After Bai Junqian and his party determined the direction of travel, they set off without a moment's delay.

When they first set out, the sun had not yet risen, but when the sun first rose, the cold rain began to fall.

The rain, dripping, made the already lonely world even colder.

Bai Junqian and his party cast an enchantment around them to keep the sword moving.

After about a few hours, Bai Junqian opened the map in his hand again, and the dozen or so places marked by cinnabar on the map were the cities that they needed to stop and rest on the way to the edge of the sword this time.

However, at this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was accompanied by lightning and thunder, and Bai Junqian's swords had already been affected and had to stop.

Bai Junqian looked at the silver and their reluctant edgewords in the thunder and lightning, and said, "Everyone, now that the lightning and thunder are roaring in the air, let's stop for a while." ”

Hearing this, the group nodded one after another. They spread out in all directions, each looking in one direction.

After a long time, they found the closest place to them - a small town called Chengsang.

The group came to the top of the town, and after some observation, they began to fall.

As soon as he entered the town, he immediately attracted the attention of others, and he had never seen such a scene, so he avoided it.

However, after walking all the way, there were a few children who followed them all the way, but as soon as the Tuyao Immortals attacked them, they immediately dispersed again.

A few people came to a plain-looking inn and removed the rain-proof barrier.

As soon as they were welcomed in by the little guy, the little guy didn't dare to get closer, and hid aside and looked at Bai Junqian and them in fear.

When Bai Junqian saw this scene, he casually ordered some hot tea and some refreshments to relieve some tension.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here you are. The little guy walked between the tables with small steps all the way with the tray, and he was still very nervous in his gestures.

"Are we that scary?" asked Silver.

"This is a town that is almost isolated from the world, and suddenly seeing so many immortal cultivators at one time must think that something is wrong in the town, so they don't necessarily just be afraid of us.......

Before Chang Yuechen's words fell, the shopkeeper standing on the side took the little servant to the back kitchen.

"Hahaha. Shin and Silver couldn't help but laugh.

At the same time, from the door of the inn, a group of people came in, dressed very plainly, two teenagers carrying a large suitcase, and an old man carrying a cloth bag.

After looking around, they found that there was no greeting from the servants, so they found their own seats and sat down, and took out their own dry food and ate with whom.

From time to time, he glanced at Bai Jun and them, but when Bai Jun and them looked at them, they immediately avoided their gaze.

At this time, the flower fairy took off a pair of silk gloves in her hand, and then took out a small package from her sleeve, as soon as she opened it, it was the fragrance of flowers in the hall, she also smelled the package closely, and then in an instant, the fragrance of flowers in the hall became stronger.

And when people smell the fragrance of flowers, their bodies unconsciously relax, and they exhale slowly, and the tension is slowly dissipating.

"What is this?" asked Bai Junqian.

The Flower Micro Immortal put the package away again and replied, "This is the flower incense I have refined, which can make people relax." ”

For a long time, the fragrance of flowers in this hall did not dissipate.

After Bai Junqian and his group relaxed, they began to talk and laugh.

At the same time, the group of people who had just entered put down their bags and began to unfold them, and began to build a small stage in an empty space in the inn.

The people in the inn immediately approached with great interest.

"Today's puppet show has begun!

After all, there are people babbling and singing behind the stage, and there is a small drum and erhu accompaniment, and there is only a puppet in front of the stage.

It is the story of a down-and-out scholar and a demon cultivator.

Bai Junqian was unconsciously attracted by the voice, the demon cultivator woman abandoned evil and followed good for scholars, and the two of them were uncomfortable in life. But later, the war between the immortal cultivator and the demon cultivator broke out, and the two were forced to separate, which is probably such a love story.

It's just that the two were originally separated like this, forming a tragic ending, but at the end of the end, the female horned demon cultivator appeared alone again, singing miserably: "I don't know what I can get, I only hope that the sky will have mercy, and I hope that I will never wake up from a long dream." ”

The puppet show is finished here, but few people understand what the ending sentence means, but the story in front makes people have to sigh.

But after seeing it, the Tu Yao Immortal sneered and said: "How many such things are there in the troubled times, how can a story of a scholar and a demon cultivator be taken out and said, and in the end, what hypocrisy is said, it is really a useless story." ”

Bai Junqian couldn't help but glance at him, his eyes contained boredom.

But Tu Yao still continued: "And how can a normal person like a demon cultivator? A demon cultivator kills people without blinking, and likes to kill, how can he abandon evil and follow good." ”

The puppeteer in the backstage heard the words and walked out of the backstage, a team led by an old man with gray hair.

The old man said eloquently: "It is not as Your Excellency said, although this story is also my hearsay, and it has been changed a lot. But there are also a lot of hidden secrets, such as the scholar actually lost the female demon cultivator in the end. ”

"Lost?" Bai Junqian was stunned.

Chang Yuechen asked, "Isn't it?"

"Anyway, I heard this story in Yingguo a few years ago. The old man said, "It's all more than a thousand years ago, and no one has seen it with their own eyes, it may be a story that someone else came up with, so you don't have to be serious." ”

Hearing this, Lan Huanxi was still disinterested by the ending, and took a sip of tea.

After Bai Junqian saw that the rain outside the inn had become lighter, and there seemed to be no lightning and thunder, he urged the group to go on the road again.

The troupe, dressed in robes, set out again in their carriage, saying that they could not afford to stay at the inn for one night.

A few more hours later, they were still at Edgeworth, but the rain had already stopped.

At this time, it has a beautiful inky blue color.

But after half an hour they arrived at the city marked on the map, and after resting for the night at a random inn in the city, they set out again the next morning.

Parallel to the birds and the white clouds, just go to the next destination.

Looking down on the world from the sky, it is too far away, and those on the ground inevitably seem small, which makes people sigh at the fragility of people.

In the evening of that day, they reached the next city, and in order to be less noticeable, several of them fell to the ancient road outside the city, and then merged into the rushing flow of people, and entered the city together.

By the time the sun had sunset, they had already found an inn to rest.

Bai Junqian looked at the fallen leaves swept by the wind and the birds passing by the sky outside the window, and sighed slightly.

More than a year ago, he met Lingxi and saved Lingxi by chance, which was originally to save him, but he didn't expect Lingxi to become his apprentice again by chance.

And in getting along day after day, Bai Junqian always has many illusions, he and Lingxi seem to have known each other for a long time, once Lingxi is dangerous again, he is difficult to control himself.

Bai Junqian had unconsciously cared more and more about Lingxi, so much so that now that he was away from Lingxi, there seemed to be a hole in his heart that was gradually expanding.

“....... Lingxi, you have to wait for the teacher, and the teacher will definitely find you. ”

Gradually, when the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was nothing to see outside, Bai Junqian rested.

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