The mountain light is green, the grass and trees are azure, the drizzle is like practice, the more it falls, the more urgent it becomes, the dense clouds outside the sky are still dark, and the long sky is like ink, which looks particularly gloomy.

The two woodcutters returned from collecting firewood, carrying the burden of the oxen, and they had arrived in front of the shrine between talking and laughing. They sat on a boulder under a tree and drank water and rested. One person patted the stack of firewood and said with a smile: "Lao Li, how much is this firewood worth?"

The other person was about to drink water, and when he heard this, he quipped, "I don't know how much it is, anyway, it's not enough for you to marry your mother-in-law!"

The man before laughed and scolded, "Don't you want to laugh at me, aren't you also a single person, how much better than us?"

"That's a big difference. I only heard that Lao Li slurped and drank saliva, shook his head, as if he had drunk wine, and said with a smile: "Have you heard of the British grandfather Li Tao?"

"Yo!" the man before teased, "Dare to love you, are you still a noble?" Then he changed his words and sneered, "Then how did you get Wudang Mountain to be a woodcutter and not go to Chang'an City to be a son?"

"Don't I want to?" Lao Li said disdainfully, "Grandpa was against Wu Fu Tang, defeated and died, listening to my father and mother, they finally escaped from the chaos, how dare we show our hiding when Wu Zhou?"

Hearing only a crisp sound, Lao Li threw the bamboo tube filled with water far into the "Five Dragons Temple".

The man was about to offer words of comfort, but unexpectedly, a strange sound came from the shrine, which frightened the two woodcutters.

"Water... water..."

A man was ragged, muddy, unkempt, like a beggar, and with all his strength, with both hands and feet, he crawled to the bamboo tube that was dripping with water, and went crazy and drank muddy water.

"Little brother?" the two woodcutters looked at each other when they saw this, and one of them asked tentatively, "Little brother, do you want water?"

The beggar's eyes twinkled, and he nodded.

The mountains of Wudang Mountain are undulating, and the peaks are staggered, since the Wei and Jin dynasties, most of them are the places where the immortals and saints seek to escape the world and live in seclusion, and they have been respected by the imperial court since the Sui Dynasty. To the founding of this dynasty, Emperor Taizong recognized the Taoist patriarch Laozi Li Er as the Taoist family, and the prosperity was unparalleled for a while.

In the "Five Dragons Temple", the beggar gulped water, and the two woodcutters looked at him carefully, and felt that although this person was down, the wind god between his eyebrows was not like a mediocre ordinary person.

Lao Li glanced at the ancestral hall, and suddenly found a gray cloth package, and shouted in a low voice: "Zhao Fu, look!", the woodcutter surnamed Zhao followed his gaze and glanced at it, only to feel strange: "What's the matter with a package?"

"I don't think it's the right package. Lao Li looked at the beggar who was drinking water and bowed his head silently, and said to Zhao Fu, "Literati and ink writers pack paper and pen clothes, and martial artists carry more blades, why is this package so strangely shaped? If it is a book, it is not like a sword..."

"!" Zhao Fu disagreed, "You and I don't see Wudang Daoist's saber less, is there one of this size?"

"That's what I mean!" Lao Li glared at Zhao Fufu and glanced at the beggar again, as if he was in a daze, and quietly approached the package with curiosity in his heart.

Just as Lao Li was about to get the package with one hand, a "don't move" sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like a mosquito, if he didn't pay attention, Lao Li would think that he had heard it wrong.

"Zhao Fu is you..."Lao Li looked back at his companion, but his companion was also looking at him, his eyes were relatively overwhelmed, and he was surprised to find that the beggar had disappeared at some point!

"What about the beggar!" Lao Li blurted out, Zhao Fu turned his head in panic, Lao Li himself looked in the direction of the package, and in an instant, the vision of the two was staggered, and at the same time, their necks were cold...

Under the mountain, the pine, cypress, green, lazy warbler is tired, a clear shadow shuttles through the field, the blue color is in full view, the warm breeze in Wudang winter is not harsh, but soft and very spring and autumn, the snow on the branches falls, the sun shines, and melts away like crystal salt.

The man's hat and green clothes were fast, but the tea kung fu was gone.

"Big ...... King... Spare your life..."

Zhao Fu had already burst into tears at this time, his nose was full of snot, he only thought that the other party was a bandit and a bandit, and he was chased and killed by the government and hid here, and now Lao Li found out that the secret of the family was about to kill people, so he shouted "Big... Don't kill me, king, I didn't see anything!" He thought about it, if it weren't for his companions, he wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe and ended up in a miserable place, maybe he died silently, and the old father at home didn't even know where to go to collect the corpse, thinking of this section, he scolded and said: "Why are your hands so cheap surnamed Li, Lao Tzu dies today, and tomorrow he will be a ghost, go to your house to teach you, and you will not live in peace every day!"

