Through the dim light, you can vaguely see the mess on the other side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info There was nothing in the translucent light.

But Chong Xuan knows that something is wrong, and I'm afraid this is the only clue to find Chunqi. "Go in and take a look for the teacher, you are on guard outside, and by the way, search the surroundings again. ”

Danshu couldn't, so he had to take the order.

Chong Xuan pinched and flew into the ball of light.

Almost instantly, the light collapsed, shrunk into a dot, and vanished.

"Master!"

The change was too quick for Danshu to react, and he rushed to the spot where the light had disappeared, trying to catch the last bit of light. But the white ball of light disappeared cleanly, as if it had never existed.

Chong Xuan entered the light cluster, only to feel that the air around him suddenly stagnated, and his cultivation was as advanced as his, and he was slightly out of breath.

It seems that someone has stopped everything in the light cluster, even the air current.

From the outside, the light cluster is about seven feet in diameter, but inside it is much more than that. At a glance, the interior space is too vast to be seen.

"It's just a method of grafting flowers and trees, and moving another place to the light cluster. There are a lot of people who can do this, but who is so debted?" Chong thought to himself, "Did Tsubaki also stray here?

Chong Xu stood on a sword, closing his eyes and concentrating on the breath of Tsubaki. His consciousness wandered through the light cluster, and he quickly figured out the general scene inside the light cluster.

It turned out to be a small village.

It looks a little familiar, like a settlement that lives by water. There is a murmuring stream in front of the village, a few weeping willows bend and bend, and although the houses are old, they are also scattered, which is very idyllic. But where exactly had I seen this scene, Chong Xuan didn't seem to remember. There are many such villages in the south, which are everywhere like mushrooms, and if there is water, they will grow, and if there is no water, they will move. The village also looks very normal.

It's just too quiet. Don't say that the people in the village don't even have living creatures like insects and birds.

Chong Xuan walked down from the sword, and Dafang entered from the entrance of the village.

Although Tsubaki's breath is absent, it doesn't seem to be too dangerous for the time being.

This kid doesn't know what sins he created in his previous life, and in this life, he meets all kinds of demons and monsters, and sometimes he wonders if there are few "people" around him.

Unfortunately, all kinds of demons and ghosts will not be too difficult for him in the end.

Chong Xu thought about it while carefully observing the houses in the village. All the portals were wide open, and the farming tools were scattered on the ground, as if the person holding the farming tools had suddenly disappeared.

Chong Xuan walked for a while, and gradually found that Tsubaki's breath was weakening.

Is this time really moving?

Chong Xu took out a handful of pieces of paper from his sleeve and spilled them on the ground. The pieces of paper fell to the ground and turned into a group of small people, running in all directions.

Chong Xuan pinched the puppet technique with one hand, and with the other hand, he clenched the long sword he was standing with just now, and walked deeper steadily.

Suddenly, a burst of fire appeared in the southwest direction, and Chong Xuan raised his sword and headed that way.

The paper man has already been burned in half.

Chongxu swung his sword and slashed at it, stabbing something like a baby, and the thing let out a baby-like scream and fled to a nearby room.

Where would Chong Xuan let it go? He moved, swung his sword several times, and then trapped the thing in front of the door of the house, unable to escape half a step.

A small reddish-brown fox, still young, trembled under the Chong Xuan Sword.

Chong Xuan put away his sword, paced closer, and crouched down to look at it.

"The talent is high. Chong Xuan said, "You are so young, you should be less than 300 years old, right? ”

The little fox's forehead flashed with white light, and he pounced violently, rushing sideways to dodge.

The little fox limped to the back of the house. Rushing after it, I saw it burrow into the roots of the willow tree behind the house.

The willow tree was half prosperous and half withered, and it was somewhat similar to the giant trees on Cangwu Mountain. The trunk is very thick, and the roots of the tree are undulating in the ground, leaving many pores. The little fox had just gotten into one of them, and there should be more space underneath.

Chong Xuan had no heart to cherish the grass and trees, and slashed directly at the root of the tree with a sword. The old willow foot was surrounded by three or four people, but it couldn't withstand the power of Chongxu's sword, and the roots were broken along the sword qi, the incision was neat, and there were no silk thorns. The massive stem crashed to the ground, stirring up a lot of dust.

The stump was only two or three inches above the ground, and a large hole in the middle was exposed under the bark.

Two adult red foxes lay with their necks crossed, and the little fox curled up in their arms, seemingly unconscious. The wound on its lower abdomen was still bleeding, and the hole smelled of blood.

