People travel through the heavens, playing infinite roles

Chapter 123 Chapter 123, Fengming Qishan
"Oh, you said this..."

Xunzi smiled and took out a long object from behind, and looked at Han Fei with a kind smile on his face: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a ruler."

Looking at the smiling Xunzi and the ruler in his hand, Han Fei suddenly felt a bad sense of crisis, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he asked tentatively: "Teacher, what did the disciple do recently to provoke you?" Your old business?"

It's okay not to mention this, but the smile on Xunzi's face disappeared instantly when he mentioned it, and he blew his beard and stared: "You kid, are you still embarrassed to say that?"

"Come on, old man, what day is it today?"

Han Fei replied truthfully: "The day when the little sage Zhuang debate and cooperation conference started."

After saying these words, he suddenly felt a thump in his heart, as if he had thought of something, he scratched his face in embarrassment: "Teacher, I just escaped once, you just take a ruler now, what's the matter?"

"Not at all, not at all."

Xunzi stepped forward with a smile and bent his eyes, patted Han Fei on the shoulder and said, "If it's normal, it doesn't matter if you escape a few times occasionally, as a teacher, you just turn a blind eye."

"But today is such an important day, how dare you escape privately as a teacher?"

Hearing this, Han Fei, who knew that he would not be able to escape the cut today, was very depressed, and tried to bargain with a wry smile on his face: "Then teacher, can you hit me lightly?"

"Don't worry, the old man doesn't know martial arts, so the strength of his strikes won't be too great."

Xunzi nodded with a smile on his face, and comforted Han Fei symbolically, "Come on, boy, stretch out your hand, this old man is just a useless old man..."

Han Fei looked at Xunzi who was full of kindness and kindness, hesitated for a while, and obediently passed his hand over.

Suddenly, the storm surged.

"Clap clap clap!"

The entire Little Sage Manor echoed with the crisp sound of the ruler hitting the palm of the hand.

……

The next day, Chu Yun and Concubine Yan appeared in Sanghai City riding a galloping figure with Shao Siming.

The three of them rode two horses, Concubine Yan on one, and Chu Yun and Shao Siming on one.

I still remember that when we were at the post station just now, Chu Yun planned to ask Concubine Yan to take Shao Siming for a ride, but Shao Siming did not walk to the horse that Concubine Yan was going to ride.

Instead, he followed Chu Yun all the time, and when he got on the horse, Shao Siming calmly raised his purple eyes, and just stared at him quietly without saying a word.

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand downwards. Seeing this, Shao Si Ming's calm purple eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood. His fat-skinned jade hand slightly lifted up, and shook hands with Chu Yun's outstretched hand. together.

Just like when he came to Sanghai City a few days ago, Chu Yun pulled slightly, and Shao Si Ming's exquisite and delicate body sat lightly on the horse's back and fell into his arms.

Immediately, the girl's unique fragrance blows to the face, the silky purple hair slightly slides over the tip of the nose, Shao Siming leans back, stays in Chu Yun's arms as usual, closes the beautiful purple eyes, and is as quiet as if he is asleep .

The three of them were riding two fine horses. It was still dark, and the streets in Songhai City were empty at this time, so it was a good time to hurry.

Without the hindrance of the flow of people, the three of them left Sanghai City very quickly. After several days, they finally came to Qishan, the place where Tai Gong Jiang Ziya enlightened.

When the three of them arrived at the foot of Qishan Mountain, it was already late, and it was obviously not a good time to enter the mountain at this time.

"It's getting dark, why don't you find a place to rest for the night and go up the mountain tomorrow?"

Concubine Yan raised her eyes and looked at the getting dark sky, and suggested.

Chu Yun nodded slightly, and looked around with cold eyes, well, the wilderness is deserted, and it is estimated that he will have to eat and sleep in the open tonight.

Just when he thought so, a poem suddenly came from the mountain road in front of him: "There is a fishing rod at the head of the Weishui stream, and the frost on the temples is bright and white; Yu, avoid danger and throw away the old crown; since the dream of Fei Neng, I have enjoyed peace for more than [-] years."

When the last sentence of the poem came to my ears, an old man carrying wood also came slowly down the mountain from the shadow of the mountain road ahead.

In Qishan, reciting this poem again... Chu Yun glanced at the old man picking firewood who was walking towards him, and probably had a guess in his heart.

The old man carrying firewood walked up to the three of them, obviously he didn't expect to meet other people in this wilderness, his expression was startled, after he realized it, he smiled and said: "The three of you must be looking for a place to live, right?"

"It just so happens that I am the only one left in the old man's house. If the three of you don't mind the poor house, you can come with the old man. In this wilderness with a radius of tens of miles, the old man's family is probably the only one living at the foot of Qishan Mountain."

Concubine Yan frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked at Chu Yun, asking for his opinion.

When going out, she should be careful in everything. Concubine Yan is not a simple-minded novice. Naturally, she will not believe so easily, everyone she knows, especially strangers who show kindness when they meet.

Chu Yun nodded slightly. Concubine Yan was suspicious when she saw this, but agreed to stay at the old man's house without saying anything. She looked at the old man picking firewood and smiled slightly: "Then I will trouble the old man, this is our kindness. "

As he said that, he took out a piece of gold and handed it over. Now the seven countries are fighting endlessly, and the currencies of all countries have never been unified, but this gold is common to all countries.

"No, no, girl, the old man is already very happy if you can come and talk to him."

The old firewood picker smiled and waved his hands, his shoulders shook, and the two bundles of wood tied under the strip trembled, "Follow me, my thatched hut is not far from here, I hope you don't dislike it then. "

The old man picking firewood smiled and walked forward, his figure stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Old man, you are too serious."

