The carriage traveled half a mile and came to a halt in front of the small courtyard.

Jiang Xiaoman jumped out of the carriage and walked to the courtyard gate, and saw a couplet hanging on the gate of this small courtyard with a quaint taste.

"Leisurely return to the ruins and prosperous people who are not passers-by, thousands of years of pines and cypresses and thousands of years of green lotus willow are the masters. ”

The young man raised his head, chanted lightly, and exclaimed, "Good words, really good words." ”

This link only has the upper link and the lower link, but there is a lack of horizontal batches.

But even so, it still can't hide the majestic pen power.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the pen of the writer is quite brilliant.

The so-called words are like their people, and people are like their words.

There is an incomparable sword intent hidden between the words, and the owner of the small courtyard must be an unborn master.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Knocking lightly on the firewood door three times, Jiang Xiaoman waited quietly for the righteous father in the mouth of the bull-riding boy to come and open the door.

About halfway through, footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

The footsteps are heavy but not dull, one deep and one shallow.

It seems that the owner of the footsteps has been injured in the legs and feet.

The leaky firewood door slowly opened from the inside, and Jiang Xiaoman finally saw the owner of the small courtyard.

This is a man, an extremely handsome man to be exact.

The man is wearing a green shirt, with red phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, which is a scarf that only the 36 Confucian scholars in one side will wear, and his face is white.

If it weren't for the faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he wouldn't have seen that his age had entered the age of knowing the destiny of heaven.

"When someone knocks on the door, there is naturally someone. The man pushed open the door, saw the three people outside the door smiled lightly, and said something that made Jiang Xiaoman a little confused.

Jiang Xiaoman bowed slightly, and whispered to the man: "The juniors are heading north, and I want to take a break when I pass by your village today, and I ask the seniors to forgive me for the trouble." ”

Ji Xiaoyue followed behind Jiang Xiaoman, and the girl surnamed Xiao stood in front of the carriage.

There are teenagers here, and naturally there are no two people to come forward to deal with people, and they are happy to do so.

The man laughed, waved his hand, and said, "I think it's because I think I'm worried that the kid told you to come to me, and if you have a way, you will be a guest, and you don't need so many courtesies." ”

With that, he turned sideways and let the three of them into the small courtyard.

"So, thank you, senior!"

Jiang Xiaoman shook his hand and chuckled.

Although people say that there is no need for so many courtesies, my mother said that when you go out, especially in front of people, don't mess with the number of courtesies.

Since there are guests arriving today, I simply no longer close the chai door.

In Kyushu, opening the door to welcome guests is the minimum respect of guests.

When the guests enter the door and then close the door, it is mostly the work of black shops or bandits.

In the courtyard, a towering ancient cypress tree is flourishing, and the shade of the tree shades most of the courtyard.

The morning sun is the brightest, and it slowly falls along the shade of the trees, but it also has a quiet and far-reaching interest that can only be found in the countryside.

Six low stone piers under the tree, surrounded by a sleek bluestone.

On top of the bluestone, there is a small red clay stove.

The firewood in the stove is lightly lit with a pine fragrance, and the spring water in the silver kettle on the stove boils with a smell of tea.

After entering the northern land after autumn, it is somewhat cold in the morning.

Sitting around the fireplace relieved Jiang Xiaoman and the three of them of the chill on the way.

The water has been boiled, and the tea is naturally ready.

The man picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Jiang Xiaoman and the three of them, and said with a smile: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, I just made tea today, and the little brother came to knock on the door, it's really a bit of fate!"

"It's us who stained the light of our predecessors. Jiang Xiaoman held the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and then put down the teacup in his hand.

The old monk of Wutong Temple said that his Zen heart is half a cup of tea, and the young man thought it was true.

Nothing can be done, not even when drinking, but also when it comes to tea.

If you drink too much, you may lose your temper after drinking.

If you drink too much tea, you will lose the full sense of tea.

