After the rain, the grass is fragrant on the Buddha face, and the water droplets on the leaves seem to be crystal clear reflections of the seven-colored rainbow of the Qingshan lens, and the water droplets are from small to large, gradually full, and then falling, and there is a cycle repeatedly. There seems to be a lion roaring and tiger roaring in the upper forest, such as thunder and frog roaring, all of which are wantonly dispatched after the rain, lurking in this lush green mountain, a ray of sunshine breaks through the clouds, sprinkles on the Naxi River, sparkling, the water flow gradually slows, and the jubilation is endless.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard are mottled, and there is a thousand-year-old tree, which seems to have five or six people with their arms stretched out, and they can only be wrapped around hand in hand. There is a large large porch at the door, on which there is a simple wooden plaque, engraved with the five words "Medicine King Three Thousand Zhang", the word is engraved with vast and powerful, one stroke at a time, the construction site is deep, and the hook is too deep between the bends, so that the rain that has not faded can be hidden on it.

Lin Xi glanced up at the words on the wooden plaque, lifted the wooden barrel he was holding in his hand, turned in a direction, and saw the words on the wooden barrel, and the rhyme of this stroke was the same.

"Finally found!" she laughed excitedly, her bright face shining in the sun. She shook the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and shook off the rain that remained on it, although she was willful and naughty, but after all, she was also a lady of a party, the leader of a famous family, this kind of self-examination must be done before entering the door, and the truth and rules of returning people's clothes must be clear first.

When she took a step forward and was about to cross the portico across the country, the porch was like a natural barrier, indestructible, full of divine power, she was immediately bounced out, and directly fell into a dog-eating, the wooden barrel in her left hand, and the oil-paper umbrella in her right hand fell far away in an instant, only to hear three bangs!

Yudie and Zihan were about to go out to see, but at this time, the master came out one step ahead of them.

Three thousand feet of white hair shawl, blue eyes, but people solemnly dare not look directly, the eyes are so cold that people tremble, more glances will be cold to the bones, immediately frozen as if frozen. With the creak of the wooden door, he walked out of the room unhurriedly, his figure was erect, and that step seemed to be three or two steps away from someone, and he walked straight to the door. Zihan and Yudie looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Master, aren't you in retreat?"

"That's right."

"Isn't it usually a few days for him to retreat, but a few months?"

"That's right."

"He started his retreat yesterday at noon, right?"

"That's right."

Yudie hit Han's head with her index finger and thumb in the shape of a slingskin bow, "How do you know that you are right, then why did he suddenly come out?"

Zihan peeked out from the kitchen door, and vaguely saw that the girl who was ejected ten meters away by the door mirror was staggering up, "It's her!" He recognized it, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran to the master's side, "Master, master" He didn't know whether he was out of breath when he ran, or he was in awe of the master, and his speech was a little stumbling, "This girl, I know you." He lowered his head silently, and did not dare to look directly at the master.

Instead, it was the rain butterfly, and only the sound of "jumping" was heard. She jumped out, jumped out of a raised parabola, and jumped directly to the shoulder of three thousand zhang, Yudie was petite, cute, and the cheeks on both sides were red. She sat comfortably on her left shoulder, three thousand feet, and then swayed two little heels.

Sanqianzhang frowned helplessly, "You're heavy again." "Said kindly.

"Huh?" replied in a milky voice, "Don't be afraid, Yudie will change her body"

After speaking, she pointed to the sky, and her expression suddenly became cold, "The power of the sun, the void of white foam, change!" In an instant, the girl on the shoulder of the three thousand zhang turned into a small white hairball, about the size of a palm, fluffy, as white as snow, ice and jade. The small furball rolled around the head of the three thousand zhang from the left side to the top of his head, and then slid from the top of his head to the tip of his nose, causing him to sneeze, and the previous majesty and severity all collapsed at once, and he seemed to be an old naughty boy in front of him, his ice blue eyes seemed to have a little temperature at the moment, but it still made people dare not approach.

The little furball looks cute and petite between his huge palms, and he wants to stroke it well and hide it well, for fear of being blown away by the wind and rain, or getting dirty.

"Okay," he said, and he threw the furball lightly to the side, and the furball instantly turned back into a rain butterfly, and she stood firmly on her head at 360 degrees.

At this moment, Lin Xi had already stood up and walked to the porch again, she seemed to realize that there was an enchantment here, looked left and right, and blew on the door mirror again, and in an instant, a breath came to her face, like a reaction force.

The world that Lin Xi saw from the mirror side was still a few rooms made of wooden planks, a vast tree, and the shadows of the trees were slanting. And on the other side of the mirror, three thousand zhang, Zi Han, Yu Die had already walked to the door, Yu Die's big eyes fluttered and blinked, "This person is not the White Demon Clan." Her tone was filled with disgust and contempt. Her eyes were fixed, full of resentment, how could she not hate, she seemed to hate all races other than the White Demon Clan, thinking that they all had bad intentions and evil intentions.

Zihan glanced up at the master, his expression was indifferent, how could the master suddenly appear at this point in time, otherwise it was related to Lin Xi, there was a foreign race breaking in and going straight to his own medicine hall, how could he not know.

Zihan has heard since he was a child that in fact, this three thousand zhang is the only prince of the White Devil Clan, but he is dedicated to medicine and pharmacology, and has no intention of interfering with political affairs, so this burden falls on his sister. The princess of the White Devil Clan is very intelligent, Lan Xinhui is temperamental, and she could have dominated one party, but she didn't expect that she would be a non-person and love her whole life.

So the master must also hate foreigners, right?

Zihan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, the girl in front of him was all polite and had a bad attitude, but she should have come here to find herself, and she wouldn't die for her crimes, right?

Zihan mustered up his courage and reported to Sanqianzhang, "She came to me, just to return my bucket and umbrella, let her go!"

Sanqianzhang glanced at Zihan, and that kind of vision was very calm and peaceful.

He turned around, looked at the mirror, and poked his finger, "The mirror is broken, and the illusion is gone." “