It is not uncommon for ordinary people to die unjustly and curse the poison of their children and grandchildren, and that person listened to Zhao Fu's words, and there was no reluctance and resentment, and he said without a trace: "This person looks mediocre, but he is affectionate." ”

Lao Li also sighed when he heard this, "Zhao Fu, are you guilty again, if you die, how can the thief leave me alive" The words continued, and he also explained himself in his heart: "It's better to die, if you go to your grandfather's side, you don't have to work every day, and you can really be a son, maybe you can be a son." Thinking of this, he scolded loudly: "Isn't the ungrateful thief king eight afraid of being punished by heaven! If you want to do it quickly, our brothers should drink hard on the Huangquan Road!"

Zhao Fu heard this and hurriedly said, "Cut him first, he will touch it..."

Lao Li heard this, and almost didn't recite it in one breath, "Zhao Fu, you ......"

Suddenly, the necks of the two of them were loosened, and the two of them hurriedly ran away, looking back, the beggar had disappeared, only a few fragments of copper plates on the ground were glowing slightly patina in the dark temple...

"Money, money!" Zhao Fu saw the copper plate and flew up.

Lao Li wanted to scold when he saw him behaving like this, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bear to open his mouth because he was in danger, so he had to snort. He turned around and picked up the bamboo tube, which was already empty, and he didn't realize it, "Is he really that thirsty?"

Looking back at Zhao Fu, who was still counting the money repeatedly, he couldn't help but scold: "Is the poor ghost reincarnated!

Zhao Fu couldn't help but shudder when he heard the words Xuanwuguan, and hurriedly picked up the load of firewood and went to Lao Li Jing.

At that time, it was the turn of noon, Su Qingyue sat on the branch and took a nap, the birds and birds chirped beside him, and the girl took off the hat and shook it gently. Her face was drenched in sweat, as if she had been running for a long time, and a breeze blew her green hair, revealing a frowning brow and anxious gaze.

It has been more than half a month since Xiangzhou parted, and the girl was especially dissatisfied with Qin Yuan's behavior, coupled with her different feelings for Ling Jiange, so she chased after her without hesitation. However, contrary to her wishes, she met with Ling Jiange and asked the secret of her heart, and she didn't want Ling Jiange to seem to deliberately avoid it, and she either set up suspicious soldiers or tricks along the way, it can be said that the three caves of the cunning rabbit are nowhere to be found, and Su Qingyue has chased in the wrong direction several times, making her suffer a lot.

But the girl was extremely tenacious, persevering, and finally found some clues near Wudang. At this moment, a dark shadow fell into the girl's eyes in the distance.

"How much money do you say the Guqing Daoist can give us?" Lao Li said as he walked, but Zhao Fu on the side was listless, "How many children can the old man give?" Maybe not as much as the "king"!"

"Look at that little bit of breath!" Lao Li said disdainfully, he said so, but he was secretly worried that it had just rained, and the firewood had not been moved into the ancestral hall in time to avoid the rain, and now the firewood was wet and lit, and it was not easy to ignite, and I didn't know how the soldiers would bargain. "I can't say that you and I are busy today..."

As he was talking, a green shadow flashed in front of him, and two woodcutters saw a girl in green clothes, hats, face cages, and tulle, and brocade clothes dancing in the wind, like a fairy.

"Have you ever seen a man with a sword?" asked Su Qingyue towards the two.

Lao Li Zhao Fu was stunned when he saw the stranger at first glance, but when he heard the girl's voice, it was very good, and Zhao Fu hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I just saved a beggar in the Five Dragons Temple... Saved a man... He... He had a blade, but he didn't know if it was a sword..."

"You know that he has a blade, but you don't know what it is?" Su Qingyue wondered, "Where is he now?"

Zhao Fu was choked by this question, and didn't know how to answer, Lao Li sighed and said, "It's not a secret, he..."

Lao Li calculated that this would not only conceal the whereabouts of that person, but also dissociate himself from him in order to protect himself. Zhao Fu's brain was relatively dull, although he didn't know why his companion said this, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, and he nodded again and again.

Su Qingyue originally wanted to inquire about Ling Jiange's location, but when she heard this, she felt very lost, but seeing that Li Zhao and the two of them did not seem to be fake, she couldn't help but sigh, thought for a while, and then asked, "Is there a place near here?"

Lao Li said, "To say that the place to settle down is nothing more than the temple Taoist temple, our Wudang is the Taoist nest, there is a "Xuanwu Temple" in the north ten miles to the north, you can leave pilgrims and Taoists to rest, but the Taoist priests are not very good to talk, if the girl does not dislike to wait for us to sell firewood He can come to my house for one night. ”

"Lao Li, you just like someone else's beauty, I go to your house to sleep, and I don't even want to take the wine..." This is the belly of a villain with the heart of a gentleman!" he spoke incoherently in a hurry.

