Siye only heard the echo, but no one answered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wei Xiu wondered: "Is there no one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew in the forest, sweeping away the dead leaves on the ground, revealing a gravel path. Wei Qian smiled slightly and said, "Let's go!" and walked boldly on the trail with confidence. Wei Xiu followed, still a little uneasy. There was something strange about this place, and it made her feel uneasy. Thinking that Su Zhuo grew up in such a place, it is not surprising why he became such a strange person.

But along the way, it was calm. Walk to the end of the peach forest, and the front is open. I saw several thatched huts built against the edge of the cliff. In a pavilion with a thatched roof, a figure can be seen sitting cross-legged, cooking tea and boiling water. The pavilion is surrounded by bamboo curtains, so you can't see the faces of the people inside. Wei Xiu was slightly disappointed. Wei Qian pointed to a big stone next to him and said, "Xiu'er, you sit here for a while." Later, when I call you, you will come in and see you again. ”

Wei Xiu was a little reluctant, and he didn't know what medicine his father was selling in his gourd, so he couldn't disobey it, so he had to sit and wait obediently. Luckily, it's a place with sweeping views of the surrounding peaks, and the scenery is wonderful, but it's not boring.

Wei Qian lifted the bamboo curtain alone and entered the pavilion, and sat cross-legged opposite the man. I saw that the person in front of him was thin and small, wearing a green cloth robe, which had been washed white. The hair is pulled casually, a little uninhibited. The beard is already black and white, and the gray hair is the majority. I can't imagine that I haven't seen each other for many years, and the old man is already old. Wei Qian couldn't help but sigh.

However, the ghost's face is slender, and his eyes are still shining. He heard Wei Qian sigh and didn't answer. Without blinking his head or raising his head, he picked up two tea bowls with a clip in his hand and put them on the tea table in front of the two. Wei Qian cleared his throat and said, "Brother Feng, it's been twenty years since I said goodbye that day!

The ghost smiled faintly, plucked some tea leaves and poured them into the teapot, but suddenly said: "Wei Qian, I heard about Shaolin, you have become the master of martial arts." Most of them have already listened to your orders, I don't know if this is the case?"

Wei Qian was stunned, he never expected that his first sentence would actually say this. Just as he didn't know how to answer, Oni Yin said again: "I also heard that you have made a list for this." Anyone who works for you is on the list. People in the rivers and lakes are crowding their heads and want to write their names in, but I don't know if it's true or not?"

After all, Wei Qian was a hero in the world, and in a blink of an eye, he calmed down from the initial panic. A good trick against the guest, he scolded in his heart, I came to you, but you talked about me first. Wei Qian smiled: "Is there such a thing? Why don't I know?"

Hearing such a clumsy answer, Ghost Yin smiled secretly in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Wei Qian had grown up like this for so many years. He added: "Now that you are the leader of the group, you must want to add back the dragon character that was removed from your name back then, right?"

When Su Zhuo introduced Wei Qian to Hua Ping, he said that Wei Qian's real name is Wei Qianlong. Just because Taizu founded the country, in order to avoid the emperor's suspicion, he took the dragon character in his name. Wei Qian's face changed, he was taken aback, and his heart was pounding. Unexpectedly, the ghost has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, not only is he well-informed, but he still sees the current situation clearly.

At this point, Wei Qian simply didn't hide it, laughed, and said, "Brother Feng, what do you think?" He gently and skillfully passed the ball back.

Oni Yin didn't answer, and said, "My scoundrel has caused you a lot of trouble, hasn't he?" he said that, and there was no trace of guilt in his tone.

Wei Qian was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the ghost chat, and was shocked that he had already guessed his intention. So he had to smile bitterly and said, "Brother Feng's good apprentice!"

The ghost smiled indifferently, but there was no appreciation for Su Zhuo or pride in his laughter. Wei Qian was keenly aware of this, and he must have a plan in his heart, and said: "I can't think of thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi." Now there is only one Su Zhuo on the rivers and lakes, who else knows how the wind returned back then?"

