Although Youshu is young, she has seen many big scenes, and she quickly got rid of her fear and tried to survive. He raised his hand again and slashed at the monk's eyes, and the other party immediately let go of his hand, covered his eyes and screamed. Taking advantage of this gap, Youshu pulled his legs and ran wildly, and looked back in a hurry, but saw that the monk didn't care about the broken eyeballs at all, and he also quickly chased after him. I think it is, this body is not his, no matter how painful it is, he can endure it for the flesh and blood of people outside the world.

Youshu has short legs, how can the speed be compared to an adult, and when he sees that he is about to be caught up, he can't help but secretly complain, he knows that the ghost is so desperate and pervasive, and he should follow the master all the time. However, it was too late to regret it now, and even if he put on his wings, he would not be able to fly back in an instant.

"Help! Help, master! Youshu opened her throat and shouted, but this place is very far away from the Buddha hall, and the path is also very remote, not to mention the youth, even the monks in the temple are nowhere to be seen.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, Youshu faintly felt desperate, but when he was in danger, a sound of breaking the air suddenly came, followed by two screams. Youshu looked back and found that the monk possessed by the ghost had collapsed to the ground, with a bloody hole in each leg of the left and right legs, obviously injured by a hidden weapon. Who will help me? And why do you hide in the shadows and refuse to show up? Youshu didn't dare to stop, thinking quickly while running, seeing that the arch of the small courtyard was close at hand, she almost cried with joy.

He knew that although he had a bizarre background, there would never be anyone to protect him in secret. His father doesn't have that heart, his mother doesn't have that strength, think about it, these people who are hidden in the shadows want to protect the only master. Yes, he has dragon energy, and it is reasonable to have a few secret guards.

Do the math, how many times has the master saved his life? There is a secret feeling of gratitude when Shu stepped into the courtyard door.

At the same time, the boy also got the news of Youshu's attack from the secret guard, and was pushing open the door and running out in a hurry, colliding with the panicked young child. As soon as she fell into the warm embrace of sandalwood, Youshu was completely relieved, and her limbs were wrapped around the young man's legs, and she couldn't tear them off. If you don't separate, unless you destroy the ghosts, you won't be separated from your master in this life. Thinking like this, he hugged him tighter and pressed his pale little face to the boy's thigh.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, youshu is okay now." The boy bent down and took the shivering toddler into his arms and patted him.

Youshu didn't make a sound, feeling that she was being carried off the ground, so she hurriedly hugged the young man's neck and buried her face in the socket of the other party's neck. This is the safest place in the world.

The boy took the frightened toddler back to the house and found the golden medicine to bandage his bitten and bloody ear. Ah Da and Ah Er were ordered to interrogate the monk, but they learned that the other party had died violently for no apparent reason, so they secretly sent a servant to investigate, but they could not find the exact cause of death.

Who are the monks coming for? Is there Shu or yourself? The boy wanted to figure out this question, but after more than half a month of investigation, he didn't find anything suspicious, and he put it aside after a long time.

Youshu was frightened a lot this time, and even gnawed more than a dozen nests before he could ease up, and since then he has been sticking to the young man, following wherever he goes, like a little tail. The young man didn't feel bored, he didn't say anything about it, and he personally taught him to read and learn words. The two of them are getting along with each other, and they don't look like masters and servants, but like father and son.

Although it is safe to stay by the boy's side, but in the hands of others, Youshu is not at ease no matter what. Every time he had free time, he began to figure out how to kill the ghosts. At present, he has not discovered the weakness of the ghost, but let the other party grab a handle for him. The other party even dared to break into the temple and killed a monk, which shows that he is not afraid of those clay statues of gods and Buddhas. There may be many things in this world that can restrain him, but Shu knows only one young man.

Therefore, the key to killing the ghost is still in the boy. It would be nice to be able to collect his dragon qi for his own use. Thinking of this, Youshu's thoughts opened instantly. He hadn't studied dragon energy, but the so-called dragon energy was ultimately a kind of power, no different from an ability. Abilities can be captured, and so can dragon energy.

To capture an ability, all you need to do is dig out the Crystal Nucleus of the Ability and absorb it, but what about Dragon Qi? You know, the boy is just an ordinary person and doesn't have a crystal nucleus. Will you drink his blood and eat his flesh? Like a ghost dealing with himself? Youshu shook her head frantically and completely dismissed this terrible thought. He may not have any discipline and lower limit, and his three views are a little crooked, but he has always pursued a code of conduct that repays kindness and revenge. The boy did not hurt him, on the contrary, he saved him several times and three times. He would never do such a thing as murdering a teenager in order to save his life.

Youshu thought hard for several days, and finally suppressed the idea of seizing the dragon qi. He asked the boy for a piece of jade pendant that he carried with him, wondering if an artifact would be contaminated with dragon qi and have the effect of warding off evil spirits if it was placed next to him for a long time. But the fact is that as soon as he walked out of the courtyard gate with Yu Pei, he was almost attacked by a ghost. Fortunately, he was prepared, and when he felt a yin wind sweeping over, he immediately tore his throat and called the master, scaring the ghost away.

