The original figure of four people is now only three people left, and there is a sense of loneliness between heaven and earth.

Xiu'er pinched her sleeves and kept wiping her tears, her eyes were red, and she shrugged her shoulders and sobbed silently.

Xiao Zhi drooped his head, and he also looked down.

Zhou Xuanqing wanted to comfort them, but he couldn't start, after all, he was also someone who needed to be comforted. After being silent for a long time, he deliberately spoke out easily, "Don't be sad, the master and the master are going to the capital to live a good life of wealth and prosperity, so we have to be good." ”

Xiao Zhi thought of something and immediately blurted out: "Senior sister." Thinking about it, he changed his words and said, "Senior sister in charge, master, he took away all the money spent in the palace before leaving. ”

Xiu'er raised her head when she heard this, and began to compare it to Zhou Xuanqing in her hand: It was the master who asked me to take it, and he said that it was a long way to go to the capital and he needed to be entangled. The master said that anyway, we have the demon king town in the view, and there will be no fewer people who come to hunt for curiosity and watch, and they can naturally produce silver.

Zhou Xuanqing's chest was stuffy, and he didn't want to speak angrily, so he threw away all the sadness of Fang Cai. Scolding: This old slippery head who forgets his senses!

The three of them stood for a while at the top of the mountain before returning to the palace.

The master left, Xiaozhi and Xiu'er had no intention of doing anything, so Zhou Xuanqing asked them to go back to the room to rest.

With the lingering annoyance in his heart, Zhou Xuanqing unconsciously walked to the side of the desk. The demon suppression jar under the Sanqing shrine was placed so quietly. She reached out and tapped the rim of the jar with her fingertips. didn't hear a response, his expression changed slightly, and he simply tore a layer of yellow paper talisman attached to the mouth.

Looking down, the reddish-brown spider was motionless, eight-legged and eight-eyed, with stout and spiny feet, and fine hairs on its back. Occasionally, he bared his teeth and claws, revealing his pair of chelica teeth.

Zhou Xuanqing calmed down, and his tone became a little more cheerful, "Lord Demon Monarch, I haven't heard you open my voice after arresting you for so long." Do you think that our Niutou Mountain is not as good as the aura of Wuliang Mountain?"

It's still a dead silence.

But Zhou Xuanqing didn't give up, so he simply picked up the jar and said, "Let's talk about it, Lord Demon Monarch?"

The demon king who had transformed into his original form finally reacted, and moved his forefoot a little to the left. The dark eyes happened to be facing Zhou Xuanqing, glowing with a cold and faint light.

"Benjun, don't talk to Taoists. ”

Zhou Xuanqing smiled and said, "Yo, how does Lord Demon Monarch know that Xiaodao has something on his mind? The demon who has become a spirit for eight hundred years is really not ordinary. ”

After a few moments, a voice came from inside the can. "If you call me Yanqingjun, I will have a good chat with you. ”

Zhou Xuanqing frowned: I don't know that the demon king's name is this, and with the handsome appearance of 'him' when he turns into a human form, he is very immortal.

His eyes squinted downward, and he pondered three words: "Yan, Qing, Jun? Yanqing, Jun, good name." The three words circled in his mouth for a while, and then he said seriously: "You must not like the demon king as a demon king, otherwise we will be besieged on Wuliang Mountain that day, why don't you see a demon clan come out to protect you?"

Demon King, Yan Qingjun. The brown footsteps moved diagonally, carefully climbing up the wall of the inside of the jar, and just as they touched the outer mouth, the light flashed with a stabbing sound, and the footsteps were scalded back by the gossip formation with golden light.

"Ben Jun has always liked to be quiet, don't say that the demons and ghosts are as annoying as you Taoists. If it weren't for Ben Jun's voluntary surrender, you would have such a great ability?"

Zhou Xuanqinggang's little bit of smugness was instantly stabbed by these words. couldn't help but be annoyed in his chest, "Since Yan Qingjun is capable of the sky, he must be able to escape from this jar at any time." However, the demon who is a captive should be a little conscious, and the trail treats you politely, and you can't just take a walk and drink tea. ”

Taking off the peach hairpin on his bun, Zhou Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, and poked at the spider with a smile.

'Hiss', and a circle of white smoke came out of the can. The demon king had been turned over by the peach hairpin, and struggled for a while, and his eight black eyes stared at Zhou Xuanqing in unison, revealing a great resentment.

