Yueyang Ancient City, Yueyang Tower, dusk.

The waves of Dongting Lake under the sunset flickered, the golden glow shrouded the lake, the sculls were rippling on the lake, and the sky was almost dark, a layer of faint clouds and smoke shrouded in the lake, from Yueyang Tower, it was really like a fairyland on earth.

Yun Xiaoxie wasn't sure if the short and thin messenger had swallowed his own money and fled, so he didn't leave, and he and Song Yourong were still drinking tea on the third floor of Yueyang Tower and watching the scenery.

Suddenly, he saw an old man and a young man on the street not far from Yueyang Tower, and the old man was still holding a white curtain in his hand.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Seeing this, Song Yourong asked, "What's wrong?"

Yun Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "I met an old acquaintance." ”

There was a table in front of him, there was a pot of tea on the table, the old man's hair was half white, quite a bit of a fairy style, I saw a cute girl of seven or eight years old standing next to him, the girl was also holding a bamboo pole and cloth curtain in her hand, and the words "joking about the world" were written.

These two grandfathers and grandsons are the two storytellers that Yun Xiaoyi met at the North City Wharf of Tianshui City seven days ago.

Yueyang City, although the scale is slightly less than Tianshui City, but the prosperity is even more, after all, the ancient city of Yueyang is connected to the Yangtze River in the north, Dongting Lake in the south, and the mountain range dozens of miles away is where the old village of the Qian family is located, not only Han people, but also many Miao people wearing Miao Baise costumes.

At this moment, dozens of people were already gathered around the storyteller, waiting with interest.

The old storyteller was not in a hurry, he slowly poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, smiling, others really felt that although the old man did not look good, he seemed to have a temperament.

Otherworldly temperament!

After a while, the little girl who was joking about the bamboo poles and curtains in the world saw a lot of people, and finally said, "Grandpa, what are we talking about today?"

The storyteller put down the teacup in his hand and coughed lightly, and said, "When you come to this ancient city of Xiangxi, you naturally want to talk about this Xiangxi." ”

The little girl said, "What's the matter?"

"Today, there are countless people who seek immortality in vain, and now they are divided into all kinds of gate forces, not to mention the so-called literati of the Confucianism lineage, let's just say that this is the same line as the Tao, Buddha, and Buddha......"

The old storyteller opened his mouth and gushed endlessly, and the granddaughter next to him also asked from time to time, this pair of grandparents and grandchildren is really seamless, and the old storyteller has an excellent mouth, and there are more and more people watching and listening to the book.

From the ancient Wu clan to the four major families in Xiangxi today, and then introduced the current situation, it is natural to talk about the Tianshan Heart Magic War more than two months later.

Just as everyone was fascinated by what they were listening to, a joking voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Said: "In your opinion, which sect disciple can shine in this Heart Demon Fantasy Battle?"

There are a lot of people, and no one knows who said this, of course, this is also what many officials want to know, after all, they have more or less put some money in the gambling house, and they are related to the financial route, so naturally they are all interested and have asked.

The storyteller's face stiffened for a moment, and then he pinched his beard and smiled: "If you want to say that this year's Heart Demon War, the battle is only much more tragic than the previous one, a hundred years ago in the Huangshan War, the Demon Dao retreated from the wilderness, and it has not come out for a hundred years, and they are trying their best to cultivate young disciples." In recent years, the great fame is like the blood boy Ren Wuru, the ghost boy Qin Daoyi, the wonderful fairy Shi Shaobei, and the dream fairy Bai Feifei are all first-class wizards of the younger generation in the world, not to mention the cultivation, and all of them have the treasures of the Demon Sect, and the righteous disciples want to deal with the four of them, but they are afraid that they will have to work hard. ”

At this moment, the joking voice sounded again, and said, "You still haven't said which sect of disciples will shine." ”

The big-eyed little girl beside the old man wrinkled, feeling that the more she heard this playful voice, the more familiar it became, as if she had heard it somewhere, and looked around for the source of the sound.

However, there were a large number of people in front of him, and the sky had already darkened, so he didn't lock on to that person for a while.

The storyteller coughed lightly, "This ...... This old man is not easy to say, there are talented people in the country, but the old man can guess one or two, Gu Yufeng, the sword son of the Shushan faction, and the empty phase of the Zen son of Jiaye Temple may be able to win the crown. The Shushan faction is a famous sword cultivation faction, with extremely strong attack power, and the Jiaye Temple is cultivating the Buddhist mind, and the defensive power is far superior to other sects, hey, if you want to say which of them can stand out, the old man is not sure. ”

As soon as the storyteller's voice fell, the joking voice sounded again, only this time the tone was high, and it seemed a little angry.

Said: "Is there any mistake, in fact, the Shushan faction is not only Gu Yufeng's, haven't you heard of a peerless young man named Yun Xiaoxie?"

"Yun Xiaoxie?"

Everyone shook their heads, and even the old storyteller had a strange face.

Yun Xiaoye stood behind the crowd and cursed in a low voice, muttering to himself: "It's all a bunch of ordinary people! I haven't even heard my name! I'm really angry! I'm so angry!"

Song Yourong next to her chuckled in a low voice, it seemed that she was quite happy when she saw Yun Xiaoxie's angry appearance at this moment, and even a little gloating.

After a while, the crowd became quieter, and the little girl said crisply, "Who is Yun Xiaoxie? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Yun Xiaoxie was disappointed as if he wanted to leave, but when he heard the little girl's voice at this moment, he was angry, squeezed into the crowd, and shouted: "Yun Xiaoxie, you don't know?

The little girl and the storyteller were stunned when they saw this bald little boy, and the storyteller's eyes were even more sparkling, looking at Yun Xiaoxie.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she suddenly thought that this guy was not the unashamed teenager at Tianshui Wharf?

