At the end of the night, the sky is bright.

On a table in the lobby of the inn, scraps filled a table, and three figures of different colors of clothes were lying on the edge of the table, sleeping crookedly, and the wine jar was empty seven or eight and thrown to the ground.

Near the front of the door curtain of the stove room, the shopkeeper sat on the bench against the door frame, sleeping in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were long.

Behind the cabinet, the female shopkeeper propped her arms and slept staggeringly.

When Du Xiangyang was about to go downstairs, he saw such a scene.

Hearing the creaking sound of the stairs being stepped on, Qin Erniang raised her head, gently rubbed her eyes, brushed the corners of her hair that were a little messy, and asked with a smile: "The guest officer wants hot water and breakfast?"

At this time, Du Xiangyang was no longer as tattered and bloody as he was when he came yesterday evening, although his face was still a little pale, but there was no big problem between walking, he got up early and came out, just wanted to discuss the itinerary with Ning Baifeng and Dongyu, but he didn't see anyone in the room, but he didn't expect to see this scene in the lobby, this situation was obviously a night of drinking, which made him frown secretly, but he was slightly relieved.

Qin Erniang didn't wait for Du Xiangyang to reply, turned her head and glanced at the lobby of the inn, immediately frowned, slapped the cabinet case with her palm, and said loudly and angrily: "Get up for me, what do you look like, do you want to open the door to do business!"

The sudden roar and roar were like a thunderclap, waking up all the people who were asleep.

The shopkeeper who slept by the door was already sleeping unsteadily, and the sudden sound frightened him and fell directly on his back, falling on his back.

The three people lying on the table got up one after another.

The young man in black rubbed his drunken hazy eyes and complained, "Qin Erniang, what kind of drunken madness are you doing early in the morning, do you want anyone to sleep." ”

It is easy to get closer to each other at the wine table, especially Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu, who are almost the life-saving benefactors of the people who are not a couple but more like a couple, and the relationship between each other is easier to get closer, and the relationship between the wine bowls is heating up very quickly, just like the eldest brother and sister-in-law, the title of the two virtuous brothers, so it is normal for Dong Yu to complain at this moment.

Du Xiangyang was a little surprised, after a meal of wine in one night, two noble son-like qi practitioners would have such a good relationship with the ninth-rate people in the wilderness inn, which is really staggering.

Qin Erniang ignored it, turned her head to look at Du Xiangyang, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, go upstairs and wait for a while, and the hot water breakfast will be delivered later." ”

Turning her head, Qin Erniang looked at the few people in the lobby again, and shouted loudly again: "Why don't you hurry up and boil hot water to make breakfast, don't you see the guests waiting! ”

The first sentence is about the inn guy and the man Liang Lian, and the latter sentence is about Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu.

The shopkeeper picked up the bench and ran to the stove room, early in the morning, he didn't want to continue to listen to the lion's roar of the proprietress, not only hurt his body but also hurt his mind, just now he almost scared him out of his soul.

Liang Jian stood up, glanced at Du Xiangyang standing on the stairs, and said to Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu: "If you are looking for you, go upstairs to rest and wash up first." ”

Ning Baifeng nodded, and then pulled the sleepy-eyed Dong Yu to the second floor.

Back in the house, Dong Yu collapsed directly on the bed and let out a comfortable moan.

Ning Baifeng walked to the table and sat down, looked at Du Xiangyang who followed up, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Du Xiangyang nodded and said: "The noble person is unwell and wants to rest here for a day, please trouble Ning Gongzi and Dong Gongzi to stay here for a day, and then set off for Lintong Pass tomorrow." ”

Ning Baifeng poured a cup of herbal tea to relieve the burning sensation in his throat after being drunk, quietly glanced at the man standing opposite, and said, "Yes, it just so happens that we have drunk too much and need to rest." ”

Du Xiangyang nodded and said goodbye.

Dong Yu collapsed on the bed, sighed and said: "If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will come and autumn and death will come......

Du Xiangyang, who was walking in the outer aisle, stopped, stood quietly for a moment, and then walked away.