Ji Xiaoyue is really a little thirsty, anyway, now she is a man, she doesn't have to worry about the image of a lady, and drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp is like a cow's drink.

After drinking all the glass, Xiao Tangqi wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said happily: "Thank you, senior, can I have another drink?"

The man didn't care, he smiled and filled it for her again.

Jiang Xiaoman sat next to Xiao Tang, couldn't help but rub her head with his hand, and scolded with a smile: "How can you drink tea like this, you think you are an old cow drinking water!"

Ji Xiaoyue just picked up the cup, glared at the young man angrily, and said angrily: "Bah, whoa, who do you say is the cow?"

The girl surnamed Xiao is the quietest, and she has long been accustomed to such a noisy bickering between the two.

She held the teacup in the palm of her hand and looked at the two of them and smiled, which made Xiao Ying very comfortable.

"I'm a good man, I won't fight with you, let's play!" Jiang Xiaoman smiled and grabbed Ji Xiaoyue's fist, patted the little girl's head, and made a crisp sound.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, looking at the owner of this courtyard and saying, "I forgot to introduce myself to my seniors, junior Jiang Xiaoman, please don't blame my seniors." ”

Ji Xiaoyue also hurriedly put down the tea cup in her hand and said seriously: "And me, my name is Ji Xiaoyue!"

The girl surnamed Xiao said softly: "Xiao Ying has seen her predecessors. ”

"Hehe, my surname is Mu, Mu Tingtao. The man didn't care, but lowered his head intently to add some new tea to the stove, and took out a porcelain bottle and added some new water to the silver kettle.

But when he raised his head again, he was stunned.

Fang didn't notice it, but when he looked at the young man carefully, he couldn't help but think of someone between his eyebrows.

I have to say that Jiang Xiaoman's appearance is also extremely handsome, with a high nose bridge and eyes like stars.

Especially between the eyebrows and eyes, like his mother's Lin Mei, there are more edges and corners but more silky soft taste.

"You say, your name is Jiang Xiaoman?" Looking at the young man's familiar eyebrows, Mu Tingtao's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but shake slightly, and asked in a lost voice: "Your mother's surname is Liu?"

His voice trembled slightly, but he covered it up so well that ordinary people couldn't hear the waves.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't think much about it, and said with a soft smile: "Back to my predecessors, my mother's surname is Lin and not Liu." ”

Mu Tingtao nodded, and muttered a little distractedly: "That's it, I think I admit my mistake." ”

Jiang Xiaoman touched his head, and said a little confused: "Senior, don't you know my mother?"

Mu Tingtao shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "I just feel that you look very similar to an old man of mine, so I lost my mind for a while." But come to think of it, I guess I was wrong......"

Saying that, he was still a little unwilling, looked at the young man and asked, "Your mother, does she have a purple and green sword?"

Jiang Xiaoman shook his head with a smile and said softly: "My mother is not familiar with martial arts, and she has not practiced for a day, so how can she have a sword." ”

Nodding a little disappointedly, Mu Tingtao didn't ask anymore.

There are many similar people in this world, it should be just a coincidence.

Come to think of it, I really admit that I was wrong.

The two of them didn't notice that when talking about Jiang Xiaoman's mother, the little girl next to the young man had a strange face.

Ji Xiaoyue took a sip of the teacup, and was told by the bad guy Jiang Xiaoworm that he drank water like a cow, and the little girl still minded very much.

She glanced at Jiang Xiaoman, and secretly said in her heart that even Jiang Xiaoworm didn't know that Aunt Lin Mei was not only proficient in martial arts, but also a big master.

Isn't that purple and green sword the one Aunt Lin Mei held in her hand the last time she was in Fancheng......

That time, Lin Mei helped her heal her injuries and chatted with her a lot.

Talk about returning to the ruins, talk about her mother, and talk about the wood demon family.

So, naturally, the little girl knew.

