Seeing that Song Yunshang was about to fall to the ground, the chrysanthemum demon grabbed her body, smiled shyly and timidly, smiled like a spring breeze, laughed like a fish and a goose, and said in a coquettish voice: "Benefactor, you will be your person after Qingming."

The tail note dragged on for a long time, with a trill.

I didn't want to admit that I killed Song Yunsheng, because I was confessed by a male chrysanthemum demon who was more beautiful than myself, so I was so frightened that I fled Nanshan with my body overnight and escaped from my own territory.

But after escaping, Song Yunshang didn't care, and it was not too much to just go outside and break around.

What Song Yunshang didn't expect was that he didn't have the clear spring of Nanshan and the best sunshine and air on the top of the mountain, so he quickly became hungry. Everything in the mortal world costs money, Song Yunshang has no money, and she can't turn stones into gold, and all she can do is the peony lantern that scares and scares demons.

On the second day of escaping from Nanshan, the peony demon, who had been living a prosperous life, was actually hungry on the streets of Chenzhou, and was almost knocked out and taken away by the lustful gentleman.

Brother Gongzi has always been idle, and when he saw it, he stopped Song Yunshang on the street and didn't let her go, and took advantage of Song Yunsheng's defenselessness to pinch her face, laughing happily.

Song Yunshang was so angry that he set fire to it, but the peony lantern was full of real fire, and it couldn't be extinguished! The boy, who was still looking at the same face, was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and rolled all over the street in pain. Seeing this, the little guy hurriedly ran to invite the Taoist priest to collect the demon, where is this ordinary Taoist priest Song Yunsheng's opponent. In the end, he could only let the boy kneel on the ground and shout: "The female bodhisattva spares her life!" Song Yunshang then withdrew.

That boy's life is fine, but he has a large burn on his back, and it will hurt for at least two months, and he may have a scar in the future.

Song Yunshang originally thought that this matter was over, but she didn't want retribution to come quickly, she was struck by a thunderbolt that night because of this incident, but fortunately, a fairy leaf floated out of nowhere, blocking another thunderbolt. Rao was so lucky, but it still hurt so much that Song Yunshang lay in the thousand-year-old banyan tree cave for three days and three nights.

The old banyan tree told her that she couldn't shoot at anyone else. Retribution is coming the fastest. With her qualifications. It is a good material for cultivating immortals, Shushan condenses the essence of heaven and earth, and it is the most good place to cultivate immortals, so she might as well try her luck. It's better than wandering between these worlds.

This one goes back and forth. Song Yunshang is also tired of being a demon. Hearing that the old banyan tree said this, he also felt that cultivating immortals was a way out. Even if she can't cultivate to become an immortal, she might as well ask. Is there a way to go back to the 21st century? Although this flower demon is good, but when he was bullied by humans, he couldn't even fight back, and he was really aggrieved.

Thinking so, Song Yunshang asked the mountain spirits and ghosts for directions, and went all the way south, heading to Shu Mountain.

Song Yunshang lived at the foot of Shu Mountain for half a month, but he couldn't find a way to go to Shu Mountain.

Every day, the belly of the oriental fish turned white, and Song Yunshang opened his eyes, pondering his careful thoughts. There are countless little demons at the foot of Shu Mountain, and most of them are also rushing to cultivate immortals, compared to Nanshan, this side can be regarded as much cleaner. The morning bell and the dusk drum are peaceful, and I don't know how long it has been.

Occasionally, there is a blockbuster immortal cultivation Huigen, and most of them are ordinary people, Song Yunshang has not been formed for a long time, but his mana is definitely the best among these little demons. Therefore, there are also people who are interested in making friends who come to Song Yunshang for advice, Song Yunshang did not have any scheming at first, and honestly told the secret of the peony lantern. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the lantern to be stolen, and Song Yunshang woke up, and he no longer dared to easily believe in these scoundrel spirits, but fortunately, the peony lantern was formed with her, and she was only driven by herself, and Song Yunshang could recall the lantern with only one thought.

The children of Sanqing often go down the mountain, and they have long been accustomed to the disputes between these little demons, and if they don't affect the peace of the surrounding people, they won't make a move. Song Yunshang was in a hurry to go up the mountain, and he used his brain, a young disciple went down the mountain to purchase, and Song Yunshang transformed into a human form and leaned under a peach tree to rest, just waiting for this person to pass by and take her for a ride.

