Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 125
July [-]th, advisable: offering sacrifices, encoffining, moving graves; avoid: breaking ground, breaking ground.

July [-]th can be said to be the most peaceful day since these days.I don't know what's going on, but the arena battle today was as smooth as water, none of the core descendants of the major sects had ever appeared on the stage, and only a few scattered people competed.

The dialect that should have attracted the most attention has completely turned into a supporting role today.No one was invited, and no one challenged.If it weren't for those fiery eyes watching, Fang Yanming might think that he is an insignificant passerby.

The dark night not only covers up the light, but also breeds the darkness in the heart.Under the lightless darkness, traitors and evil are like weeds in the grassland, silently growing wildly until they erode the entire barrenness.

In the resplendent and resplendent Sunflower Building, Hua Niang is as cold as yesterday.Even if he talks to people, it's just a few words, as if he refuses people thousands of miles away.This posture is especially effective on Fang Yanming.

Time, once it is Zishi, it will be a brand new day, that is, July [-]th, the time of Zhongyuan sacrifice.

Hua Niang stayed in the room, packed up the incense, candles, ingots, paper money for fruit offerings, and put them in a large bamboo box.

Bamboo box, no, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a bamboo box.The three-foot-high, one-foot-wide bamboo box was half the size of Huaniang's body, and looked very bulky.

This bamboo box is more than double the size of the one Fang Yanming saw four years ago.When they first met, everyone was very surprised.

"Her brother will grow up..."

This is the answer Zhao Ning gave to everyone.When he said this, his eyes never left Fang Yanming.

At half past five o'clock, the second watch drum was about to strike, and the door of the Sunflower Tower was gently opened, and a slender figure came out dragging a huge unknown object.After a quick glance with those who were watching nearby, he ignored it.

Hua Niang walked more than ten steps, and Fang Yanming, who had shrunk by the wall early, turned over and came out.

There is more than one cent of the fabric, and one cent less is not enough. The tailoring of this night travel suit can be said to be very decent, no matter how big the movements are, it will not be affected in any way.

A pair of dark-colored boots fit your feet very well. White shark skin and snow silk are used as soles. Not only are they tough and comfortable, but if you have a good lightness skill, you will not make the slightest sound when you walk on the road. They are indeed a supreme weapon for tracking.

Breath-holding exercise can make people breathe extremely lightly.After training well, as long as they are ten steps away, even warriors whose cultivation level is a whole block higher than their own will find it difficult to detect it.This is sponsored by Zhan Rufeng.According to what he said, this kung fu is a martial art that the six-door gray-clothed scouts must learn, and it is exquisite.

However, even so, Fang Yanming was discovered, just three or five steps away.

Looking at the frosty Huaniang in front of him, he felt like a clown, all his careful preparations turned into nothingness.

"What are you doing out here? Don't you think it's messy enough?"

Hua Niang's tone was very flat.However, those who know her will know that she is really angry at this moment.

Hua Niang was born beautiful, graceful and well-proportioned.Ever since she sold herself into Yihong Courtyard at the age of 13, she has always treated people with a smile.This is true whether it is a beggar on the street, a catcher in a yamen, or an official of a big family.

Fang Yanming still remembered that it was Hua Niang's birthday on the eighth day of September four years ago.Today, she always shuts herself in the house and sees no one.

In order to please her, he tricked a noble lady from the Kingdom of Jin into giving her a hairpin.When she handed over the precious jade hairpin to Hua Niang, she had such a light and light tone.However, after the incident, she ignored him for a full month, even if he begged for forgiveness and admitted his mistake.

"Those people from the Kingdom of Jin are the most vicious. Fortunately, they didn't care about it. Otherwise, your life will be in danger!"

"Boy Ming, remember, my sister doesn't need to do anything for me. This world is already so difficult, live well..."

This is what Hua Niang told Fang Yanming afterward...

Looking at the young man in front of him, Hua Niang waved her hand to signal him to go back.Afterwards, he turned around neatly and was about to walk out of the town.

"Sister Hua, I..."

After hesitating again and again, Fang Yanming still spoke.His voice was soft, but still enough to cut through the silence of the night.

Hua Niang must have heard it, and must have understood what he meant.However, she pretended not to know and left on her own.

Silently watching the back of Huaniang disappearing into the darkness, Fang Yanming stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he couldn't.

"Ugh…"

With a long sigh, he turned around helplessly, ready to go home.

"Go if you want..."

