The glass is too shallow,

I can't wait until the future.

"Old madman, you have been going around all your life, your black hair has turned white, you have an old face, and you have lost your body, but it is just for the ten thousand lights behind you. Then you can know that there is a light in the thousands of lights you guard, which is lit for you. ”

The words are faint, and I sigh.

"You care about the common people, but you are willing to enter the Tao as a madman, you know how to live, how do you live freely? ”

The sand sword was held in his hand, and Yu Jiuyou's eyes were full of light, and a high fighting spirit permeated, blowing the yellow sand under his feet to cover the sky.

The wind rises, the sand rolls, the battle intent comes out, and the killing intent appears.

"I'm not here to live, I'm just following in my father's footsteps. And whether the lights of the ten thousand homes are lit for me, and what does it have to do with me, I am just a madman. ”

The old madman fixed his eyes, but around him, there seemed to be an invisible qi, and the sand that covered the sky could not get close to the three steps in front of him.

The momentum climbed, and a sword that had been sealed for a long time was finally unsheathed, revealing the edge that he should have bloomed.

The old madman does not move, and he stands between the majestic and the heavens and the earth.

"Boom ........."

A dark cloud gathered overhead, and a white lightning bolt fell, and the two momentum competed against each other. There was a loud bang, and a pit of black smoke appeared between the old madman and Yu Jiuyou.

The yellow sand dispersed, and they were like two great mountains, each holding a heaven and earth. The universe in the palm of his hand fluctuated in his fingertips, and it also flowed under their swords.

"Good. It's a remote place, and even if there is a big noise, it won't alarm too many people. ”

can let go of the battle, and it can also squeeze out his loneliness for many years, how can this not make Yu Jiuyou's heart full of joy, and his face has a little flush.

As soon as the sand sword in his hand turned, Yu Jiuyou's body moved. The sand sword is not long, but it is like a dragon in the hideous, a flash of white clothes, although it is just an ordinary sword stabbing out, the supreme sword intent contained in it can imprison a heaven and earth.

A seemingly insipid sword can shatter the body, split the soul, dominate the earth, and hold the sky.

"How long has it been since I felt this high fighting spirit, ten, twenty, or thirty years, I can't remember it anymore. ”

The eyebrows were upside down, the eyebrows were full of anger, and the old madman with angry eyes suddenly looked up at the sky, the sword was out of the sheath, and the edge could shine in the world. As the sand sword approached, the old madman only stretched out two fingers and lightly touched the tip of the sand sword.

Just like that, the old madman is a little casual.

"Ding!"

Under a crisp sound, the sand suddenly churned, and the ground collapsed, causing the old madman and Yu Jiuyou's bodies to sink, and they were all half-buried bodies by the yellow sand.

"Hahahaha........."

Sheng Xue's white clothes were dirty, but Yu Jiuyou was a little forgetful with a smile. He didn't care about the burial of the yellow sand, he was just smiling to himself, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes.

The sand sword in his hand turned into a pinch of loess and disappeared with the wind.

"Yu Jiuyou, the martial arts you insist on in your heart can't compare to me, a madman. ”

The old madman looked at Yu Jiuyou with a calm face, this was just a blow, regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of success or failure, but it made him gain a lot.

entered the Tao with a mad demon, and turned into a sword with his body.

This is the way of the old madman.

spent his whole life in pursuit of his father. There is no return to the long road, only the wine pot is accompanied.

"Old madman, your way is your way, and my way is mine. What we are looking for is different, I didn't go in vain in this river and lake, and I didn't come in vain in this world. Old madman, what about you?"

Yu Jiu Yu jumped out of the sand pit, and the hole that buried him was filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dressed in white and yellow, Yu Jiuyou raised his head and looked at the world in all directions.

One shot, that's enough.

"I've walked this river and lake in vain, so what? At least I'm still alive, and I can still follow in my father's footsteps. ”

The old madman also jumped out of the sand pit, but he lost his high fighting spirit, and the clarity in his eyes was gradually swallowed up by the turbidity. That is, in a few breaths, the old madman is stupid and stupid again.

