Wu Zhenzi Zhengse said: "From today on, the Yongyou pen is you, Zhang Tianyi's!" ”

The little Taoist priest was startled and jumped up in shock. He didn't even care about the rudeness, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, you, are you crazy?" ”

Wu Zhenzi shook his head: "Such a big thing, how dare the poor Dao joke!" ”

Seeing his serious expression, the little Taoist priest was even more confused: "Brother Dao, this kind of divine object is also a relic of the ancestor master, how can the kid dare to steal it for himself?" ”

Wu Zhenzi said: "Poor Dao naturally doesn't dare to make his own decisions about this matter, this is the unanimous decision of my Jiuxiao Palace. ”

"There are three reasons for this."

"First, your Tianyi faction is originally a branch of my Shenxiao faction, and it is of the same origin, and the relics of the ancestor are suitable for you to use."

"Second, back then, Master Zu had a word first, and those who could summon gods and thunders were qualified to use this pen. Yongyou's pen fell into my Jiuxiao Palace, also because the old man of the ancestor also summoned thunder in public. It's a pity that in the past 30 years, no one in the Shenxiao Sect has such ability. Since Tianyizi you have this magical power, it is just right for you to be blessed with a pen, presumably the Shenxiao faction has nothing to say. ”

"Third, you have a great favor to my Nine Night Palace. You don't care about life and death, you come from afar to help, this is grace. You summoned thunder during the day and let my Jiuxiao Palace regain its prestige, this is grace. And this kindness, I can't repay it in the Nine Night Palace. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Zhenzi seemed to be unable to speak, hesitated, and continued: "Because of this matter, you and Mrs. Zun were detained for the great crime of conspiracy. In the past few days, my Jiuxiao Palace has also consulted with other tribes, and they mean that if this matter is no longer involved in the Shenxiao faction, they will definitely not help. And if I want to wash away such a big sin by relying on my Nine Night Palaces alone, I will be powerless. ”

"It's reasonable, Tianyizi, my Shenxiao faction should also do my best to help. This is like this, and the poor road is really ashamed! This heavenly blessing pen can be regarded as my Jiugongxiao's compensation for you, please don't shirk! ”

Wu Zhenzi's words had been said very clearly, but the little Taoist priest still couldn't believe it. Can such a divine object really belong to oneself?

Although the Jade Night Rune is also a divine object, after the last time it was used, the power of the gods in it is gone. The little Taoist priest tried it, although its quality is indeed much better than the peach wood talisman, but it is not the same as the previous time, once the talisman comes out, the gods and ghosts will be destroyed! And the Yongyou pen is intact. Moreover, after using a magic weapon like the peach wood talisman a few times, it is very troublesome to open the altar to invite the gods and infuse the mana. And the Yongyou pen is ready to use.

Can such a divine object really belong to oneself?

This gift is too heavy, this love is too heavy, the little Taoist priest wanted to refuse, but he looked at Yongyou pen, his "no" word, but he couldn't say it.

Wu Zhenzi understood the little Taoist's thoughts, smiled slightly, put the Yongyou pen into the jade box, closed the lid of the box, and solemnly handed it over to the little Taoist.

The little Taoist's hand trembled slightly, but he clenched the jade box tightly, and he was reluctant to let go of it any longer. The word "no" was even thrown out of the clouds by him.

Wu Zhenzi glanced at Yongyou's pen nostalgically and waved his hand: "Tianyizi, you go, the poor road won't send you." ”

The little Taoist priest bowed deeply, and without saying a word, he turned around and left. It seems that he is afraid that if he walks slowly, Wu Zhenzi will take the divine object in his arms and ask for it back.

Out of the Nine Night Palace, Xu Ruoxue saw that the little Taoist priest was in a trance, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with the husband?" What did Satoru Mako tell you? You've become like this. ”

The little Taoist priest pulled Xu Ruoxue aside like a thief, carefully took out the jade box from his arms, and opened it as if offering a treasure.

Xu Ruoxue picked up the Yongyou pen casually, shone it in the sun, and said casually: "Husband, this jade is excellent, and this carving skill is also excellent, it is worth a thousand taels of silver." But it's not worth the husband to be nervous like this, is it that the husband is very short of money now? ”

Seeing her casually throw the Yongyou pen into the jade box, the little Taoist priest shouted distressedly: "My aunt, you lighter, lighter, okay?" This is a divine object, a divine object, not to mention spending money to buy it, even if the emperor Lao Tzu takes half of the country in exchange, he can't exchange it. This is even more precious than the Lingxiao Rune! ”

As soon as she said this, Xu Ruoxue's expression became solemn.

The little Taoist priest put the jade box into Xu Ruoxue's hand: "Ruoxue, this Yongyou pen will be kept by you." Your martial arts are strong, and if you put something on you, it will be foolproof. ”

Xu Ruoxue hesitated: "But if this kind of magic weapon is placed on me, what should I do when my husband wants to use it?" ”

The little Taoist priest explained: "The Yongyou pen is only useful when drawing talismans, but it is not usually used. ”

After speaking, he was not at ease, and still told himself: "Ruoxue, you must remember that your husband has entrusted your wealth and life to you." At the critical moment, even if you don't want your husband, you have to protect this artifact, understand? ”

Xu Ruoxue nodded obediently on the surface, but thought in her heart: "Hmph, don't say anything about Yongyou pen, even if all the treasures in the whole day are added up, they can't be worth a finger of my husband." When it comes to the critical moment, it is naturally the husband who cares, who can take care of a broken pen. ”

After three days of walking out of Lizhou City, the two arrived in a small county. After settling down at the inn, the little Taoist priest couldn't wait to try the magic effect of the Yongyou pen.

