Chapter 2269 Lonely Life

"That's here!"

Qin Sangfei was in the sky and looked at the mountain below.

This mountain is deep, but not far away from the mountains is a capital of the country. The mountains can be regarded as dangerous. It is not easy for mortals to climb. There is only one sheep intestine trail, and because a stone cliff on the mountainside collapses.

The stone road was blocked, so there was no way to go up the mountain.

The jungle in the mountains is densely set, and the crowds are risky.

Qin Sang turned his eyes and saw a stone pavilion near the top of the mountain.

There is a stone carving on the corner of the pavilion. The stone and beasts are embarrassed. The pattern on the pavilion is exquisite but not complicated. In Qin Sang's view, it is slightly rough.

One stroke of the pen, it can be seen that the polished person is very careful.

"Da Da ..."

The sound of horseshoe came from the mountain, and a few fast horses rushed to the foot of the mountain.

"Once ..."

The leader grabbed the horse's tensor, turned over and dismissed. For a middle -aged scribe latter, "Please treat adults here a little, and the subordinates will take people up the mountain."

The rest also disappeared to salute the middle -aged scribes together.

The middle -aged scribes are sitting immediately, with a straight posture, his eyes are bright, and he is drooping to his chest, which is even more expensive.

Others seem to be the guard of middle -aged scribes, waist -hanging swords, and martial arts. However, some people hold sickle, some people carry baggage, and they are exposed in it.

Middle -aged scribes looked at the top of the mountain, and said: "No need, the old man is with you."

"Adults can't!"

The guard leader kneels on one knee and dissuads. "Recently, it is raining, and the mud in the mountains may have a collapse. If there is any loss of adults, it is not easy to explain!"

The middle -aged scribes snorted, "In addition to the old man, who do you use to explain to?

This nephew can come to see her. "

"this……"

The guard leader dared not persuade, so he had to let it aside.

The middle -aged scribe turned over and dismissed, and the body was quite light. He took the guard and handed it over a wooden stick to signal the guard leader up the mountain.

The guards boarded the mountain road, cut off the weeds with a sickle, and went to the mountainside. The fruit was landscape, but the middle -aged scribes insisted on going up the mountain, and the guards had to move the stone by themselves.

After more than an hour of busy, the dirt was full of mud, the guards finally moved away, and then re -climbed.

Hurry up to the top of the mountain, and see a stone pavilion, a hut, and the fields around the huts, but all of them have been deserted. There is a desert grave next to the stone pavilion.

The guardian was about to go up to clean the desert grave. Suddenly, there was a person in the pavilion, and he couldn't help but was shocked. He immediately pulled his knife out of the sheath and arched around the middle -aged scribes.

"Who!"

The guard leader knives refers to the stone pavilion, and sipped it sharply.

There is only one road to the mountain. They did not find footprints along the way, but this person appeared here. The robes on their bodies were neat and new.

Either martial arts high, or monster in the mountains!

The people in the pavilion looked at Mingyao's sword light, and looked at the middle -aged scribes and asked: "Brother Taiwan is the relatives of the people in this grave?"

The middle -aged scribes filmed the guard's shoulder, shook his head gently, and the performance of this man in the pavilion. If you want to be unfavorable to him, these guards cannot stop.

The more he came out, and he was granted, "It is! Dare to ask what is the master of this brother, what is the source of his aunt?"

"aunt?"

Qin Sang looked at the deserted grave, "either has a relationship, or there is no root. After passing through the road, he saw the style of this pavilion. The charm was long.

The middle -aged scribes suddenly, "This pavilion was built by the aunt's hands, but unfortunately the brother Taiwan was late, and the aunt had gone in five years ago."

"Is it late ... unfortunately!"

Qin Sang stared at the desert grave and couldn't help sighing.

He finally found the second stone pavilion.

Seeing that Qin Sang's expression was not like a pseudo -pseudo, the middle -aged scribes put down, signaling that the guards were placed in the pavilion and the mud stove tea cup was cleaned to clean up the grasshopper.

"Brother Taiwan, please sit!"

