With a "bang", Qing Yue stepped forward and stepped on the stool with one foot, and put the sword on the man's stall, and the three-point sword was unsheathed, full of deterrence.

Shen Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over. Behind a simple hexagram stall supported by a table sat a young man in a Taoist uniform, and there was nothing conspicuous on Zhou's body except for the dust.

Obviously, Jun Heng also noticed the whisk, and the two glanced at each other, and then stepped forward.

The young man didn't expect to meet them here, and he wailed in his heart, he should have calculated a hexagram for himself before going out today!

"Uh...... Do you young heroes want to calculate a hexagram? In the vast rivers and lakes, all living beings, you and I meet is fate, how about I make an exception to calculate a hexagram for you for free today?

"You kid still dare to mention money?" Qing Yue was about to grab the young man's clothes, but was held down by Yan Liu.

He shook his head and said softly, "That's it, kid." ”

With a cold snort, Qing Yue kicked his stall, "I'm more accurate than you, see that your Yin Tang is black, oops, you are afraid that this bloody disaster will be inevitable today." ”

The already shabby stall was kicked and shaken by him, and the young man's heart trembled three times, blaming him for being lazy and not dressing up today, otherwise he would not have been recognized so easily. After roughly estimating the probability of escaping successfully, the young man had no choice but to resign himself to squeezing and laughing and begging for mercy, "The young man doesn't care about the villain, I am also forced by life, I am a three-year-old performer, a seven-year-old bag, an eighty-year-old mother, and a five-...... below."

A spirit, the young man came back to his senses and quickly stopped talking, it's not good to get used to saying this, and he will go out bald regardless of the occasion.

Shen Fu couldn't help but smile, this young man has obviously been in the market for many years, he is fooling when he opens his mouth, running a carriage with his mouth, and he doesn't need to make up lies.

"Look at you like this, you are only fifteen, according to what you said eighty old mother...... That Ling Ci is really powerful!" Qing Yue was actually laughed at by his appearance, and he was holding his sword for a long time to listen to him. "What else do you want to say? Five, what? Come, continue to make up, make it up so rewardingly. ”

Who knew that when the young man heard that there was a reward, his eyes lit up, "What is the reward?"

"I'll give you a good time!" Shen Fu took over the words, picked up a hexagram and knocked him on the head, "I'm not too old and not too young, even my senior brother dares to deceive, I'm afraid that you have a life to cheat." ”

"Don't, don't! I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I bought this robe and bought these hexagram turtle shells for the silver, that's all left......" When the young man heard that he was going to die, he quickly took out more than a dozen copper plates from his body and held them in front of several people, and looked at Yan Liu again, "Big brother, I promise you, I will work hard to make money to pay you back, I just ask you to let me go home and let me see Xiaodouzi, Xiaodouzi is still so small, we have always depended on each other, how can we live without my only relative......"

Tears were in her eyes, and the appearance that she couldn't fall off made Yan Liu frown again.

Qing Yue knew at a glance that Yan Liu was going to talk about this little liar again, and was about to make a sound, when Shen Fu on the side pulled off his sleeve.

"It's easy to let you go home," she said. ”

The crying stopped abruptly, and the young man looked at Shen Fu with snot.

"Where did the whisk in your hand come from?"

"I picked it up. He shook the dust whisk in his hand, "In the dilapidated temple in the west of Yuanling Town, I think it is well made, picked up and pretended, is there anything wrong with this dust?"

This is not an ordinary dust whisk but a unique spiritual weapon of the Dust Clearing Dao Sect, ordinary people may not know it, but anyone who is involved with the sect naturally knows the spiritual weapons of each sect well, and they can see the origin of this dust whisk at a glance. If those stinky Taoist priests knew that the spiritual weapon they had worked so hard to refine was actually used to pretend to be used by a young man to swagger and deceive, it would be strange if they were not so angry that they vomited blood.

"For the sake of your life, we'll take this dust away. ”

Before he could react, he didn't even know when Shen Fu moved, and the dust in his arms instantly reached her hands. The young man thought with some trepidation, the weakest of the four seemed to be so strong, if they wanted to kill him, he would have confessed here a long time ago!

