Xu Tiandi was extremely eloquent, and what he said was thrilling, and Yun Xiaoxi, who listened directly, and Han Xuemei, Song Yourong and others around him frowned.

Yun Xiaoyou saw his younger brother talking to a pair of grandchildren here, and Li Ziye walked far away, and said, "Brother, what are you talking about." ”

Yun Xiaoye retracted his mind, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, I'll walk around first, leave me alone." ”

Yun Xiaoyou glanced at his younger brother and Han Xuemei walking along the lakeside to the west, thinking that there would be nothing wrong, and he didn't care, so he greeted Song Yourong and gradually dispersed.

Li Ziye didn't leave, and seemed to be a little confused, looking at Xu Tiandi in front of him who was holding a bamboo pole and curtain of "joking about the world" for a while.

Xu Tiandi sighed, glanced at Yun Xiaoxie's back, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he pulled his granddaughter Xiaohuan and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Li Ziye said word by word: "Don't you tell fortunes now?"

Her voice was a little hoarse and low, and she seemed to be a little hesitant and puzzled.

Xu Tiandi suddenly turned his head, looked at Li Ziye in amazement, his eyes flickered, and said, "This ...... This fairy, do you say?"

Li Ziye shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that you are very similar to a person I have seen before, many years ago, that person was here and used the Tiangang God to deduce the fate for me, hey, I must have read it wrong, after so many years, it is impossible for him to still be in the world." ”

After Li Ziye finished speaking, the pain in his eyes became heavier, and he shook his head helplessly.

Yes, it was 600 years ago, like yesterday.

Who in the world can live for 600 years?

The fortune teller he met on the shore of Shili Ping Lake at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains was more than 100 years old, if the whole old man in front of him was really him, wouldn't it be more than 700 years old?

It's not that cultivators can't live to be more than seven hundred years old, but they are very rare, and there is no one in ten thousand, and the ancestor of the Shushan faction, Changmei Zhenren, has only lived to be seven hundred and fifty-nine years old.

The first generation of the Demon Sect's ancestor, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, is said to have lived for more than eight hundred years.

Xu Tiandi looked at Li Ziye's white back, as if he had thought of something, and shouted, "Fairy, can I ask your old man whose surname is?"

"His name is Qiankunzi. In the darkness, Li Ziye's slow voice was heard, and after a few moments, her figure disappeared into the darkness.

"Qiankunzi?!" Xu Tiandi's face changed slightly, his body trembled, and an incredible excitement appeared in his eyes at some point.

"It turned out to be her!"

He thought of a person, an old man.

Feeling the change in her grandfather, the little girl said in surprise: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Do you know that Qiankunzi?"

The night breeze blew, Xu Tiandi's gray hair and beard fluttered in the wind, and the wrinkles on his face rose layer by layer, as if it was whipped out of an invisible whip of time.

He shook his head slowly, didn't speak, just kept looking in the direction where Li Ziye disappeared.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad.

Look at each other on the moon. Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals. ”

Suddenly there was a soft woman's chant behind her, her voice was pleasant and soft, and there was a hint of sadness and charm.

Xu Tiandi and Xiaoya turned their heads at the same time, but they saw that under the moonlight like water, standing on the shore of the sparkling lake was a fair woman dressed in white, with charming eyes like waves, a beautiful face, and long hair hanging down, it was the little fox who had disappeared for a day.

"Sister Tanuki!"

Xiaoya's eyes immediately lit up, knowing that with this little fox sister, then she and her grandfather must have made a fortune, and at the moment she took the little fox's hand and said with a smile: "Sister Little Fox, I miss you so much." ”

Xu Tiandi snorted, and said angrily: "Dead girl, I have really raised you for nothing all these years, and I have never heard you say that you miss grandpa!"

The little fox patted the little girl's round cheek and smiled: "The little girl is really good, my sister will buy you sugar gourds to eat later." ”

After speaking, her eyes glanced at the white-clothed girl in the darkness in the distance, and suddenly said softly: "It turned out to be her." ”

Xu Tiandi's body was shocked, his mouth moved, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from this nine-tailed heavenly fox who had lived for thousands of years, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "After so many years, I didn't expect her to appear again." ”

The bewitching color in the little fox's eyes suddenly became rich, and she said slowly: "Look at her appearance, there is no change from back then, and her cultivation is not much higher, I am afraid that it has something to do with the strange mirror of the Shushan faction." I heard that you used the Tiangang Divine Calculation to deduce her destiny here, I wonder what you saw at the beginning?"

"The lone star is day by day. Xu Tiandi said word by word.

"Eh? It's the Lone Star Chasing the Sun Again, How can the strange women of the Shushan Sect have this hobby? The heirs of the two generations of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword turned out to be the same fate......

The little fox was stunned for a moment, then shook his head dumbly, took the little girl's hand, turned his head and walked slowly to the east.

