In the evening, the sun shines.

Circles of ripples rise on the wave surface of Red Maple Lake, one after another, bubbling everywhere.

There is a figure in the pavilion in the center of the lake appeared very early, he looked at the vast lake with a calm face, there are egrets wading in the water of the turquoise lake, there are fishermen stopping the boat to fish, there are flower boats slowly returning, under the immersion of the sunset, everything is so leisurely and comfortable, just like a colorful ink painting, people can't help but revel in this magnificent world.

"After tonight, what will tomorrow be like? I can't get rid of it, I just hope it will be safe and smooth. The mountain god of Mingtai Mountain suddenly sighed and said, he has been a mountain god in this place for a hundred years, this hundred years have seen all kinds of fireworks in the city of Yangzhou, all kinds of light and dark competition, as a veritable god, although it is the most unranked earth in the world, but it is also the emperor of a country personally canonized and built temples among the people to enjoy the sacrifice of the gods.

This hundred years seems to be very long, but in fact it is very short, as if a white horse has passed through a gap, and in the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds are surging and the wind is dissipating.

The first time the mountain god saw this red maple lake Xiaojiao was fifty years ago, when Xiaojiao had just given birth to a human form, it was a delicate and lovely girl's body, she saw the strange environment around her was very timid, she was still low in intelligence and not as smart and clever as a girl in the world, and her mind was an eight or nine-year-old girl in the world.

The little girl looked at the mountain god with watery eyes, and when she saw the tall and handsome young man smiling at her, she felt a strange emotion in her heart, and she felt that the brother was very kind.

"Hello, brother. "Xiao Jiao's voice is very small, but it is very sweet, like a bowl of heart-warming sugar juice.

"Little sister, what's your name?" the mountain god asked, bending down.

"In the dream, the very beautiful sister Guanyin gave me a nice name, called "Nalan Xinrou", does my brother think my name is good?" Xiao Jiao thought about it and thought that this young brother was not a bad person, so he told him generously.

"Nalan surname. It is very poetic, and it is very compatible with the historic Red Maple Lake, new and soft, all things are new, soft to take root, good surname and good name. The mountain god dressed in noble clothes spoke eloquently, shaking his head and waving his sleeves with the breath of the immortal family, which was the kind of unclimbable feeling of mortals looking up at the sun and the moon.

"Brother, are you a god?" Xiao Jiao shrank his head and asked again.

"Oh, why do you ask? The mountain god's eyes lit up, he was very interested in this girl, the red maple lake was deposited for hundreds of years and actually gave birth to a small Jiao, this small birth Jiao can be said to condense and occupy most of the luck of Yangzhou's landscape, it is an extremely rare existence.

"Because there is a faint white aura on my brother's body, which is very similar to the one wrapped around Sister Guanyin in my dream, but it is much more meager. The girl did not care about the gains and losses of words, and she said whatever came to her mind.

"Well, yes, my brother is also a god, but my brother is a small god with a bigger sesame seed, the least in the stream. The mountain god flexed his little finger slightly, shook it in front of her eyes, and showed her a vivid and vivid performance.

"Even though my brother is the smallest god in the world, in Xinrou's eyes, he is the biggest god in the world, because my brother is the first person Xinrou saw in the world in human form, and he is also the first person to be so good to me. Nalan Xinrou sat on the embankment with a sandalwood square box full of all kinds of pastries, stretched her little feet into the turquoise lake and gently swayed, pinching the pastries with both hands and stuffing them into her mouth, and her cheeks were bulging.

"That's good, Xinrou likes to eat, and my brother will often give it to you to eat in the future, so I can keep it full. The mountain god looked at the lake and smiled lightly, this little girl is quite likable, honest and lively.

Subsequently, that little Jiao burst out with amazing talent, and on the road of cultivation all the way unimpeded, among the Taoist Eight Realms, Nine Realms, Ten Realms, and Eleven Realms, only half a step away from breaking through the Longmen Pass, and gradually grew into a great beauty who captivated the country and the city, which is enough to make men all over the world crazy about the demeanor, and also make the mountain gods fall in love with the demeanor.

Ten years ago, the lake Jiaohualong failed miserably, almost died, and was removed from the land of Yangzhou, but was saved by a passing teenager at the last moment, so the mountain god has always been kind to this teenager.

At the moment when the orange sun was about to set, the mountain god waited for his guest, the former young man, and now the famous second son of the Lu Mansion - Lu Jingyuan.

"When the people arrived, the feast began. The mountain god smiled at the fishing boat that was slowly approaching the stone pavilion, and the last fireworks festival in Yangzhou was about to be unveiled.

"Lu Jingyuan visited the mountain god of Mingtai Mountain. Lu Jingyuan stepped on the land in the middle of the lake, an "island" only three zhang long.

"Lu Gongzi is polite, come into the pavilion and sit, it's windy outside.

The mountain god made a respectful gesture, Lu Jingyuan nodded and walked into the stone pavilion, and Cao Ziyan behind him also followed.

