there is no room for recovery for my cultivation. ”

"If you don't try it, you'll know if you can get it back. ”

"Because that's the Oblivion. ”

“......”

"Heh, because that's the Oblivion. ”

Feeling that his tone was a little sad, the people of Folding Wind Dao forced a smile.

"Brother. ”

“...... Well. ”

How many years?

Since he disagreed with him, gave up the position of the head of the sect, and finally chose to avoid the sect and hide in the outer door hall to concentrate on cultivation, this brother has been waiting for more than 200 years, right?

"Two hundred and nineteen years, two hundred and nineteen years, brother, have you ever regretted it?"

The people of the Wind Folding Road were suddenly a little excited, and their words trembled a little.

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. So there's no need to regret it. ”

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. The people of the Wind Folding Dao seemed to have woken up, "It's a good way, and they don't conspire with each other." Brother, my way has been broken, it has been broken. ”

"Your word may have been inherited by someone. ”

There is no need for the people of Zhehaidao to point out who it is, and Su Wenlie's figure gradually comes to mind.

He is not outstanding in any aspect, but he can face the tragic disaster and not give up easily.

Even, in the face of bloodline changes, he also has a stupidity that dares to try to crack it.

Like, when I was young, I was destroyed by the sect's exercises.

In terms of resilience in the face of setbacks, he has even surpassed himself.

If Su Wenlie learned that his master was so appreciative of himself, he might only be speechless and look at the sky.

He took his folding fan from the Orumi people and gently unfolded it.

"It's just my way, maybe I can't get him far. So, you take him back to the sect, and I'll stay. ”

Categorically said this sentence again, and the people of the Folding Wind Road seemed to have exhausted their strength.

The people of Zhehaidao thought quietly for a while, and then their frowning brows slowly relaxed.

"In the past few years since you left the sect, many people have undergone some changes, and you should understand the truth that things are not about people. And I'm just practicing in the outer sect under the guise of not being able to affect the sect, can you take this into account?"

Nodding, the people of the wind road were very emotional.

"If it's just within his own sect, he can't stand out from the crowd, then how can he be able to cultivate in the future? In that case, even if he makes any preparations, it will be useless, and it will even bring disaster to him. ”

"It's good that you understand. Relieved a little, the faces of the people of Zhehaidao returned to an indifferent look.

"Now that you've made up your mind, I won't say more. Is the date set?"

"After the prayer, let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

The earth dog, which didn't dare to spit out his tongue, squinted at the two of them, and lay quietly in his own nest.

Calm returned to the courtyard.

The old man looked very old, but his steps in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain were very fast.

Walking through the forest as if walking through the woods, Su Wenlie had an extra hare and a roe deer on his back.

"Young man, grandpa's bow is not bad, right? ha"

On the way back to the small courtyard, the old man boasted about his skills.

Su Wenlie has lost count of how many times this is the case.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa Qin, you are mighty, Grandpa Qin's bow technique is exquisite, it is simply incomparable. ”

"Hahahaha, that's that, the old man has been hunting for more than 60 years since he can remember, and he must have such a bow to survive until now, or he would have starved to death. ”

"Uh-huh, yes, yes, yes. ”

Su Wenlie only cared about walking, the road in the mountains and forests was no different from his backyard for the old man, but it was still very challenging for himself.

"Young man, your master's surname is Qin, and he came to our small village at such an age, do you think he is the one who went out of our village?"

His feet couldn't help but pause for a moment, and Su Wenlie continued to take a step forward.

"Grandpa Qin, to be honest, the juniors don't know, we should be able to know when we go back. ”

"You little guy, you know how to be sloppy at a young age. ”

A little embarrassed in his heart, Su Wenlie suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking, "Grandpa Qin, is there a wine shop in the village?"

"Of course, if you don't drink every day, the old man will not die of hunger. ”

"Grandpa Qin, tell me which one it is, I'll go buy some to honor you three old men. ”

"Hahaha, young man, you're really good, na, that one over there, the one where the chimney is smoking, when you go over, you will see the wine banner waving to you. ”

Handed over the two prey to the old man, the two separated from then on, and Su Wenlie walked towards the wine shop.

I didn't expect the wine here to be so cheap.

The price is only one-tenth of that in Wumang City.

was very surprised, after the store asked and confirmed, Su Wenlie hugged two large jars of the best wine, handed over a piece of broken silver, the store was very happy, and specially sent two packets of newly pickled peanuts.

It was only a hundred steps out of the wine shop, and then I returned to the small courtyard.

By the kitchen, the old man was processing the ingredients that had just been fought.

The two Taoists moved their stools, sat in a row, and watched quietly.

"Haha, good, young man, come on, pour a bowl for the old man to taste. ”

Seeing the two big jars in Su Wenlie's arms, the old man's heart felt like it was the New Year, and he was overjoyed. I also felt that there were thousands of insects crawling around in my heart, and my heart was itching.

"Good. Grandpa Qin, don't worry, I still have some peanuts here, I'll clean them up and put them on the table. ”

"Go, go, go. ”

The old man kept his hands on it, quickly packed up the ingredients, and set up a simple grill in the small courtyard.

Thread the ingredients on top of a straight stick, set up a grill, and build a fire underneath.

While picking up a dagger and cutting around, sprinkle the condiment powder on the other.

The sizzling grease fried, and in a few moments, the yard was covered with a strong smell of meat.

"Grandpa Qin, you have worked hard today, come, you taste it first. ”

"Good, good!"

"Uncle Zhehai, you have worked hard all the way, how about you taste the wine of your nephew. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Master, you are weak, drink less. ”

"Good. ”

After serving out three bowls of wine in a row, Su Wenlie was also a little greedy in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly pour out half a bowl, and he also followed the example of the three old men, and fell on his back.