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[28th year of the Tianwu calendar, July 1st]

It took me a year to walk all over the rivers and rivers in Luzhou, and I saw with my own eyes that the flood had flooded the rice fields and villages, I walked among the victims, looked at the river embankments, watched the floods, and I used a pen to record every inch of land while practicing calligraphy, and I even wrote down the population of each village.

A great man once said that if you want to write a really good article, you can't just talk on paper, without investigation, you don't have a voice.

I think I'm ready, no matter what I ask for this year's Luzhou scientific expedition, I can answer it fluently, and I will immediately rush to the capital 'Shangdang County' to participate in the township test.

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[28th year of the Tianwu calendar, July 15th]

Shuangqiu Mountain, Mountain Temple.

Rain.

"Boom!"

Lightning streaked across the night sky, and thunder roared.

"Wow, it's the Night's Watch!!"

"The night watchman is coming, the night watchman is really coming!"

"Run!"

The little foxes in the temple were completely panicked after seeing the eight big characters of "patrolling the mountains and keeping vigil, and all evils retreating", and one by one the fox feathers stood upright, just like cotton that suddenly exploded.

Thirteen Xiaobao's face was sweating like rain, and his legs instinctively jumped, and he hung on the little white fox's body with a sudden, his body curled up like a leather ball.

The little white fox was already frightened in his heart, and was hung by a "leather ball" again, so he instinctively took a step away from his short legs, picked up the thirteen little treasures and ran around in the mountain temple.

However, the door had been blocked by the "night watchman" who had entered, and she could only circle around the stone statue of the mountain god, her two small short legs like a spinning windmill.

And at this moment, the "night watchman" wearing the hat slowly raised his head, revealing an impeccable and delicate face under the hat.

This young man of about 20 years old has delicate facial features like the person in the painting.

Mr. Big just glanced at it, and his heart trembled, because this is definitely an existence that eclipses the most amazing male fox of the fox clan.

Eyes as black as ink, eyebrows as straight as a sword, a perfect combination of facial features, coupled with an arrogant and cold temperament, there is no man in the world who is unsurpassed.

Relying on the strength of the fox clan to judge the demon by appearance, Mr. Big is almost certain in his heart that a person with such a peerless appearance is definitely not a mortal.

"Boom!"

A sword roared.

The young man at the gate of the temple drew out the long sword hanging on the wooden box behind his back, the sword was three feet nine inches long, and the sound of the sword was as clear as a dragon, revealing a cold chill.

He did not step into the temple, but stood quietly in front of the temple gate, chanting in a low voice.

"A full house of three thousand drunken guests, a sword frost and fourteen states!"

Although it was only a poem, it had already made the young man's body exude a powerful momentum, and this feeling was like a peerless divine sword showing its edge.

"Whew!"

The cold wind blew into the mountain temple, and the leaves on the incense table were rolled up.

Mr. Big's heart was awe-inspiring, he felt the pressure he had never felt before, if it wasn't for the door being blocked, he would have run away by now.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, a cicada chirped.

On the dead tree, the cicada that had given up seemed to be awakened by this low chanting, and the desire to survive made her make a final struggle, and she actually broke free from the claws of the ghost-faced spider.

The cicada was relieved, and immediately spread its wings and flew up from the dead tree.

She's flying!

Fly!

Shake in the rainstorm.

The raindrops hit her back, and she wanted to fly higher, but she couldn't.

This made her realize that something was wrong, and she instinctively glanced at her wings, and then she realized that her left wing had been bitten off in half by the ghost-faced spider.

Look at the dead tree, where there is still a piece of body left.

The cicada's eyes widened suddenly.

She got it!

Her body had long been cut in two by the ghost-faced spider's claws, and the tail section had been eaten away, leaving only an empty shell.

Originally......

I'm already dead?

Such a thought flashed, and the cicada no longer had the slightest strength, and was blown by the wind and fell from the sky.

"Smack!"

It just fell between Mr. Big and Youth.

Mr. Big looked at the cicadas on the ground, and then at the long sword in the young man's hand, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead: "Good poetry, good sword energy!"

This is a real master!

