Chapter 77: Drizzle killing day

Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, Li Fansong and Feixuan stood there stupidly. After a long time, Lei Wujie scratched his head: "No head and no brain to read a poem, so this Zhao Yu is really going down the mountain or not."
"Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers blooming year after year." Li Fansong frowned slightly, "Master's mind is always unclear."
Xiao Se shook his head: "Whether or not Zhao Yuzhen will come is due to your sister, himself, not you, you have already said what you should say. Let's go now, I think whether it is Li Hanyi or Zhao Yuzhen, with their swords that travel thousands of miles every day. It’s really not a problem to go to a Leijiapu in the fairyland. And we? If we can’t make it in three months, if the three of them look at each other, we will be a joke.

Li Fansong asked to stay: "The two have finally come to Qingcheng Mountain once, so you might as well stay on the mountain for a few more days. I think Brother Lei has been very advanced in swordsmanship recently, and the younger brother is not talented. I want to ask Brother Lei for advice."
"There is no time." Xiao Se turned on his horse and said first, "Qingcheng Mountain is in the north and Leijiapu is in the south. We have been delayed for too long."
Lei Wujie said in a daze, "Xiao Se, what are you doing on my horse?"
Xiao Se angrily said: "These are all my horses!" After speaking, he patted the horse's vigorously, and headed for the foot of the mountain.
Lei Wujie calmed down, and fisted at Li Fansong and Feixuan: "I have an urgent matter to rush back to Leijiapu. If I really want to, I will bring your master to Leijiapu in three months."
Li Fansong smiled bitterly: "If the master doesn't want to go, I can't lift him a hundred."
Lei Wujie suddenly said with a serious face: "Your Master's going down the mountain will really cause a huge change in the situation?"
Li Fansong shook his head: "After all, Master didn't really go down the mountain. Who knows, maybe it's just Master Kuang him, trying to trick him into staying in Qingcheng Mountain all his life."
Fei Xuan glared at him: "Master is not as boring as you. The destiny of the master is destiny. What Master said is likely to be true."
Li Fansong frowned slightly: "Destiny?"
Fei Xuan looked at the direction down the mountain and said thoughtfully: "Destiny."
Lei Wujie was confused and could only smile: "The sky is not the sky and the people are not human. I don't understand these things. I only believe a little."
"It's man-made!" Lei Wujie jumped forward and swept down the mountain, and soon caught up with Xiao Se.
Xiao Se glanced at him: "Can you return to Leijiabao now?"
Lei Wujie nodded: "Back to Leijiabao!"
"Won't get lost?" Xiao Se sneered.
Lei Wujie raised his head and looked ahead. The two had already swept down the mountain at this time. Lei Wujie jumped to the horse and waved his horse whip hard: "No. I lived in Leijiapu for seventeen years, I remember The taste of it will never be forgotten in this life."
Xiao Se smiled helplessly, and was about to follow, suddenly remembering something, took out the map that Lei Wujie had brought out, and after a closer look, he finally couldn't help but yelled: "You have already run the wrong way now. Go! Get me back!"
Fengqi Mountain.
Outside the mountains of Qingcheng Mountain, the vegetation is dense, the mountains are secluded and the forests are beautiful, and the birds tweeted, like the phoenix.
Unlike Qingcheng Mountain, which is famous in the world with the Four Avenues, Fengxi Mountain is much quieter, with only a small Buddhist monastery on the mountain. There is a monk in the monastery sitting silently reciting sutras. In front of him, a man in black holding an oiled paper umbrella was standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the mountain.
"They're down the mountain," the man said softly.
The monk sighed, "Really want to shoot?"
The man didn't answer, just stretched out his right hand and suddenly said, "It's raining."
When the drizzle fell, the man opened the umbrella, still looking down at the mountain, and slowly said, "The drizzle kills people."
A few dark shadows suddenly flashed behind him, rushing towards the bottom of the mountain.
The monk whispered the Buddha's name, stood up, and walked to the man's side: "The reason why the dark river has become the most feared killer organization in the rivers and lakes in a century is because it is hidden in the dark. But it is to expose the dark river to the eyes of the people of the world. In this way, even if there is a profit in the end, the price is very high."
"This kind of big thing is not something I should think about, maybe everyone has thought about it." The man gently turned the umbrella handle, and the raindrops slid down along the umbrella surface and fell on the rocks, splashing water.
"That person is really the Sixth Prince Xiao Chuhe?" the monk suddenly asked.
The man shook his head: "Although there are no flaws in many places, I suspect that he is not Xiao Chuhe because he is too similar. Xiao Chuhe has disappeared for four years. If he reappears, then he should become very unlike before. That Xiao Chuhe of his."
"Have you seen Xiao Chuhe?" The monk twisted the Buddha beads gently.
The man nodded: "I saw him from afar once in Apocalypse City. That time, I received an order to kill him. But someone preempted him. For so many years, I always thought he was dead."
The monk frowned: "Does everyone know about this?"
The man shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you know it or not, and it doesn't matter whether Xiao Chuhe is real or not. Dark River just needs an opportunity to step into that Apocalypse City."
"Then those two people below?" The monk looked at the two figures running wildly under the mountain.
"The next two people, the one in red, named Lei Wujie, is one of the most outstanding disciples of Leimen's generation. Although he does not know it, he has actually been selected by Leimen as the next Patriarch. The patriarch said, the first step for the dark river to walk into the sun starts with the destruction of the entire Thunder Gate." The man turned around.
"What about the other one?" the monk asked quietly.
The man did not speak, and walked down the mountain: "The chief of the patriarch meant that the sky of Beili is about to change. Instead of waiting for the turbulent times to come, and swaying in the wind like duckweed, it is better to create this turbulent world and become the new era Domination. This is a new era of Beili and a new era of Dark River."
"You are the Patriarch of the Su family, and your decision-making also has weight. Have you not persuaded the head of the family?" The monk called to him.
The man stopped and murmured: "We have been in the dark for too long."
The monk did not speak any more, just sighed heavily: "Now are you going to kill the two young men below? With your strength, some are too aggressive."
"No, I will go south overnight. I want to stop a person, and this person seems to rush to Kaminarimon. She will be a variable in this operation." The man gently turned the umbrella handle.
"Don't turn the umbrella handle. Every time you turn the umbrella handle, you feel that you want to kill." The monk turned the Buddha beads in his hand, "What kind of person can make you such a big enemy?"
"Sword Immortal Xueyue, Li Hanyi." The man slowly descended to the mountain.
The monk froze for a long time and sighed.
"The troubled times are coming."