"Phew, old pervert!" Zhao Fu scolded back, and just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly stunned, and his mouth was open, and he couldn't even spit out half a word. Lao Li looked at him and felt strange, looking back, only to see the girl lift the tulle, her face was like a peach blossom, her cheeks were crimson, her skin was like a crystal, with snow clouds and white salt, and her autumn pupils revealed a sorrow that was really better than in the painting.

Tang Shi mostly took plumpness as a beauty, and smiled more than the concubine and drunk the king and grandson, but after all, it was the hobby of the noble relatives and doctors, and the traffickers and pawns still loved the girl who was like a light whirlwind and a swallow.

Su Qingyue looked at the stunned two and said, "Thank you two for your kindness, if you have time, you will definitely visit." The voice fell like a warbler floating north, but it was difficult to see the shadow for a while, and only the two of them stood on their own.

"She... What did she say just now?" Lao Li said dumbly, Zhao Fu replied slowly, "It seems that I have time to go to your house as a guest...", and the sound of the two answers, fluttering in the wind, echoed among the thousands of peaks and obstacles.

Su Qingyue said goodbye to the two of them and walked towards the north quickly, along the way, the clouds and streams flew and the mountains of the Weiting Pavilion were entangled and the peaks were not blue, and when the snow melted, the green mountains were stacked and green, and the birdsong was ten miles of fragrant dust, and within an hour, the shadow of a magnificent building fell into the eyes of the girl.

Crossing the "Eagle Sorrow Stream", the mountain road is rugged and bumpy, and an ancient pavilion stands alone, the clouds and sea fog outside the pavilion are more than the jade waves, and the stones fall into the valley and can not hear a trace of echo. Su Qingyue entered the pavilion to rest, only to see a stone tablet in the pavilion engraved with three words: "Yan Gu Pavilion".

She looked at the mottled handwriting, recalled the scene in front of the fallen tear monument, only to feel that she was too careful, Qin Yuan acted cautiously, it was really her own loss of mind, she repented for a while, and then stroked the handwriting on the tablet, and blurted out: "Don't go to the clouds, the leaves are flying, and the people are different, and they don't make a line." ”

I thought to myself: "I disobeyed the order this time, and finally parted ways with Young Master Qin, the sky abandoned the valley, and treated me with deep kindness, and when I finished finding Ling Jiange, I returned to the valley to ask for sin, if I was lucky enough not to die, I would wander the end of the world, and this remnant of my life." ”

Thinking like this, the sun is getting slanting, the sky is scattered, and the mountains are approaching hazy between the clouds and shadows. The girl dressed up and set off towards the building.

The Taoist temple is built according to the mountain and is in the form of encirclement, and the northwest leans against the southeast of the mountain. The courtyard in the view is a group, there are Qing Palace, high platform, purple smoke curling, lotus pond, Baifang Pavilion is slim and jade, low house, yellow sorghum, low eaves, green tiles cover each other, it is really like a purple mansion, Lingtai is difficult to find immortal hidden.

Su Qingyue guessed that Ling Jiange had gone up the mountain, there was nowhere to hide in this vicinity, and most of them came to the vicinity of the Taoist temple, but she didn't know how to ask, if she startled the snake and told him to run away again, he would have lost all his efforts.

"Why are you here so late today?"

A shout came, and Su Qingyue hid behind a tree outside the courtyard wall and looked towards where the sound came from. I saw that the two woodcutters in front of the gate were laughing together, it was Li Zhao and the others, and a Taoist boy opposite him looked very aggrieved with a sad face.

"Today, I was unlucky, and I just ran out of chai and ran into you two who were late, so I couldn't prepare a meal, and the master scolded me for being lazy and punished me for kneeling for two hours!"

"Xiaoquan'er, don't be angry, Uncle Li knows that you are wronged, is it not raining and the road is slippery, so you can delay for a little longer?" Lao Li whispered, Xiaodaotong may be young and kind-hearted, so he complained more than blamed for his words, and only because he was wronged did he reprimand the two of them, and at this moment, after listening to the defense, he didn't say more, and was about to pay the bill, but when he found out, there was nothing in his arms. "I... Where's my money bag?" Xiao Quan'er patted around, but he couldn't find it anyway, his eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were moist.

Lao Li looked at his appearance and coaxed again and again: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll give you this firewood at a discount, I just hope that next time you will find Uncle Li to buy firewood!"

Xiao Daotong was stunned when he heard this, and shook his hand again and again: "No, no, how can this be done?"

