Huangfu Qingmei walked up to him, stretched out her hand to gently smooth away some stray hair from his forehead, and said, "Who cares if he is an idiot, I want to go home, I miss Die'er."
Ximen Lone Star laughed slightly and said: "Speaking of those stupid guys, in the end they didn't even know who saved their lives."
Seeing the princess talking about his daughter, Ximen Guxing laughed: "Even if that guy ignores us, Die'er calls him a master..."
Rushi couldn't help laughing when she heard it: "What you said is not important. In my opinion, as long as we are all alive and can leave here and go home, that is the best result."
"My sister said it well. Every time I go to the battlefield these years, I am also very scared. I am afraid that I will die in the hands of the devil in the next moment, and I am afraid that I will never see the master again."
Ruhua looked at the three of them and said quietly: "Every time I face the demon army, you all know what I am afraid of, but haven't you ever been afraid?"
When Ximen Lone Star heard this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Huangfu Qingmei, and said with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid too, afraid of dying here, afraid of never going back to see our daughter."
Huangfu Qingmei did not answer his question, but said: "You should wait until you see Li Xiuyuan and ask him to see if he is as scared as you!"
Ximen Guxing shook his head and said: "I don't know what he is thinking. If you want to ask, ask Xiaoqing and the princess of Taoyuan. Xiaolonger probably won't be afraid."
Huangfu Qingmei nodded and said: "Xiao Long'er is very courageous. As long as Li Xiuyuan is here, how can she be afraid?"
"That is to say, Xiao Long'er has become bolder. I think Li Xiuyuan will also be afraid. He is afraid that he will never see us again."
Looking at the three of them, Rushi spoke what was in her heart. It is estimated that from the very beginning, Li Xiuyuan was worried that they would not survive. After all, this was a Shura battlefield where there was no humane relationship.
Huangfu Qingmei thought for a while and said: "He is not the Buddha or the ancestor who saves all living beings? He said he is just a little Taoist priest on Luoxia Mountain."
At this moment, the waiter from the inn brought the food into the living room, looked at Ximen Lone Star and said, "Sir, all your food has been served..."
Huangfu Qingmei nodded, looked at the three of them and said, "Let's rest here for the night and continue moving forward tomorrow."
Ruhua laughed when she heard this, looked at Ximen Lone Star and said, "You can stay for a few more days. There will be no wild beasts anymore, so you don't need to be afraid."
Ximen Lone Star looked at the gray sky outside the hall and said nothing.
Huangfu Qingmei stretched out her finger towards the west and said quietly: "I hope he can bring you a surprise."
...
All the way to the west, thousands of miles away is Zhuxian Town.
Long Hongchen, who got up early, had already had breakfast. He was sitting at the table, holding a pen like a sword, copying "Enlightenment of Rhythm" word by word, looking at Li Xiuyuan who was sitting beside him from time to time.
Holding a pen and writing made him feel a little tricky, but his brother would not give up on educating him just because he didn't like it. He knew very well that if his brother was angry, he would be in trouble.
Long Hongchen couldn't understand why he encountered so many terrible things after leaving the temple. This is completely different from the information it received from Xiao Longer in the temple. This is a terrifying world.
Suddenly, a breeze blows into the hall, bringing the last fragrance of the grass on the wasteland. It will not be long before the beginning of autumn.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at him and said with a smile: "I'll go to the lower city lord's palace, and you can stay quietly in the room and write, how about it?"
No matter what, he could not bring Long Hongchen to appear in front of the City Lord's Mansion and others now.
In his opinion, it was time to try out the function of the jade plate... He couldn't help but let Long Hongchen go in and stay for a day before leaving, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it to the people in the Marshal's Mansion.
When I first entered the Shura battlefield that year, there was such a breeze blowing. It's just that compared to that time, the breeze today is more refreshing, less murderous and more alive.
Long Hongchen looked up at him and had no objection. He also knew that it was not appropriate for him to go out and run around at this time.
Because Li Xiuyuan told him that as long as he left the Shura battlefield, he could go crazy in this world and let Xiao Longer take him shopping in different places.
"Brother, go ahead. Long Xiaochen is writing here and waiting for brother to come back with delicious food."
Nodding, Long Hongchen imitated Li Xiuyuan and waved his little hand, saying goodbye to him.
The breeze that was not spring breeze passed through Zhuxian Town, gently blowing the flowing clouds, and turned into the last drizzle, pattering from the eaves and falling between the branches, instantly clearing this important town.
After leaving the inn, Li Xiuyuan opened the oil-paper umbrella lent to him by the waiter. The upper of his shoes gradually got wet, which reminded him of Tianjie in Tianyu City.
In the evening of that year, he held an oil-paper umbrella and walked with Feng Ruyu in the steady rain.
The difference was that that night they were ambushed by a gang of killers from Tianjie. Without the magic talisman, he would have been unlikely to survive.
Li Xiuyuan, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, was the most peaceful person at this time. He didn't even look like a monk on the Shura battlefield. The protective golden light of the Buddha's light never appeared, and the rain soaked the uppers of his shoes.
Walking on the slightly cold street, after thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan took off a mask to cover his face.
At this moment, he was the monk Shura of the Wilderness Great Wall, the young monk who had disappeared for several years, the young man who broke the south gate of Ding'an with one sword.
The clear rainwater splashed on the length of his black shirt. The stars are dotted, as if there is an extra starry sky in the long night.
Because of the sudden rain and the fact that the city lord's palace had not officially notified the monks to come and redeem their military merits, when Li Xiuyuan stepped into the city and entered the lord's palace, the place seemed even deserted than on the street.
After explaining the purpose of his visit to the soldier on duty in the flower hall, the visitor looked at him with a surprised face. No matter how he looked at it, the young man in front of him did not look like a monk who had been on the Shura battlefield.
