"Was that the Lord of the Stove just now?"

Song Zhili put the bookcase on his back and clenched the folding fan, his expression slightly ugly.

In some legends, the land lord is also called the king of the stove.

Ye Ling stared at him with wide eyes and said teasingly: "Obviously, you are indiscriminate, and you are going to kill him." ”

"I didn't want to kill him directly, under the town print, the demon who fought first lost the power to resist, and then decided the merits. ”

Song Zhili shook his head and said calmly: "If I do something wrong, I will naturally apologize to him and compensate him...... To deal with monsters, you must rather make a mistake than let one go. ”

"It seems to make some sense. ”

Ye Ling followed his words, in fact, if it weren't for the sword spirit childish boy hidden in Gengjin's qi to remind him, he would probably have to do things like Song Zhili.

First beat him, let him suffer a little, subdue him, and then ask why he gave me free tea to drink?

The tea is certainly fragrant, and the smell makes people feel refreshed.

But if you don't know the roots, who would dare to take a sip rashly? There is only one life, and you should be careful when you go out.

However, the kind-hearted landlord was very innocent, and if he did a good deed, he would be severely beaten by the cultivators.

Song Zhili suddenly asked curiously.

"What does the tea taste like, and what is the effect?"

Ye Ling touched his eyes and guessed: "It's probably similar to the Open Heaven Eye in Taoism, you can see through some illusion obstacles, but it's time-sensitive, and it can only last for a few days." ”

He drank the land tea, and the divine power of the land lord blessed it, which can make the drinker's ears and eyes clear and glimpse the truth.

Song Zhili suddenly realized.

"I see. ”

"Pink Skull Temple, female ghosts take people's hearts. ”

Ye Ling's eyes followed the mountain path, as if he saw the end of the road: "After all, the end of this road is a famous ......."

Lanruo Temple!

......

"This can't be done, I lost an opportunity in vain!"

Song Zhili suddenly screamed: "You drank tea, you can break the illusion barrier, I didn't drink it, and when you go to Lanruo Temple, isn't it a little more dangerous." ”

"The land lord is gone, and it's useless for you to regret it. ”

Ye Ling replied, and said in his heart, the matter is a foregone conclusion, what's the use of regretting? Who made you so impulsive just now, I almost didn't stop you from doing it, I would have reminded you earlier.

is still practicing the peak of blood, and he has no eyesight at all, and he behaves like a reckless stunned green.

Song Zhili glanced left and right, suddenly fell to the ground, cocked his ass high, and shouted into those narrow cracks.

"The land master, the younger generation knows that he is wrong, he has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, you are old and magnanimous, so forgive the little one......"

Ye Ling's eyes were curious and asked, "What are you doing?"

Do you want the land to repay grievances with virtue and show up to enjoy tea?

However, the land lord should have left this place angrily, and sure enough, they waited for a long time, but they didn't hear an echo.

Song Zhili got up and patted the dust on the green shirt, and explained: "I am at the peak of the blood cultivation realm, and I am still short of this opportunity?...... It's just that I'm afraid that the king of the stove will be cold, and someone will pass by in the future, and he won't show up to give tea to drink. ”

Song Zhili glanced at Ye Ling and continued: "I have the responsibility to change it on the spot, how about it? The family style of the Song family in Jinghu is very mellow, right?"

Ye Ling nodded and praised, "It's not bad." ”

Song Zhili suddenly sighed and muttered in a low voice: "The love is sincere, I admit my mistakes, I have said a lot of good things one after another, the old man of the land really doesn't give face, I don't know that the younger generation has too much to say, his throat is very dry, and he urgently needs tea to quench his ......thirst."

Ye Ling heard a faint murmur, and looked at Song Zhili suspiciously.

Song Zhili hurriedly shut up, stretched out his folding fan, and inquired lightly with the wind.

"What are you doing in Guo Beicheng?

"You're not?"

Ye Ling asked rhetorically.

"Lanruo Temple is in the south of the Yangtze River, and its reputation is ...... The fame is spread all over the world, and I have heard of it in the land of Jingchu. ”

Song Zhili squeezed Ye Ling's arm, a green light appeared in his eyes, and said: "It is said that the female ghosts here are all delicate and delicate dripping water, calling good brother, making people willing to hand over their yang energy. ”

The dynasty has been in a tight state lately, and the mortal world can't find such a wonderful thing now.

Ye Ling looked at Song Zhili in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

Song Zhili asked: "Don't you want to try the taste? Your blazing yang energy, I'm afraid you can directly burn the hearts of those female ghosts." ”

"Sven sweeps the floor!"