He first meditated for a long time, and after pranayama, he set up the simplest altar, and the altar was used only the most common things, such as three animals and fruits.

After asking for the gods, the little Taoist priest took out the high-grade cinnabar and high-grade rune paper, and used the Yongyou pen to draw thirty talismans.

After the painting was finished, the little Taoist priest pressed the pounding heart and felt it carefully.

As expected, out of the thirty talismans, as many as ten are spirit talismans!

Talismans! In the past, the little Taoist priests only received spiritual runes at large-scale festivals such as the Santai Guan Dharma Meeting and the Jiuxiao Palace Dharma Festival, and by chance.

And now, it is just the most ordinary and simple altar, and it can draw spiritual runes.

In addition to the spirit runes, the mana contained in those ordinary runes is by no means comparable to ordinary ones. There are many, and there are fifty percent more, and they have caught up with the spirit runes.

Such a miraculous effect, really, God!

The power of the spirit rune is by no means comparable to that of ordinary runes. Like a general who has turned into a monster, if he stands still, a rune can make him disappear. There are more than 20 spirit runes, which should also make his soul scatter. As for ordinary talismans, even if they are thrown to death, they can't hurt them in the slightest!

With this artifact in hand, you can't destroy any ghosts! The little Taoist priest was full of pride for a while.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Pushing open the window and looking at the drizzle outside the window, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but be full of poetry, and wanted to write a wonderful poem. Helplessly, the ink in my stomach was really limited, and after thinking about it for a long time, I finally chanted a wonderful poem.

"Husband, it's really annoying to disturb people's dreams early in the morning." Xu Ruoxue on the bed said lazily, and after speaking, she didn't forget to mumble and stretch.

Looking at the jade hands stretched out of the quilt, white and tender like lotus roots, the little Taoist priest smiled, and his hand reached into the quilt.

Xu Ruoxue was shocked and shouted, "Husband, don't want it, it's cold." ”

The little Taoist priest naturally didn't listen.

But after a while, Xu Ruoxue said glutinously: "Husband, don't want it, it's hot." ”

The little Taoist smiled evilly: "Then let the husband help you go to the fire." ”

Xu Ruoxue was shocked: "Don't be a husband." In the daylight, it will be heard. ”

The little Taoist priest thought about it, although it was a separate courtyard, but at this time, the voice would inevitably come out. So I had to squeeze it again, and then reluctantly withdrew my hand.

Xu Ruoxue couldn't help but get tired, and a roll of her eyes flew in disgust. After receiving it, the little Taoist priest sighed: "It's amazing, the night style of this peerless woman is becoming more and more charming." Fortunately, he is the body of the sun, and he can still suppress her to the death. ”

The two of them stuck together for a long time before they went out.

After going out, the drizzle was still falling. Xu Ruoxue had the thoughts of her youngest daughter, and whispered "Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return". Then I went to buy a green hat and a green robe, and after I put it on, I pestered the little Taoist priest and said that I wanted to go out.

The little Taoist priest despised her fiercely in his heart: It's not spring, it's still raining, and it's green.

However, on the surface, the beauty has a life, and he naturally happily complied.

So, outside the city, in the drizzle, a Taoist priest and a beauty walked slowly side by side. Seeing that there was no one around, he walked and walked, and his hands were tightly held together.

At this time, he sang a few poems.

Xu Ruoxue's poetry is flourishing, and after a while, there will be a song "The light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass is close but there is nothing." It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital. ”

After a while, I will sing a song "Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring." May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

Walk slowly all the way, chant poetry all the way. The little Taoist priest secretly stammered when he heard it: "I'll go, I thought this woman who could only dance with swords and swords, but it turned out that her stomach was still full of ink." Hey, it's much stronger than my little half-bottle of ink. ”

After walking for half an hour, when You Xing gradually left, the two saw a stone pavilion suddenly appear next to the official road in front of them.

Xu Ruoxue was overjoyed and trotted over with the little Taoist.

Approaching the stone pavilion, the two quickly let go. It turned out that there were already people in the pavilion.

It is also a man and a woman, and also a young couple. The woman was concentrating on making tea, and there was a maid standing beside her.

The man was enjoying the rain, and when he saw the two of them, he immediately laughed and said: "Such a good day, such a beautiful scenery, you can see the virtuous couple, this rain is even more mellow." The two of you, please meet by chance, please enter the pavilion to taste tea. ”

After entering the pavilion, the man looked at the two of them, applauded and smiled: "What a pair!" ”

Hearing this, the woman looked up and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and gui and bi." The white grass is pure, and there are women like jade. ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." He glanced at the couple and praised: "In front of the virtuous couple, you don't dare to call yourself a beautiful person!" ”

The four of them looked at each other and smiled.

This is not a lie.

The man, dressed in a pleated shirt, was dressed as a scribe. Wearing a purple sara on his head, this is even more exclusive to Jinshi. Born very handsome, there is a breath all over the body, good-looking and better-smelling, and the book is angry.

The woman, wearing a purple shirt and hairpin hairpin, although she was also veiled and couldn't see her face clearly, but her graceful and moving temperament rushed to her face. When people see it, their hearts are soft and warm.

Two pairs of beautiful people, sitting around, in this rain, in this pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.