The fog in the mountains gradually dissipated, and a melodious flute sound seemed to fall from the sky, which was extremely inconsistent with the bloody scene in front of me.

Jiang Xia wiped the blood on the spatula, and his curiosity led him to continue walking forward following the sound of the flute.

Crossing a hill and reaching the sunny side of the mountain, there are two acres of flat land in front of a cliff. There are two wooden houses to the north. The green grass in front of the house seems to have been specially tended by someone. There is a rough stone table and several stone benches on the grass.

There is a woman sitting on a huge rock in front of the cliff.

The woman was wearing a green cheongsam wrapped in a linen shirt. Her hair was waist-length. She held a flute in her hands and put it to her lips. The sound of the flute was sad and melodious.

After the song ended, the woman looked sideways and saw Jiang Xia covered in blood, and asked softly: "Is something wrong, sir?"

"No, I was just passing by and was a little curious when I heard the sound of the flute... Aren't you afraid of me like this?"

"Sir, did you just kill someone? There is blood on his body, and he doesn't look like a bad person... He is either the best or the worst."

"Oh? It's easy to understand the worst, but how to explain the best?"

The woman stood up and said, "Punishing evildoers with thunderbolts is the ultimate good."

"Young lady is more free-spirited than me. I am confident that the people I kill are all evil people, but I still blame myself often and even can't sleep at night."

"The little girl is just talking on paper. Even if she is a villain, I am afraid she does not have the courage and strength to raise a sword and a gun. She can only hate herself for being useless."

"Miss, she seems to be a person with stories."

A wry smile appeared on the woman's face, "Some people live in the present, some live in the future, I live in the past...

"My name is Jiang Xia, what's your name, Miss?"

"Gu Xue"

Jiang Xia looked at the delicate-looking woman in green in front of her. With the scenery of the mountain, she looked a bit like a fairy.

Suddenly a girl's voice came from behind: "Where did the bad guy come from? Don't even think about touching my aunt!"

Before Jiang Xia had time to look back, a small and flexible figure leaped over her head, turned somersault, and stood between Jiang Xia and the woman named Gu Xue. She stood with her legs in a horse stance, stretched her arms, and made a pose

He was in a fighting posture, with a backpack on his shoulders, and his young face was quite arrogant.

This little girl has amazing Qinggong!

Jiang Xia was in a daze for a moment. Did she enter the fairyland by mistake?

The door creaked, and an old man walked out of the wooden house and shouted: "Xiao Cui, don't be rude."

The old man has white hair and a white beard, and is wearing a gray robe. At first glance, he looks like a sweeping monk who suddenly appears in a TV series and has special skills but does not show off his talent.

"Old god?" Jiang Xia couldn't help shouting.

The girl Xiaocui, who was glaring at each other just now, burst into laughter, "Old god? Just him?"

The old man stared like a child and made a mischievous gesture, "What's wrong? Don't I look like an old god? Look at this beard..."

The girl may have realized that Jiang Xia was not harmful to her aunt, so she relaxed and calmly packed up the scattered things in the backpack, which seemed to be some daily necessities, as well as some vegetables, steamed buns and the like. She carried them to the old man and said: "Grandpa

, you still don’t want to go home with me? Why are you living here? There’s not even electricity!”

"What do you need electricity for? Isn't it good to sleep when it gets dark and rise when the sun rises?"

"But when it rains, the house still leaks and the clothes get wet."

"Whenever it rains, there will be sunny days. When the sun comes out, the clothes will dry naturally..."

"Hey, you old man!" Xiaocui said and walked towards Gu Xue, pointed at Jiang Xia and asked: "Auntie, who is this person? Why is he covered in blood?"

Gu Xue said helplessly: "I just met my aunt."

The white-bearded old man looked at Jiang Xia and said: "Sir, you must have just experienced a fierce battle... Since we have met, it is a kind of fate. Please come in and have a cup of tea."

"Old god... I'm like this, so I'd better not bother you."

The old man laughed and said, "Do you think I am afraid of blood?"

This is true. If it were an ordinary person, seeing Jiang Xia's appearance, he would have been so frightened that he ran away. These three ancestors and grandsons should not be extraordinary people.

Seeing this, Gu Xue said: "Uncle Gu, I took Xiaocui back and will come see you tomorrow."

The old man smiled and nodded.

Xiaocui said coquettishly to Gu Xue: "Auntie, what can we get for lunch?"

"Don't you want to eat sweet and sour fish..."

After watching the "fairy" leave, Jiang Xia followed the old man to the wooden house. The furnishings inside were extremely simple, just a wooden bed, a wooden table and a few chairs.