A thick and encouraging voice sounded.

"Boss?"

"Go if you want..."

An old and comforting voice sounded.

"Father?"

"Go if you want..."

A gentle and positive voice sounded.

"Uncle Zhao?"

Raising his head, the three of them stood in a row on the top of the wall, looking at him tenderly.

thump...

Just as he took a step, Fang Yanming suddenly stopped.When things came to an end, he hesitated instead.

Looking at the three of them seriously, he hesitated and asked, "Really, is it okay?"

With a slight smile, Qu Lingfeng returned softly: "Don't worry!"

The next moment, his voice suddenly increased.

"Master will be here tomorrow!"

His words are deafening, like thunder, able to annihilate countless treacherous things hidden in the darkness.

"Whoosh..."

The heavy panting sound was like Fang Yanming's mood at the moment, undulating.After hesitating for a long time, he decided to go home.After all, the current situation is already weird enough, and he can't add any more twists and turns.

"Go if you want! Boy Ming, look at your hypocritical appearance, you don't have the slightest bit of masculinity!"

As soon as he turned around, Hong Qigong's joking voice appeared behind him.

Although it was a joke, the voice of Bei Beggar would undoubtedly inspire people.

"Seven Dukes!"

With a cry of surprise, Fang Yanming turned around.However, seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

It turns out that it's not just the beggars from the north.

Li Qing in green clothes with a sword, kind-hearted and suffering, and Duan Hongyi from a luxurious family.It is also unknown when it appeared here.

"Master, I thought..."

"Amitabha... My Buddhist school pays attention to the theory of cause and effect. I have received the cause of the young hero, and I will repay the result today!"

Before Fang Yanming could finish speaking, suffering interrupted his words, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Both uncles, thank you..."

Fang Yanming bowed and bowed deeply.

Li Qing didn't answer, just shrugged his shoulders, very chic.However, when he appeared here, his attitude was undoubtedly revealed.

"Nephew, you don't need to be too polite... Patriarch and Island Master Huang are best friends, so don't worry about small things."

Duan Hongyi's answer was very decent.It can be said that there is a touch of alienation in the closeness, and a bit of indifference in the intimacy, neither far nor near, just as far away.

Just as he was about to thank him again, a playful voice interrupted Fang Yanming's movements.

"Xiao Fang, you should thank me!"

Li Yi walked from the gate, still looking lazy.

"And I!"

Duan Siqi smiled, as warm as jade.

Look left, look right, there is a warm current in Fang Yanming's heart, and a smile can't help but rise from the corner of his mouth.

There is no need to say more about friendship.Fang Yanming took it for granted, rolled his eyes, and said viciously, "I thank you bastards!"

"You should help me!"

As soon as this remark came out, the two were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other and smiled, unable to deny it.

"Tsk, indeed!"

After speaking in unison, it seemed that their attitudes were not firm, their heads were like chickens pecking at rice, and they kept ordering.

"Let's go! When my little uncle comes, I invite you to go to Peach Blossom Island together!"

With his back to the crowd, Fang Yanming waved his hands quite chicly, and disappeared into the night at the corner of the street.

"what…"

Patting his mouth, Li Yi stretched his waist and asked, "Old Duan, Xiao Fang is gone, what are we doing now?"

The voice was about to fall, as if it had been premeditated, Duan Siqi's eyes turned to Hong Qigong.He smiled and asked, "Qi Gong, do you mind having two more pendants on your body?"

"You brats!"

Pointing his finger on the two of them, Hong Qigong looked very interested, and teased the three masters beside him: "Heh...Look, these juniors now are much more spiritual than we were back then. gone."

"Ha ha…"

The four laughed in unison.

"Let's go! We are always beggars, we don't have much on us, we only have a lot of bags!"

As a joke, Hong Qigong left with Li Yi and Duan Siqi.

Afterwards, the three of them looked at each other, nodded and dispersed.

The three of them will disappear soon, and a young man with ordinary appearance, ordinary figure, ordinary dress, but extraordinary cultivation appears at the gate of Sunflower Tower.

"Zhao Jia, I have met the prince..."

Straight to the point, he clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhao Ning.The waist is extremely deep, and the etiquette can be described as extraordinarily grand.

Before the words fell, Zhao Ning glanced at him deeply, and replied very seriously: "Brother, you have misunderstood the person!"

"Oh?"

As if he had expected it, Zhao Jia straightened up, looked carefully at Zhao Ning's face for a moment, and said meaningfully: "You are right! I misidentified the person!"

