(a)

By the stream, the girl in white sat beside Shen Yuan and ate the grilled fish with relish, her eyes widened: "Big brother, your grilled fish is so delicious, what are you sprinkling?"

Shen Yuan smiled and looked at her dotingly: "It's all ordinary condiments, you can eat more if you like?" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hua Fengwu and Ouyang Zhen were like naughty students who had done something wrong and were called to the office by the teacher to lecture, their heads bowed, their eyes looking at their toes, and they didn't say a word.

The old man smiled like a full moon on his face, and sighed amiably: "Hua Shaoxia's 'Vortex Wave Divine Skill' and Ouyang Little Girl's 'Ice Spirit Cold Pearl' are really worthy of their reputations? The old man had to draw his sword, and he was indeed a young hero, which is gratifying! It seems that the old man has to obey Lao Luo, it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!"

Hua Fengwu said humbly: "Senior Xie is the hero who is the best to give, and the junior carving insect skills are really not enough to worry about? If it weren't for the seniors, the juniors would definitely suffer a big loss, and the realm of the half-step grandmaster, really dare not underestimate it?"

The old man looked at Ouyang Zhen with a smile and said: "The 'Ice Spirit Cold Pearl' of the 'Great Cold Mountain' is also a must in martial arts, is it possible that Ling Zun is also out of the mountain?

Ouyang Zhen said respectfully: "Senior Xie, my father heard the news of 'the Demon Emperor is out of the world', so he asked the junior to go out of the mountain to find out the news first, and his old man will arrive later." ”

The old man's eyes couldn't help revealing an old look, his eyes were cloudy and sad, and he sighed for a long time: "Time flies, it's been thirty years in the blink of an eye, and the heroic and graceful young man has turned into a gray-haired old man, and the years are really unforgiving!

Ouyang Zhen's eyes turned red, and he said in a delicate voice: "Thank you, senior, don't worry, when my father comes, the junior will take my father to Longcheng to see the senior?"

The old man laughed heartily, the sense of loss in his heart fell, his face was overflowing with excitement, and in a blink of an eye, the faint sadness had disappeared, and he seemed to be in good spirits: "The little girl has a heart, so good, when I see your father, tell him that my friend Xie Wuyan, who has been waiting for him in Dragon City for many years." ”

The girl in white had her cheeks bulging, her eyes widened with curiosity, and she asked stupidly, "Grandpa, Grandpa Ouyang is as old as you, why is his daughter so young?"

Xie Wuchen laughed: "Silly boy, when your Grandpa Ouyang was young, he devoted himself to the way of martial arts, and he had other thoughts to show off Fengyue, and it was not until he was forty years old that he met Miss Man'er, and the two fell in love at first sight. Therefore, Grandpa Ouyang's daughter is not much older than you?"

The girl in white said unhappily: "That's not possible? Grandpa and Grandpa Ouyang are close friends, isn't Xian'er going to call his daughter aunt?" As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Zhen was also amused by her words.

Xie Wuchen smiled and said, "Silly boy, how about we make our own friends, how about not interfering with each other?"

Xie Xian'er's happy eyes bent into a crescent moon, and she said happily: "A word is a certainty, I will call her Sister Ouyang in the future?"

Her innocent, lively and cute appearance made everyone laugh.

There is a way that the sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the weather in the mountains is like a doll's little face, just now the sun is still shining, and in the blink of an eye it is overcast. The mountains were full of dark clouds, as if it was about to rain, and everyone hurriedly packed their belongings and prepared to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Xie Xian'er's crescent-like eyes lit up: "Brothers, sisters, don't you panic, there is an ancient temple on the top of this trail, where can we go to take shelter from the rain?"

Zhuo Bufan was shocked and patted his head: "I'm in a hurry, there is indeed an ancient temple on it, and people who enter the mountain are tired of walking, so they will go there to rest." When the rain stops, we just need to walk down the hill to Dragon City!"

Zhu Xiaotian twisted his fat buttocks, and smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum on his face: "Now I can rest assured, thanks to the escort of my seniors, those flies are unlucky." ”

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said: "Hehe, Senior Xie drove away the big flies, Hua Daxia drove away the little flies, and I can sleep without worry!"

Ouyang Zhen coldly interrupted the good dream of the two: "Kill chickens with a knife, how can Senior Xie be a half-step grandmaster to snipe the enemy lightly, everything is still up to us!"

Zhu Xiaotian smiled, and suddenly saw the wind patting his chest and bragging about it: "That's nature, just a group of flies, then you need to take action from your seniors, so leave it to us! Let it dance wildly, and I will kill him with a fart." ”

The bottle pouted: "Cowhide King, the guy with a dead skin?"