After walking with the old man picking firewood for a while, Chu Yun and his party came to his residence. It was a thatched cottage. Although the sparrow was small, it had all internal organs. Similarly, although this thatched cottage looked dilapidated, it had all the necessary supplies. also have both.

"Come, come, you three little ones, sit down quickly, old man, I'll go and cook for you right now."

As soon as he entered the house, the old firewood picker warmly greeted Chu Yun and his party to sit down, and then walked out of the thatched hut to work on dinner.

After the old man left, Concubine Yan lowered her cold voice, "Qi, why did you..."

Concubine Yan paused just right, she knew that even if she didn't finish her words, Qi could still understand the meaning.

She didn't understand why an assassin would trust a stranger so easily. Even though the stranger was very old and had a kind smile on his face, he didn't seem to be dangerous.

But that is only on the surface, the human heart is very complicated, and it is impossible to judge the danger of a person by the surface alone.

Although Concubine Yan has to admit that there are many good people in this world, there are undoubtedly more bad people. Since you can't tell whether everyone who approaches you is good or bad, you can only strengthen your defense against everyone .

"Even if he has bad intentions, Dong Jun of the Yin Yang family may not be afraid." Chu Yun glanced at Concubine Yan casually.

"..."

Concubine Yan didn't reply anymore, she didn't know what to reply next, what Qi said was right, as the Dong Jun of the Yin Yang family, in this world, if it comes to fighting alone, there are really not many people that she is afraid of .

Concubine Yan didn't think she would be afraid of that old man picking firewood, besides, isn't there another Qi here?

He is not in a hurry, what else is he in a hurry...

While Concubine Yan was contemplating, Chu Yun uttered a secret voice, which came to her and Shao Si Ming's ears, "Be careful."

The beautiful eyes of Shao Si Ming and Concubine Yan turned to look at Chu Yun, and they both nodded at the same time.

Not long after, the old man picking firewood had already finished his work outside, and brought plates of dishes into the house, which looked very light and healthy.

"What are you still doing in a daze? The three little dolls don't move their chopsticks quickly." After all the dishes were brought to the wooden table in the house, he looked at Chu Yun and his party, and urged the old man to pick firewood.

Concubine Yan's cold expression moved slightly, and she explained with a smile: "Old man, we have already eaten when we came here, and now we don't feel hungry, you can eat by yourself."

Shao Siming never spoke, and Qi's indifferent personality probably wouldn't waste time explaining, so the job of explaining naturally fell on Concubine Yan.

Hearing this, the old man who picked firewood was not dissatisfied at all, and nodded with a smile: "That's fine, anyway, you two girls seem to be very good at giving birth, young man, you are blessed, you will have two at once. .”

With a casual joke, the old man picking firewood picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and began to enjoy them.

"Old man, you..."

Concubine Yan's icy eyes moved slightly, and just as she was about to explain, Chu Yun beside her said, "I don't know who passed down the poem that the old man read at the foot of the mountain before?"

As soon as this remark came out, Concubine Yan immediately lost the thought of explaining, and looked at Chu Yun with doubts at the same time as Shao Siming.

Could there be something wrong with that poem?Why do you ask?
The old man picking firewood put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, that poem you are talking about?"

"That poem was handed down by my ancestors. When I go up the mountain to cut firewood and have nothing to do, I just recite it casually, what's the matter, young man, is there anything wrong with that poem?"

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Yun suspiciously. Not only was he puzzled, but so were Shao Si Ming and Concubine Yan who were beside Chu Yun.

I don't understand why this problem popped up all of a sudden?

Could it be that the poem that the old man was chanting, is there any mystery?
Chu Yun's indifferent eyes moved slightly without resolving everyone's confusion, and continued to ask: "How many years has the old man been going up the mountain to collect firewood?"

"It's been decades. It's been a war outside. Although there are fewer remote people in this wilderness, it's better than being quiet."

The old man picking firewood didn't bother to answer questions, he only thought that Chu Yun was a talkative person, and it happened that he was also keen to chat with young people. After being here for so many years, few people came here.

Has it been decades...Chu Yun then said again: "I don't know if the old man has found any strange things on this Qishan mountain during the past few decades when he went to the mountain to collect firewood?"

Shao Siming and Concubine Yan understood the meaning of this sentence, and it was better to find a local who lived in Qishan all the year round to ask about the situation than to fumble around the mountain tomorrow morning.

"Is it weird..."

Chu Yun's words stopped the old man picking firewood, he frowned, his cloudy eyes fell into memory, and it took a long time before he said: "So there is really a strange thing..."

Chu Yun's icy eyes moved slightly, and then the three of them listened to the old man picking firewood telling what they had experienced in the past: "When I think of that strange incident now, I will still tremble with fright."

"Let me tell you three little ones, every morning Qishan Mountain will be shrouded in thick white mist, and in this thick white mist, there will always be an inexplicable sound floating, that sound is very strange, I can’t tell the truth.”

"It's like the cry of some kind of wild animal, and it's also like the singing of someone. In short, it's very strange."

"People of the older generation once said that it is a magic sound. There is a mountain god in the mountains. He releases the white mist magic sound in the early morning. He just doesn't want anyone to go up the mountain to disturb his purity. Therefore, Qishan is not allowed to enter during the early morning. !"

"This is a rule left by the older generation since ancient times, but old man, I was also a young man back then!"

"I'm bound to be curious about such supernatural legends, so I got up early in the morning and went up the mountain without telling my family..."

　There are two more chapters that will be released later. You said that chapter 104 was aggrieved. If there is something wrong, I will revise it.

　　Now you can go and have a look again, I don’t know if you don’t like reversal?

　　In short, some plots have been modified and added, you can go and have a look, next time you should not engage in this kind of reversal
　　
　
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