The little demon may be able to understand the old man's mood.

This kind of mood is like doing evil in Qiyun Mountain for so many years. Countless people are afraid of seeing each other. After working hard to create a reputation, everyone will not recognize themselves when they go back. Is it a clue?

Of course, my own mess is incomparable to the old man Qi Yun's seven sons back then.

The hero is old, nothing is more painful than this.

"Grandpa, did your fourth junior brother and junior brother have no news later?" Xiao Yao asked.

Mr. Gong shook his head: "I had been inquiring for several years. Qi Yunshan had few people. The situation was chaotic at that time. Later, the country changed its rule, and one movement after another, which was even more impossible. I think, maybe both of them are no longer alive."

"Grandpa, tell me about the third catastrophe. The guy Zhang Jianzi didn't tell me in detail. I have to ask you about this." The little demon quickly changed the subject, while the old man was too sad.

"The third catastrophe." Mr. Gong smiled and said, "He didn't tell you in detail. It was right. He didn't know much about this. That guy was just a soft guy back then. When he arrived, the daylily would be cold."

"I x, I don't know this guy's feelings." Xiao Yao said.

"It's not that he didn't know that he was in Lucheng at that time, and this guy didn't dare to take it." Mr. Gong stood up, moved his waist, walked to the door to smoke, looked at the night sky, and said slowly: "Since the incident of Zhang Yuanhua and Zhang Daozun, almost not many people felt hopeful about this treasure in decades, because everyone believed that the treasure map was burned, until Lucheng released news that it was the treasure map again."

"This has to start with the fire in Laojun Cave. At that time, many masters were besieged by Zhang Yuanhua and Zhang Dao respectfully injured until he couldn't hold on. Before he died, he handed the painting over to a disciple around him and asked him to escape."

"I don't know who this disciple is. What is certain is that after rushing out of the sea of ​​fire, he was seriously injured and ran all the way. When he arrived near Lucheng, he couldn't run anymore, so he simply hid in a dilapidated and deserted little temple."

"This disciple accepted a little disciple in the temple. It was probably not long after that, his injuries relapsed and he saw that there was no way out. At that time, the situation on Qiyun Mountain was unclear. The disciple did not dare to go back to the mountain. Fortunately, he found an ancient tomb in the Heaven and Earth Knot next to the Taoist temple. He entered the tomb above and opened the most vicious gate of Qiyun Mountain, and martyred and protected the painting."

"Before this senior died, he left a letter and told the little disciple that if one day Qiyun Mountain restored its orthodoxy, he would let the little disciple find the disciple of Qiyun Mountain and hand it over to the Lord of Qiyun Mountain."

"No, if this is the case, then the little apprentice will not have to go to Qiyun Mountain for a long time. Why do you have to be entrusted for so many years?" Xiao Yao felt that this matter was unreasonable.

Mr. Gong smiled bitterly and said, "That little apprentice, it's a bit abnormal here."

Mr. Gong pointed at his head while his hand.

"A fool!? Leave such an important thing to a fool?!" Xiao Yao was so impressed.

Mr. Gong said, "This is also the extraordinary thing of this senior. If you look for a smart apprentice, the apprentice may have other ideas and the matter will be ruined. If you are a disciple who is not smart and honest, you can always do it if you remember the master's words."

"After that senior passed away, there were only one stupid disciple left in the temple, and he had a hard time living. The disciple didn't know a word about it, nor did he see the world, nor did he even come out of the mountain. He didn't know what Qiyun Mountain was. Later, the war was in chaos, so he couldn't go to Qiyun Mountain. It was delayed until the 37th year of the Republic of China."

"This year, this stupid disciple decided to go to the city to ask his colleagues about where Qiyun Mountain is. As soon as he entered the city, he met someone."

"Li Lazi!" Xiao Yao understood this.

Mr. Gong agreed and continued, "Li Cuzi, the man named Li Yu, is a close follower around his master. He is smart and has worked hard in his cultivation. Master likes him very much. But this person is too ambitious and always wants to make a name for himself. He sneaks into the Sutra Pavilion in Guanli and secretly learns his skills. He is discovered by his senior brother again and is caught. According to the rules of our Qiyun Mountain, if such a thing happens, he needs to clean up the door. But the master is kind and spares his life and drives him out of the master. This guy has since been wandering around the world and runs to Lucheng."

"After the stupid disciple entered Lucheng, he met Li Cutezi. Li Cutezi's mouth could turn black into white, which made the foolish disciple feel that he had found a friend, so he told Li Cutezi what his master said. Li Cutezi tricked him into the letter, read it, and was overjoyed, thinking that if this matter was done, he should be able to return to Qiyun Mountain."

"How did the Jianghu Dao Sect know about this?" Xiao Yao asked.

Mr. Gong sighed: "The thing happened to Li Cutezi. He was more than enough to deal with a fool, but he was so upset that he put the letter on himself. The foolish disciple regarded this letter as more important than his own life. How could he not be annoyed? He fought with Li Cutezi on the spot, and even said on the street that this was something left by his master, which was a big secret about Qiyun Mountain. Think about it, there are no people in Lucheng City, and the matter was revealed after such a shout."

