"Autumn is already waning, and early winter is approaching."
After all the vicissitudes of life, the girl Gui Kun, who was haggard in appearance and spirit, leaned in front of the window on the second floor of the "Yelai Inn". She didn't say a word from beginning to end, but looked at everyone with wet eyes...
Yu Mei's eyes were full of calmness and gentleness, as she stared at Gui Kun, but her heart felt as if needles were pricking her.
Everyone behind Yu Mei held their breath, fearing that the sound of gasping would frighten the girl who had gone through so much suffering and suffered so much.
The chief housekeeper Su Hanting stepped forward, touched Gui Kun's scarred arm lovingly, and said softly: "Sister, you have been wronged. You have gone home. If you want to cry, cry!"
Gui Kun's eyes flashed, and tears welled up.
Gui Gan stared at Lao Dao with fierce eyes, wishing he could go up and beat him up. Lao Dao looked calm and didn't take him seriously at all.
The Yin-Yang Wuji Bagua Formation has gone through many hardships and finally gathered everyone. However, Yu Mei couldn't feel happy in her heart, and was even a little depressed.
The spirits and thoughts of the eight young men who set up the formation were damaged by lightning strikes. Their spirits are calm and their hearts are harmonious, and their hearts are harmonious and their form is complete. The souls of the Bagua Formation unite their minds and hearts. It is impossible to complete it in the current state. It is tangible and intangible. The Bagua formation of the soul is like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat and a pity to discard.
In addition, the news about the extraterrestrial space crawlers brought by Lao Dao made Yu Mei even more worried.
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"On the seventh day of the lunar month, please ask Master Qingxu to discuss something important." Yu Mei turned her head and said to the little boy standing behind her.
"It's an order." Chu Qi replied and walked quickly to the door, before Chu Qi opened the door.
"Wait, you... you should go and rest first, something is calling you." Yu Mei said with a complicated mood.
Chu Qi was startled for a moment, frowned slightly but said nothing. He opened the door and walked out.
Yu Mei has long believed in "Master Qingxu" as her heart and soul. But what kind of grievances does "Master Qingxu" have with the Kunlun Kongxuan Sect, and why did he go it alone? This is a very sensitive and thorny issue that has always been difficult. Hold her close.
"Master Qingxu Fa" has always been evasive about this matter these days; Lao Dao is also avoiding talking about it. The two of them seemed to have discussed it and kept it secret.
From the bottom of her heart, Yu Mei did not want to force "Master Qingxu" to tell all this. She just hoped that he could take the initiative to explain the cause and effect to her.
Her principle of employing people is always to put loyalty before ability.
Mei Mei was undecided about Lao Dao's stay, and she was still wary of Lao Dao. Unexpectedly, Lao Dao came to say goodbye first.
It turns out that Kunlun Kongxuan Cult's "Flying Pigeon Passing Letters" asked Lao Dao to rush to Kunlun immediately to teach him important things face to face, so Yu Mei had no choice but to be a favor.
When going to Central Asia to search for clues about extraterrestrial reptilian creatures, Yu Mei originally planned to let "Master Qingxu" do it, but now she had to send "Master Qingyun" to select more than ten Jiangnan branch believers to investigate. Chu Qi acted as a messenger , go with him.
In the misty morning, Yu Mei led the rest of the group to the direction of the Xuanyu Peak Snow Mountain in the grassland of the Western Regions, along the Jiangxi River... She suddenly felt like a wanderer returning home, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.
The eight teenagers quickly forgot their past grievances and chatted, laughed and played all the way.
At twilight after a light rain, a haze of light smoke covers the surface of the Li River, and the lights of the boats in the river can be vaguely seen, and the songs of the fishermen girls also float along with the lights.
Two fast horses were faintly visible in the mist, galloping towards them. When everyone took a closer look, it turned out that it was Su Handing, the chief steward of the advance officer's chamberlain, and a cold-blooded warrior.
Su Hanting reined in the horse's reins, patted the horse's neck gently, then dismounted and walked to Yumei's horse, saying: "Big shopkeeper, about five miles ahead, there is an ancient city with a history of thousands of years. I am already in a city called '楽'" At the inn, please arrange food and accommodation. Whether you want to rest or not is up to you to decide."
Yan Mei nodded approvingly and replied: "It's better to do what you want, it's more prudent."
It is worthy of being an ancient city of Qiannian. The interesting street scenes are full of ancient charm. From time to time, songs from the inns and restaurants penetrate the simple and quiet streets after the rain, adding a lively atmosphere.
The inn has three floors, and the first floor is a hotel for guests. The inn has a large courtyard, with lush green trees and swaying grass like pearls. A drainage creek gurgls in front of the courtyard gate, creating a delicate and gentle environment.
Yan Mei smiled with satisfaction and walked lightly into the hotel on the first floor...
Just as she entered the door, she heard a young minstrel playing the strings and singing: "...the lamp is turned downward, the silver bird flies in the sky, the iron ox plows the ground, the lover who is thousands of miles away, the hands Use a piece of thread to tell each other how much we miss each other..."
The drinking audience heard the clouds and fog shrouding the mountains, causing the whole hall to burst into laughter.
Yu Mei was shocked and thought, "What he sang should be a vision of the world thousands of years later. Could it be that this person is the legendary 'God-given singer' in the world?"
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of "bang" and the string broke...
The young man who was chanting poems was startled. He raised his head and looked at Yu Mei who had just entered the door in surprise.
The wine-drinking guests didn't know what was going on. They followed the eyes of the young man singing and all looked at Yu Mei.
The young man's expression changed suddenly, he quickly stood up and ran towards the door.
Yan Mei blocked the way with her hand, looked into his eyes, smiled, and said, "Sir, please stay here. Do you have anything to ask for advice?"
The young man laughed even more and said: "The string is broken and it is difficult to continue the music. If the girl is not the one in the music, how can I ask for advice?"
A stunning beauty stopped a poor young man who was singing poetry and refused to let him go. Such interesting gossip caused the brains of the drunkards who were watching the excitement to have their brains filled with blood, their excitement level reached an all-time high, and whistles mixed with cheers came and went.
The housekeeper Su Hanting behind Yu Mei hurriedly took a step forward, raised her hand to signal the drinkers to be quiet, and shouted to the shopkeeper in a clear and loud voice: "Shopkeeper, I'm staying at your shop tonight, and I'm destined to meet you all. Please give me your favor. , I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and the money spent by everyone here was spent on me. I asked you to do it for your convenience, girl."
As soon as Su Hanting finished speaking, the noisy sound in the dining room suddenly became quiet. Then there were looks at each other, and then whispers.
The shopkeeper was even more busy saying a series of: yes... yes... yes. He paused and shouted loudly: "There are golden flowers in the world, and everyone has money to spend."
The drinkers burst into applause.
The young man was also stunned for a moment, looked at Yu Mei and said: "I miss you and I have a romantic relationship, please treat me to a drink, and give the girl a few words."
"Speaking."
"The girl has two thoughts in her heart, obsession and delusion. How do you know that ice can't stop the flow of water." The young man paused and looked at Yu Mei and then said: "Girl, you must remember this second sentence. The mast of the boat is in the tent. , it has no direction and only follows the wind.”
After the young man finished speaking, he strode towards the courtyard gate, and a cold sentence floated in the night sky: What you want to know has been told, and the relationship is clear!
Yu Mei was about to catch up and ask carefully.
"Slow down, it's just a piece of silver to tip the wine, why do you need to bother." After the words fell, a middle-aged man with a sword across his waist stood up among the drinkers.