"Presumptuous" Qingfeng saw that there was a lewd look in his eyes, and he knew what he was thinking. Swing the sword directly and shave his head as punishment.

After all, he was a holy son, and she didn't dare to really ask for his life. Moreover, in the pure land of Lingtian Temple, if the killing ring is opened, it will cause unnecessary trouble to the young concubine and the concubine.

Seeing her sword waving back and forth above his head, the cold sword was in close contact with his skin, at this moment, he felt his scalp tingling, death was coming, his legs were weak in fright, and he fell to the ground without an image.

"Slip away for three days and tie him to the front," Jiuyou said unhappily. She especially didn't like the way he just looked at her, she was very uncomfortable, and secretly hated that this person was really hateful, first she provoked the thief for no reason, and then she abandoned her own people, and now she still wants to beat her idea, the bad guy should be punished severely, and he will be obedient.

"Yes," Qingfeng said with murderous eyes in his eyes.

"You can't do this to me, I'm the holy son of the Muxi clan, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to your clan?" As soon as the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan saw it, he knew that they were serious, and hurriedly moved out of the Muxi Clan's name loudly in fright, hoping to use the majesty of the clan to make them feel jealous. However, his careful plan was soon seen through, and his plans were shattered.

"Collect all their storage rings, seal their spiritual veins, don't let them take the opportunity to escape, if they are not well-behaved after three days, continue to slip" Jiuyou heard his heart, and was immediately dissatisfied, this person was still unrepentant, it was really unclean.

"I am the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan, you can't do this to me, I am the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan......" The Holy Son of the Muxi Clan really knew that he was scared now, and he was terrified and kept muttering loudly.

Jiuyou frowned, this person is really noisy. Why did I go earlier, but now I know that I am afraid.

Seeing that she was displeased, Lang Yue directly teleported to him and clicked on his dumb hole.

Jiuyou immediately collected the tables and chairs and took away the lotus pod garbage. Before leaving, he looked at a majestic, high-spirited, and arrogant civet thief, and told him uneasily, "Little thief, remember, the lesson is okay, you can't see blood, if you hear it, if you are disobedient, I will tell Aunt Lan to go."

The good mood of the civet thief who had just risen was instantly poured a basin of cold water, and it was unwilling to take care of Jiuyou, so he turned his head directly and aimed his butt at her, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Qingfeng, take care of it, if it catches people again, pull it directly to the small black house to reflect," Jiuyou commanded uneasily.

"Yes," the breeze calmly commanded.

"Aim~" The civet thief screamed angrily.

As soon as Jiuyou left, the thief, who was originally a little depressed, instantly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood, full of energy and momentum, and began to inspect its loot.

Seeing the bald head of the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan, it suddenly had an impulse to stand on it, and it did it if it wanted to, so it jumped up and stood on it directly.

The holy son of the Muxi clan was panicked and angry and kept whining, but he was sealed dumb hole, no matter how desperate he was, he couldn't scream, he couldn't help but keep shaking his head, wanting to throw it down, the angry thief directly stretched out his front paws, and wanted to give him a claw directly, but remembered Jiuyou's advice before leaving, it stretched out its claws, stood in the air, and secretly glanced at Qingfeng, afraid that she would go to make a small report.

"It's okay, let's go around, I'm bleeding, I have a spiritual medicine here, which can stop the bleeding at any time, but don't hurt his life" Qingfeng looked at the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan with cold eyes and said in a low voice. Just now, the young concubine was here, she couldn't do anything, and now this civet cat is doing it for her, why not. Taizu said that all people or things that are unfavorable to Concubine Shaotian do not need to be merciful.

"Woo woo woo" When the holy son of the Muxi clan heard this, his frightened soul flew out of the sky and hurriedly protested.

The civet thief was overjoyed, and directly and unceremoniously gave the bald Muxi Clan's holy son a claw. Soon, the head of the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan was covered with several claw marks, and the skin was broken, and blood seeped out.

"Woo woo" The holy son of the Muxi clan scratched and jumped in pain, trying to catch the civet on his head, but the civet thief was as if he was ingrained in him, jumping back and forth on his head and shoulders, he couldn't catch it, and he couldn't shake it off.

The civet thief saw that he was still not well-behaved, and retaliated with another claw in front of his dark forehead, and the painful Holy Son of the Muxi Clan felt as if he was being tortured, and tears were left in both eyes, and the injured eye was mixed with blood stains, like blood and tears, so it was not miserable.

This scene stimulated the nerves of the other black-clothed people, and they all hurriedly grabbed the long ropes on the ground one by one, connected them in a row, and tied their hands. Well-behaved, like a grandson, standing aside, the atmosphere did not dare to kick.

Since the ending can't be changed, it's better to accept your fate as soon as possible, and you can suffer less torture.

In this way, from this night on, there was a very funny scene in Lingtian Temple, a kitten with a yin and yang face, black and white hair and arrogant funny, standing on a short and fat bald head with dark skin and scars, and a rope in his hand, and a large series of black-clothed people with blue noses and swollen faces tied behind him. Constantly in the crowded paths, in front of the temple, in the bamboo forest, in front of the elegant houses...... Haunted, everywhere, everywhere.

