Inner Demons

His words like an oath made Old Dao Liu speechless.

Looking at him standing in the moonlight, old fogey suddenly felt an unstoppable weird emotion in his heart—Bro Xin’s situation is not right at all.

He didn’t doubt that the unfathomable “expert” named Li Yunxin could do what he said-he had really enough surprises for himself. I just think that in his words in this remark… “tragic and decisive” means a lot. Too many to make Lao Dao feel a little worried.

He always felt that a character like Brother Xin would not stay by his side forever.

One day the wind and the clouds will…will go with Dragon Transformation…

He sighed in his heart.

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It’s been a night like this. When the grey dawn appeared to the east on the 2nd day, Liu Laodao looked into Li Yunxin’s room.

Brother Xin seems to have stayed up all night and is drawing.

He knew that Li Yunxin wanted to send those temple paintings, not out of good intentions-he must have his own plan. But he thought about it all night and felt that what Li Yunxin said was quite true. Even if he had some plans himself, it was a good thing for those temples.

The portraits of the prince and the dragon girl in the front court are still there, and there are still people visiting these days. It is said that there is indeed a calming effect, and some people even buy a hundred silver taels.

Brother Xin is Huajing…

Liu Laodao can’t help but marvel at it-I heard of Taoist priests in Huajing and Swordsman in Huajing, but who has heard of it, The painter of Huajing?

After a while, Li Yunxin opened the door and walked out, holding a roll of paper under his armpit. The old Dao also hurried out: “Brother Xin, what are you doing today?”

He always feels that he is participating in a major event. This makes him feel very nervous and worried, but there is always some excitement that has not been for many years.

Li Yunxin handed him a roll of paper he was holding: “It’s all here, thirty-seven copies. Go and divide them, go back and mount a confession-you know How do you want them to fool people. Just say that I will check in a few days… Forget it. It’s not a ****, you know what to do when you see this painting. Then, if you are finished, tell them to go back quickly-I’ll go out for a stroll Walk around.”

Liu Laodao heard him say this, and he suddenly felt heavier in his hands–

This is the 37 Divine Idol? !

Almost four thousand silver taels!

He suddenly felt a little unstable.

But he still stopped: “Brother Xin…what are your plans, do you want to talk to me? I’m old-fashioned, I’m afraid of breaking your major event!”

Li Yunxin laughed, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only read two lines of poem: “I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, because I am in this mountain-have you heard of this poem?”

After listening, I just feel good. The meaning is not realized for a while. I had to shook his head: “Brother Xin, you poem…”

“It’s not my poem, it’s the poem I copied.” He patted Lao Dao’s arm hard, and pointed to the scrolls. This is done. Please.”

Although he said casually, Mr. Liu could hear the solemnity in these words. He also seriously nodded: “Don’t worry.”

The two went out together.

The old way goes to the Inn where the Taoist priests live temporarily, but Li Yunxin goes out of the city. He put a simple talisman on himself, so he walked like a gust of wind, fast, but not fast enough to attract attention.

He left Weicheng in one hour, and he estimated that it was eight-nine in the morning. Once out of the city, the style is very different. Looking to the east, it is a mountain range that stretches like a dragon. Looking to the west, it is one after another Ma Pingchuan. A smooth official road goes straight to the north. If you keep walking along this official road, you will finally reach the capital of Qing Dynasty, Jinghua.

But after Li Yunxin walked a section of the road with some bullock carts, carriages, and hawkers carrying vegetable burdens, he turned to another one.

Although this road has no official roads, there are rows of lush and green trees on both sides. The trees are irrigated ditches and then there are large fertile fields. There were few pedestrians on this road, only a peasant woman was holding a basket of goose eggs on her arm tightly, and after guarding him a section of the road, she turned to another side road.

So he was the only one left and left for one hour.

The trees on both sides are getting thinner, and the field of vision is gradually opening up. There is a slight smell of water in the air, and there is no longer a bird singing Insect Cry around, but more background sounds.

Walk one more section of the road, and finally you can hear the sound of running water clearly.

At the end of the road is a ferry. Mooring two or three small sampans, and seeing Li Yunxin approaching from a distance, a boatman asked loudly if he was going to cross the river. Li Yunxin looked around and shook his head. So the few people went chatting again and ignored him.

He got off the road and walked along the river. There are dense reeds growing by the river, and the beach is not visible. This Wei River does not know how deep it is, but it is extremely wide here. There should be a wharf on the other side of the river just now, but even with Li Yunxin’s eyesight, he couldn’t see it clearly—it was hidden in the mist.

It is said that this is a big river, but even if it is a big lake, some people will believe it.

Li Yunxin was somewhat absent-minded by the wide surface of the water, and saw that there were many huge vortex on the water surface, and the waves brought by the turbulent current-under such water surface, I don’t know how many monsters are hidden!

He simply walked a few more steps, walked up to a small hill covered with grass by the river, and stood here for a while and looked carefully.

As far as he knows, Qing is a landlocked country. There are many dynasties in this world. Qing Guo is not the largest, but it is not the smallest. Since Qing is an inland country, this section will not be the mouth of the Weishui River, but the middle reaches. The middle reaches of a big river still have such a vibe… the lower reaches of the Wei River, I really don’t know how magnificent and magnificent it is!

The sound of water in his ears is violent, and his body is steamy. Looking at the scene of the water and the sky, without seeing the shore, it took a long time to put out a breath.

No wonder…someone is fighting for the world.

When sitting in the study, the word “Tianxia” is just a broad concept. You can think of Elephant Mountain, rivers and rivers, but in your imagination you are like a giant looking down on them-they are miniature in your consciousness.

But now that I saw this scene with my own eyes, I felt magnificent just by seeing such a river. How magnificent and extraordinary this whole world should be!

If… plus such an idea–

This Weishui… will be mine.

I will soon become the lord of the Weishui with vast smoke and surging forward with great momentum-the Weishui Dragon King!

Li Yunxin sighed and stared straight at the extremely wide water surface for a quarter of an hour before finally vomiting out again: “…It seems that I think so, it feels much better. “

“Well…my friend, then we should meet.”

So he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and flicked the fingers. , This paper will be turned into ashes.

The illusory shadow of the Nine Young Master appeared out of thin air, standing still and staring at him. Li Yunxin looked at him patiently for a while, and the illusory shadow gradually became blurred and disappeared.

He just sat down on the felt-like grass, and hummed a song softly in the sound of wind and waves–

“Wildflowers on the grassland witnessing the death of the gods A piece of…the wind in the distance is farther than the distance…”