"Li Cutezi coaxed the stupid disciple and asked where the ancient tomb was located, so he led the stupid disciple to dinner. He was besieged by a group of people on the way. The stupid disciple died and the letter was stolen. If it weren't for the help of blind man Zhang, Li Cutezi might have died."

"Li Cuzi and Zhang Xiaozi have a good relationship. They told Zhang Xiaozi about this and asked Zhang Xiaozi to do it with him. You don't know who Zhang Xiaozi is. You are a soft man and have no cultivation. You are not willing to do it. You hurriedly report to Gezaoshan. Li Cuzi had no choice but to take the risk by himself."

"I don't know much about what happened next. Anyway, Li Crooked Zi died, but the painting was handed over to the elder brother."

The little demon smiled and said, "Grandpa, who is the person you asked until Li Crooked?"

"Who?" the old man asked.

The little demon pointed out outside the door: "It's Xiaocao's grandfather Geng Erpao."

"Really or not?"

"When did I lied to you, me?"

Mr. Gong smiled: "Fate, it seems that Xiaocao is indeed destined to be with us Qiyun Mountain. I have to decide this granddaughter-in-law."

"Well, let's continue talking, let's continue talking." The little demon immediately turned green.

"At that time, we went down the mountain to act separately and waved to our disciples. The elder brother was at Zhenwu Temple outside Lucheng. He accidentally got an ancient painting. He was naturally happy, but he also found that Zhenwu Temple seemed to be targeted by someone, so he immediately sent someone to notify us and hurry up to pick us up."

"We rushed over without stopping when we received the letter, but it was still late." Mr. Gong shook his head in pain: "Senior Brother originally asked us to go to Zhenwu Temple, but it is very likely that he found that he could not stay in Zhenwu Temple anymore, so he left alone and wanted to return to Qiyun Mountain, but he was ambushed on the way and died young."

"That painting was copied back by the Lucheng Police Station. When we arrived, we got the news and rushed to the police station and wanted to get it back. But that night, when your second grandfather and I arrived, the other party also arrived. Both sides fought hard, and they almost lost both sides. During the fight, the police station caught fire and burned it clean. No one got the ancient painting, and there was no news again."

The little demon was extremely sorry and said, "Grandpa, have you never seen this ancient painting of love before?"

"Yes." Mr. Gong nodded and said, "There are few people who have seen this ancient painting, most of them died of misfortune."

Speaking of this ancient painting, Mr. Gong's face seemed a little wrong, but he quickly regained his expression.

Xiao Yao scratched her head and said, "Grandpa, I'll ask you something, Zhang Qingyang..."

"Hmm!" Xiao Yao mentioned this name, and Mr. Gong's eyes suddenly opened. He wanted to say something, but heard a noise outside the door.

At this time, it was already bright.

The two of them hurried out, but saw Shan Ji and others entering the yard, carrying Master Yu Er from behind.

"Aren't you asked you to go to the hospital? Why are you back?" Xiao Yao asked hurriedly.

Zhang Jianzi smiled bitterly: "You ask your second grandpa to go!"

The little demon ran over and found that Mr. Yu had woken up at this moment and was bandaged tightly.

"It's just some injuries. Why are you going to the hospital? I can't get used to living in that place!" Mr. Yu hummed.

"Second Grandpa, aren't you naughty? You are so seriously injured, why don't you stay in the hospital??" Xiao Yao turned to look at Shan Ji: "What do you think of the doctor?"

Shan Ji looked tired and said, "I was finally in danger of life after rescue. The doctor said he would not let him be discharged from the hospital, but your second grandfather got angry."

Mr. Gong stood beside him and nodded: "If you don't live, you won't live. The hospital is not safe. Now, the doctor doesn't understand the things in this door. It's good to live at home. If the blind man is here, I'm here too. Your second grandfather's injury can recover better."

"Then carry it in." The little demon said nothing.

"Senior brother, I have something to tell you." Mr. Yu struggled and half sat up.

Mr. Gong walked over, and the two of them muttered and looked at the little demon while talking. The little demon felt so angry that he was seen.

"Old 2, I was about to discuss this with you, but I had told Xiao Yao about it just now. I think it would be better to tell him together. What do you think?" Mr. Gong whispered.

Although the sound was not loud, the little demon could hear it clearly.

Is there any secret?

My dear mother, how many things did these two old men hide from me!?

"Senior brother, we are all old. Maybe we will meet the ancestor one day. Let me tell Xiao Yao about this. It just so happens that we are both here, so we can also testify." Mr. Yu smiled.

"Finish!" Mr. Gong straightened up and said, "The people in the Taoist sect have entered the house, Yun Fei, you can come in too."

A group of people looked at me and I looked at you, all of whom looked inexplicably.
Chapter completed!