However, the monks of Lingtian Temple seemed to turn a blind eye, ignoring and ignoring them, and allowing them to parade.

The crowd began to wonder about the cat's origins.

After all, from ancient times to the present, only people treat beasts as spiritual pets, and they have never seen it, and a first-class spirit beast actually treats people as human pets, which is really eye-opening.

In the end, someone recognized that the bald head who became the head of the kitten humanoid car was the holy son of the Muxi clan. Oh my God, the holy son of the dignified family actually abandoned the dignity of man and became the pet of the beast, and the people were in an uproar, and the pilgrims were all talking, which was really a big shock, and they couldn't help but take out the messenger and spread what they had seen and heard, and told their relatives and friends, three relatives and six relatives. It didn't take long for this unbelievable news to spread rapidly, and soon all races were almost known to everyone.

All of a sudden, the entire Holy Son of the Muxi Clan became the laughing talk of all races. The elders of the Muxi clan who originally supported him temporarily turned back, because they really couldn't afford to lose this person.

Because of this, the Holy Son of the Muxi Clan stole chickens and rice, and became famous all over the world, of course, it was stigmatized, and he also lost the title of Holy Son.

At this time, the holy son of the Muxi tribe lowered his head, his face was full of blue and white, and he couldn't wait to cry and faint in the toilet. Since then, the cat has become a shadow nightmare that will never be erased in his heart.

……

After saying that Jiuyou went back, he suddenly remembered that Qiao Zhi had said at the Asking Heart Level that the ever-changing mask he wanted to give her had not yet been cashed, and Jiuyou instantly went to him happily to ask for an account.

Walking to the bamboo plank court of Zhu Yaju, Jiuyou looked at his empty hands, and secretly said that the light hand came to the door to ask for the account, and the etiquette course talked about the contacts between people, and the exchange of etiquette can last for a long time.

Then should I give him some gifts?

Jiuyou paced, thinking back and forth, very dazed.

I looked up helplessly, but found that the night was sultry today, and the bamboo shadow danced to figure out the shadow, how a beautiful word.

By the way, why don't you brew a pot of bamboo leaf green wine and give it to him? The recipe for bamboo leaf green wine is something in her mind's memory. Jiuyou began to search for detailed memories in his head:

Bamboo leaf green wine, divided into three categories:

One is to clear heat, such as bamboo leaves, gardenias, chrysanthemums, wine can restrict its heat, clear the heart and remove troubles, diuretic and detoxifying, calm dizziness, and brighten the eyes;

The second is all kinds of incense, which have the functions of strengthening the spleen and appetizing, regulating qi and neutralization, which can prevent alcohol from being injured and can help digestion;

The third is nourishing, such as angelica sinensis that nourishes blood and nourishes blood, male cloves that warm the kidneys and help yang, and fragrant chops that moisten the lungs.

Which type should I choose? Heat-clearing type? But the beauty didn't get angry at first glance? When it's hot, you can get cool when you're close to him. Fragrance type? This seems like a good one. However, the nourishing type seems to be more suitable for men.

Jiuyou, who had difficulty in choosing, suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, otherwise, all three types were brewed for him, and whatever flavor he liked, he would have it.

Jiuyou clapped his hands and secretly felt proud, he was really generous enough, and he gave three gifts.

Thinking of it, Jiuyou directly carried the skirt, trotted to the study, and began to write down the recipe ingredients of bamboo leaf green wine: gardenia, chrysanthemum, angelica, tangerine peel, sand kernel, patchouli, red sandalwood, male cloves, tonka, mountain nai, fragrant grass, bamboo leaves.

After writing it, Jiuyou picked up the note, called Lang Yue, handed it to her, and asked her to prepare the brewing props and ingredients.

Lang Yue was a little embarrassed, Qingfeng went to supervise the cat and the gang, and she was the only one left by Concubine Shaotian's side at this time, if she also left, as a guardian maid, what if someone with bad intentions came to her in the dark when she left.

Jiuyou heard her heart, and her heart was deeply moved, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the bluebell purple ring bracelet on her hand, and the dragon and phoenix jade pendant on her chest, telling her that she was not afraid of them.

Seeing that Lang Yue was still hesitant and refused to leave, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, pointed to Qiao Zhi's room, and said, "With him, don't be afraid."

At this time, Lang Yue was finally relieved, and quickly went out to run errands with a note.

After the people left, Jiuyou looked at the empty and quiet front hall, and suddenly felt a little lonely. Aunt Lan and Yinniang went to listen to the lecture, but they haven't come back yet, she was going to find a beauty, but when she thought that he hadn't come out of the room to cultivate, she thought it would be better not to disturb him, the book said that cultivators should not disturb the most, otherwise it is easy to go mad.

Jiuyou was a little bored and began to wander around the front hall, and after a while, she felt bored, she walked out of the front hall without purpose, and came to the front of the bamboo and wooden courtyard outside, looking at the four fields full of bamboo, she was stunned for a moment, bored and casually found a place, sat down, and leisurely looked up to admire the moon.