In that catastrophe, this beautiful part of the territory, obviously suffered a lot of damage, even after the chaos slowly regained popularity, you can see that the original should be a continuous gathering of houses, leaving behind pieces of ruins and broken trees, many people are on the rubble of the broken houses, silently and laboriously tidying up something, as if trying to find something to use from the ruined homes, there are also many still living in the ruined houses, hung with white cloth, in the mourning hall, occasionally a few children, standing in front of the door in a daze, eyes full of confusion and fear, crying and mourning, there will be adults come out of it, scolding a few timesand pulled them back in.

In general, this place of revival, is still gratifying, after all, after grief, the sun rises and sets, and the days have to go on, compared to those high-ranking cultivators, ordinary people understand these simple truths better.

White clouds and dogs, reincarnation thousands of turns, after many vicissitudes, there is always a contented smile, still blooming in the world.

All the way in, the popularity is increasing, at the same time the small road forks on both sides of the road are more, at this moment the sky is almost evening, there are still many pedestrians on the street, come and go, the surrounding is noisy, the languages of various ethnic groups sound from time to time, the crowded city, the streets and alleys, densely packed, look very chaotic, but there is a prosperous flavor, the houses on the side of the road are uneven, the old and new are different, all kinds of residential shops, Roadside stalls can be seen everywhere, some people talk and laugh, some people shout, some people cheer, some people whisper, all kinds of voices from all over the world are mixed together, from time to time there are naughty children carrying lantern branches, laughing and chasing on the street.

Living in such a noisy red dust picture, it seems that after the catastrophe, in the intentional or unintentional forgetting, the haze that has not yet dissipated in people's hearts is quietly receding.

Lin Chen walked slowly along the street, and after a while, he saw the big river in the city that flowed to the South China Sea and was the source of all kinds of waters.

Lin Chen slowed down, and finally simply stopped by the river, quietly facing the magnificent river, blowing the refreshing and humid river breeze, a fluttering coat fluttering, which looked like a chic dusty back, but inadvertently attracted the attention of pedestrians on the street, many people looked at the eyes, there were amazing, curious, and naturally there was no lack of vigilance, thinking that this young man was clearly a Middle-earth person, but it seemed to be a little different from the Middle-earth people he usually saw, giving people a very special feeling, but they couldn't tell a rough idea。

Not far from the bank of the Dongchuan River, a cottage that looks quite Middle-earth style stands there, among the many shops with a unique southern Xinjiang style, this looks like an old house, but it looks a little outstanding, which makes people feel bright.

This is an old inn that has been open for many years, the boss's surname is Fang, people have passed the year of not being confused, the ancestor was born in a scholarly family somewhere in Middle Earth, Fang Boss suffered at home when he was young, his parents died, and his family wealth was scattered overnight, not only the past acquaintances have broken off contacts, avoided it, he himself has suffered from the ridicule of the clansmen, suddenly suffered a great change, and saw all kinds of human warmth, Fang Boss was a young boy at the time, it can be said that he matured all of a sudden, and he was disappointed in the clansmen, so he decided to leave his homeland this sad place, to break through, ups and downs, came to the southern Xinjiang Baishuitong, suddenly liked this simple place, and finally married a wife and had children, and settled down, and hard to build this inn, for the north and south of the travelers to provide a place to rest and drink tea, after a long time, but gradually some fame, when the catastrophe suddenly rose, Boss Fang also fled to Luoyang with his wife and children, after everything calmed down, he returned here, I thought everything had to start from scratch, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that my inn survived, there was almost no loss, and in this way, his inn, in the Baishui Mountain, the reputation was even higher, which was something he did not expect.

At this moment, Boss Fang greeted the guests who knew that they were slacking off at a glance at the tables in the lobby, and after returning to the inn accounting counter, he leaned against the small window, beat his shoulder, which was getting stiffer, and looked at the big river where the waves were rolling and falling outside, and for some reason he thought of his life, sighed softly, and calculated his age, and unconsciously passed half a hundred.

Time is not forgiving, in fact, a hundred years of life, can live half of it, think about it should be content.

It's just that this life has passed like this?

Boss Fang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and his mood was a little depressed for a while, and at this moment, a tall figure with a long sword on his back on the bank of the river suddenly attracted his attention.

It was the figure of a young man, at sunset, on the edge of the river, the young man who looked quite a bit of scholarly temperament quietly stopped under the green trees in front of the riverbank, as if looking at the magnificent scenery of the river.

The lonely remnant sun, shining on his back, was somewhat dazzling, lined with the sparkling reflection of the river, as if warming up something called brilliant.

Boss Fang looked at the elegant figure, but he was a little stunned, and there was a bit of indescribable strangeness in his heart.

