Seeing Lin Yuehua's distant back, Song Tianlu, the gatekeeper of the Song Mansion, shook his head, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly remembered that the extraordinary green horse that Lin Yuehua rode was still outside the mansion gate.

When Song Tianlu walked quickly to the gate of the Taishou Mansion, he saw a beggar holding a wooden stick and a broken bowl circling around the horse.

The beggar's face was black and muddy, and he couldn't tell how old he was, and his hair was very greasy and messy, as if it had not been washed since birth. It was already late autumn, but the poor man was still wearing a thin summer linen shirt, with several large holes in the back and trouser legs of the black-brown linen shirt.

Song Tianlu secretly cursed in his heart, "turtle grandson", he ran two steps quickly, flew up fiercely, and kicked the beggar's ass. The sneaky beggar fell in response, and the broken bowl in his hand also fell on the bluestone pavement and fell to pieces.

Song Tianlu's eyes widened angrily, a few wisps of gray beard were about to be cocked, he spat out a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and scolded loudly at the beggar: "Get out! Don't look at what kind of place this is, little turtle grandson, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, dare to come here to steal chickens and touch dogs?"

The beggar seemed to be a thief, and without saying a word, he got up with his buttocks in his hands, and ran into the darkness of the street corner without looking back.

At the gate of the Taishou Mansion, only Song Tianlu, who was like a fierce general returning triumphantly on the battlefield, scolded and led the green horse into the stable of the Song Mansion.

After the beggar stumbled out of Song Tianlu's sight, he suddenly ran out of two streets one after another like the wind under his feet, like an arrow from the string, and finally stopped under a leafy old tree, he gasped twice, and said to the stout old tree: "The idea is a little prickly, and suddenly a genuine second-grade master came, do you want to report to Mr."

The beggar turned his back and bowed his head, as if full of awe for the old tree.

Suddenly, the branches in the canopy shook, and from above the branches came an unspoken response: "Got it." ”

Then, a bewitching figure that could hardly hide half of its plump and bewitching figure floated out of the branches and disappeared into Wenyang City, where the voices were gradually fading.

In the Taishou Mansion, after Ning Yuan listened to Gu Tiannan's narration, his eyebrows were tightly locked, staring at the rising smoke in the incense burner, and he was silent.

The name "White Tiger Hall" is too ordinary, and the Jianghu sects in the world with this name must have eight hundred, if not thousand. Privately mobilizing dozens of powerful giant crossbows is naturally out of reach for Wenyang Taishou like Song Ye, but it is not impossible for those vassal kings on the mercenary side to do it.

Only the small jade bottle that can hold more than 20 zhang long Jiaolong is a clue of some value, according to Gu Tiannan's description, this small jade bottle is very similar to the "Sumeru bottle" that has disappeared for a long time on the rivers and lakes.

The name "Sumeru bottle" is taken from the Buddhist language: Sumeru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds are Na Sumeru.

In the eyes of Buddhist monks, all things in the mortal world make up the world. A mountain and a river, an ant and a mortal in the world, are all complete "small worlds".

Mount Meru is a sacred mountain of Buddhism, the mountain is 84,000 zhang high, but compared to the world, it is still as small as a mustard seed. In contrast, Mount Meru can only be regarded as a "small world".

"Sumeru bottle" was originally the first of the "four hundred and eighty temples" Qixia Temple of the Buddha treasure, the bottle body can be held in one palm, but the bottle can accommodate mountains, rivers and rivers. The Zen master of Qixia Temple once did not hesitate to spend most of his life to stop a monstrous flood in the Yellow River with a Sumeru bottle, which can be described as immeasurable.

It's a pity that good people don't live long, thirty years ago, in order to promote Buddhism, he traveled thousands of miles to the north alone, and was unfortunately besieged by several demon masters when traveling and preaching Buddhism, and finally died in the battle of the Zen master without anger, and the Sumeru bottle also disappeared.

When Ning Yuan was searching hard in his mind for the memory of the "Sumeru Bottle", Zhao Tianyang's pig-like cry suddenly came from outside the house: "Master, Master, I want to kill you, Master, why did you go down the mountain?"

Ning Yuan's face turned pale, his hands pressed Gu Tiannan's shoulders tightly, and there was a trace of irrepressible tremor in his voice: "Tiannan, one hundred thousand are urgent, I'll make a long story short! Don't tell anyone about last night, including your master and mother! I will personally report to Qingce Tianzun, you must remember my words, otherwise you will invite death! Remember, remember!"

Ning Yuan, who was still bowing his head and meditating at the last moment, was as calm as an ancient well, but at this moment he became like an ant on a hot pot, Gu Tiannan looked at his uncle who looked anxious, and nodded vigorously.

Ning Yuan patted Gu Tiannan's head and said softly: "Good boy, Uncle Shi will have a drink with you when I return to the mountain!"

"Smack!" The door of the house was kicked open hard, and Lin Yuehua, who was holding a long sword, flew in.

