Looking at the cloud beach, the auspicious clouds are leisurely.
Yan Zhen's arrival made Yuerong and Hongyan want to take another look at the peaceful natural scenery in Xianyun Pavilion. So three people came here. "How can things in the world be so auspicious?" Yuerong sighed sincerely in her heart.
After Yan Zhen was pecked by the crane, he walked away. The remaining dozens of disciples were swept away by the beauty. Yan Nujiao wondered why Yuerong was fine after taking the poisoned wine. Yuerong told the truth.
Yuerong said to Yan Nujiao: "Hongyan and I thought we had nothing to do with Jianghu, but the headless grievances came to our door. We really can't get rid of it even if we want to."
Yan Nujiao sighed: "The cutting continues, and the reasoning remains chaotic. I just wonder when the disputes between the rivers and lakes will end?" Yuerong looked at the sky, thought for a while, and said: "I have been living in Xianyun Pavilion for a few days, and I don't know what happened outside. What's the matter, where are they, Mr. Gongsun?"
Hongyan said: "There is no struggle here, but unfortunately the world outside the mountains is not like that at all. If Yan Zhen doesn't come back, how long will the two of us have to relax here?"
Yan Nujiao asked: "You two want to leave Xianyun Pavilion?"
Yuerong said: "It is good to stay in this holy place for a long time, but it is a pity that the children of the child do not know where they are living, and their life and death are unknown. If you only want to be comfortable for a while, ignore the world's major events, and do not find your old friends, how can the child look so shy in the world? "
Yan Nujiao said: "Since the child insists on leaving, I won't force him to stay. It's just that the road ahead is long, with endless frost and snow, and it all depends on your Fengyun Sword. You two should take care of yourself!"
Yuerong nodded and thanked Yan Nujiao. That night, the three of them couldn't finish talking about their joyful gatherings, and couldn't finish their farewells. After a long, long time, I just rested.
Early the next morning, Yuerong and Hongyan came to Taishui Bay. Yan Nujiao said: "It is much faster to go down the river from here than to return by land from Xuanjing Lake. I said goodbye to **Shuo for the last time that day, and he left This is the way." Yuerong and Hongyan boarded the boat, said goodbye to Yan Nujiao, and went down the river. During this period, I looked at the beautiful mountains on both sides, and the apes living on the top of the mountain were also waving to me. But looking back at Xianyun Pavilion becomes more and more vague, recalling the scene when the 'Qianyu Nutian' laughed proudly together and rejoiced in their grudges, how generous and heroic they were? But now only Yan Nujiao is left alone in Xianyun Pavilion, which makes people lament the unforeseen circumstances and the sadness and helplessness of life's impermanence. And Yuerong and Hongyan are involved in the world again this time. I wonder how many storms are waiting for them?
The boat trip was quite brisk. Within a month, Yue Rong and the two were close to the Central Plains.
Abandoning the boat and landing, we saw the red sun sinking in the endless mist in the western sky and slowly disappearing.
After a while, dusk fell and the sky became dark. Occasionally, some wind and dust would blow up and fly away in all directions. Unconsciously, the dust and sand rolled up for a long time, covering the road, and the road ahead could no longer be seen very far.
Yuerong hugged her body tightly, but felt a chill in her chest. Hongyan also lifted the cotton shirt outside. It was a biting spring breeze, and the fallen leaves picked up from nowhere by the residual wind blew past the two of them in the abandoned alley. The two of them stood still and looked around. Everything was desolate and pessimistic, with no trace of life in sight. Every time there were bursts of wailing sounds coming from the depths of the alley, it was chilling to hear, but in this mysterious windy night, it gave people more fear.
Hongyan said: "The sound came from not far away. I think there must be a village in front of me." Yuerong nodded, so the two of them walked forward quickly. There was really a village in front of them, but this village was completely silent. It was just a deserted village. , a state of decadence and desolation, with no trace of life.
Yuerong wanted to find someone to stay at, so she knocked on the door of a random house. I didn't want to knock for a long time, but no one answered. The two pushed the door open and entered the house. The house was very dark. They took out a fire fan and shined a light on it. They found that the house was littered with debris and no one could be seen. The moon looked strange, so he turned around and went out. He and Hongyan found another family to watch, but the house was just as miserable. Hongyan said: "How could it be so?"
The two of them were wondering what happened here, when suddenly a figure seemed to flash past the window very quickly, and Yuerong felt that it was a figure outside the window. So he chased him out. The two came outside and saw no one. Yuerong opened the door opposite and checked for a moment, but still no one was there. At this time, I heard the mournful moans of an old woman coming from another room. The two hurriedly rushed out of the room and ran towards the room where the sound came from.
There was a light on in this room, and an old woman with white hair was crying. Hongyan stepped forward and asked: "Why is old mother like this? What happened here? Why is this place so desolate?"
The old woman looked at the two beauties and said, "Young people, please leave quickly. Don't ask if it has nothing to do with you here. If you find out, it will cause you a lot of trouble?" Seeing that the old man was speaking half-heartedly, the beauties must have said I had something unspeakable to hide, so I wanted to find out. Hongyan said: "Old mother must be in unspeakable suffering. You might as well give it to us. Maybe we can help you."
The old man said helplessly: "Khitan soldiers have been here again and again these days, burning, killing and looting. I don't know about this. Can you two help?" After hearing this, Yuerong was angry and said: "The Fengyun Sword has been hidden deep for a long time. Today is the right time." Drink the blood of Liao thieves to show my power." Yuerong drew his sword and stuck it on the ground. "He said to the old man: "Mom, we can help you! "
The old mother said seriously again: "We are just Khitan people. I don't know when, our alley was contaminated with unclean things, which attracted some zombies and evil spirits. They come out every night, making the people of Zhitan have no peace."
After hearing this, Yuerong knew that the old man was too superstitious and had little experience in remote and backward villages. He was deceived by some people's pranks. So he said: "Old man, there are no gods and ghosts in the world. I think there must be evil people playing tricks on it to confuse the neighbors." The old man said: "You two won't cry until you see the coffin." As he said this, the old man pointed to the coffin on the ground. .
Yuerong asked: "Why is this?" The old man said: "Here is my child who will be captured by the evil ghost."
