Chapter 253

In the dark room, the mysterious old man appears strangely, silent, like a ghost.

He was dressed in hemp, his hair was gray, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was dying. He was leaning on crutches in his hand. He had a yellow wine gourd hanging on his waist. He looked at the writing paper on the ground. His face was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes twinkled with sadness.

"Are you a man or a ghost?"

Bai Yang stares at him and asks. Lin yu'er's bloody sword is humming slightly. He will fly up and kill him at any time under the control of his mind.

"Young master, what happened? Who are you talking to? " Asked Lin bing'er.

They are at a loss at this time, there is no one here except them, but the appearance of poplar is not like making a joke, the hair is creepy at the same time, they also did not forget to protect the poplar in the center, vigilant attention around.

But you can't see anything, you can't hear anything.

"Young master, don't be kidding, will you? It's not fun at all. "Thinking of the unreliable style of Baiyang, Lin jie'er swallows her mouth and looks at the white poplar. She laughs worse than she cries.

Poplar did not answer, staring at the old man several meters away.

The old man did not seem to be aware of the existence of poplar, a face of vicissitudes of life looking at the writing paper on the ground, a long time trance.

Then, he bent down, picked up the letters on the ground one by one, folded them, and looked through them page by page.

Only poplars can see this scene. In Lin bing'er's eyes, those letters fly up in a strange way, fold them in the air and turn pages automatically.

They were cold all over. It was a strange scene.

The old man looked through the letter paper page by page, word by word, sentence by sentence. He looked very slowly, and it took him more than an hour to finish reading.

Bai Yang doesn't speak and looks at him without blinking.

What the hell is it?

After reading the letter, the sad color in the old man's eyes became more intense. Inexplicably, poplars felt that his heart was cruel and was not a taste.

It is a kind of heartache.

Then, the old man looked at the poplar and held out his hand without speaking.

Hairy all over, poplar stepped back and asked, "what do you want?"

"Who is the young master talking to?" Lin bing'er asked, shivering all over. It's so creepy.

The old man looked at the poplar with sadness on his face and stretched out his right hand without speaking.

Blink an eye, poplar understand, try to hand half of the mirror in the past.

The old man nodded and laughed. The smile was heartbreaking.

Holding the broken bronze mirror, the old man bowed his head and rubbed it gently. His movement was very gentle and slow. He didn't miss any details. In the process, his eyes seemed empty and his thoughts did not know where he was drifting.

Perhaps, what he saw at this time was the beautiful face buried deep in his heart, right?

Inexplicable, poplar heart out of such an idea.

The old man looked at half of the broken bronze mirror for more than an hour, did not speak, did not speak, poplar looked at him did not speak, the four sisters in the white poplar protection around at a loss.

I don't know how long after, the old man sighed softly. In his old eyes, there was a twinkling of tears. A tear fell down his wrinkled face and dropped to the ground. The tears were smashed.

But this scene, they can not see, only poplar can see.

The old man looked up at the poplar and laughed.

"I didn't annoy you, uncle. If you are short of money there, I'll burn it for you now. You can have as much as you want. Can't I burn all the ghost money of Qingmu county to you? Please stop pestering me Oh, my God, where are the people

Looking at the old man's smile, poplars almost cried, his mouth disorderly said, but then, a blink of an eye, the old man who was still a few meters away disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Young master, what's the matter? Stop playing, will you? " Lin yu'er on the edge looked at the white poplar, and almost cried.

It's scary.

Puff, puff, puff

Poplar heart crazy, that old man appeared several times, in the end what is the meaning? Is it a man or a ghost? Why do you entangle yourself?

No, we must find out what happened to the old man anyway!

At this moment, the poplar head turned quickly, thinking of a place mentioned on the letter paper, his eyes twinkled and looked at Lin bing'er. They said, "go, go with me to a place"

"young master, where to go?" Lin bing'er asked in horror.

"Butterfly Valley, do you know where it is?"

As mentioned on the letter paper, Xue Changkong buried the woman named Gu Yu in a place called butterfly valley.

"Young master, we know that place. Do we really want to go?" Lin Qing'er hesitated.

So far, they haven't figured out what happened.

"Lead the way" Bai Yang urged. He guessed that the old man was Chen Yongfa mentioned in the letter. After knowing that Gu Yu was buried in Butterfly Valley, maybe he would go there. If he went late, he would not find anyone.

If the old man is a living man, it is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. I don't know what's going on."Good young master," Lin bing'er replied. Although he didn't know what happened to poplar, he still faithfully carried out the order.