Countless canvas tents over there lit up with fire, like stars in the nine heavens, scattered on this ancient and mysterious land.

On the other side of the Pinghu Lake, near the cliff and stone wall, Yun Xiaoxie shouted as if he had discovered the Nine Heavens Spirit Treasure: "Senior Sister Han, come and see, there are words on this big stone!"

Han Xuemei, who was beside her, was standing on a rock looking at the moonlit lake, and when she heard his voice, she couldn't help but look back.

Yun Xiaoye wiped off the dark green moss on a big stone, and said with a smile: "I don't know how many years ago the people who visited the lake carved it!"

After speaking, he read carefully.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad.

Look at each other on the moon. Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals. ”

"This is still a love poem!" Yun Xiaoxie laughed obscenely, and said: "It must be a pair of shameless dog men and women who carved it!" Hehe, this poem is well written, it is very appropriate and lingering, write it down first, and it may be useful when you meet a beautiful fairy in the future." ”

Han Xuemei smiled bitterly and shook her head slightly, not wanting to disturb this guy's plan to chase girls in the future.

"Babbling ......"

Yun Xiaoye suddenly couldn't help but scream in surprise, and Han Xuemei turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

Yun Xiaoye didn't answer, but wiped the underside of the four lines of poetry on the stone, revealing two strange patterns, like the signature of this love poem.

The top one is a crescent-shaped marking, which is very strange.

Underneath is a triangular leaf pattern.

The reason why Yun Xiaoye was surprised was because he had seen the pattern of the triangular leaf before.

In Han Xuemei's surprised gaze, Yun Xiaoye took out a note from the Qiankun bag, which was the letter left to Yun Xiaoye when Li Ziye left in Ciyun Nunnery that day.

"I can't let go of the past, don't wait for me, I'll look for you when I figure it out. ”

The font is beautiful and round, and the signature is a triangular maple leaf, and the name of the plum leaf is not written.

Yun Xiaoxiao checked the triangular maple leaf mark on the letter, and then looked at the mark on the stone.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slowly.

He said secretly in his heart: "These four poems were left by Li Ziye back then? I didn't expect that she still had an unforgettable love story back then! She was so savage, she was a demon at every turn, who would like her? Hey, maybe it was just a coincidence. ”

His gaze focused on the crescent-shaped mark on the triangular maple leaf, and he felt quite familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Han Xuemei saw that Yun Xiaoxie's face changed instantly, sometimes wrinkled, sometimes stretched, and sometimes obscene, so she asked.

"What did you find?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing!"

Yun Xiaoye hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's continue to cultivate our sentiments for the moon and the moon." ”

Not long after the two of them left the shore of this rocky lake, the figure of Li Ziye dressed in white slowly appeared, she stood in a daze on the stone money, her eyes flashed with a confused and painful look, and the corners of her mouth were sobbing slightly.

It seemed like going back many years ago, maybe it was yesterday for her.

Yun Xiaoxie is not the kind of person who is entangled, and it is still uncertain whether the love poem he accidentally discovered was left by Li Ziye six hundred years ago.

Under the moonlight, he stood side by side with Han Xuemei.

Seeing that Han Xuemei was a little sullen again, he rolled his eyes and said, "Senior Sister Han, let me ask you a question." ”

Han Xuemei turned her head slightly and said, "What?"

Yun Xiaoye grabbed his head and said, "Our cultivator sword flies in the sky, why can't we hit the stars?"

Han Xuemei was stunned for a moment, looked at the stars in the sky, and after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what the reason was, and when she saw Yun Xiaoxie's smug face, she asked, "Why?"

Yun Xiaoxie grimaced, and said word by word: "Because the stars will shine!"

"The stars will shine...... Forehead...... "Han Xuemei was so smart, she immediately understood, a smile flowed from her handsome cheeks, and she smiled: "It's not a problem." ”

Yun Xiaoxie smiled and said: "This is a joke! Let me tell you one more one, one night when I was a child, my mother asked me to count the stars in the sky, do you guess what I said made the elders and brothers around me laugh and bend over?"

Han Xuemei was very angry and said, "What are you talking about?"

Yun Xiaoxie couldn't help but laugh and said, "I told my mother that it was too dark at night to see clearly." I'll count ...... when it's dawn."

"Poof......

Han Xuemei couldn't help laughing softly this time, the flowers and branches were spreading, and the white hair on her temples shook violently with her laughter.

Yun Xiaoxie saw her laughing, and was very proud in his heart, thinking that he was really amazing, even Han Xuemei, an iceberg beauty, could make him laugh, he was really a peerless talent in the past and the present.

He pulled Han Xuemei to sit on a big rock, facing the calm lake, and said, "Just smile and bend over? I'll shake you a big burden again......

In the distance, Yun Xiaodemon saw that it was not early, so he beckoned everyone to go back.

