Early in the morning, there was fog.

A milky white mist filled the forest, rising in the stream, and gradually being blown away by the breeze until it disappeared.

The carriage moved slowly through the forest road, and the people were also drowsy in the car.

Suddenly, I heard someone say, "Uncle Zhou?"

Uncle Zhou's eyes were distracted, and he was in a daze.

The man rubbed him with his elbow and continued to ask, "Uncle Zhou, have you seen it?"

Only the blind cannot see.

Zhou Bo's eyes slowly panned, glanced at him horizontally, and said lightly: "Am I blind?"

The man shook his head with a smile and said, "Of course not." ”

Zhou Bo suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of his head, and said, "I know it's not you who ask!"

The man covered his head but was still smirking, and said, "Didn't I see that you had been fluting and asked casually." ”

Zhou Bo put away his fists and let out a long sigh of relief, his gaze was already in the distance.

Dense fog is also in the distance.

No one knows when the fog will lift, and no one knows what lies behind it.

After a long time, Zhou Bo's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "It's just"

The man was stunned, turned his head to look at him, and said in surprise, "But what?"

Zhou Bo also looked at him and said, "Xiao Li, how many years have you been in the valley?"

Xiao Li was stunned again, although he didn't know why he asked this kind of question, but he could only report truthfully: "Three years, in a few days, it will be four years." ”

Zhou Bodao: "In the past three years, how many times have you seen Yan Daxia?"

Yan Ming used to be a frequent visitor to Wandie Villa, and he would go there several times a year, so Zhou Bo asked how many times he had seen it, not whether he had seen it.

Of course Xiao Li has seen it, everyone in Wandie Villa has seen it, and even most people in the rivers and lakes have seen Yan Ming, because he can always appear when you need help or encounter danger, and he will never live up to the title of "No. 1 in the world".

The first in the world sometimes not only refers to the martial arts, but also comes from the respect and worship of the people in the rivers and lakes.

"Of course I know Yan Daxia, I saw him several times when I first entered the valley, and even greeted me with a smile every time we met!" Xiao Li raised his head, as if to say something very remarkable.

This is indeed a very remarkable thing, and there may be fewer people on the rivers and lakes who have not heard of Yan Ming than monks who have not heard of the Buddha. If you show an expression of "I don't know Yan Ming" in the restaurant in Beidu, you may be kicked out of the restaurant by the shopkeeper.

Yan Ming is actually a very boring person and a very nosy person.

Sometimes he didn't bend down to pick up a piece of gold when it fell in front of him, and he didn't bother to move when a stripped beauty stood in front of him.

But on one occasion, he drove 800 miles in one day, broke three pairs of shoes, rode two horses, and sent a letter to a friend.

Another time, he only relied on one person and one sword to wipe out the entire Wujiang bandits, and he killed one hundred and twenty of the two hundred river bandits, leaving those who jumped into the river, and they were stunned, just because these gang of river bandits burned an inconspicuous small village under Shenlu Mountain, and robbed the granddaughter of the other family.

He had never been to Shenlu Mountain, let alone seen this small village, and he didn't even know Ding Yuanwai and his granddaughter at all.

He was indeed a strange man, and he was a wonderful man, and he was also a man worthy of respect and worship, perhaps in the eyes of some people he was a god, but in the eyes of others he was even more terrible than the living Yama.

It is precisely because of him that this dark forest-like river and lake has a warm glow like sunshine.

At the end of Xiao Li's speech, his voice suddenly paused, paused, and suddenly lowered his head again, and said, "I just don't know why, Yan Daxia hasn't been here once in the past two years." ”

Maybe they weren't injured? After all, very few people would go to Wandie Villa when they weren't injured.

Zhou Bo smiled, shook his head and said, "Have you seen him draw a sword?"

Xiao Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "You Dragon Sword!?"

Zhou Bo smiled, with a certain pride on his face, he raised his head, his eyes were already in the sky, and the sky was pressing dense clouds, as if there were raindrops falling.

After a long time, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Do you know that there is a very terrible person in this world?"

Xiao Li said: "What person?"

Zhou Bodao: "Swordsman!"

Xiao Li also had a sword at his waist, so he was laughing and said, "I'm not scary at all." ”

Zhou Bo ignored him and continued: "You are not a real swordsman!"

Xiao Li said: "Really?"

Zhou Bo said: "A real swordsman!" The moment he holds the hilt of the sword, you can clearly feel his sword intent. ”

Xiao Li's eyes were glazed, and he muttered, "Sword intent?"

He suddenly remembered the gust of wind, the cold wind that could seep into people's bones, and the snow-white fireworks.

Zhou Bodao: "I have seen Yan Daxia draw a sword, and I have also felt his sword intent. ”

Xiao Li listened carefully, and anyone who wielded a sword would not miss this kind of topic.

Zhou Bodao: "But just yesterday, I also felt the same sword intent!"

Xiao Li immediately said, "Is it the same sword intent?"

Zhou Bo shook his head and said, "No, although I don't understand swords, I can also feel that the sword intent of the two is completely different. ”

He thought for a while, and then said: "Yan Daxia's sword intent is like a heroic righteousness, and Mount Tai is overwhelming. Yesterday's sword intent of the little building girl was like the wind, traceless but everywhere, ethereal at the beginning, and suddenly magnificent!"

