The night has passed.

The morning light comes with a late spring rain.

The pattering raindrops hit the desolate and dilapidated eaves, and also hit the hearts of people who are still struggling to survive.

The porridge tent was set up as promised, and in the smoke, people had already lined up in a long line to get the porridge, handing out porcelain bowls while thanking them.

Bai Shan scanned the area, and as expected, Yue Tu was missing.

Sure enough, he was the Blood Lion No. 9 of the Hermit Society, and he was the one Zhao Yuzhen warned him to be careful about.

But although Yue Tu disappeared, Wu Hongyi was still there.

The woman in red was not only there, but she was also holding Bai Miaochan's hand and standing in the woods not far away holding an umbrella.

When Bai Shan walked over, Wu Hongyi gave him a friendly smile, then hurriedly walked away, went to the house to get the baggage, and left Taohua County regardless of the spring rain, and traveled far away.

"What did she give you?" Bai Shan asked.

Bai Miaochan stretched out her hand from her snow-white long sleeves. There was a letter in her hand, "It said it was for you."

Baishan asked: "Then why don't you come to me directly?"

Bai Miaochan smiled and said, "Maybe you don't seem so approachable, right?"

White Mountain:

He walked forward.

Bai Miaochan followed with an umbrella.

The rainwater fell on the oil paper umbrella, bounced off, and fell into the mud pond, where white flowers bloomed.

Bai Shan opened the envelope.

There was a sentence written on the envelope: Three days later, at midnight, in the south of Taohua County, on the outskirts of Huanggoutan.

The signature is Yue Tu.

Adhering to the fine tradition of "burning after reading", Baishan casually crushed the letter into powder.

Bai Miaochan said: "He must be trying to instigate you."

Bai Shandao: "I'm not stupid, so I will rebel if he instigates rebellion? I am a third-generation disciple of the Qingyun Immortal Sect. I am the uncle of the Xiaoyao Hou family. I am a high-ranking shadow minister of the royal family. Why should I betray my second-rank status?"

Bai Miaochan said: "But you definitely still want to go."

Baishan sighed: "Men are so mean sometimes."

Then, he added: "But I will not join the Hermits, that is the whirlpool."

He was talking, but he hesitated because he inexplicably remembered the cold prying eyes he felt when he was in Qingyun Immortal Sect.

If he hadn't reached the Spiritual Infant Realm, he probably wouldn't be able to feel the prying eyes at all, right?

Is it just from the Demon Sect?

I always feel a little uneasy.

Maybe he has been standing in the center of the whirlpool for a long time without knowing it.

Bai Miaochan said softly: "I also just want you to be safe, but if you really want to do something, I will always be by your side."

Bai Shan gently hugged her thin shoulders, "I won't put us in danger."

Three days later.

Taohua County, south of the county, suburbs.

Yellow Dog Beach.

A barren river that has swollen due to spring water. The water is turbid and lifeless inside. All the edible fish have been fished out long ago. What is left is some unknown stuff that smells bad, and many tattered clothes on the beach.

, a wet mixture of feces and mud, it is impossible to tell whether it is human or animal bones, etc.

In short, you definitely don't want to walk to this beach.

At midnight, the bright moon hanging high illuminated the turbid river, making it a bright silver.

Baishan arrived an hour early and then stayed hidden in the treetops.

Soon, Yue Tu appeared.

Yue Tu came alone.

Bai Shan waited for a while and inspected a little before he showed up.

Seeing him appear, Yue Tu's simple face showed a smile, and then he suddenly said solemnly: "I want to ask you a favor."

Baishan said nothing.

Yue Tu thought about it, Shen Sheng said, "I am a rough person, I wo n’t be able to turn corners, nor will I say what prelude to brewing.

I'll just talk about it

I want to give you this mask. "

Having said that, he grabbed a black painting mask wrapped in the thick fog from the void, and his look became sacred at this moment. Looking at the mask, a pair of tigers turned red slightly.

Baishan asked: "What mask is this?"

Yue Tu's eyes were red, and he said with a smile: "Bai Gongzi knows the ultimate in the world."

Baishan shook his head.

Yue Tu Dao: "The three congenital avenue strange books, open the sky, lives, educational.

After the abyss, the soil is ten, all terror is due to this.

This is the ultimate immortal of the gods, and the demons everywhere.

Bai Gongzi may not be clear, but what Yue Mou wants to say is the god of God. Although some people in the demon have transformed it in the past, at the beginning, the ultimately did not come from mortal.

They are not clan and humans, and they are clearly clear.

Although this point, although Yue Mou is also heard, it is certain! "

One step before the steps of Yue Tu stepped up, and said with an impassioned: "However, although my people are weak, they must not be as good as the gods.

Can't talk about the ultimate, but also look forward to one day, be able to truly have the power to fight against the gods and demon.

And this is one emperor at three o'clock.

Unfortunately, they are all incomparable and cannot be improved. "

He lowered his head and stroked the mask gently. "This mask is the human road in the six roads. There is a lack of power hidden in it.

But Yue was a rough person after all, there was no ability, and I failed to glimpse the mystery. "

"I want to entrust you."

Baishan's pupils were slightly condensed, asking: "Why?"

Yue Tu Dao: "People will die, always want to entrust the most precious things to others."

Baishan Road: "Then you shouldn't entrust me."

Yue Tu Dao: "Because this is not my own thing, this is the future of the entire human race."

Baishan Road: "Then you shouldn't give it to me."

Yue Tu didn't explain it anymore, holding the mask solemnly with both hands, as if the believers were in the ceremony, he stepped forward and gently sent it out.

Baishan grabbed the mask, and a lot of complicated information poured into his mind for a moment, as if a mysterious power model suddenly printed into his mind.

This model is complicated and complicated. It is every glance. Each idea will produce a sense of complexity that is almost collapsed. Not to mention enlightenment, even if you stare at this power model, people will be stupid.

It's as if the young child looks at the starry sky and does not see colorful, but only see many formulas and rules later;

It's as if the rough Han stood in front of the Zixiao Palace, listening to the preaching, but the unknown meaning was only buzzing, and his mind was empty.

However, these formulas and rules are disabled, incomplete, and even wrong. This makes all this more complicated.

Originally, Baishan also looked forward to the talent of "equivalent exchanges" to give some masses.

Unfortunately, there is no.

And everything is enough to prove that Yue Tu's words are not false.

When Yue Tu saw that he took the mask, turned around suddenly, hummed his unknown sad song, stepped away.

Bai Shan looked at his back, and inexplicably thought of the phrase, "The wind is small and the water is cold, and the strong man will return to return."

He holds the mask

Obviously, this was not a gift he could refuse.

And he has also understood that Yue Tu is the man who Zhao Yuzhen said has dragged Lu Yi down for nearly half a year. Now he may have made some decision, even risking his life, to confront Lu Yi and to get the immortal hidden in the container.

God dragged us into hell together.

But why should he entrust him with such an important thing?

The spring rain started to fall again.
To be continued...