The setting sun gradually set in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun lengthened the shadows of people and horses. Ji Beichen jumped off the horse and returned to the familiar yet unfamiliar Wuyou Town again.
Wuyou Town is located at the foot of Jiujie Mountain. It is a place where disciples of the Cangxu Sect often go down to the mountain to practice. For him, there are too many memories of the Cangxu Sect here. Nowadays, things and people have changed, and I can't help but feel a little sad...
"Ah Chen, come on!" Zhao Baier's call came from not far away, sounding very excited.
It was the first time for Zhao Bai'er to come to Wuyou Town, and he was extremely curious about everything in the town. At this time, he could not wait to lead his horse into the town, and looked around on the street to watch the excitement.
Ji Beichen smiled and shook his head, as if he was used to Zhao Bai'er's cheerfulness. With him noisy around him, he didn't even have time to be sentimental.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "It's a coincidence that you and I are here today. The busiest time in Wuyou Town is after the sun goes down."
Wuyou Town is located at the foot of Junshan Mountain. The mountain road is difficult to navigate, and it is rare to communicate with people outside the town, let alone do business.
But Wuyou Town is the richest town outside Cangzhou City. Because this small Wuyou Town is famous for casting spiritual weapons, most of the people in the town are from casting families or have been running spiritual weapon shops for generations, and Juhe in Wuyou Town The Sword Manor will produce excellent spiritual swords every year.
Every evening at dusk, craftsmen would gather at wine shops, tea stalls, or noodle shops in the town to have a bowl of loose wine, a cup of crude tea, or a bowl of meat noodles to relieve their fatigue from the whole day. .
"Look, the door of that restaurant is crowded with people. Let's go and take a look!" After Zhao Bai'er said this, he took Ji Beichen's forearm and slipped into the crowd. He happened to see the waiter trying to trouble a table of diners on the second floor.
"Sir, this dish is a delicious river fish that even the demon sect and witches raved about. How can you say it's not fresh? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to destroy my signature!" the waiter said as he came down from the second floor. The shouting in his mouth gradually became louder, as he was afraid that the people around the restaurant would not see the excitement.
Upon hearing this, Ji Beichen remembered that the last time he was with Yan Yueli, she had indeed eaten river delicacies at an inn. How could this person know? Could this group of people be related to the Changyang Gang? Will Qiu Bairen, the deputy gang leader who fought against them, and the man in black whose skills are very familiar also be in Wuyou Town?
The provocative words of the waiter did not seem to arouse the anger of the diners on the second floor, but they made the purple-clothed man in underwear by the window of the restaurant quite disgusted: "The demon sect witch? Haha, this world is getting more and more interesting, why not the young hero of Cangxu?" Is the Demon Sect more famous than the Immortal Sect?"
The waiter's face immediately darkened, and he hurriedly explained: "What are you talking about? The Cangxu Sect is the number one immortal sect. How can it be possible that a plate of river fish is praised repeatedly? That would be too unseemly!"
As the waiter said this, he glanced at the crowd, and someone immediately echoed: "That's it! That's it!"
Everyone was talking about it, which was nothing more than the orthodoxy of the immortal sect, the evil sect of the demon sect, the difference between good and evil, the right way to eliminate demons, and so on.
Ji Beichen had mixed feelings in his heart. If this matter had been dealt with a few months ago, he would have been honest, but now he was no longer involved with Yan Yuezong, so he had to quietly withdraw from the crowd.
The man in purple was about to stand up and say something when he saw the diner on the second floor slowly getting up. A man in green jumped down from the second floor and stood in front of the waiter with his hands behind his back.
He half-squinted his slender eyes and asked with a half-smile on his face: "What do you want to do?"
The waiter looked at his free and easy posture and contemptuous expression, and murmured in his heart.
At this time, the shopkeeper who had been hiding in the dark walked up to everyone in a swaggering manner, stared greedily at the magic weapon in the hands of the young man in green, and said shamelessly: "Give me this black iron fan in your hand. Today is a joke." draw."
Seeing this scene, the onlookers all saw the hidden truth, but due to the power of this store, no one dared to speak out, so they just looked at the unlucky guy in front of them and sighed repeatedly.
Ji Beichen, who was standing behind everyone, also saw the clues. He had heard of people using wine shops and other shops as a cover to rob customers of magic weapons. It was an unexpected encounter today, but they didn't expect that they would even mention Yan Yueli's name casually. Who is the owner behind this wine shop?
Just as he was thinking about it, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a burst of hearty laughter. The voice was so familiar that the words "Brother Yan" almost came out of his mouth!
"Haha, it turns out this is a shady shop that resells magic weapons. No wonder the food tastes so bad. I'm in the wrong place!"
The person who spoke was the diner by the window. He was dressed in a purple-red toga, showing his grace and elegance. He was the "Brother Yan" in Ji Beichen's mouth - Yan Mingxiu!
The store owner didn't seem to dare to offend this person, and the waiter stepped forward to ask for help with an apologetic smile. Yan Mingxiu ignored the two of them, his eyes staring at the man in Tsing Yi from beginning to end and never leaving.
At this time, the man in green was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and veins popped out in the hand holding the black iron fan. He suppressed his anger and said: "I'm here to find someone today, and I really don't want to see blood."
This shop owner has been arrogant and arrogant for a long time relying on the power behind him. Now he has become arrogant. He directly threatened with disdain: "Hey! You are so loud and I have so many magical weapons. Do you think you can get away?"
"Then we have to ask it first." The man in green turned his wrist and opened the black iron fan in his hand.
Before the store owner could react, the black iron fan turned into a ball of black-gold flames and flew straight towards him. The moment he touched it, the shopkeeper's clothes were set on fire, and the flames quickly burned his whole body. For a moment, the wine shop became as spooky and terrifying as the underworld.
