It's just that Guo Xu has a heart, but this sword poet doesn't listen to things outside the window, and just enjoys the scenery of this plum garden, and he is brewing an article about the world.

Unconsciously, Guo Xu's eyes returned to this open-mouthed black man, he was not very old, but he really couldn't say the word boy, just in this garden, he was a person who watched the top.

Guo Xu quietly shook it in his sleeve, but the plum blossom woman hurriedly grabbed her arm and shook her head solemnly.

The black man naturally took these small actions into his eyes, but Guo Xu didn't dare to make a move in the end, and Heiwa was too lazy to care.

Heiwa has always been like this, the grievances are clear, if I don't stop me, everything will be stopped, and if you provoke me, you will have to pay the price that Heiwa wants him to pay.

As for this guy in his hand, he once had murderous intentions against Shan Shuang, Li San could let him go, but he was a black baby, and he had already been accused of being a mortal enemy.

For mortal enemies, Heiwa will never give a second choice.

Carrying the corpse, Heiwa didn't plan to hand it over to Mei Huayuanzi like this. The poet offered his sword and prepared to leave.

Seeing that there was no way to escape the catastrophe, the corpse trembled suddenly, and there was actually a soul that rushed out, and went towards the Plum Blossom Sect Master Guo Xu.

However, Heiwa has been waiting for a long time. A shrill hiss like metal cutting, and if you listen closely, it was actually a presumptuous laugh.

An illusory shadow grasped the fleeing soul and swallowed it in one gulp.

Guo Xu's face turned pale for a while, and he was solemn, "Ghost Dao! Yuxi Mountain, Douxing Pavilion, if it is really a big fist, it is reasonable, are you not afraid of committing the wrath of the people in Youzhou?"

In the world, there are strange mountains and rivers, lonely graves and wild ghosts, but they can be alone in the secluded continent, there are spirits, but the ghost road is not allowed to exist.

The poet frowned, but after all, there were no words, which made the corners of Guo Xu's eyes jump.

As soon as Heiwa beckoned, the ghost thing with seven or eight faces shook its head and tail, and even looked at Mei Huayuanzi, but it was greedy.

Even the woman is also like a great enemy, the landscape is strange, and the emphasis is on a strange word. But the ghost thing, but in a trick, is the most difficult.

The so-called small ghosts are difficult, and the big ghosts are needless to say.

Especially this obscure ghost thing that dares to appear in the blue sky and daytime, it must be angry.

Heiwa patted the ghost's little head, turned around and got on the flying sword, and the ghost had to retract his greedy gaze.

The two of them went away with their swords, but the needles could be heard in the plum garden.

As the housekeeper, his head was taken away like this, and his soul was destroyed, if it was spread out, Mei Huayuanzi would no longer want to call himself a big man.

Guo Xu's eyes swept over the garden, and said gloomily, "Today's matter, who dares to leak the slightest rumor, the rules are unforgiving." ”

For a while, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Mei Huayuan was able to establish a sect, in addition to this plum blossom woman, the strict door rules are also terrifying.

In the eyes of outsiders, this cold plum all over the mountains is a beautiful scenery in the world that must be seen, but for the people in this garden, it is a pair of eyes that monitor the whole sect.

There is no difference between plum blossoms and people, in the garden.

When everyone retreated, Guo Xu found this plum blossom lady alone, and the purpose was naturally clear, and he came for the ghost road.

If it is made public, it is indispensable to make remarks about the boiling of Yuxi Yantai, and killing people with a knife can be described as Guo Xu's specialty.

Mrs. Plum just shook her head and said, "If this matter is stopped, you should endure it." ”

Guo Xu suddenly frowned deeper, and his wife naturally knew what he was thinking, and the person next to him was not a good stubble.

"Eight sects destroyed three sects, and three major sects were destroyed. If you really want to rank, there is indeed a place for my plum garden. ”

Mrs. Plum Blossom muttered to herself, but what she said was something in someone's heart, "If I take the lead in Mei Huayuanzi, and all the sects are in tune, I can overthrow the Douxing Pavilion, and I can indeed get the blessed land of the cave and complete the last link of the eight sects of Youzhou." ”

Guo Xu's face struggled more, and rarely in front of his wife, he showed a fierce look.

