The cicada noise forest is quiet, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded. Now it is the summer season, and the air knows the endless chirping, how can it be called knowing? It can only make people's hearts more hot, and only the occasional crisp birdsong or two can bring a trace of coolness to the bottom of people's hearts.

Wei Li lay on the ground, smelling the fragrance of the earth. He didn't have to open his eyes to know that he was buried in the ground, and a nest of insects made his chest a home, if it weren't for him, he would have been drilled out of his chest with a few bloody holes.

Wei Li quietly recalled the slightest hint of realization, his body couldn't help shaking, adjusting the rhythm of his body, but no matter what he was, he couldn't reach the innocent realm in the mother's body. Finally, he sighed, exhaled softly, and the dirt on his body exploded, Wei Li flew out to inspect himself, and there was no damage to his body, and he said to himself: "It seems that I haven't been dead for a long time!"

Then he couldn't help but scold: "Dongfang is undefeated, this girl, she won't let me go even if she dies, and she didn't help me solve the poison of the Three Corpses Brain Divine Pill." Random and laughed: "Everyone is dead, why do you still need detoxification?"

Seeing the mess around the battlefield, Wei Li became distressed, if he could still go out together with Dongfang Undefeated, now that he was alone, how could he escape from this big array with a radius of a hundred miles!

Just when Wei Li was distressed, suddenly the sound of reading aloud came: "Tonight, in the moon of Juzhou, I only look at it alone." Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an. The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold. When leaning on the false pretense, the tears of the double light are dry. Although Wei Li doesn't read much, and the few books he forgets after reading them, he can remember this poem once.

Wei Li walked forward one thousand five hundred and five following the sound of reading, and under a big tree not far away, there was a shriveled old man sitting on a large bluestone, holding a book in his hand, reading aloud.

Wei Li lived in this mountain forest for two or three months, and never met a living person. But he thought to himself, whether it was a person or a ghost, it was better than being trapped in the forest now, and he stepped forward and said, "Have you seen my husband?"

When the old man heard this, he turned around, his face was full of ravines, and he smiled at Wei Li: "Old man, why isn't it your father-in-law?"

Wei Li looked at the old man's face with a ball of chrysanthemums smiling, and a cloud of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top door, and said cautiously: "Old man, what are you kidding?"

The old man curled his beard and said: "My old man has traveled all over the mountains and rivers, swam across the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, and has never made a joke to anyone. ”

Although Wei Li didn't feel any momentum in the old man, he knew in his heart that the person who could come and go freely in this big array, not to mention the world's famous master, was also a few streets above him Wei Li, he would never dare to slack off, and still said cautiously: "The kid is only seventeen years old this year, old man, do you have such a young daughter to marry me?"

The old man cocked his beard and said: "Your kid is seventeen years old this year, born in the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Year of Bingzi, and his daughter is a match made in heaven." ”

Wei Wei was shocked, precisely because he was born in the Mid-Autumn Festival, which he had just "seen", and this old man could see at a glance how high his skills were needed?

Wei Li continued to say respectfully: "The matter of marriage depends on like-mindedness, even if I am compatible with Ling Ai, you can't match Lang, old man, right?"

The old man said angrily: "What like-minded people, bullshit." Marriage in the world has long been predestined, and it is determined by heaven, who can change it? Who dares to do it?"

The old man said so mysteriously, Wei said in a vain manner: "I don't know where Ling Ai is?"

The old man said bitterly: "My daughter's life is miserable, and she is destined to be displaced in the first half of her life? I, a father, have not seen her since she was born! In the past ten years, I have traveled all over the country, just to be able to see her, but God does not want to reunite our father and daughter!"

Saying this, the old man suddenly said "pouted" and said: "Why do I say that you are displaced, displaced, do you have a word in your kid's name?" ”

Wei Li's expression changed, and he sneered: "Who is the senior, why do you want to tease me Wei Li?" He thought that he was recognized, and the internal force that was originally hidden in Naxu **** poured out, and the grand momentum on his body seemed to be overwhelmingly pressed against the old man.

The old man's whole body was empty, and this momentum fluttered into the air, and his face showed surprise: "It turns out that your kid is good at kung fu, and you can hide the old man's eyes, not bad! ”

Wei Li had no time to entangle with this old man at this time, and a wisp of golden true qi pierced the old man's heart with a flick of his fingers, but when he was about to die, he turned a corner and deviated by three points.

The old man stretched out his dry palm and pulled Wei Li's true qi into his palm, the true qi suddenly straightened, and the old man said with a smile in his eyes: "It's not bad, it's not bad, under the anger, there is still room for it." ”

After the old man held Wei Li's true qi, there was a momentum that followed the true qi and reflected in Wei Li's body, which suddenly made Wei Li lose control of his body, and was carried forward by the old man and staggered forward, becoming a marionette.

The old man pulled Wei Li in front of him, took out a tortoise shell from Wei Li's waist, and exclaimed: "The thousand-year-old turtle armor, and it has been struck by lightning, it can be more psychic, a rare thing!"

Wei Li had already determined at this time that this old man must be a certain hermit master, and he was joking with himself like this, and he definitely had no malice in his heart, so he hurriedly laughed and said, "This is the heirloom of the younger generation." ”

The old man flicked his fingers, Wei Li's true qi shrank into his body, and he was knocked back by this true qi unexpectedly, and he squatted on his buttocks, but fortunately, he regained control of his body.

The old man's beard curled and said: "Nonsense, there is still a thunder and lightning breath on this tortoise shell, and it will never be more than half a year old, can you tell the old man how to pass it on?"

Wei Li squatted on the ground, didn't dare to get up, and smiled awkwardly: "This is the ...... of the juniors"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man: "I know it's yours, my old man is old, will he still rob you of your things?"

Wei Li looked at the old man caressing the tortoise shell with both hands, and couldn't put it down, and said bitterly in his heart: "Your old man seems to really want to rob it!" But he didn't dare to tear his face and say this.

Seeing Wei Li's look of disbelief, the old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "You don't believe it, don't our sons-in-law don't even have this trust?"

Wei Li's face was even more bitter, who is with you Weng-in-law?

When the old man said Weng Son-in-law, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Wei Li, right? You want to marry my daughter, and you haven't made a dowry yet......!

Wei Wei was bitter, this is really an "old man" who fell from the sky, it is purely a disaster, and I don't know what the daughter in this old man's mouth looks like? How dare he agree to come down.

Seeing Wei Li's embarrassed look, the old man said in an unkind tone: "You don't want to?" )