Night, the west courtyard of the Li family. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moonlight penetrates through the window, the light and shadow are colorful, and Qingyang is waiting for someone.

This is the first day of Old Man Li's birthday banquet, since ancient times, there has been no good gathering, no good banquet, but Qingyang had to come, not because the Li family often helped him, but because of the person he was waiting for. It's just that although the scene during the day is short, it makes him confused strangely, Li Shenghuai was a dart in his early years, well-known in the rivers and lakes, and it is not surprising that he knows some strange people, but Qingyang faintly feels that he is like a moth and pounces into the cage.

It was a strange feeling that made him a little confused.

In recent years, when he was traveling alone, he was often confused, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and even forgot who he was, only remembering Qingyang Mountain and the pit and floor drain in the sky. And every time he returns to Qingyang Mountain and sits on the edge of the pit, his sanity will gradually recover, and as the days go by, he is no different from ordinary people.

Something was instinctive, engraved in the imprint of the soul, and suddenly popped up and startled him. Just like today, how did that cold tear get into the wine gourd? Until now, he didn't know......

Who am I......

A magic stick?

A god stick who is not a god......

Qingyang sat cross-legged on the bed, hugging Yuan Shouyi, sorting out his chaotic thoughts, but he had no clue.

"Meow ......"

It jumped in through the window, approached curiously with elegant and slightly timid steps, and when it was next to Qingyang's robe, it cocked its fluffy tail and gently rubbed Qingyang's legs. However, when it leaped to the bed, it didn't even look at the sauced fish on the table, and it was obvious that it was a well-bred cat.

"Meow, meow......"

When it turned to the third circle, Qingyang opened his eyes, touched its head, walked to the table, and threw a fish at it.

"Boil!" "Cats are cats, and when they get fish, they will be happy, take a bite in their mouths, and quickly slip away through the window.

Qingyang walked to the window and leaned over to take a look.

The moonlight was quietly sprinkled, and Qingyang Mountain was like a blue-brown barrier, lying lonely under the moonlit night. The breeze blows through the locust trees in the courtyard, making a slight rustling sound, and when the leaves shake, the moon shadow on the ground is swaying, and the cat is chattering with fish, stepping on the moon shadow all the way, with a light and agile posture, like a ghost. When you come to a dawn window, you can sneak in silently.

There are people in the window, the pretty shadow cuts the window, graceful and graceful.

"It turned out to be her ......"

Although separated by two walls, Qingyang could tell at a glance that the beautiful shadow in the window was Li Jinsu.

The night was dark, and Li Jinsu seemed to see him, silently withdrawing from Qingyang's sight. At this moment, Qingyang and the others finally came.

"Contemptible and simple, is the gentleman still used to living?"

Li Shenghuai walked out from the depths of the shadow of the tree, wearing a white robe, and his majestic figure was pulled by the moonlight, looking extremely long. Xu was cold at night, his back was slightly rickety, and his voice was a little hoarse. When he walked in front of Qingyang, he looked at the direction of Li Jinsu's attic and let out a long sigh.

Qingyang introduced Li Shenghuai into the room, and the two sat opposite each other, speechless for a long time.

The old man Li on the opposite side has white hair like snow, white clothes like a soul, but there is an indescribable loneliness hidden between his eyebrows, his eyes like an eagle and a tiger staring directly at Qingyang, and his pupils can't help but shrink and release, as if he is trying his best to distinguish, and as if he recalls the vague past, for a long time, he sighed: "Sir, I don't know how much time the little girl has left?"

"Less than three days. Qingyang said.

"Less than three days ......"

Li Shenghuai sat on the shoulders of Rubiao and trembled, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he leaned forward slightly: "Sir, can there be a way to remedy it?"

"Destiny is impermanent, and so is human life. Providence is unfathomable, and manpower is constantly exhausted. However, Qingyang is also the same sentence, if the old man is willing to give up his cultivation, Qingyang may be able to give it a try. Qingyang said lightly, looking directly at Li Shenghuai, in his eyes, the surface of the vigorous and burly old man Li was shrouded in a layer of light, black and white, extremely disordered. Black is dead and resentful, white is evil, heaven, earth and man are evil, white and blue.

In a person's life, death and resentment are inevitable, thick or light, the light one hurts himself, and the thick one harms his family, but this evil spirit is not something that ordinary people can bear. Qingyang took a closer look at his evil qi, several desires and dead qi and resentment were integrated, such a evil phase, not to mention that it was difficult to condense, even if it faded, it was not trivial, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would have to worry about your life.

The cold moon reflects the window, and the lonely lamp swayes.

Li Shenghuai was silent for a while, and slowly raised his hands, his fingers were as slender as bamboo, glowing with a faint luster.

Qingyang smiled: "The old man is even willing to die, but he is reluctant to cultivate this body?"

