Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming stood in the distance. He had already left. With the help of Fang Mu, he went to the temporary residence in eastern Anthony, but he was provoked by the sudden roar on the way, and listening to the place where the sound came, seemed to be the loft. Seeing that the eastern tribes were horrified, Fang Mu was anxious and he returned.

He saw the loft turned into a fly ash, and saw the woman in the ruins, saw the woman looking at herself, with a complex look, and saw the woman, now step by step, toward her.

Su Ming had a dark mask on his face. The outsider could only see the eyes under the black robe through the mask, and could not see the expression of Su Ming. In the process of the visit of the Woodlands, the security beside Su Ming The eastern tribes, one by one, respectfully bowed to the orchids until they stood in front of Su Ming.

Su Ming looked calm and looked at the beautiful and petite woman in front of her. This woman is very beautiful. She can't see the traces of the years on her face, and people can't tell her age.

"Auntie" Fang Mu is next to Su Ming, and he is very respectful and open.

Lan Lan did not seem to hear it. She looked at Su Ming, and her look was complicated, as if she wanted to speak and stop. The strange look made Su Ming wary.

"Mu brother, can you tell me your real name?" For a long time, Lan Lan whispered softly, and her voice was soft.

Su Ming's brow is slightly wrinkled and has no openings.

"When you think of something one day...you can come to Tian Hanzong to find me..." Lan Lan bowed his head and bowed to Su Ming. Once again, he looked at Su Ming deeply, and the eyes revealed that it was not complicated. It was a trace of mercy, turned and left.

"Your words, what do you mean." Su Ming always frowned. For this woman's inexplicable words, he was puzzled, but he did not know why, and there was a feeling of emptyness in his heart.

Lan Lan did not look back, step by step disappeared in the distance, she did not answer Su Ming's question or perhaps this problem, even she is still confused.

"Ink predecessors, the ground... She is my aunt, named Fang Lanlan. In ten years, the chain of mountains has been successful, and it has become a disciple of Tian Hanzong..." Fang Mu hesitated aside and whispered.

Su Ming nodded and looked at the face hidden in the distance at the end of the disappearance of the cypress, with doubts.

Ang is very large in the east. Although Su Ming is only on this mountain, he also feels the majesty of Anton. Fang Muben intends to be familiar with Su Ming in the east of Ang, but because of the appearance of Sulan Inexplicable irritability, directly returned to the designated residence in the eastern part of An, and silenced alone.

Fang Mu knows that Su Ming’s character is weird. He prefers to let people send food and some fruits, and then he will respectfully leave.

The room is not big, it rises up the mountain, there is no sense of dampness, sometimes the breeze blows, it makes people feel refreshed, but now Su Ming is sitting on the stone bed with his knees, and these are ignored, and the blue orchid appears in his mind. With a trace of pity, this gaze made Su Ming more and more annoyed at the same time.

Uncontrollable boredom, he always felt that Lan Lan did not say anything.

"When I was with Fang Shen in the attic, this woman should be there too... After I left, I didn't know what happened, which caused the attic to collapse, and the woman was also injured...

Her previous look was not like a fake, and... In her capacity, there is no need to falsify in front of me. ”

"What is the meaning of her words... When I think of something one day, I can go to Tian Hanzong to find her... What do I think of?" Su Ming couldn't understand it, his eyes flashed and hesitated.

"Thinking of what... If this sentence is reversed, it means that I have forgotten something, so I will have thoughts. But I, forgot what?" Su Ming closed his eyes, he would not have a sentence The words are chaotic, but even he can't understand. Why, after listening to this sentence and the pity of the other person, he is inexplicably irritated, as if he wants to yell, he suddenly finds himself a dumb ( Baidu seeks the magic to quickly play, the ear root book fan official yy: 3943), can't make a sound.

Su Ming closed his eyes and carefully recalled his memory, starting with a slight blur of childhood, until now, for a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Looking at the mystery!" Su Ming sneered, although his heart was still upset, but forced to let himself stop thinking about this matter, but slowly immersed in meditation, let himself slowly calm down.

The passage of time, soon is the night, the night of the night in the east, because of the fog outside, no longer the excitement of the past, but a silence.

On this night, Su Ming tried to settle for many times, but it was only when the dawn was about to calm down the mind, and the irritability of the words of the Lanlan was calmed down, but even though it subsided, in the heart of Su Ming, this scene happened today, but It is like a seed, buried deeply.

The next day, in the early morning, there should be sunshine, but because the fog is too big, even the sun is covered, making the sky misty and dim.

Fortunately, the peaks of this eastern part of the mountain have their special layout. If the line of sight on this mountain is not too far away, it can be seen faintly. In the early morning, Fangmu is coming.

He brought a message from his father.

