"See the ghost, how can it rain so heavily..."

The rain was so heavy that the water in the low-lying areas was overflowing to the road.

Although it is nothing to say that this rain is nothing, people who practice Taoism will never be trapped by this rain. However, it has not been such a heavy rain for many years in my memory. The thunder one after another seems to be opening on top of my head, and even the roof tiles and windows are shaking.

The night was deep, and no one wanted to go out in such a heavy rain to suffer, so no one noticed that the color of the water was different.

Mo Chen looked out of the window, just for a moment, the wind has rolled raindrops, mindlessly pouring into the house.

Mo Chen closes the window.

He changed his place. At present, the most important thing about Huihui mountain is the empty house. In the past two days, Mo Chen was keenly aware that many people were missing from the clan.

Among them, there should be people who were involved in right and wrong, lost their lives and were injured. Many of them saw that the situation of the clan was not right and they ran away quietly.

It's no small matter in any sect that some disciples run away. But it's also where you score. It's time. Chen Jingzhi's departure from Huihui mountain is a great event. There were few disciples in his family. His departure was at such a sensitive juncture, so all the people in the family felt it was inappropriate. The punishment of the gate rules is also very severe for the clansmen to escape. Now, who else? The death of the elders is scattered, and each peak leader is also damaged. Where can he care about his disciples? At first, those who ran away were just some unimportant small characters, some laborers and other disciples, who fled and fled. However, I heard that some of my disciples didn't show up again these two days. Maybe they found another way out.

Mo Chen will light up the oil lamp, take out a piece of stone ore which is unintentionally obtained in the daytime and examine it carefully.

Burial sword valley was a famous place for casting swords at first, and then it gradually became a major gate. Since we want to cast swords, materials are very important. The sand iron and stone essence produced by the sword burial valley are very famous. They are used to cast swords and get twice the result with half the effort.

But at present, Mo Chen is holding this stone mine from the basket in the warehouse in the daytime. From the quality point of view, it is not unusual. Compared with the products produced in other places, it is not much better, but it looks worse.

Thinking of elder Lu's saying that the spiritual vein where the sword Valley is buried is dead, Mo Chen is more aware of it.

The spirit vein is dried up, and the stone mines in this area will also be abandoned.

Mo Chen has been observing secretly these days that the position of the person who started to attack Lu Changlao must not be low. It should be between several elders and the leader of the peak.

However, before he could find out the details, the sword valley was in chaos. If you killed me, I would kill you and make a pot of porridge.

Mo Chen's goal is gradually shrinking.

There are not many people who know that Lu Changlao has gone back to the mountain, and then gouge out the dead and the half dead.

There are only two people he has delineated now.

One is Jin Mian. He is an acquaintance of elder Lu. He even went to Huihui mountain with elder Lu. During these days' observation, Jin Mian was very resourceful and skillful. What's more, he had already grasped the daughter of the valley master.

If at this time the valley master suddenly appears a son-in-law, his future son-in-law's weight will not be enough. It can also be said that Mo Chen's appearance blocked Jin Mian's way.

Another person who must know is the valley Master Wu Yunshen.

Elder Lu will tell the details of this matter even if he doesn't tell others. After all, he is looking for his son.

This man should be regarded as his father in name, but he is not concerned about Mo Chen's existence, and he is not willing to take him back.

Although it is said that tiger poison does not eat children, but Wu Valley master may not regard him as his son.

In the stone prison, Mo Chen didn't think he was talking casually.

No matter whether the child was really dead or not, Wu Yunshen was not willing to have another son when he was dead.

The sound of rain was getting faster and faster, drowning his thoughts.

In the sound, he suddenly heard several knocks at the door.

Duh, duh.

Light and steady.

The sound of the rain was so loud, but it was suppressed by the two gentle knocks on the door.

Mo Chen didn't ask who it was.

He laid down the ore and clenched the hilt.

The man at the door had already opened the unlabeled wooden door and stepped in. It was pouring rain outside, but he didn't even get a drop of rain on him.

Mo Chen's lips slightly pursed up.

The man who came in was dressed in a deep coat with wide sleeves and no crown on his head. Although he was middle-aged, he was still elegant and beautiful.

It's Wu Yunshen, the Lord of sword valley.

Mo Chen always heard people say that he was like Xiao when he was young, but he had never seen him close. Now two people stand face to face in the small room, Mo Chen also did not feel in front of this person and oneself look very similar.

Maybe others look at themselves differently from what they see in the mirror?

But their eyes do look a little bit alike."Lord Wu." Or Mo Chen made a sound first.

He didn't regard this man as his father, but the other side was both an elder and the head of the clan. If he met him in a nearby place, Mo Chen would not lose his courtesy.

Mo Chen is not too surprised to find Wu Yunshen.

He had foreseen the possibility of such a situation before he came.

After all, Wu Yunshen is the owner of the sword valley. If he is really stupid and incompetent, he will not be able to sit in this position. As long as he is a little weak, those ambitious elders and peak masters will certainly eat all the dregs he ate.

He must have his way to know the news.

Wu Yunshen nodded slightly.

"Sit down and talk."

There was a square table and two chairs in the room. Mo Chen sat down on one and Wu Yunshen on the other.

"Have you had a good time in Huihui mountain these years?"

Mo Chen nodded: "the master regards me as his own, I live very well."

"That's good." "It's time for Wu Yunshen to come and say," in a low voice. "

"Lu Changlao found Huihui mountain twice, and was killed at the foot of the mountain. I want to come here in love and reason." Mo Chen was very polite to him: "the person who killed him must be familiar with him. Mr. Lu's face is calm, and there is no trace of fighting against him. I don't want to implicate Huishan because of me."

"You can rest assured that this incident will not affect the return of the mountain." Wu Yunshen said: "I will solve all the problems. You can leave when the rain stops at dawn, and don't come back to bury sword valley. "

With these words, there was a silence between them. The heavy rain hit the roof tiles like the hooves of countless horses.

Mo Chen asked: "madam rouzhu, how did she die?"

Wu Yunshen raised his head and took a look at him.

The young man sitting under the lamp He is better than all the disciples in the tomb sword valley. He is young, promising, gifted and more important in mind. He is calm, upright and steady. He doesn't rush forward in case of trouble and blindly follows him without prejudice.

Returning to Shanli Zhenren, he really brought him up very well.

"Her mother was insane, and so was she. She fell ill shortly after the marriage, which was not the first time

Before marriage, Li rouzhu's father must have covered up the news that his daughter was ill.

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