At the beginning of the lanterns, the red lanterns shone on Li Shengping's face like blood.

He took dinner back to his firewood room, and first untied the blood-soaked strip of cloth from his arm, although he had been very careful not to use his injured left hand when he was doing his work today, but when he was busy, he could not take care of these things, and the wound that had improved a little last night was also bleeding again.

Fortunately, the young man was strong-willed, gritted his teeth and smeared some red scraps, and then changed to a new strip of cloth and wrapped it around.

Just as Li Shengping was nibbling on steamed buns, the door creaked open, and the foreman pushed the door in. ”

The shabby young man was puzzled, and he forgot to nibble on steamed buns at the moment, and asked, "The guests of Tianzilou?"

Ordering a handyman, this is really the first time I have heard of it in Baihua Lane, let alone the name of the guests of Tianzilou, so even the foreman who knows countless people doesn't know what kind of medicine this guest sells in the gourd, it is because he loves Longyang alone.

Li Shengping pondered for a moment, then suddenly shuddered and asked, "Could it be that Young Master Wan is here again?"

The foreman shook his head and said, "No, you don't care who it is, hurry up and follow me after eating." ”

Li Shengping has been in Baihua Lane for more than half a month, and he can't talk about the seven tricks, but he also knows the most basic way of life, lives carefully, and knows what to ask and what not to ask, but he is just a cheap handyman, just listen to the instructions and do it.

Li Shengping walked out with the foreman, bypassing the golden hall, walking along the bluestone paved road, gradually, there was a sound of water, and the small waterfall on the side fell, the sound was crisp and pleasant.

Stepping on the stone bridge, you can see the magnificent pavilion in front, a bay of turquoise waterhole in front, Qingning is like a mirror, and the shadow of the Tianzilou is clearly visible.

Tianzilou, Li Shengping has only seen it from afar, but he didn't dare to take a step closer, after all, it is not a place where he can set foot in the inferior miscellaneous servants, it is said that most of the guests of Tianzilou are the old men of the very large households, as well as the immortal-like great creation figures in this world, and the miscellaneous servants who serve in Tianzilou are also selected by thousands of selections, and then trained, to have read books, to know the general situation.

Therefore, as soon as Li Shengping, a dilapidated man, stepped into the Tianzi Tower, countless eyes looked at him in unison, and these eyes were either stunned, or puzzled, and more disgusted.

It is also said that Li Shengping's clothes are shabby, his body is emaciated, and yesterday's trauma made him look spiritless, which can be said to be incompatible with this place, like a mouse burrowing into the Dragon Palace, and even his breath is dirty to the air in this place.

Walking up the stairs to the top floor, the floor under your feet is made of white jade to the extreme, and there are only three large guest rooms, with carved sandalwood doors and curtains made of fine silk, all of which show the dignity of the status of the guests here.

Li Shengping walked cautiously, stepping lightly with every step.

The foreman took him to the door of a guest room, the door was ajar, the scene in the guest room was visible, there were three sandalwood tables and chairs on one side of the room, one on the left and one on the left, and a simple old man sitting in the main seat in the middle, who was holding a wine glass and drinking at the moment, and behind the old man, there was an old man who looked like a bookkeeper, raised his head and looked at this side, but his eyes made him feel a trace of pity, as if he was pitying a dying man.

Li Shengping was stunned, his emotions were a little fluctuating, and he naturally recognized the old man as the one who bought books at the vegetable stall before.

The foreman has been working in Baihua Lane for a long time, and his eyesight is naturally much more vicious than those individuals at the mouth of the alley, even if the old man is dressed plainly, or even said to be simple, but he still sees the old man's introverted temperament at a glance, and lowers his posture to welcome the old man into the door.

It turned out that he did the right thing.

The foreman had a flattering smile on his face, and knocked lightly on the door: "My lord, this kid is Li Shengping." ”

The old man nodded and said, "Let him in." ”

The door closed after Li Shengping walked in.

"Sit. The old man opened a jar of wine by himself, and in an instant the aroma of wine overflowed and filled the whole room.

Li Shengping shook his nose, it is a hundred years of haunting dreams, thousands of taels and one jars of good wine, although he has not tasted it, but by chance he has smelled the fragrance of this wine, it is really unforgettable for a lifetime.

His movements naturally fell into the man's eyes, Xue Changyi chuckled, poured a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "How can a scholar not be good at wine, do you want to taste it?"