After that, Youshu no longer dared to play with her own life, and she didn't dare to leave the boy one step more-

Time flies, time flies, and ten years have passed unconsciously, Youshu has grown from a milk doll with short hands and short legs to a personable young man, and the already tall teenager is now more and more handsome and noble.

The incense of Kaiyuan Temple is still so depressed, the houses in the temple are in disrepair, they are dilapidated, and many monks can not bear to suffer, and they have returned to the world. The small courtyard where Shu and his master live is unattended, even the tile edge is covered with artemisia grass, and the birds hide in the artemisia grass to nest and lay eggs.

On this day, Ji Changye, that is, the original boy, was standing behind the desk practicing calligraphy. He has an elegant temperament, a gentle face, and a wild grass has the power to swallow mountains and rivers, and it is powerful in all directions. Ah Da took a closer look, and it was the words "turning things around".

Ji Changye put down the brush and habitually looked at the corner, but saw that Youshu was holding a candied fruit in her mouth, and she lifted her cheeks up to a small bulge, and her face, which had never faded from baby fat, became more and more funny and cute. However, what makes people laugh even more is his movements. He actually pinched an embroidery needle, skillfully threaded the needle and threaded to sew clothes, if he was wearing a colorful skirt, he would be like a little girl.

Ji Changye put his fist to his lips and chuckled lowly twice, before beckoning him to come over, "Youshu, see if you have grown taller." ”

Youshu put down the needle and thread and walked to the bookcase to stand still. He has grown up, but he still needs to look up when he looks at his master, and he still has to tiptoe to wear a hair crown for the other party, and he is afraid that there is no hope of catching up in this life. He leaned back to the bookcase, stood up straight, and asked hopefully, "Have you grown taller?" ”

Ji Changye made a mark on the bookcase with a dagger, and said, "It's an inch taller, not bad." ”

"Only an inch?" Youshu's bright eyes dimmed, and she turned around and gestured to herself, and had to admit this cruel truth.

"One inch longer in a year, five years to go, maybe as long as my ears." Ji Changye rubbed the young man's soft black hair, and his face was full of gentle doting. Carefully feeding a milk doll into a beautiful and unparalleled teenager, although the satisfaction is not as good as the pleasure of secretly stirring up the general trend of the world, but it is also unique. If you get all the gratitude and love of the other person while feeding, it will be even more difficult to let go.

Ji Changye was a little addicted, so when he learned that his layout had begun to work, he didn't know how to choose. He found an excuse to send Youshu away, twisted his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with Shangjing?" ”

"This is a letter that has just arrived, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor are playing a game over the territorial issue of the Seven Princes, and I think you will be summoned back to Beijing in the near future." Ah Da sent a secret letter.

Ji Changye unfolded the letter and read it carefully, but his brows were not stretched, but wrinkled even tighter.

Ah Da didn't know what he was worried about, so he wanted to poke his sore spot, "Master, when will we send Youshu back to the Wang family?" If you open your mouth, he will surely smear your liver and brain. Wang Xiangqian is now the prince's henchman, and if he is defeated, he will definitely be able to hit the prince's family hard. ”

Cultivating a secret agent, and then sending the other party to his enemy, this kind of thing is already rare and ordinary for Ji Changye, and there is no need to worry about it. But when it was Youshu's turn, he couldn't make up his mind. Youshu is indeed very smart, especially when she reads and learns words, she can draw inferences from one case at a time, but she is as simple as a blank sheet of paper in terms of human sophistication. He never knew how to hide his feelings, nor did he understand what it meant to be sinister, so he sent him back to the Wang family, facing the selfishness of the back house and the situation of the court, he became scarred in all kinds of conspiracies and calculations, full of vicissitudes, Ji Changye was reluctant, really reluctant.

He rubbed his temples and sighed, "Wait, let me think about it." ”

Ah Da saw that his master's expression was wrong, so he didn't dare to persuade him again.

In the past ten years, ghosts have come to disturb her from time to time, which has greatly increased Youshu's vigilance. As long as there was the slightest abnormality in the house, he could immediately detect it, so he slowly knew that there were more than 100 secret guards hidden inside and outside this seemingly desolate temple.

Mother Song and Bai Shao came to see him every few days, bringing news from the outside world by the way. He knew that the third son of the emperor was exiled to Liangzhou because of his personal virtues, and although he did not cut off the jade, he was ordered to stay in the temple for eternity to practice in order to redeem himself. And no one knows what mistakes the third son of the emperor made and which temple he was assigned to.

The third son of the emperor is the only concubine of the Yuan Queen, and he should inherit the unification and become the prince, but now the saint is very jealous of the Yuan Queen's mother family, and in order to prevent the dictatorship of foreign relatives, he will focus on suppressing the mother and son. Fifteen years ago, the queen died, eleven years ago, the third son of the emperor was exiled, and the mother family was confiscated.

After a little thought, you Shu knew that her master must be the third son of the emperor. Youshu looks a little stupid, but in fact, she is extremely smart, and she knows from daily clues that her master is not as unbearable as rumored, let alone a useless person. Recently, there are frequent secret guards coming and going to the small courtyard, and from time to time I see carrier pigeons circling outside the window, and there is a faint premonition that the master may have to return to Beijing.