Early the next morning, after Bai Yun said goodbye to the plain robe boy who met in Pingshui but was like a friend of life and death, he and Zhang Yuruo left the Fuyuan Inn and rushed to Jiangnan.

When the wind blew on the roof of the Fuyuan Inn last night, I happened to see a stall selling bookboxes on the side of the street, and Baiyun picked a bamboo bookcase with exquisite workmanship, which is much more durable than the bookbox carried down on the Feilai Peak, and it is more light and comfortable to carry, and the reason why I bought this bamboo bookcase is not because there are too many burdens, but to let the little monster who can't calm down keep to himself, the bookbox is very spacious, and the little monster doesn't have to curl up all day long, and there is a lot of room to stretch his body.

Yun Mengze has been delayed for a long time, and if you want to catch up with the steps of everyone in Jixia Mountain, you can no longer drag the mud and water, although Bai Yunzui affirmed that Lin Xueshu and others will go down to the south of the Yangtze River by land, but in fact, there is not much bottom in his heart, if at this time, the little monster is not in trouble, it is no longer as simple as whether he can meet with his senior brother, once he can't reach Muru Temple as scheduled, he missed the best time to clear the remnants of the Tianlong Society, and this trip down the mountain is tantamount to a waste of his previous efforts.

The east gate of Xiangyang is more heavily guarded than the south city gate, the armor guarding the city at the head of the city is almost ten steps and a sentry, a hundred steps and a post, such a pomp in the Liang-Liao border town is still reasonable, but in the comfortable and rich south, it is extremely rare, Xiangyang is an important town in Jingzhou, for the hinterland of the Liang Dynasty's rear, and 108,000 miles away from the northern border of Daliao, there is no need to do this, but such a guard with high barriers, so that passers-by can feel the spirit of the Liang all the time, born in peace and died in sorrow, the man in the dragon robe in Chang'an City is naturally perceptive to this truth。

Out of the city gate, Baiyun did not forget to look back at this important town of Jingzhou, the official road outside the city gate is open and wide, a horse Pingchuan, because the direction of the east gate is directly facing the same rich Jiangnan, so almost all the merchants and travelers from the south of the Yangtze River enter Xiangyang through the east gate, and the hawker stalls on both sides of the official road are more lively than the south gate.

The two walked side by side along the official road, passing by the lively area of the east gate, the little monster gently lifted the lid of the bookcase, poked out two black eyeballs and looked left and right in anticipation of moving, but was stunned to let Bai Yun force back the bookbox, but where is the little monster who is the master of the rules, in the end Bai Yun still can't move the little monster, simply open one eye and close one eye, but look at it, the little monster who has three chapters of the law with Bai Yun, he didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to obediently retract back into the bookbox.

Zhang Yuruo has always been bad at words, and today is no exception, silent along the way.

The tall Xiangyang City and the smooth official road were gradually left behind, and slowly disappeared from sight, the woman in white walked all the way with her sword without saying a word, Bai Yun racked her brains, thinking left and right, wanting to break the silence, but whenever she looked at the side face of the woman in white with her spare eyes, the words that came to her mouth were swallowed back into her stomach with a bang.

The suburban river network of Xiangyang is dense, the intersection of hundreds of rivers, the lush forests are especially clear and lush, the wildflowers on the roadside compete for fragrance, the more south it is, the more it is, there is no such rich autumn as the deciduous dead wood in the north, it is about the reason that it has not yet entered the late autumn, but there is a meteorology of spring returning to the earth, it is no wonder that Li Heisu Nanpo and other great poets can write "Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique, try to look at the transcendent stage, half a ditch spring water is a city flower, and the smoke and rain are dark and a thousand homes." The quatrain of the ages. The charm of the southern country is really like a woman with a crown, tender and delicate, fresh and elegant.

The brown-haired bear who was sleeping drunk in the bookcase, heard the noise outside to be quiet, opened the lid of the bookbox, poked his head out, and the little monster was happy in Xiangyang these days, as if he had regained his life, but at the moment he was put back in a cage-sized bookcase, it was like sitting on pins and needles, and it was inevitable that he would be uncomfortable.

Bai Yun didn't have a problem with this little bear with a vermilion mark on his eyebrows, but when he saw that there was no one around, he stopped and unloaded the bookcase from his shoulder and put it on the ground.

Zhang Yuruo slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes fell on the little monster who was rolling and jumping, and his face was as gentle as water.

The little monster like a wild horse stretched its limbs and shook its fur, and galloped all the way towards the forest path, Bai Yun shook his head helplessly, picked up the bookcase again and followed Zhang Yuruo quickly.

The sound of the murmuring of water came through the woods, as if it were a whispering sound, and the two of them followed the mob's ass to a stream a foot wide.

At the end of summer and autumn solstice, although the autumn mood in the south is far less permeable than that in the north, the alternation of the five elements of spring, summer, autumn and winter is an iron law that cannot be avoided.

The little monster plunged into a stream that was several feet deep and clear, and the fish in the stream panicked, as if facing a great enemy, and scattered one after another, while the little monster occupying the magpie's nest was very happy, and twisted its body smartly, shuttling freely in the one-foot-wide stream, chasing the swimming fish and playing for fun.

There is a breeze blowing in the forest, the crown of the tree above the head is swaying like an oil umbrella, a few dead leaves mixed with the vast green onions, fluttering and sprinkling, some are blown to the stream, go all the way east along the gurgling water, there is quite a meaning of falling flowers and flowing water, and some fall on the forest road, a little bit of withered yellow adds a trace of autumn to the lush forest.

