The world of Kyushu is vast, and only Yuzhou is the most sparsely populated.

Guy was that year, Su Jizi split the demon soil and broke it into jade and Lin two states. The people of the world are afraid that one day the demon clan will come back, and the people who have taken root in Yuzhou will definitely bear the brunt of the catastrophe and face the catastrophe, so Yuzhou has been sparsely populated since ancient times and is not very prosperous.

Tens of thousands of miles to the south in the middle of Yuzhou, there is a male city, its name is Yunan Tiandu, according to rumors, the city is as big as 22 Qin capital Xianyang.

This city was originally not big, but it was just the ancestral land of the 'Sunrise Tanggu Yang surname'. It's just that in the long years that followed, immeasurable manpower and material resources were used, and it was expanded by ten miles every year, and it took thousands of years to have one of the few male capitals in the world today.

The ancestral land of the Yang family monopolized the entire eastern part of Xiongdu, and as far as the hexagram position is concerned, the east is the earthquake position. The earthquake is thunder, the five elements belong to the yang wood, and the feng shui is beneficial.

There is a forbidden place in the ancestral land, which is guarded by the elders of the clan at four times of the year, and no one is allowed to set foot without the permission of the patriarch.

There is no grass in the forbidden land, but there are ancient stone pillars that are dense like forests, which are more than ten zhang away from each other. It is delineated with charms and sacred characters with curved shapes, and blue or purple jade embedded in the intersection of the veins.

The stone pillars are dense and tall, even at noon, it is difficult to penetrate the sky, and all kinds of jade stones exude hazy light in the dark and dark, and the colors are colorful and magnificent. And this place is the totem forest of the Yang family.

When I woke up today, a young girl walked out of the totem forest. White clothes and white boots, clear eyebrows and eyes, no smoke and fire, unparalleled style, even if it is a hasty glance, it is enough to teach people to be thrilling. Her name is Yang Yaoyao!

On that day, the woman disguised herself as a man and deceived the people, doing things according to likes and dislikes, her mind was clear, the ice and snow were smart, and there was a bit of cunning in her exquisiteness.

But now I don't know what I've experienced, the whole person seems to have been reborn, and the original spirit has not jumped out, but there is a little more coldness and indifference between the eyebrows and eyes.

The white boots stepped on the stone road, and did not deliberately take a light step, but they landed silently, and the light feet could not blow a single speck of dust. A certain clan elder who guards this place, in a trance, glimpsed a white shadow, on the long bluestone road at a glance and disappeared, although this clan elder has lived for more than a thousand years, presumably not to be old and dizzy, so he probed with his divine sense, but still could not find a true body for a long time, and could not help but be very surprised. If this person had such a way, the white shadow that he had glimpsed in a hurry was probably intended for him to see.

As the saying goes, geese pass through the voice. A person, taking a step, must leave a mark in this vast world. or disturbing the sense of sound and smell with footsteps, or touching the sense of smell with body odor, even if the person's behavior is more restrained, it will still trigger the perception of many people in a range due to fluctuations in consciousness. Unless the person's path is high enough to make the avenue within this range bow down. The mountain breeze can pass through the body, treading waves and water without traces, and the whole person is between the virtual and the real, turning into a shadow under the avenue.

It's just that these methods are far from the Buddha's non-existence and non-non-existence. Once there is another Dao Master in this heaven and earth, then the shadow under the Great Dao will have nothing to hide. However, the realm of the Buddha is a real non-image, non-non-image, mysterious and mysterious.

The patriarch who was in charge of guarding the town looked like he was facing a great enemy. The top and bottom of the clan, all the elders, all the masters, although they can also be divided into equal ones in terms of cultivation, but like now, they have hit you under your nose, and they can still not alarm the six senses, and this kind of means must only be the patriarch mother-in-law who does not know how many thousand years old, but is still like a flower and a moon.

But the patriarch never wore white clothes...... Could it be that which outsider had the audacity to break into the totem forest of the person surnamed Yang?

The clan elder who was in charge of guarding the town immediately flew out of the stone tower, stood on the bluestone road, and shouted blankly: "Who is Your Excellency, who dares to trespass on my Yang Clan's forbidden land?"

On the empty stone road, no white shadow appeared, and a nice voice had a smile that seemed to be there, "Good guy, don't scream, the fifth elder should go back and take a nap, and then go to sleep." ”

Yang Yaoyao has broken the mirror again and again in just a few months, and now it is difficult to deal with it.

At the beginning of the red sun, a white shadow appeared in the Yang Ancestral Hall.

There was a vision in the sky today, and the sunrise was half an hour earlier than in Plain Surrey. This matter is placed in other families, and it is not necessarily how tense it will be, but the totem surnamed Yang is taken from the image of 'Sunrise Tang Valley', which is naturally closely related to it. As the head of the family, the bewitching beauty wore a lilac embroidered skirt today and came to the ancestral hall to incense. She really doesn't like white clothes, even if she enters the ancestral hall, she just wears plain clothes.

"Big beauty, I haven't seen you for a few months, and I've lost weight again, tsk, this waist is a little thinner than mine!"

The white shadow appeared out of thin air, grabbed the beautiful woman's thin waist from behind, and giggled.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she was happy, "Girl, are you out of the customs?"

Yang Yaoyao nodded with a smile, "Well, it's out!"

"Grown?"

Yang Yaoyao bent a pair of beautiful eyes into a crescent moon, "It's a big growth!"

