The last rain in autumn in Fengyou County became more and more hearty.
Even an old man with extremely poor eyesight could still see a violent rain falling suddenly in the sky and the earth. Originally, he could roughly see the traces of raindrops, but now it is indeed white and continuous, making it difficult to detect the traces.
It must be that the drunken immortal in the sky mistakenly took the copper fou for a jade pot, and overturned it endlessly while drunk, causing the continuous drizzle that was originally contained in the jade pot to now turn into a torrential rain curtain.
The streets are full of white lotuses, which gather and disperse several times in just one breath. The eaves and tiles are full of accumulated water, flowing down the corners, collecting drops to form lines, and then turning into silver lines of running water, and adding several explosive flowers. White lotus blooms.
When Mi Yuhuai woke up, it was raining heavily, so she didn't sleep well. She always felt tired, and even after she got up, she was still out of breath.
The lung orifices of scholars are the weakest, which is different from those who practice martial arts. The latter can sharpen their skills and exhale continuously, and can sort out the lung orifices thoroughly. This is at least better than those of martial arts practitioners who are imprisoned in the room all day long and seldom move. Although Mi Yuhuai had learned a few skills of self-protection, he was still unable to escape from the vulgarity. He was always thinking hard. Of course, his lungs were weak. When he sat up from the bed, he still had to gasp for breath several times before he could stabilize himself. breath.
"Is Yuexiu here?"
The scholar straightened his hair into a bun, stood up and stretched his back. Hearing the sound of pelting rain outside the window, he couldn't help but frown, feeling quite bored. The autumn rain disturbed people's minds and was so cold and silent that it was most unpleasant to the eyes.
Usually when Miyu fell asleep, Yuexiu liked to come to the side room, either painting flowers and birds, or thinking up two or three short orders. When his son woke up, he would hand them to him and ask him to comment. But now The scholar opened his mouth, but no one really answered. He was a little surprised at once, put on his heavy robe, stepped out of the house, and stood in the corridor.
There are two figures in the courtyard, one is green and the other is black.
The woman in the emerald green dress is clearly Yuexiu. At this moment, she is standing with an umbrella. Her face seems to be a little worried and anxious. She frequently lifts the strands of hair on her forehead and frowns. The man in black clothes seemed to see Mi Yuhuai walking out of the house, waved from a distance, then said a few words and left with an umbrella.
The waist knife reflects the rain and produces light.
Mi Yuhuai's expression changed suddenly, and he didn't even bother to find a bamboo hat or paper umbrella. He held up his outer robe with both hands to cover himself, and chased straight into the rain curtain.
"Young Master, please go back." As he approached Yuexiu, Mi Yuhuai heard the woman sobbing and murmuring, but he ignored her and still chased her out the door.
"I have a strong body, and I don't dare to bear such a heavy rain." He Zhaoling turned around and tried to hand the umbrella to the person in front of him, but the latter pinched his wrist tightly and pulled it under the eaves of the door. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "When you asked me to stop and not deal with those crazy people who bullied you and Yue Xiu, wasn't it hard to stop them in the end? After many years, I still can't stop them today."
"Martial men compete for victory. You, He Zhaoling, have been the leader of the gang for a long time. Do you still think of yourself as an ordinary martial artist? You know that the man is capable, but you still take risks, so why are you so stubborn?"
Mi Yuhuai's face was stretched purple and blue, but the strength of his fingertips was not weak at all, and he pinched He Zhaoling's right wrist.
The man in black clothes smiled and didn't care, "As for why we have to share life and death with Ye Zhai, I have told Yuexiu everything. Besides, you kid really doesn't believe it. You can't compare with my means." How about Ye Zhai?" After saying this, the man withdrew his hand, slightly touched the ground with his toes, and slowly raised his head.
"I have just broken into the third realm, and I am still not familiar with this wind-walking ability."
Mi Yuhuai's face turned slightly, but he still had no intention of letting it go, and asked, "But Ye Zhai's background is also extremely profound. In a life-and-death fight, I'm afraid that in the end, the outcome cannot be determined lightly, and it is not foolproof." , It is always right for a gentleman not to stand under a rock wall." But as soon as he said the words, Mi Yuhuai felt that he had made a mistake, and then he saw the smiling face of the man in front of him.
"Have I ever been a gentleman? If I were a gentleman, how could I be feared by all quarters." The man waved his hands and said, "Just calm down, today's caravan can still operate smoothly even without me, the leader who is idle all day long. With your great support here, my gang leader feels at ease."
"I will go with the gang to support the gang leader." The scholar relaxed slightly, but his face was still gloomy. He ignored the cold rain around him and penetrated his neck along his robes, with no intention of retreating.
The man waved his hand, held up the strong umbrella ribs, took two steps out, grinned and said, "It would be so embarrassing if we can't win, there is no need to do this."
"Leave, if you can't win, you can always run back to the main helm with your cultivation in the three realms. The worst thing you can do is lose some face, but it doesn't matter. Just keep your mind calm."
He Zhaoling did not look back, and walked on the rainy street with an umbrella. It was not until he was about to exit the street that he raised his hand and waved it twice. Thousands of raindrops splashed around him, like scattered pearls and jade.
The scholar at the door stopped and sighed after a long while. He suddenly remembered that Yuexiu had been sobbing just now. He couldn't help but frown again and hurried back home.
This rain poured down extremely thick water in Fengyou County. The water stretched along the streets, and the water depth was even deeper than the back of the feet. Not to mention outside the county, the official roads were better, but in the wilderness, it was all mud. , there are layers of grass and trees, and the few remaining leaves are all knocked down by the rain and flowed away with the muddy water.
In the mountains of Tiantai Mountain, birds and animals are almost extinct, all taking shelter from the torrential rain. Only a giant tiger stands on the top of the mountain, its eyes slightly narrowed, as if it is sleeping.
"Come to join in the fun." A man wearing a bamboo hat came up behind the giant tiger. He didn't avoid it at all. He raised his hand and rubbed the tiger's head with the king character. He took off the bamboo hat and hung it on the giant tiger's head. He found a giant tree and took shelter temporarily. It's raining.
But instead of being angry, the giant tiger leaned close to the man's side and used its huge head to shield the latter from the rain.
"If I can't come back to see you all the time in the future, it's probably an old man who will take my place. I hope you can open your mind a little and recognize your appearance after seeing me a few times. Don't let go of your ferocious nature. Maybe in a few more years, you will... You can learn the magical power of transformation, and it is still unknown when you enter the practice." The Chinese-haired man smoothed the wet fur on the tiger's belly, feeling quite comfortable. However, he seemed to be waiting for someone, so he looked down the mountain and saw no one there. Come on, simply cross your legs, close your eyes and relax.
The sound of rain became more rapid and continuous. Looking across the mountains, it seemed like mist was lingering.
About half an hour later, a man in black clothes holding an umbrella came down the mountain. There was no mud between his boots, but there was an extra gourd hanging from the side of the silver ribbon around his waist.
"The wine is pretty good, why don't you try it for a few sips?" Ye Zhai didn't open his eyes, and his voice rang out, but it passed through the thick rain curtain and drifted slowly down the mountain.
"You and I don't know each other well, so it's better to avoid such false pretenses."
He Zhaoling stepped up and climbed up the mountain, then stopped, grabbed two handfuls of rainwater, and threw it into the mountain road in front of him.
The sword energy soared into the sky, rising against the rain, and suddenly shattered the rain curtain.