"How can you not do it?" Lao Li smiled heartily and patted him on the shoulder, "That's it!" Zhao Fu, your firewood is not raining, and it can be sold for some good prices, but if you are late today, you will miss someone's time, so you have to have some expressions. ”

"What does it mean?" Zhao Fu changed his honest style, his two eyes glared at the copper bell, and he seemed to wave his hand at Lao Li, "Either give the money or I go, the broken gong also struck three times, this firewood is not falling from the sky, it will be given to him in vain!"

Lao Li frowned when he heard this, but this matter is not good, and after all, it is not a glorious thing to do it. But he saw that Xiao Daotong was embarrassed, so he couldn't bear to help or not to help, the two thoughts of fighting in his mind were finally more truth than human feelings, and he turned his head and said no more.

Not far away, Su Qingyue heard it in her ears and saw it in her eyes, and she also felt that this matter was a little difficult to do, "What the stupid woodcutter said is not bad, business is a business after all, if you insist on making profits, it is better to rob it." After thinking about it, Zhao Fu was still chattering, but the Dao Tong became more and more silent, Su Qingyue also felt that she couldn't bear to show up, and suddenly her heart froze, and when she saw that Zhao Fu's lips couldn't help opening and closing, his head didn't move in one direction.

"That's!" Su Qingyue's pupils dilated suddenly, and suddenly there was silence all around, her heart was beating wildly, and even the sound of saliva swallowing poured into her ears.

Lao Li had been listening to Zhao Fu's noise for a long time, and was about to say something, when he suddenly glanced at a hair-thin Yin Hong between his companion's necks, and suddenly felt something different, and went up to pat Zhao Fu on the shoulder, but Zhao Fu didn't hear it, but his voice became quieter.

"Zhao Fu, Lao Zhao, Zhao San'er!" Lao Li's voice became more and more urgent, and the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

"Uncle Li, stop filming, he can't speak. The boy chuckled. Lao Li looked at him and said hurriedly: "Xiao Quan'er, why is this?"

"Can a dead man speak?"

A voice came faintly, and the cold in the words was clear, Lao Li turned his head to look at the side of the Taoist temple, and at some point, there was an extra person wearing a green gauze crown on his head, wearing a Yunjin Taoist robe, and a colorful ancient sword slowly walked out and came to the side of the Taoist boy. Lao Li looked at the man coming, and before he could react for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of a cooing sound, and looked at him fixedly, and when he went to the landing, he was so frightened that the three souls went to Qiluo, and his face was bruised like a frosted eggplant.

Zhao Fu's head was castrated, and he rolled straight to the feet of the two Taoist priests and was trampled by that person.

"You... You..."Lao Li suddenly saw his friend die tragically, and his head was in a different place, recalling the scene in the Five Dragons Temple, and he really said a prophecy. He was so frightened and angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

The sky is getting dark, and the sky is empty, which is a good day, but the glow shines on the two Taoist priests, but there is an indescribable coldness, which is terrifying.

"Uncle Li, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Daotong's face was full of smiles, as if it didn't matter if he died, things were worse than animals, and the blood and water on the ground accumulated into a small pool, but Xiao Tong didn't even look at it and smiled, "Uncle Li, don't be afraid that Senior Brother Yunling won't kill you." ”

"Little..."Lao Li said in a trembling voice when he heard this, "Lin Quan, Yunling, you... How can you two kill innocents indiscriminately? Zhao Fu, he just talks a little more..."Tears flashed in the corners of Lao Li's eyes, "But he didn't die for his crimes!"

"Uncle Li, what you said is not right. Lin Quan frowned and said, "He hurt me so badly, I didn't want to deal with him, but he just wanted to touch my moldy head, which can't blame me." ”

"What?" Lao Li was stunned, and then heard Lin Quan laugh again, "Uncle Li, you are different, the empathetic Bodhisattva has a much stronger heart than that animal!"

The word "livestock" smashed into Lao Li's heart like a boulder, completely shattering the temper he had cultivated for many years, and I saw a man in his thirties with his hair standing on end, his face flushed, like an angry lion rushing towards the two!

Yun Ling had already paid attention, the corner of his mouth sneered, his thumb flicked the ancient sword, and the hilt flew upside down, like a sound of a gallope through the wind, shooting towards Lao Li's chest.

"Alas, Master often said that people should be self-aware, why some animals always like to be self-conscious, which is really incomprehensible. Lin Quan shook his head and sighed, as if he had already regarded the woodcutter as a dead man.

Seeing that the hilt of the sword was about to pierce through the strong wind brought by Lao Li's henchmen, the woodcutter's hair was flying wildly, but Lao Li was extremely calm in his heart, and he went to death with the thought of his old friend. "Lao Zhao, don't go fast, brother, I'm here to invite you to drink!" The stinginess of the past has turned into remorse and regret at the time of survival, and the crystal tears splashed ripples in the heart.

In a trance, a melodious warbler cry sounded in his ears, and then his chest fell as if he had been hit hard, and flew out unconscious......