The green glow reflects the autumn colors, and the frost forest is stained with dust. The withered grass is horizontal, and the flat sand is falling.

The west wind is shining, and the yellow flowers are late. A team of more than a dozen people slowly walked in the twilight of the cang.

The carriage of the sandalwood chamber silver luan and the brocade jade was guarded by the four warriors in the middle, and was smoothly pulled by the black hooves of two tall horses. The heavy copper-clad wheels rolled over the brown mud, leaving two deep ravines in the red dust.

The green curtain in the carriage swayed slightly, the beast smoke was swirling, a man and a woman, quiet and silent. Women are quiet because they are asleep, and men are quiet because they are eating.

Chi Yue glanced at the beauty who was shrunk into a ball and slept in the snow-colored light fur, put down the golden silk kidney bean cake in her hand, and whispered to the window: "Che Dan"

The "Sect Master" Zhongzun stepped forward and listened to the inquiry.

"It's almost to Bishui Town, right?"

"Yes, it's about three miles away, and you can get there before dark."

Chi Yue nodded and put down the pine blue curtain. Leaned over, flexed his index and middle fingers, and tapped the sleeping beauty's head with the knuckles. Standard watermelon picking action.

"Don't worry, wake up."

The other party did not move.

"It's time to get up, it's almost there."

Someone smacked their lips and shed a line of unidentified liquid.

Chi Yue couldn't help but smile and wiped the corners of someone's mouth with her fingertips.

Yan Buli knocked that hand off in a daze: "Beauty, don't make trouble." ”

Chi Yue frowned, and the temperature in her voice instantly turned into winter: "Jiang Mochou, don't challenge the patience of this sect, the last person who asked me to talk nonsense three times has already planted a garden of cabbage." ”

Yan Buli suddenly sobered up.

He has been missing sleep at night lately, and usually takes a nap in the carriage to catch up on sleep.

Fang Cai was dreaming that he was sleeping in the spring rain, pillowing Ah Luo's jade knees as a living immortal, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the cold face of King Chi Yan.

The white-clothed beauty sat up wrapped in a light fur, and said to Chi Yue with a sneer: "Hehe, I didn't expect the sect master's way of teaching his subordinates to be quite pragmatic. ”

Chi Yue took out a small pot of warm purple sand from the stove and made a cup of tea elegantly: "Biluo Valley is a poor and remote place, and you should be diligent and thrifty. ”

Yan Buli looked at the handful of tea relics worth a thousand gold in his hand sluggishly, and nodded blankly.

Chi Yue poured another cup: "You have been in poor spirits these days, and you are often sleepy, you should drink more tea to refresh yourself, otherwise how to wait for this sect at night?" ”

Yan Buli said with tears in her eyes: "Don't say what you say so misleading, okay?" ”

His lack of sleep is indeed Chi Yue's fight.

Just because he didn't inadvertently say a word that day, this cautious man went against him all the way, and regarded the first protector of the Dharma as a personal maid. Either hammer your waist and rub your legs when you travel in the same car, or hand tea and water when you stay in the hotel at night.

I don't know why Chi Yue is often thirsty, Yan Buli can send water more than ten times a night, and after more than a dozen life and death partings with the warm quilt in the cold night, he no longer loves.

Strange to say, Chi Yue has to drink three pots of tea every night, but she never gets up at night to go to the toilet. This outrageous ability to absorb water can't help but make people suspect that he has a lump of cotton living in his body.

If this is the case, Yan Buli feels that it must be a piece of black-hearted cotton.

The two sat opposite each other on the case and drank tea silently. I hadn't eaten three lamps, and there was already a bustling sound of people outside the carriage.

Chi Yue lifted the window screen, and it seemed that she had entered Bishui Town.

At the beginning of the lanterns, thousands of stars are shining. There are many overhangs, shouting and shouting. The flutes, the street drums, and the alleys are all noisy and lively.

Yan Buli couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a prosperous town on the territory of the Demon Dao, which was much better than the night market in the big city of the Central Plains.

The carriage stopped in front of a building with flying teeth.

Colorful flags flutter above the roof, and lanterns are lined up. The infinite beauty wears the embroidery path, and the warbler and swallow laugh endlessly. The silk and bamboo are swallowing, and the Xiao Shao is resting. The phoenix candles are intertwined, and the silver lights shine together. A gilded plaque is hung on the shining Zhu Gate, and two big characters are written on it: Qinglou.

Yan Buli twitched out of the corner of his eye.

Compared with the commonly used flowers and spring red in the market, this name is straightforward and cute.