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When I was seventeen years old, I thought I had caught the whole summer, and when I was twenty years old, I thought I was about to be named on the gold list, but as a result, I ran into a fox spirit who had cultivated for thousands of years?

"Sure enough, this world is very dangerous, I should be more reluctant, right?" Yan Ruyu's gaze also fell on the cicada.

Seriously, he was already very careful, even though it was raining heavily, he still carefully observed, there were no lights in this dilapidated mountain temple, under normal circumstances, there should be no people or monsters.

But this luck doesn't seem to be reasonable with him, not only did he run into a monster, but also met a thousand-year-old fox spirit who could "snap his fingers"?

Yan Ruyu's heart was a little panicked.

Because, just now, he clearly heard the chirping of the cicada, and then, the cicada flying in the air died, and there was only half of its body left, and the fracture was as smooth as a knife.

Did this old fox really make a move just now?

Don't see clearly?

Well, it's the scariest thing to not see clearly!

Yan Ruyu looked at the old fox in front of him again, and at this glance, he found that the old fox in front of him was dressed very "fashionably".

He wears a felt hat and a strip of cloth on his chest, and the word "master" is written on the strip of cloth.

Regardless of whether this "master" is true or not, just saying that he can read and write means that he is educated, and generally this kind of monster often practices spells and is very strong.

Yan Ruyu actually has culture, and he gained fame three years ago, supported by a heroic and righteous spirit, usually the little demon can't hurt him at all, but the 'Wen Palace' has not been opened, and his strength has not been fully exerted, he thought that Yin Shi could scare the other party away by drawing his sword, but he kicked the iron plate at once?

Well......

It's time to admit it!

Yan Ruyu guessed that the reason why the other party didn't kill him at the first time should be because he was afraid of his identity as a 'night watchman', afraid that there would be faceless companions behind him, plus he brought five more "cute babies", in order to avoid losing both, so the first shot was just a warning.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, there was a muffled sound of "dong" in his ears.

After the little white fox held the thirteen little treasures in the temple several times, he finally fainted and hit his head on the leg of the dilapidated stone statue of the mountain god.

"Whoa!"

The two goods fell to the ground.

Thirteen Little Treasures were full of question marks.

The little white fox was completely paralyzed, two little short legs split a fork on the ground, and a pair of big round eyes looked around blankly: "Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?"

"This little white fox looks quite cute in a red belly pocket, I wonder if it will be more cute if I take off my belly pocket?" Yan Ruyu heard the movement and instinctively glanced at the little white fox.

It's just that the light in the temple is a little dim, and he can't see it too clearly.

However, the little white fox noticed that Yan Ruyu was staring at her.

"Wow, help, Brother Thirteen, help me!!"

"Who???," Thirteen Little Treasures was awakened by the cry of the little white fox and shook his head violently.

Then, he found that the "night watchman" in front of him was looking at the little white fox "with a look of fascination", and there was obviously a strong interest in his eyes.

Thirteen Xiaobao was anxious, he knew that some humans had special hobbies, and their favorite was the little white fox, a fox spirit that had not yet grown up.

"Stop, don't think I don't know why you're here, isn't it the ancient Dao sect that covets our fox clan? I warn you, I'm the best ...... in the Shuangqiu Fox Clan."

"Thirteen, closed ...... Shut up!" Mr. Big was frightened by the words of Thirteen Little Treasures, and when he looked at Yan Ruyu again, he found that Yan Ruyu's eyes were obviously lit up.

Bad!

If there was no matter of the ancient Dao Sect, maybe there would be a glimmer of life on the ground begging for mercy, but now that the secret is exposed, I am afraid that the entire Shuangqiu Fox Clan will be intimidated.

Mr. Big's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

And Yan Ruyu was indeed shocked by the words of the Thirteen Little Treasures.

"Dao Sect Ancient Scripture?"

He remembered very well that all the Dao Sect Ancient Texts in this world had been burned, and under normal circumstances, there shouldn't be any Dao Sect Ancient Sects, right?

Wait, shouldn't I know about this?

Bad!

If there was no matter of the Taoist Ancient Sect, maybe the two parties would still be able to go their separate ways, but now that the secret has been exposed, it is possible for this old fox to take the risk of killing people and destroying his mouth.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky.

The wind is more urgent!

Rain, even more!