Thinking that he was a crazy scholar when he was young, he suddenly became a little high-spirited, thinking about chanting a few poems that should be in line with the situation, in order to express his rare feelings at the moment, at this moment, a burst of human voices sounded in front of the inn, waking up this middle-aged man who was full of poetry from the past, Boss Fang smiled bitterly, sighed, shook his head, and secretly scolded himself for something wrong today.

Suddenly thinking of something, I looked up, and saw two tall and strangely dressed men stepping into the door, Boss Fang chuckled in his heart, with a warm smile on his face, and rushed to meet his honest guy, and said with a smile: "Two guest officers, do you want to stay or eat?"

The bearded man among the two raised his hand and said with a grin: "Shopkeeper, hurry up and serve wine and food to the uncle, and prepare two upper rooms." ”

As he spoke, he walked to an empty table in the store with another person and sat down with a big slash.

Boss Fang followed, hesitated, and said with a smile: "Two guest officers, the wine and food have been ordered, wait a while, it will be fine immediately, but the matter of this side room, I really don't hide it, there is only one room left, I'm really sorry, guest officer, look ......."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the big man glaring at him, and said, "Look at what, if you don't have a room, you will find a way to make room for the master, and if you are not happy, let him come and tell me." ”

Boss Fang was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, but when the big man saw that he was still standing, he slapped the table with displeasure, and said impatiently: "What are you still standing for, didn't you hear Uncle Ben's words!"

Boss Fang looked at the sunken palm print on the wooden table, gasped, bitter in his heart, these two people knew at a glance that they were not good, especially the strange clothes, it was easy to remind people of those cultivation sects that had recently made a lot of noise in southern Xinjiang, those cultivators were high and mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, but after opening an inn for many years, Boss Fang had also dealt with many cultivators, and had always served them as bodhisattvas, where did he dare to slack off, but the current situation made him a little overwhelmed, because he asked for the guests in the room, and the people at the other two tables next to him, judging from his eyesight, they were obviously also cultivators, how dare he exonerate himself?

These two are in a dilemma, Boss Fang is sweating in a hurry, he doesn't know what to do, he scolds in his heart, usually these people can't see a few all year round, why do they appear so many at once, don't they all say that immortal cultivators don't eat fireworks in the world?

Seeing that this uninteresting guy was still in a trance, the big man was disgusted and angry, and sneered: "An ant, you dare to disobey my Immortal Palace, I want to see where you got the courage." ”

Boss Fang's face was already pale, after hearing this, his body immediately stiffened, and he was terrified, the name of the Hall of Eternal Life is now in the limelight in southern Xinjiang, everyone knows it, he is an ordinary man, I am afraid that a single hair will fall from these cultivators, and it will be enough for him to die a hundred times.

"Hmph, the Palace of Eternal Life is so majestic, it is a bully, and it is still an unarmed ordinary person who is bullying, it is really eye-opening, and I sigh to myself!"

At that moment, there was a sneer next to him, and then a cold voice sounded, and the surroundings immediately fell silent.

The big man frowned, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, he looked sideways, the voice came from the side, the inn was his table at the moment, and there were only two people sitting next to the table, two young women sitting at one table, both of them were beautiful and awe-inspiring, and on the other table were three men, in comparison, it seemed to be a little cringe.

Under the gloomy gaze of the big man, a trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the two women, and there was no fear at all, among the three men at the other table, two of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at each other, but the remaining young man among the three was a little unable to look at it, and wanted to echo something, but was pressed down by the man next to him who was quick-eyed, and saw the senior brother shaking his head at himself, the young man's face turned red, his fists clenched, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and finally slowly let go, muffled.

The voice of the speaker is the voice of the woman, who is the person who spoke, at a glance, the bearded man glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on the two women, when he saw the beautiful appearance of the two, his eyes obviously lit up, and he sighed a few times ill-willedly, and said: "Uncle still thinks who is not knowing how to lift, it turns out to be the little lady of the Hundred Beasts Villa, I don't know the decree sent down by my Immortal Palace a few days ago, did your faction receive it?"

Hearing Dahan's words, the two young women suddenly had cold faces, anger in their eyes, and they were about to attack.

When Boss Fang saw this situation, he chuckled in his heart, shouted that it was not good, and hurriedly walked in the direction of the gate, and did not dare to turn his head, and at the same time his heart was dripping blood, the gods fought, and mortals suffered, it was rare that his inn was not destroyed by demon beasts, but today he was going to explain here, but at this moment, he saw a figure in front of him slowly walking, Boss Fang looked at it, was stunned for a moment, and recognized that the person who came was not someone else, it was the young man standing on the river bank that he saw before.