Cold eyes are opposite, and they hold each other.

The bright glow on the top of the mountain illuminates a small piece of the night sky. From a distance, it looks like a piece of jade placed on the mountain by an immortal. In the wilderness under the mountain, those who are "looking for treasure" have looked up.

It's just that for the things on the mountain, in fact, the people under the mountain have more or less heard about it. Therefore, at this time, no one will be a little surprised by this sudden vision, and even if there is a real fight, it is a matter of course. Therefore, after a few hasty glances, these people, who should be looking for treasure, continue to bury their heads in "treasure hunting", and those who should go up the mountain continue to mix grass and go up the mountain...

It's like nothing happened.

The "lala" stream flows from a living spring on a high place.

A few strands of grass and vines that had sunk to the bottom of the water had already been soaked black. The grass juice that bubbles up is light and colorless. The clear stream, with a few broken vines, slowly flows down the stream. In the morning, the fierce battle of life and death disrupted the fall of the stream here, interspersed with strange stones, broken trees and intercepted the stream, so that a few broken vines drifting along the trend had many twists and turns out of thin air. Drifting all the way to the mountainside, after several tosses, only residual leaves are left of the broken vines...

"Wow~"

In the end, the remnants were not spared.

A big white and bony hand calmly reached into the cold stream and scooped up a few scraps of leaves...

The hand is the hand of the mute monk. He didn't make too many movements, and after taking off his robe seriously, he turned around and handed over the remnants of the leaves he had just picked up to the hands of the Cao Pavilion Master, and continued to walk up the mountain by himself.

does not say a word, but is polite and does not violate the harmony. Calm, calm, and like his countenance, he floated away.

"It's a strychnine..."Lord Cao followed behind the monk, rubbed the residual leaves lightly with two fingers, and said.

"It seems that the kid is really not fooling around about this matter. ”

Li Qingfeng, who was on the side, muttered.

At this time, his face was a little strange.

Because, he's holding something strange in his hand at this time...

It was a fist-sized stone and a small blood-stained cloth shoe.

The stone is black, black does not slip into autumn, such as carbon into ink, not hard, and somewhat elastic. It was dug up by the monk in front of him in the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain that had been burned to ashes. After digging it out, he didn't say anything, and threw it directly into Li Qingfeng's hands.

It's just that looking at it horizontally and vertically, he and the master of Cao Pavilion have been looking at it for a long time, but they haven't seen what the reason for this stone is coming.

As for the little cloth shoe, you don't need to look at it, it's the one Xia Xun took off from the peony little foot. It was also dug up by the monk from a pile of fallen cypress trees nearby. After digging it out, the master of Cao Pavilion walked out far away in advance as if he had expected it. As a result, when the monk who was looking for shoes turned around, he couldn't find anyone else, so he had to hand the shoes to Li Qingfeng's hand...

"I said, this is your girl's shoes, you don't take them yourself and let me take them, what does this mean?"

Li Qingfeng, a big man, carried a girl's shoes in the middle of the night, swaying among the mountains full of people, which really made him feel very ashamed.

"Didn't you see that I had something in my hand?"

"Then let's change..."

"No, I don't change. ”

“......”

Pedestrian walking, popular.

The night is dark and windy, and the lights are bright.

The birds and beasts of the mountain were frightened by the people of the mountain and trembled in their nests, not revealing their heads.

Half of the old monk, with two half of the old man, wandering around in the barren mountains and forests, wandering around...

Stop for a hundred feet, explore in a thousand steps, dig and dig from time to time, look for it from time to time, fast and slow. It's like three big rats digging holes in the mountains and fields.

But

These are three terrifying rats!

As for how terrifying it is, others don't know, and perhaps even the two rats that follow closely behind are not entirely clear. Only at this moment, Xia Xun or which Soul Fragrance Lord can follow aside, can he completely know how popular this is...

Fearful!

Since the monk fell the purple bird, he took the master of Cao Ge and Li Qingfeng all the way through the fields, through the deep alleys, through the old site of the dog baby's house, and through the ashes of the ancestral hall. Finally, he left from the back of the ancestral hall, walked up the barren mountain with the wild grass, fished out the stream, and entered the cypress forest.

It seems to be walking all over the ground, with no purpose.

But, in fact, almost every step he took was the same path that Xia Xun and Peony had taken last night. Almost every place he stopped, and almost every place he explored, was where the two of them had stayed or left traces. And, every object he dug up with his hands, it was almost piecing together, the truth of this confusing thing!

