The Hulukou River is full of devastation and mourning, the shipwreck breaks the river, the arrows are in the sky, the overwhelming symphony of guns and swords, the thunder of horses, and the cries of adults and children, the miserable heaven and earth, the water of the river is like igniting the ghost fire, and the heaven and the earth change color.

The ghost fire is faint, and there are countless black shadows floating without an owner, they wander aimlessly between the wreckage and the dark fire, and float back along the road like a walking corpse, all the wandering souls of the river are like this, seeing this scene Bai Yun tacitly but his bones are cold and his hair stands up, biting his lips tightly and his hands are trembling, this is what the world calls wandering ghosts?

Among the 300,000 lonely souls and wild ghosts, suddenly a fierce shadow turned her head, her eyes were split, two terrifying blood marks flowed out from under her eyelids, and the flesh and blood on her face were blurred, this sudden action of the fierce shadow aroused the curiosity of other souls on the river, and hundreds of thousands of black shadows hidden in the ghostly fire and darkness cast their eyes one after another.

The creepy wolf howl on the Hulukou River came to an abrupt end, and the 300,000 ownerless souls suddenly froze, staring at the young man standing on the shore in amazement, as if they were surprised that this young man could actually see them.

One person and 300,000 souls across the river.

After an instant, these ownerless wandering spirits, who were floating and helpless, almost filling the mouth of the gourd, wept silently, and their bodies were like fallen leaves, floating towards the young man standing on the shore of the rocky reef.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yun was surprisingly not the slightest bit shocked, in the deepest part of his heart, he felt in a trance that these 300,000 dead souls were not malicious, he only heard these dead souls who had been floating and sinking in the cold and icy river for hundreds of years begging him to help.

The wind was raging, and just as the 300,000 souls of the ant seawall collapsed in front of them, a verdant grapefruit leaf swept through the eyes of the white clouds in time.

Bai Yun opened his eyes suddenly, and on the river surface of Hulukou, the waves were surging and the sand was washed, and there was only the sound of the waves crashing against the reef on the river surface, and there was no tragic scene of ghosts crying wolves everywhere in ruins.

"Boy, you want to die. The fairy wind is arrogant, and the fortune teller who is not inferior to the Taoist ancestor said.

Bai Yun turned his head in a daze, could it be that the night walk of ten thousand ghosts he saw just now was also an illusion?

"You know it's a nocturnal journey, and you still take it so seriously, you want to be a ghost too?" quipped, a fortune teller with the power of an unpredictable prophet and a fortune teller with the demeanor of an immortal.

Bai Yun looked dazed and asked, "What you saw just now is not a fantasy?"

The fortune teller inserted the flag into the rocky reef, and the shore of the gourd's mouth rocky reef was like a dragon crossing the river, and a foamy white ripple of fish belly gushed from the bottom of the river.

The fortune teller stroked the long beard of the goat, and said with a flat face: "What am I going to do if it is an illusion?"

Regarding the deeds of this fortune teller, Bai Yun has also heard a little about it after entering the Jiangnan territory, and the word Gongsun on the banner is his surname. As the saying goes, he once escaped in Xiangyang City for ten years, and heard that it was to suppress the souls of Xiangyang City who were in the war between the Liang and Song dynasties.

Some Xiangyang Xingdou people who didn't know his origin all called him Gongsun Banxian, but this title was not to ridicule him

The half-hung skill is swaying, because he is really like a god like a god, but the expected things are either eight or nine or ten, or the result is diametrically opposite, in this regard, he said that this blessing and misfortune depend on the destiny of heaven, and the heavenly machine should not be leaked too much, so he is only willing to tell the truth fifty percent of the facts, whether it is true or not is left to fate.

The fortune teller in front of him is the same as those who are outside the world, one is not for the people who have a lot of money to ask for wealth and safety, and the other is not for the officialdom to divinate the career, usually never easy to open his mouth to tell fortunes for others, even if thousands of dollars hit him on the head, he is also scorned, and those who can get half of his words are all desolate life experience or people who are at the end of the road.

Bai Yun recalled the hexagram he calculated for himself, as well as the various kinds of forests that happened on the Muru Temple, this fortune teller had a kind of meaning of hanging the pot to help the world, and couldn't help but secretly admire, such a scattered immortal character who does not solve disasters for the common people for fame and fortune really has the demeanor of a fairy.

"Seniors are here to suppress these 300,000 ownerless souls?" Bai Yun asked curiously.

