Although the walk is fast, but the mountain is not short, and when the young brothers and sisters walk to the foot of the mountain, it is already the night curtain and the bright moon and hidden heron.

At this moment, the mountains are full of fluorescent colors, and the night sky is full of meteors.

The two continued to walk, leaning less, near a flooding mountain lake, on the shore of the lake, there are green bricks and gray tiles of the leisurely courtyard quietly sitting, outside the courtyard planted pear trees, date trees, peach trees, poplar trees, sparrows sleeping peacefully in the nest.

The lake is the crescent moon lake, and the courtyard is a small brick courtyard, which is the residence of the teenager and the girl who left the sect to practice for half a year.

"Woo-" The girl let out a long, lazy yawn,

"Brother, my sister is tired today, so I have to go to bed early. ”

The young man glanced at her, and his tone was like an order,

"Finish spitting out the aura and then go to sleep. ”

"Huh, I still have to cultivate at such a late hour..."

"You girl, since you were a child, you have been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, the ancients ~ how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without a cold bone?"

"Tell me a great truth!" the girl was indignant,

"Doubao doesn't work hard, grief for my brother, every inch of time..."

"Oh, yes, it's okay, I'll fix it, can't I fix it? "The girl can't stand the nagging of her brother like a teacher, and she is unwilling to admit it.

"Wouldn't I just want to take a day off?" The girl grunted in a low voice.

On the ground, the girl inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure standing upright like a crane by the lake, and her whole body was smart, and she was instantly refreshed. In the past six months, every morning when I wake up and take a lunch break and go to bed at night, all I see is my brother's thunderous and stinky face, which makes her often have nightmares and cold sweats.

"I haven't seen outsiders for half a year!"

The girl's cry of joy provoked the young man to look away, just in time to see the man, who was looking sideways at the night view of the Lan Lake.

The son was dressed in a black white crane, holding a winged feather fan, looking at the lake while shaking his wrists.

"It's not from the sect. The young man's eyes locked, and his heart began to be vigilant.

On the other side, the young man of the crane noticed this movement, and immediately turned around, and the silver light was instantly reflected on his eyebrows.

When the girl saw his appearance clearly, her face turned crimson,

"Good.. So handsome.." In an instant, she fell into all kinds of romantic thoughts that accompanied the red dust and turned into butterflies, and she couldn't extricate herself.

The Crane Boy slowly moved towards them, his eyebrows were like a sword cutting the moon, his eyes were like a phoenix, and his face was kind and friendly.

"Who are you?" the hostility in the boy's voice was fleeting, unnoticed by the nymphomaniac girl beside her.

"Li Maocai. He walked lightly, like a crane gentle and elegant, unhurried, and only five feet away from his young brothers and sisters.

"Li Maocai?" The young man did not have any memories of him in his mind.

While the young man was meditating, Li Maocai suddenly said to himself, "What is the mystery of the half-point aspiration of the night ghost in this remote mountain?"

The soft moonlight fell on the girl's crooked eyebrows, and at this moment, a sentence popped up in her empty mind: This person should be in heaven.

"Brother Li Maocai, is he here to practice with us?

The boy suddenly covered the girl's mouth without thinking, and the girl immediately glared at the boy as if complaining.

This scene made Li Maocai a little unbearable, only to see him brush the fan and take the lead in giving it up, and said sincerely:

"Li Maocai, the king of Luo, came from Chang'an, the capital of the Qianlong Emperor. ”

The boy and the girl have never entered the world, and they looked at each other for a while, but fortunately, the young man read poems and sentences in the Zongmen Library Pavilion, and he had not heard of "Chang'an" between the lines, he thought for a moment, and said softly:

"The Qianlong Chang'an you are talking about, but the Chang'an in 'The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day'?"

"That's right, it's Chang'an written by 'Meng Shijiao'. ”

"Then why did you come to my mountain?" the boy remained wary of him.

"Searching for someone. ”

"Looking for whom?"

Li Maocai suddenly focused on his gaze and stopped at the young man silently.

When they looked at each other, he read out the boy's name without changing his face.

"Xiao Nianxi. ”

The young man's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt that this person was dangerous and mysterious.

"What are you looking for me?"

The young man named Xiao Nianxi narrowed his eyes, and the palm behind his back flashed like a thunder snake in the flickering light and darkness.

King Luo moved his steps lightly, looked at the young man, and said calmly:

"Take it into my house, and come into my letter. ”

"You mean you want me to serve you?"

Xiao Nianxi's tone gradually became cold, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

The girl heard the subtle change in her brother's tone, and immediately woke up. Although she has been nagged as a stupid girl by her brother and sister for a long time, she still clearly knows that in her brother's nature, he is always trying his best to resist all the confinement and shackles that are subject to others, not to mention that there are people here who are delusional and intend to impose him.

She nervously twisted the cuffs of the white gauze with her fingers, in her eyes, her brother was like a gentle fierce tiger, harmless to humans and animals, but once the ferocity was revealed, this fierce tiger would become so terrifying that it would be ruthless.

Her fears and fears were still fulfilled,

Only when Li Mao reopened the feather fan, raised his head slightly, and said with a calm expression when the wind was blowing at the bottom of the fan:

That's exactly what it means. ”

A swarthy dark cloud at the right time covered the moonlight, and the night rose and fell instantly, and Zhou Ji was suddenly silent. In the darkness where the five fingers are missing, Xiao Nianxi's expression at this moment cannot be seen clearly.

Silence, or silence. Quiet, unsettling quiet. In the oppressive atmosphere, the young man's long-lost voice finally broke the silence, "Are you serious?"

Feeling the young man's undisguised hostility, Li Maocai's eyes were calm as water, and he replied calmly: "Seriously. ”

"Brother!"

As soon as he spoke, a girl's exclamation was suddenly heard. Immediately after, Li Maocai frowned, and saw a dazzling thunder light rise in front of him, and between the lightning and flint, the sound of thunder and thunder suddenly attacked him.

Seeing that the thunder flashed and came, Li Maocai still danced his fan slightly, still standing in place unhurriedly, slowly and calmly, without any intention of resisting.

In an instant, the thunder light illuminated Li Maocai's face and struck his side, and in a flash, it pulled up a surging wind, tearing Li Maocai's crane into a hunting sound. The lightning bolt then stopped violently, and in an instant it turned into a figure and disappeared into the darkness.

The moonlight plucked out of the dissipating clouds and shrouded the crescent lake again.

The dust leaves fall to the ground, and the moon reappears.

Li Maocai's clothes hung down calmly, and he calmly combed the messy feather carving feathers on his fan.

Then, he looked away at the young man behind him.

With a snort, Xiao Nianxi grabbed the letterhead that Li Maocai flew over with his two fingers.

"What is this?" he asked, confused.

"Master Ling's letter. ”

Could it be that Li Maocai's coming has something to do with his master? Xiao Nianxi opened the letterhead in disbelief, spread out the letter, and saw that the handwriting on it was strong through the back of the paper, and the pen and ink were filled with a vast familiar breath, and he was convinced that this letter was really from the hand of the master.

The girl didn't know what her brother was looking at, so she tilted her head, and suddenly saw Li Maocai's gaze move, she hurriedly turned her eyes away, and her chest thumped and the deer collided.

It's just that this casual glance broke King Luo's calm state of mind for a while.