Night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The clouds cover the moon, and the sky is sparsely starry.

The night was deep, and the light of the stars and moon was thin and faint.

Between the mountains and forests, night owls spread their wings, and insects chirp.

There is a town in front of him, but Qingyuan did not enter the city, just because Gu Cang's body is huge, he is obviously not an ordinary person, and it is not good to appear in front of people. Even a few days ago, when Qing Yuan appeared to see Zhao Xu, he didn't let Gu Cang appear, and Zhao Xu, under the influence of Qing Yuan, ignored Gu Cang's movements before.

"Sir. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm tall and burly, isn't it inconvenient?"

"It's really not very convenient. ”

"I remember that there is a method in my head that can restore the body to its original appearance, and it is shorter than my husband, but I can't use it now, and when I try to comprehend it for a while, it should be possible. ”

"Do you think Mr. is short?"

Qing Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Cang.

Gu Cang said: "It's not short. ”

Kiyohara retracted his gaze and suddenly chuckled.

In front of the burly figure of Gu Cangzhang Xu Lai Gao and like a building tower, who can not look short?

......

At night, bonfires were lit in the mountains and forests.

Both of these masters and apprentices are successful in cultivation, they can see at night, and they can't invade in the cold and heat, but it is a habit to make fires in the mountains and forests at night.

It's always nice to be warm and cozy, and the light is bright.

"In the past few days, Mr. has taught you a lot about the mysteries of the Four Heavens, and if you have any doubts tonight, you can let Mr. solve your doubts, and after the time has passed, it is time to practice. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"The Path of Cultivation ......"

Speaking of this, Qingyuan suddenly frowned, turned his head to look, and said, "Someone is coming." ”

When Gu Cang heard this, he reached into the Gu Immortal Bag and wanted to take out the Zhanger Lei Jin Boring.

Kiyohara waved his hand slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Only then did Gu Cang let go of his hand and asked, "Sir, you don't have to send them away?"

Qingyuan groaned: "It's a little strange for someone to come. ”

Gu Cang asked, "Do you want to be on guard?"

Kiyohara muttered: "It's not necessary to send it away, but it is also appropriate to be a little precautionary. ”

Gu Cang nodded, indicating that he had understood, looked at himself again, and felt that this burly and tall figure was not easy to show, so he immediately said, "Sir, should I hide it first?"

Kiyohara pointed to the side and said, "It's right there, you don't have to go far, just hide in the dark." ”

Gu Cang answered, took a few steps to the side, and disappeared into the darkness of the mountain forest.

Qingyuan did not pass on the Qiankun sealing technique to Gu Cang, after all, this is the secret transmission of Huanhua Pavilion, and Qingyuan obtained this technique before, and he also promised not to spread it. But Gu Cang also learned the stealth technique obtained from Wu Nan, which had a great effect on concealing the aura.

......

The night is dark, the mountains and forests are treacherous, and only a bonfire, which shines at night and drives away the wild beasts in the mountains, appears bright and disordered.

There was a loud bang, and two people pushed aside the vines and saw the bonfire.

And by the fire sat a young man, who was illuminated by the fire, and his white clothes looked pale golden, and his face was shining. His expression is indifferent, his eyebrows are peaceful, and his temperament is extraordinary.

"This brother is ......"

The man at the head laughed and said, "There are a lot of fierce beasts and night owls in the mountains, which are very dangerous, and we are about to make a fire, but we have already seen the light of the fire here, I wonder if we can borrow a place for the time being, so that the two of us can rest here for a while?"

Kiyohara turned his head to see that the person who came was wearing a cyan robe with a gentle smile on his face.

Somehow, seeing this man in green shirts, Qingyuan's heart suddenly throbbed a little, and sank slightly.

"This mountain is not mine, I just made a fire here, and if Childe wants to rest here, he has no choice. ”

"Thank you very much. ”

The man in the green shirt sat down with a smile, opposite Kiyohara.

Kiyohara looked up and looked at the man.

The man in the green shirt was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, under forty, with a gentle smile and a bit of elegance and elegance, like a scholar and scribe.

But Qingyuan took a closer look, and did not see the slightest bit of weakness that a scholar and scribe should have in this person, with some tenacity between his eyebrows, although the smile was gentle, but his eyes were a little cold.

Looking closely at his hands, the joints are thick and a thick layer of calluses.

Qingyuan retracted his gaze and probably understood something.

This person may have been a scholar, but he also has martial arts, and his attainments are not low, much more advanced than Zhao Xu.

And when Qingyuan looked at the other party, the other party was also looking at Qingyuan.

"Deep in the mountains and wilderness, there are towns and ...... ahead"

The man in the green shirt smiled slightly and said, "This brother is resting here, and it seems that he has the ability." ”

Kiyohara glanced up at him, only to see the firelight flickering on the man's face and eyes.

"Isn't this son the same?"

"No, I have guards by my side. ”

The man in the green shirt laughed and pointed back.

Qing Yuan glanced at it, the man was sturdy, his face was resolute, with a slight awe-inspiring attitude, and there was a killing intent on his body that he couldn't contain despite his efforts.

The state of wind and dust that can't be hidden, and the bloody killing intent that can't be hidden.

Men in the army!

Qingyuan laughed and asked, "In Xia Qingyuan, what do you call the two of you?"

The man in the green shirt smiled: "The surname is Jiang, the name is Wei." ”

The stout man's eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't reply.

The man in the green shirt tilted his head and winked.

Then I heard the guard say: "In my early years, I once worshipped my son, ranked eighth, and was known as the eighth. ”

......

The night is getting darker.

"Brother Qingyuan, do you want to drink?"

The man in the green shirt took a pot of wine from the guard behind him and asked Qingyuan.

Somehow, after the man in the green shirt asked this sentence, the guard behind him, who claimed to be the eighth child, changed his face slightly.

Kiyohara didn't seem to realize it, but just said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't drink." ”

"Good. The man in the green shirt pulled the stopper, raised his head and took a sip, and then said: "Young people, whether martial artists or literati, always feel that drinking is elegant, or wild, walking outside, making friends, must be inevitable. But drinking is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is not necessarily a good thing, and it's good that you don't drink, like me...... Drinking is actually helpless. ”

He smiled, laughed self-deprecatingly, and took another sip with his head up.

Kiyohara sniffed out some liquor.

This wine has a strange taste, full of medicinal smell, I think it is medicinal wine.

In terms of Qingyuan's cognition of medicinal materials, the medicinal materials in this wine can be said to be extremely precious, such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, which are only one of them, and the rest of the medicinal materials, in terms of preciousness, can be said to be more than equal.

This kind of tonic wine is also used for healing.

Kiyohara also roughly understood why the guard who claimed to be the eighth child had such an unkind look when the man in the green shirt asked if he had been drinking.

Just because of the rare medicinal materials in this wine, the value is extremely high, and it can be said to be extremely precious. (To be continued.) )