But he soon realized that something was wrong

The gender is not right. ==

He's a woman now, what did Chi Yue bring Jiang Mochou here for? Could it be that the first statue has been abolished, so in line with the principle of saving resources and waste utilization, Jiang Mochou was disposed of in a brothel?!

"Get out of the car." Chi Yue stood up and said.

Yan Buli pinched his arm fiercely, squeezed out tears full of tears, and a standard dog poop rushed to Chi Yue's feet, hugged someone's thigh neatly, and cried hoarsely:

"Sect Master, don't want it! I was born a person of the ghost gate, and I died a dead man of the ghost gate, and in this life, I only want to be a cow, a horse, a slave and a maid by the side of the sect master, boil water, cook, wash dishes, wash clothes, sew and wipe the ground, and I can't do it, but for the sake of serving you with all my heart and soul in the past few days, don't sell me! ! ”

A squire waiting outside the carriage: ""

Chi Yue couldn't cry or laugh.

"When did this sect say that he was going to buy you into the Qinglou?" He lifted up the pitiful beauty on the ground, "This is the property of the Ghost Sect, let's rest here for one night today, and then we will enter the mountains and valleys tomorrow morning." ”

Your mother didn't say it earlier, scared the young master to death, Yan Buli hurriedly stood up.

I think he is a dignified Yan family, one of the four wolves in the rivers and lakes. The way of the sword is superb and the chivalrous name is far away, how many people have been in deep dreams? Now that he has turned into a female demon, he has to go undercover to the Qinglou and become a prostitute for others to play, so he might as well wipe his neck directly.

Chi Yue was secretly amused, and helped the other party tighten the collar of the light fur and said: "The night is cold in autumn, and the wind is cold and the dew is heavy. You don't have internal strength to protect your body now, pay attention to keeping warm. As he spoke, he buttoned up the hat with white fluff behind his back, covering most of his beautiful little face.

"No." Yan didn't leave the path and took it off, "It's not winter, it's too thick and stuffy to wear." ”

"What about this one?" Chi Yue took off a light feather-white cloak from the clothes hanging next to him.

"No." Wear white every day, who to wear filial piety to?

"Obedient."

"No."

Sect Master Chi finally frowned: "Don't let me say it a third time." ”

Young Master Yan was scared.

"My subordinates will learn to grow vegetables, plant a garden of green peppers, a garden of red peppers, and make a peerless double pepper for you every day." Yan Buli is fearless and spreads his hands, Lao Tzu will not kill you!

"You can't grow it." Chi Yue suddenly smiled and clicked someone's acupoint like electricity.

The white-clothed beauty fell into the arms of the sect master in grief and indignation, staring at the initiator, wishing to use the eye knife to cut Chi Yue into a plate of spicy chicken shreds.

The other party whispered in his ear: "Mo Chou is too light and thin, he can't burn so many ashes."

Chi Yue used his cloak to tighten the person, picked him up and jumped out of the carriage.

After a while, the attendant lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again, and the old bustard in the Qinglou greeted him with flowers.

Chi Yue traveled low-key this time, so she didn't clear the Qinglou. But even so, as soon as Jing Niang got the news of the sect master's arrival, she packed up the most luxurious and quiet courtyard in the Qinglou in advance, and stood at the door early in the morning to wait for the driver.

"Sect Master, please inside." Jing Niang took two peach-red and willow-green girls to the door of the carved flowers, and respectfully said to the man in Xuanyi who was holding a person.

Chi Yue raised her eyes and looked at the woman in brocade who was slightly hanging her head, and said lightly: "I have collected a lot of information for the wind department over the years, and I have worked hard for you." ”

The other party curtsied: "It is Jing Niang's blessing to be able to serve the sect master." ”

The man withdrew his gaze and said no more, and went straight into the room with the woman in white in his arms. The heavy rosewood door closes firmly, isolating the world of red and willow green.

Jing Niang's fists were clenched, and the ten-fingered dankou left a crimson imprint on the palm of her hand. The two beautiful girls behind her each held a handkerchief, and they wept like rain.

As a secret spy cultivated in the Qinglou by the Ghost Gate Wind Department, it is a privilege to be able to see a living sect master with his own eyes, and he did not expect this adult to look so elegant and elegant, and his bearing is noble. That glimpse of the frightening hung is like the moon reflecting in the cold pool, and the gods are mortal.