"Little Daoist, someone in the slave family's hometown was killed bizarrely, I am afraid that the demon is evil, the slave family came to Shushan, and I want to ask the Taoist to help the little woman. But I accidentally broke my foot here, and I couldn't move, I don't know if I can ask Xiao Dao Ye to carry the slave family for a ride."

Song Yunshang rarely deceives people, let alone the trick of making foxes, and now he is so flustered that he is talking a few words. I want to learn from the bewitching women in my impression, I picked up the thin shirt on my chest, half covered it and half covered it, but I was so ashamed that I dared to hold on to the thin shirt on my chest tightly and cover it more tightly.

This scene fell in the eyes of this little disciple, but it was very different, I saw that the girl in front of her had tears in her eyes, her lips were pursed, and she really looked like she had been wronged and cried pear blossoms with rain, and her appearance was delicate and soft, her eyes were pure and sincere, and the little disciple immediately had an instinctive desire to protect herself, and patted her chest on the spot: "Don't cry, don't cry, poor Dao will take you to see the master." ”

The little disciple picked up Song Yunsheng and walked up the mountain, Song Yunshang was a little apprehensive in her heart, she heard this method from the mountain spirit at the foot of Shu Mountain. Ordinary demons and ghosts can't enter the enchantment of Shu Mountain, but if the luck and ability of the people who travel with them are strong enough, they can also give it a try. But looking at this fledgling little disciple, it's just that he can't see her demon form, and he even believes her lies, and nine times out of ten he can't get past the enchantment.

Song Yunshang is sad, it's hard for her to be cheeky and make a beauty trick.

The wind is blowing, rolling up the fallen leaves in the ground, after all, it is spring in March, and even the fallen leaves are turquoise colors.

At this moment, another person walked over from the mountain road, and Song Yunshang was lying on the back of the little disciple and looked up. I saw that the man was dressed in a straight white robe, with pale blue curled edges, and the cuffs were outlined with silver-white silk threads to outline a few beautiful auspicious clouds, and the wind poured in from the cuffs, rolled up the hem, and the intricate layers of robes danced, and there was really a bit of a floating fairy spirit.

Song Yunshang couldn't take his eyes off it all of a sudden, and couldn't help but secretly praise that the same dress was worn by different people, and it was so different.

The man's eyebrows were like peaks, he looked very serious and serious, his bright black eyes looked straight at Song Yunsheng, and then asked, "Su Bai, what's going on?" The voice was distinctly indifferent and old-fashioned.

Perhaps the fragrance of peach blossoms in March is too strong. Maybe it's because this blue and white Taoist robe is very good-looking, Song Yunshang suddenly had a hint of illusion, the glamorous goblin and the indifferent Taoist leader, the long-cherished wish destined in the past and present life

didn't have time to think more, the amazing cold light in the man's eyes suddenly woke up Song Yunsheng, yes, she is a demon now, and the Sanqing disciple is a demon collector, she can't expose herself!

The little disciple had always been a little afraid of this cold-faced senior brother, and lowered his head. Eyes dodged: "Division." Senior brother, this female benefactor has a demon in her hometown, and she specially came to our Shushan but she accidentally broke her foot, so. That's why I carried her up the hill."

Song Yunsheng's Taoism is not high. I can't see the depth of this young and handsome Taoist master's skills. Carefully put away the breath of his whole body, pretending to be a pitiful victim. Song Yunshang felt that the man was standing on a high place looking at her, frowning. His eyes were cold, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Song Yunshang was a little depressed and aggrieved in her heart,

Why, look down on demons? She was a human again!

After a long time, the man finally turned sideways without saying a word, and made way up the mountain. The little disciple was nervous and happy, thanked the senior brother, and hurriedly carried Song Yunshang on his back and pedaled up the steps. Song Yunshang raised his eyes in disbelief, but it happened to meet the man's eyes, and he couldn't see his emotions, Song Yunshang hurriedly withdrew his eyes in a panic, but the corner of his eye saw him following behind the two and going up the mountain together.

Song Yunshang felt that her little heart was pounding loudly, and she didn't know if the little disciple who was carrying her had found out. She deceived this kind and innocent little disciple, and her conscience is being condemned, not to mention that the enchantment on the mountain road of Shushan is still a problem, and now there is a Taoist master who doesn't know if he has seen her body, his eyes are like torches, staring at her!

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, Song Yunshang held his breath and was nervous all the way, but he didn't expect to really reach the top of the mountain.

