The mood was just a little better, Ji Danhuang suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth suddenly slowly converged. ←After he pondered for a moment, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Tianshu, with a solemn seriousness on his face that he had never seen before.

"Uncle Jiu, can you sue me, a few decades ago, in the backyard of Maoshan Mountain...... How did it come to an end?"

As soon as this question was asked, Ji Danhuang suddenly felt that there was something tense in his soul, and he began to slowly relax. This feeling, as if this question had been pressed in his soul for a long, long time, with the obsession of his previous life, he had only found someone to ask until today.

Ji Danhuang didn't feel that he had unconsciously developed a very wonderful feeling about the backyard of Maoshan that he had never touched, which was somewhat similar to a strange sense of belonging. It's just that all he can feel at this moment is some worry, and he doesn't think too deeply.

"This question ......," Yang Tianshu let out a long sigh, "This matter is a long story, and there are so many things involved in it that there is no way to tell you." So, it's better not to ask. ”

Ji Danhuang frowned slightly, very unwilling in his heart. After being silent for a moment, he raised his head again and asked, "Ninth Senior Uncle, the backyard of Maoshan was destroyed by someone." ”

Yang Tianshu didn't speak, didn't nod or shake his head, just looked at Ji Danhuang quietly, his eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible to see what was hidden in it. Ji Danhuang just looked at those eyes for a moment, and the persistence and confusion in his heart were suppressed. Placid.

But that calm is only a matter of moments. A few seconds later, Ji Danhuang's soul was deep. Something trembled slightly, and then the obsession with the inner courtyard of Maoshan suddenly rose, and a small flame bloomed.

Taking advantage of the fact that the small flame had not been suppressed and extinguished, Ji Danhuang took a deep breath and asked, "Ninth Senior Uncle, who extinguished the backyard of Maoshan Mountain?"

Yang Tingshu still did not answer. But this time he didn't react again, and there was a warm smile in those eyes. He smiled faintly. The voice was not shocked: "The backyard of Maoshan is free of its qi." Nowadays, it is useless for you to ask this question, and it is not clear to explain it. If you really want to know. Wait until later you have enough strength. Naturally, someone will answer for you. For now, you should concentrate on your cultivation. ”

Seeing that Ji Danhuang opened his mouth, he wanted to continue to ask, but Yang Tianshu didn't give him this chance again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ji Danhuang hurriedly chased out of the wooden house and searched around, but found no trace of Yang Tianshu.

It seems that Yang Tingshu is trying to avoid Ji Danhuang's questioning. He has already left this valley of cultivation.

Squatting at the door of the wooden house, Ji Danhuang felt a little depressed in his heart. casually touched a popsicle from the Qiankun bag and nibbled on it. The cold and sweet ice melted into his mouth, turning into a wisp of coolness down his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the fire of depression in his heart.

He is really a little too attentive to the backyard of Maoshan Mountain. So much so that he formed a special obsession with the backyard of Maoshan Mountain, which was like fire in his chest, and he couldn't suppress it.

After squatting for a while, a popsicle was gnawed clean, but Ji Danhuang's heart was still chaotic and calm. He sighed helplessly, went back to the house, and copied the scriptures.

In the past two days, under the guidance of the ninth uncle Yang Tianshu, Ji Danhuang has copied the scriptures every day, and he has really gained something. Three days ago, because I didn't adapt to the weight of the brush, as well as the way of moving the pen in the thin gold body, I was tired and my arms were sore, and the words were so ugly that I couldn't look at them directly, and I was not able to adapt to the weight and writing style of some pens until yesterday.

Although the words are ugly, every time I copy the scriptures, those sentences flow in my heart, like a mountain stream and a clear spring, soothingly nourishing the soul, copying and copying will naturally calm down, and then you can do meditation and study and practice all day long, and there are no distracting thoughts in your mind to make trouble.

At this moment, Ji Danhuang was so annoyed that he naturally thought of relying on copying scriptures to calm down. When his hand held the cold pen barrel, he suddenly felt a trace of coldness go straight into his heart along his fingertips, and he couldn't help but shiver when he was so cold, and the fire in his heart was extinguished a lot at once.

Looking at the special brush in his hand, Ji Danhuang sighed. Thinking about it, I have been able to rely on copying scriptures to meditate these days, and this precious Hanyu has helped me a lot.

At that moment, Ji Danhuang spread out the rice paper and began to write the scriptures silently. Xu is really involved in the obsession this time, and he was able to calm down after copying it once in the past, but this time he copied it three times, so he felt less irritable.

After his mood calmed down, Ji Danhuang put away the brush and slowly exhaled the breath in his chest, and the whole person suddenly relaxed a lot. At this time, thinking back to what he had thought before, he felt that he seemed a little too strange.

The backyard of Maoshan Mountain, the first time I heard of it, I had never been to it before, except for Tang Yuzhu, who had been practicing the unique spells in the backyard of Maoshan before, no one had anything to do with the backyard of Maoshan Mountain. And just now, he was so persistent in caring about the affairs of Maoshan backyard, it was extremely strange!

He wasn't even busy with his own affairs, and he was even worried about the backyard of Maoshan Mountain, and he was really a little full.

To do things, we always have to do what we can! If we don't have enough ability and manage too much, we will eventually mislead others and ourselves.

Stretching, Ji Danhuang walked out of the cabin, took a few deep breaths of the cool air at night, and was in a much happier mood. Looking at the time, it was already more than nine o'clock, and thinking back on the five days of cultivation was also a bit fruitful, it was time to rest first, so he sorted out the things in the room, opened the boundary gate and returned to the skyscraper.

I don't know how everyone is doing if they haven't been back for five days. Haha, I disappeared before, but it scared those little goblins enough, and this time they should welcome themselves back with a smile.

After all, this time, he was going to retreat and cultivate, not to live and suffer.

Ji Danhuang thought that maybe there would be some delicious food after he went back, so he stepped through the boundary gate with one foot. However, as soon as he established himself on the floor of the skyscraper, he was shaken by a loud sound.

"T pull, add milk, DPS full strength, press down and press down! The five poisons are out of blue, stupid baa is invincible!Damn!T is dead!Pull!" (To be continued......)