In the past, the county lord of the Guixu Country was actually surnamed Liu, and it should be called Liu Mei.

Thinking about it, her eyes when she looked at Mu Tingtao were even more weird.

This uncle, how did he know so much about Aunt Lin Mei.

Seeing the little girl staring at herself like this, Mu Tingtao smiled a little puzzled and asked, "What?"

Ji Xiaoyue shook her head and said happily: "It's nothing, it's just that I heard my predecessors talk about the Ziqing Sword, and I was a little curious." ”

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the little girl in surprise, this dead girl was the most unconcerned about martial arts cultivation on weekdays.

Is the sun rising in the west today?

After a slight pause, Mu Tingtao slowly spoke: "Since you want to hear it, then it doesn't matter if I talk about it, the purple and green sword is a heavy treasure of my clan, which was once held by an old man, and was once ranked seventeenth on the Kyushu famous sword list." ”

Jiang Xiaoman grasped the key and said suspiciously: "Once?"

"Well, it was. Mu Tingtao smiled, nodded and said, "For some reason, that sword lost its sword soul." But even so, it can still be ranked in the top 100 on the list of famous swords. It's just a pity that the purple and green sword was later lost with my old man in a great change in our clan, and no longer appears in the world. ”

Ji Xiaoyue blinked her big eyes and nodded, and secretly pondered with her hands on her cheeks.

Former friends?

In this way, this Mu Tingtao must be the same as Aunt Lin Mei and his mother, and he is the remnant of the Wood Demon Clan of the Ruins Country!

No wonder there was the word "return to ruins" on the couplet, no wonder she could sense that the entire old temple village was filled with a faint demonic aura.

Even if it is well hidden, she has awakened the blood that belongs to her mother and relatives that is hidden in her body.

It is the most sensitive to demons, especially to wood demons such as grass and wood spirits.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Ji Xiaoyue's face became more and more strange.

The little girl gently tugged at the sleeve of the young man beside her, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Daxia, it's not too early, if you don't go until dark, you won't be able to get to the next post station and have to sleep in the wilderness again......"

Mu Tingtao seemed to feel something, staring at Ji Xiaoyue, the corners of his mouth slightly curled to play with the taste: "What's the matter, little flower demon, are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

The little girl's face turned pale, like a frightened cat, she shrank back and hid behind the young man beside her, and said cowardly: "You...... You already knew?"

"Miss Xiao, come here!" Jiang Xiaoman's face sank, leaned forward, blocking Ji Xiaoyue's whole person behind him, and shouted softly at the girl surnamed Xiao on the other side.

He didn't know why Ji Xiaoyue was so scared, but he instinctively wanted to protect the two of them behind him.

Xiao Ying didn't understand what was going on, but she immediately got up and walked over, and didn't ask why.

In fact, in terms of cultivation alone, the girl surnamed Xiao is much taller than Jiang Xiaoman.

Even if he is benefited by many Buddhist relics, he will become a master of the innate realm in one fell swoop.

But in the final analysis, Xiao Ying was just a weak girl before, so naturally she would not have the heart of a so-called master.

At this moment, she is even more willing to stand by Ji Gongzi's side and believe in the young man in front of her.

Ji Xiaoyue poked her head out from behind the young man, timidly looked at the man who was still calmly raising a cup of tea at this time, and said cowardly: "Jiang Xiaoman, you have to be careful, he is a demon!"

"Demon?"

Jiang Xiaoman turned his head in confusion, and when he saw that the little girl didn't seem to be laughing, his heart couldn't help but sink.

He knows that there are demons in this world.

It's like when I was in Vermilion Bird City, the little sable that accompanied Sister Mo Li was a demon that had not yet transformed.

Mu Tingtao didn't move, he still sat there indifferently, shook the tea cup in his hand, nodded lightly at the three people, looked past Jiang Xiaoman, looked at Ji Xiaoyue playfully, and generously admitted: "Yes, I am indeed a demon." ”