"Fire of the Netherworld! Xuanming Fan!"
The diners in the store were so frightened that they fled one after another, and the waiter also rushed out. When he went back to look for the store owner, he found that his whole body had been reduced to ashes. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and passed out.
This scene was so shocking that Zhao Baier retreated repeatedly. Only Ji Beichen and Zhao Baier were left at the door of the restaurant, which was bustling just now. Ji Beichen wanted to leave, but he couldn't wait to save her now, so he had to step forward to take care of him temporarily.
At this time, the two people in the wine shop had calmed down the turmoil and couldn't help but start chatting.
"Judge Qing Yi, you are well."
Yan Mingxiu slightly cupped his hands, and he had already recognized the man in Tsing Yi as the "Judge in Tsing Yi" of Yan Yuezong - Wang Yuanting.
The two met once in the Trial Valley of the Qingluan Mountains. At that time, he did not reveal his identity, and the two had a brief discussion, and they could be considered acquainted without fighting.
At that time, Wang Yuanting had just entered the second level of the Golden Elixir stage, so he was naturally defeated by him who was already at the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir. Now, in just a few years, this young man has grown into a young talent with the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir. It is really gratifying.
"Who are you? How come you are familiar with me?" Wang Yuanting also returned the salute. He was very impressed by the man in front of him for speaking uprightly, but why couldn't he remember when the two of them had met?
"Little brother, maybe you don't remember my appearance, but do you still remember this Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan?" Yan Mingxiu said, taking out a folding fan from his waist and slowly unfolding it.
The snow-white fan is painted with a gorgeous peach blossom tree, and the pink petals are blown off by the breeze. However, when the folding fan is turned, a lifeless dead tree is painted on the back, which makes people feel desolate.
"Brother Yan!" Wang Yuanting cried out excitedly, put away the black iron fan in his hand, carefully looked at the handsome man in front of him, and asked in confusion: "That beard of yours..."
Yan Mingxiu put away the folding fan, waved his hand sheepishly, and quickly explained: "Haha, that beard is fake! I'm ashamed to say that during the days when I met you, I was thinking about how to be a good father!"
The two chatted and laughed, asking about each other's current situation, and walked out of the wine shop together. Seeing that Ji Beichen had escaped, he had no choice but to acknowledge each other: "Brother Yan. Brother Wang."
"Friend Ji Xian came just in time. Come with me back to Yanyue Sect. The palace master has something to tell you." Wang Yuanting was very happy in his heart. He really couldn't find anything after running through iron shoes. It took no effort to get here. He said goodbye immediately and wanted to take Ji Beichen with him. Walk.
Ji Beichen couldn't refuse, and he couldn't leave Zhao Bai'er behind. When he was in a dilemma, Yan Mingxiu had already opened his mouth to help him out: "You and I haven't seen each other for many years. Is this how the Yan Yue Sect treats guests?"
Although Wang Yuanting did not know the relationship between the two, he had secretly found out in the past few years that the owner of the Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan was a disciple of the Cangxu Sect.
He immediately respectfully invited: "Brother Yan, if you are willing, you can go to Yan Yue Sect with your younger brother. The number of spirit beasts in our Yan Yue Valley is no less than that of the Cangxu Sect's Trial Valley."
Yan Mingxiu frowned slightly, pretending to hesitate and said again and again: "It's not impossible to go with you, but right now I have something to do. Brother Wang, would you like to help me?"
After Yan Ming finished speaking, he pointed to the unconscious waiter on the ground. How could the Cangxu Sect sit idly by when something like this happened at the foot of Jiujie Mountain? He was determined to investigate this matter to the end.
"This..." Wang Yuanting hesitated. After all, he came out of the valley to find Ji Beichen, but this matter involved the palace master's reputation, and he couldn't ignore it.
Seeing Wang Yuanting's hesitation, Yan Mingxiu stopped hiding it and said bluntly: "Brother Wang, you don't know something. Ji Beichen and I are both disciples of the Cangxu sect, and we have some friendship in private. After you and I finish this matter, he will definitely know Come with me to Yan Yue Valley, are you willing to trust me?"
Seeing Yan Mingxiu being so calm, Wang Yuanting no longer hesitated and agreed, "Of course I trust you, brother Yan. I'm willing to go with you."
While the two were discussing, Ji Beichen had already signaled Zhao Bai'er to leave first. He did not want Zhao Mu's family to be involved in the Demon Sect's affairs.
At first, Zhao Bai'er was unwilling to leave, so he had to say that the two people in front of him were his close friends, and it was inconvenient to keep them by his side while reminiscing about the past. Only then did he successfully persuade Zhao Bai'er to leave.
Yan Mingxiu had expected that Ji Beichen would do this, which was exactly what he wanted. He walked straight to Ji Beichen and whispered in a low voice: "Ah Chen, don't be cautious. The Huan Mie Sect has been taking many actions recently. Chief Lu specially explained , let me come to Wuyou Town to help you secretly."
These words deeply touched Ji Beichen, and the long-lost care from his sect warmed his heart. At this moment, he knew that there were still people in his sect who believed in him, and that he had not been abandoned by the Cangxu sect.
He bowed respectfully, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Lu, for your concern. I..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Beichen was choked with sobs and couldn't speak. The grievances he had felt over the past few days came out instantly, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Yan Mingxiu patted Ji Beichen's back heavily to express comfort. Seeing what he wanted to say, he hurriedly said calmly: "There is no need to say more between you and me. Let's go and join the young hero."
"Yes." Ji Beichen spoke firmly, bowed his hands to Yan Mingxiu again, nodded slightly to Wang Yuanting who was not far away, turned around and disappeared into the thick night...