But looking at the woman tightly wrapped in the immortal's arms, the two hearts were suddenly shattered into slag. The suzerain is the suzerain, and he also brings his own props when he goes to the Qinglou, how can he be exquisite

In the room, the cui pavilion brocade tent, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the furnishings are exquisite and elegant, and the inside and outside are divided into two rooms by the red bead curtain.

Chi Yue put the person in her arms on the bed in the inner room, and raised her hand to relieve the other party's acupoints.

Yan Buli struggled out of the cloak in a rage, and looked up and glared angrily at the old demon standing at the head of the bed.

He has never been hugged by a man like this since he was a child, it is a great shame, uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

As soon as Aunt Yan burst out of a flame, the sect master leaned over and leaned over, surrounded by two long arms, trapped a certain one in the corner of the bed.

"Pool what?" Chi Yue looked at him condescendingly, with a smiling expression and a gloomy tone.

Yan Buli swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and immediately drowned the little spark in his heart. After all, the master in front of him is the devil who has changed color all over the world, and he doesn't want to get angry and be cool for a while, and the ashes go into the vegetable market.

Rao his tongue and rolling his eyes, someone stammered nonsense: "The pond pond is dense with weeping willows, and the original wild flowers are sparse." ”

The other party's smile deepened: "Oh, Mo Chou is a poet, is there anything else?" ”

"Chitai is a wide banquet, and silk and bamboo spread new voices."

"Well, go ahead"

"The fish in the pond are different, and the birds in the garden are different."

After reciting more than a dozen poems, Chi Yue still didn't plan to let him go, and asked with interest: "Is there anything else?" ”

Yan Bu was annoyed, and blurted out: "Chi Qian Wang Baduo, Cangshi Mouse!" ”

Hearing this, the other party raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled like a demon, raised his hand to hook the chin of the beauty in white, and said lightly: "This sentence is very good, and I will give you one last chance." ”

Yan Buli suddenly felt a chill behind him, trembling, and said miserably: "Raise your body to Qingchi, hang yourself on the southeast branch"

"Well, that's right, how do you know if you don't go to Qingchi? I didn't expect Jiang Shouzun to be so talented. I will definitely ask for advice in the future."

Seeing someone leaning over and pressing down, Yan Buli trembled all over, and his hair exploded!

"Sect, sect master," he trembled and stepped back: "There is another sentence under the subordinate, which is also about 'pool', and the sect master must like it"

Chi Yue touched the little face that was as smooth as condensed fat and slightly crimson, and the clear light in her deep pupils flickered, rippling: "This sect said, I will ask for advice in the future."

"You bale, old rascal!" Yan Buli couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his knee and kicked Huanglong.

Chi Yue reacted quickly, quickly got up and raised his hand to block, firmly clasped the other party's ankle, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

He has been Jiang Mochou's master for 20 years, and the concept of respect and inferiority has long been deeply rooted. Even if she wanted her to die, this woman would not frown, and it was impossible to make a move against him. Why has he become so rampant and presumptuous now, repeatedly contradicting himself, and even using force to resist? !

Will a reversal really change a person completely?

Jiang Mochou, are you still the Mochou of this sect?

Yan Buli saw that his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly didn't dare to move, for fear that the other party would crush his legs in anger. I had to raise my teary eyes, look at it pitifully, and try to influence a certain demon with my eyes.

Looking at the person on the bed trembling like a frightened little beast, Chi Yue finally sighed and let go of his hand.

Change is changed, maybe this is the real her.

Yan Buli watched the other party turn around and walk away in shock, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Undercover is really not an ordinary job. In the court, he is the official capital and the king is like a tiger, and he lurks beside the most terrible demon king in the world, but I am afraid that the future will become like walking on thin ice.

Chi Yue bypassed the jade table, lifted the bead curtain, walked outside, sat on the Taishi chair and closed her eyes for a long time, and finally explained: "Mo Chou, your identity should not be exposed now, you should cover up more when you go out, in case someone is aware of it." ”

Although Qinglou is in the territory of the ghost gate, it is inevitable that dragons and snakes will be mixed, so he still insists on letting Jiang Mochou put on a cloak to cover his appearance, but who knows that the other party will lose his temper because of this.

Say it early! Why didn't you say it earlier? Didn't you say that Lao Tzu would be obedient and obedient! Yan Buli rubbed his ankles, and his dissatisfied stomach sneered.

He found that Chi Yue's personality was not only bad but also very awkward, and he would rather play tricks than say it directly, he was simply trying to trick others! Sure enough, it is a thousand-year-old scourge that came out of the shallow pool.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Chi Yue lazily leaned back on the chair, squinted her eyes and said, "Someone just said that he wanted to be a cow, a horse, a slave and a maid for this sect, why is he so blind?" Don't come over to pour tea yet. ”

Yan Buli flew an eye knife through the curtain.

