The sunset melts gold, and the twilight clouds merge.

Jiangnan East Road, a group of people faintly appeared on the post road under the Jinping Mountains.

When I got closer, it turned out to be a group of travelers traveling together, including young scholars dressed as scholars, and many men in strong suits, forming a small group of threes and twos according to the intimacy of the relationship, and I don't know how these dozen or so people who are in opposite directions got together.

"Childe, if we can't find the inn again, we will have to spend the night in the open air tonight, depending on the weather, but there will be heavy rain!" A crisp voice like a yellow oriole broke the silence and drew everyone's attention to a young man in Tsing Yi.

This is a handsome and handsome young man in Tsing Yi, with a graceful figure, obviously quite favored by the owner, the young man next to him put his hands behind his back, and smiled lightly: "Who told you to say that you must take advantage of the dawn to rush more roads, so that you missed the inn, as for whether it is raining, aren't there some pergolas on both sides of this road, and we will hide below when the time comes." ”

Seeing that the weak little guy raised his hand to gently wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, the person next to him couldn't see it at first.

A middle-aged scribe took the lead in speaking: "Although this post road has not been walked in Xiaxia, but from this width and the previous situation, it is quite prosperous, presumably it will not be long before you can see the inn, but unfortunately, none of us know much about this neighborhood, otherwise we would not have missed the inn before." ”

"It's not good, it's raining," a scholar suddenly spoke, and he already felt the cold rain fall on the back of his hand. ”

Before the words fell, the sky suddenly darkened, as if a curtain had unfolded in the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and there was a flash of white light, and there was about to be a heavy rain.

"What should I do, there's no place to stay around here!"

"Not necessarily," a merchant suddenly spoke, "I walked this road more than ten years ago, and I remember that there should be a deserted temple nearby, although more than ten years have passed, although this place has changed a lot, this deserted temple should still be there, but my memory is a little vague, I can't remember where it is." ”

"Temple, is that there?" said a man dressed as a Jianghu man, pointing to a hill shaped like a bull's head, and halfway up the mountain, a pointed tower was faintly exposed.

"Yes, that mountain is called Niutou Mountain, and that temple is on it. Seeing the bull head, the merchant's memory instantly became clear, and he said affirmatively.

After being confirmed, everyone was excited, grabbed the luggage and package, and ran according to the bull's head, sleeping overnight in this weather, ordinary people who have not polished their bodies, nine out of nine will get a serious illness, and they really can't afford to drag it out.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?" the little guy in Tsing Yi looked at the Tsing Yi scholar beside him who was motionless and looked up at the sky, urging, "If you don't keep up, there will only be the two of us left." ”

"It's nothing," the scholar in the green shirt lowered his head, "I just think this rain is a little strange, you walk slowly, give me the luggage in your hand, and I'll help you carry it." ”

The young scholar is naturally Chen Fusheng, and He Xiangjun is pretending to be a little servant to accompany him, since Yueyang Lou got off the boat, they first played in Bazhou for a few days, and then

Fortunately, everyone was out and about, and their feet were still quite strong, and it didn't take long to arrive at the temple.

"It really has to be a ruined temple!" muttered a thin young scholar as he looked at the temple surrounded by vines and weeds.

"Forget it, it's good to have such a place when you're away from home. "Middle-aged men have experienced a lot, but they don't feel messy.

"Lanruo Temple," looking at the plaque that was split in half on the ground, the middle-aged scribe shook his head, "This name is really not of any level, Lanruo itself is the meaning of the temple, and there is a suspicion of repetition." ”

"Alright, Mr. Zhang, you don't have to chew words there. Let's hurry in and be careful to drench you in the soup for a while. A big man smiled.

It was to squat down and feel the crack, "Sure enough." ”

Chen Fusheng flicked his fingertips and understood that this crack was not broken in half, but was created by someone with a sword volley.

Feeling something, Chen Fusheng looked up and saw that he had already unleashed the Qi Lookout technique.

Originally, this method was not cultivated, and he couldn't use it, but he finally had a lot of cultivation before, and the quality of Qingcheng's internal force was also quite high, and after reducing the effect, he could barely use it.

Not surprisingly, the entire Lanruo Temple was shrouded in a black gas, and the black gas was in the middle of the sky, rolling up a bunch of dark clouds.

"This rain is really weird, there are monsters behind it, good monsters, they can actually affect the time of the sky, I'm afraid it hasn't been cultivated for nearly a thousand years. Seeing that the other party was so tricky, Chen Fusheng suddenly had a little retreat.

There is no need, cultivators will not take the initiative to provoke enemies for themselves.

It's just that now he can't run out, this monster can make wind and rain, in addition to his own cultivation, it is also because of the favorable time and place. Now wherever the rain falls, it can be called the other party's domain, and you can't run through it.

What's more, Chen Fusheng remembered the fierce sword qi on the plaque of Lanruo Temple, under the cover of the black qi in Lanruo Temple, there seemed to be a homologous aura with Lone Star.

Follow everyone to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, accompanied by flying sand and stones, the sky suddenly darkened completely, Chen Fusheng put down the bookbox, inspected for a week, saw the courtyard, the trees are luxuriant, overgrown with weeds, sure enough, it is a trace of no one has taken care of it for a long time, the Jianghu guests who have long been accustomed to the wild days took out the velvet, and used the branches they picked up, the window lattices that were removed, and raised a fire in front of the offering table.

As soon as the fire rose, everyone's eyes lit up, followed by a thunderclap and a torrential downpour of rain.

"Dog's day, Chongyang has passed, how can this weather still be the same as summer?" A Jianghu guest surnamed Xiong ruthlessly tore off a chicken leg from the oiled paper bag and scolded.

Chen Fusheng remembered him, he and the two people in the same class were brothers in the same sect, they had been playing in the rivers and lakes for seven or eight years, and they had barely mixed up some fame, so they planned to settle down.

"Batian, don't say it, the Bodhisattva is above, let's accumulate some virtue. As soon as the middle-aged scribe spoke, Xiongbatian immediately shut up, he looked like a scholar, in fact, he was a brother with that Xiong Batian, but when he was young, he failed the imperial examination and only got a show, so he was angry, abandoned literature and martial arts, although he started late, his age and kung fu were the highest among the three, plus he was born in Xiucai, and his knowledge and eloquence were extraordinary, so Xiongbatian has always respected him, and he is the head of the horse, and he is also the link between several small gangs on weekdays.