Chapter 260: The Mist of Life
The sun was rising at noon. In the inn room, Tang Jiao sat alone at the small table, holding a thin pen in her hand, copying the sword manual word for word.
This is the sword manual that Fu Qingzhou promised to give to Jiang Baichuan.
As for him, he was leaning on the recliner, closing his eyes tightly, seeming to be taking a nap.
Of course, this is not a real nap.
"Old guy, I have to talk to you."
Fu Qingzhou whispered in his mind: "About Bailu Mountain."
"Talk? What's there to talk about?" Smoker Lazy He responded proudly: "Didn't I tell you, I didn't find anything special about that."
"Impossible." Fu Qingzhou said decisively: "You must know something."
< br>He said slowly: "I'm not stupid, there are some things where you can figure out what the problem is with just a little guesswork."
"I still remember the attitudes of the seniors of the big sects at the foot of Langhuan Mountain. They all clearly stated that they were here for me."
Fu Qingzhou recalled: "Not only them, Qingsongzi, Long Dabei, Ning Baimei and others also behaved strangely towards me, as if I was some kind of special person."
The smoker muttered, "Are you quite special?"
"Yes. "What's special about me?" Fu Qingzhou asked lightly: "What's so special about me?"
"Uh..."
The smoker responded unconfidently: "Are you more talented?"
Fu Qingzhou made a sound.
Of course he knows that his special feature is... time travel.
He is a soul from another world.
But no one in this world knows about this.
He had lived in Bailu Mountain for ten years, and apart from meeting the smoker, he had no other adventures - he didn't pick up any little green bottles, he didn't swallow any strange flames, and he didn't meet anyone with a big black umbrella. The little maid, if she had not come down from the mountain, she would have been just a little hunter on Bailu Mountain for the rest of her life.
Then why did those big guys show up again as soon as they came out of the mountain?
"Don't talk about this."
Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: "You know there is a problem with this matter. I could turn a blind eye before, but now you tell me about those Beiyi people Going to Xijiao Village has nothing to do with me? Do you think I will believe it?” Tell you?”
"Look, you still remember." Fu Qingzhou laughed: "You have been in Bailu Mountain for hundreds of years. When you stayed at the ruined temple, you could find magic sticks anywhere in the mountain. I don't believe you. I can’t find out what’s special about me.”
He said word by word: “I have no memory before I was five or six years old... The earliest thing I can remember is being thrown into the mountains and being raped by someone. Pick it up, I believe you will know and see me at that time.”
“So old man, who am I? Why do I appear in Bailu Mountain, and what’s so special about me?”
After a few questions, the smoker fell into silence.
After a while, it asked quietly: "Why do you care about this?"
"Hey, hey, hey."
Fu Qingzhou smiled dryly: "This is my life experience! Why do you think I care?"
What he didn't say was - does this have anything to do with his own time travel? Will it matter?
Whether you can return to your original world is another matter. Even if you are destined to spend this life in this world, shouldn't you figure out where you came from and what secrets you have in your body?
As soon as he thought of this, he heard the smoker ask: "Is life important? Who are your parents? Does it affect who you are? What should you do? Why bother with this?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled softly: "You are right, but I don't have to care, but it's best to know."
"It would be fine if I were really a completely ordinary person, but obviously I am not." ——Jin Chan Temple, Zhang Jian Academy, and Zi Qi Xian Feng Temple, they all want me to join their sect; Qing Songzi, a person who has been hiding in the mountain for thirty years, reopened the mountain gate specifically for me; Long Dabei, the public enemy of the world , and he wants to accept me as his disciple."
"Now some great shaman from Northern Yi, whom I have never heard of, actually sent people to Xijiao Village to find me... How about I do it? If you know your own life, you won’t even know how you will die!”
The smoker coughed: “What you said makes sense.”
Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: “So, old man, Stop hiding, tell me, what do you know?”
"..."
The smoker was silent.