They quickly left the darkroom. They just stepped out of the dark room door. The wall vibrated and roared. The dark room was hidden. It was impossible to find a dark room inside the wall outside.

Then he left the hall outside. As he passed by, the poplar waved, and a dozen bottles of Zhuang Qi Dan flew up and down into his arms. He was ready to eat sugar beans on the way. The metal gate rose and closed the treasure house. All the way out of the upward passage, poplar thought penetrated the wall to restore various mechanisms.

When they came to the outside, they immediately ordered people to prepare a few fast horses and guide the way.

They left in a hurry, impatient appearance, now the White House made a jifeigoutiao.

Ding you, who is now the highest military force in the white mansion, frowned at the direction of the departure of Baiyang and others, and was a little worried. He explained a few words and got up and chased down.

There are more than ten flowers in the valley, which attract men and women.

They went out of the county town, less than an hour to come to the Butterfly Valley outside.

"Young master, it's here," Lin bing'er said, pointing to the gap between young men and women.

"Go, go in, frame..." Bai Yang nods, pulls the whip in his hand, sits down, and rushes in directly. He hopes to find the figure of the mysterious old man at the first time.

They suddenly broke in, the hooves of horses roared, and all the way they were flying.

"It's disgraceful"

"Oh, my foot is sprained"

"don't run, accompany my chestnuts..."

They passed, leaving behind a series of shrieks and curses.

"Sorry, there's something urgent"

Baiyang is sorry, but the man has already rushed out.

Butterfly Valley is in full bloom, and countless butterflies are flying. However, this beautiful picture is completely destroyed by the poplars. The horse's hooves roar and run directly through the flowers, arousing countless colorful butterflies flying.

"It's so beautiful"

"how could I not have thought of it"

petals flying around, butterflies around, I don't know whether the colorful is butterfly or petals. Some women are obsessed with watching, and some men are sorry. How could I not think of such a means of seducing girls

All the way around, soon they came to the depths of Butterfly Valley.

His eyes twinkled, and the poplar looked up at the hillside in front of him.

There, there is a small grave, surrounded by flowers, beautiful butterflies flying.

In front of the grave, a small stone tablet stands, which has a long history and is covered with moss.

On the stone tablet of the tomb of Guyu, there are only these four characters that are already vague.

In front of the grave, an old figure stood there, reaching out to gently touch the tombstone.

There were men and women not far away from that place, but no one could see the old man.

Tens of meters apart, poplar dismounted, straightened his clothes, and walked with the four girls.

"Stop, do so many people want to leave like this because you are scared?"

A young man in white turned a few somersaults over their heads and appeared in front of them. He held a sharp sword in his hand and looked at the poplar and asked questions in a deep voice.

"Ah, how handsome..."

Behind, came a burst of flower crazy cry.

"Brother, I'm really in a hurry. I don't have time to explain. I'm sorry for the loss. Can you step aside now?"

Baiyang looked at the youth in front of him and said with a smile, but his eyes were looking at the old man on the mountainside in the distance. Maybe he didn't have anyone in the blink of an eye.

"It's easy to say, but can you let her take the sword away?"

The young man looked at the poplar and said with a smile that was worse than crying.

At the moment when he just appeared, Lin bing'er, who was beside Bai Yang, appeared beside him. A sharp sword was put on his neck. As long as he gave an order, he kept his head on the ground.

They come from the blood lotus religion. They are very cute around poplars, but they are not good men and women.

"I'm sorry"

Bai Yang nods and smiles, and then walks past him. Lin bing'er pulls up his sword and follows.

"Who are these people..."

The young man wiped his sweat and looked at the sword which he used to hold the force in his hand. He felt that he could throw it away. Then he saw the disappointed eyes of a group of women who had been crazy about how handsome they were, and left in dismay

When they came to the hillside, the poplars motioned for ice and jade. They did not speak and slowed down to the grave.

"The tomb of Gu Yu?"

When they came here, their eyes were shining. There was such a tomb. Hundreds of years later, it was actually well preserved!

The old man looked at the grave with vicissitudes on his face and stroked the tombstone gently. There was endless remembrance and sadness in his eyes.Poplar came to him and stood a few meters away, a sad atmosphere made him not know how to break the silence.

"Let me be quiet for a while"

the old man did not look back, but said with his back to the poplar.

The poplar nodded and waited a few steps back.

The old man finally spoke, which proved that there was a play to be played next, and the poplar didn't disturb him.

Is he the old man Chen Yongfa mentioned in the letter? A few hundred years ago, it was asserted that Tianjiao was destined to set foot in the realm of human king!

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