"But you're coming to see me?" asked a calm voice outside the house. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone looked at it, but they were also shocked: they saw that the lord of this Netherworld Valley had blue hair and blue eyes, long ears and red beard, although he had a jade face and a haircut, he never looked like a mortal.

"In Xia Yang Zhan, come to visit the Lord of the Netherworld Valley. Yang Zhan stepped forward and said respectfully.

"You are the young man who broke my three levels in a row?" said the Netherworld Valley Lord with a smile on Yang Zhan.

"Concession. Yang Zhan humbly hugged his fists.

"It's been a long time since there has been such an outstanding rising star in the world's martial arts, and today I actually met two at once, which is really fortunate. The Netherworld Valley Lord smiled proudly, and then looked at Yang Zhan carefully.

"Valley Master, I'm here to ask for something. Yang Zhan said straight to the point.

"No hurry, no hurry. The Netherworld Lord said.

"But......" Yang Zhan wanted to say again, but saw that the Netherworld Valley Lord had a displeased look on his face. Murong Yunzhen then pulled Yang Zhan's sleeve, and Yang Zhan stopped talking.

"Take this pill to keep that girl safe for seven days. The Netherworld Valley Lord immediately understood Yang Zhan's thoughts, so he handed over a pill and said.

"Thank you, Lord Valley. After Yang Zhan finished speaking, he hurriedly asked Murong Yunzhen to feed Qu Rufeng and obey him. Not long after, Qu Rufeng's face turned juvenile and radiant. This time, Yang Zhan and Murong Yunzhen were much relieved, and they were not so anxious.

The Lord of the Netherworld Valley immediately summoned everyone to speak in the Humane Hall, but Yang Zhan and Murong Yunzhen always couldn't find a chance to ask about Baicao Weng's whereabouts, and they were also anxious.

"It's been a long time since we've had a guest visit from the Netherworld, and the last time was almost twenty years ago. The Lord of Netherworld beckoned everyone to sit down and spoke slowly.

"Oh, then I'm so honored. Yang Zhan said happily.

"Haha, do you know who the last person who came here was?" asked the Netherdale Lord.

"He must be a great hero, I wonder if he is still in the world?" Murong Yunzhen immediately asked.

The Netherworld Valley Lord shook his head with a smile, and said as if he didn't believe it: "He is a middle-aged scholar who doesn't know martial arts. ”

"A middle-aged scholar who doesn't know martial arts?" everyone asked, smacking their tongues.

"Yes, this scholar has a talent for the heavens and the earth, and even I have something to ask him?" said the Netherworld Valley Lord happily.

"Could it be a god?" Murong Yun asked after thinking about it.

"The little brother is really discerning. Yes, this middle-aged scholar is a god. The Netherworld Lord said proudly.

"The whereabouts of the world are uncertain, it is difficult to see the true face, and I can't imagine that I have fellowship with the valley master. Murong Yun said enviously.

"Hehe, in fact, you also have a relationship with God. The Netherworld Valley Lord stared at Murong Yunzhen and said.

"Me?" Murong Yunzhen said in surprise, pointing at himself. But after a while, Murong Yunzhen reacted. "One side", isn't it the old Taoist priest who sat at the same table with the sword guard that day? Thinking of this, Murong Yun was both excited and regretful, and sighed at the erratic master.

"The fact that God is here is entirely because I ask him, so he can come and go freely, and ask questions and answers at will. The Lord of the Netherworld said, "This is the rule of the Netherworld, if you want to ask me, you must first let me finish asking the question I am interested in. After I've finished asking, it's up to you to ask the questions you want to ask the next day. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised, Su Yan knew everything about the Netherworld Q&A, and there was more than one question he wanted to ask, but if it was a question that the Netherworld Valley Lord wanted to ask, I am afraid he didn't have it. After all, I don't know the past life and the present life like the gods.

Everyone hesitated, and everyone stopped talking, for fear that if they said more, they would waste an opportunity to ask and answer. The scene then cooled down.

"It's getting late today, you guys have worked hard all the way, so it's better to eat something first. The Lord of Netherworld then summoned his servants to bring snacks.

The Netherworld Valley is really a place to live outside the world, and even the people are all graceful and colorful, and what is even more called is that the snacks and food here are exquisite and delicious, if the residence is more prosperous, this is the palace-like life.

After everyone finished eating their snacks, the Lord of Netherworld Valley told everyone to rest first, and after thinking about the questions, the Netherworld Q&A would start tomorrow morning.

At dusk, Murong Yunzhen took care of Qu Rufeng in the house. The two looked out of the window, but when they saw the sunset, the five-colored flowers on the cliff wall added another color, which was very beautiful. Qu Rufeng looked at a pair of white gulls in the air, in her heart, the most beautiful thing in the world is to fly freely like the white gull with Yun Zhen.