"It's not that the old man is reluctant, but this ability is not easy to come by. ”

Speaking of this, Li Shenghuai stroked his trembling left hand and said with a wry smile: "In the past, when the old gentleman was there, he also said this, that is...... Sixteen years ago. Now, sixteen years later, the old gentleman has passed away, but the gentleman has mentioned this matter again......" paused, stared at Qingyang, and said in a deep voice: "The art of the old decay is just to strengthen the body, in the past sixteen years, the upper has never hurt the sky, the lower has never harmed the reason, and there are many people who take care of the township, and they are worthy of the world." Mr. can borrow his life for others, why is the little girl in trouble now, but Mr. must ......"

"Old man!"

"Li in Shu, after Lu Ban, into Shu, Yi Lu for Li, the family has a law, called "Xiaomu Jin". This technique is passed down by Li Zhenxian of the mixed yuan, which can escape the stone and rise from the wind, and there are seven kills and nine spells, sprinkling beans and condensing armor, and the technique of flying swords, which is indeed a great thaumaturgy. But the old man needs to know that the Li family, who entered Shu, only got the second half of the sword spell, and the technique was not complete, and the Tao was not complete. If you have the art but you can't do it, you will eventually harm others!"

Qingyang stood up, his voice getting colder and colder.

Li Shenghuai's black and white qi around him rolled like a tide, staring intently at the green jade wine gourd on Qingyang's waist, and said coldly: "Mr. is really a unique lineage of Qingyang Mountain, and his words are the same as those of the old gentleman, so even his expression is almost the same! Sometimes, Li really suspects that the gentleman on Qingyang Mountain is an immortal and immortal person, or he has the method of golden silkworm escape, but he can live forever!"

"The Great Dao cycles, no one can escape the cycle of life and death, and the ancestor is no exception, he has already died!"

Qingyang shook his head and said, the light in his eyes flickered, and some memory fragments floated around like black and white pictures, appearing and disappearing, and the wine gourd on his waist was caught in his hand at some point, as if he wanted to take a sip, but it was condensed in his mouth. Li Shenghuai has been observing the changes in his demeanor, and his sharp eyes are like a snow-bright knife, getting brighter and brighter.

At this moment, Qingyang narrowed his eyes and slowly took a sip of wine.

There was a "grunt" sound.

Li Shenghuai leaned slightly and sat up straight, and suddenly smiled: "Sir, don't be strange, the old man is occasionally confused." But what the gentleman is saying is, for thousands of years, how can there really be an immortal and immortal person in this world?

"Providence is hard to do, there is no other way. After taking a sip of cold wine, the confusion in Qingyang's eyes faded cleanly: "This method is incomplete, if you practice it forcibly, you will only be poor, young, lonely, and disabled." The old man was poor in his early years, and lost his son in middle age, although he later applied Dafa to get a pair of posthumous daughters, but the eyes of heaven are ruthless, and it is difficult to escape the word "lonely" after all! If the old man insists on going his own way, when he is condensed, it will be the time when the eldest lady and the second lady die!"

"Poor, young, lonely, disabled!"

Li Shenghuai was stunned for a moment, the hand on his left leg was trembling, he was a cripple, his left leg was an inch shorter than his right leg, he usually walked, because he was unable to study, he couldn't see it much, but his family knew his own affairs, and he counted the experience of the past 60 years. Now that her daughter's life is on the verge of death, if she wants her daughter to cultivate, it is the same as a fish and a bear's paw, it is difficult to have both. It was really difficult to choose for a while, and after a while, he held back a sentence: "Sir, let the old man think about it for two more days." ”

"Alas......"

Qingyang sighed secretly, and knew that he couldn't force him too much, and then he remembered something again, his eyes were slightly cold: "The old man's family law is incomplete, if he forcibly condenses, even if there are many strange people and strange people to protect the law, it is also a life of nine deaths, and it is not advisable." Moreover, even if the condensation is successful, it will only have more than ten years of longevity, but the Li clan in Shuzhong will be cut off! Which is more important, the old man needs to make a decision as soon as possible!"

"Mr. is too worried, the old man still has self-knowledge, but this is the ability to ......" Li Shenghuai held his hand, looked at it carefully, looked extremely reluctant, paused, and said: "Within two days, the old man will inevitably give Mr. an answer, please wait for Mr." After speaking, he stood up and hugged Qingyang, then said goodbye and left.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There was a sound of beating in the distance, it was already three watches, and the Li family manor was quiet, and occasionally a few lights quietly went on and off, adding a little cold air to this huge manor. Li Shenghuai walked in the backyard with his hands behind his back, his majestic back was straight, he walked without any sound, and he didn't even carry the wind on the corners of his robe, if he said that he was a cripple, who would believe it?

The hunchbacked old man and the little man in Tsing Yi were guarding the alley aisle, and the little man was holding an angry wind lamp in his hand, living like a ghost fire in this cold and quiet moonlit night. Seeing Li Shenghuai walking step by step, the hunchbacked old man was even more hunched, with a sickly flush on his face, and said respectfully: "Big brother, do you want to let the little third son try?"

The third son is this little guy in Tsing Yi, thin and short, as if the wind is blowing.

Li Shenghuai didn't stop, and said coldly: "No need, yes or no, it's the same, if you can't pass that hurdle, you and I are just a pile of carrion! Besides, Zhang Zongyue and Xuanming can't try, and it's in vain for the little third son to go!"