Chong Xuan crouched down and touched its forehead.

"Hun Yuanzhu can only create fantasies in your heart, none of which are true. Chong Xuan softened slightly, "Why do you want to disperse your hundreds of years of cultivation and just ask for such an illusion?"

No wonder this village is so familiar. This is one of the villages in Xunjiangyuan that was affected by the miasma. At that time, Chongxu was running around several villages and towns, killing all kinds of demonized spirits, and suppressing the demon fish and ghost dragons who took the opportunity to make waves. This village in Xunjiangyuan, he only glanced at it a few times, and then handed it over to Danshu.

So you're from here.

"Give me back my disciples. Chong Xu, "I can let you go." ”

The little fox didn't seem to be able to hear what he was saying. It licked its nose, clawed over its eyes, and burrowed its head deeper into the arms of the two red foxes.

The two red foxes did not move at all, and they had been dead for a long time.

Chong Xuan squatted on the ground and looked at it for a while, sighed and continued to patrol the village.

Since this place was created by Hun Yuanzhu according to the memory of the little fox, and the little fox didn't know Tsubaki before, then the place where Tsubaki is located must be a place that is not in harmony with the whole environment.

The village was silent, and I searched room by room, only to hear the creak of wood as I pushed open the door.

Many of the rooms were empty, or there were only a few pieces of large furniture, and there was no popularity at all. Only the room in front of the willow tree, the table and chairs, the tea set, the window bell, the half-open powder box in the makeup box, the pampas herbs on the door frame, and the small stove with incense lit on the machine, almost everything. It seems that the master has just left and will return immediately.

It seems that the little fox is very familiar with this room, otherwise he would not remember it so clearly, even the bluegrass embroidery on the bed net is vivid.

Chong Xu walked in and lifted the bed tent, only to see a person he didn't expect.

"Mr. May?"

Fox (XVII)

Tsubaki woke up in a daze and immediately felt dizzy and throbbing. He knew that it was because he had consumed too much spiritual power and his spirit was not good.

He opened his eyes and looked at what appeared to be a small attic. The sunlight shone in obliquely through the pane, and there was a little quiet and quiet peace.

Ann Ning is a ghost. Tsubaki thought to herself, what about the little fox? Did Senior Brother Hua Kan get sent back to Cangwu by that messy communication note? How did I get here?

He sighed and sat up, rubbing his knees.

It hurts to death, it must be a tendon.

As he moved, the wound on his tongue sharpened, reminding him that he had sucked a mouthful of blood from there.

In addition, the injury on the nasal bone was not good, this pain and that pain, Tsubaki was in a very bad mood for a while.

When I went back, I had to be punished by my master...... The last time I used a spell to move the text in a book to paper, I was discovered!

Tsubaki walked slowly down the stairs and found that there was a delicate room below, and it smelled faintly of medicinal herbs.

What's even more terrifying is that Shizun is standing next to the bed, holding the bed tent in one hand, and is looking back at him.

"Silk ...... Filaments!" Tsubaki's tongue hurt so badly that she was almost speechless. When he saw the man in white lying on the bed, he couldn't even think of a sentence. “……… Filamentium, ......... "A hundred years of pure heart and few desires, is it going to be ruined?!"

Chong Xu's face was expressionless: "Tuck your chin away." The teacher just came to look for you and found that Mr. Mei was also trapped here. ”

"Oh. Tsubaki said obediently. But his eyes still stopped on Chongxu's hand holding the bed net.

"Why are you upstairs? What is upstairs? Do you remember how you got in?" Chong Xuan coughed, and said seriously.

Tsubaki was about to speak, but after thinking about it, he drew a communication note: "It's an attic above, it's very small, and there's not much to it." I fainted and don't know how I got here. ”

Chong took the communication charm from Chunqi with black lines on his head, and said while dismantling: "You use this communication charm well." It is also necessary to talk to the teacher in person, and it is also necessary to send someone to the main hall. ”

Chunqi hurriedly sent another one: "Master, my tongue is injured." I didn't have a choice. Master forgive the apprentice, the apprentice will never dare next time. ”

After looking at it, he said helplessly: "Although you haven't been messing around for a day or two, this time it's really risky." Not to mention, Hua Kan is such a big living person, you actually wrapped it with ordinary communication runes. You also know that the runes are written by spiritual power, and they can easily dissipate halfway, so what if you can only send out some of them?

Tsubaki hung his head and sent one cowardly: "I know that I am wrong." This time, the runes were drawn with my blood, and at that time, I was lucky, and I felt that the yang blood on the tip of my tongue was full of spiritual power, and there was a great chance of success. ”

Chong Humility's heart moved.

