"But ......," Mu Yan continued, "how do you know?" ”

Yunlou opened the fan again, and the fan was leisurely: "Seeing that you are not in a hurry, you must be confident!" ”

"Besides, among our people, except for a few of them, it's not the best mix of you, there are demons who will be backers, it's difficult not to deal with the Pure Mind, if you want to say who has the best way, it doesn't depend on the Holy Doctor of the Magic Hand!" He leaned his face over and grinned.

But the expression on Mu Yan's face did not change in the slightest, and he was even more indifferent to his flattery.

- If this guy's mouth is full of truth, it is estimated that he will be able to change his career to rub spiral pills.

Don't look at him flattering you at this time, maybe what he thinks is how to stab you in the back!

"It's really possible that what I have on hand will lead Kiyoki Dao Chief...... Mu Yan tapped his fingers on the table and continued, "But it's only possible, and how to operate it still needs to be discussed." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the flask and tilted it slightly, and poured the wine from it on the table little by little.

The yellowish liquor scattered and streaked across the table, as if pulled by a paintbrush, and soon sketched the shape of a piece of rune paper.

"It just so happened that something happened last night......" he smiled and put down the flask, "Let's all sum it up!" ”

……

Two days later, on the thirty-eighth day of the arrival of all the visitors, dark clouds blanketed Locke, and a disturbing drizzle fell from the sky, drenching the heat of the whole month.

There was a hint of coolness in the sultry heat, and the breeze on the edge of the green ocean brought the fragrance of the soil and grass in the Lion Camel Mountains, and many residents of Luojiazhuang came out of their houses to bathe in the rain, laughing loudly and feeling the coolness they had not seen for a long time.

In the secluded view of purity, Kiyoki Daochang also stood alone in the courtyard, letting the cold drizzle hit his body, looking up at the sky above his head, black and oppressive, for some reason, feeling a little depressed.

"Senior brother!"

A crisp male voice came from behind him, and Daoist Qingmu turned his head to see that the little Taoist priest of Qinghe was sneaking out of the Sanqing Palace.

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the Kiyoki Dao Chief: "I was punished by the master for copying the scriptures again?" ”

"yes!" The little Taoist priest looked left and right, and saw that there was only one senior brother in the courtyard, so he immediately ran out of the smoke.

A piece of rune paper flew out of the long sleeve of Qingmu Dao, and with a slight click, it turned into a blue light and flew towards the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest did not dodge or dodge, allowing the blue light to fall on him, and finally condensed on his head, blocking the fine rain in the sky for him.

"Which scripture did you copy today?" When he ran to his side, Kiyoki joked.

"Yuanyang Sutra!" The little Taoist priest said nonchalantly: "Senior brother, did you say that the master and his old man did it on purpose, why did I copy this scripture since I was a child?" It's not like I haven't studied other scriptures, so why only copy this one? Can't you copy it again? ”

Qingmu Dao Chang was almost not amused by his words, and looked at him angrily and said, "You also copy other scriptures!" Why don't you want to think about how to make fewer mistakes? I was punished by the master in one day, and I don't know how long to remember! ”

"Besides, what's wrong with this Yuanyang Sutra? There are excellent techniques for practicing qi and quenching the body, as long as you persist like this, your body will get closer and closer to being clean, and your qualifications will get better and better! ”

Hum!

Hearing this, the little Taoist snorted disdainfully: "I have been extracted since I was a child, and this scripture has long been useless, and my qualifications are enough, like you, I can fight two...... Oops! ”

Qingmu Daoist withdrew his hand with green tendons on his head, and the little Taoist's forehead was already red.

"Senior brother......" The little Taoist priest covered his head and looked at him pitifully, "Why are you hitting me in the head again, I am obviously telling the truth...... Eh, senior brother, stop first, don't hit the head! ”

After a while, the little Taoist priest and the Qingmu Taoist looked up at the sky together, and the cold rain hit his head, soothing his red and swollen head a little.

"Senior brother, do you remember when we first came?" The little Taoist priest suddenly asked.

"When you first arrived?" Daoist Qingmu was stunned and didn't continue, so many things had happened over the years, so much so that he almost forgot how he and the little Taoist came to this place.

"That's when we first arrived at Luojiazhuang!" The little Taoist priest pointed to the sky with some excitement and said, "It was also raining like this in the sky at that time, but it was heavier than now. ”

"At that time, you and I didn't have anything to eat, so you took me everywhere to beg for food, and somehow you came to this pure view!"

"Yes......" Listening to the words of the little Taoist, a trace of reminiscence gradually appeared in the eyes of the young Taoist priest, and a soft smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, as if he recalled some warm memories.

“…… At that time, you were still a little bean, and when you were hungry, you followed me with a flat mouth, and you didn't cry, just looked at me pitifully, and I couldn't stand it, so I had to take you to beg for food......"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to rub the little Taoist's head as before, but when he approached the little Taoist's head, he stopped by himself, his palm opened slightly, and finally he didn't put his palm up......

He tilted his head sideways and looked at the figure next to him that was almost up to his shoulder—innocent and sunny, and then turned his gaze to look at his palm that was still clean under the dark and heavy sky, laughed at himself, and silently took his palm back.

"I was really hungry at that time...... I'm embarrassed to ask you to help with everything......" The little Taoist priest scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Qingmu Daochang looked up at the sky, shook his head and smiled: "I'm also very strange, how did you set your eyes on me at that time, we are not close to each other, but you have been following me like a little heel, no matter how you shake it off, you can't get rid of it......"

"Senior brother, don't say it!" The little Taoist priest looked at Qingmu Daoist angrily.

Kiyoki Michicho laughed, the smile on his face sincere and presumptuous.

"Well, you are a senior brother!" The little Taoist kicked Qingmu Daoist angrily: "I also saw that you were a good person to follow you!" I didn't expect you to ...... You, you're still laughing! ”

Qingmu Daoist laughed even more presumptuously, he squatted on the ground, his waist couldn't stand up, and he let the little Taoist punch and kick him, and the more he beat him, the more he laughed wildly.

"Good man......" The rain wet his hair and cheeks, and he squatted, feeling something in the corners of his eyes gradually mingle with the rain.

Senior brother is no longer a good person......

……

In the afternoon, when it was close to dinner time, the light rain was falling slowly, and the dark clouds were still shrouded in Luojiazhuang, and most of the shops hung up various lanterns early in the scolding of the shopkeeper, and the dim lights of each house were lit.

In the drizzle and haze, Luojiazhuang looks warm and quiet.

At this time, north of Luojiazhuang, on a certain mountain road into the Lion Camel Mountains, a naked and half-bodyed man with a sturdy figure was galloping from a distance.

As he approached quickly, an anxious voice pierced the silence of Locke's Village:

"Quickly report, Elder Jiang He has been attacked, and his life is on the line!!"