Shi Qing came to the foot of the mountain, passed through the peach blossom forest, looked at the black servant lying on the ground, glanced at the wine bottle and wine jar on the stone table, it seemed that he had drunk a lot, helped him up, and walked towards the thatched house.

In front of the thatched house, Shi Ji stood there in a daze, her eyes glazed over, and rays of sunlight shone on her from the gap between the peach blossoms.

Shi Qing helped the black servant into the thatched hut, let him rest in his room, and then walked out again.

On Wudang Mountain, the plaque of the Halal Taoist Temple was thrown aside, ready to be burned as firewood, and the main hall was no longer dedicated to the ancestor of Bodhi, but the golden body of yarn. The white wolf cleaned the inside and out, painted it again, and looked at it here, it felt good!

The grizzly bear was carrying a plaque on his back and carrying a large bag of things up the mountain.

Shi Qing looked at the big grizzly bear walking in front of him and said, "Grizzly bear donor~"

When the big grizzly bear heard the voice, he looked back, there was no one, and when he turned around, Shi Qing was standing in front of him!

Shi Qing looked at the things behind the big grizzly bear, and asked with a large bag, "Where is the yarn?"

The grizzly bear shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." I won't talk to you anymore, buddy is still waiting for me to go back. ”

Shi Qing looked at the big grizzly bear and asked again, "What are you going to do with this big bag?"

The big grizzly bear turned around and said, "Jianshasha...", suddenly remembered the words of the white wolf, it couldn't be that the group of monks knew, let alone let Shi Qing know, so he quickly covered his mouth and said, "It's steamed buns, I'm leaving." With that, the soles of his feet slipped away like oil.

The big grizzly bear climbed the ninety-nine steps of stairs, looked back behind him, and was relieved that he didn't see Shi Qing's figure.

The white wolf came out and said, "Hurry up and get it done!"

In the distance, Shi Qing watched the two of them turn this halal Taoist temple into a yarn temple, which was a real headache, although the halal real person was gone, but it was too bottomless to mess around like this. When I came to the main hall, I looked at the golden statue of the Bodhisattva, changed it, and covered her face with a veil, so that she couldn't recognize it as a yarn.

The white wolf and the big grizzly bear walked in, and when they saw the release in the main hall, they were stunned for a moment, and they felt like a catastrophe was coming. With a bang, the plaque held by the grizzly bear fell, revealing the words under the red cloth.

Shi Qing glanced at the plaque, walked over, lifted the red cloth, looked at the three words of the yarn temple, frowned slightly, and swiped his fingers, turning into the three words of the fog yarn temple. Said: "You must not tell the world that this is the temple of Shasha, which will cause unnecessary trouble to Shasha, Shasha is the reincarnation of Mokoshagar, this is an immutable fact, if future generations know that there is a temple dedicated to Mokoshagar, it will bring disaster here." ”

The big grizzly bear was still confused, and the white wolf nodded and said, "I'm sorry, we were ignorant and almost caused unnecessary trouble to Sasha." ”

Shi Qing put his hand on their foreheads, touched their heads, and said, "With the support of your beliefs, Shasha will definitely be better." Can you see any trace of the yarn?"

The grizzly bear and the white wolf shook their heads, Shi Qing lowered his head and pondered, Sasha was not in the thatched hut, nor in the peach blossom forest, nor here, where had she gone?

The petals fell on them, and the breeze gently lifted and covered them with a few more petals.

Ye Di slowly opened her eyes, looking at the blue clouds during the day, a few petals fell down, feeling a little headache, as if she had drunk too much, she felt that there was a soft thing in her hand, she looked down at the gauze lying on her body, her own hand clasped her waist, and was stunned for a moment, what is going on?!

Sasha slept in his arms, her cheeks were red, and she was still drunk and asleep, and she couldn't wake up for a while.

Ye Tu took off her coat and spread it on the ground, gently put down the yarn, let her sleep for a while, stood up, and looked around, this did not seem to be a peach blossom forest, the clusters of white flowers on the trees exuded an attractive fragrance.

Each flower reveals something that resembles a soul - the Heroic Spirit Flower, a plant that grows in the Ghost Realm, a soul-eating plant that devours souls. However, this is not a ghost world. Looking at the flowers here, there are layers of thick bone powder under the petals under the feet.

Ye Tu looked down at Sasha, picked up her princess, and continued here, which was not good for her soul.

Walking through the Heroic Spirit Flower Spirit Tree, it is said that the petals that fall are the tears of the devoured spirit, so the feeling of beauty and desolation here is very strong.

The petal rain fell, a slender figure appeared in the petals, slowly walked out, a pair of watery eyes looked at the night that came over, pursed his lips, a white dress fluttering, showing fragrant shoulders and deep grooves Chu Chu pitifully said: "Why do you want to leave me? Stay here with me? This will be our paradise... Night..."

Ye Tu said indifferently as ice: "Our name is not what you and other lowly things can call. Holding the yarn, he walked over directly, stepped on a heroic spirit flower tree, stepped on it, and the heroic spirit flower tree broke into several sections.

The phantom of the Heroic Spirit Flower Tree didn't even have time to scream, and it was completely annihilated by the Soul Fly. The surrounding Heroic Spirit Flower Trees all moved out of the way, making way for him to get out.

Ye Tu glanced down at the yarn and walked slowly, stepping on all the weeds that stood in her way.

In the town of Jiangxi, Shi Qing looked around, and there was no trace of yarn everywhere. The white wolf and the grizzly bear also looked around for Sasha, and Shi Ji stayed in the thatched hut with the black servants.

Tong Zhen, who was running around on the street, saw a familiar figure, hurriedly chased after him, grabbed him, and saw that it was Shi Qing, and shouted happily: "Master Qingqing!"

Shi Qing looked down at the person holding his hand, passed a lot, looked at the man in front of him a little familiar, and said uncertainly: "But innocence?"

Innocently smiled and nodded, I didn't expect Shi Qing to be as young as sixteen years ago, as if there was no trace of time, and he still looked in his twenties. Curious, he asked, "Why is Shi Qing still like this?" as if he won't get old. ”

Shi Qingwan smiled and said, "How can there be no immortal people? It's just that the poor monks are aging slowly." ”

Tong Zhen nodded and asked, "What is Master Shiqing looking for? ”

Shi Qing looked at Tong Zhen and asked, "Do you see Yarn Daoist? There is another man like this beside her." He took out a blank piece of paper from his bosom, and when he opened it, the appearance of yarn and night appeared on the white paper.