After coming out of Yaolao's stone cave, Zhen Cheng sat boredly on the big stone in the hot spring ditch.

"Poof!" Zhen Cheng threw the bronze medal stained with liquid medicine in his hand directly into the hot spring ditch, and the splash was enough to wet the corners of Zhen Cheng's clothes. "! This thing is quite heavy! ”

Wu Lei and the others were all cultivating in their hearts, Zhen Cheng scolded, lay on the stone, and crossed Erlang's legs to pretend to sleep.

Even if Wu Yaozu was such a gentleman, he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest in his cultivation. Although he has reached the ninth level of the Qi cultivation period, if he can't cultivate more completely, even if he has a Zhuji Dan, the probability of failure is very high.

Alchemy is important, but if the cultivation does not reach the foundation building period, then even if Yao Lao teaches everyone the art of alchemy, it will be in vain.

The Medicine Garden does not accept disciples below the Qi cultivation period, and it is mainly for this reason.

The night in the medicine garden, as before, Zhen Cheng was lying on the stone, bored and didn't know what to do. What people fear most is not busyness, but idleness.

"Let's go for a walk in the Scripture Pavilion!" I don't know weishenme, since yesterday's hot spring, Zhen Cheng's energy has become very abundant, and his spirit is also extremely excited. After soaking in the hot spring water, Xia Dantian was moisturized, and when he woke up, Zhen Cheng felt that he had inexhaustible strength.

The bronze medal soaked in the hot spring water is no longer black, and the liquid medicine gradually dissolves under the washing of the hot spring water, revealing the original color of the bronze medal.

"It's antique, and I don't know if it's worth it when I take it out!" Zhen Cheng reached out and picked up the bronze medal from the ditch, wiped it on his body, muttered to himself, and walked towards his cave.

The Scripture Pavilion is in a village, this is all the information that Zhen Cheng knows. As for whether the Scripture Pavilion will open at night, Zhen Cheng didn't bother to think about it, if it opens, then he will go in and read the book to pass the time; If you don't open the door, then you should be distracted.

It has been several days since Ge Hongtao's incident, and Zhen Cheng has not heard any information from Qian Yuhan and others about the wanted pursuit of murderers, and it is estimated that the matter has gradually subsided.

Zhen Cheng took the animal skin bag and the pill from his cave, and quickly swept towards the entrance of the medicine garden. If you don't have a book you like to read, you can go to Ercun to play by yourself and have a good time.

"The people who came to admire the moon are here, and the scenery is vaguely like last year." When Zhen Cheng jumped down from Kaikabo Peak, Qianyu Xue was sitting alone in his courtyard enjoying the bright moonlight and cold starry sky.

The moonlight in the mountains is so high-pitched and so sultry. In the deepest part of Qianyuxue's memory, this moonlight and starry sky have become a scenery that can never be erased in memory.

Cun Nuote went back to the second village, his sister Qianyuhan went to the medicine garden, his father was practicing, and his brother was also practicing. In the huge village of Kaikabo Peak, there may only be an idler like Qianyuxue.

Qian Yuxue once wanted to raise a few kittens or puppies to pass the lonely and boring time, but thinking that her behavior might cause her father's unhappiness and disturb her brother's cultivation, she had to hide such thoughts in her heart.

When she was young before, Qian Yuxue didn't feel how lonely and difficult it was to be on such a moonlit night. However, as she gets older, Qianyuxue becomes more and more afraid of such a moonlit night, and more and more afraid of loneliness.

Late at night in a village, it's like a cemetery. Although it was full of living people, no one could talk to Qianyuxue. For many years, the night in a village was silent. Because everyone has to be busy cultivating, this is also the main reason why so many deacons will rush out when Weishenme Qianyuxue and Yuqianyan shout.

Young girls, how many girls will not have spring?

Qian Yuxue went to work in the entertainment workshop in the second village, in fact, it was not just to earn pills, the implicit purpose was also to find people there who appreciated and pitied him, and he was eager to find a man to accompany him.

There are many men in the second village, but most of them are old men over forty years old. The young man who is the same age as Qian Yuxue is either married and has children, or a young talent who is hiding in a village to cultivate. Those old men who were drunk and dreamed of death in the entertainment workshop, Qian Yuxue had also considered it, but looking at the men who were red-eyed for the pills, Qian Yuxue would rather be alone than wronged herself.

Qianyu Xue has an easy-going personality, which is completely different from Qianyu Han's fierceness. Even if Qianyuxue has something on her mind, she will always hide it with a sunny smile on her face, and Qianyuhan, even if she suffers a little grievance, will scream.

