"Liu Yu, martial uncle, go back to Gaoyang city first. The sect disciples who came to help are already on the way and will come soon." Zheng Changxin and other chaotic people called Liu Yu after exiting the backyard.
"Martial uncle, don't stay a few more days?" Liu Yu hurriedly advised.
"No, after returning to Gaoyang City, I have to rush back to zongmen to report the matter. Time is pressing."
"Liu Yu, you have made great achievements this time. The sect won't treat you badly. Just wait for martial uncle to bring you the reward next time." Zheng Changxin smiled and patted Liu Yu.
"Thank you, martial uncle. Thank you." Liu Yu smiled at Zheng Changxin and relaxed his tight body.
These days, this martial uncle Zheng has been very strict, so people can't get close to him. Zheng Changxin did not speak any more. When he cast a spell, he summoned a flying sword and flew across the sky to Gaoyang city.
Liu Yu looked at the green sword light of Yuandun and thought that things should not have any twists and turns!
In the afternoon, I received a letter from Wang Lun, asking about Liu Yu's safety and whether she was injured. Obviously, I heard rumors from Xiaowei village, so I came.
What happened in Xiaowei village quickly spread to the outside, and everyone was surprised. The village was slaughtered overnight, and four heavenly masters died in battle. These appalling things happened, and people immediately spread rumors everywhere, which became more and more mysterious.
Three days later, three senior brothers came to Gaoyang city and stayed in Tianshi mansion. The three were originally working in Gaoyang city and were urgently transferred to yannancheng. The three brought the letter of appointment of the zongmen. Among them, senior brother Song Ming replaced Li Songlin as the manager of Yannan city. Two other senior brothers Xue Xing and Li Baimo assisted Song Ming.
At the same time, it also brought the arrangement of the sect for Liu Yu. Liu Yu was transferred from Tianping county to yannancheng, and Tianping County sent a casual repair to take the post. The sanxiu and Song Ming set out from Gaoyang city together. After they separated from the three outside Yannan City, they were already on the way to Tianping county.
Zhang Jia's Yinling flower has been harvested. There is no need to send another sect disciple to monitor it in a short time.
Lin Zifeng entertained three people in Dafeng building in the evening. The atmosphere was harmonious, and all the famous people in yannancheng also attended. After the banquet, Liu Yu led the three elder martial brothers back to Tianshi mansion. The four sat down in the front hall and the servant brought green tea.
"Younger martial brother Liu, how long have you been here?" Song Ming chatted.
"Elder martial brother song, it's been five years since my younger brother came here." Liu Yu breathed back and couldn't help sighing that time passed so fast.
"Brother Liu, tell us about the evil cultivation!" Li Baimo asked excitedly, his eyes bright and interested.
"That day..." seeing that the three people looked over and showed curiosity, Liu Yu began to tell.
Liu Yu has described it many times these days. Now it's very fluent. From time to time, the three of them marveled and lamented the danger at that time. The four chatted and left late at night and went back to their houses. Through chatting, Liu Yu learned something about the three senior brothers.
In song and Ming Dynasties, there are nine layers of Qi, gold and fire. With fair skin and short beard, he looks indifferent when talking and laughing, especially like a middle-aged Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books.
Xue Xing, who has seven layers of Qi, has three spiritual roots of gold, wood and fire. He is the oldest of the three. He has white hair and holds a jade cigarette gun in his hand. From time to time, he lifts up to take a sip and spit out light white smoke. It's not what kind of tobacco. The smell of tobacco haunts the whole lobby.
Li Baimo has seven layers of Qi and two spiritual roots of wood and earth. He is a little older than Liu Yu. He has a jade tree facing the wind and thick eyebrows. He is very handsome. He asked the most in small talk and had a bright personality.
A month later, yannancheng gradually returned to calm and everything was back on track.
Senior brothers Song Ming and Xue Xing like to be clean. They occasionally go to major medical centers in the city and spend most of their time in the house to rest. Li Baimo is very active. He often plays around with Liu Yu. He also talks with Liu Yu about the art of defending the sword and exchanges his cultivation experience.
Qimeng building in Pinghu county is full of people. It is noon and there are many people eating. This Qimeng building is the first restaurant in Pinghu county. The food is exquisite and delicious and the environment is antique. There are several good dishes, such as little Gu chicken, Mengfu first-class pot, Douchi catfish, which are well-known for their color, flavor and taste.
"Outside the Yannan City, there is a mountain called daqui mountain, and there is a small surrounding village in the mountain. That night, the black wind was high, and the wind was strong..." an old man over seventy, wearing a blue long coat, said with a surging and indecisive voice.
The men, women and children in the Qimeng building listened with interest. The old man was talking about the new version of the Xiaowei village demon killing case. I've only said it once or twice. It's very popular and causes startling calls from time to time.
"Elder brother AI, have you heard about this? In Yannan city not far away, Huang Shengzong died four disciples." said a handsome man dressed as a scholar.
"I heard that evil practitioners harmed people and killed four people during the siege." a man with a dark complexion and a terrible scar on his face replied.
"It seems that the last evil monk was killed by a disciple of Huang Shengzong named" Liu Yu ". Otherwise, if he ran away, I don't know how many people will be killed." the scholar man said happily.
"Liu Yu!" the man with the knife immediately fell into meditation.
A clever, thin boy suddenly appeared in his mind. At that time, I always followed him and asked questions.
Huang Shengshan was an eternal pain in his heart. When he was carried down the mountain by law enforcement disciples, he was frightened, helpless and begged. At that time, he drained his tears all his life. Huang Shengshan's spiritual life is also the happiest time of his life, carefree. The thin boy was his only friend on the mountain. They said nothing. He was like his brother.
"Brother Zhang!" a kind female voice came from the door of Yajian.
A beautiful young lady in a long white dress came to the scholar with a smile on her face.
"Meng Mei, why are you here? The scholar stood up happily and asked.
"No! It's just that there are guests at home and invite some good dishes back to entertain the guests. I guess you and elder brother AI eat here on weekdays. At this time, they may meet, so they take the initiative to ask my father to come." Miss Meng said with a lucky face.
"Well, uncle, he didn't embarrass you!" the scholar asked with concern.
"No, my father just won't let me go out. It's okay. As long as I'm free, I'll sneak out. It's boring at home."
"Wronged you, ming'er"
The scholar took Miss Meng's hand and apologized.
"Miss, go back quickly! The master will be angry again later." at this time, a noble woman reminded at the door.
"Elder brother Zhang, elder brother AI, ming'er went back first." Miss Meng blushed and took out her hands.
"Brother AI, ming'er is saying goodbye to you!" the scholar hurriedly pushed down and reminded the scarred man when he saw that there was no movement.
"Oh! It's Miss Meng," the scar man replied awkwardly.
After Miss Meng left, the scholar asked, "brother AI, what were you thinking just now?"
"Nothing, I want to be a friend." the scar man picked up the full glass, looked up and took a mouthful, and replied bitterly.