Middle -aged scribes raised their hands, asked Qin Sang to sit on the opposite side, and cook tea by himself.

In the autumn and winter season, today is a warm sun and a good time.

Middle -aged scribes are curious about Qin Sang, and Qin Sang also wanted to inquire about the aunt's story.

Talk about the two of them to cook tea.

Speaking of my aunt, the middle -aged scribes were full of pain and regret, and recalled the past.

"When the aunt was young, the appearance of the flowers, the talent, the talent was not the first to be in Beijing. I do n’t know how many young talents have been fascinated by the royal family.

"These young talents can't enter the eyes of the aunt. At that time, the grandfather carefully chose and found a good husband for the aunt, but the aunt could not be able to die, escaped the marriage and leave home.

"Fortunately, my aunt learned martial arts since she was a child, and she could also be a chivalrous girl on the rivers and lakes.

Zi Shaoxang can be favored by her.

"Many years later, the aunt finally returned to the capital, but she was still unwilling to return to the house. She lived alone in this mountain ..."

Speaking of which, middle -aged scribes look up at Shiting.

"Since then, my aunt has lived in the mountains and forests, leaned out for the rest of her life, and created this stone pavilion. It is accompanied by the blue lantern mountain pavilion all day long.

! ""

He couldn't help but sigh, and he was doubtful.

This is the biggest mystery of their family. With the death of the aunt, the answer is always underground.

"Adult," the guard leader came over and glanced at Qin Sang, "Weeds are cleaned up."

Qin Sang put down the tea cup and said, "Can you worship this strange woman with his brother?"

"It's okay! Some people in the world can appreciate this pavilion. After learning that my aunt Jiuquan learned, it would be very pleased."

Middle -aged scribes bring Qin Sang together to worship before the grave.

After worship, middle -aged scribes invited Qin Sang to visit the house.

"This time I failed to pay as expected, but I heard that there were such strange women in the world, but I had a lot of disturbances today. Wait for the next time to go through the place, and then visit the house."

Qin Sang arched his hand and jumped, and one disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"hiss……"

The guard leader was shocked, "Adult! This ... I'm afraid it's a master!"

The middle -aged scribes were thoughtful and glanced at Shi Ting, and said, "It's not too early, go down the mountain."

Nympho

Standing above the white clouds, Qin Sang's expression is dignified.

Although this time I failed to meet Liuli, I confirmed something.

They fell in the illusion. As long as they were not killed by magic shadows like virtual wood, they would not really die, and they would continue to reincarnate. And Liuli has never obtained a fairy, and constantly experienced reincarnation.

After so many reincarnation, Liuli always remembers this stone pavilion, which will be the key to resolving her demon!

If you want to find Liuli, it seems that she can only wait for her to reincarnate next time, and then build a stone pavilion. I only want to miss it as before twice before.

In addition, there is a way to find the magic shadow of Liuli. Perhaps, the Magic Shadow and the deity meet in the illusion, and it can also arouse the memory of the deity.

At the same time, Qin Sang must improve her cultivation as soon as possible to strive to break through the middle period of early refining.

In the setting sun, the moon shadow rose at the beginning, and the stars flickered in the sky.

Suddenly, Qin Sang's complexion changed slightly.

Immediately after, the sound of the mysterious Qingyu sounded in the ear, "Sigs, it appeared again!"

"So fast!"

Qin Sang blurted out and immediately reacted. In his perception, when Bao was interrupted, he was going to be born again. In fact, it has passed in the fantasy realm for eighty years.

"Are you ... found?"

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

Qin Sang said: "It looks like it is not like, but unfortunately the Taoist friend who built Shiting went five years ago! But ..."

After pause, he hesitated, "After seeing this stone pavilion, my mood seemed to be calmed down."

The mysterious Qingye said, they are now dead horses as living horses. No matter how absurd they are, as long as Qin Sang is effective, it is worth it.

"You have to ... stabilize your mind as soon as possible ... Breakthrough! After that ... you can take a real thunder ..."

Qingyu Zhenlei!
To be continued...