Xiao Li nodded, that feeling had been engraved in his heart, and it would probably be difficult to forget it in more than ten years.

Zhou Bodao: "But these two sword intents are so frightening and terrifying. ”

Xiao Li hesitated and said, "But after I heard that she used that trick, she fainted?"

Zhou Bodao: "What if you pass out, how many people in this world can block that sword?"

Yes, but not much.

But how many people in this world can stop that short sword?

It's getting dark.

Suddenly there was rain, a light rain.

Although the rain was not heavy, it quickly soaked the driver, and they had to bring their hats, put on their coats, and then shrank back in their seats and shivered.

The winter in the south is always cold, and the rain in the south is always lingering.

When I woke up, the fifth small building still felt a little tired.

After all, she is just a person, not to mention that there is a little girl with energy and curiosity about everything.

She opened her eyes and felt her sword in her hand, then a pair of large twinkling eyes, and then she heard the first question.

"Sister Xiaolou, are you hungry?"

"It's okay. ”

"I've brought you food, eat it while it's hot. ”

Sure enough, there was a bowl of rice, and the dishes were not bad, but they were still hot.

"How's the dish?"

"Not bad"

"I made it myself! I used vegetables grown in the Eternal Spring Valley!"

"Oh"

"Do you know the Valley of Eternal Spring?"

"Know a little"

"I know how to do it!"

"How much do you know?"

"At least you have to know the sea of flowers! If you don't even know about the sea of flowers, it will be too embarrassing!"

“”

When the fifth Xiaolou was cooking, she always felt that Zhou Xiaodie's gaze on the side was a little strange, and her voice seemed to have some flattery, but she also endured to eat the last bite, and then asked, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Xiaodie blinked her eyes and said, "Sister Xiaolou, where did you learn your swordsmanship?"

Sure enough, it's for this!

The fifth small building was stunned, and said: "My family heirloom"

She had no choice but to make a random reason, just because the truth was a hundred times more bizarre than this lie, and no one would believe that someone could practice such a swordsmanship in half a year.

If it hadn't happened to her, she wouldn't have believed it.

Zhou Xiaodie's eyes rolled, and she saw that the next sentence was "Can you teach me?" or "Do you still want a daughter-in-law in your family?"

The fifth Xiaolou immediately changed the topic and said, "But speaking of which, why are you here?"

Distraction is always a very effective means of dealing with small children, as they are easily guided by emotions, especially anger.

Zhou Xiaodie didn't think about it, and immediately said angrily: "This is, my carriage! The one you slept in before was also my carriage!"

The fifth small building looked up, and the roof of the car was indeed intact, she then scratched the back of her head and smiled: "Then why am I here?"

Zhou Xiaodie suddenly smiled, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "There are no people sleeping in that carriage, of course they were carried in." ”

The fifth small building couldn't help but lean over and whispered, "Who is it?"

The first person that came to her mind was indeed Yu Wenxia, which seemed to have become an instinctive reaction that she didn't realize herself, maybe by the time she realized it, Yu Wenxia would have disappeared a long time ago.

But it wasn't what she thought.

Zhou Xiaodie said: "Uncle Zhou." ”

The fifth Xiaolou was stunned again, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember who this Uncle Zhou was, so he could only ask, "Who is Uncle Zhou?"

Zhou Xiaodie said: "Uncle Zhou is a housekeeper of my family, and this time he came out to be responsible for our daily life. ”

The fifth Xiaolou replied casually: "Where is Uncle Zhou?"

She replied calmly and casually, but there was an emotion in her heart that was difficult to express in words.

Zhou Xiaodie said: "Are you looking for him?"

The fifth Xiaolou covered his stomach lightly, smiled again, and said, "Well, I'm still a little hungry." ”

Instead of thinking about it, it is better to fill her stomach first, not to mention that she is indeed hungry.

If the others also consumed so much True Power and slept all day, it was not even certain whether they would wake up, but fortunately, someone had always fed her some porridge to drink during the time she was unconscious.

Zhou Xiaodie lifted the curtain, went out with her finger again, and said, "That's Uncle Zhou." ”

The fifth small building looked over and saw Uncle Zhou who was catching up in another car.

He is an old man who looks very ordinary, but his spirit is very full, with some bulging pockets around his waist, and it can be seen from the outside that he has hidden a chain gun, his temples are slightly bulging, and his internal strength is never too bad.

A person like this can be called a master no matter how he puts it on the rivers and lakes.

But he was such a master, under the gaze of the fifth small building, he suddenly fell from the car, the horse stopped, and the neighing continued, Zhou Bo fell to the ground and first kept convulsing, then the mouth kept foaming, and finally vomited a mouthful of blood and stopped moving.

Nothing could be more complete than this death, and nothing could be more sudden.

Zhou Xiaodie's whole body trembled, her eyes widened, her mouth opened, and she seemed to have forgotten how to react.

The fifth Xiaolou slowly took a breath of cool air, first hugged Zhou Xiaodie with the quilt, hid in the corner of the carriage, and then pushed the car door and jumped to the roof of the carriage.

On the road ahead, a milky white fog was gradually dispersing like smoke, and finally a vague shadow was revealed.

There are people in the fog!