For example, the stone, the shoe, and a few medicine bottles, a few green cloths, a few leftover fruit pits, and some miscellaneous and dirty objects.

Or now, here and now, in the woods, under a towering cypress tree...

The moonlight is hazy and the stars are sparse. The dim shade of the trees, constantly swaying in the wind, prevented the faint silver light from falling under the treetops.

It was dark and gloomy, and the three figures were almost plunged into darkness.

"What is he doing?"

"Maybe it's moonlight. ”

"Can you see the moon?"

“......”

"Dumb, what are you doing in a daze? Dig when you find it!

Seeing that the monk kept looking up at the treetops, he didn't move for a long time. Li Qingfeng, who was holding a pile of miscellaneous and dirty objects, urged unhappily.

"Sasha..."

Speechless...

The robe was lightly lifted, and the big hand with distinct bones stretched out a finger and raised it up. The calm monk glanced at Li Qingfeng, then cast his eyes on the grass pile under the tree, and then followed the cypress tree pole all the way to the top of the tree, and pointed in the direction.

This seems to be telling Li Qingfeng to pay attention to these two places.

"Huh?"

Li Qingfeng was still puzzled, and looked at it with his eyes...

I saw that the grass under the trees, the grass blades were thick, with some night fog, and it was dark, which was very usual. The branches on the treetops also grew luxuriantly, and only a few rays of bright moonlight slowly leaked down, and there was nothing abnormal. If I had to say anything unusual, it would be that this cypress tree grows quite tall...

"What are you looking at? If you want moonlight, there is no moonlight, it is pitch black, what is there to look at?" Li Qingfeng looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see a way.

"Wait~"

The master of Cao Pavilion on the side waved his hand and made a slightly calmer movement. Then, he turned sideways again and put the object he was holding in his arms, along with the ink jade bamboo slip, into Li Qingfeng's hand.

"What are you doing!"

"Take it first, I'll take a look. ”

Without waiting for Li Qingfeng to reply again, Pavilion Master Cao put down his things and turned around and walked out...

"Why don't you take it, I'll go and see it?" Li Qingfeng helplessly held the mountain-like object and said angrily.

"Sasha~"

Pavilion Master Cao walked a few steps to the edge of the pile of grass indicated by the monk, and said with a smile: "Because I am smarter than you, haha." ”

"Tsk, I haven't beaten you for more than ten years, you're itchy, right?" Li Qingfeng glared fiercely.

"Haha..."

Pavilion Master Cao laughed a few times and stopped talking, perhaps because he didn't dare to speak. He himself knew that if it was a fist, even if he had an artifact in his hand, he might not be able to take down his long-time best friend.

Therefore, don't say anything about this clamor.

"Sasha~"

The Cao Pavilion Lord leaned down and used his two big thick hands to carefully remove the waist-length barren grass. The mist attached to the blades of grass was gently bounced away, splashing in the dark night, reflecting the small light of the water.

It's very beautiful.

"Sasha..."

"Found it..."Pavilion Master Cao suddenly exclaimed.

When the grass was almost completely cleared by him, he saw two shoe prints so shallow that they could barely be seen on the wet muddy ground.

Li Qingfeng walked to the side of the Cao Pavilion Master with the dirty object in his arms, and looked at it carefully for a while.

"Emotional dumbness fooled us for half a day, just to let us see this paw print?" Li Qingfeng said angrily.

Lord Cao looked up along the trunk of the tree: "Don't worry, there are probably still on the tree." ”

"Brush~"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Qingfeng to reply, the Cao Pavilion Master directly grabbed him by the waist with one hand, squatted slightly, turned into an afterimage, and swept directly to the crown of the towering cypress tree in front of him, standing steadily.

High...

Being as light as a swallow is not enough to describe the dexterity of this hand and body technique he played, because in this jump, he was not even surprised by a single cypress leaf.

"Oh, what a place..."

As soon as he arrived at the tree, looking into the distance, Li Qingfeng was surprised.

But see, through the cracks in the shade of the branches and leaves of the trees. On the other side of the mountain, on the top of the mountain, the people and horses on both sides who were in a stalemate, the aura and sword, and even the expressions on their faces, could be seen at a glance in this position.

It's like an observation deck...

"Oh, that's where the incense lord watched the play for a long time. The Lord of the Cao Pavilion squatted down, touched it, stuck to the branches, and the soil that had long been dried up, said.