"Did you also solve his poison?" Chong Xuan asked, "In addition to drawing talismans with blood on the tip of your tongue, what spells did you try on Hua Kan?"

Tsubaki shook his head and sent a few short words: "No." ”

Chong Xuan thought about it for a while, and Zhao Chunqi stepped forward: "Come over and see the injury for the teacher." ”

Tsubaki shuffled slowly and walked over.

As soon as Chong Xuan saw it, he knew that the kid must have been injured again, so he squatted down and showed him his knees: "The teacher knows that you had to do it as a last resort at that time, and you didn't mean to risk Hua Kan's life." But you should have informed the teacher from the beginning, and you rushed up by yourself, but you couldn't beat others, and you got it like this. In the past, when you met a big demon, you were fine, but you were lucky? Your senior brother was half dead in a hurry outside, and he was also panicked when he first received the news. Do you know that there are many people who are worried about your life? If something really happens to you and Hua Kan this time......

Chong nagged and nagged, and suddenly felt a drop of water on his neck.

When I looked up, I saw that Tsubaki was really crying.

Chong Xuan hurriedly stood up and hugged the baby apprentice into his arms: "Okay, okay, it's okay." In the future, let's stay away from demons and monsters. That's what it means to not let you go down the mountain because of the teacher. You can see monsters once a day when you stay in the mountains, and you won't be tossed to death by them when you really go down the mountain......"

Chong is the kind of boundless wordy, and when Chunqi stopped his tears and broke out of his arms, he was still chattering: "...... Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys in the world are big dealers who get involved in flowers and grass, what about a few of you, bitter and bitter, young and old, young and old, bears and bears, making trouble, renovating every day, it is really ......... to be a teacher."

Chunqi hurriedly drew a talisman: "Does the master know why Mr. Mei is here? What kind of place is this?"

Chong Xuan finally paid attention to the matter, frowned and said: "This is the illusion created by Hun Yuanzhu, that little fox used his nearly three hundred years of cultivation to exchange this village. Mr. Mei also happens to be from Xunjiangyuan, so I think this room may be her boudoir. ”

Tsubaki painted again: "Before, it was Mr. Mei who led us to the giant trees in the back mountain. Does she have anything to do with the little fox?"

Chong Xuan shook his head: "What you saw before is probably the incarnation of the little fox." Hun Yuanzhu was on its forehead, and it was normal to not see that it had demonic energy. As I have just seen, Mr. Mei has been drugged and has been asleep for about a night, and should be able to wake up soon. ”

About overnight. In other words, since yesterday evening, the "Mr. Mei" who invited Hua Kan to go to the back mountain has already been a little fox?

Chong Xuan said: "These things can be discussed later, for now, the teacher will take a look at your injuries first, and let's go out and talk about the rest." ”

He motioned for Chunqi to open his mouth, and Chunqi obediently did so, and saw that his master's face suddenly darkened.

"Do you call this the tip of your tongue?" Chong Xuan was furious, "Your tongue is about to bite off!

Tsubaki subconsciously wanted to speak: "Filamentous ......"

"Shut up!" Chong Xuan rudely pulled him aside, stuffed the light ball in his hand into his mouth, and began to nag again: "Why can't you let people save some snacks! And 'blood on the tip of the tongue'! If you really can't speak in the future, see what you will do! It's a shame that the teacher didn't let Danshu in, if he saw it, he wouldn't be able to break that fox into thousands of pieces, it would be considered reasonable!"

Bar, la, la, la. The rest of Tsubaki didn't pay attention, and the afterglow kept staring at the person on the bed.

Mr. Mei had a sachet hanging from his waist, but the sachet was not scented, it was clearly a trace of demonic energy.

"Master, I'm really fine. Tsubaki moved her tongue and found that the wound had basically healed except for a little numbness. "Besides, Shizun is so powerful, even if I make myself to ashes, Shizun can save me. ”

Chong Xuan blew up his non-existent beard: "Save your head! Go back and copy twenty scriptures!"

"Oh. Tsubaki was disappointed on the surface, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Being punished for copying scriptures means that the matter is over, and no matter how big a mistake is made, the master will not pursue it again. Twenty is a bit much, but when the time comes, call Shang Hua Kan, Senior Brother Xiuhe and Senior Brother, and the four of them can copy it in two or three days.

The master and apprentice were noisy, and they didn't notice that the person on the bed slowly opened their eyes.