"I've finished reading another book!" Qian Yuxue looked at a book of poems in her hand and sighed in amazement, "I'm going to borrow books from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again!" ”

Looking at the closed door of her father and brother, Qian Yuxue hesitated and struggled, returned to the room, took the bronze medal of her father's borrowed books, put on the Monkey King mask, and walked out of the house lightly.

Since something happened on the way home last time, Chiba Snow has rarely gone out at night. Although reluctant, thinking about the long night of boredom, Qian Yuxue still had the courage to go out.

The moonlight pierced through the night, and a dark shadow paused for a moment in the middle of a village, and then sped away towards the cliff to the north.

Yao Lao did not specify the location of the Scripture Pavilion, not deliberately making things difficult for Zhen Cheng or pretending to be mysterious.

In a village, the location of the Scripture Pavilion is very conspicuous, as long as you pay a little attention, the Scripture Pavilion is actually in front of you.

After coming down from the peak, keep walking, walk to the middle of a village, turn around, pass through a tall bamboo forest, and walk to the end, you can see the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion suspended in mid-air.

The hanging scripture pavilion is like a big bird perched alone on the steep rock wall in the shadow of the trees.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion hangs between the half-cliffs and cliffs, and is about 20 meters high from the ground. In the moonlit night, looking at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion from afar, it is like a relief embedded in the cliff, and when you look closely, there is a great tendency to fly in the air. On the surface, it seems that there are more than a dozen wooden pillars with thick bowls that support the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but in fact, some of the wooden pillars are not stressed at all.

According to local conditions, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion makes full use of the natural state of the cliff to arrange and build all parts of the pavilion, and builds the layout and shape of the general pavilion plane building in the three-dimensional space.

"Strange, suspenseful, clever!" Looking up, Zhen Cheng sighed softly. Although the voice was not high, it was so abrupt and loud, and some of the big birds that were originally perched flew away with strange screams, adding to the mysterious and terrifying color of the Zangjing Pavilion.

"Jindanmen disciple Zhen Cheng asks to see, please show up!" Zhen Cheng shouted loudly into the empty air.

In Zhen Cheng's impression, where the scriptures are hidden, there will definitely be old monsters. Dressed in tatters, a loyal mute face, a hunchbacked eccentric old man with one less eye, and those who can guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion anyway are generally reclusive masters, and there are few normal people.

The sound reverberates through the cliffs, drumming the night, adding to the mystery and grotesqueness of the night.

"Huh-" Walking in the bamboo forest in fear, after hearing Zhen Cheng's voice, his heart hurriedly stopped, and he looked at Zhen Cheng's back with a pale face. "Why is it so familiar? How do I feel like I've heard this sound somewhere? ”

"Damn! Isn't it open? Zhen Cheng scolded angrily, and the bronze medal of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in his hand glowed coldly in the moonlight.

"Isn't he dead?" Qianyuxue, who was hidden in the bamboo forest, bit her pale lip with her teeth, knowing who the man in front of her was. To Qianyuxue's surprise, Ge Hongtao was obviously dead, how could he insult his pervert and still be alive?

Qianyuxue felt hot all over her body, and her cheeks turned red. Thinking about the lips that were kissed by the man in front of him, and thinking about his buttocks and tender legs being pinched by the man in front of him, Qian Yuxue wanted to rush up and shoot Zhen Cheng to death now.

"What's your name?" Qian Yuxue touched the Monkey King mask on her face, and her mood calmed down a lot. Suppressing his anger, he stood up, walked boldly to the edge of the bamboo forest, and asked in a cold voice.

"Jindanmen Sect disciple Zhen Cheng greets his seniors!" When Zhen Cheng was looking around, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him. Hurriedly turned around to look, saw the woman wearing a mask, bent down and replied respectfully.

"Jindanmen?" Zhen Cheng's two arrow-like gazes projected over, and Qian Yuxue felt very flustered. It seems that I have heard of Jindanmen somewhere, why can't I remember it?

Zhen Cheng tried his best to look at Qianyu Xue twenty meters away, and suddenly felt very familiar.

How is this outfit and this mask exactly the same as when Qian Yuhan was in Yanjing?

Zhen Cheng tried his best to smell the smell, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and it was a headwind, except for the faint fragrance of bamboo, Zhen Cheng couldn't smell anything.

Could it be that the women who drive Kabo Peak are all in this shape? Thinking about Yu Qianyan and Gongsun Linglong, Zhen Cheng guessed suspiciously, Qian Yuhan would definitely not appear here, he was still in tears just now, it was impossible to appear here at this time to play tricks on himself.

"Humph! Can't find death? Why don't you answer yet! Zhen Cheng didn't speak, Qian Yuxue's hands and feet were cold, and she scolded loudly like an old woman.

