Although there is life everywhere, the only thing missing is the vitality of people. That's right. It is indeed the anger of man. At this time, the people in the valley should be sitting on rattan chairs under this old tree drinking tea and resting. However, this vision is not. Because, no one. There are people outside, and it stands to reason that if there were people in this valley, they should know immediately. However, no one has come out yet.

"Could it be that someone has gone out? It can't be! The chess on the stone table has not yet been played. If you go out, you should finish playing chess, or at least clean up. Unless it's urgent. But it can't be. For if there is no one in the valley, I will not be able to come in. Could it be ......" Lu Xingyun thought as he flew towards the wooden house.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Xingyun arrived at the door of the wooden house.

"Could it be that there really was an accident? Lu Xingyun had a vague premonition that he didn't want to.

There was a knock on the door. No one answered.

After a while, there was still no movement inside.

only heard a "creak" Lu Xingyun simply pushed the wooden door open.

The room is neatly arranged with all kinds of simple items. However, Lu Xingyun was taken aback. For he saw a man sitting there staring at him intensely. What surprised Lu Xingyun even more was that this person was none other than him. It was the white-haired old man who was drinking with him at the Octagon Inn that night.

Lu Xingyun wanted to call his senior, but he found that although the white-haired old man was looking at him, there was no life in his eyes.

Lu Xingyun walked quickly to the white-haired old man's side, feeling a little heavy. Think about the solemn look of the white-haired old man that night. Lu Xingyun felt that he had killed this senior.

"Senior, if you hadn't told me those things, I would have been at ease in this valley now. But now ......," Lu Xingyun said with some guilt.

It's just that Lu Xingyun didn't know that it was this white-haired old man that guy Ah Xiang came to see that day.

Lu Xingyun pondered for a moment and thought. "This Sanssouci Valley is so secluded, only the white-haired old man's friends should be able to enter, and only his friends can kill him invisibly. "Because, the white-haired old man died peacefully, as if he were not suffering. This can only be done if he is defenseless.

Lu Xingyun thought about it and said to himself, "Who is the fortune teller? Is it a friend of this old man? Otherwise, it wouldn't have led me to Sanssouci Valley." Besides, the white-haired old man also said that we were destined to meet that night. Didn't the white-haired old man send him to bring me here?"

That's true. The fortune teller was sent by this white-haired old man. It's just that he didn't expect that this fortune teller would kill himself.

At this time, the cold air in the valley began to slowly increase.

"I don't know, this white-haired old man has something to explain to me. Why didn't you sue me that night two months ago?" Lu Xingyun shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that the trouble of this water cold sword can't be avoided. However, I will never hand it over. Because, this is what she gave me. Although, I don't understand who she is, and I don't understand why she did this, but he didn't kill me, so I guess what's the problem, right?" Lu Xingyun comforted himself.

Lu Xingyun looked at it, still staring at his white-haired old man.

"Senior, excuse me. Lu Xingyun turned around and walked outside the house after speaking.

I don't know, where did Lu Xingyun find a hoe and dig a grave pit in a corner of the medicine garden. At this moment, it is almost dusk. The dim light cast on this already silent valley made it even more bleak.

Lu Xingyun walked back to the wooden house and carried the white-haired old man to the dug grave.

"Senior, rest in peace. Lu Xingyun said bitterly as he wiped the white-haired old man's eyes with his hand.

Just as Lu Xingyun was about to bury it, Lu Xingyun found that there was an extremely fine crack in the clothes on the chest of the white-haired old man. Because, the white-haired old man was wearing a white shirt, and in this yellow light, he seemed to see more clearly.

Lu Xingyun threw down the hoe in his hand. Hurriedly squatted down and unbuttoned the white-haired old man's shirt. Lu Xingyun's expression froze instantly. Although I have guessed that this is the case, it is still a little hard to believe.

It was a wound that only a sword would form. However, there was no blood coming out of the wound, because if you look at the wound, you will see that the wound has been burned by fire. And the shape of this sinter is like a lightning bolt. It's good-looking, and it's also domineering. However, it is also very suffocating. Because it has a pitch-black color. Like the night of death.

"It turned out to be really "the wind and thunder". Lu Xingyun said heavily.

This "Wind Hidden Thunder" is one of the killing moves in Shangguan Jiannan's Old Zhuang's "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique". This swordsmanship is very fast, so fast that the opponent can't feel the sword moving. That's why only a thin sword mark will be left on the white-haired old man's chest. This is Feng Yin. Even more amazing is the thunder. This thunder is not really thunder, but this sintered shape, the shape of lightning. What really kills people is that sword qi that kills. Because this move kills people, it is not only the sword itself, but the sword qi that can break people's muscles and veins into intangible. The sword is a real thing, and it is easy to dissolve, but this sword qi is illusory, and the difficulty of resolving it can be imagined.

What surprised Lu Xingyun was not just this murderous sword technique. Lu Xingyun didn't believe that this was done by the old owner of Shangguan.

"This shouldn't be the old owner of Shangguan, because Shangguan Jiannan's reputation is very recognized in the rivers and lakes. This should be the so-called descendants of the old owner of Shangguan. Otherwise, who can use the killing move "Wind Hidden Thunder" in the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique. Lu Xingyun sighed and said alone.

"It seems that I really have to go to "Zixia Villa". Lu Xingyun crushed the mud in his hand and said.

Lu Xingyun buried the body of the white-haired old man and erected a tombstone with a wooden plank. It reads, "Tomb of the Confused Immortals." Since that night, Lu Xingyun saw the wine gourd and concluded that this white-haired old man was a confused fairy who was unpredictable and mysterious in the rivers and lakes.

This foolish fairy is the name he gave himself. What exactly it's called, no one knows. Including the Eastern Sea. I only know that there is this person in the rivers and lakes. But there is no record of him. But in the folk, there are always legends about him from time to time.

It is said that a few years ago, a woman was favored by a rich man. was forcibly taken by that little concubine. The next day, all 100 members of the rich man's family died unexpectedly. According to the woman, it was an old man with gray hair who rescued him. Of course, there are many such things in the private sector. From the beginning, to the present. All the people who were told were gray-haired old men, and no one knew how old he was.

Lu Xingyun also learned by accident that he was a free immortal.

At this time, Lu Xingyun was sitting on the stone bench under the tree, not knowing what he was thinking. One moment he looked at the ground, and the next he took a flask and sniffed it. What's even more strange is that when Lu Xingyun left, he also took the wine jug with him.