The mountain is still the mountain, and the magnificent river is still the same, but the people are no longer there.

Qin Fan walked all the way down the mountain, and saw that the river was magnificent and colorful, as before, and the Black Ghost Mountain Range was cold along the way, and it seemed that even the land was pitch black, and the black forest was hidden by each other, but this mountain was too tall and majestic, and he only went straight down all the way, and the real Black Ghost Mountain Range had never been explored in the depths, but there was a faint sense of fear, just like when he was a child.

The black cat, which has always been chattering, has not said a word since he made his decision, and occasionally the cat's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance fleeting, but it was really just like an ordinary domestic cat, quietly squatting on Qin Fan's shoulder.

This is Qin Fan's hometown, although things are not people, it is only a few years, and everything is familiar. He naturally also knew that this place was desolate, and only a few miles away in Heluo Town had a place to stay, and he looked through the parchment scrolls left by the old monk a few times, and understood that the sea outside the wilderness was thousands of miles east in the northwest, but if the imperial envoy's remnant knife flew, it wouldn't take long, but now he was hungry, and he had to go to find the Heluo Town Inn.

Thinking of the nearest inn, he suddenly paused, and he couldn't help but think of the stubborn shopkeeper, who had reported to the official to arrest his shopkeeper at the beginning, and that inn should be the closest. Thinking about it, he was also a little melancholy, but he didn't resent the shopkeeper, but subconsciously disliked such stubborn people.

Immediately afterwards, another person's appearance gradually became clear, bright and bright, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a pair of small dimples were cute.

Thinking about it, there was a pain in my heart, this pain was so clear, so intense, I don't know if she is doing well now, and I don't know how many times I want to turn around to see her, but the scene of that day is just as clear, more intense than this pain, the woman shed tears and asked why?

Why? Why did you have so much blood on you that day?

What happened that day? Just, just, how can you doubt me......

As soon as he thought of this, he was even more painful, and he only felt that all kinds of pain could not withstand that sentence, as if something was shattered at that moment......

......

The black cat squinted all the way, squatted on Qin Fan's shoulder, and didn't speak. Just quietly followed Qin Fan from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, since it knew that it was going to Heluo Town, which was a few miles away, it only thought about eating delicious food, but it couldn't care about Qin Fan.

Qin Fan remembered the past along the way, naturally there was no flying sword, but the northwest deserved to be the most uninhabited area in Kyushu, and he didn't see half a figure along the way, and there were still ranger warriors who came to capture and hunt some little demons in the past, but today somehow, everything is very calm, and the calm is a little desolate.

After sleeping in the wilderness for a few miles, he walked very slowly, and only walked on the official road at noon on the second day. The roads gradually widened and became infested with pedestrians, so that they were not so desolate.

There was a parchment scroll, but after all, some details had to be asked by passers-by, and it was only in the afternoon that he gradually approached Heluo. It's just that what he didn't expect was that a small teahouse appeared in front of him not far away, and the black cat immediately meowed, indicating that he was really starving to death.

Qin Fan was a little stunned, he didn't expect that there would be a small teahouse here, the nearest inn in his memory should have entered the important town of Heluo, but this family is not in the important town, but in the sparsely populated here, it is a little strange, and this teahouse is definitely newly built in the last two years, otherwise how could Qin Fan not know.

Some sighed, and saw from a distance that there were more than a dozen people scattered around the small teahouse, but only a few people were drinking tea seriously, and the rest gathered together but didn't know what to do, only occasionally there was a burst of applause, which seemed to be quite lively.

When it got closer, Qin Fan found that this teahouse was called "teahouse", but it only built a pergola, a few tables, a few chairs, and half old and not new neatly placed together, which became a "teahouse." ”

Qin Fan was already thirsty, so he walked over when he saw the shade, and sat down to rest for a while. However, the black cat on his shoulder kept scratching his shoulder, as if he was curious about what those people were doing around, Qin Fan was annoyed by being caught, so he had to go up and see what was going on.

But before he could walk over, he had just lifted his legs. I heard a burst of cheers from the crowd, and it took a while for the applause to end, and then I heard an old man's voice say: "This time, let's talk about the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and the demon war......

Before his words fell, he only heard another girl's voice laughing: "Grandpa is talking about the ancient times, when the ancient gods opened the world to kill three thousand evil gods!"

However, before the girl's voice fell, she heard the old man's voice scolding and scolding, and then said: "You are demolishing grandpa's platform! Grandpa is not telling a mythical story from I don't know how many years ago, since everyone is cheering, I want to talk about the things around me." ”

"What's that?"

"Naturally, it's the story of the cultivators!"

The girl's crisp voice and the old man's loud voice sang and harmonized, cooperating with each other, attracting all the tea guests present. It seems to be waiting for the following.

Through the gap in the crowd, Qin Fan could see clearly, sure enough, it was an old man with white hair and goosebumps, but his mental outlook was very good, and he was a little more prosperous than an ordinary young man.

Qin Fan was listening with relish, but the old man said: "Since ancient times, it has been said that the damned monsters have always changed in a variety of ways, tempting humans, but Kyushu is prosperous in the spring and autumn, both monsters and immortals are hidden, but in the first two years on the Kyoto Mountain, they have shown their prototypes, and this time we are talking about the boy who caused the situation in Kyushu!"

A startled sound of "pop" fell, and the girl immediately asked: "Isn't it the Great Wilderness Qinglou Feng Xiao, the champion of Kyushu Qin Fan?!"

"Exactly!"

The old man replied, but he calmed Qin Fan, who was watching on the sidelines. Sitting aside, he watched the old man take a sip of tea and tell himself.