The tea set looked quite old, and a charcoal stove was used to boil water. The old man played with the tea set skillfully and said: "I don't have delicious food here, but I do have good drink. Most people can't drink this kind of tea."

"

Jiang Xia took a bite and found that the taste was refreshing, with a hint of bean flavor.

"Old Immortal, your granddaughter's skills are really good. May I ask which sect she belongs to?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "I taught you some things casually, but I have no school or sect. Don't call me an old god. Call me Uncle Gu."

Jiang Xia sighed: "So you and your grandson are all top-notch masters. It's been less than a year since I came to Jiangcheng, and I'm so ignorant."

"It's not your fault if you haven't heard. I've been living in seclusion for many years because I just don't want to be disturbed. Is the young gentleman a soldier?" the old man asked.

Jiang Xia was surprised and said: "Why do you see it?"

"There is perseverance, bloodiness, and a bit of madness in his eyes. This must have been tempered in the iron-blooded battlefield, and is not something that ordinary tough men can have."

"Haha, Uncle Gu has sharp eyes. I served as a soldier for ten years... Later, I made some mistakes and simply returned to my hometown. But when I went home to do some business, I was still in trouble. Isn't this just fighting for my life?

, I’m afraid this is my fate, I always have to fight and kill, unlike you, Uncle Gu, who lives in seclusion among the mountains and rivers, no matter how comfortable it is in the world. "

The expression on Gu Bo's face suddenly dimmed, and he sighed and said: "Little sir, that is the misunderstanding of the world. For most people, seclusion is nothing more than escape, escape from the past, escape from memories, just cowards."

"Uncle Gu, like the fairy-like sister just now, are both people with stories."

"Gu Xue is a miserable person... Oh, I won't say it anymore, there will be too much to say."

Jiang Xia stopped asking and started to help the old man add some hot tea.

"Little sir, I think your fate with the military is not over yet," the old man said in a surprising tone.

Jiang Xia was silent. In fact, in this short period of time, there was no time when he didn't miss the army. If it hadn't been for the massacre on the Nu River, he would definitely still be fighting on the battlefield.

"Uncle Gu, a friend of mine said that in fact, this society is also a battlefield, a larger and broader battlefield. There are always some people and things that we need to conquer. The battlefield of society is no better than the real battlefield. It requires not only bravery but also bravery.

, it requires more strategy and city government, and it is more difficult to win. A hero on the battlefield may not necessarily be a lord in society."

"Xiongxiong...Xiaoxiong..." Uncle Gu suddenly muttered in a daze after listening to Jiang Xia's words.

"Uncle Gu, what's wrong with you?"

"Back then...he also said the same thing, but he failed here in Jiangcheng..."

Jiang Xia didn't understand what he was talking about and didn't know how to respond.

Uncle Gu continued: "Little sir, I am destined to meet you today... Since I mentioned Xiongxiong, I will tell you what I have been holding in my heart for more than ten years. Do you know which is the most beautiful mountain in Jiangcheng?

"

Jiang Xia tentatively asked: "Qingfeng Mountain?"

"More than ten years ago, a successful young talent from the Demon City came to Jiangcheng and vowed to open up a career in Jiangcheng... His bold words were to become the hero of the Xia Kingdom!"

"and after?"

"Later, he built the best mansion in Jiangcheng in Qingfeng Mountain, but before it was completed, he died overnight..."

Jiang Xia was extremely shocked and asked eagerly: "Uncle Gu, what is your... relationship with him?"

There seemed to be tears in Uncle Gu's eyes, but he did not answer him. He sighed and said: "No more, no more... It has been an unsolved case for more than ten years. Every time I see Gu Xue, I feel guilty.

"

Jiang Xia stopped asking. For the person involved, some memories are a scar every time they are remembered.

At this time, Guo Fengzhi's voice came to mind outside: "Jiang Xia! Jiang Xia! Brother Xia..."

The old man regained his calm demeanor and asked, "Is he here to see you?"

Jiang Xia nodded and walked out of the wooden house and shouted: "Fengzhi, I'm here!"

"Oh, you made it easy for me to find! Let me see all the blood..."

"It's okay, it's just a little scratch on the shoulder. It's all the blood of that old thief Ito... Where are Yui and the man named Aoki?"

"They all sank into the sea and did not swim up. However, they only found Aoki's body, but not Yui's..."

Jiang Xia thought for a while, "Let's go back first. It's time to settle the score with Bai Shaochuan!"

Before leaving, he turned around and clasped his fists and said: "Uncle Gu, Jiang Xia still has important things to do. I will definitely visit again when I have time in a few days!"

Guo Fengzhi looked at the white-bearded old man with some confusion and smiled.
Chapter completed!