Chapter 493 Wilderness Lodge

"he's gone."

  The figure is faintly authentic.

  Hearing the words, the old man slowly turned around, looked at the people who appeared behind him, and said, "Go!"

   "Now there are Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. The demise of Tianyin Temple will happen sooner or later, so don't worry too much."

  The man nodded.

  "Don’t worry, what happened to Fanxianggu and Ghost King Zong?"

  The old man turned his eyes to the distance and asked.

  “Don’t worry about Vanilla Fragrant Valley. The armrests are indestructible. As for the Ghost King Sect, it’s a bit troublesome. You know, they have collected many strange beasts to awaken the power of Shura in the Fulong Cauldron.

  If they are really awakened by them, they will become Qingyun’s enemy. "

  The man slowly expressed his concerns.

   "Hehe, don't be like this in front of me, I know you have been prepared for the Asura of the King of Ghosts, let's talk about other forces!"

  The old man shook his head, ignoring Li's flicker.

"Ok!"

   Mo Li nodded when he heard the words. He didn't expect to be seen through by the old guy Wan Jianyi.

   "The two forces of the Demon Race and the Ghost Race are under control, but the Longevity Alliance does not!"

Mo Li said solemnly.

  Actually, he had figured out the two strengths of the Mozu and the Guizu a hundred years ago, otherwise he would not have brought Xiaobai out for a tour.

  As for the Longevity Alliance, it seemed extremely mysterious, and it couldn't find any information, as if it were not in this world.

   "Longevity Alliance?"

  Wan Jian said a few thoughtfully, then he said: "About this power, that old guy may know!"

   "You said him, the old guy has disappeared since the battle hundreds of years ago, and he has not appeared!"

  It’s not that Li Li has never looked for it, but unfortunately there is no clue, as if the old guy has already died!

   "If you can't find him, then there is no move!"

Wan Jian sighed.

  Mo Li frowned, took a long breath, looked at the sky in the distance, pondered for a moment, and said, "Maybe, someone knows!"

"Who?"

Wan Jian frowned.

   "Monday cents!"

   Li Li said lightly.

   "He?"

  Wan Jianyi hesitated.

   "That's right, it's him. This person is not a simple person, he knows a lot! Okay, let's not talk about it, I will go to this person to ask about the situation.

   By the way, tell me Master, let him be careful about southern Xinjiang, where is a sleeping beast god! "

  Mo Li finished speaking, and disappeared into the distance.

   "Beast God? It is indeed a trouble!"

   Wan Jian murmured, turned and sank into the ancestral hall of the ancestor.

  It was night, dark clouds hovered above the sky, and the depressive breath seemed to press against the ground.

  A little drizzle falling above the sky, swept across the vast land in the sound of howling wind.

   Soon, the drizzle turned into heavy rain.

  In the wilderness, there is no village in front and no land behind. There is only one ancient road extending from a distance, and then extending to the distance lonely.

  In the dark clouds of the night sky, there was a low thunder sound, and the rain between the sky and the earth gradually increased.

  The earth is solemn, except for the sound of wind and rain in the wilderness, it is dark all around, only on the edge of the ancient road, a little light is lit alone, revealing a little light.

  This is a wilderness hut.

  The boss’s surname is He, a middle-aged man in his early forties, and he was born in Xiaochi Town, one day away from here.

  In this remote place, beside the ancient road, he has worked hard to build a simple house to provide a place to rest and drink tea for travelers traveling from the north to the south, in order to earn some hard money.

  At this moment, Boss He is sitting behind the counter in his shop, listening intently to the screaming wind and rain outside the house, frowning slightly, and sighing slightly.

  In such bad weather, there will probably be no more guests.

  His hut was built on the road passed by business travelers. It is the necessary road to the more eastern city of Changhe City, Donghai, in order to earn money for travelers who pass by.

at the moment.

  In a stormy night, there are many customers in the Wilderness Shop.

  They all sat silently in the dark and yellow hut, avoiding the bitter wind and rain outside the house.

   "Crack~"

  The oil lamp in front of Boss Ho, for some unknown reason, the lamp heart inside made a slight crackling sound, awakening the honest middle-aged man from his drowsiness.

  The sound of wind and rain outside the house tightened for a while, and it seemed to be choked.

  It seems that this night, the guests here can't leave.

   Thinking like this, he raised his head and looked at the customers in his shop.

  There are only five tables in the simple cabin. At this moment, there are three tables with guests sitting next to them, and one in the corner with a man in black.

  There was a dark place that was difficult to light up. The man sat there alone, even his face blurred.

On the two tables closer to each other, sitting on the edge of one table is an extraordinary old man and a young girl who is just a young girl. The old man’s hand is leaning on the table with a bamboo pole, and there is a piece of cloth on top of it, which says "Fairy "Guide the way" four characters.

   seems to be a quack.

  As for the last table, it was the most crowded business trip, with a total of four people.

  The corner behind them was full of goods. At this moment, there seemed to be a young man in the middle cursing softly about the ghost weather.

   "Okay, stop talking, stop."

The other of the four, the older one who looked like an older man, drank him, turned his head, smiled at Boss Ho, and apologized slightly: "Boss Ho, today is the windy and heavy rain, and you stay up late with us. Up."

  Boss He smiled and shook his head. This business traveler often travels to and from this ancient road. He has come to his shop many times to stop, so he is considered a regular customer. Now he said:

   "It's okay, it's common for me to stay up late, but today it's dark clouds from the daytime, why are you still on your way, sir?"

  The old man was startled when he heard the words, then he glanced at each other with his fellow travelers, and smiled bitterly:

   "In fact, we don't know how the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out."

  Boss He said "Ah".

  The old man picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank the tea in the cup, and said: "Boss He, this world is difficult nowadays!"

  Boss He was taken aback and said, "What's the matter?"

  The old man smiled bitterly, and said: "Ten years ago, the Demon Cult fought a big battle with the gods on the right path in Qingyun Mountain, and disappeared after being hit hard.

   now suddenly reappears, but on the contrary, the strength is prospering day by day, and it is still very active.

   However, there is a strange phenomenon, that is, the magic sect is constantly shopping with Tianyin Temple, which is incomprehensible! "

  He boss is silent.

  The old man sighed and continued: "They fight against them, and we ordinary people can't control it.

However, under this struggle, the world is in chaos. Now the thieves are rampant, and there are countless people who rob homes and robs. We eat food and eat out, and we are worried every day for fear that we will meet a strongman. This is the way we hurried, but we were hindered by wind and rain. Here, boss He is troublesome. "

  Boss He shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to take it to heart..."

  (End of this chapter)