The wind blows the treetops, and the branches sway.

There was no young man in the woods, but the old monk was still staring at the direction of Xiao Feng's departure, with a confused expression, "What's going on......?

Seeing that the old monk muttered for a long time and still didn't mean to return to his senses, the Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword took two steps to the old monk's side and bumped his shoulder, "Hey, old bald donkey, what are the gods talking about?"

"I was depressed. The old monk casually pulled down the knife of the Sixteen Emperors, and his head did not turn.

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword was not annoyed, but smiled, "Okay, old bald donkey, don't pretend, Lao Tzu has a very good memory." Say, how are you going to die, or Lao Tzu will give you a good time for the sake of these years of friendship. ”

The old monk turned his head in astonishment, "What?"

The Sixteenth Emperor kicked over, "Damn, I still pretend to Lao Tzu, I'm still addicted to playing with Lao Tzu at two ends for three days, I'm really stupid, right?" ”

The old monk suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly stepped to the side, "Hey, what's the matter with you...... Silly big man, if you have something to say, don't do it, don't do it!"

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword fell short with one foot, and kicked it over a few times, "Say what, let Lao Tzu beat him first." ”

The old monk avoided again, "No, you...... It's good, why is the anger so big, meditate, do you understand......"

"Calm your mother's heart!" The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword picked up a dry branch from the ground casually, and without saying a word, he drew it towards the old monk, bringing the big box behind him to rattle, "You old boy is still pretending to be stupid, right?"

The old monk hurriedly dodged away.

"Smack!"

The branch happened to be drawn on a large tree next to the old monk.

The trunk immediately recessed.

The old monk glanced at the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but jump his eyelids, so ruthless?

"Let Lao Tzu send the invitation? Obviously, let Lao Tzu be the first bird...... Hehe, it's quite clever, it's obvious to the little guy that it's Lao Tzu's ghost, right? Calculate Lao Tzu's calculations, it's just so clumsy, and dare to do it in front of Lao Tzu? Can you stand it...... "The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword scolded and scolded, and chased after him when he raised his feet.

There was a rush of chickens and dogs jumping in the woods.

An hour later, the two old fellows stopped in embarrassment, holding on to the tree and panting.

The trunks of the trees around the two of them were one on the left and one on the right, and the branches were scattered.

The old monk gave a few strokes to the branch because of his weak heart, and the monk's robe on his body was almost stripped, and he hid behind a big tree and probed his brain, "You...... Silly big man, you listen to the old man first, the old man is forced to do so......"

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword was very uncomfortable by the box behind his back, and he swallowed his saliva with his hands on his knees, and said, "Okay...... You said...... Then you say, finish...... Lao Tzu fights again. ”

"Old man...... What should you see about that little guy, do you think you and I can do anything about him here?" The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, "Whoever makes a move is a lose-lose situation, what else is the old man trying to try, and he doesn't plan to meet each other in battle?"

"Then why don't you make it clear to Lao Tzu?" The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword raised his hand and wanted to pull it over again, but the box behind him was too heavy, and he really didn't have the strength, so he only stared and said.

"What virtues do you have that you don't know yourself?" Seeing that the stupid big man was estimated to be slow, the old monk took two deep breaths, and immediately regained his calm and calm appearance, "Why do you think that little guy didn't pull out the old man before? Speaking of this, the old monk was a little depressed, and he didn't do anything, the little guy was so wary of where he came from.

"If you tell you, the result will only be worse, now there is still a share of incense, if the old man told you, that little guy is very ghostly, with your silly appearance, you can see at a glance that you and I are colluding, plus...... You should also see that the little guy should have something wrong with his body now, and if he doesn't understand what I'm waiting for, he will naturally think in the worst direction...... Hey, maybe even tore his face with me directly, and even ignored the previous incense. The old monk said bitterly, "Smart people have this problem, and they are really forced to do their part, how can there be any gentleman who is not a gentleman, they would rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let go of one." How dare the old man tell you that he is the same as you?"

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword gradually frowned, feeling that it made sense, but he felt that something was wrong.

The old monk said to himself: "The medicine on the invitation card is even more exquisite." You think the method of applying medicine on the invitation card is inferior, but what the old man wants is this inferiority, the old man has encountered the medicine with the little guy before, he knows that the medicine will not hurt his life, these just explain the intention and attitude of the little guy, so he will not dodge or dodge, but also slap you hard. To put it bluntly, I just don't want to entangle with us. ”

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword was stunned, "So that little guy did it on purpose?"

"Well, what else?" the old monk nodded, "Let's just say that you don't use your brain, you don't even know that things have been taken by others, you have lived for more than a thousand years in vain, and the old man can't understand it, how did you live so completely until now?"

"Get out, old bald donkey, if it weren't for your good brain, Lao Tzu would have made you calculate so many times, and you would have chopped it up earlier. The sword sixteen emperors and a branch were drawn again.

The old monk hurriedly avoided it, "Hey, how can you say that you can do it......" Seeing that the burly man was about to smoke again, he quickly changed his breath, "Don't do it yet, I haven't finished talking yet, that little guy should have set up a game before, but I don't know why I have to delay time in Zhenjiang County, and you have been scaring away a lot of people with him." Originally, the old man didn't think anything, who knew that this would be a favor for the little guy, and he took this opportunity to pay it back. The old monk looked pained, "I shouldn't have tried it if I knew it, I didn't try anything, and I lost a lot of incense in vain, and I lost a lot of ......."

"Oh, I see. The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword was in no mood to pay attention to the old monk's self-pity, poked the old monk with a branch, and said curiously: "Then what did you play on that little guy? Why doesn't it seem that there is no change?"

"Enlightenment. The old monk replied sullenly, and muttered, "Even a mortal body should have signs, and he has nothing to do." Could it be that the medicine was dispensed incorrectly? No, no, such a low-grade medicine would have been made 1,800 years ago, and it could still be wrong......

"Oh?" The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword was also surprised, "It's really Qiling, but he's not a dead man, why didn't he react? Could it be that there is any physique that can hide the heavenly secrets, or that little guy has a seal in his body or something?"

"I don't know, don't ask the old man. The old monk said depressedly.

The Sixteenth Emperor of the Sword really didn't ask this question anymore, mainly because he really didn't care much about the ascension, "Then that little guy said you understand, what do you understand?"

"What else can you understand, insinuating, warning us to try to be as little nonsense as possible and to clear up the relationship with us by the way. The old monk raised the invitation card in his hand again, and seemed to be even more depressed.

.......

Deeper in the woods, the young man in white lay on his back on the branch of a big tree and took a leisurely nap, as if he didn't notice the passage of time.

Beside me, I don't know when a lot of birds and finches have gathered, chirping, but they are not afraid of people at all.

Unconsciously, the sun turned westward, and the golden sunset light passed through the branches, and the wisps fell on the young man's pale and immature face.

The boy woke up slowly, turned his head and saw a group of birds gathered beside him, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The smile is complicated.

Stretching slightly, the young man looked up at the brilliant sunset on the half-sunken West Mountain, and smiled again.

Rejoice, but the sunset is picturesque.

Immediately, the white shadow flickered.

There was no more boy to be seen in the woods.