I don't know if it's the luck of this little disciple or the ability of this long man to help, in short, being able to go up to the top of the mountain can be regarded as a small step of success. The little disciple took Song Yunshang to the door of the Taoist temple and stopped, and was about to enter the door to inform the master, Song Yunshang responded, while finding a stone table to sit down, while secretly thinking about how to talk to the master of the sect later. Unexpectedly, a white shadow flickered in front of her, Song Yunshang hurriedly raised her eyes to look, only to see the cold-faced Taoist stretching out his hand to poke her head, Song Yunshang was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, thinking that he had been exposed.

But he saw the cold face of the long hand for a moment, and then gradually retracted it, and then looked intently, only to see a pink peach blossom between his fingers.

It should have been under the peach tree just now, and the wind blew on his hair, Song Yunshang thought.

The cold face flashed in his long eyes, and he suddenly felt lost, and his thin lips were pursed lightly: "Tonight, the peach blossoms are blooming."

Then he didn't look at Song Yunshang anymore, turned around and left. Song Yunshang felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember anything wrong for a while, in short, this cold-faced Taoist seemed to be ready to let her go.

This man is really strange!

The little disciple staggered out, his face beaming with joy, "Female benefactor, female benefactor, the same person in charge of the sect has agreed with you." ”

The name of the Taoist is Jinyunzi, Song Yunshang can be regarded as a coincidence, Jinyunzi retreated three years ago, and only came out of the customs half a month ago. This Dao Leader is quite profound, but after pinching his fingers, he roughly knows the cause of what has been bothering Song Yunshang recently. I haven't seen any scene in Shushan, and he can be regarded as a busy man, and Pudu sentient beings refer to all sentient beings, not this little demon of unknown origin.

was about to shirk it, but suddenly saw the purple air in the sky coming from the east, the stars shining, and a distinguished guest came. Shocked, he hurriedly pinched his fingers and counted again, sure enough, this flower demon was not an ordinary little demon, but it was actually blessed by the immortals, and he hurriedly meditated on the spot, broke away from the flesh and bones of the mortal fetus, and went to greet the nine heavenly guests.

The decoration of the Taoist temple is simple and beautiful, simple and exquisite, and it can be seen everywhere that this is a building with a profound history and a long history. Song Yunshang followed the little disciple in a blue and white robe, walked on the winding bluestone path, passed through a corridor, and suddenly opened up in front of him, it was actually a huge palace. The main hall is built on the top of the mountain, located on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the scenery of ten miles and thousands of miles of mountains. The mountain breeze poured into the main hall, blowing the surrounding gauze tents one after another, and the scenery inside could be glimpsed one or two, mysterious and solemn appearance. Song Yunsheng couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart, and began to have some expectations for the capable person who was in charge of the teaching.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a mountain range not far away, purple gas was swirling, and clouds and mist were churning, so he asked the little disciple curiously why this was. The little disciple looked at it intently, thought for a while, and cautiously said to her: "Donor, look, there is a tall tower on that mountain, which is the famous Demon Town Tower of our Shu Mountain, and this purple gas should be caused by the ten thousand demons of the Town Demon Tower, it doesn't matter, no monsters can escape from the Town Demon Tower!" The little disciple said this, and his face was not without pride.

Song Yunshang didn't ask much, but the Demon Town Tower had heard that she came today for another purpose. Then he thanked the little disciple and walked to the main hall that stood on the top of the mountain.

When Song Yunshang entered the door, the rumored master was smiling and performing his tea ceremony kung fu.

Song Yunshang cautiously walked a few steps into the main hall, pretending to be weak, while gently raising his eyes to observe this respected old man. I saw that he had a childish face, strange eyebrows and eyes, a finch feather hat on his head, a wide lake blue robe, black curled edges, and the most bizarre thing was that he was wearing a pair of fat and bloated bloomers, and his feet were stepping on high thick-soled boots. There were two long jade-colored tassels pinned to the feather hat, which naturally hung down, and they were longer than the height of a person, dragging them on the ground.

Jinyunzi is already thin and long, and this dress is indescribably joyful. When he saw Song Yunshang coming slowly, he got up unhurriedly and wanted to put away the tea set. The fat bloomers looked empty between his shriveled figure, but after a few steps, the long tassels twisted his black boots.

He didn't seem to notice it, but instead had words in his mouth, and the guest left, leaving the female benefactor to wait for a long time.

Song Yunshang felt that she must have been fooled by the old banyan tree!

This, where is it like a virtuous and skilled immortal! Even the old liar Zhang Banxian who I saw on the street a few days ago was a little more decent than him, and she was looking forward to it just now!

Jinyunzi has never done any work, but he is not even used to such trivial things as making tea sets. (To be continued......)