Li Shengping realized his gaffe after a while, hurriedly lowered his head, and apologized: "The adult is laughing, the little one is just a subordinate in Baihua Lane, where is he worthy of drinking this wine." ”

The hand holding the wine glass stagnated in mid-air, the room was silent, Li Shengping didn't dare to take a sip, the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the dignitaries were elusive, he was afraid that he would say the wrong half of the sentence and make people unhappy, and he knew that it was the wisest choice to keep his mouth shut.

Li Shengping was speechless, and after waiting for a long time, the old man had no other words, and his hanging head lowered slightly by half a point, worried about angering the other party.

After a long time, in the silence, a heavy sigh sounded.

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Chen Anzhi stood quietly in mid-air, looking at everything below with a flat face, this is the 'foolishness' in his heart, and now it has evolved in the mirage, which means attacking people's hearts, if you survive this level, you will inevitably rise to the top, but if you are not strong-willed, it is easy to sink into it, and finally turn into a mirage here, life can not die.

A shattered turquoise sword floated behind him, and some stars and green spilled on the boy's body.

When the candle flame flickered, the picture in front of me gradually fell like a leaf falling still water, disturbing the ripples in circles.

The pupils of the leaf picking slowly contracted with the gradual change of the picture, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth, he tried to open his mouth, the words came to his mouth, swallowed back, and quietly glanced at Chen Anzhi, the latter's face did not change as drastically as he imagined, it was still light, like a spectator of a big show.

There is a wind floating from the tip of the green ping, slightly swinging in the mountain stream, submerged into the dense forest and disappeared the traces.

The quiet green forest sometimes has unknown birds chirping gently, sometimes there are insects buzzing, the breeze enters the forest, and the light gathers dreams, but it is a wonderful picture.

The remote mountain sect is indeed like this, if you go up and walk on the main road, it will be a completely different picture.

On the distant mountain, the flames soared into the sky, the shouting of killing was deafening, and the sword light and sword shadow.

The crowd was full of people, and the crowd filled the already narrow open space in front of the cliff gate, in the shape of a half-moon.

There is no detailed record of the existence of the Cliff Gate in the history of the Yuanshan Sect, but it is mentioned that this place was originally carved out by a powerful sword cultivator when he was in order to retreat and realize the sword.

Later, the patriarch of the Yuanshan Sect was secretly attacked by the enemy, fled here, and was saved by the predecessors who happened to go out of the customs, and later the patriarch of the Yuanshan Sect accidentally obtained a sword stone, which was indestructible, and the restrained sword intent lingered on it, so he moved it into the cave, and named this cliff the cliff gate, and the disciples of the Yuanshan Sect were talented and intelligent, and they could feel the sword intent here.

However, they are all stories in the records, and sometimes the history books are not necessarily true, and it is difficult to find out what it is.

It has been 4,000 years since the last time the cliff door was opened, that is, it was reproduced in front of Chen Anzhi.

The white mangs pierced the sky and landed steadily in front of the cliff door, and the woman in white was holding a slender white sword, her face was pale and cold, and her willow eyebrows were wrapped in thick anger.

The woman in white looked coldly at the indignant crowd.

The crowd became agitated, and someone shouted: "The Yuanshan Sect shields the sinner Jiang Chuyi, and those who are obsessed with it will be killed." ”

The breeze blows, driving the mountains to be green.

The woman in white smiled miserably and asked, "What is Jiang Chuyi's crime? What is the crime of my Yuanshan Sect? I actually provoked all the famous and decent people in the three states and five places to besiege my Yuanshan Sect, don't you want my Yuanshan Sect to destroy the sect?"

The middle-aged man standing in front of the crowd shouted: "Collusion and gluttony, this is a first-class crime, and the Yuanshan Sect knows this, but it still exonerates Jiang Chuyi, this is a crime, our monks are jealous and hateful, so they naturally want to seek justice." ”

Before the words fell, someone responded, "Li Hanxue, if you look at how many disciples from the distant mountains have lost their way and returned, you will know how ridiculous you are for those who are covering up Jiang Chuyi." ”

"If you leave now, it's too late, and we'll not be able to take care of it. ”

Li Hanxue's gaze swept across the crowd one by one on the same angry faces, and her sadness flashed away.

She saw that most of the faces in the crowd were familiar, they were former comrades, but now they were all red-eyed and swords-crossed.

A mocking smile hung on the corner of Li Hanxue's mouth, her lips opened lightly, her voice was not loud, but the words were clear in her ears, she said: "It's meaningless to talk in vain, I'm here, Jiang Chuyi is behind the door, I'm a senior sister, so naturally take care of him." ”

The woman dressed in white like snow stood up slightly, pointed her sword at the ground, and let the wind be cold, "So, none of you want to take a step forward." ”