Approaching dusk, the carriage had traveled for more than a hundred miles, completely out of the land of Qingshan Town, and all the way was a peaceful scene, and there was no disturbance, thanks to the deterrence of the Liuyun Sect, so there were no rogues and green forests blocking the way to find trouble.

Because the peasants here do not pay any taxes, the land is owned, food and clothing are safe, when the winter comes, several families get together although there is not much complicated entertainment, but there is also a peaceful warmth, the elderly, talk about the coming year, talk about the past, recount what they have seen, and bake the fire; the young people can take advantage of the leisure to go to Qingshan Town to find something to do and see the prosperity; the young get together to enjoy the innocence of childhood, run around, and explore the secrets of this vast world......

Yi Ming and Mo Yixi had to fall slightly behind to reach Zhongming Village, where the caravan of the Liuyun Sect stopped at the first stop.

Although there are not many guests coming and going, it is already good for Zhongming Village, there are people flowing, there are economic exchanges, inns and restaurants came into being, and although the goods in the trading house are rarely updated, they can also barely maintain. The Liuyun Sect has never liked to extend its tentacles too far, and there is a worldly development in the world, and the Liuyun Sect has fixed dark stakes in these places, but it is only ordinary, and only some of the people who live here know about it.

Mo Yixi asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the largest inn here, and the caravan of the Liuyun Sect also rested in the middle.

After instructing someone to take care of the remaining materials in his carriage, the two entered the inn, and the people who ran the hall were quite warm, and hurriedly came to greet them, Yi Ming opened two rooms, and went upstairs with Mo Yixi, ready to order a table of wine and food upstairs to relieve the fatigue of the day.

Who knew that after going upstairs, he met acquaintances, and being able to meet disciples of the same age in this kind of place was like meeting old acquaintances in another country.

In a group of people, acquaintances are often discovered at a glance, and Yi Ming stepped forward to greet him with some joy.

"I haven't seen her for a few days, and Senior Sister Zhou looks a little more beautiful. Yi Ming squeezed around Zhou Min and sat down.

Zhou Min squeezed an embarrassed smile and gave him a reply.

Yi Ming turned his head to the other side and greeted Lin Fan enthusiastically, that is, the disciple who guarded the door in the first chapter, and the apprentice of Mo Yixi's old friend Lin Yi. "Hello, the last goodbye felt like a long time has passed. ”

"It's only been twenty days. Lin Fan returned.

"It's really like something you would do to remember it so clearly," Yi Ming was slightly surprised, and then teased.

There was another teenager on the table, very eye-catching. "May I ask who you are?"

Yi Ming's enthusiasm did not have any effect on the cold-faced disciple in black at the table, and when he saw Yi Ming asking, he snorted coldly, as if he looked down on Yi Ming's behavior.

Mo Yixi walked to the table and said lightly. "Is it really sad that the members of the undercurrent are all so indifferent now? ”

The cold-faced disciple saw Mo Yixi's fluttering, as if everything seemed to be like a cloud of smoke, without weight, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he stared at Mo Yixi.

Mo Yixi was unmoved. "Do you think you are superior? Do you just gnaw through a trace of beautiful appearance, or dig into a deeper darkness, and think you have discovered the truth of the world? Paranoia is commendable, and the heart of a teenager is also rare......

"People who have become history don't know if those legends are exaggerated. The boy returned.

"What about the undercurrents? I don't think there's anything special about it, except that it looks a little dark on the outside. Mo Yixi hadn't spoken yet, but Yi Ming rarely stood up, Yi Ming's original consideration was to see Mo Yixi make a fool, after all, the disrespect of the juniors is a kind of contempt for those who have come over.

Lin Fan glanced at Yi Ming in great surprise, even Zhou Min looked at him sideways, Mo Yixi was a little surprised, because it is difficult for a person to act out of a range, this range is a kind of cognitive constraint, when everyone thinks that you can't do something, it is difficult for you to do it, this is the potential.

The black-clothed young man stared at Yi Ming, the first thing that people who enter the undercurrent need to learn is the control of their own qi, this kind of qi is not aura, but another mysterious qi, which represents the state of people to the outside world, and the black-clothed young man's qi at this moment is completely released. If you are an untrained person, you will have a feeling of stress in the face of the impact of this qi.

But instead of flinching, Yi Ming looked at him calmly.

"You can. The young man in black retracted his momentum, then got up and sat down, no one knowing what he was thinking.

Yi Ming saw that his mind was so deep, he just watched him leave, but he never didn't pay attention to this person's psychology, this kind of person with deep thoughts and unfathomable thoughts, when he wanted to achieve something, he would definitely do whatever it takes.

Mo Yixi saw it in his eyes and teased Yi Ming with a smile. "He thinks you have what it takes to be an opponent, which kind of raises your valuation. ”

Yi Ming returned. "That's a real climb. ”

Zhou Min and Lin Fan were a little suspicious in their hearts, because the young man in black was Liao Fei, who ranked eighth in the sect, and as for the 'undercurrent' in Mo Yixi's mouth, they had heard of it.

If the Shangwu Hall and the Lingyun Temple are the places where the Liuyun Sect cultivates regular disciples, then the undercurrent is another way. Not everyone in this world can embrace the light, and there are also people who are willing to fall into the darkness, and can see everything from the darkness, but only see the light in the light.

Although the disciples who enter the undercurrent are not necessarily the strongest, their thoughts are generally more complex, and they abandon the god of luck, because they never believe in it, and if they doubt, they will change, and if they doubt, they will change again and again, and they will change again and again, and they will be endless, so they are always easy to fall into the torture of their own thoughts.

Mo Yixi was not with Yi Ming, he found a table by himself to sit by the fence and savor everything around him, this kind of silent insight, the feeling of thinking quietly in his mind made him obsessed, the wine in his mouth slipped into his stomach, and the alcohol entered his mind with the circulation of blood, paralyzing this too sober mind, he leaned on the railing with the wine jug, watching the drowsy darkness compress the space of the town.

The residents of Zhongming Village have been lit up to resist the invasion of darkness, and people have gathered or scattered, poor or rich, staying where they should be and walking on the road they should go.

"Hey......" Mo Yixi shouted loudly into the distance.

Pedestrians and people in the inn were attracted to him, and Mo Yixi laughed happily, as if his voice had disturbed fate.

Seeing him like this, everyone just thought that he was just a drunkard who was frustrated in life and wanted to gain a moment's attention, waved his hand and scolded, and everything returned to calm.

Zhou Min stared at Mo Yixi, as if he was firmly attracted by something on his body. Lin Fan felt that Mo Yixi was too weird, and he planned to sit for a while and then go back to his room to meditate and practice.

Yi Ming could feel Mo Yixi's complicated feelings, but he couldn't read the meaning.