Su Changmo changed into clean clothes and went downstairs again, Xia Ling had been sitting downstairs in a daze, and the girl was a little homesick. Growing so big, in addition to the martial arts training ground, it is the secret realm of the Xia family's back mountain, this is the first time to go far away, and the time originally planned has been exceeded for a long time, all blame this stunned young man, why do you have to write your name on the broken land deed without saying a word, wouldn't it be that you guessed early that you were going to do this thankless sparring job?

Su Changmo's expression became more and more nervous, the girl on the other side looked at it, it was getting colder and colder, and it was getting closer and closer, and the young man was breathing rapidly, "Miss Xia, haven't I washed my face yet?"

Xia Ling sat down and stared at Su Changmo with an unkind gaze, "Did you make a lighter move today?"

The boy scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Liyan and Zhong Wumei went downstairs together, and after greeting each other, they said what Da Ge said, as for the specific time of entering the mountain, I don't know for the time being.

After listening to what Zhong Wumei said, Su Changmo was just about to speak, when there was a sound of pushing the door on the second floor.

Dressed in a green shirt, he burst out of the dust, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, so you can call those few people into the mountain today." ”

Those old turtles are not fuel-efficient lamps, today is so big, should be already suspicious, it is inevitable that they will not go first, if you find the mystery and suddenly regret it, it is really regretful, while the iron is hot.

Su Changmo, who was originally anxious, smiled at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and hurriedly rushed out of the door, and was instantly pulled back to the wine table by Zhong Wumei, who was a moment late, by the collar of his collar, and from the road, Su Changmo looked suspicious.

Li Ember and the others laughed faintly, Zhong Wumei shook his fan and smiled: "Isn't I going faster than you going?"

Su Changmo straightened his collar and smiled: "It's not that I didn't expect this stubble." Then you're going to go back quickly?"

Zhong Wumei's words are still in his ears, and the person has disappeared, "When did our eldest son Su, who has no quarrel with the world, become a wealth fan who sees treasures like wolves." ”

Li Ember and Xia Ling held back their laughter, ignoring the young man's embarrassed expression.

Da Ge walked downstairs slowly, in the end, he was a teenager, and he would choose to keep silent for the other party's face, pretending to be calm, if he was having fun with each other, he would have to make the other party worse, and laugh heartily.

Su Changmo poured a glass of wine for several people, and after sitting down, he was absent-minded, whether he glanced at the door, and he didn't know if Zhong Gongzi knew where their families were, whether they were far away or shortcut.

Xia Ling moved her buttocks, moving away from the man in Tsing Yi on her right, and said in a strange manner: "Mr. knows the affairs of the world, and the treasures on the mountain are not bad, it is better to get to the bottom first, which are the most valuable, and it will save us from wasting our efforts in vain, right?"

"The fate of cultivators and the world's plants, trees and spirit animals is more mysterious than the encounter between people, and it is impossible to say and cannot be explained. ”

"Can that gentleman explain my confusion and let me go to the end? ”

Away from the ember sword in his knees, looking at Da Ge suspiciously, he beat his little fatherless and motherless, and was taken back to the Xuan Tomb by the master, so he escaped starvation to death on the streets, but because of his special physique, he has been practicing ghost Taoism, and has been spurned by the world, and many heaven and earth spiritual things have no chance, and even born to clash with each other.

Da Ge looked at the young man with a kind face, leaned closer, and said softly: "People cultivate the Dao, or do they still cultivate the Tao?" There are many people in the world, but I have to know in my heart, the two ways of immortals and ghosts are different in magic, they are both seven-foot men, where do you think you are inferior?"

From the emulation of Ember Daigo, but his expression is still not very confident, from childhood to adulthood, he is alone, walking in the abyss of the Stygian Sea, against the sun and moon in the world, he has walked through 80,000 miles of dark nights, and he has long been accustomed to that nothingness.

Da Ge didn't continue, there are some things, just leave a seed, it's too much, there are so many innocent hearts around him, I'm afraid that he won't be able to return to the world?

Li Ember looked down at the long sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the ghost man, there have never been a few decent divine weapons, and the more his own cultivation increases, he will clash with many sharp weapons full of righteousness in the world, let alone use it, and he will have to fight with the weapon spirit first when he holds it in his hand. It's just that I don't know what kind of object my master gave to the old master, this rare fairy sword that has no rejection of the ghost path can be returned to me for a hundred years, and it is even more coincidental that after that trip to protect Su Changmo, it was directly returned to himself, and God really began to pity the ghost monk?

Da Ge drank half a pot of wine one after another, Su Changmo wanted to get up and take another pot, but was stopped by the man raising his hand, Da Ge turned his head to look at the demented Ember, glanced at the long sword on the young man's lap, and said in a deep voice: "A fairy sword full of majestic qi can be carried by you unharmed, and you still feel that you are not recognized by heaven and earth? ”

Ember nodded solemnly and urgently grasped the hilt of the sword on his lap.

People who are accustomed to seeing darkness understand the value of light even more.

Dage got up and walked towards the door, "Go, it's all here." ”

The three of them followed the man out of the restaurant, and behind Zhong Wumei, who was still dressed in red and embroidered gold, several teenagers rushed to their faces.

"Go ahead, go home early. In the light breeze and drizzle, the man leaned against the door and looked at the young man with a smile.

