"The blood on the senior brother's body is blue, it's not the female ghost at all, but the blood in his body is blue!" Fan Yifei was blunt. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The head and Chen En gasped when they heard this, but they didn't expect to be blinded by Lin Suxue, and they couldn't be blinded by the thoughtful Fan Yifei!

How good is that? Is it really necessary to perform an immoral amnesia?

As a last resort, the head of the sect would never do this, and he still maintained a kind smile: "Why are you so sure that Jing Liqiu's blood is blue?" He's just as normal as you are. ”

"Because my knife was stained with his blood, there is still blue blood on the knife until now!" Fan Yifei is full of evidence, so he speaks with confidence.

Chen Endao was stunned for a long time, and his face was slightly pale: "Oh? Get your knife out of its sheath and show it to us! ”

Fan Yifei immediately drew his knife and placed it horizontally in front of the master. The blade was sparkling silver, but there was a blue mark on the tip of the blade in a state of splashed ink, and it looked like an unusually thick liquid had dried up on it.

The head of the door reached out and touched the tip of the knife lightly, and his heart chuckled.

Chen En saw the change on the master's face, and immediately improvised, snatched Fan Yifei's knife, and gently stroked the two sides of the blade with his hand containing mana: "Haha, I didn't expect that female ghost's mana to be so long-lasting, and it hasn't faded yet." With that, the blue color on the knife instantly turned into red blood.

Lin Suxue looked at Fan Yifei with disdain: "Hmph, Senior Brother Fan, do you believe it this time?" It's all caused by female ghosts that the blood of the senior brother turned blue, you have to say that the senior brother is like a freak with blue blood! ”

Fan Yifei was silent and no longer spoken. It was not so easy to ask him to believe Chen Endao's words, but he couldn't think of the reason for the blue blood for a while, so he had to give up. Anyway, I will leave the Mystic Temple in two days, and anything that happens here will become a past that is not worth mentioning.

Then after the knife in Chen Endao's hand was wiped clean, the object was returned to its original owner.

Fan Yifei didn't say much.

So, the blue-blooded thing is over.

The head of the sect and Chen Enmu saw the three disciples leave, and the big stone hanging in their hearts also settled.

Chen En wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and sighed easily: "It's finally in danger." ”

"Yes, thanks to Daoist Chen En, you were in a hurry and resolved the doubts in Fan Yifei's heart, otherwise if he investigates deeply, I'm afraid I will really do something against morality!" The head of the house breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh." Daoist Chen Endao smiled innocently, and then turned his eyes to the door: "Daoist Feichen needs to be interrogated over there?" ”

"No, I believe Feichen is not a nosy person."

After a while, Taoyunzhai was left alone, standing alone in the hall, looking at the simple scenery outside the door with sparkling eyes, his thoughts drifting far away......

It was an autumn twenty-one years ago, and because of the high altitude of Kunlun Mountain, the winter on the mountain came earlier than the one below, so the snow on the mountain was covered in snow. The rows of roof tiles in the thin sunlight reflect the crystal clear colorful cold light. At that time, the head of Qingyang was still very young, with a jade crown on his head like a mountain, long hair like an ink waterfall under his head, and a snow-white and slightly gray fur collar on his shoulders to highlight his posture, which became more and more prosperous and straight, and chic.

At that time, the Qingyang Taoist was teaching the Taoist scriptures to the disciples in the square, and was explaining with great interest, when he suddenly heard a burst of weak and delicate baby crying in the breeze. So he immediately suspended his schoolwork and flew himself to look for the pitiful cry. When I came to the gate of the Xuanji Temple, I found a strong man in coarse linen lying under the cedar outside the door, and he was in a coma due to freezing. The strong man was holding a bulging cotton swaddling cloth in his arms, which contained a fat white baby, who was crying with his eyes closed.

Qingyang Dao Chang immediately took out the swaddling clothes in the arms of the middle-aged man, and called the disciples of Guanzhong, carried the unconscious middle-aged man into the temple, and he himself mercifully teased the cute baby.

The baby was cared for, and immediately stopped crying, showing a pure and immaculate smile, staring at Qingyang Daoist with huge black eyes. At this moment, Qingyang Daoist was very fond of him in his heart.

Later, the strong man was treated by Chen Endao, and he recovered his blood and qi that night and woke up. He lifted the warm quilt, hurriedly got out of bed and bowed to the two living bodhisattvas in front of him, kowtowing: "Thank you two compassionate Taoists, this hard-working child finally has his own belonging!" ”

The head of the Qingyang Daoist held the baby tightly, helped the strong man up, and asked, "Why did you hold such a young and delicate child and fall at the door of my view?" ”

"This is a long story......," the strong man wept in his eyes, gently lifted his sleeves and wiped them, and said sadly: "I am the second king of Jingyang Village near the foot of Kunlun Mountain. A month ago, on a cold morning, a muddy bamboo basket suddenly appeared in front of my house, and next to it was a wolfdog whose body had been stiffened. I thought someone's sick wild dog had died in front of my house with a bamboo basket in his mouth, and was about to kick the flying bamboo basket when he found a half-foot-long baby lying inside, sleeping soundly, looking like he had just been born. I felt poor for the child, and I didn't think much about it and carried him back into the house. At that time, my wife had just given birth to a baby for seven days, and the milk was not enough to feed the two babies. In order to feed her children, my wife asked me to give the children I picked up from outside the door to others. So I took the baby I picked up and asked the village chief for help in Jingyang Village, and the village chief felt that there was no way, because Jingyangchun had a bad harvest over the years, so every family was hungry and cold, so the village chief asked me to come to Kunlun Mountain to take care of the child. I was holding the baby, but I didn't expect it to be so cold in the mountains, so I ended up freezing and fainting outside the door. ”

"Fortunately, the head of Qingyang Daoist heard the child's cry in time, if it is so late at night, I am afraid that not only you, but even the child will freeze to death." Chen Endao complained.

"I can't help it, the dominatrix in my family gave a death order, don't send the child away, don't go home. I haven't seen my own son in days! The strong man's tears rippled: "I don't want to send this hard-working orphan up the mountain, but Jingyang Village really can't feed the extra people." ”

"Well, you're also a miserable person. Now that the child has reached the mystical view, I will not ignore it. Now that you're awake, go home to your wife and children! The head Qingyang said sympathetically.

"Thank you, two Dao Masters, for your kindness to this orphan!" The strong man was grateful, but his body was eroded by the cold, and he couldn't help but shudder: "Ahh ”

"Chen En, go and get a set of cotton clothes and a piece of baked cake for this strong man, so that he can go down the mountain with peace of mind." The head of the road.

Chen En respectfully retreated.

The head looked at the cute and sensible baby in his arms, and couldn't help asking, "Little guy, what's your name?" ”

The strong man came over with a smile: "Dao Chief, this orphan has not yet been named, so it is better for you to give him one if you are knowledgeable." ”

The gentle eyes of the head condensed, and after thinking for a moment, he said kindly to the baby: "Since he is from Jingyang Village, and it is the beginning of autumn season, let's call Jing Liqiu." ”

"Scenery, Standing, Autumn! Great, the little one has a name! The strong man closed his mouth happily.