After a withered leaf swirled in the air for several weeks, it slowly fell on Zhang Yuruo's waterfall green silk.

The woman in white stretched out her slender hand to pick off the dead leaves that fell on the tips of her hair, gently placed them in the palm of her hand, squatted down beside the stream, lifted the scattered green silk in her ears back to the back of her ears, leaned down slightly and sent the dead leaves into the water, the dead leaves went away along the stream, the corners of the woman's mouth inadvertently smiled, and she picked up a stream of cool water and wiped her face, and the water droplets did not stop on her blown-up cheeks, and dripped directly along the delicate hub.

Baiyun looked at her intently, his mind was like catkins, where there were lush forests, where there were trickling streams, only like snow-white clothes smiling like flowers in a soft faint halo, like snow blooming in the sky, the soul was dementored.

The good times didn't last long, the little monster swimming in the water suddenly jumped out of the water, the brown fur of the whole body exploded and pounced on the white clouds, the intoxicated white clouds could not react, and were thrown to the ground by the bear, several sudden silver needles buzzed, the sound was sharp as if piercing the eardrums, the silver needles and the white clouds passed by, nailed to the trunk of a towering tree, and more than half of them were submerged.

At the same time, the canopy of the trees swayed, and several masked figures jumped down, holding different murderous weapons and pointing directly at the white clouds.

Bai Yun was shocked, hurriedly stepped out of the gods, and blocked several insidious methods one after another, helpless and outnumbered, the elusive masked man is not an ordinary roadblocker, in addition to the amazing arm strength, every knife and every sword are pointed to the vital point, there is no snake to add to the move, and they are all ruthless hands that put people to death, if you guess correctly, these masked killers are at least the upper realm of heaven, even if Bai Yun has the root of the Buddha's fetus to build the foundation, and the sea of qi has three internal forces, but how can it withstand these hornet-like black clothes with a burst of indiscriminate bombardment.

Knowing that he was outnumbered, Bai Yun staggered and gave way to his position, and the sword of the god was deflected, and he dragged it backwards violently, only to see the leaves behind him dancing wildly, and the fine sand and dust were scattered, Bai Yun saw the right time to find a flaw, and broke out of the sword to break through the encirclement of the masked man.

But where are these menacing masked people fuel-efficient lamps, quickly flies and ants gather and change formations, four people inside and four people outside formed two circles, once again surrounded the white clouds, inside and outside the two circles of masked people at the same time to the opposite two directions to swim and turn, trapped in the circle of white clouds, like caged birds and beasts waiting to be slaughtered.

Bai Yun held the god tightly in his hand, and kept turning in place, vigilantly watching the masked man's movements.

The masked men who formed two circles began to move around the circle at a rapid pace, and the two circles were like two tornadoes in opposite directions, dancing wildly and dazzling.

"Here!" Bai Yun looked at it intently, and said in his heart.

A beam of sword rays was handed out in the inner circle without warning, and Bai Yun had already taken precautions, holding Shen Tu in front of his chest to block this sneak attack.

Another sword swept through it, and Bai Yun immediately bent his knees to avoid its edge.

Don't allow Baiyun to breathe for a moment, the cool behind him swished, a blade slammed down, the iron ring on the handle of the knife clanged, the cool breeze of the knife body blew up the scattered hair of Baiyun, it can be seen that the knife strength of the mountain splits the ground, Baiyun Yu jumped over and leaned out of the god, with the back of the sword of the god to remove half of the knife strength, endured the severe pain of the tiger's mouth, the wrist quickly flipped, the god turned with the wrist, and led the big knife that fell to the ground.

The white cloth wrapped around the god was cut into rags one after another, revealing the black sword body of the god.

The masked man wielding the knife was quite surprised after seeing the true god of the gods, he had practiced the knife for many years, and from the beginning he vaguely felt the squeak from this cloth-wrapped long sword, thinking that this black-handled long sword was wrapped in white cloth and the sword body, even if it was not a peerless sword, it was a valuable sword, but he didn't expect it to be a strange ebony black wooden sword, he could only blame himself for being clumsy, and he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad horses.

The man in black sneered, and read it in his heart, most of it was just an illusion, what can a broken wooden sword do? Let Lao Tzu chop you into slag! Immediately, the big knife that was unloaded to the ground by Bai Yun's strength suddenly stopped the declining momentum, and the knife was violently raised, smashing Huang Long, intending to stir up Bai Yun's chest into a bloody blur.

The origin of this line of masked people is unknown, Bai Yun has no idea of fighting to the end, and then his waist and limbs are twisted, his whole body goes to the side, and the other hand slashes out a hand knife, but the masked man dodges Bai Yun's attack sideways according to the gourd painting, and immediately changes the knife momentum, and suddenly presses the big knife down, but where is the heavy big knife and Bai Yun is flexible, it still pounces in the air, and slams the ground on the ground, the dust flies, and there is a deep crack on the ground immediately.

Bai Yun judged the situation, took advantage of the masked man's lack of time to take care of the gap and deceived himself, put his feet on the masked man's shoulders, and jumped into the air with strength, wanting to break through the layers of encirclement, but the masked man also jumped up at the same time when he had been waiting for an opportunity in the outer circle, as if forming a net between heaven and earth.