It is said that Feng Shuzhu followed Jing Chenzi, one after the other, flew out of the Beetle Ridge, came to a small mountain, put away the sword light, and slowly fell.

Feng Shuzhu looked around, only to see that the hill under his feet was only dozens of zhang high, facing each other across the river from the Beetle Ridge, but the scene on both sides of the bank was completely different. On the other side of the river, it was barren and lifeless, obscured by black clouds, but on the other side of the river was lush with trees and grass, and full of life.

Jing Chenzi also looked at the other side of the river, then slowly turned around and said with a smile: "Feng Shaoxia, how about choosing this place to settle in the poor road?"

Feng Shuzhu also smiled and nodded, then took a step, followed Jing Chenzi, and walked forward a few feet away.

He saw that there was a natural grotto in the shade of the mountain, and the entrance of the grotto was full of lush weeds, which were also dotted with some small wild flowers, red, white, yellow, blue, colorful, very beautiful. There is also a thick vine, like a dragon, coiled at the entrance, and it is difficult to find this entrance if you don't look closely.

The two entered the grotto, Jing Chenzi casually lit the firewood on the ground, and the red fire suddenly filled the entire grotto.

Because the grotto is very small and not deep enough, Feng Shuzhu glanced at it and saw the whole picture clearly. The stone wall in the hole is craggy, the strange stone hangs upside down, and the top of the cave is flat and smooth. The dark yellow dirt floor is bare with a few cyan rocks that look very hard.

There is a damp water mark on the inside of the stone wall, and the side is covered with emerald green moss, and the water mark goes all the way down the stone wall, dripping down a raised rock, and a clay pot for receiving water is placed underneath, which is obviously used by Jingchenzi to receive water.

Feng Shuzhu retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "It seems that the Daoist has been here for some time. ”

Jing Chenzi kicked the dry wood next to him with his foot, stretched out a hand, spread five fingers, and said, "It's been five days." ”

Feng Shuzhu looked at Jing Chenzi and said, "It seems that the rumors that the Taoist chief said are really serious." ”

Jing Chenzi spread out his palms and motioned for Feng Shuzhu to sit down, and the two sat down around the firewood.

Jing Chenzi sighed, and continued: "Since the separation of Luotian Mountain, Poor Dao has returned to Guiyunguan and explained the situation to the master. Alas, it was also because we underestimated the strength of the Demon Dao of the Double-faced Buddhist Temple, so we were lucky enough to be succeeded by their sneak attack and lost many of our fellow disciples. It's all caused by carelessness, alas. ”

Jing Chenzi sighed incessantly as she spoke, and slapped her thigh a few times with self-reproach, threatening to break her leg to apologize.

Feng Shuzhu knew that he had always been straightforward, and when he saw it in his eyes, he did not do anything to stop him, but was silent for a moment, and only after he calmed down a little before he said slowly: "In the battle of Luotian Mountain, the loss of the righteous path was indeed unexpected, and Feng Mou was also heartbroken. ”

Jing Chenzi heard Feng Shuzhu say this, and sighed again: "Alas, a wave of unsettled waves has risen again, and it is rumored that the world's demons will gather in this Wormhole Ridge to discuss major matters!"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Is the news reliable?"

Jing Chenzi looked up at Feng Shuzhu and said: "Don't hide it from Feng Shaoxia, I have been here for five days, and I can find traces of people in the Demon Dao every day in the Beetle Ridge on the opposite side, and the rumors are afraid that nine times out of ten they are true." ”

Feng Shuzhu listened to Jing Chenzi's speech, although he did not speak, his face was obviously a little more solemn, he lowered his gaze slightly, looked at the fire in front of him and fell into contemplation.

Outside the cave, a gust of mountain wind blew, first blowing the weeds at the entrance of the cave, making a gurgling sound, and then blowing in, blowing the firewood in front of the two of them shook for a while, and the flame shook towards Jingchenzi, and suddenly became much longer, if he hadn't dodged in time, I was afraid that he would have burned the placket of the robe.

Jing Chenzi stomped his feet, feeling unlucky, so he followed the coincidence and said, "I really don't know whose manor this fire is going to burn again." ”

"Demon Dao, why did you choose to gather in this desolate Wormhole Ridge?"

Feng Shuzhu frowned, looked out of the cave, looked at the direction where the wind was blowing, and said in a low voice, as if he was saying it to himself, and as if it was to Jing Chenzi.

Jing Chenzi has always been anxious, shook his robe, and immediately said after confirming that he was not burned by the fire: "I'm afraid it's the same as last time, deceiving us that the various factions of the righteous path came to encircle and suppress, this place is far from the dojo of the various factions, and it is even worse than that Luotian Mountain, it is really a headache." ”

Feng Shuzhu turned his head and listened carefully to what he said, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars reflected the flickering flames.