The fortune teller's palm touched the wooden pole of the flag, his long beard fluttered in the wind, and he shook his head and said, "Definitely." ”

This scattered immortal who solved the disaster for Xiangyang City didn't come for 300,000 unjust souls?

Bai Yun was stunned, not knowing whether to be silent or ask to the end.

Who knew that the fortune teller who did not play cards according to common sense said in a deep voice: "It is easy to break the thief in the broken mountain, and it is difficult to break the thief in the heart, and the reason why the 300,000 unjust souls are stubborn is because of the deep resentment in life, the reason why I came here is to extradite these ownerless souls to let go of their obsession and go to reincarnation, how can I suppress it?"

Bai Yun suddenly realized, smiled and touched the back of his head, this Mr. Gongsun deliberately chewed the words and led him around a big circle.

The mouth of the gourd is full of dangers, and the tragic phenomenon of the night walk of the ghosts of the right people continues to emerge in front of the eyes of the white clouds, and the hands involuntarily clench the gods, and he is especially difficult to forget the pair of helpless eyes, which seem to be across the river but are actually hundreds of years away, and he can only look at the boundless misery and be powerless.

Bai Yun turned around a little tiredly, looked at the sitting Buddha under the silver glow, and said with a mixture of loss: "Muru Temple spent a lot of money to build this sitting Buddha, but it still can't calm the 300,000 unjust souls in the gourd mouth. ”

Bai Yun paused and continued, "Is the senior really confident?"

The fortune teller smiled frankly, his clothes fluttered gently in the wind, like a sheng flag swinging at the mouth of the gourd port, he bent down to pick up a reef on the shore, and threw it to the river with a raised hand, splashing countless water ripples: "I don't know." ”

Bai Yun looked back at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller's eyes were like a gurgling stream: "It took me ten years to dissolve the resentment of maggots in Xiangyang City, and the souls who died tragically in Xiangyang City finally rested." ”

The fortune teller, whose eyes became a little craggy, said: "No one can avoid the truth that the rivers and lakes are ups and downs, and no one can avoid the truth of borrowing and repaying, besides, I borrowed the mandate of heaven from the lord of heaven, and there are really too many leaked heavenly opportunities, how dare I repay this debt without hard work." ”

The fortune teller looked at the surging river again and smiled

He said: "To tell you the truth, I really don't know much, but if it doesn't work for ten years, then twenty years, if it doesn't work for twenty years, then thirty years, someone has to lead them to death, right?"

Bai Yun was stunned, with mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly felt that in fact, this river and lake was not as unbearable as he saw.

"Can you help me calculate another hexagram?" Bai Yun suddenly asked.

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, and after carefully looking at the white clouds from top to bottom, he nodded unprecedentedly.

"Can I become the number one in the world?" Bai Yun asked resolutely.

The fortune teller pinched his fingers, shook his head and said, "I don't count this if I say it." ”

Bai Yun laughed and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

The young figure with the wooden sword gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving the fortune teller surnamed Gongsun with a single name and a dragon character, looking at the undulating gourd mouth in a daze.

At noon on the second day.

Bai Yun still didn't see the figure of the middle-aged man who tied his ball hair in a bun.

Before parting, the law fool who loves to raise flowers and plants gave Baiyun a small cloth bag seed, he said that Baiyun came to Jiangnan at a bad time, missed the season of a hundred flowers, this is the seed of the best blooming flowers on Muru Mountain, let Baiyun be planted on Jixia Mountain, and wait until the spring of the next year to see the beautiful scenery of a hundred flowers blooming in the south of the Yangtze River.

Rizhao headed, after saying goodbye to the monk Huiping, Baiyun went against the Yangtze River, returned along the old road to the south of the Yangtze River, and when he arrived at the outskirts of Yangzhou, Baiyun stopped for a moment on the bank of the Yangtze River that did not pass away from the water, recalling the situation when the fisherman tasted the Yangtze River stew three fresh at the riverside, he suddenly became hungry for this, if Dou Changan was next to him at this time, he would definitely pull him to drink a good time.

His thoughts drifted away from this thought, but suddenly Bai Yun felt a burst of qi behind him, and he was surprised for a while, thinking that it was Dou Changan who was coming, so he hurriedly turned around and looked.

In front of him was a man in black who was full of the aura of a vulture, in addition to the eye-catching black clothes on his body, the tattoo of the Son of Heaven on the man's wrist was like a rolling thunder thunder crashing down on the top of Baiyun's head.