After taking the dust, he didn't want to entangle with this young man anymore, so a few people turned around and wanted to leave, before leaving, Yan Liu put a gold leaf in the palm of the young man's hand, "Take good care of Xiaodouzi, don't do these things again." ”

Waiting for Yan Liu and the others to be gone, the young man still stared at the gold leaf in his hand, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he looked at the direction they left, he smiled, thinking that this pig has become a fine year, how good it would be if such a fool could let him meet every day!

"Alas, this pig has become a fine year, like Yan Liu, there are indeed not many. After Qingyue finished speaking, he never saw Shen Fuying and him, he pulled Shen Fu's sleeve, "Feng'er, what do you want?"

Shen Fu came back to his senses, "I'm wondering why this dust is in Yuanling Town. ”

Jun Heng said, "Do you think the Dao Sect has something to do with those thirty-seven lives?"

"It's just speculation. Shen Fu shrugged.

"I think it's likely that the Dao Sect did it, you think, the head of the once great sect was made by Shen Fu alone, and now he is not as good as the small sect, can you not hate Shen Fu? It is very reasonable to create a murder and take the opportunity to smear her. "The more Qing Yue analyzed, the more he felt that it made sense.

Yan Liu muttered, "How can you say that the sect that has been inherited for a hundred years will treat human life like a mustard like a mustard?"

"Haven't those group of dog-like stinky Taoist priests always been like this?" Shen Fu said in a calm tone.

At night, Shen Fu had that dream again.

On the Dust Mountain, the men stretched out their bloody hands and demanded that she hand them over.

"I didn't...... No ......" she kept saying no, but no one believed it.

Wuchenzi looked at her expressionlessly from a condescending position, "Shen Fu stole the treasures of this sect and imprisoned them in the dungeon. ”

In the damp and cold dungeon of the Dao Sect, Shen Fu huddled in the corner, feeling endless fear and anger all the time, and at this moment she hated Lin Qingying very much. She didn't understand why Lin Qingying was slandering her? Didn't she know what the consequences of doing this were? Father and mother would definitely come back to save her after knowing her news, but without the Gathering Spirit Beads, could they let her go and let go of Shaoguang?

She didn't dare to think about it.

The sudden sound of small footsteps made her heart beat involuntarily, and finally the man stopped outside the dungeon where she was held, and she felt her heart beat to a halt.

"Shen Fu. ”

Shen Fu raised her head suddenly, the dungeon was dark, and the oil lamp was lit all the year round, and in the dim light, she saw the gentle young man who spoke for her - Ning Wushu.

"Come here, I'll take you out!"

She was very panicked, very afraid, her legs were weak and she couldn't walk, so Ning Wushu carried her on her back, "Don't be afraid." ”

"Well, I'm not afraid...... "I said I wasn't afraid, but the tears exposed her lies.

Ning Wushu secretly carried her all the way to Shaoguang.

When she returned home, Shen Fu thought she was finally safe, but at night, people from the Dao Sect and the Qin Sect broke in and forced her father and mother to hand over the Gathering Spirit Beads. Where do they have a Gathering Spirit Bead to hand over, but it is a pity that the entire three thousand disciples of the Feather Sect have all died.

"Fu'er, let's go!"

"Listen to my mother's words, Fu'er, live well. ”

"Senior sister, you must live. ”

"Little junior sister, you want to live together for all of us......"

The piercing sound of the piano and the blood-stained dust, Shen Fu will never forget it in his life. Everyone was covered in blood and told her to go quickly, quickly......

Jun Heng was alarmed by the cry next door, and instantly appeared quietly in front of Shen Fu's bed. She looked pained, her eyelashes trembling slightly with tears, and her exposed right hand clenched tightly.

He slowly wiped away the tears on Shen Fu's face, held her hand in the palm of his hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid." ”

As if sensing his presence, Shen Fu unconsciously held his hand tightly and muttered, "Ning Wushu......"

The black figure standing in front of the bed trembled slightly.