Mrs. Plum Blossom sighed softly, "It's just that the secluded continent can't tolerate ghosts, and she doesn't like spirits." Mei Huayuanzi couldn't have done this with me. Therefore, the husband supported the outsiders and was ready to give it a go. ”

Guo Xu's face changed drastically, he was flustered, and hurriedly said, "Madam, don't think nonsense, I support the dark department and recruit worship, just to strengthen the sect." I hope that Mrs. will not listen to the slander of others. ”

Mrs. Plum Blossom stared at the man who had accompanied her for decades, and was quite disappointed in her heart, "To strengthen the sect, you also need to set up a great array of trapped gods in the Plum Blossom Village? ”

Guo Xu wanted to say something, but Mrs. Plum Blossom interrupted him.

"There is no need to depict it darker and darker, husband and wife, it is shameful to talk about it. Although the position of the Eight Sects is good, it is not a wise move for the Husband to take the Douxing Pavilion as an enemy. Yuxi Yantai, even the holy land of the Temple of Heaven, may not be able to suppress it. That black man is not an ordinary person, and if he provokes it, he will be in trouble. ”

sighed, Mrs. Meihua didn't stay here for long, and when she went out, she still said again, "I'm not the fruit spirit who doesn't know the world, I'm Hanmei, Hanmei won't bend her waist, and your husband must keep it in mind." I have this plum garden, and my life is enough. ”

Ten thousand trees are frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.

Guo Xu stood in place, looking at the figure of Mrs. Plum Blossom for a long, long time. In the change of face, no one can guess those thoughts.

Mrs. Plum Blossom is right, and there is something wrong. The right thing is the Great Array of Sleepy Gods, and the wrong thing is that it is his bet, not those who worship the monks.

The story told by Mr. was finally scattered in the land of Youzhou intentionally or unintentionally.

Although it is just a few book stories, it has its own power.

returned to Yuxi Mountain, went to the foot of the jade tree, where did Yang Wenyun observe the poems, but he was so good at kung fu, and the illusory figure was a little more condensed.

Maybe he saw Heiwa's doubts, so he took the initiative to say, "I missed some rumors, but I have to break through after all." ”

Heiwa was alert, "Just your projection, how many punches can you block, how many swords can you catch?"

Yang Wenyun laughed, "I can't block a punch, I can't catch a sword." It's not my turn to do the fighting, I'll just escort you through. ”

Heiwa couldn't help frowning and asked, "Is he really that strong?"

Yang Wenyun cracked his mouth, and his expression was flying, "In terms of learning, he is not as good as me." When it comes to fighting, ten of me is no match for him. ”

Even though Yang Wenyun praised his possible future competitors, Heiwa was still in high spirits and asked, "What about me?"

Yang Wenyun suddenly coughed lightly twice, "A true gentleman who doesn't say anything, when you see it yourself, you will naturally know what it looks like." ”

Heiwa snorted lightly, and didn't ask, but set her eyes on the somewhat thin woman under the jade tree.

The beautiful jade tree, some black mist is shrouded, like maggots attached to the body, and it can't be driven away.

A trace of blood stained the white fairy robe, and the temperament of the fairy was mostly weak.

If it were the rest of the people, they would have some pity for this fairy. Out of this Yuxi Mountain, it is sought after by countless people.

It's a pity that there are three people present, one is not interested, one is interested, and the other is a cold bystander.

The ghost thing didn't know when it ran out, and he glanced at the huge jade tree in front of him with some fear, and beckoned, and those black mist were sucked into his stomach by him, but he had just tasted the real deliciousness, and these remnants of spiritual consciousness were really not very refreshing.

I wanted to be more greedy for the fairy soul unconsciously, but as soon as the thought came to me, it was a pain from the depths of the soul, and for a while, the fog turned into ghosts continued to tear and almost collapsed.

Fortunately, Yang Wenyun mentioned that if this guy is used properly, he will still have some use, and I am afraid that he will disappear directly under this jade tree.

Heiwa glanced at the half-dead, weaker ghost creature that was more than several times weaker, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes, "This is the first and last time." I can bring you out, or I can make you feel like you're going to die. ”

The ghost creature hissed again and again, and when he saw that the jade tree was also shaking, he was even more afraid, curled up to the side, motionless.

Without the entanglement of the black mist, Xu Yushu's breath quickly stabilized, and he was able to get up in a short time, bow to the black baby, and take out the copper coin in his hand.