Ghost Yin sneered: "Wei Qian, you don't have to provoke me. If I were a narrow-minded villain who coveted fame and fortune, and even my own disciples were jealous, how could I have lived in seclusion here for twenty years?"

Wei Qian smiled: "Brother Feng is naturally not that kind of person. But you're already blue, and you're not what you taught you anymore!I'm afraid that you'll punch and kill my master in the future......" He stopped talking at this point, and the rest of the meaning was left to the ghost to understand for himself.

The ghost was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "Wei Qian, you said so much, but you just want me to go out of the mountain to help you deal with Su Zhuo." It's just that I've long lost interest in the floating clouds. If there's nothing else to do, please go back!"

Hearing that the other party actually gave an eviction order, Wei Qian's face sank, sighed, and said, "I, Wei, will never do something that I am not sure of." Now that I'm here, I'm going to ask you to come out of the mountain, Garuda!" he said, gently placing a black iron plaque in the middle of the table, which was uneven and showed a dragon pattern.

Wei Qian's behavior and his last three words exploded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the ghost couldn't help but be stunned, even the water on the stove next to him was boiling, and he didn't realize it. In fact, if Su Zhuo was here, he would definitely jump in shock. Unexpectedly, the dragons and Garuda in the Eight Heavenly Dragons would actually be Wei Qian and his master Ghost Yin!

Ghost Yin's voice, which had always been unwavering, actually trembled a little: "You are a dragon...... How do you know I ......"

As soon as the two sat down, Wei Qian had the upper hand for the first time, snorted, and said, "You want to ask me how I know your identity? That's right, that person told me!"

Oni Yin tried his best to calm his mood and said, "That person...... That person will actually tell you...... Who else do you know?"

Wei Qian smiled mysteriously and shook his head silently. He is so virtual and real, but it makes the ghost hidden and confused. Wei Qian said again: "Have you changed your mind now?"

Oni Yin stared at the iron cards on the table, his heart fluctuating and hesitating. Wei Qian snorted coldly, thinking, old fox, is still hesitating. Thinking about it, he suddenly shouted: "Xiu'er, you are a master of the tea ceremony." Uncle Feng's water is boiling, you come to make tea for him!"

Wei Xiu suddenly summoned himself and hurriedly trotted into the pavilion. She saw the boiling kettle at a glance and walked over, but a pair of eyes looked curiously at the ghost hide. Oni Yin raised his head, and his eyes met Wei Xiu's eyes. Ghost Yin couldn't help but shake all over, his mouth opened slightly, and the corners of his eyes trembled a little. This face, how many times he had thought of it in his dreams. But now he is so alive in front of him, so young, so young. For a moment, it made him feel like he had gone back to twenty years ago.

Wei Qian sneered on the side. Ghost Yin suddenly realized that he was in a state of confusion and woke up, only to find that although Wei Xiu's face was very similar to the person he dreamed of, it was a little different after all, and he was younger.

He asked in a trembling voice, "She...... She was...... Xiao Shao's daughter?"

When Wei Xiu was in the ancient castle, he didn't hear Ye Shao's past telling Su Zhuo, and he didn't know the relationship between Ghost Yin and Ye Shao, so he was a little puzzled by Ghost Yin's reaction. She lowered her head to make tea, but she couldn't hear the reason in her ears.

Wei Qian nodded, but he didn't say anything more. Wei Xiu poured a cup of tea for Ghost Yin first, held it in front of Ghost Yin with both hands, and said, "Uncle Feng, please drink tea!"

Ghost Yin stared at Wei Xiu's eyes, stretched out his hand to take it, and said slowly: "I promise to go down the mountain!"

Wei Qian was overjoyed in his heart, and reached out to take the tea bowl handed by Wei Xiu. Onigakure asked again, "Where are you going?"

"Beijing, Tokyo Bianliang!" (To be continued.) )