You know, how can a monk in the cave world let the rain from the sky wet his gown and shoes?
Handing over two spirit stones, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "I am from the Wild Great Wall Legion. I am here to redeem my military merit. Please let me know."
After collecting the spirit stones, they saw Li Xiuyuan reporting himself. The soldiers on duty finally believed that this guy had been on the battlefield. Otherwise, who would dare to come to the city lord's mansion to make trouble?
"Wait, I'll go in and report!" The soldier who had enough money to make a fool of himself turned around and walked into the inner hall after receiving the spirit stone.
Li Xiuyuan stood quietly in the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion, smelling a faint scent of sandalwood, and then saw a thin old man who was also dressed in black, but who was far beyond Lianxu, walking out.
From then on, he was naturally followed by the officers on duty who went to summon him.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this battlefield was about to end. Tianyu City finally sent the elders of the Fusion Realm to the Shura battlefield. It seemed that even Zhuge Yuanying, the commander of Longmen Pass, could not cover the sky with one hand.
After all, after ten years of fighting, redeeming military merit is a very serious matter.
If nothing goes wrong, no one can fish in troubled waters.
Just as the old man was surprised by Li Xiuyuan's young age, Li Xiuyuan was equally surprised that the old man came to Zhuxian Town alone. Don't they need to supervise each other?
The old man seemed to have noticed Li Xiuyuan's doubts. He pointed at the table in the lobby and said with a smile: "Sit down and make tea. There are few people today. Let's chat... It's supposed to take a few days to start. My companion was early in the morning." Went out to go shopping.”
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he smiled, clasped his hands in greeting and said, "When I entered the city last night, I heard it mentioned by the soldiers guarding the city, so I was afraid that there would be too many people queuing up, so I rushed here early..."
Just making tea, this is just a small thing for him.
As soon as he reached out to light the small stove on the table, the old man reached out and put the filled pot of water on it. He smiled at the soldier on duty and said, "You have nothing to do here. I will chat with you for a while."
The soldiers on duty accepted Li Xiuyuan's spirit stone, so they naturally had no objection and immediately resigned.
In the huge living room, only the old man from Tianyu City and Li Xiuyuan from the wilderness were left.
"I am Shura, from the Savage Great Wall Legion, a casual cultivator on the Shura battlefield, and my sister and others are with me..." After a while, Li Xiuyuan briefly introduced his situation.
After finishing speaking, he took out the identity token that had turned purple and gold and handed it to the old man in front of him.
The old man did not immediately verify the token on the table. Instead, he took a box of spiritual tea and placed it on the table. He watched Li Xiu warm the pot, wash the cup, drop the tea, and add two cups of hot tea filled with spiritual energy.
Picking up the spiritual tea in front of him, the old man put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, then took a shallow sip.
I couldn't help but sigh and said: "Good tea requires a pair of dexterous hands and a peaceful heart to brew the flavor."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Senior, that's a great award!"
"I have a question. You can choose not to answer it, but I still want to know the whole story." The old man thought for a while, looked at him and asked seriously.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and said with a smile: "Senior, please ask, this junior will tell you everything you know."
"You know what you are talking about and don't tell me. With just a cup of spiritual tea, I believe you in just one sentence... I want to know, how old were you when you entered the Shura battlefield, and how old are you now?"
This was a question that the old man couldn't figure out. In his eyes, he really couldn't believe that a twelve-year-old boy would actually step into the extraordinary realm.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the friendly look of the old man in front of him.
He murmured: "I should have been eighteen when I entered the Shura battlefield, but I am twelve now... Due to many reasons, I have lost a memory. To be honest, I don't know how old I am now!"
This is the problem that worries Li Xiuyuan the most, because even Mu Mu, who is about the same age as him, has returned to around nine years old.
If you want to know your specific age, it seems that you can only go back to Fengyun City and ask Agui, but that's not right. You have been to too many places, and no one can explain it clearly due to the confusion of time and space.
If there is anyone in the world who can understand him, it is probably his master, the old Taoist priest. Even the husband and wife in Xinghua Valley are also confused by him.
When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, looked at him and said with a smile: "You are such a mean little guy. God has given you countless favors, but also given you countless tortures."
Li Xiuyuan finally laughed when he heard this: "Speaking of hardship, this junior endured a lot of hardship on the Shura battlefield, and almost died in the Demon Tower..."
The old man smiled and said: "Why did you join the Shura battlefield? It's not just for the chance to reach heaven, right?"
In the eyes of the old man, how could the young man in front of him lack the path to heaven?
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied: "My original intention of entering the Shura battlefield was to find an opportunity that would allow me to recover my memory. This opportunity to ascend to heaven was just a matter of chance."
The old man stretched out his hand to add spiritual tea to their cups, looked at him and said with a smile, "How do you like this tea?"
Li Xiuyuan was amused, he touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "This is the taste of Tianyu City. I only have a little left, so I don't dare to drink anymore now."
The old man sighed again: "Listen to me, have you ever been to Tianyu City?"
Li Xiuyuan did not answer, but asked: "What do you call me, senior? Do you know Elder Mo from No. 47 Tianjie?"
When the old man heard this, he couldn't help stroking his beard and laughed: "I am Wang Chongming, Mo Wuxin is my best friend. Before I came here, I went to my house to ask for a cup of Lingsha..."
Li Xiuyuan sighed softly in his heart when he heard this, and murmured, "In that case, was the Fragrant Wine Shop still there that day?"
Hearing this, the old man further proved Li Xiuyuan's identity, and couldn't help but laugh: "I fell in love with the painting of the nave in the wine shop, and wanted to buy it with spiritual stones, but old man Mo refused to do it..."
