After Sanqing opened his eyes, the basement had returned to darkness, and he faintly felt that the Taoist priest who had turned into a wisp of soul and lived in his body or somewhere in his soul actually had a feeling of solidarity with him.

"Don't worry, Dao Chief, but if you are me, if I am not you, I will definitely help you do it!" Sanqing touched his chest, said resolutely, and then walked under the entrance.

He glanced at the ground, which was three meters above the intersection, and his palms sweated at the thought that he had jumped from above. Just now, it was the dust Taoist priest who controlled his body, he was able to do these things beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and now his body has regained its freedom, he doesn't know if he can still do it, but he still has the courage to try.

As a result, with just a slight jump, he felt as if he had taken off, and at once he grabbed the edge of the entrance, and with a tug of his hands, he returned to the south wing. The bronze tripod in the basement shattered inch by inch and turned into ashes the moment Sanqing left.

When Sanqing returned to the south wing, the soldier was taking out a cigarette from his pocket and preparing to smoke, and handed one to Fan Youwei, who was quietly staying aside, Fan Youwei was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to pick it up or not. I thought to myself, this big man isn't playing tricks on me, he won't smoke if he picks me up, will he think that I don't give face and beat me?

Fan Youwei was thinking about it, but the soldier withdrew the cigarette, and Sanqing also happened to appear suddenly, so the soldier shifted his attention to Sanqing, and Fan Youwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, from the sky?" The soldier looked at Sanqing suspiciously, although the light was insufficient, he could still roughly determine the height from the south wing to the basement, a child as big as Sanqing, it was already a great thing to be able to jump down, jumping up from below? No matter how much his master Li Laosan trained Sanqing, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"Hmm!" Sanqing nodded, his tone seemed to be much more mature than before.

"This ......" the soldier still felt incredulous, and he poked his head into the basement again, and he frowned as he poked his head into the basement, where there really wasn't anything outside to climb on.

"Uncle Bing, I still have something urgent to do, can you accompany me on a trip?" Sanqing asked suddenly.

"Your dad told me?" asked the GI as he retracted his thoughts.

"No, my own private business!" Sanqing pouted and said with a smile, a playful smile.

The soldier looked at Sanqing, and always felt that his whole person had changed after he went into the basement, but this change was very subtle, so subtle that it was difficult to notice.

"Where are you going?" asked the GI in a deep voice after half a minute or so.

"West Lake!" Sanqing replied, and then strode out of the south wing without waiting for the soldier to speak.

Outside the wall, the old yellow dog squatted on the ground and looked around, like a sentry, after Sanqing jumped down from the wall, it immediately ran over, sniffed Sanqing, and then barked loudly.

Sanqing gently hugged the neck of the old yellow dog, and called Grandpa Han Sheng in an extremely weak voice in his ear. The old yellow dog suddenly shook his whole body, but he didn't make a sound.

"Let's go, it's going to be before dusk!" Sanqing didn't pay any attention to the old yellow dog, and after Fan Youwei and the soldiers came out of the courtyard over the wall, he said in a loud voice, and then walked forward.

Fan Youwei hurriedly followed, the soldier followed unhurriedly, and the old yellow dog stared at Sanqing's back, and finally dragged his lame legs and ran forward.

On the shore of the West Lake, Mu Yi sat alone in the grass, his expression a little dull. There are surprisingly many people coming to this lake today, and even many tourists took the initiative to find Mu Yi to let him tell the hexagram, but he was absent-minded and did not answer a single guest.

He carried the bamboo banner around the West Lake a few times, and then he got into the grass and sat for two hours, and the passers-by did not care at first, until the old man dressed as a charlatan suddenly laughed to himself, and no one noticed him, but most of them thought he was a madman and avoided him.

Sanqing rushed to the West Lake, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, an old yellow dog ran in front of him, followed by a young man, and less than ten steps back followed a tall man, his pace was steady, his expression was wooden, and he looked less than thirty years old.

Mu Yi saw this group of people from a distance, and it was the person he was waiting for, his attention went from near to far, and finally he was attracted by the tall man. He felt a powerful aura from the man, a murderous aura to be exact! a murderous aura that can only be found in too many dead people without any moisture.

Mu Yi stood up and whispered to himself: "This kid is really not simple, okay, then I, Mu Yi, will gamble once, anyway, at this age, I have been confused all my life, maybe this time I can accumulate some yin virtue for the next life, haha!"

The old yellow dog took the lead in running to Mu Yi's side, and after circling around him twice, he squatted beside him and watched him quietly. Seeing this, Mu Yi also stopped, waiting for Sanqing not far away.

"Is the Dao Leader still there?" Sanqing finally walked to Mu Yi's side, and said with a smile on his face.

"Don't dare to go, you can't go!" Mu Yi replied softly.

"Very good!" Sanqing smiled again.

Fan Youwei stepped forward and heard Sanqing and the old Taoist priest talking something he didn't understand, so he walked to the side and played with the old yellow dog.

The soldier didn't approach, but stopped at a distance of about ten steps, watched Sanqing and the old Taoist priest's every move, and then snorted coldly and said, "Old liar!" After that, he took out his cigarette and smoked it himself.

"What did the Dao Chief think?" Sanqing saw that Mu Yi bowed his head and was silent, so he asked.

"Don't call me long, little old man, I can't stand it!" Mu Yi replied hurriedly, his cheeks slightly hot.

"Do you want to worship me as a teacher? I'm very busy, if you don't, then I'll take someone else as an apprentice, do you see that big man over there? He chased me all the way, and begged me to take him as an apprentice!" Sanqing said, pointing to the soldier who was smoking.

As soon as the soldier looked up, he happened to see Sanqing pointing at him, and he didn't know what was happening, but when he saw Sanqing with a smile on his face, he thought he was greeting him, so he nodded slightly in response.

Mu Yi looked at the soldier again, and felt the murderous aura on his body again, he couldn't help but shudder, and then said insincerely: "That guy is so strong!"

"Not really, but he can put it on him with a flick of my finger!" Sanqing said lightly, but seriously.

"This ......" Mu Yi was dumbfounded.

"How about it, to worship or not to worship?" Sanqing asked.

"I'm ......" Mu Yi's eyes kept spinning in circles, as if he was fighting between heaven and man, and then knelt on the ground with a "bang".

"Master is above, be bowed by the apprentice!" Mu Yi said loudly, and then began to kowtow.

Sanqing didn't dodge, so he kept kowtowing to Mu Yi.

(ps: I recommend a good book "The Shield Brave Otherworld", you can go and see it.) ）