The beautiful woman gave birth to an idea for no reason, could it be that today's vision is related to this girl? Although this idea is a bit absurd, who can predict it for sure?

A few days later, three dusty men entered the outer city of Yunan Tiandu from the south, the leader of the three was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a short beard under his chin and a slightly fat body, and the other two were teenagers, one was fatter and the other was emaciated.

These three people are Guo Muwang, Fan Bufan, and Guo Muwang's nephew 'No Disease'.

A few months ago, the three of them were trapped in the Demon Tutun Cloud Mountain together with all the masters, and then they got out of the trap and went all the way north.

He also passed through the Broken Jade City for a short rest, and at that time, Guan Ren was still recuperating in the triple demon palace carried by the giant.

Guo Muwang wanted to take Wujian back to the mountain, go to the master's grave and kowtow to incense, and also urge this master and nephew to practice boxing.

The three of them rushed for several months, but Fan Bufan and Wujian were too slow, so they took the Tianzhou of the public loser at a big city ferry called 'Longye', and then they crossed half of Yuzhou in the rest of the month.

Guo Muwang wants to take the star gate to other states in this Yunan Tiandu, but Fan Bufan plans to travel all the way, where he can go, if he gets older one day, he will stop and settle down.

Guo Muwang was reluctant, he and Fan Bufan were like-minded, and they hit it off at first sight.

After a long relationship, they became more and more appreciative of the character and temperament of this righteous brother, and had no regrets about worshipping him that day. If he is a cunning person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, it is expected that Guo Muwang will regret and sigh that he does not know people, and he will definitely slap him in one hand.

Now that the separation is imminent, Guo Muwang patted Fan Bufan on the shoulder, and said silently for a moment: "Good brother, if you travel to Guru Prefecture in the future, remember to come to Xiaoyue Mountain to visit your brother, nothing else, enough wine!"

Fan Bufan is a shallow eyed, and when he heard this, he felt a little nostalgic, and his eyes were slightly moist. When he spoke, his voice was a little unnatural, "Okay, I'll go." I'm afraid that by then, the eldest brother will drink all the good wine treasured by the eldest brother, and the eldest brother should be distressed. ”

"Brother, what are these words? If you give it to others, you may really feel a little distressed. But if you want to say that you have drunk it to your brother, you just pour out the wine and use the jar to make a night pot, and the brother will only say, "Pour it well, pour it wonderfully......"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Bufan suddenly felt his eyes hot, and don't turn his head at the moment.

Guo Muwang was also deeply touched, but after all, he was a cultivator who was accustomed to seeing the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, although he was also affectionate and sexual, but it was not easy to be a daughter like a vulgar child. Instead of comforting, he scolded: "What are you crying for? It's not like you can't see it in your life! Even if you are seventy or eighty years old when you find Xiaoyue Mountain, you will recognize you as a brother like a brother." What are we nine foot men, crying and crying?

Fan Bufan hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and wiped his tears, and scolded back: "What the hell are you so fierce? Lao Tzu didn't cry!"

Guo Muwang heard him scolding himself, but laughed and said, "That's right, come, laugh and show the eldest brother." ”

Fan Bufan laughed silently, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

Guo Muwang shook his head and said: "Only girls laugh so reservedly, rough men laugh to be deafening, are you a girl?"

"Hey, hey, hey......" Fan Bufan really couldn't laugh, so he had to make a few fake laughs on the spot.

Guo Muwang suddenly laughed loudly, dripping with joy, and this laughter suddenly infected Fan Bufan on one side. So on the street at dusk in this Yunan Tiandu, two ragged foreigners laughed uncontrollably, causing passers-by to look sideways.

The sunset was shining, Guo Muwang was followed by Wu Ji, and the two gradually drifted away.

Fan Bufan stood in the bleak dusk before winter, and kept waving to the two.

At a certain moment, the two stopped, and the middle-aged man who was slightly blessed turned around and shouted: "Brother is leaving, brother has to take care of himself." ”

Farewell today, no one dares to hope that there will be a reunion in the future.

It was getting late, and Fan Bufan found an inn to stay in, planning to rest here for a few days before leaving.

The inn is open on the side of the street, and the vermilion paint on the doors and windows has also faded, which makes it look a little shabby compared with the surrounding restaurants and tea shops. What Fan Bufan is looking for is such an old storefront, for no other reason, just cheap!

The inn is built with three floors, the first floor is a tavern, the second and third floors are guest rooms, and a wooden plaque is hung at the door, on which the word "Bamboo Temple" is written.

Fan Bufan stayed in this inn, and he didn't plan to leave in the past few days, so he planned to walk around and learn about the local customs.

On the evening of the next day, Fan Bufan crossed the 'Porcelain Creek' to return to his residence, passing by the 'Lantern City' archway.

This lantern market is what the folk call a ghost market.

It's still early at the moment, and it's cold on both sides of the Porcelain Creek. It is necessary to wait until after the second watch to gather popularity, and it is the most lively in the middle of the night, and it will be closed before dawn. The stall owners and buyers all turned their lanterns to the extreme darkness, and from a distance, they looked like ghost fires wafting on mass graves in the wilderness.

Fan Bufan was walking under the archway, when suddenly a voice sounded: "Stop." ”

Fan Bufan was inadvertent, he had just arrived, he had no relatives and no reason, and he didn't even know anyone, so he didn't think he was calling him.

After a few steps, the voice came up again: "Hey, that fat man, you stop for me." ”