Ning Baifeng closed the door, took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, and pasted it on his chest.

The rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and a puff of green smoke came out, and after surrounding Ning Baifeng for a week, it slowly dissipated, and the smoke and dust of the wine were swept away.

Dong Yu sensed the fluctuations of the aura in the room, raised his head and glanced at Ning Baifeng, and then also got up and took out the dust purification talisman to remove the alcohol smell, after doing this, he took out a black lottery holder from his arms, twisted the bottom, and the mouth of the lottery lit up a circle of runes, making a gentle humming sound.

Ning Baifeng looked at the stick holder in Dong Yu's hand and asked, "Still no movement?" Is it possible that someone has robbed it?"

After walking all the way for so long, of course Ning Baifeng knew what it was.

The black stick holder is the receiver of the letter sword of the East Feather Sect.

Any portable means of communication has its own receiving tools, such as the letter sword letter sign with a sign holder letter sheath, the letter crane letter bead and other letter cage letter pot, these receiving things are varied, but their function is the same, that is, to give the letter sword an accurate target, so that it can find the place that needs to be communicated.

Otherwise, without a receiving tool, the sword can only fly around until the aura is exhausted and floats in the sky channel.

Therefore, there is a group of people known as "falconers" among the qi practitioners, who specialize in fishing for the communication tools that have exhausted the spiritual energy on the sky channel, in order to seek resources for cultivation, after all, every communication tool is refined at a great cost, and any letter sword is sold at the fairy market, and it is the price of dozens or hundreds of folded back money. However, cultivation is a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can be consumed, so these "falconers" sometimes intercept those aura-full communication tools, but almost every communication tool has a prohibition, as long as it is intercepted, the prohibition will be self-destructing, and the prohibition will be launched in reverse, leaving a mark on the "falconer", so that believers can chase and kill them.

If there is a "falconer", there will naturally be a "hawker", and the "hawker" who is proficient in the talisman ban is to crack the talisman ban on these unclean communication tools to prevent the occurrence of trouble.

It had been a few months since Dong Yu released the letter sword last time, and at that time Ning Baifeng thought that the letter sword was sent to Haicheng God Jiang Mo, until Dong Yu took out the lottery holder in front of Ning Baifeng for the first time, he knew that the letter sword was sent back to Dong Yu's sect Hanging Sword Mountain.

Now that the letter sword has not returned for a long time, something must have happened in the middle.

Dong Yu put away the sticker, shook his head helplessly, and said: "It's easy to say that it was robbed, but I'm afraid that something will happen to Hanging Sword Mountain, after all, so many fellow sects on the mountain are on duty in the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan many times, suppressing the crazy spirits that rushed out of the Tianyuan." ”

After getting along for a few months, Ning Baifeng heard Dong Yu mention the things in the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan for the first time, before the two had been discussing the problems between the cultivation, as well as their respective perceptions of the momentum of the sword, and then they were learning from each other, rarely talking about some other things, at this time, speaking of the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan, Ning Baifeng couldn't help but be a little curious, after all, the details of the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan were not recorded in the "Kunzhou Atlas".

Ning Baifeng asked curiously, "What kind of mad spirit is it, there are a lot of them in the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss?"

Dong Yu sat down, rested on the bench with one foot, reached out and grabbed the teapot and poured a few sips on his head, the sleeves of the black robe were casually wiped to his mouth, and he grinned: " I haven't been to the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss and don't know that it is normal for crazy spirits, the sword battle thousands of years ago, countless sword cultivators and sword cultivators died, as well as monks of other schools, people have three souls and seven spirits, and the cultivators have a lot of power at all, not to mention that so many great monks died at that time, and these souls that stayed in the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss after they died were shattered and infected by the endless sword intent, and gradually evolved into unconscious mad spirits, killing people when they saw them. ”

Ning Baifeng really didn't know much about the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss, and since he couldn't put it into writing, he could only tell the matter of the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss by word of mouth, so he listened very carefully at the moment, and he was also very puzzled, "After thousands of years, no matter how many remnants of the soul should be suppressed."