"Big brother is right. The hunchbacked old man followed behind Li Shenghuai, thought for a while, and said, "The guests are all placed in the east courtyard, and there is no movement at night. The second lady has already slept, and the eldest lady just came to look for the eldest brother, and the eldest brother is not there, so I squeaked over. But ......"

Li Shenghuai paused suddenly, and his eyes were full of light: "What's the matter?"

The hunchbacked old man hesitated for a moment and said, "That's not true, but the little third son said that the dead air between the eldest lady's eyebrows is getting heavier and heavier." ”

"I know, there is no way to avoid it!" Li Shenghuai looked up to the sky and sighed, with a painful look on his face, and after a while, he ordered: "I'll go and see Jinsu, Mr. Qingyang has the best wine, and let the third son bring him a pot of "Yao Zixue Song". After speaking, he stared at the little guy in Tsing Yi with his eyes.

"Yes, sir. ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi hurriedly lowered his head, the hunchbacked old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two of them disappeared silently in the night.

Li Shenghuai missed his daughter in his heart, his steps were faster, and he came to Li Jinsu's attic after a while, and when he took a look, he saw that the lights were still burning inside, and he waved his hand to remove the two guards downstairs, and was about to pull his legs upstairs.

To argue where he went, he went to the East Courtyard.

Li Jinsu's attic is far away from the east courtyard, and there are also three steps and one post in the alley, and one sentry in five steps, as if he is guarding against something, Li Shenghuai has something in his heart, and his steps are heavy, and when he looks from behind, it is indeed a little bumpy. Turn out of the long alley of the forest, bypass a clear pool, and the east courtyard is already in front of you.

There are a total of five courtyards before and after the Li family, and there are some lights in the southwest, south, north and middle, except for this east courtyard, which is so black that even the moonlight seems to be immersed in it. Li Shenghuai stood outside the moon cave for a while, wearing a snow-white robe that was particularly eye-catching, but it was fluttering, like a wisp of white smoke burning in the dark night.

Quiet, as is the sound of the heartbeat.

Li Shenghuai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked towards the courtyard. Stepping into the courtyard as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, it was like lifting a stick to break ice, instantly breaking the death-like silence, and something on the tree was immediately startled, twisting his body and slamming the leaves: "Hiss, hiss, sand, rustle......"

At the same time, a few leaves fell lightly, one of which happened to land on Li Shenghuai's shoulder, and the annoying strange sound on the tree continued, and it was getting closer and closer. Li Shenghuai was furious in his heart, picked the fallen leaves on his shoulders, didn't look at the thing on the tree, silently recited a few words, and then tore the leaf in half and threw it away.

"Smack!"

As soon as the leaves of the tree were taken out of their hands, they heard that something fell to the ground in the tree.

The moonlight went over the wall and shot on the ground, only to see a long worm twisted on the ground, which had been broken into three pieces, the incision was smooth as a mirror, and no blood flowed out, and the snake head struggled desperately, as if it wanted to connect its body and tail, but in vain, it turned to open its fangs and bite Li Shenghuai fiercely.

"Animal, you want to hurt me?!"

Li Shenghuai raised his right foot and kicked the snake's head far away, and at this moment, lights were lit up one after another in all directions of the courtyard, and a figure came out of the darkness.

In the dark night, Zhang Zongyue's bright yellow robe was the most conspicuous, taking eight-character steps, slowly walking to the bottom of the steps, and said with a smile: "I have heard that the Li family in Shu has the art of sword spells, skillfully conquering the world and creating transformation, but it can hurt people in the invisible trace. ”

Li Sheng was silent with his arms folded, his eyes were like knives, and he slashed through everyone.

Monk Xuanming stood on the corridor, the gray monk's robe was embedded in the hidden shadow, the pair of white eyebrows were particularly prominent, and the moment he looked at Li Shenghuai, the old monk raised his hand and closed it.

"Animals have no eyes, and the sword curse is ruthless!" The red-bellied little kid clapped his hands and rushed in front of Li Shenghuai, kicked the broken snake that was still trembling, and looked at the darkness with a strange smile.

Mother-in-law Wuhua walked out with a gloomy face, her palms like chicken claws were raised, and a red light flew out of her sleeves, and she pounced on the snake corpse on the ground, which was a poisonous scorpion the size of a palm, pounced on the snake corpse and chewed it. The old woman waited for it to chew up the two remnants of the snake, and then slowly put away the scorpion, and said coldly: "The animal has no eyes, and it deserves to die." But the famous Boss Li is now undecided, could it be that he is also blind?"

Hearing this, Li Shenghuai was not angry, but lightly raised his hand and hugged his fist:

"It is a great honor for Li to be able to share with you this time, but this matter is very important, since you have already pushed Li as the leader, it is reasonable to advance and retreat with Li! Besides, if it is really that one who comes back from the dead, his name and style, you must know better than Li! In order not to arouse suspicion, you should endure it for two more days! What about Bai Daoyou and Xu Daoyou, why are they not here?"

"The hell knows, hahaha......" the red-bellied monster laughed.