It was past noon, Yang Jueyuan and Ziyu were sitting at a small tea stall not far from the square, drinking tea and waiting for the yellow-robed Taoist priest, but Niu Er stood straight behind them, not drinking tea, not talking, just standing straight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Jueyuan's original intention was to let Niu Er take his daughter-in-law home, a peasant woman, when she encountered this kind of thing, although she was not physically harmed, she must be very afraid in her heart, and it was the time when she needed to be comforted.

But Niu Er said that he would not do anything, even his daughter-in-law said that he could not go back now, and later persuaded Niu Er's daughter-in-law to go back after Yang Jueyuan's persuasion, but Niu Er stayed, saying that the matter started because of his family, and he had no reason to stand idly by, and he would never go back if he did not help his benefactor solve the trouble.

Yang Jueyuan had no choice but to agree.

The weather is still very cold after noon, and the hot tea in the tea stall is indeed very good, although it is only coarse tea, but because of the special processing of the stall owner, the aroma is overflowing and extraordinarily rich.

Yang Jueyuan took a sip, and a warm current went straight to his lungs, as if even the winter cold had dispelled a lot.

Turned his head to look at the straight Niu Er who was standing, shook his head, and showed a helpless smile on his face, "What a straightforward man!"

After coming to the tea stall, he and Ziyu sat down and asked Niu Er to sit down and drink tea, but Niu Er refused to say anything, and just stood behind him like a family guard.

"It's been a long time!I'm afraid no one will come, or let's go!" Ziyu looked up at the sun in the sky that had moved westward, drank all the remaining hot tea in the tea bowl, and asked Yang Jueyuan.

Yang Jueyuan also saw that there were fewer pedestrians on the street, although the wind was much lighter, the temperature was a little colder, and I was afraid that if I waited any longer, I would delay the trip.

So he nodded to Ziyu, got up and called the stall owner to settle the account, and then said to Niu Er behind him: "Brother Niu Go back!

Niu Er hesitated, his thick lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded and didn't speak.

Yang Jueyuan smiled, reached out and patted Niu Er's broad shoulder, and walked towards the street with Ziyu.

"Don't run away from the thief, do you want to leave like this if you hurt someone?" A shout full of anger suddenly sounded behind him, the sound was very loud and bright, turning the pedestrians on the street one after another, and also calling Yang Jueyuan and Ziyu to stop.

Yang Jueyuan turned around and saw a group of people walking not far behind him.

Most of them were dressed in blue and gray robes, holding swords, and their faces were angry.

An old man in the center, with all his beards and beards, glared angrily,

There was a yellow-robed Taoist priest beside the old man, who was also angry, but the right side of his face was swollen like a hill, which made it funny no matter how he looked at it.

Yang Jueyuan looked at the group of people who were boiling with anger, and his eyes finally fell on the yellow-robed Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but have a little smile on his face.

Ziyu frowned, pulled Yang Jueyuan, and whispered: "This old man is not easy to mess with, he is the valley master of the Valley of Lian Shen Valley, and he is extremely arrogant, I didn't expect this Taoist priest to invite him, but I don't know what the relationship is." ”

He is the son of Ziyun Mountain, he has been in contact with various famous people in Dongyuan since he was a child, and he has some understanding of monks from all walks of life, so he recognizes this old man who is the leader.

A group of people came rampantly on the street, with a fierce momentum, scaring the already sparse pedestrians away from the distance.

When he came to Yang Jueyuan, he stopped, but the old man did not look at him, but looked at Ziyu.

The white eyebrows were locked, and his face was hesitant, "Who belongs to your doll? Why does the old man feel a little familiar?"

Zi Yu smiled when he heard this, and said in his chest: "Zi Yu has seen the Mu Gu Lord! The Valley Master Kang Yan is even better!"

This old man's name is Mu Chun, and he has been running the Lian God Valley for a hundred years, although his cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, but with his ruthless character, he has made a lot of fame in the land of Dongyuan.

"Ziyu, Ziyu, isn't it a dustless child?"

"It's the kid, I didn't expect the valley master to remember!" Ziyu replied with a smile.

"Hahahaha...... I didn't expect your little doll to grow so big! When I sent you to the Northern Wilderness three years ago, you were so tall," Mu Chun laughed, and then compared the height to the ground as he spoke, looking very happy.

Ziyu nodded and smiled, then looked at the people behind him, and asked indistinctly, "Where is the Gu Master's posture going?"

When Mu Chun heard this, his smile was restricted, and a hesitation flashed in his eyes, which turned into coldness after a moment.

looked at Yang Jueyuan, then pointed to the yellow-robed Taoist priest beside him and said: "This apprentice of mine often goes to the mortal world to subdue demons and subdue demons on weekdays, accumulating merits, but here he was beaten by a guy who doesn't understand the rules!

After speaking, his eyes were fixed on Yang Jueyuan, and the flames were rising, I am afraid that if it weren't for the relationship between Ziyu and Ziyun Mountain, he would have made a move a long time ago.

Ziyu was stunned for a moment, with a very surprised expression, and said suspiciously: "Is there such a thing? I have been here with my senior uncle for a while, why didn't I see it? I don't know who this senior brother was injured by? Why was he injured?"

"Uncle Shi, which is your uncle?" Mu Chun was stunned by Ziyu's words, and then hurriedly asked.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest also looked at Ziyu curiously.

Ziyu smiled, stretched out his hand and led Yang Jueyuan and said, "This is my junior uncle Yang Jueyuan, who studied in the Northern Wilderness, and he accompanied me to visit my home this time." ”

The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and Mu Chun was weighing, measuring what kind of character Ziyu's young uncle was, and how much he had to do with Ziyun Mountain!

Yang Jueyuan didn't think about it so much, he simply didn't want to deal with these people.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest covered his face, he had already hated Yang Jueyuan to the bone, and seeing Mu Chun's hesitant face, he was obviously worried about the other party's identity and background, afraid that if it went on like this, his beating would be in vain.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly: "I don't believe that you didn't see him when he did it to me! I'm afraid that he is still clapping his hands on the side and saying okay! Now that he sees my master coming, he says what is your uncle, but what about your uncle? Don't say that he is the uncle of the Northern Wilderness faction, but the uncle of Ziyun Mountain will also give an explanation today!"

Mu Chun also recovered from his hesitation when he said this, nodded and continued: "Yes!

Seeing this, Ziyu knew that Mu Chun had long known that it was Yang Jueyuan's hand, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for the title of Uncle Shi to work, so he turned his head to look at Yang Jueyuan when he couldn't do anything.

Yang Jueyuan was still indifferent, a pair of bright eyes didn't look at Mu Chun and the others at all, but looked at the sky, where the thin clouds surged, blocking the sun, but they were pierced by the sun, dispersed, and finally disappeared, leaving only a lone sun in the sky, dominating the world and the world, but also lonely for a lifetime.