"My father liked to sit under the tree and enjoy the shade, shaking the fan in his hand. ”

The old madman smiled stupidly, he turned around and left, wherever he went, as long as he was on the road, as long as he was following his father's footsteps.

The old madman walked farther and farther, and Yu Jiuyou raised his eyes and stared.

"Xiaoyaozi, heavy Wufeng, old ghost of Styx, we are never as good as the old madman with a heart for the common people. ”

The words are faint, and I sigh indifferently. Yu Jiuyou is gone, and this land of yellow sand will return to peace, and it will also be swallowed by the Dark Sun.

A thousand cups of incomprehensible drink,

Ten thousand cups of bitterness sank.

Years of peach blossoms made into wine,

It's not as good as three taels of money in the world.

We've been here, and we've been there.

Zhongzhou.

The quiet Wutong Villa is a bit noisy at this time. The people in the village, holding torches and lanterns in their hands, looked panicked and eagerly looking for something, and their mouths were also shouting.

"Long Bo, haven't you found Yaoyao yet?"

In the gazebo of the garden, the dim light shines brightly. Ye Wuya stood with his hands in his hands, his face was no longer calm, and the anxiety between his eyebrows was eager to let him out.

It's just that Ye Wuya, who is the lord of a village, how can he go out of the village at will, as long as the agreement is still there, he can't break it.

"Back to the owner, since Miss Yu Muyao's disappearance, the people in the village have dispersed, and the people in Zhongzhou have also operated, but no one has seen Miss Mu Yao, and I don't know how Miss Mu Yao left Wutong Villa. ”

From the afternoon to the present, Lombard did not dare to relax in the slightest. Although Mu Yao is still young, Ye Wuya is not the only one who values it so much.

"Find, even if you dig three feet into the ground in Zhongzhou, you have to find it for me. Especially around Qingzhou, where Tu Mo and Luo Qingyi are located, Yaoyao and Tu Mo must not be allowed to see each other. The ruthlessness of the war, but don't let Yaoyao delay Tu Mo's pace. ”

This stupid girl, when she first came to Wutong Villa, did not have the slightest life, and her eccentric appearance really made Ye Wuya like it.

"Yes, owner. ”

Lombard received the order, and bowed down.

"You little girl, such a mess, let my Wutong Villa become a pot of porridge, after looking for you back, I will be grounded for a month. ”

The night was dark and the wind was high, and he was worried, Ye Wuya could only sigh, and then walked back and forth in the pavilion. From time to time, he stopped and stared at the gate of Wutong Villa.

When you have something in your heart, you can see it.

A path in the woods is so remote that no one has walked on it, and here it is overgrown with weeds, and the weeds are so high that they are knee-high.

"Isn't there any here? Let's go over there and look for it. ”

A group of people with torches in their hands hurriedly searched around to no avail, so they hurriedly walked away. After they were far away, Mu Yao jumped down from a tree.

Through the sprinkled moonlight, I can vaguely see that Mu Yao's face is a little muddy, and her green clothes are also a little broken, and she looks a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, I finally escaped from Wutong Villa, you want to arrest me back, how can it be so easy. ”

Mu Yao rolled her smart eyes and said a little viciously. It's just that the darkness around her makes her unable to distinguish the direction, the silence of the insects, and the damp and cold dew in the forest at night, but a little gloomy. Mu Yao shrunk her neck, scared in her heart, she pulled out the soft sword at her waist and held it in her hand.

Mu Yao casually set a direction and left here in a hurry.

"Boom......"

In a hurry, Mu Yao held the soft sword in her hand tightly, and when she stepped out of the forest, she breathed a sigh of relief in her mouth.

In the community, there have been rumors of gods and ghosts since ancient times, and the storyteller in the teahouse occasionally mentions it.

Her vision is both good and bad.