The teapot is less than a zhang away from you and let Lao Tzu pour it, is it good to look good in your hands!

"Alas, maybe it's still right for you to grow vegetables," the other party sighed lightly.

With a whoosh, a white shadow rushed out of the inner room like a wind, and quickly pounced on the twig-twig lotus-patterned teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Huh?" Yan Buli picked up the tea bowl and poured out a cup, saw that the color was a little wrong, put it under his nose and smelled it, and said in surprise, "How is it wine?" ”

Chi Yue's gaze drifted over, turned around the teapot, and asked, "Is it pear blossom white?" ”

Yan Buli tasted it: "It's true!" "Mellow and luscious, with a long aftertaste, it has been brewed for at least five or six years. As soon as the wine worm came up, he couldn't help but take another drink.

Chi Yue lowered her eyes slightly.

A handful of new snow dyes the fragrance of bamboo, and the shadow of the old dream of three lives becomes a pair. How many acacia cups are dangling, the pear blossoms are not drunk, and they have died.

Twenty years later, can't you let go of the obsession in your heart?

"Ask someone to change the pot of tea."

Yan Buli walked to the door and shouted twice, but no one responded outside. He looked at Chi Yue suspiciously: "You maids in the Qinglou are too undutiful, and you left your post without permission while on duty." ”

Chi Yue nodded seriously: "Well, I'll punish them for planting vegetables when I turn around." ”

It must have been deliberately arranged by Jing Niang, after all, it is Chi Yue's habit to be free of waiting within ten zhang. What's more, everyone saw that he carried a woman into the room, who would dare to stay nearby and disturb the sect master's good deeds

"Don't plant vegetables at every turn," Yan Buli waved his hand, patted his chest and said, "It's all assigned to me to be a maid, to ensure that the training is in place." ”

Chi Yue didn't bother to pay attention to this maid, stood up and walked to the inner room, and casually ordered: "There should be someone on duty at the gate of the courtyard, ask them if they want, remember not to go out of the courtyard." ”

Looking at the guy who swaggered straight to the jade couch, Yan Buli squinted and grinded his teeth. The subordinates must change the pot of "good tea" to ensure that Uncle Chi will die for a night

******

The willows on the moon, the lanterns are like day. The shadow of the green is sparse, and the red medicine is fragrant. Between the light and darkness, there is a beautiful woman in white who wins the snow, stepping on the autumn night.

The guards of Qingtong Temple have changed to the guards of the Ghost Gate, and they are all first-class masters who cultivate both inside and outside. Before Yan Buli reached the door, someone came forward.

"What does the Lord command?" The man's face was expressionless, and his voice was undulating. Dressed like Chi Yue, wrapped in black clothes all over her body, and with two wings inserted into it, she is a crow.

"The sect wants to drink tea."

"Yes."

"And you go get some croton."

“”

"Sect Master, he has eaten too much today, and he is constipated."

The paralyzed face finally showed a crack.

"Bold Jiang Mochou, you dare to murder the sect master!" A cold voice came from behind the dark tree.

Yan Buli was startled, and then reacted that this voice sounded a little familiar, wasn't it the bustard sister in the Qinglou who called herself Jing Niang?

The woman in a brocade dress walked into the moon from the shadows, and the lotus steps moved lightly, swaying like a willow. She is as old as thirty, wearing a dark flower embroidered cloud brocade palace dress, a long skirt of Bixia Liuxian, full of pearls and jade, gorgeous makeup, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are full of ten thousand styles.

Yan Buli silently scored eight points, two points less because the knife in the other party's smile was really sharp.

"Why haven't I seen you for a few years, Jiang Shouzun doesn't know me?" Jing Niang sneered.

Yan Buli nodded sincerely.

"Why should Lord Shouzun pretend to be stupid, when you transferred me here from Biluo Valley as soon as you took the throne, didn't you just play the idea of monopolizing the sect master? Now that you have got what you want, you should rejoice. ”

Tsk, it turns out that this beauty is Jiang Mochou's old rival. Yan Buli raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that this ghost sect was also full of blood and gossip

Jing Niang glanced at the black-clothed guard who was acting as a background next to her, and ordered, "Go and make a pot of Tai Ma's silver needle." ”

"What about croton?" The other party looked at Yan Buli with hesitant eyes.