Allow Su Ming to become a Hakka in the east of Ang, enjoy all the treatments of the Anton Hakka, and join this trip to the Lushan secret road.

"Ink predecessors, in fact, you do not need to enter Lushan (Baidu seeks the magic to quickly fight, the ear of the book fans official yy: 3943) secret road ... there is said to be very dangerous, the entrants of our three tribes are not many, mostly Recruiting Hakkas.

And there, life and death are often on the front line, and the three parts seem to be harmonious. Actually, there are a lot of infighting, especially in the hidden land of Lushan Mountain. This is especially true..." Fang Mu refers to the bow of Su Ming, and goes to the eastern mountain peak. At the top, his father and several of the leaders of the family waited there, sending the next group of people into the hidden places of Lushan.

"Every time the fog rises in the early morning, when the secret road of Lushan is opened, many people will die." What kind of herbs are needed by the predecessors, you can tell me, I let the father arrange for people to pick it up. Fang Mu took Su Ming to the top of the mountain and whispered, his face with anxiety, although the meaning of concern was related to himself, but it was rare.

Su Ming’s eyes were soft and the boy in front of him had a good impression in the past four years.

"Nothing, I am cautious after I go in." Su Ming's voice is no longer indifferent, raising his hand and touching the head of Fang Mu, as when he was a child, he often touched his head.

For Su Ming’s action, Fang Mu’s action is obviously that over the years, Su Ming’s indifference and loneliness have given him too much impression. Now this move makes him somewhat uncomfortable, listening to it. The official book of the ear-root book yy: 3943) After Su Ming’s answer, he quickly ignored the matter and sighed.

"Predecessors have decided that the younger generation will not persuade, but the predecessors must be careful of the other two Hakkas, who can enter the Lushan secret road, there is no weak..." Fang Mu said, taking a roll of wood from his arms and handing it to him. Su Ming.

"Predecessors, you have helped me in these years. In addition to looking for herbs for you, the younger generation has nothing to do. This scroll has some information about Yanchi and Pu'er Hakka people, hoping to help the seniors."

Su Ming heard that he took over the scroll, and opened it. There are a lot of Xiaoyu in it, and there are some portraits, especially those that have wood chips on the body. It seems that they should have just been carved.

"Also, every family that enters the Lushan secret road in the east of Anshan has the opportunity to choose the same kind of savage device. Abba let me tell the predecessors. When I choose, I will choose the whip." Fang Mu whispered It didn't take long for Su Ming to come to the top of this eastern mountain peak.

The ground is flat, if the peak is cut off, the fog is quite thick, and it is faintly visible in the middle of the place. There are nine figures sitting cross-legged.

There are seven people around, there are two people in the middle, can not see the look, but can feel the power of blood from the two bodies.

Sending Su Ming here, Fang Mu retreats a few steps and stands in the distance. In this orderly tribe, he is the son of the patriarch, and he cannot be close in this occasion.

Su Ming looked calm and walked toward the nine people in front. As he approached, he slowly became dignified. Among the nine people, none of them were strong.

Especially among the seven people who are surrounded, the oldest one in the top, this person is wearing a blue robes, white hair, although he is closed, he can sit there, like a dragon and a tiger, let Su Ming’s heartbeat Speed ​​up all of a sudden.

On the left side of the old man, it was the An Dong patriarch who looked at Su Ming with a smile on his face.

On the right side of the old man, there is also a strong man sitting, but this person should not be too tall. Even if it is a knee-high knee, it should be shorter than Fang Shen, but the breath that is released from him is not weaker than the Xuan round. Obviously he has already started dusting.

The eyes swept away, and the seven people who surrounded the outside, in addition to the old man and this slightly short man, and one person, also reached the dust, this person is also an old man, wearing a black robe, facing back to Su Ming .

"Good one east, I see now, there are three dusts... and the old man in the blue robe gives me the feeling that it is more than the Xuan round... The rest of the people are also bloody, I am afraid they are all eight. More than a hundred or more.

Moreover, this should not be the whole of the power of the eastern part of the country... As for the two men in the middle, is it the Hakka who wants to enter the Lushan secret road with me? Su Ming did not move, and stopped in the footsteps.

"You are Mosu?" A cold voice came slowly. The person who spoke was sitting next to the little dusty man, a middle-aged man in a red robe. The man looked cold, despite the fog. But when the words are floating, it also contains chill.

"Yes.

"Su Ming calmly opened.

"You are halfway to join me in the east, want to become a Hakka, and even make ridiculous demands, want to enter the Lushan secret road, this matter despite the patriarch's guarantee, but the sudden arrival of the person must be intentional misconduct, but also with The mask is ridiculous. Unless he can prove his qualifications, today, I don’t agree!” The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes gazing at Su Ming’s body, he did not look at it, but stared at his opposite East patriarch. )