"Hey, there's a fire. ”

Out of the forest, Mu Yao also came to a wide road, the silence of the night, the sound of the stream bubbling and flowing, looming in the ears. A ball of firelight came into view, gathering a little far, but it made Mu Yao's nerves tense instantly, she bowed down and carefully groped through.

The preparation before the escape was not sufficient, and Mu Yao is now dry and hungry. The person who lit the bonfire, if it wasn't the person who came to arrest her back, Mu Yao would have been able to exchange the silver money on her body for some food.

"That's ......... A little monk. ”

Approaching, Mu Yao saw clearly that the figure sitting in front of the bonfire had no hair on his head, he was dressed in a monk's robe, and under the light of the fire, the appearance of the little monk looked delicate.

"The donor is here, please show up, the night is heavy, and the bonfire can dispel the dampness and cold for the donor. ”

The little monk did not open his eyes, but the words in his mouth fell clearly on Mu Yao's ears.

"Discovered!"

As long as it's not her captor, that's the best. Besides, the little monk looks delicate, and he doesn't look like a bad person. Mu Yao shook her head, and came to the bonfire fat from the darkness, and squatted on the ground at a distance from the little monk, her arms were wrapped around her legs, and the firelight was sprinkled on her body, warm.

People's hearts are separated by the belly, but Mu Yao doesn't know the truth that he knows deeply.

"Little monk, can I exchange my money for some food?"

After the little monk said a word, he sat and practiced all the time, not asking where people came from or where they went. Her stomach kept screaming, and the hungry Mu Yao couldn't help it, she reached out and took out some scattered silver taels from her arms, and then got up and walked closer to the little monk.

"My Buddha is merciful, if the little donor doesn't dislike it, the little monk still has half a piece of coarse bread and half a pot of water here. ”

The little monk opened his eyes, took out a coarse cloth bag from his side, and placed it between the two. "Even if we meet, even if we are fate, the little donor still puts away those yellow and white things in case of emergency. ”

Buddhism is clear and rules, and you can't touch money.

"This ........."

Mu Yao, who was holding the silver taels, was a little embarrassed. She raised her eyes and saw that the little monk had closed his eyes and practiced again, and let out a sigh from her mouth, and put the silver two back in her arms.

The coarse cloth burden is very light, and the burden is only half a coarse cake wrapped in a clean white cloth, the coarse biscuit is very hard, and it is difficult to chew and swallow in the mouth, so Mu Yao can only coarse the coarse cake and water it.

"Little monk, thank you, if you have any needs, you can go to Wutong Mountain Villa to find me, and I will end this cause and effect. ”

The Buddha talked about the past and present lives, and talked about the retribution of cause and effect. Mu Yao knows this. She has already had an empty stomach, even if the coarse bread is tasteless, it is sweet and delicious in her mouth.

Half of the coarse cake was eaten, and the water in the pot was also eaten, and Mu Yao's face showed a trace of satisfaction. It's just that she shook the kettle, it was empty, and Mu Yao's face was a little embarrassed.

Mu Yao had already tied the coarse cloth burden, but the silver taels in her arms were indispensable. Mu Yao put the burden between the two, hugged her legs, looked at the bonfire, and was a little stunned.

"Little donor, the little monk dared to ask, I don't know if the little donor knows where the Wang family is located?"

The bonfire was crackling, and the little monk opened his eyes and threw some dry wood into the bonfire.

"Wang's family! The Wang family is in Dongtu, if you want to go to Dongtu, I'm afraid it will take some time. ”

Mu Yao, who was distracted, opened her mouth without thinking about it.

"The little monk thanked me here. ”

The little monk folded his hands, put them on his chest, and gave a salute. He first came out of the rivers and lakes, and he was not clear about the division of forces in the world.

It is best to have someone to guide you.

"Senior Sister Tsing Yi, where are you and where should I go to find you. ”

The little monk stopped talking and re-entered the meditation. And Mu Yao was stunned, but she missed Luo Qingyi.

The two are in Middle-earth, but they are far away and cannot be seen.

(PS: Recommend a friend's book, a "Almighty Killing God", and a "Dingding Daming". ）