"Feng Shaoxia, do you call that beetle old demon Liu Langzhong?" Finally, Jing Chenzi broke the silence and opened a new topic, as if people who are anxious have such characteristics, and they feel that some troubles come and go just as fast.

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he came back to his senses, blinked, and said with a smile: "The old demon was originally a Langzhong. ”

Jing Chenzi frowned, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Back then, the old demon of the beetle, ah no, it was Liu Langzhong who went into the mountain to eliminate the beetle pest, and the poor Dao heard about it a little, but in fact, the poor Dao was puzzled by the fact that when Feng Shaoxia said that he wanted to get back what he wanted, he obviously heard that the old demon of the beetle was very excited, but he didn't know what he was retrieving? ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled heartily and said: "Jingchenzi Dao is too worried, how can there be any secrets that are inconvenient to tell, then Liu Langzhong went into the mountains to eliminate the beetle pest, and returned the peace of the people, which is a great merit and a ......", he sighed and said: " How can he make people, a warrior full of justice, happy others, and finally he became a half-human and half-worm monster, forever hiding in the dark and damp silverfish ridge, with hundreds of billions of silverfish, far from being accepted by humans, that Liu Langzhong has always been obsessed with his wife, but he became like that, and he was afraid of frightening his beloved wife, so he hesitated in pain, never saw his beloved wife again, life rushed for a hundred years, and at this moment he wanted to get the bones of his beloved wife. ”

Feng Shuzhu spoke eloquently, his tone was slightly choked, but deep in his eyes, he returned to that dark and windy night......

It is night, dark clouds cover the moon, the starry sky is bleak, at this time the beetle pest was eliminated not long after, so this originally weeping border town, and restored the former calm, the blue brick house built by the mountain, in the dark night, leaking a little light, but I don't know where to blow the gust of mountain wind, turning the trees rattling, in such a quiet night, the sound is particularly prominent, I don't know who will disturb the spring dream.

A flash of fluorescence came and fell silently in a courtyard. Later, a young scholar appeared, wearing a scarf and an indigo shirt, although at first glance he looked elegant and elegant, but on closer inspection, this young scholar was tired, this is the young man after the battle with the Western Regions Demon Venerable Mobo Guluo, just because he got the news of the beetle, he did not do any breathing, and rushed to the border town that was tragically harmed.

The scholar turned around and looked at the courtyard, but saw that the main house was three, blue bricks and blue tiles, although it was not a rich family, but it looked very clean and tidy, the roof tiles should be renovated not long ago, I think the master is a diligent and loving family, the courtyard is scattered with some sun-dried herbs, the scholar walked over and pinched it with his hand, couldn't help frowning slightly, and found that those herbs had already been covered with dust, and a gust of mountain wind blew, "Wow" With a bang, the door of the hall was actually blown open, and later the window of the west wing was lit up, and the scholar flashed and disappeared into the shadows.

I saw the lights in the room flickering, and later, a young woman came out, wearing a bro skirt with blue ground and white flowers, and a black silk thread bun on her head, which was a typical rural woman's dress, showing a bit of enchanting color in her simplicity, but seeing her holding an oil lamp in one hand and arranging her hair in the other, her eyes were uncertain, she looked out, looked at it, and lowered her voice and said: "Is it Liu Lang? Is Liu Lang back?" When the woman had finished calling, she listened with her ear sideways for a long time, and when she saw that there was no movement, she took the oil lamp and turned to go back.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the darkness, and in a trance it looked like a short, stout villager, who was dressed in a short shirt by the faint light, and went up and hugged the woman from the back, and then put his mouth to the woman's cheek.

The woman wanted to go back to the house, but she was suddenly hugged by someone behind her, and then there was a hot breath with bad breath, and she couldn't help crying out in fright for a while, and shouted, "Ah...... "Ah, the words are not complete, and the back face seems to be blocked by something, and I am not clear."

After a while, the woman saw the person clearly, pushed him away, and scolded in a low voice: "Dead ghost, in the middle of the night, the third watch came to joke again, you scared me, if the neighbors heard it......" Before the words were finished, the woman actually "giggled" and laughed, it turned out that she was picked up by the village man, and for a while the anger was completely gone, she actually put her arms around the man's neck, and kept shaking a pair of small feet in his arms, and the two of them walked towards the house, while teasing words.

The young scholar hidden in the shadows slowly walked out of the darkness, only to see him looking at the pair of intimate figures on the window paper in the west wing, his brows were tightly locked, and he hated what the pair of dogs and men and women in the room did.

At this time, the west wing room was brightly lit, and the figures on the window paper were heavy, and it was clearly visible that the woman and the villager who came, beside the table and chairs, the two began to untie each other's clothes, and the hunger and thirst were abnormal, and the mouth "Lady, Lang Jun" muttered, and then the laughter was endless.

Coincidentally, when the two were forgetting their love, there was a "snap", and a gust of wind blew, blowing over the dustpan drying herbs in the courtyard and hitting the window lattice of the west wing.