Zhuo Bufan said with disdain: "It's really a cheap embryo, when did you ever see you make a move?" Every critical moment, Ben Shaoxia and Hua Daxia sniped the enemy, but you hid behind Miss Ouyang and trembled, and you were embarrassed to speak?"

Ouyang Zhen said indifferently: "Don't blame each other, let's go quickly, it's going to rain!"

When the words fell, I saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the atmosphere in the mountains was getting more and more gloomy, and seeing the raindrops of beans falling from the sky, everyone hurriedly ran to the top of the mountain.

(b)

A few people hurriedly climbed up the hillside along the path, and sure enough, they saw an antique, but mottled temple, the eaves and corners, the soaring dragon is not a dragon, like a phoenix is not a phoenix, and several stout pillars of the temple are all painted with this animal, giving people a strange sense of mystery, but revealing a desolate taste, which seems to bring everyone into the illusion of a thousand years ago, the vicissitudes of life, The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and the temple that was once worshiped by tens of millions of people and flourished with incense has revealed mottled traces in the erosion of wind and rain, as if it can stand still even if the years go by.

Stepping into the temple, sometimes it is a wall of murals, the wall is painted vividly is not a Buddha statue, but the monster outside that is not a dragon or a phoenix, at first glance it seems that there are countless pairs, take a closer look, there is only one painting on the entire mural surface, combined into a behemoth monster, the fierce gaze has no mercy, the huge body rises from the clouds, and the ribs slowly spread its silver wings, as if to fly out of the mural, it is really vivid. The stout pillars are also full of beautiful birds and beasts, the whole scene is very grand and shocking, it seems to be worshipping the monster that is not a dragon or a phoenix, which makes people feel extremely shocked, and they are immersed in the painting for a long time and cannot extricate themselves.

Xie Xian'er felt a cold swishing breath coming, and the huge herd of beasts rushed towards her, especially the monster's fierce eyes staring at her fiercely, and she was so frightened that she almost cried, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, what kind of monster is that?"

Xie Wuchen sighed and said: "Grandpa doesn't know, he only knows that it is a holy relic worshiped by an ancient religion, and no one has ever seen it, this ancient temple is said to have a history of thousands of years, I don't know which religion it belongs to?"

Shen Yuan stood in front of the mural and looked at them quietly, as if he was immersed in the mural, returning to the time thousands of years ago, when he saw the scene of the worship of the beasts with his own eyes, how magnificent and shocking it was! Suddenly, he felt that the monster's eyes were staring at him, as if they were alive and rushing towards him, the momentum was awe-inspiring and weird, he felt a heavy and sluggish feeling in the air, and no one noticed that Shen Yuan's chest suddenly revealed a red light, exuding a cold and treacherous aura, and the monster suddenly looked sluggish.

Xie Wuchen's artistic conception felt the cold and strange atmosphere, and his eyes turned back to look at the painting wall in a blink of an eye, but he was surprised to find some changes in the monster, the painting wall was still the same monster, but the monster seemed to have changed, it became less alive, it seemed to be a little stiff, it lost its own aura, and I couldn't help but feel surprised! Every time he passed by the ancient temple, he felt a strange aura enveloping the entire ancient temple, which made people intimate, and when he approached the painting wall, he always felt that the monster seemed to be alive, it seemed to be constantly circling, devouring the aura of the earth, and every time he felt a sense of worship.

Shen Yuan came back to his senses, only to feel that he was full of energy, as if he was almost devoured by the monster on the wall, his forehead was sweating, and he was still nervous in his heart, not understanding what was going on?

Everyone felt that the temple was a little strange, and they all fled into the back room, only to see that the inside was extremely tidy, without the slightest messy feeling, and there were no snakes, rats, and cobwebs, as if someone often cleaned it. Just when everyone felt strange, they saw that there was an old man in the temple, the old man's hair was all white, his long beard fluttering under his chin, his body was rickety and short, and he was holding a broom to gently sweep the dust in the temple.

Zhuo Bufan said respectfully: "Old man, it's pouring rain outside, can you let us stay in the temple for a night, how about it?"

The old man raised his face, and he could see a very ugly face covered with scars, as if he had been drawn by someone with a sword, but the strips were as thin as spider silk, and the roots were neat and orderly, just like in a chess game.

Xie Wuchen shook his hands and said, "Old man, we happened to encounter heavy rain when we passed through here, can you let me wait here to take shelter from the rain?"