"Senior, the Jindan Sect is a sect that has just been established by the Nine Ancestors Yao Lao! I am Zhen Cheng, the eldest disciple of Jindanmen! Zhen Cheng explained with a wry smile, pointed to the peak and said, "Medicine Garden, seniors always know, right?" You've probably been in the Scripture Pavilion for a long time, so you don't know! Jindanmen was only established yesterday! ”

"Am I old?" Like many women, when they are called old women, old old-timers, young and beautiful girls can even forget their fears.

"This-" Zhen Cheng could feel the killing intent, hesitated for a moment and said, "Then what do I call it?" ”

Zhen Cheng stood motionless, and Qian Yuxue's mood calmed down a lot. Looking at Zhen Cheng's polite and polite appearance, Qian Yuxue was a little skeptical that she had recognized the wrong person.

"Your name is Zhen Cheng?" Qian Yuxue thought back to Zhen Cheng's words just now, suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, and suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

Depend on! Could it be that Zhen Cheng's name is hard to hear? Hearing the strangeness of Qian Yuxue's voice, Zhen Cheng thought very stinkily, could it be that his name has been widely spread in a village?

"That's right! I am Zhen Cheng! I am Zhen Cheng, who is responsible for distributing pills every month! Zhen Cheng felt that to introduce himself, he must bring some identity. The identity of the medicine garden handyman cannot be said, and the errand of his own management must be mentioned. It's like being a small section chief, but I'm the finance chief.

Damn, Lao Tzu is in charge of pills, I call you aunts, aunts, grandmothers, disobedient, next month, you don't want pills. Zhen Cheng straightened his spine a little proudly, feeling that the other party should treat him respectfully.

"Damn!" It turned out that the pervert who was often cursed by his sister was the young man in front of him, and it was this damn guy who withheld the pills at home. I was still a little hesitant when I saw Zhen Cheng just now, but now it seems that he must be this bastard who was indecent that night. killed Ge Hongtao by mistake, it must be Zhen Chengbu's bureau.

Qianyu Xue is not only not stupid, but Bingxue is smart. Looking at Zhen Cheng twenty meters away, Qian Yuxue wanted to rush over and shoot this hateful guy to death. Damn, it's so damnable! Ge Hongtao became a substitute ghost in a daze, he killed people in a daze, and he also risked being killed to help Zhen Cheng get rid of the charge, how can his conscience be safe?

"Disgusted?" The distance was a little far, and Qian Yuxue's voice was not loud, Zhen Cheng was very surprised and explained, "The distribution of pills is indeed quite disgusting!" You don't even know how disgusting the three old guys in a village who are responsible for receiving the pills are! pretending to be the same as his grandson, but telling lies and trying to deceive people! Especially the thousand mountains in a village are the most unruly thing, there are obviously two waste daughters in the family, and they still want to receive the pill in full, doesn't he know that the pill is refined, not pulled out by a goat? ”

"-" Qianyuxue's eyes turned black and she almost fainted. Zhen Cheng actually said in front of himself that the Qianjia family had two waste daughters, and also said that the pill was a round feces pulled out by a goat, which was hateful, it was really hateful.

"Those who live in seclusion in the bamboo forest must be pure and desireless! Since you don't like what I just called, then I'll call you Sister Fairy! I don't know what my sister's name is? Zhen Cheng wanted to ask the masked girl in front of him how old she was, but he hesitated for a moment and gave up.

Such a moonlight, such a dark little bamboo forest, and a slender woman chatting with you, even if you can't borrow the beautiful books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion tonight, it's worth it. It's not bad to get to know the beauties, spank the ass, and learn about the situation in the Zangjing Pavilion.

"Sister? Hum! Qian Yuxue was so angry that she snorted coldly and reprimanded, "Whose little beast are you, you don't even understand the seniority?" You can't call me grandma! Call me Grandma! ”

Qian Yuxue wanted to scold Zhen Cheng very much, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't find the right words to scold.

"Grandma?" Zhen Cheng felt that his skin was dry, and small bumps had grown. secretly said in his heart, no wonder the woman in front of him wanted to wear a mask, it turned out to be the figure of a girl and the appearance of a grandmother.

"Grandma!" Zhen Cheng had no interest in the woman in front of him at all. The face of the devil and the figure of an angel can still be used, but it is a big deal to press it on the bed * flower, and the eyes are out of sight. If the woman in front of her gets into bed, and after she finishes it, she loses a bed of gray hair, and she will really be unable to get rid of the humiliation.

"Humph! That's not for grandma I kneel! Seeing that Zhen Cheng was frightened by himself, and he didn't recognize himself, Qian Yuxue was bold and snorted coldly!

Zhen Cheng's forehead was full of black lines, his eyes widened, and he looked at Qian Yuxue and scolded loudly, "I'm your grandmother!" Damn, it's almost as good as you kneeling for me! ”