It was a very ordinary official copper coin, but it almost cost her half her life.

Heiwa put away the copper coin and asked with a smile, "Actually, Old Man Yang wants to take you with him, and he has nothing to do with me." is to accept you as a handmaid, not to talk about benefits, but there is no harm. But I deliberately threw the copper coin away to make you suffer this trip, do you know why?"

Seeing that Xu Yushu was deep in thought, Heiwa said again, "Don't think about any tests, or any rules outside the sky, let alone help you adapt in advance, my Heiwa is not so kind." The reason why I am like this, quite simply, is for revenge. ”

"Revenge?"

Xu Yushu looked stunned, she thought of many reasons, but she didn't think of this. Don't say it's unexpected, even if you think of it, it doesn't make sense.

Since the two met, there never seemed to be any contradictions.

Instead, Sect Master Xu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Yushu!"

Xu Yushu woke up and hurriedly bowed down, "If Yushu has a presumptuous conflict, I hope the son will forgive me." ”

Heiwa waved her hand and said, "You don't have to apologize to me, you have never offended me, and even if you have, my Heiwa is not so stingy as to be angry with you." ”

These words, but Yushu was even more confused, it was Xu Jianxian, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was surrounded by the black baby.

Only Yang Wenyun, who was observing the poems, raised his head, couldn't look at it anymore, coughed lightly, and said, "Yushu, if you have the opportunity in the future, you will hand two teas to Shan Gongzi and pay a loss." ”

Xu Yushu suddenly woke up, and smiled bitterly in his heart for a while, it was for single and double.

In this regard, what Heiwa said was not bad, before she went on stage to tell the story, she really didn't take the mud-legged scholar who brought tea and water in her eyes.

As for the future, it is also because of the special identity of the Wenge lineage. If you really want to face it, or say respect, there is absolutely nothing.

Heiwa didn't like it, and her gaze at Yang Wenyun was not good.

Yang Wenyun could only follow with a wry smile, "The little girl has already suffered, not to mention that she is also a big mistake, why bully such a girl?"

As he spoke, he winked at Xu Yushu secretly, Xu Yushu hurriedly got up and said, "If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely apologize to Shan Gongzi." ”

Heiwa snorted lightly, waved her hand and said, "That's it! I don't need you to apologize in person, so he won't have to talk to me for a long time." ”

After speaking, Heiwa crossed the Yushu and entered the depths of Yantai. The ghost creature hurriedly followed, and without adding anything, how could his badly injured body hold on to the outer heavens?

After just walking a few steps, Heiwa still turned around and said to Xu Jianxian, "Send some capable people to Dilonggou to take a look, if some people don't have long eyes, don't leave them alive." If this is done, even if it is a favor I owe. ”

Xu Jianxian's expression suddenly became wonderful and looked at Yang Wenyun.

The corners of Yang Wenyun's mouth twitched, "Look at what I do, it will never be me who will make decisions in the future." ”

Xu Jianxian was excited for a while, and hurriedly took the sword away. Fortunately, I remembered Xu Yushu halfway, and Yujian came back to pick it up.

Yang Wenyun sighed lightly, and sank into the poems again, and here, he saw another sentence.

A few days with the wind in the North Sea, back from the Yangtze River.

Just talking about the artistic conception, that's also very good.

The snow does not stop, and the wind seems to meet the snow.

The gentleman is gone, but the learning can't stop, and the fist can't be lazy.

Every day, Shan Shuang still goes to the inn to tell stories, tell some stories in books, or maybe the real things in the world.

Of course, my favorite thing to talk about is the storyteller who smiles like a warm sun and Confucianism like a spring breeze.

The inn business is not as good as before, and without those big customers who spend a lot of money, it is impossible to say that there is no profit. Fortunately, the inn is not famous, and there is a unique business of storytelling, and the business is not deserted.

The daily drink money is not much, but it can also earn peace of mind. It's just that there is no Mr. Bookkeeper, Lu Fatzi is a little anxious, and he can't find a replacement for a while, so he finds an errand for Shan Shuang again.

As a result, Shan Shuang, who has always been poor and white, has some color.

At least, there was one more thing in the courtyard, a piggy bank.

Shan and Shuang like to save words, and it is safe to save, so saving money is the greatest pursuit in the world.

