The beard cured the injury on Qi Huan's leg in a moment, Zhu Yifei discussed with him for a long time, and went to the suburbs to see those wounded plainclothes soldiers, most of them were not very heavy, there were more than a dozen missing arms and short legs, I was afraid that it would be scrapped, so I could only stay in Guanyang County to continue repairing, so I took Qi Huan and his party quietly on the road to Taishou City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two places are only more than 20 miles apart, which is unexpected, the cavalry is still very fast, and they set off in the morning but arrived at Taishou City at noon, and just entered the city, they saw Huai Wenhan riding a horse with a team of guards to receive them, it turned out that Qi Huan sent someone to deliver a letter last night, Zhu Yifei heard that Qi Huan looked at Qi Huan obliquely here, and was very displeased.

"Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, the official ......."

"Forget it, let's do it" Zhu Yifei didn't give a good face when she saw Huai Wenhan, and she didn't live in the Taishou Mansion, but found a remote inn by herself, first, she couldn't help but get angry, she would do something irrational, and second, she had a new plan, and it was more reliable to act at night to avoid everyone.

Huai Wenhan saw her go away, her face was also pale and pale, and Qi Huan said, "Brother Wenhan, let's go into the house to negotiate."

"Okay" Huai Wenhan instructed Jin Yan to arrange the soldiers brought by Qi Huan, and prepared wine and food, and the two sat down to push the cup and change it.

After three glasses of wine, without waiting for Huai Wenhan to speak, Qi Huan told everything that happened after meeting Zhu Yifei, Huai Wenhan's expression was always uncertain, and in the end he was almost spread on the chair, annoyed, beating his chest and saying: "I'm really confused"

"You are indeed confused, who is the fairy concubine, what should you think you can hide from her? This group of bandits has occupied the mountain as the king for some years, and the first emperor has nothing to do, and the emperor will only send a weak woman who is powerless to suppress the bandits?"

"Of course I know, but ..... Hey, Wen Han is really in trouble, my cousin ....."

"Of course I know, now that your cousin has died, your cousin is still alive, and he is currently in the cottage, no matter what the past is, if you succeed in suppressing bandits this time, it will definitely be a great achievement, if someone criticizes it in the future, you can use your pity for your cousin and nephew as an excuse, which is reasonable and reasonable."

"Maybe it's my cousin who is unkind and unjust, and I, Huai Wenhan, can be regarded as worthy of my grandmother's spirit in the sky today," Huai Wenhan said with tears in his eyes after drinking three cups.

How the two of them put their hearts aside for the time being, this time, Zhu Yifei was bathing Huitong, in the bath bucket, the little monk replied shyly, two fat little hands covered the lower half of his body, his back was facing her, and his round and straight buttocks were all real tender meat, and I don't know how this child ate like this.

"It's been a long time since you've taken a bath, it's too dirty, aren't you?" As soon as he stripped the little monk who was struggling to resist and threw it into the bathtub, he saw that the crystal clear water instantly became turbid.

"Demon girl, you are not allowed to look at it" The little monk's embarrassed voice trembled, and he didn't say anything and didn't let go of his hands covering the bird.

"Cut, what are you covering with that little thing, hurry up, this palace will give you a bath and practice swords" As he spoke, he grabbed the shoulder of the little monk and dragged him to him, picked up the water and began to rub it.

The "demon girl" little monk suddenly turned his head, his fat face was as red as rouge, and he didn't know whether it was hot water smoked or shy.

"Well, what are you doing" Zhu Yifei's expressionless face and eyelids didn't lift, but in fact, he secretly said in his heart: This feels so good.

"You give me a bath, do I have to marry you when I grow up?" After the little monk finished speaking, he lowered his head even more shyly, watching Zhu Yifei's two claws wandering left and right on him.

"You are a monk, what do you think all day long? Be obedient, wash quickly, see if you are dirty, so dirty, who will be your wife"

"Why don't you have a wife if you're dirty?"

"Because it's dirty and smelly, you see butterflies in that dung pit?

"Oh, I see, then I will take a bath frequently in the future," the little monk said, and he let go of his little hand and began to pat his chest with water.

"Okay, okay, the water is splashing on my clothes, wait until you grow up and then wash it, now I can only be a mother for free"

"Demon girl, you are not ashamed"

"Hey, bear kid, how do you talk?"

"You said you wanted to be my mother"

"I just said it casually, I don't want to have a bear child like you"

"Then why don't you give the beard a bath?"

"He's ginseng, you don't need it, you can only wash it before it is stewed"

"Ahh

"What are you doing stew, do you think you are Tang Seng?"

"What is Tang Seng?"

"A Monk"

"Like me?"

"It's not the same, he's handsome, and he can live forever in one bite, and the female goblins like him"

"If you're handsome, you're very fond of goblins?"

"Of course, but it was actually arranged by the Buddha to test him."

"Test what?"

"Lustful and not"

"What's lust?"

"I just like beautiful women"

"Is it like you?"

"Hahaha, of course" Zhu Yifei couldn't help but laugh when she heard this disguised compliment.

"That's over," the little monk lowered his head, nervously depressed.

"What's wrong?" asked Zhu Yifei casually, standing up and bending down to start washing his neck.

