A group of people were drinking in Longfeng Tower until they got excited, but there was a knock on the door from the waiter, reminding them that the curfew was coming and the restaurant had to close, and asked them to go back quickly.
Huang Shan's face didn't look good, and Xu Huaigu's face was expressionless. The rest of the people were naturally a little disappointed because their interest was disturbed, but the curfew was a rule of the imperial court, so it was no wonder that this restaurant was in trouble.
It was a rare gathering that ended up being interrupted midway. There would be no such opportunity next time, and everyone felt unspeakable melancholy in their hearts.
The group of people bid farewell at the door of the restaurant and went back to their respective inns. Xu Huaigu and Li Zi were walking on the street. Xu Huaigu looked gloomy and didn't say a word.
Li Zi was worried about him and tried to persuade him several times, but the effect was not good, so he had to give up. The obsessions in many people's hearts cannot be solved by others. In the end, they still have to figure it out on their own.
Xu Huaigu thought to himself that there was only one day left before heading to the military camp. As soon as tomorrow passed, the monks in Xingqing City would rush to the battlefield in the south to kill demons for the human race and defend the territory.
But Lin Cangyang's order has not yet been conveyed, and he has not yet decided whether he will stay or go. The two of them returned to the inn and had no intention of chatting. They each took a rest as soon as possible without further ado.
...While Xu Huaigu and his party were drinking in Longfeng Tower in Xingqing City, a banquet was also being held on Fengtou Mountain dozens of miles south.
Ever since Xu Huaigu eradicated Fan Jiang from Hulu Mountain, the life of a group of bandits in Fengtou Mountain has been pretty good.
In addition, many people have come from the south to seek refuge in Fengtou Mountain in the past few days. Now there are nearly a hundred people living in Fengtou Mountain, which is as big as a small village.
Wang Daya, the head of the family, is very happy about this. The more people there are, the more benefits it will bring to the development of Fengtou Mountain.
Happy, they held a banquet by themselves to welcome the new brothers and welcome them to Fengtou Mountain.
In fact, these so-called brothers are just people who fled from the south. Although Fengtou Mountain is also located in the south, it is always better than further south.
The woman Xu Huaigu met who ran a black shop at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Shan, had long since left, and the little mute also left with her.
No one knew where they went, and they never mentioned it to anyone. For the bandits in Fengtou Mountain, this was just a trivial matter. They just had to walk a few miles to buy wine, and gradually no one remembered them.
There was a festive atmosphere on the top of the mountain. Everyone seemed not so worried about the war in the south. They were immersed in the celebration and were unaware of the quiet arrival of a great monk.
Feng'er has gradually become alienated from the bandits in Fengtou Mountain over the years. This group of bandits also discovered that Feng'er was unusual. It seemed that no matter how many years passed, she would always have the face of a child, so some people secretly said that she was a monster, and everyone didn't treat her as they did before.
Later, the old man Chen who liked her most and often came to see her died. Except for Wang Daya who would come to see her from time to time, no one else came to see her anymore.
She did not live in the village with the bandits, but lived alone in the forest. I don’t know where her food and clothing expenses come from, but she seems to always be self-sufficient.
Feng'er seemed to be in a particularly bad mood recently and looked very anxious. She often sat alone on the edge of the cliff, frowning and looking south.
It seems that I am waiting for something, and I also seem to be afraid of something. In the past, she often rolled up a leaf, put it to her mouth and blew it casually, and she sang a nice song. Now her singing can no longer be heard in the forest.
Tonight, the bright moon hangs high, cloudless, and the pale moonlight shines directly on the mountains and forests. Feng'er sat alone on the edge of the cliff, lowering his head and gently stroking the ground under his feet, with a calm expression.
A strong wind blew up in the valley, causing her long hair to flutter, but she didn't bother to take care of it. There was a man walking from the mountains and forests and walked quietly behind her.
Feng'er sighed and didn't turn around to look at him, but asked, "What else are you doing here?" The person who came here didn't change his clothes. He was still wearing armor and had a sword on his waist, looking like a general on the battlefield.
This person is the great monk who came to Fengtou Mountain, Lu Zijin. He came to Feng'er tonight, asking for her help.
Speaking of which, there is also some fate between Xu Huaigu and Feng'er. The two met at that time, and Xu Huaigu spent four years in Fengtou Mountain. Because of his awe, Xu Huaigu deliberately kept a certain distance from her, and his relationship with Feng'er was neither good nor bad.
But meeting each other is fate, especially for monks, they cherish these fates very much, so the two of them can be regarded as more or less half-friends.
Xu Huaigu had little knowledge back then. When he saw Feng'er's ability to control plants and trees, he thought she was a great monk who had never been born in the world. However, he had no real idea of how high her cultivation level was, whether it was the ninth or tenth realm. know.
Later, he became more knowledgeable, but he left Fengtou Mountain for a long time and did not think about it carefully. As a result, he never found the answer to the mystery of Feng'er's identity.
In the secret realm of Hangxun, the old man from the village once gave a reminder. The invasion of the demon clan five hundred years ago ended with the suppression of Molong in Qingling. Two phoenixes of the demon clan were stranded in the central region.