Ye Ling looked angry, squeezed Song Zhili away, and walked straight to the front of the mountain road, not wanting to waste words with him.

It turned out to be a sanctimonious fake scholar!

......

The trail is rugged, but not difficult.

The sun was blazing, falling to the ground through the lush branches and leaves, mottled and sparse, already carrying a cool air.

I walked for half an hour.

The two stopped, leaned against the old tree by the roadside, and rested for a while.

Yukong's vision is blocked by trees, and he can't see the road clearly, so he can only rely on his feet to walk, and it is estimated that there is still a way to go from the legendary Lanruo Temple.

Song Zhili opened the bookcase, took out two bottles of water, and asked kindly, "Ye Ling, do you want to drink water?" I brought a lot. ”

"No, I brought my own. ”

Ye Ling shook his head, took out a bottle of brewed wolfberry tea from his sleeve, it was still a little warm, he chewed the red wolfberry, closed his eyes and recuperated.

"The preparation is quite sufficient, I carried some wolfberries with me, hum, I don't know the face of the person, I don't know the heart, I look at the righteousness, I have already prepared for the three hundred rounds of the battle......"

Song Zhili jokingly said cool words, his eyes suddenly froze, and he jumped back to the sleeve of Ye Ling's coat where he had just taken water.

Good guys, look away.

Psychic objects that can hide things are not common in the mountains and seas.

It turns out that he is also a hidden ......

At the moment when he panicked, someone's crisp voice came from a distance, Yingying Yanyan, very beautiful.

A group of delicate girls went down the mountain road, holding an opaque oil-paper umbrella, with a graceful posture, all wearing skirts and hairpins, like a group of ancient girls who stepped on spring, with a good temperament.

Every woman's appearance has its own spring and autumn, each oil-paper umbrella is different, some paint gorgeous peonies, some are holy green lotus, some are soft pear blossoms, some are Yonggui chrysanthemums, and some are delicate peach blossoms......

"Ahh

Click.

A girl in an apricot yellow dress seemed to have tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, snorted, and fell a few feet in front of Ye Ling and Song Zhili.

On this woman's oil-paper umbrella, a yellowish osmanthus flower is painted, which is clear and dust-free.

The girl in apricot yellow raised her pear blossom with rain face, and her open placket revealed a large area of snow white, and her bright eyes with tears looked at the two.

"Two kind sons, please save me!"

's poor acting skills make people can't bear to look at it directly.

Song Zhili swallowed his saliva, stared at the girl's placket intently, and asked without looking back: "Ye Ling, what should we do?!"

Ye Ling responded coldly: "What do you say you should do?"

Doesn't she have long legs?

Or simply broke your leg?

If you fall, wouldn't it be nice to get up on your own?

Intrigue and intrigue at a glance.

But someone doesn't seem to think so.

"Ye Ling, men and women don't kiss each other, you said that if I stepped forward to help her, would I lose my demeanor as a scholar and look abrupt and beautiful?"

Song Zhili finally looked away, looked at Ye Ling, and asked in surprise: "Well, why don't you help, the beauty is suffering, you cold-hearted young man, don't you have a little compassion and indifference?"

Ye Ling looked at Song Zhili in disbelief, his eyes were strange, he was speechless, and he didn't speak out for a long time.

"I don't help her, I don't have compassion, I don't have a cold heart, am I proud?"

"Yes, if you don't grasp the great opportunity, you are destined to die alone, I will go first. ”

Song Zhili nodded in agreement, stood up, and walked towards the girl in apricot yellow with a weak face: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic." Don't cry, beauty, my brother is here to hurt you. ”

"Childe, you're so bad, teasing people. ”

The girl in yellow who fell to the ground stretched out her hand, her voice was delicate and beautiful, like the sound of the piano, and she looked shy.

Behind the girl in apricot yellow, those ancient women holding patterned oil-paper umbrellas watched this scene coldly.

Meanwhile.

Ye Ling also stood up, his cold eyes lit up, and he looked behind the girl in apricot yellow.

The divine light in the eyes flashed away, as if under a large piece of oil-paper umbrella, a delicate leather bag, such as seeing a female ghost with a miserable white face like porcelain, and a magnificent spirit real body.

Peony, peach blossom, green lotus, orchid, moon season, plum blossom, moon season, and Song Zhili's laurel who fell to the ground to bewitch the scholar in green shirts.

and the only grease umbrella in the leader that doesn't paint flowers, a real beautiful female ghost stands.

Eight flowers and one ghost.

Nine in total.

The so-called pink skeleton, the female ghost confuses people, this is the scene.

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