Yang Zhan sat alone on the edge of the cliff, pinching a miscellaneous flower at random and looking fascinated. All these years of suffering and loneliness have long made him accustomed to being alone. Being alone is just an outsider's opinion, but in fact, in his heart, he recalls every vivid face, some are good for himself, and some are concerned about him.

"Shaoxia is really sad. Behind him, an old voice came.

Yang Zhan looked back, but it was Meng Po on the side of the bridge.

"It turned out to be you, mother-in-law. Yang Zhan said.

"I have a name, please call me Meng Po. Meng Po said unhappily.

"Mother Meng is already a ghost gate, but Mother-in-law, you are alive in the world, why do you tease yourself like this?" Yang Zhan said comfortably.

Meng Po couldn't answer, because she really felt that what the young man said made sense. Usually guarding the pass with due diligence, pretending to be a ghost is also a last resort.

"Shaoxia once said today that there is a woman in your village who is very kind to you. Meng Po said.

"Yes, that's Mrs. Zheng next door, I have been poor since I was a child, and Mrs. Zheng often gives me snacks to make me happy. As Yang Zhan spoke, his thoughts returned to Chenjia Village, and he naturally remembered his sister Xu'er. Only this time, Yang Zhan slowly restrained himself, hoping to stop worrying about her.

"Shaoxia has something on his mind?" Meng Po asked again.

"Nope. Yang Zhan replied very succinctly.

But Yang Zhan's expression had already betrayed him, and Meng Po saw it in her eyes and knew it in her heart, so she said: "There is also a girl in the village who makes Shaoxia very worried, right?"

Yang Zhan wanted to argue, but he really couldn't speak. Because he is really worried about Chen Xu'er, it's just that things are wrong, and this fate has to come to an end.

"That girl has passed away?" Meng Po saw that Yang Zhan was sad, so she asked again.

Yang Zhan shook his head.

"It must be that she doesn't like Shaoxia? Haha, Shaoxia is a heroic young man, and his instruments are extraordinary, how can anyone not like it?" Meng Po then quipped.

"I have nothing to do with her, and I can't blame anyone else. Yang Zhan said it freely.

Meng Po and Yang Zhan chatted, and after a detailed chat, Yang Zhan felt that all the things he had suppressed in his heart were spit out, but he was very happy. And Meng Po also listened to it with relish, and secretly praised Yang Zhan as a loving and righteous person.

It was getting late, and Meng Po was leaving. Before leaving, Meng Po instructed Yang Zhan to go to the backyard tonight, and there would be unexpected gains. Yang Zhan wanted to ask again, but Meng Po didn't answer, but said that the ghosts of the Netherworld Valley were scattered at night, and asked Yang Zhan if he dared to dare. Yang Zhan was unwilling to be looked down upon, so he agreed.

Meng Po smiled heartily and turned to leave.

At night, Yang Zhan really came here, except for the bright moon and the stars, there was no ghost or anything like that. On the contrary, it is this bright moon that reflects the valley in silver and snow-white, which is extremely quiet. Yang Zhan waited for a while, but still didn't find any unexpected gains, so he planned to go back to the room, but suddenly heard the sound of beautiful strings coming from the valley. This voice was clear and faintly sad, just like his own inner feelings, which immediately resonated with Yang Zhan's heart. Yang Zhan then stood there and admired it carefully, but he didn't care where the sound came from.

But not long after, the sound of the piano stopped, and it stopped sounding for a long time. Yang Zhan felt that he had lost something, so he had to sigh.

"Since the young man understands the sound of the piano, why not follow the map?" Behind him, Meng Po said in a low voice.

"Didn't my mother-in-law play this piano?" asked Yang Zhan curiously.

"Haha, don't say that the old body doesn't know orchestral skills, even if he can, I'm afraid he won't be able to play this faint girl's mind?"

"Who played that?" Yang Zhan asked with concern.

"Why don't you find it yourself?" said Meng Po with some annoyance.

"It's always rude to go in the middle of the night. Yang Zhan said.

"The young man is really a frank gentleman. Meng Po said proudly: "Do you really want to meet the owner of this piano?"

Yang Zhan shook his head and said, "I just want to listen to this beautiful song again." ”

"You idiot, no wonder you don't have a relationship with the girl in the village. Meng Po was anxious to scold.

Before Yang Zhan could react, Meng Po had already left. Yang Zhan was telling the truth, he just wanted to listen to this beautiful song, and he just wanted to stay in this beautiful scene. As for the rest, Yang Zhan really didn't have any more ideas, because his heart was only so big, and he could only accommodate so many people and things.