Excited, her back was cold, and she accepted it when she saw it, and decided not to tease anymore.

In a blink of an eye, three months went by quickly. Yicheng Palace, a down-and-out small sect, is also famous in the Tao.

During the day, people will come to watch the demon king one after another, and before they know it, they have saved thirty taels of silver.

If you have money in hand, you can do things. Zhou Xuanqing decided to send Xiaozhi down the mountain for the sake of tranquility, and tore up all the notices that had been posted in the town before, so he didn't let anyone go to see the demon king for the time being. Xiao Zhi went down the mountain to do errands as he said, and went to find the bricklayer Lao Pan by the way, and asked him to take all the guys up the mountain to repair the roof the house the next day.

Unexpectedly, early the next morning, three uninvited guests came.

"Knock, knock, knock. There was a slow, powerful knock on the door.

At this hour, everyone had already gotten up, Zhou Xuanqing was practicing morning exercises in the inner courtyard, Xiu'er was cooking white porridge, and Xiao Zhi straightened Ge Jin and ran to open the door.

I saw two men standing at the door against the rising sun. Tall and brightly dressed, with a strong body, a slightly longer body, tough facial features, and high thick eyebrows. At first glance, he is an impatient and irritable person.

The other person was in a gray robe and gray pants, round and short, with a white face and pointed mung bean eyes, and he looked quite clean. It's just that he pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly, his eyes secretly passed over Xiao Zhi, and he kept looking inside.

Xiao Zhi was stunned for a moment, and said bluntly: "Lao Pan asked you to come? Hey, didn't you say that he would come in person? Why did you send me two apprentices." ”

The two of them didn't know why they wanted to raise their legs to come in, but they were blocked by Xiao Zhi's body, and they stopped at the door with their legs stretched out, and asked: "Hey, hey, Xiaodao, let me ask, you two have been learning the bricklayer craft for a few years? ”

The two of them jumped on their foreheads and their expressions twitched.

Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi, who were mistaken for bricklayers, began to look at each other: This little Taoist is afraid that he is blind, such a slippery brocade shirt, where does he look like an apprentice?

The two of them were about to break in with the crowd, and a dark lin-patterned sword hilt gently rested on Lu Shiyi's shoulder, and he pressed the idea that he wanted to teach people a lesson.

I only heard a low voice sound from behind: "I'm afraid that the little Taoist has misunderstood, we came from afar to see the rumored demon king's true body." ”

The two of them lifted their heels lightly and crushed their toes, moved sideways and exited the road, and a person stepped in from behind. A pair of silver thread embroidered boots, a silk polyester jade belt girdle, and a lake green satin robe with curly grass and cloud patterns, it seems that the person is noble and upright. Looking up, a handsome face was embedded with peachy eyes, his eyes were smiling, and the whole person was faintly frenzy.

Xiao Zhi panicked inexplicably. This son is not good.

Therefore, he calmly said: "I just tore up the notice yesterday, you still don't know the news, right? Come back in a little while. "As he spoke, he made a gesture to bolt the door.

The morning light pressed down on the eaves and fell a dark shadow, which fell right on the handsome face of the young man. The contours of his cheeks were half clear and half hazy, and the sword he was holding was not fully covered under the hem of his robe, even though it was not unsheathed, he felt full of momentum.

I could only hear his tail voice rising, dragging a threatening tone: "Oh? Ben Hou has never eaten closed-door soup, and he doesn't like to run for nothing, and the people who can make Ben Hou make an exception are now walking the path of reincarnation." ”

"Oh, it turned out that Zhenguo Hou was here, and the top and bottom of Yicheng Palace were disappointed, no wonder!" Zhou Xuanqing walked over quickly, pushed Xiao Zhi to the door, and the smile on his face was very attentive.

"Are you?" the son, who was called Zhen Guohou, had a faint light in his eyes, and swept towards her with interest. Seeing that she has a good face, she is not very old, and she is dressed in a Taoist robe, and she is free and easy.

Zhou Xuanqing hugged his fists and saluted, and said calmly: "Xiaodao is the new head of Yicheng Palace, and Zhou Xuanqing is also." On behalf of my junior brother, I will compensate Hou Ye, and I hope that Lord Hou will not remember. With that, he turned sideways and led the three into the house.