The old man looked at Xie Wuchen with a gloomy attitude, and looked at Xie Wuchen from afar: "I remember that you have passed by this temple seven times, five times you hesitated in front of the temple, the sixth time you finally couldn't help but step in, and the seventh time you dared to look at the murals." ”

Xie Wuchen was suddenly shocked: "The old man has a good memory, Xie only felt that this temple had the weirdness of devouring the aura of heaven and earth, and he was timid; the sixth time he finally touched the door of the grandmaster, he entered the temple to try, but he will eventually return to the original point; the seventh time Xie achieved the half-step grandmaster finally dared to face the timidity in his heart, hoping to spy on the heavens and achieve the rank of the grandmaster in one fell swoop, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, now he is still doing nothing, still wandering in the realm of the half-step grandmaster?"

The old man said indifferently: "It is difficult to disobey the heavens, and you can't force it, but you want to be safe when you encounter it." ”

Xie Wuchen said gratefully: "Thank you seniors for reminding me, I don't understand without words." ”

Xie Xian'er asked coquettishly: "Grandpa, what kind of monster is so terrifying on the mural outside, it frightens Lan'er, will it fly down and eat people?"

Her voice was innocent, but her tone was a little ridiculous, but there was no smile on the old man's face: "This beast is called 'Owl', it is a kind of monster, it is a sacred beast of 'Xuanjiao' thousands of years ago, and legend has it that 'Owl' is also known as the symbol of 'Death', and everywhere it goes is bloody and rainy, so it was suppressed by the gods of the year and sealed somewhere. ”

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but ask: "Will it be suppressed by the gods under this ancient temple, I always feel cold and swishing all over my body, and there is a very strange and uncomfortable aura?"

The old man had a strange look on his face, but it was as if he was crying: "Who knows? True and false, false and true, the 'owl' is a divine creature, naturally it will not die, it must live somewhere? If you feel its power, maybe it will soon revive and break free from the prison of the gods, maybe it will soon set off a bloody storm?"

Xie Wuchen's eyebrows were furrowed, and he said slowly: "Senior, don't you feel that the power seems to be weakening? Could it be that the owl has already broken free from the confinement of the gods?"

The old man was silent for a long time, the broom in his hand seemed to tremble slightly, his eyes revealed a sense of sadness, and he sighed: "If you come, you will be safe, please rest in peace, the old man will come when he goes!"

The old man's rickety body seemed to become more crooked, and everyone wondered why he had heard of the owl so much.

Xie Xian'er glared at her curious eyes and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong with that old man?"

Xie Wuchen shook his head: "Grandpa doesn't know what's going on?" This senior is only older than his grandfather, maybe he was specially sent here to guard the owl, and now that the owl has disappeared, he must feel very uncomfortable?"

Hua Fengwu said to Shen Yuan in a low voice, "Brother Shen, do you believe in these legends?"

Shen Yuan's eyes showed a mysterious color, and he smiled slightly: "Maybe, but a legend is a legend after all, hearing is false, seeing is believing!"

Hua Fengwu nodded: "Yes! The legends in the world are all divine, and they may not all be true? As for the legend of the owl, I really haven't heard of it in the rivers and lakes?"

Shen Yuan was speechless for a while, but he secretly thought in his heart about when to go to Xuanjiao, maybe he could figure out whether the legend of the owl was true or false? But thinking that he was haunted by strange poison and uncertain life and death, he was afraid that he might not see Yin Xueji's mother and daughter, and he sighed in his heart. In the eyes of the lovely Xiaolian, she has always been an incompetent father, she is only close to the eldest brother, the father-in-law, and she is afraid that she will never see her again in the future!

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When it comes to the sunrise in the east and the rain in the west, those who live in the mountains know that sometimes the mountains are covered with dark clouds, wind and rain, lightning and thunder, but the sky is clear here! I remember one time when I came back from a colleague's house, it was pouring rain outside, and the rain was frantically washing the earth, as if I wanted to wash all the dust before stopping, and the umbrella I was holding could not cover the heavy rain. When we went out of this street, we were surprised to find that the sky was cloudless, the blue sky was like a wash, and there was a trace of rain, which was really amazing!

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The "Grim Reaper Owl" is a monster I saw on the Internet, and I feel that it is somewhat similar to the sacred beast in my fantasy, so I borrowed it, hehe...... I don't know if there is such a monster in the world? Maybe this kind of monster has been depicted in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", everyone should not take it seriously, just be a fantasy, and entertain everyone!

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The computer at home is too slow, and it is stuck, and it can't be uploaded for nearly an hour at twelve o'clock in the morning, and I am really speechless, and then I have no choice but to upload it when I go to work, so that you like Lingling Haiying heroes have been waiting for a long time!