After running back, Liu Xiaolou did not run far. After running for more than a mile, he stopped and hid on a hill halfway, waiting eagerly for White Cloud Swordsman.
According to Yuan Ziqi, Yun family's three-month period has not ended yet. White Cloud Swordsman will not accept his fate honestly. Although no other marriage recruitment posts were found from him, he probably still has connections. It seems that if there is any news about marriage recruitment within a high-ranking family like them, others don't know, Yun family should know it.
It was so easy to find this way to make a return gift. Of course, Liu Xiaolou would not give up easily. If he didn't pluck out the wool, wouldn't he be wasting the way he discovered to make money? As long as you mess around for one more time, it will be enough for you to open up the last hole of Hand Jueyin Meridian!
After waiting patiently for a while, White Cloud Swordsman finally appeared on the mountain road. He lowered his head and didn't know what to think. He looked quite desolate under the moonlight.
Don't be discouraged, Brother Yun, I'm optimistic about you, keep up your efforts, the beauty will be waiting for you ahead.
Liu Xiaolou encouraged White Cloud Swordsman while hanging behind about a hundred feet away, and walked like this all night. I figured out the direction, and it was heading to the southeast. I didn't know which high gate it was this time.
After walking like this for two days, we gradually entered another group of mountains. Liu Xiaolou was refreshed and kept pace, closing the distance a little closer.
A village appeared on the mountain level ahead, smoke curled up from cooking stoves, and chickens and dogs heard each other. White Cloud Swordsman entered the village, while Liu Xiaolou looked at the village with confusion.
This village is very small, with only a dozen or so families in total. Where are there any big families?
After waiting outside the village for a long time, White Cloud Swordsman came out again. The difference from before was that there was an extra package on his shoulder.
Liu Xiaolou continued to follow him and followed him into the deep mountains. After climbing over a mountain, he saw a dilapidated Daoist temple. It was unknown how long it had been abandoned. Half of the temple walls had collapsed, and it was overgrown with weeds and desolate.
I saw White Cloud Swordsman enter the Daoist temple, find a room and sneak in. Liu Xiaolou didn't dare to get too close, so I walked around far away to find a place with a good viewing angle, jumped up to the tree crown, hid inside, and continued to watch White Cloud Swordsman's every move.
The view here is very good, a bit condescending, and you can see very clearly. I saw White Cloud Swordsman coming out of the dilapidated house and lighting a fire at the door. He took out the cakes and dried meat from the package he was carrying just now, skewered them with dead branches, and roasted them slowly on the fire.
Liu Xiaolou also relaxed, slipped down into the canopy, and helped himself to something to eat.
At night, White Cloud Swordsman rested in this dilapidated view, lighting a red bonfire, while Liu Xiaolou was outside in the field with the cold wind blowing, but did not dare to light a fire, which really made him suffer.
In this way, White Cloud Swordsman didn't move for several days. Liu Xiaolou thought about it for a long time and finally left here and rushed to the small village outside the mountain. He spent a couple of silver and asked for hot porridge and soup from a farmer's house, and ate it happily.
While eating, he asked the farmers if there were any immortal sects or wealthy families nearby. Sure enough, he got the exact news. Seven or eight miles further into the mountains, he found the famous Shenwu Villa.
According to the farmer, the immortal masters in Zhuangzi have the power to reach heaven and earth, and all of them can control the wind, rain, clouds and clouds. The rumors of such a country fool are naturally not trustworthy, but at least it shows that it is right to follow White Cloud Swordsman. The destination of White Cloud Swordsman should be Shenwu Villa.
As for whether Shenwu Villa had recruited a bride, the farmer was vague about it. He probably was not qualified to hear about it. In fact, no one in the entire village was qualified to hear about it.
So, Liu Xiaolou returned to Poguan, seizing the time to attack Zhongchong point, while waiting patiently.
Please visit the latest address. This time the wait was very long, more than ten days. Living in the wilderness in the winter, with no protection from the wind and rain, and not having a meal, life like this is a bit hard, but Liu Xiaolou is meant to endure hardship, and has not enjoyed any happiness, so there is no problem in enduring it.
Until one day at noon, Liu Xiaolou a spiritual stone was exhausted and turned into powder and debris. He opened his eyes and looked through the gaps in the branches and leaves, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
Looking past the collapsed wall, he wandered back and forth in front of the two rooms, and suddenly fell on the bonfire. The bonfire had been burning for half a month and had been extinguished.
White Cloud Swordsman is gone?
He quickly looked around, but did not find White Cloud Swordsman. He felt annoyed and careless. Just as he was about to go to Poguan for on-the-spot investigation, out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure on the top of the mountain in the northwest, with fluttering white clothes and standing alone in the abyss.
Liu Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief and lurked over quickly. This time, White Cloud Swordsman went straight into the mountains and came to a canyon.
There is a stone tablet standing at the mouth of the gorge, which is completely natural with the surrounding rocks. Hundreds of years of accumulation would not reveal such a smooth jade-like color.
What is written on the stone tablet is "Shenwu Villa".
The valley is covered with flying tiles and double eaves, and hundreds of large and small houses can be seen stretching up the hillside. At the highest point of the hillside is a large hall. Next to the hall is a hundred-foot-high waterfall. It flows down, but you can't hear the rumbling sound of the waterfall. It must be separated by the Absolute Sound Array.
Setting up a magic circle for sound insulation, and keeping the magic circle open on a daily basis, consumes at least dozens of spiritual stones every year. This shows how much Shenwu Villa's family background is.
Liu Xiaolou nodded happily. He quickened his pace and caught up with White Cloud Swordsman who was about to enter the valley. He laughed and handed over his hands, "It's really fate Brother Yun. We meet here again. How polite!"
White Cloud Swordsman looked at him steadily and said coldly, "Liu, you really are haunted."
Liu Xiaolou smiled and said, "What are you talking about? As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. You and I have fought twice, and our friendship is irreversible. We must get drunk tonight! Come on, come first, Zhuangzi..."
Then he whispered, "At the gate of the mountain, Brother Yun, if you have anything to say, we will talk about it later. It would be bad for everyone if the generals make trouble, right?"
White Cloud Swordsman glared at him fiercely and buried his head in the valley. Liu Xiaolou quickly followed, chasing behind him and said, "Go back Damu Mountain, Brother Yun The post was lost. It was my brother who helped you explain and brought you to the court. Brother Yun would be fine if I didn't express my gratitude. Why should I exclude Qianli?"
He was reminding White Cloud Swordsman that I brought you into the Li Family's Ink Washing Hall last time. If someone stops you this time, is it your turn to repay you?
His reminder was unnecessary. There was no one on duty at the entrance of the gorge, and the two of them entered the villa without any hindrance.
Liu Xiaolou doesn't know whether this is a manor based on the clan or a sect based on the inheritance of master and apprentice. He doesn't care about this. As long as he gets the gift in return, he will be satisfied. Understanding this is meaningless to him.
Arriving in front of a large house in the village, White Cloud Swordsman finally got in touch with the steward in the village, and briefly asked about their purpose, and the steward led them to a guest courtyard.
Liu Xiaolou was not self-conscious and gave up the main house to White Cloud Swordsman. He moved into the side room, threw himself into the soft bedding, sighed with satisfaction, and waited for the dinner to start.
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