Heaven and earth are like hanging an incomparably wide bead curtain, boundless. The rain fell on the roof opposite, splashing and enveloping the roof. The rain flowed down the eaves of the house, and began to be like beads with broken threads, and gradually joined into a line, and more and more water on the ground became a stream.

Li Wenshuo pushed open the door of the imperial study, breathing the fresh air in front of him unscrupulously, like a drowning man, but soon, he became expressionless and calm.

He spent an hour in the imperial study.

was originally very angry, but after beating Liu Ye, his anger seemed to disappear, and his heart was extremely happy, thinking that if you were the emperor, you should be beaten.

He greeted the chief of the guard and walked away under the burning gaze of the other man.

He did not walk out of the palace, but continued to walk in this palace, walked through the palace and the palace with a waist and waist, swept through a thousand beautiful things, saw all kinds of ugliness, rescued a puppy trapped in the thorn bush, and lifted the rain curtain for nine days with a cheerful momentum.

He didn't know where to go, he wanted to find Zhang Yuanzhi, such a powerful character, but no matter how his consciousness played, he always couldn't feel the existence of the other party, which was incredible.

But even if Liu Ye didn't say it, he was still sure that Zhang Yuanzhi was in the palace, which was like a hyena searching for prey, and there was no reason for it.

He walked directionlessly, turned left and right, and relied on his instincts to move forward.

In front of him was a palace.

Unlike other palaces, the blue brick walls have been mottled on the outside, and the wall skin has begun to peel off, looking like a dilapidated disrepair, standing in the gorgeous palace, like a desolate cemetery, and like an old scene forgotten by time.

There are three elegant small characters written on it, Wutong Palace.

He stopped outside the palace and looked in along the gate, which was empty, and the floor of the small courtyard was covered with sycamore leaves, and the raindrops splashed and exploded on it, and fell again.

Li Wenshuo's nose moved slightly, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, for example, the leaves of the sycamore should not fall so clean at this time, for example, in such a desolate small courtyard, when it rained heavily, there was still a set of elaborate tea sets on the table.

Anyway, nothing is right.

So Li Wenshuo stepped in, and after just one step, he felt that something was wrong, and it was clear that there was still endless heavy rain behind him, but the world in front of him had turned into a clear sky.

He dragged his hind legs in, and turned his head to look out, and there was also a clear sky outside, and day and night were reversed, and the rainy night had now become noon in the hot summer.

"Come on, young swordsman, it's hot outside, come in and escape the heat. ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo stepped forward very naturally, walked through the extremely clean ground, and sat under the plane tree that had become lush and green.

Looking at the three people on the square table, his mind kept spinning.

An old Taoist priest with a sword, a swordsman with a white beard and white eyebrows, and a young man dressed in black.

Li Wenshuo spoke first, and said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, the three seniors are Zhang Yuanzhi, the head of Wudang, Dongfang Jie, and Baili Chuanhong. ”

The white-bearded and white-eyebrow swordsman touched his head and laughed, and said, "The young man is so smart, you can find here, your skills are not bad, if the old man is not mistaken, you are Li Wenshuo?"

Li Wenshuo smiled and said, "It's the kid." ”

Zhang Yuanzhi took a closer look at the young man in front of him, he had heard about this person for the first time from his apprentice, and since that time, he had paid a lot of attention to him, but this was really the first time the two had met.

He suddenly shook his head with a smile and said, "Your talent is not as good as Baoding, but it is estimated that even if he practices for another ten years, he will not be your opponent." ”

Li Wenshuo saluted Zhang Yuanzhi and said, "The predecessors are too famous. ”

Zhang Yuanzhi still had a smile on his face and said: "Not at all, it should be my reason, and it is also his own reason, Baoding has been an introverted child since he was a child, even if he carries the divine sword all day long and shouts to kill demons, but he is nervous when he encounters something bigger." ”

Without waiting for Li Wenshuo to speak, Baili Chuanhong suddenly snorted lightly, he always had a smile on his face, and that smile looked extremely uncomfortable, as if he was wearing a mask, which made people see at a glance that it was a fake smile.

He said gloomily: "Four people, it's enough to get together a table of mahjong, what, everyone, is it to continue to fight, fight two to two, just fair, or to play a pair of mahjong cards together?"

Li Wenshuo was stunned, and took a closer look at the outfits of several people, only to find that although Zhang Yuanzhi still had a decent appearance, the Taoist robe on his body was torn more than a dozen times, and Dongfang Jie was not much better, although his complexion still looked as usual, but his clothes were almost cut into strips of cloth.

The most normal is Bailichuan red.

He still looks like he is fine, but there is a hint of indifference in his eyes, which is the indifference to the world, and the loneliness that is deep in his bones.

Loneliness can drive people crazy.

No one knew that he had lived alone in this Wutong Palace for two hundred and thirty years, and his loneliness had long been unable to be saved.

Seeing that no one spoke, Baili Chuanhong reached out and touched the empty cuffs, and a huge pack of mahjong tiles appeared on the table as if out of thin air.

Li Wenshuo felt very strange in his heart, he always felt that something was wrong, what the hell was a mahjong card, what he came here to face should not be a fierce fight between the peerless array and the sword, why would it be a mahjong card?

At this time, a touch of apology appeared on Zhang Yuanzhi's face and said, "I don't know how to play mahjong." ”

Dongfang Jie raised his hand, different from the appearance of the dusty immortal, he looked bored and absurd, yawned and said: "This will not be, when I was young, I only cared about practicing swords, and I would be beaten by the master when I played this." ”

Baili Chuanhong didn't care, he had already begun to shuffle the cards, and said in a deep voice with an expressionless face: "It's okay, it's very simple, just play a circle." ”

Li Wenshuo sighed, looked at the scene in front of him, and found that this game of mahjong really couldn't be played, and he also raised his hand and said: "I have a question, the gameplay of mahjong is different everywhere, where do we play, north or south, Yehua or Kaifeng?"

Baili Chuanhong was suddenly stunned, looked at the mahjong pressed under his hand, and fell into deep memories, he said that he wanted to play mahjong only temporarily, he would only play one kind of mahjong, he learned it more than two hundred years ago, and that person taught him by himself.

Li Wenshuo suddenly proposed again, and said, "Why don't we play Nanshan mahjong." ”