It was really a narrow road, and she immediately said loudly: "It turned out to be you!"

Yun Xiaoxiao shouted: "Isn't it me, you haven't even heard of my name, it's really short-sighted!"

The little girl was stunned again, and said, "Your name? You are that Yun Xiaoxie? Didn't you just say that he has a face like a crown of jade, a tall figure, and a better appearance than Pan An? Why are you ......?"

Yun Xiaoxie's face froze, he looked his figure up and down, and frowned: "Am I very bad?"

Everyone laughed, even Song Yourong couldn't help but laugh, seeing that Yun Xiaoxiao was about to make trouble again, he squeezed into the crowd, pulled his arm, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, let's go." ”

Yun Xiaoxie was willing to leave, and shouted at the little girl, "Are you saying that I am very ugly?"

The little girl shrugged her shoulders with contempt.

Yun Xiaoxiao was so angry that he was about to flip the table and smash the field, but fortunately, Song Yourong grabbed him and dragged him out with force.

After this small turmoil, everyone was in no mood to listen to the book, so they threw a few big coins on the table in twos and threes, and then gradually dispersed.

The little girl and her grandfather picked up the bounty money one by one, and it seemed that they had gained a lot, so that the grandfather and grandson both smiled.

Yun Xiaoye was dragged downstairs by Song Yourong to the downstairs of Yueyang Tower, muttering and cursing, as if he was still angry with the little girl, and threatened from time to time to smash their field and teach this little girl a lesson that doesn't know the height of the sky.

Seeing the sun set, Song Yourong was about to propose that Yun Xiaoye should find an inn to live in first, and at this moment, a short and thin middle-aged man wearing Miao costumes rode an old horse to the nearest place, it was the messenger Sang Laohan who Yun Xiaoxiao spent three taels of silver to hire at noon.

Seeing that Yun Xiaoye and the others were here, Sang Laohan immediately turned over and dismounted, and said, "Childe, are you really waiting for the old man here?"

Yun Xiaoxie looked at the sound and saw this person, his originally angry face immediately improved, and said, "Has the letter been delivered?"

The man smiled: "Naturally, it was delivered, you can rest assured of my reputation, this is Miss Qian's reply to you." ”

After speaking, he reached out and took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Yun Xiaoxie, Yun Xiaoxie raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Did she really reply to me?"

Song Yourong nodded and said, "I think it's probably enough, I still know a little bit about Qian Thirteen's style of acting in recent years." ”

Yun Xiaoxie's face turned pale, and he sent the messenger away, and he didn't look at the letter without looking at it, and finally stuffed it into Song Yourong's hand.

"You can help me take a look, if it's scolding me, I won't look at it. ”

Song Yourong smiled slightly bitterly, shook out the letterhead inside, and looked at the words on the letterhead by the light of the lantern at the entrance of Yueyang Tower.

Suddenly, her face became strange, and Yun Xiaoyi on the side couldn't help but say when she didn't speak, "What did she say?"

Song Yourong's brows suddenly furrowed, his tone was a little cold, he stuffed the letter to Yun Xiaoxie, and hummed, "See for yourself." ”

Yun Xiaoyi was puzzled, glanced at it, and suddenly frowned.

Qian Thirteen Sister's reply was shorter than Yun Xiaoxi's apology letter, but the handwriting was much better than Yun Xiaoxie's.

There are only nine words in total, the font is neat and round, quite delicate, and it is the fly's head that is used.

"It's also the first time I've received a letter. ”

There are only these nine words, and the signature is a pattern that looks like a black short stick, and the black short stick hidden in Qian Thirteen Sister's sleeve is somewhat similar.

Yun Xiaoye frowned, puzzled, pulled Song Yourong, and said, "What does she mean?"

Song Yourong didn't know why a sudden anger suddenly appeared in his heart, and he snorted: "Ask me what I'm doing? Isn't it written very clearly?"

Yun Xiaoxie was puzzled, wondering why Song Yourong suddenly turned his face, looking at her cold appearance, he didn't dare to ask her anymore at the moment, so he could only scratch his head.

Song Yourong said, "Let's go, find an inn to live in." ”

Yun Xiaoye nodded silently, and was just about to walk towards the depths of the ancient city of Yueyang, when suddenly, a terrible scream came from the direction of Dongting Lake not far to the south.

The cry was like a roar before death, with infinite horror, which made people's scalp tingle a little.

Yun Xiaoye immediately hit a spirit, and he screamed a few times last night, but now he is like a frightened bird, raising his eyes.

Yun Xiaoye glanced at Song Yourong and said, "It seems that something happened, let's go and see!"

Song Yourong also heard that terrible and terrifying roar just now, and he was also suspicious in his heart, so he nodded immediately and said, "Okay." ”

At this moment, there are still many people near Yueyang Tower, and everyone looks south, especially those people standing on Yueyang Tower, who are talking about it around the wooden fence, and many people are running to the south.

The two ran with the crowd, which was only a few hundred zhang away from Dongting Lake, and soon came to the lakeside.

In the dimness, I saw a small boat on the shore swaying by itself, and the waters around the hull were glowing with blood-red liquid from time to time, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Yun Xiaoxiao dragged a local and asked, "What happened?"

The man was a man in his early twenties, looking at the costume, it should be a Han man, his face was slightly pale, and he said, "Water demon, it's a water demon!"

Yun Xiaoxie's body shook and said, "What water demon?"

The man said: "I don't know, I've been hurting people recently......"

Before the man could say anything, there were suddenly the exclamations of countless people beside him, mixed with shouts and shouts. Yun Xiaoye turned his head to look, only to see a naked man dragging something out of the water, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

It's a human arm!