"I don't know the No. [-] secret agent of the secret spy department, Mr. Zhao, what's the matter here?"

"Meet old friends..."

Zhao Jia stared at Zhao Ning with deep eyes filled with memories.

Hearing this, Zhao Ning asked playfully with a half-smile on his face, "Master Zhao, have you seen it?"

Zhao Jia fell silent, as if he was at war with heaven and man in his heart.After a long time, shaking his head, he returned with a complex expression: "I didn't see it!"

Pausing for a moment, he looked regretful, and said as if reminding himself: "Perhaps, he is no longer alive..."

"July [-]th is a good time to pay homage..." Zhao Ning seriously suggested.

"Thank you for reminding me, brother, Zhao is leaving."

With a bow, Zhao Jia left.Compared with him at this moment, he may have unloaded some heavy burdens, his steps seem very relaxed, and his spine is even more straight...

At the exit of Hengshan Town, Li Qing was reclining on a large bluestone, with his breasts exposed, pouring wine into his mouth one mouthful after another.Perhaps the wine was delicious, and he squinted his eyes in comfort.That appearance, except that he has never recited poems, is generally the same as that of the previous generation of Sword Immortal Duan.

Suddenly, as if aware of something, he stopped raising the flagon abruptly.However, in the next moment, it continued.

"Oh, as timid as a mouse..."

An indifferent voice sounded, full of contempt, I don't know who he was laughing at...

"Furthermore, Subhuti! If a good man or a good woman accepts, upholds, reads, and recites this sutra, if he or she is despised by others, it is a person's previous sin karma, and he should fall into the evil realm. Because of the contempt of people in this world, the previous sin karma will be eliminated. Get Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi."

The solemn chanting echoed, adding a touch of grandeur to the darkness.

thump!This sound of the wooden fish's percussion was obviously too strong, not only breaking the original harmonious and peaceful melody, but also adding a touch of cold chill.

"Diamond Sutra No. 16, can purify karma points!"

A deep voice sounded, followed by the vicious Pyrotechnic Toutuo came out.

"Heh... It's rare that you can still remember the "Diamond Sutra"!"

It is really unbelievable that the sarcastic words came from the mouth of an eminent monk.What is even more unimaginable is that the face of suffering at this moment has changed back and forth.

For a while, it is kind-hearted, and the breath is gentle like spring breeze.In the blink of an eye, it turned violent again, full of killing intent.Such a scene reminds people of what the Buddhists once said:

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and the King Kong glared!

"Want to do it? Come and try! I'm not the same person I was ten years ago!"

Huogong Toutuo gritted his teeth and laughed wildly.

"Amitabha…"

After chanting the Buddha's name, Misery straightened up, his expression finally frozen.This means that he has already made up his mind.

"Amitabha Buddha, all sins are mine..."

Before he finished speaking, an inscrutable smile suddenly emerged from the corner of Misery's mouth.His right hand rests on his chest, the index finger and little finger are vertical, and the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger are clasped in the palm.His movements were limp and weak, not as chilling as he said in his mouth.

However, it was just such a weird posture that made the fire worker Toutuo of a generation of masters dumbfounded and pale with fright.

"Nianhua finger!"

With a cry of alarm, Fireworker Toutuo didn't even fight, and flew away directly, in extreme embarrassment.

"Amitabha…"

A melodious Buddha's chant pierced the night sky, the suffering sat on the ground, and the solemn and solemn chanting echoed again...

Outside Hengshan, Hua Niang and Fang Yanming walked in unison, one behind the other.Coupled with the large bamboo box, if you don't look at the weather and the date, I'm afraid it will make people think that you are on a picnic.

Along the way, after driving Fang Yan out to no avail, Hua Niang ignored her and walked towards the cemetery on her own.

Incense candles shine on the black road, and ingots are used as a way of funding; Gongguo fills the hunger, and paper money dances away from people.

The sobbing sorrow is like a fragrance, floating with the breeze.The paper ashes entrust the missing of the stranger and burn out the sorrow.

"Let's go..."

The desolate voice was as cold as the cold moon, Hua Niang, who had been silent for a long time, finally finished her sacrifice.

However, she was a little surprised when the boy did not follow her, and turned her head.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yanming's mouth.

Just listen to the dialect.

"Sister, I'm hungry..."

Hua Niang tightly covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down like rain.

"Eat! Brother, eat quickly..."

(End of this chapter)