Dong Yu shook his head, " With the passage of time, the Spring and Autumn Abyss gradually evolved into a strange place, all the people and things who died there, the soul of the gods could not escape, they could only stay in it, and then they were crushed by the sword intent and became a mad spirit, but the Spring and Autumn Abyss is both a dangerous place and a treasure land, especially for sword cultivation and sword cultivation, it is the best place to perceive the meaning and potential, and there are countless ancient treasures stranded in it, which has attracted countless people to rush to it, those who want to do sword cultivation can go there to understand, those who want to confirm their strength can go there to experience, and those who want to get rich can go there to hunt for treasures, so the remnant spirit has never been cut off, and it will never be broken. ”

Ning Baifeng was silent in his heart, the world was bustling, all for profit, where there were interests, there was never a shortage of profit-seeking people, not to mention that cultivation was a bottomless pit, so cultivators were not exempt from vulgarity.

Dong Yu thought of his fellow disciples in the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss, and he was so excited that he was silent.

In the silence, a knock on the door broke the silence between the two.

Ning Baifeng got up and opened the door, and it was the inn junior second.

This seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy full of wit, named Fuyou, is a beggar that Grandmaster Liang Jian met when he bought goods in Jiangyang City a few years ago, and saw that he was quite talented in martial arts, so he brought him back to take him in, that is, the shopkeeper, and half a disciple, and the two did not kowtow to the teacher, but Liang Lian still taught him to boil his physique and spearmanship in his spare time, which he only knew when he drank and chatted last night.

Don't look at Fuyou's small size and great strength, just like now, carrying a huge bath bucket on his shoulder and a large bucket of hot water in his hand, he doesn't take a breath.

Fuyou looked at Ning Baifeng and said with a smile: "Master Ning, the master asked me to send some hot water to wash you up, and then we will go down and have breakfast together." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled and nodded.

Fu You walked into the house, put down the bath bucket and water bucket, rolled his eyes on the two of them, and asked curiously: "You immortals, why do you also have to take a bath and eat, shouldn't you fly to the sky and drive the clouds, eat and drink dew, I see that the storytellers in the city are all talking about it here." ”

This question was held in his heart all night, and it was not until now that the master and the proprietress were not there, that it was finally revealed.

Dong Yu leaned back against the table, sat on the bench leaningly, crossed Erlang's legs and said with a smile: "Who said that the gods want to eat and drink the dew, let me tell you, the gods still eat and, smoke dry cigarettes, pick their toes, drink flowers and wine, and visit the Qinglou in everything." ”

The boy's eyes immediately widened, and these words completely shattered his beautiful imagination of the immortals.

Aren't all immortals supposed to ride the clouds, gallop with their swords, and transcend the world? Aren't all immortals supposed to be eating and drinking, why do they still eat, or even?! Aren't all immortals supposed to be wearing fluttering clothes and wide sleeves? They even smoke dry tobacco and pick their toes?! Aren't all immortals supposed to be non-cannibalistic fireworks, why do they still drink flowers and wine and visit the Qinglou?!

The young man blurted out in an instant, "What kind of bullshit fairy is this, what's the difference between this and us mortals!"

Dong Yu laughed and said: "The so-called immortals are originally human, but they are a little more powerful, and there are a little more bizarre means, you go and look at those spiritual officials and gods in the temple, which one is not human-like, in the final analysis, it is just because of face, immortals are bullshit!"

Fu You hung his head and walked downstairs sickly.

Qin Erniang looked at the shopkeeper who was full of energy when he went upstairs, but when he came downstairs, he was like a chicken, and said in surprise: "What's the matter?"

The young man raised his head slightly, and said listlessly: "Immortals are all bullshit." ”

Qin Erniang immediately slapped the table and scolded with a smile: "The gods are bullshit, and you are also bullshit!"

The young man was startled by the sound of slapping the table, and suddenly thought of something, and nodded very seriously, "Yes, I'm bullshit too!"

After speaking, he turned around and happily ran to the stove room.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

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