One is a black phoenix, which fell in the central region. It defeated the secret realm of Hangxun with its corpse and saved the small village. The other is a green phoenix, whose specific whereabouts are still unknown.
So now, the whereabouts are clear. But why Lu Zijin knew Feng'er's identity, no one else knew. This brings up the past story of how Lu Zijin made his fortune in Dong Fuyao Island, let's not mention it for now.
Lu Zijin stood behind Feng'er and asked with concern: "Isn't it cold sitting here?" Feng'er ignored him, casually pulled some grass from around him and began to weave a grass ring.
Lu Zijin was silent for a long time, then walked forward and sat down next to Feng'er. The biting night wind blew in my face, and Lu Zijin said slowly: "I haven't sat with you like this for a long time, at least a hundred years." Feng'er was stunned, and suddenly moved his body, sitting still Stay away from him and say in a cold voice: "Why are you mentioning those things? Ever since you left Dong Fuyao Island, you are no longer the same person you were back then. Even if you are sitting next to me now, I will just treat you as a stranger." Lu Zijin He smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Over the years, I have come to see you often when I have nothing to do. Are you still unwilling to forgive me?" Feng'er remained silent.
Lu Zijin asked again: "Your compatriots are coming soon. What are you going to do? Go back?" Feng'er felt depressed, lowered his head and continued to weave grass rings, and said angrily: "I don't know." Lu Zijin said in a sincere tone: "When I come here this time, I want to ask you to help me with something." Feng'er didn't even listen to what he was going to say. She just shook her head firmly and said, "You want me to help you deal with my people. It's impossible, absolutely impossible." Impossible. The rest of the things can be discussed, but this one is absolutely not possible."
"It's not about killing monsters. I just want you to help me kill someone." Feng'er's expression paused for a moment, and then she seemed to react. She glanced at him coldly and said sternly: "Then this person must be from the Demon Sect. Right? All in all, you are determined to deal with us Monster Clan. If you leave, I won’t help you." Lu Zijin did not refute, but asked: "If you stay on this mountain, the Monster Clan will come here sooner or later. What are the people on this mountain going to do?”
"I will protect them from death. I have no control over the people in other places, and I have no intention of taking care of them. If you can shamelessly send people to my mountain, then I won't stop you. You are cruel." Lu Zijin smiled. He smiled and said: "That's not enough, this mountain can't hold many people." Feng'er rolled her eyes at him.
If her mountain could hold millions of people, she felt that Lu Zijin would do so without hesitation. Feng'er's grass ring was finished, and Lu Zijin reached out to get it. Feng'er held it tight for a while with a straight face, and refused to let go no matter how hard Lu Zijin pulled it, but then he still let go.
Lu Zijin raised the grass ring in front of his eyes, looked at it in the moonlight, and said with a smile: "It's still the old trick. The various grass rings, baskets, hand ropes, and gourds you gave me back then could fill a basket. I'm still keeping it safe now." After saying this, the two of them were silent for a long time.
Finally, Feng'er sighed, looked at the moon in the distance, and compromised: "If you are willing to go to the Demon Realm with me, I will kill people for you. Not to mention killing one, I can kill dozens of them." Lu Zijin Shaking her head, she said: "You know I won't go, I have to guard the border." As if her bottom line had been touched, Feng'er stood up suddenly, stamped her feet angrily, and said with resentful eyes: "Then you can Think about it, if I kill this person for you, I will go back to the Demon Realm and never set foot in the Central Realm again! You will never see me again, not even once!"
"Okay." The word came out of Lu Zijin's mouth in an understatement without thinking.
Feng'er was stunned for a moment. She was so angry that she laughed out loud and said sarcastically: "No wonder people are said to be extremely ruthless. I have seen it today!"
"Okay, Lu Zijin, since you are talking about such ruthlessness, don't regret it. I will help you kill people. After killing people, I will leave. I will return to my demon realm. You stay at your border. We will interact with each other. No offense! I will never, ever see you again!" After saying this, Feng'er covered her face and cried.
Lu Zijin took out a piece of letter paper from his sleeve, handed it to her and said, "The person you want to kill is written here. The person is a tenth realm monk. Although you are a high realm, you still have to be cautious." Feng'er did not pick it up. His letter was just crying loudly.
Lu Zijin squatted down, put the paper on the ground, found a stone to hold it down to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, and then started walking down the mountain.
Feng'er heard his footsteps gradually disappearing, and her heart seemed to be broken into pieces. She hugged her knees, buried her face in her legs, and sobbed, most of her clothes were wet with tears.
Lu Zijin looked calm as he walked down the mountain, as if nothing had happened, but no one knew whether his heart was full of waves, or whether he felt guilty for Feng'er?
Only he knows the answer. If you continue to cut off, you will be subject to chaos. Lu Zijin is a cruel person, but he is not merciless.
Feng'er cried all night, and even the flowers, plants and trees sobbed for her. It wasn't until the morning breeze blew in the valley again and the sun cast golden shadows that she held back her tears and walked into the forest.