In addition, Shan Shuang also likes to go to Donkey Mountain to practice boxing. It's just that today's Donkey Mountain, like the Five Fingers Mountain in the book, is so high and steep that ordinary people are afraid that they can't go up.

After practicing boxing every day, I looked at the foot of the donkey mountain, talking about some trivial things, trivial and trivial, and I don't know if the bookkeeper below can hear it.

If you can hear it, is it like a black baby, feeling verbose.

But sometimes when I talk about it, I can't stop even the single and double, and more often, I just go to my mother-in-law to chat.

I don't know if my mother-in-law has been nagging herself these days.

Come to think of it, no. When my mother-in-law was alive, she liked to listen to Shan Shuang's speech, that laugh, that happy, even Mr. couldn't compare.

In this winter, there are mostly smiling faces.

Maybe it's storytelling, and the villagers think that there is an extra scholar in the town.

Some peasant households who had no money persuaded them to open a night school. It is still the yard of Mr. Ledger, and Mr. has already transferred it to the name of Shan Shuang.

Shan Shuang knows that he has no knowledge, but the people who teach are just some ignorant children. Although not everyone is a genius like Lu Baiming, fortunately, they are down-to-earth, and there are two more serious ones.

Reading words and poems every day, although it is repeated over and over again, it is always stable.

Children's thirst for knowledge is the greatest joy in this winter.

This winter is a bit surprisingly fast, in the memory of Shan Shuang, every winter seems to be so difficult, in order to plant some yellow-skinned potatoes next year, Shan and Shuang always have to be hungry for so many days.

Only this year, it seems that it is so inadvertent, and the cold is gone.

When Chinese New Year's Eve came, Shan Shuang also bought some fresh meat and fried two side dishes. Carrying the basket, I went to Donkey Mountain.

At the foot of Donkey Mountain, he secretly set up a tent.

The tent is not big, but a few trees are covered with a few camphor leaves, not to mention shelter from the wind and rain, and it is always good to have a free seat once in a while.

Shan Shuang brought dishes and chopsticks, one for the bookkeeper, one for the teacher, and one for the mother-in-law who was not far away.

Without waiting for the chopsticks to move single and double, someone said behind him, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant." The craftsmanship is good. ”

Turning around, it turned out to be an old man chopping wood with a donkey.

Shan Shuang got up and said, "Uncle, this donkey mountain can't catch firewood." ”

The old man was also very interesting, and sat in the tent without any politeness, "Who said that if you carry a firewood knife, you must chop firewood?"

As he spoke, he picked up the bookkeeper's bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

Shan Shuang was consciously reasonable, and was about to put down the bowl, when he heard the old man say, "Eat! Don't care about this unproductive little cub, if you don't pay attention, you will run around and be crushed underneath, you really deserve it." ”

Singles and doubles were even more restless, and after a few hesitations, they still picked up the dishes and chopsticks, but they didn't eat much.

The old man has the style of a black baby, which is swept and appetizing.

After eating, the old man patted his stomach and wanted to get up and salute, but the old man held him down with one hand and said, "What you see today is really an old man chopping wood." ”

Shan Shuang could only sit back, but his upright body remained unchanged.

The old man said a little helplessly, "It's just Jingyi, I can teach a disciple like you." ”

Shan Shuang's eyes were slightly red, and the old man could only pat his little shoulder and said with a smile, "Have you ever drunk?"

shook his head, but the old man still took out a yellowed oily gourd, took a sip of it, and threw it into his hands.

Seeing that Shan Shuang didn't move, he said, "What's the matter?

Shan Shuang hurriedly took a sip, but he was unbearable without a drop of wine, and the cough that he hadn't seen for a long time was sudden.

Retrieving the gourd, the old man drank it by himself, and when the old man turned his head, Shan Shuang was already drunk like mud.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "It's just you, dare to suffocate my iron flower burning knife." Only you are willing to let you take a suffocation. ”

After speaking, he slapped the mountain stone fiercely and scolded, "When do you want to see it?"

Mr. Bookkeeper reluctantly floated out and said, "Teacher!"

Old Bo Duo was angry and threw a jade plaque to Mr., "I still have the face to call me teacher, keep the things, and throw them away, but no one will help you pick them up." ”

The gentleman's eyes were red, and he held the jade plate firmly in his hand for a long time, and he just said, "Senior brother!"

The old man took another sip of old wine, looked up to the sky and sighed softly, "It's really a burning knife!"