Bai Yun also came out of his mind in an instant, and his qi rose sharply, but it was undoubtedly nothing compared to the qi of the man in black.

The man in black remained silent, and the gray hair sprinkled on his shawl was like thousands of tentacles dancing, and when Bai Yun saw his face clearly, he suddenly became sluggish like a stake, and Bai Yun's mind immediately appeared with the face that made him have mixed tastes.

"Hand over the Ice Soul. The man in black said calmly, not angry but mighty.

Baiyun didn't answer, like a lump of wood motionless.

The man in black is not the master who likes to waste his tongue, and with a clench of his hands out of thin air, the whole body of Bai Yun floated out like a floating cloud, and flew violently towards the man with a strong yin vulture breath.

Bai Yun tried his best to resist, but he was obviously powerless, no matter how he resisted, he couldn't break free from the palm of the man in black, Bai Yun knew that the man in black in front of him was the same as the Confucian saint in white, he was a master of the Tiangang realm, even if he entered the upper realm, in front of them it was just dust raised by waving his sleeves.

The man in black in front of him made Bai Yun almost able to determine a name.

Mu Changsheng.

Suddenly, a red robe flashed in front of Bai Yun.

"Peaches, get out of the way. The man in black suddenly stopped his movements and said.

Bai Yun staggered to the ground, a throbbing pain in his chest.

"Dad, the power of the Ice Soul is already parasitic in his body, and you can't get it. The woman in red with her lips like Danxia desperately wanted to stand in front of Bai Yun.

The man in black let out a faint sigh, inserted his hands into his cuffs, glanced at the fallen white cloud, and then at the woman in red who he regarded as a pearl, and her expression was as black as Xuan Tie: "I know." ”

"Dad, let him go. "The faint green light grows secretly in the sleeve of the woman in red.

The man in black clearly noticed the erection of the woman in red, and after suddenly realizing it, he smiled warmly, scratched his gray sideburns, waved his hand and said, "The woman is not staying." ”

"Daddy. The woman in red pursed her mouth, and the green light in her sleeves dimmed for a moment.

"That's it. ”

The man in black's eyes flickered, which was diametrically opposed to Shicai's cold aura, and after taking one more look at the white clouds, he turned around and swept away.

After the woman in red looked down at Bai Yun, her eyes softened a little, but her tone was still angry: "Don't let Miss Ben see you next time." ”

In a moment, the man with the cold smell of the vulture and the touch of red clothes disappeared without a trace, and Bai Yun sat up with difficulty, panting like a cow, gasping for air, and wiping all the beads of sweat the size of a soybean from his forehead.

The water of the Yangtze River is rolling through, Bai Yun bows his head and concentrates as if his soul is out of his body, Mu Zhitao looks like he is pouring out of a mold with Mu Changsheng, but the gods are still helpless, not to mention that he is middle-aged, the man in black has already been swallowed up by the vicissitudes of life, but why does he have an eerie vulture aura flowing on his body?

Bai Yun looked sideways at the rushing river, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, could it be that he was really Mu Changsheng who terrified all the major sects? In Bai Yun's opinion, this encounter was more like a farce, the ruthless and vicious Heavenly Dragon Society Great Devil was obviously coming for the Ice Soul, but since he couldn't get the Ice Soul, why would he let himself go? Could it really be because of the woman in red who was regarded by him as a pearl, that painless words?

Bai Yun, who was sitting alone by the river, suddenly heard someone laughing behind him, and he bounced up like a frightened bird, and then turned around to look at it, and his heart was full of joy.

The middle-aged man laughing behind him, wearing a bun of balls that ran counter to the trend of the rivers and lakes, stood tall on a reef that was washed up by the torrent to the river, weighing a piece of gravel that he picked up casually.

"Dou senior. Bai Yun's eyebrows stretched, and he couldn't hide his joy.

This uninhibited and uninhibited sword god who was called Dou Xian'er by the rivers and lakes jumped off the reef with a slight shake, still laughing in a mess.

Bai Yun was very puzzled, but he didn't ask, he originally thought that he would not have the opportunity to say goodbye to Dou Changan in person, and he was very regretful, but he never imagined that he could reunite with this strange-tempered sword god on the bank of the Yangtze River, and the surprise intersection was indescribable for a while.

Dou Chang Changyin

Yang smiled angrily: "How is it, your father-in-law is not difficult for you, right?"

Bai Yun was confused and didn't know how to answer.