Fu Qingzhou was confused again: "What's the matter with you? This matter has nothing to do with you. Why are you hiding it?"
"Oh, forget it, I'll just go ahead and hide it." Tell me!" Yan Gui said helplessly: "When you first came to Langhuan Mountain, the Taoist priest Qingsongzi discovered me. He guessed that I must know something, so he threatened me for a while and refused to let me tell you. ”
"You also know that although Qingsongzi's cultivation level is very low, he has so many magical weapons. I have never seen such a wealthy guy hundreds of years ago, and I didn't know anything about it during those two years on the mountain. Did he do anything to me..."
"So I really can't tell you what I know."
Fu Qingzhou was stunned: "What?"
"Yes, it's that simple." The smoker's tone was timid and tough: "Then what can I do? Your life experience is nothing to me, but if I tell you, it will be the same as this morning. The grievances exploded into fireworks, so who should I ask to reason with?"
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
"But..."
At this point, the smoker suddenly changed the topic and smiled evilly: "If you promise to give me more benefits, I can talk to you about this matter in another way."
Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes secretly.
"Okay." He opened his eyes, turned his gaze to Tang Jiao, and shouted: "Jiaojiao, can you show me the Xuanxing Divine Iron?"
Tang Jiao was right. Copying the sword manual, he responded after hearing the words, reached into his arms, took it out, and then threw it over casually.
Fu Qingzhou took it into his hand, held it in his palm and looked back and forth for a long time.
"What's this? I don't have any feeling of enlightenment? Doesn't it mean that I can enlighten myself by holding it?" He asked curiously in his mind.
The smoker smiled and said: "You know nothing, your level is too low now, this thing is too profound for you, you can't understand it at all..."
"Okay , you are smart, you are profound." Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Then I'll give you an epiphany over a cup of tea. I originally wanted to take half an hour, but since you are so powerful, it won't take much time."
" "Hey!" The smoker was shocked: "Give me more time, give me more, give me more!"
"The time has already begun to count." Fu Qingzhou said expressionlessly.
The smoker quickly closed his mouth.
An invisible force spread out from the jade pendant and slowly enveloped the Xuanxing Divine Iron.
I don’t know what tricks Qingsongzi did - whether these people can use the magic iron depends on whether brothers Fu and Tang are willing to give it to them.
But judging from the current quiet behavior of the smoker, it should indeed be able to sense something from the magic iron.
Time passes by, and the time for a cup of tea comes in an instant.
Fu Qingzhou weighed the magic iron in his hand: "After reading Jiaojiao, please put it away——"
As he said that, he threw the magic iron back directly, and Tang Jiao didn't notice it. If there is any abnormality, he will say "oh", take the magic iron, and put it away again.
"Oh, you tell me, why are you in such a hurry?"
The smoker's voice sounded in Fu Qingzhou's mind again. Although he said helpless words, his tone was very cheerful: "Give me more Let me see, it will be of great benefit to you and me——"
"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Fu Qingzhou urged: "I've seen some things, so tell me quickly."
The Smoker tutted: "Anyway, I can't say a word about your life experience. Yes, but I can tell you..."
"When you first arrived at Bailu Mountain more than ten years ago, Long Dabei was also there."
It finished the last sentence. , then stopped.
It took Fu Qingzhou a few seconds to react: "What? What did you say? Long Dabei is there too?!"
"Yes." Yan Gui said lightly: "That's all I can say."
"That's not right!" Fu Qingzhou was confused: "Didn't Long Dabei be imprisoned in Ten Thousand Poison Mountains for thirty years? ? ”
“I don’t know about that.”
Yanggui said lazily: “You should ask the people at Wandu Mountain.”
Fu Qingzhou shook his head.
Ten Thousand Poison Mountains... There will definitely be people coming from Ten Thousand Poison Mountains this time for the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Meeting, but they are probably young people like Hua Xiaolan. What do they know?
To get it, you have to be that little prince from Beiyi...
(End of this chapter)