The flowers planted deliberately failed to bloom, but the willows planted unintentionally created shade. It was really pitiful for these ordinary people who were rich in wealth. After many twists and turns, they met the heinous Dongguo Yuan. Under his instigation, the Li family and his son turned against each other and even turned against each other.
He gave up his life for no reason, causing the entire Qingyuntai Conference to turn from a happy event into a mourning event in an instant.
Dongguo Yuan is a man who is arrogant and afraid of chaos in the world. Can he refuse the requests of Liuyun people? Invisibly, he has become the only support for the people in the town. The fate of these people is so assured.
If the land is handed over to him, how will he grasp and control it?
How do they know about the kind-hearted people in the town? They rely on Dongguo Yuan to teach them martial arts. This is the beginning of their nightmare.
They didn't even know that the real bandit-killing hero was called Chuan Feng Kuang. He killed group after group of bandits that day, and only left after killing more than 300 bandits. The whole process was just a matter of time.
It took about two sticks of incense.
However, these common people in Liuyun have no idea that this real hero is far away in the horizon, right in front of their eyes, and only a stone's throw away from them.
Everything was deceived by Dongguo Yuan and kept in the dark...!
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It's now ten o'clock noon.
The scorching sky and the scorching sun made people feel like they were crawling into a steamer.
Chuan Fengkuang wandered around Qingyun Mountain for most of the day, but still couldn't find the way to the top of the mountain.
He felt sleepy all over and racked his brains but couldn't come up with any clever ideas. Finally, he suddenly remembered the three tips given by the fortune teller in Liuyun Town and used two of them, leaving the last one in his pocket.
A white tip, maybe the mystery in it is exactly what you need!
He hurriedly took out his kit, opened it, and was dumbfounded. On a piece of white paper, there was a circle as big as an egg, and nothing else. What on earth did the fortune teller want to enlighten him on? A circle.
What can it represent? Does it represent the perfection of everything or the return of everything to zero?
No, no matter what? We have to find Miss Yun first.
He faced the scorching sun and was burned to death. He ran for most of the day. He was exhausted mentally and physically. His clothes were soaked. He was really exhausted. In addition, the weather was hot. He easily fell asleep. He could not help but fall on a lawn and fell asleep.
Gradually, I fell into sleep!
This lawn is blocked by a big tree from the sun's dazzling rays. The gentle breeze from the mountains makes it look particularly cool.
This undoubtedly made the wearer more sleepy, allowing him to sleep very comfortably even though he was exhausted.
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"Brother Chuan Feng? Please come back? Stop looking for me. You can't find me."
A voice seemed to ring in his ears, which seemed to be real and illusory, causing him to wake up from his dream.
He was bleary-eyed, as if he had just had a nightmare? Sweating profusely, he sat on the lawn and said to himself thoughtfully: "I just heard Miss Yun calling me. Could it be that it was just in a dream?"
? Miss Yun, where are you? Why did you tell me not to look for you anymore? And you said I couldn't find you at all? Are you deliberately avoiding me? It doesn't make sense, we have always been at peace with each other.
Why are you avoiding me?"
He stretched himself out suddenly and slowly climbed up from the ground, his heart filled with sorrow and emotion.
now.
East Rabbit and West Crow, the setting sun hanging on the top of the mountain has lost its initial anxiety, and looks red with a smiling face, as delicate as water. The radiant halo happens to shine obliquely on the lawn, shining wildly on the grass.
Its whole body was red, and its charming face gradually hid behind the mountain and disappeared!
Chuan Feng Kuang was like the afterglow of the setting sun, full of sorrow and aimlessness. As he strolled by, he practiced casually: "There is still peace in Liuyun Town. I crossed to the south to Guishan to visit Yunyuan. The egrets in the blue sky never returned.
Goose, there is a piece of paper on the chest connected with life."
He took the circled advice bag given by the fortune teller, looked at it again and again, thought about it again and again, racking his brains, but still couldn't figure it out.
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"Quack quack quack... quack quack quack...!"
A group of egrets over there suddenly came to the sky with a cry of mourning.
Chuan Feng Kuang looked up and saw a line of egrets flying past in high altitude, with a burst of "croaking" screaming sound, passing over his head.
Zhongfeng Kuang thought for a while and couldn't help but secretly thought: "Generally, egrets rarely make calls unless they are frightened by something? This group of egrets flying from the other side of the mountain proves that there must be something mysterious in this mountain," Miss Yun said resolutely.
Right on top of this mountain."
Seeing that the row of egrets had already gone away with a wail, Zhuan Feng Kuang had an idea and followed the diagram to follow the clues in the direction in which the egrets were flying.
He kept holding the circled piece of paper and silently recited the fortune teller's words again: "The egrets in the blue sky never return to the wild geese"!
He couldn't help but sighed and said: "I'm afraid that row of egrets is the secret that guides me up the mountain. The fortune teller is so uncanny that he can predict even this detail. But the three words 'Wu Gui Yan' hide another mystery. What is the fortune teller's secret?"
What do you mean? I hope it's not as bad as I imagined!"
He didn't think about it any further. He would make a decision after going to the mountain.
Following the direction in which the row of egrets flew, and facing several forks on the other side, he finally figured out the way up the mountain. After a day of wandering in this mountain, this was undoubtedly a moment of enlightenment.
He used his superior light skills and reached the top of the mountain just before nightfall.
He walked through the red sunset and came to the top of a mountain. He saw a few sparks coming from a place not far from the opposite side.
Looking from a distance, a jade building on the top of the mountain looks particularly spectacular under the glow of red clouds.
Get closer, and the outline of the building is fully visible, like a majestic temple standing in mid-air, so beautiful that it pierces the sky.
He was completely immersed in the grand scenery here. He kept walking along an ups and downs mountain road and walked past a small pond, where the water and trees were clear and the mountains and rivers were beautiful.
Beside the pond, there is a clear spring coming from the sky, splashing in the pond, making bursts of "swirling" sounds, just like an old fish jumping on the waves, it is exquisite!
Climbing up the stairs along an ancient road, at the end was the door of the building. Before he knew it, he was outside the door.
There was some light reflected inside.
He was full of interest and was about to knock on the door and ask. But he felt it was inappropriate and raised his hand slightly but did not move.
He couldn't help but shouted softly toward the door: "Is there anyone there?"
There was no response from inside.
He raised his hand again, trying to knock the delicate wooden door, but he retracted his hand unconsciously.
Seeing that there were few lights in the house, there was silence all around the building. Under the moonlight, there was an evil charm among the bustling buildings.