Dou Changan threw the gravel in his hand into the river, and there was a crisp and pleasant sound of water, and he smiled slightly and said, "Do you really think he is here to take the ice soul?"

Bai Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rubbed his chin and asked, "What do you mean by senior?"

Dou Changsheng held back a smile, his expression was extremely funny, like a bulging water bladder, and he pretended to be serious: "With Mu Changsheng's ability, he can wipe you out with a flick of his fingers, and with his small-bellied temperament, even if he can't get the ice soul, he will destroy it all to prevent future troubles." ”

Dou Changan finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing: "Fortunately, he came to see his future son-in-law just now, you treat other people's daughters so coldly, and you are suspected of coming to vent for his daughter." ”

Bai Yun's eyes appeared in the tragic situation of the Muru Temple Society, and the bloody corpses of the decent disciples suddenly became solemn, and they refuted sternly: "The Tianlong Society and the Wu Wangfu are in the same breath, colluding with each other to frame my decent disciples, making the Muru Temple a place of mourning, and the disciples of all factions have suffered heavy casualties. ”

This time, Dou Changan surprisingly didn't refute, he didn't know where to take out two jars of osmanthus wine: "Drink?"

"Don't get drunk. Bai Yun curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Under the simple fisherman's farmhouse, the two looked at the beautiful sunset, and the stewed three fresh in the iron pot was full of fragrance.

It's just a jar of osmanthus flowers, but Dou Changan is obviously drunk, and he said, "I have to go to the Western Regions." ”

Bai Yun looked at the sunset and asked, "Have you heard her whereabouts?"

Dou Changan rotated the wine jar held in the palm of his hand with five fingers, shook his head and said, "I can't find any traces of her when I search the entire Xitang Town."

Trace. ”

The drunken man sighed lightly and said earnestly, "She's avoiding me." ”

"Since you can't find out her whereabouts in Xitang, why are you going to the Western Regions?" Bai Yun asked.

"My gut told me she was there. Dou Changan replied resolutely.

Then Dou Changan put down the empty wine jar in his hand, looked up at the sunset in the west, and said, "If I can meet her again this time, I won't practice swords." ”

Bai Yun nodded, raised his head and drank the osmanthus wine in the wine jar, and stopped talking: "Senior... ”

Dou Changan didn't wait for Bai Yun to finish speaking, so he first countered the army: "But you want to ask me why I want to send you down to Jiangnan?"

Bai Yun smiled but said nothing.

Dou Changan pondered for a moment and pointed to his heart: "I have a pure heart here, do you believe it or not?"

Bai Yun smiled and looked away, he knew that Dou Changan was answering perfunctorily, no longer delved into this question, and said: "Senior, in fact, I have always been curious, why do you hate Confucianism so much?"

Dou Changan sighed, he didn't expect Bai Yun to ask such a question, he repeated Bai Yun's question:

"Why do I hate Confucianism so much?"

Dou Changan was a little ashamed to speak, but he still told the truth: "When I went to Jiangnan with her, there was a Confucian from everyone's family who claimed to have read all the books in the world, but he didn't know how to write 'death', and he wanted to put a foot between me and her... So... ”

Bai Yun laughed: "Rival in love?"

Dou Changan touched his forehead with some embarrassment.

Bai Yun couldn't imagine that this sword god who had once opened the Cangxia Gorge would be jealous like a little lady, and he almost couldn't breathe with laughter: "What happened later?"

Dou Changan said disdainfully: "Naturally, I was honestly beaten." ”

Bai Yun laughed non-stop, looking at the open river, this river and lake is really not so unbearable.

Dou Changan was so helpless that he changed the topic: "By the way, in fact, I told you at the beginning that I was a Honghuang Sword Immortal, did you ever have the slightest suspicion?"

Bai Yun stopped laughing and replied seriously, "Yes." ”

Dou Changan was pierced in the center by countless thin needles, waved his hand and said: "That's it, I'm too lazy to waste a tongue with a wooden nerd like you, if you have a chance to enter Shu, you might as well go to the outside of Xishu City to take a look, the hundred-zhang chasm that I cut out with my sword qi." ”

Full of wine and food, Bai Yun bowed his hand deeply and said: "Goodbye to the rivers and lakes." ”

The merry sword god who had moved the entire rivers and lakes smiled faintly: "Remember, we sword practitioners must have two swords in our lives... ”

Bai Yun replied with a smile: "The sword in your hand slashes the demon and the demon and decapitates the head, and the sword in your heart breaks the liver and intestines and breaks the white head." ”

(End of chapter)