"What should I do if I'm?" the little monk suddenly raised his face and looked at Zhu Yifei and said seriously.

"Poof...... Hahahaha, why are you?" suddenly felt that the word Tong Yan Wuji was unspeakably appropriate for the little monk.

"I like you," the little monk said.

"Oh, I like you too, it doesn't count"

"Why not?"

"You like me probably because of the lack of maternal love, and I'm the only adult woman around you who can take care of you, so you're attached"

"Oh, I don't really understand"

"Wait for you to understand later, hey, this water is too dirty, why do you usually look white and tender, wash out so many dirty things" Zhu Yifei couldn't bear it, as soon as Virgo's obsessive-compulsive disorder came out, it was like a death, wrapped the little monk with a long scarf and carried it out of the wooden bucket, so he called the shopkeeper to change the bucket of water, and then put the little monk in again.

"I'm not dirty," the little monk pouted along the barrel a little angrily.

"Oh, what is that?" Knowing that five or six-year-old children may have a sense of self-esteem, Zhu Yifei stopped caring and continued to scrub.

"This is karma, and when I have exhausted my karma, I will become a Buddha."

"Oh, then you have to cover me after you become a Buddha," Zhu Yifei said with a smile.

"What's covering you? Is that the hood fastening you?"

"It's to protect me, for example, if someone bullies me, you have to come out and defend it as soon as possible"

"Oh, what if you do something wrong?"

"Then what should I do, what should I do" Zhu Yifei paused, and a sour feeling surged in his heart, if the purple sun soars in the future and the little monk becomes a Buddha, what should he do?

"Demon girl, I will protect you" The little monk looked at her unusual look, and suddenly his chubby little hand was on her wrist, and he said with a firm face.

"Well, okay" Zhu Yifei smiled.

After bathing the little monk and eating some fruits, Zhu Yifei practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard, Xuanqing swordsmanship is divided into nine styles, including wind forest slashing, royal sea turning waves, sun and moon, Gu Yuqingshuang, white crane thousand shadows, Zixia burning the sky, thunder and anger, calling the emperor to come, Yin and Yang Tu Crown, Fuxi stepping on the lotus.

The first three styles are the Fan Sword Yongshu, the middle three styles are the Uncrossed Sword Divine Technique, and the last three styles are the Holy Sword Dao Technique, that is, the tricks that can only be used after the ascension of Dacheng.

And Zhu Yifei also has a deeper understanding of this Xuanqing Dao technique, many of the avenues of cultivation are branches of an old tree, and many techniques are derived from the backbone of the cultivation level.

The Xuanqing Dao technique is not, it is like countless vines entangled together, growing and climbing at the same time, that is to say, there is no backbone, it all depends on the imperial arts, escape techniques, swordsmanship, talismans, array techniques, and elephant art practitioners to the primary, intermediate or advanced level, and the cultivation of the whole person has grown to the corresponding level, to put it bluntly, it is that others go to the black with two legs and one way, but it is to walk six roads on six legs at the same time, which increases the difficulty of cultivation for no reason.

"No wonder my cultivation has never been able to rise, it turns out that it is because of the seriousness of the partiality of the subject" After practicing swordsmanship, Zhu Yifei consolidated his heart before returning to the room.

The little monk and the beard were already asleep, covered the quilt for the two, turned off the lights, Zhu Yifei escaped underground, went to the Taishou Mansion for a turn, and found that the two were drunk like mud, and they couldn't hear anything useful.

Three thousand years of Taoism, now is different from the past, the speed of the clouds is almost four or five times faster than before, the rich true qi in the dantian is inexhaustible, this kind of freewheeling, handy feeling makes the mood that has been depressed can't help but open up, less than two hours before and after, he came to the Wuhuan cottage, seeing that there is no change as usual, but the light in the cave of Yan Yan does not seem to be lit, and the little mute who is used to squatting in the corner does not feel a little strange, after thinking about it, Zhu Yifei flew to the waterhole.

But when passing by a mountain range, he suddenly saw that the little mute was limping away, and the red tide behind him was surging, and the squeaky insect sound was sharp and abnormal, resounding in the sky, and the clouds were even more rainbow, which caused the clouds under his feet to be unstable and almost fall.

Leaning over to take a closer look, it turned out to be countless thunder flies, all like young snakes, walking on the ground, extremely fast, and the little mute was gradually surrounded by the red tide, and the terrifying insect chirping was like a ghost, making him tremble when he accidentally fell to the ground.

"Why don't you run away?, the third dog's leg is nothing more than that" A familiar voice in the jungle burst out, and then a slightly stout figure slowly became clear from the darkness, it was the red-faced second master.

"What are you going to do to me?" The little mute, who was in the stage of changing her voice, seemed to be extremely frightened, and almost turned into a girl's tune.

"What are you doing, hmph, naturally feed me the worms" The second master said and waved his hand lightly, only to see those thunderbolts instantly raise their beardless heads and make bursts of sharp squeaks, like a smiling smile, which made Zhu Yifei in mid-air can't help but feel creepy.

Under the night sky, the swarm of thunder swarmed up like a tide of sand, surrounding the thin teenager.