"It's less than 400 feet from the top of the mountain. According to what your daughter said, Xia Xun's kid, his current divine consciousness can be scattered for at least four or five hundred zhang, so it is impossible not to discover here. Li Qingfeng looked at the two sides on the top of the mountain and analyzed.

"Papa~"

"That's not all they lie. ”

Pavilion Master Cao stood up and patted his muddy palms. continued: "You go down and see..."

"Isn't this just coming up?" Li Qingfeng was puzzled.

"Let's go down, remember to be lighter..."Pavilion Master Cao didn't explain.

“......”

Be all abroad.

Li Qingfeng pursed his lips and said angrily: "You'd better not play tricks on me." ”

"Sha~"

As soon as he spoke, a gust of wind blew, and the surrounding grass and trees shook gently, scattering a few dewdrops...

After the breeze passed, there was only one person left in the tree. The breeze has already descended from the tree, and the mountain swag that is being held does not move in the wind.

"Brush~"

Immediately afterwards, the Cao Pavilion Lord on the tree strode in the air, turning into an afterimage streamer again, and in the blink of an eye, it also flashed under the tree, beside Li Qingfeng.

Still inexplicable.

Is this jumping up and down just to show off two beautiful figures?

"Come on, come on, stand back. ”

Pavilion Master Cao tugged at Li Qingfeng's red-robed cloak and took a step back. Leaning down and staring into the mud on the ground...

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't learn from the dumb man. ”

Looking at the muddy ground, three pairs of shoe prints of different sizes and shades, Li Qingfeng was puzzled.

"Still don't understand?"

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Li Qingfeng was anxious.

"Hehe..."Pavilion Master Cao smiled helplessly, and he didn't procrastinate anymore.

He pointed to the deeply imprinted shoe prints and said, "This is mine." ”

Then he pointed to the shallower footprints: "This is the man." ”

Finally, he pointed to the shallowest footprint: "This one is yours." ”

After connecting three fingers, the Pavilion Master Cao stood up and continued to smile: "Hehe, that Lord of Incense's cultivation is probably higher than me, and only a little worse than you... If he really wants to deal with those two dolls, he can pinch his fingers casually, and they will die so much that they can't die anymore. Why do you need to do so much?"

"King Realm Dacheng?" Li Qingfeng asked in surprise.

"Yes. Pavilion Master Cao nodded with a smile and replied, "So the third point can already be confirmed...

He and the two dolls know each other and have a great relationship..."

“......”

I see

This Cao Pavilion Lord's intellectual attainments are truly extraordinary. Jumping up and down casually, according to the comparison of the three footprints, he easily broke the cultivation of the Lord of Incense. This is not only that, but he can actually scrutinize the relationship between the three of them from the subtle reasoning.

With this thought, looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that he will also have to be ranked at the peak of wisdom. It's no wonder that the old man at the top of Tianshan Mountain was willing to pass on his life's mantle to him and retired to the mountains and forests.

"You ask the heavens, besides you, there is also the king realm?"

"No, on the surface, it is unknown whether someone is hiding a few hands in the secret. ”

"Hehe, you don't know?"

"Maybe..."

“......”

"Wait..."

"How?"

"Take your share back..."

"Tsk, don't you take it well?"

“......”

Salsa...

The wind is sluggish, and the night is cold.

The crickets do not chirp, and the fire shines.

One temptation, two back and forth, to find out the relationship between the three.

The mute monk continued to lead the two of them, mixing with the wet wild grass, along the crevices in the forest.

Okay... It's still the road Xia Xun has walked today.

The cypress trees are crossed, and the wild grass is uprooted.

The gravel turns into ash, and the tide weathers the mud.

The once green and hurried Baizhang Trail has become a different appearance after a fierce battle as soon as possible.

Affected by the change of season in spring, the mountain breeze blowing down from the top of the mountain is a little damp. At nightfall, the damp cools into dampness and seeps into the dusty dirt. The corpses, rattan residues, and charcoal from the morning were all glued into a mass of mud.

At night, the people who went up the mountain took turns to trample on it, and the mud became mud, and it was difficult for anyone to distinguish what was still hidden in this hundred zhang path...

The monk who went up, not slow or slow, took the two people behind him, and walked through this muddy path with deep feet and shallow feet...

After a hundred zhang here, he never looked down to dig and dig again. Perhaps, this seems to damage his image as a master, or perhaps...

Already, there is no need for this.

All the way to the top...