A few people didn't even enter the door, so they turned back and headed towards Yuntao Mountain, Si Shen smiled, "If I knew this, I might as well wait at the door of the house." ”

Tang Ying stood on tiptoe and put his arms around Su Changmo's shoulder, he was about to hang himself high, put one hand on Su Changmo's ear, and said with a soft smile: "How are you getting along with Miss Xia these days? ”

Su Changmo glanced at the girl who was more heroic than the man walking on the left hand side, and was silent, but gave Tang Ying a strong right eye to shut up.

Tang Ying nodded meaningfully and whispered, "I know, I know, it's the same as my father." ”

Su Changmo was puzzled, but he didn't answer again, in case Miss Xia got angry again, she could have experienced it a few hours ago.

Uncle Tang is a famous blacksmith in the town, and he is also a model of many aunts' daughter-in-law.

Mu Haoru poked his head out through Xia Ling, "Brother, did Uncle Da say what treasures he has?" The young man's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Su Changmo was dragged by Tang Ying and tilted his body, and tried to turn his head and said: "Uncle said that this matter has to be done by chance, according to usual, we have this Uncle Tang here, and we shouldn't be able to get there." ”

"That is, don't look at who shelters you from the wind and rain, and the sea is inclusive. Tang Ying instantly let go of Su Changmo's neck, raised his arms and shouted.

Everyone was disdainful for a while, and they said everything and everything.

The corners of Xia Ling's mouth also smiled slightly, but the meaning was completely different, the girl glared at Su Changmo, who turned her head, and was frightened back with an angry look, today with this Tang Da fool, you just wait to be punished, I don't know what kind of difficult ghost this son provoked.

Su Changmo suddenly turned his head and smiled at the restaurant, standing at the door of the small building with big sleeves in a green shirt.

Looking back, Su Changmo's feet were faintly a little faster, Uncle Da was right, he still needed to go home early.

When they arrived at the stream at the bottom of the mountain, Tang Ying proposed to rest for a while, and in response, the angry Xia Ling sat coldly and sat seven or eight steps away from a few people.

In the late autumn season, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the leaves on both sides of the creek are spread, such as gold borders, stretching away, the idle young man began to go into the water to fish, the clear water splashed, the sideburns were flying, Su Changmo was also dragged into the water, pulled up his trousers, and had a lot of fun.

Xia Ling was too lazy to see those childish plays, lying in the arms of the fallen leaves all over the ground, looking at the clouds in the sky.

Several teenagers gradually lowered their voices, whispered together, and after an argument with their voices suppressed, the eight of them scattered on the riverbank at Xia Ling's feet to make a semicircle, Tang Ying counted with his fingers, and when they came out of the third one in turn, several people bowed together and sprinkled water over Xia Ling, one after another, and they were never tired.

A rainbow suddenly appeared in front of the girl's eyes, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Before the water fell, the girl held the hilt of the sword at her waist in one hand, standing slim on the bluestone by the river, with a smile in her eyes, very beautiful, but for a short time.

Seeing that the plan failed, the teenagers were still a little sluggish, but they were blessed to the heart, and shouted loudly, "Run." The first to rush towards the opposite bank, several teenagers followed, only Su Changmo stood in place with a disheartened look.

In the eyes of the young man, the girl smiled evilly, and the whole stream hung upside down like a waterfall, slapping the teenagers directly on the riverbed, and they all drank half full, like a rooster in soup, and went ashore disappointed.

Ju Yuan's palm moved slightly, a lotus-like flame in his palm had just been ignited, Xia Ling raised his eyebrows coldly, Xiao Shami gave up stupidly, and several people had to follow the girl with wet clothes and start climbing the mountain, everyone looked disgusted and complained, all of them were like Tang Ying, who held his head high and didn't care, what the hell was this idea, he was really, what kind of wind did he follow.

Tang Ying whistled, turning a blind eye to a few people, admiring the autumn colors of the mountains and being complacent, what he agreed, now blame me for being useful? After walking a hundred feet, Xia Ling turned around and smiled disdainfully at a few people: "Why bother." Several people's clothes were as good as ever, and they were refreshed.

Su Changmo arched his hand and said, "Miss Xie Xia." ”

The girl didn't say a word, and the voices of several teenagers began to rise again, Mu Haoru chanted poems, a few people broke trees and picked flowers, Ju Yuan eliminated karma for everyone's atrocities, and followed behind and kept chanting "Amitabha." ”

Xu Jingmo couldn't see too childish behavior, and walked straight in the middle of the mountain road with Su Changmo, while Su Changmo had just been beaten in the morning and lost his spirit of tossing.

The scenery in the world is unparalleled, and it still needs to be fascinated by the people of Iraq, and the heart yearns for it, so as to see the goodness.

Xia Ling's steps were also a little slower, and the girl carried everyone's faces on her back, like the mountain flowers.

The town has fallen three times of frost, but this Yuntao Mountain is still like midsummer, the trees are lush, the flowers are fragrant and the butterflies are dancing, but even so, compared to the Xia family's high family fairy mountain, it is still far inferior, but today here, the feeling is very different from there, is it more sour and rotten verses, stupid boy?

At noon, the autumn sun had hung on the top of the mountain, a little dazzling, Su Changmo closed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were crimson again, and the person in front of him with a delicate figure was clothed with a touch of morning glow.

Xu Jingmo suddenly turned his head suspiciously, with a look of disgust, he had just poured out his brain?

Su Changmo smirked.

Such scenery, late autumn is like summer.