She saw what Li Xiaoyao and Li Chanyin were looking at, Lu Linglang and Xu Baofeng were also discussing beside them, and walked over and said, "Senior Brother Li, have you seen the little evil?"

Li Xiaoyao was excited, pointed to the distance, and said strangely: "The little evil is really a baby, we have been chatting for a long time, and we don't dare to disturb." ”

Yun Xiaodemon looked at it suspiciously, and his face suddenly changed greatly under this look.

I saw Yun Xiaoye and Han Xuemei sitting side by side on a big rock near the lake, and I didn't know what this stinky boy said, Han Xuemei, the love fairy who had always been as cold as frost, couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

There are 10,000 young disciples of this generation in Shushan, to say the least, plus the outer disciples who have not yet started, nearly 30,000. Everyone knows that Han Xuemei can't laugh.

Even Lu Linglang, Xu Baofeng and others from Jade Girl Peak, who lived with Han Xuemei, had almost never seen her smile.

At this moment, on the shore of Pinghu Lake in the moonlight, Han Xuemei let out a crisp and pleasant laugh from time to time, like a wind chime colliding, like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

"My God, he's a wonder!"

Seeing this, Yun Xiaoyou rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not mistaken, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, she seemed even more surprised, and said dumbly: "It turns out that Senior Sister Han can really laugh!"

In the whole world, there is only one person who can make Han Xuemei smile sincerely. Only in front of this lewd teenager does she seem to be able to truly open her heart, forget all the pressure, and unload all the burdens.

After Yun Xiaoxie's twelfth joke was finished, Han Xuemei laughed for a long time, pursed her lips and said, "You say one more." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao spread his hands and said, "It's not early, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Han Xuemei took his hand, as if she was holding it tightly under the ancient cave of Luotu Mountain that day, without noticing the slightest abnormality, everything was so natural and harmonious.

She said, "Let's go back if we say one more." ”

"Okay!" Yun Xiaoye waved his hand and said, "It is said that a long time ago, there was a great flood in the world, many cities were flooded, and many people died, among which there was an old man, who saw that the flood was overflowing, so he climbed on the roof and prayed to the Buddha to rescue him. When the flood water reached his knees, a small boat came, and the captain told him to go up. He said, "If I don't go up, the Buddha will save me." After a long time, the flood flooded his chest, and another boat came, but he still didn't go up, insisting that the Buddha save me. When the flood reached his mouth, a third boat came, and the captain said, "Come up quickly, for if you don't come up you will be drowned." ”

Yun Xiaoxie's eyes turned a few times, looked at Han Xuemei, who was engrossed in his attention, and continued: "But that old man still insisted that the Buddha would rescue him, so he was drowned. ”

Han Xuemei thought for a while and said, "It's not funny." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled: "Listen to me." It is said that after the old man was drowned, his soul went to the Western Elysium, and saw the Buddha, so he was very angry and said: Buddha, I am so devout to you, I worship three incense sticks a day, why don't you save me? The Buddha was even more angry than him, and said loudly: There is a flood in the world, and I need to rescue everywhere, and I sent three boats to rescue you in my busy schedule, but you yourself are stupid and don't go up, and it is my ...... business."

Han Xuemei's mouth was slightly open, her face was red, and there seemed to be a blazing flame exploding in her bright eyes like autumn water.

"Hehe! hehe......"

She couldn't help it any longer, turned her face and giggled, and then felt that she was a woman, and it was really not good to be rude to others in public, and it was very different from her usual cold personality. So she buried her head between her knees, her body trembled slightly, and even the Xuanshuang Divine Sword inserted in her back seemed to feel her master's mood, buzzing non-stop.

It was already late at night, the cold wind was lonely, the shadows trembled slightly, and on the calmest night before the storm, everyone seemed to be different from before.

The crisp laughter echoed in the thick night, like the ripples of the water of the Ping Lake, slowly dispersing in all directions.

A gray waterfowl emerged from the lake, with a large pointed beak and a huge fish in its mouth, and flew towards the east against the surface of the lake.

The water fowl swept over the heads of countless people, leaped to the starry tents, and was struck down by a blue light from a cultivator, and then the water fowl and fish became his dinner tonight.

The moment the waterfowl was knocked down, it let out a sharp scream, which woke up a person next to a bonfire not far away.

There was an old man, a little girl, and a bewitching woman with very long hair.

The three of them looked up at the same time, looking at the trajectory of the falling waterfowl in the dark, and then, they saw the peak hidden under the night in the darkness in the distance, which was the place of the heart magic battle for more than 3,000 years, the peak of the Tianshan Mountains.

(I received an editor's notice.,This book is on the shelves this Friday.,People who read this book can recharge in advance.,I'll send a single chapter testimonial before it goes on the shelves tomorrow.。 )