"Master!" Before the surprise in Gu Tiannan's heart could climb up to his face, he only heard a "whoosh" sound, and there seemed to be a cyan object wrapped in a fierce wind in front of him.

When Gu Tiannan came back to his senses, he realized that his Uncle Ning Yuan, who was known for his bravery and ruthlessness in the rivers and lakes, had jumped out of the window and ran away......

Gu Tianming's face was full of astonishment, last night when facing the dragon that was more than twenty zhang long, he almost reached a desperate situation of ten deaths, this Uncle Ning Yuan, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, did not leak even a little bit of fear, what happened today?

Could it be that in these four seas and eight wildernesses, there are still demon beasts that can make Uncle Ning Yuan fear to such a degree?

Just when Gu Tiannan's face was full of confusion, Lin Yuehua picked up the swaying window, and answered the question in his heart with a series of angry scoldings: "Ning Yuan! You can run away from the monk and can't run away from the temple! You can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth year! If you have the ability, don't go back to Hongxuanzong! Who keeps saying that if Tiannan is missing a hair, let me break his leg? The seven-foot-tall man spits a nail in one mouth! What did you say now not counted? Let your disciples run to play with the thousand-year-old python demon, where did you go?"

Gu Tiannan glanced at Zhao Tianyang, who was standing outside the door stunned, and motioned for him to come in quickly.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tianyang rolled his eyes, waved his white fat palm, and closed the door with a "snap".

The six senior brothers of them were all alive and well, only the senior brother Gu Tiannan was seriously injured and his life hung by a thread, and Uncle Ning Yuan ran away, Zhao Tianyang did not dare to provoke Lin Yuehua at this time.

In Hongxuanzong, Lin Yuehua is a well-known calf protector.

"Master, I ......" Before Gu Tiannan finished speaking, Lin Yuehua, who was still angry, closed the window, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Gu Tiannan's hand, and asked with a distressed face: "Where is the injury, external injury or internal injury?" I heard Qi Zhipu say that you have been in a coma for a day and a night, and my heart is full of ups and downs. It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I went down the mountain in a hurry, and I didn't bring any pills!"

After speaking, Lin Yuehua was about to lift Gu Tiannan's quilt, Gu Tiannan hurriedly grabbed the corner of the quilt, and said with a red face: "Internal injury, internal injury." ”

Lin Yuehua frowned, and reached out to clasp Gu Tiannan's vein.

Gu Tiannan looked at his master who had been absent for two years, and the meridians around him were still reminding him of the painful and unbearable Heavenly Thunder last night, and the grievances in his heart were surging up at this moment.

Gu Tiannan's voice was hoarse, and he held back his tears and shouted, "Master!"

Lin Yuehua stretched out her other hand, stroked her son's knife-like angular face, and said gently: "With the master here, don't be afraid of anything!"

Gu Tiannan wiped his tears, only in front of his master Lin Yuehua could he let go of all his strength unscrupulously. Although Gu Tiannan is not Lin Yuehua's biological son, as early as nineteen years ago, Lin Yuehua had already regarded him as his biological son. For the next nineteen years, he was considerate of Gu Tiannan.

Suddenly, Lin Yuehua's fingers holding Gu Tiannan's vein door trembled, and she said "Huh?" in surprise.

Gu Tiannan looked at the loving master and wanted to tell the story of last night's experience, but the uncle's earnest admonition before jumping out of the window also lingered in his ears, and Qi Zhipu didn't seem to dare to mention the matter of Tianlei to the master. What should I do? Do you want to tell my wife?

Lin Yuehua looked at Gu Tiannan in surprise: "Tiannan, although the true qi in your body is weak, but the eighty-four acupoints have been opened up to seventy or eighty percent, what adventures have you had in the past two years? Could it be that you have cultivated some Demon Sect Exercises? No, even if you have cultivated the Demon Sect Exercises, it is impossible for you to enter the realm like this within two years! Tiannan, are you hiding something from your master?"

Gu Tiannan couldn't bear to deceive Lin Yuehua, he lowered his head and hesitated for a long time before he said slowly: "Master, the disciple can swear to the sky, I have nothing to do with the Demon Sect, but the disciple promised that Uncle Shi could not tell anyone about this, including you and Master." ”

Lin Yuehua paused for a moment, and after a while, she was relieved that her son was older after all.

Lin Yuehua said lightly: "Don't worry, the husband will believe in his words and deeds, and he will do what he promises to others, and the master doesn't blame you." As long as you don't follow the crooked path of the demons, it is a good thing to have an adventure, and it is also a blessing for our Dongcang Pavilion. I'll ask Ning Yuan about this matter myself and see what kind of mystery he's doing!"

Gu Tiannan just wanted to speak, Lin Yuehua pulled over a wooden chair, gently held Gu Tiannan's hand and said, "Sleep, Senior Lady looks at you, let's go home early tomorrow morning." ”

No matter how far you go, no matter how long you go, where Lin Yuehua is there, it is Gu Tiannan's home.

Gu Tiannan closed his eyes steadily and fell asleep.