"I wonder why the mountain god came to me today?"

"There's nothing to do, I just want to invite Lu Gongzi to sit, drink tea, and talk about the Tao. The mountain god poured a cup of tea for him, and the precious tea leaves picked in the fairy mountain were swirling in the boiling water, up and down, Lu Jingyuan picked up the teacup and blew a few breaths of cold air, and took a small sip slightly.

"Good tea, it's really a fairy thing. Lu Jingyuan praised.

"If Gongzi Lu likes it, I'll send someone to send you some when I go back. The mountain god was noncommittal, he sat next to Lu Jingyuan.

Then thank you for the generosity of the mountain god, and Lu thanked him in advance. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

"Since the mountain god has nothing important to ask me, then I have something I want to ask the mountain god, and I hope the mountain god will answer truthfully. Lu Jingyuan stared at the eyes of the mountain god, the latter's eyes were very hidden and profound, and he was an unfathomable person.

"Oh, excuse me. The mountain god replied with an interested face.

"When I was a teenager, I rescued a woman in Hongfeng Lake, and that woman is not the dragon in the lake under our feet now. Lu Jingyuan carefully observed the eyes of the mountain god, and he wondered if the mountain god's eyes flickered when he answered this question.

"Yes, it's the lake. The mountain god calmly stated the truth of the matter.

"Why did that Hujiao choose me at that time, and after she sucked my blood, why did she come back to life for the first time? What is the origin of all this, could it be the means of the big man? I am just a medium?" Lu Jingyuan asked several big questions in a row, some of them related to the obscurity of the heavens, and some of them involved the deduction of the masters, the matter is big, and the slightest disagreement will anger the gods and violate the constitution of the heavens, not to mention that the mountain god of Mingtai Mountain is just a small god, and he is not qualified and unable to know many things, Lu Jingyuan's words made the mountain god very headache.

This sentence can be called a thunderstorm.

"Don't hide it, I really don't know a lot of things, I'm just a little god. The mountain god smiled self-deprecatingly, not very embarrassed.

"However, Hu Jiao's choice of you, I know a little, is a monk, a monk from the ancient country of the Western Regions to do the trick. ”

"Monk of the Western Regions?" Lu Jingyuan was very sensitive to the word monk of the Western Regions, because when he was young, there was also a monk from other states who entered the Lu Mansion and had a close conversation with her biological mother Yun Shu, and he remembered it deeply.

"Yes, the monk is not tall, slightly fat, wearing a robe intertwined with gold and red threads, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, and his face is very amiable. Yamagami recalled.

"I've seen that monk, he's been to Lu Mansion. Lu Jingyuan was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, who was the monk, and why did these seemingly unrelated things have anything to do with him.

"That monk is called Kuzen, he is a high monk of the ancient country of Tuoba, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Vajra, not weaker than the Taoist real person, the Confucian sage, the martial arts demigod, and the existence of rare opponents in the world. ”

"What did the monk do at that time?"

"At that time, there was a martial arts monk from the Northern Zhou Dynasty who wanted to kill Hu Jiao, who failed to break through the realm, to obtain the spirit bead, but was stopped by the monk, they seemed to have made a bet, as for what the bet was, I don't know. ”

"Then Wu Xiu lost, Hu Jiao sucked your blood and was rescued, I can't see through any hidden connections, but you and Hu Jiao are related to that monk. "The mountain god said his own inference, which should not be the conclusion of the coffin.

"As for what secrets you hide, I can't see through them. The mountain god shook his head helplessly.

"So, only when you find the monk will all the mysteries be solved. The mountain god said a lot of words, his mouth was dry, he drank a few large cups of tea, and saw that Lu Jingyuan was not speaking.

"I see, thank you for the reminder. Lu Jingyuan was slowly reviewing, connecting these inextricable clues, he felt that he was being treated as a chess piece, too many unexpected things had happened recently, as if he was being led by the nose, and he was desperately looking for a way to solve it.

"I will find the monk of the Western Regions, and what he said to my mother at that time, I will reveal all of this. ”

The dialogue between the monk and his biological mother must involve the mystery of his own life, who is he?

Lu Jingyuan has been hanging a jade pendant around his neck, a jade pendant without any pattern carving, this jade pendant was tied by his mother personally for him at that time, thousands of instructions, don't untie it, it is a high monk who has opened the light to become his life-saving, whether he can grow up safely, all depends on this jade pendant.

And now that his biological mother has passed away, things are people and everything, this jade pendant has been with him for 20 years, and has become the only token of his mother's thoughts.

Under the sunset, the boy in brocade clothes stood outside the stone pavilion with fluttering hair and a solemn face, Cao Ziya was wearing a long dress with a long sword in her hand, and her eyes were hiding a sharp color and the playful and beautiful face was very incompatible.

Waiting for Lu Jingyuan to reluctantly retract his gaze, he found that another small boat was slowly rowing, and there were two people standing on the bow, one was Bai Yu and the other was Zhong Jiuqiu.

Here's the show.

The banquet begins.