"As long as I can see the emperor, I am seventy percent sure that I can be rehabilitated. Now everyone is in the same boat, this one! Well said, well said. With Fu Tianqiu's words, the three of them, each with their own thoughts, looked at each other and smiled, then raised the wine in front of each of them and drank it all.

"Scholar, if you don't think about it again, this underworld, if I am alone, I really don't have any certainty! You must know that this invasion of the underworld is not a joke, if one is not good during this period, you and I will die in Huangquan. On the second floor of the restaurant, Yiye Zhiqiu wiped the sword in his hand and said to Ning Caichen, who was struggling to write.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. With the words full of sorrow, Ning Caichen wrote the poems of lovesickness in the painting in his hand.

"Scholar, are you listening to what I have to say!" Looking at Ning Caichen's appearance, Yiye Zhiqiu said helplessly.

Ning Caichen looked at the scroll in his hand stupidly, and said confusedly; "What are you talking about?"

Looking at Ning Caichen's appearance and the beauty in the picture scroll, Yiye Zhiqiu shook his head and said; "I still don't think it's good to be alone, I'm not good enough, I'm not sure to bring you back! Why don't we go to Nalanruo Temple and ask the bearded man for help. Although the bearded man had a fierce face, his mana was very high. With his help, we can do things! ”

Thinking of Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen said with some concern; "I've begged the bearded man, but he doesn't have any human touch at all, what can you do to tell me!"

After hearing this, Yiye Zhiqiu brushed up, closed the sword in his hand, and cursed viciously; "It doesn't work, it doesn't work either. Damn, I fought with them. I don't believe that these demons in the ghost realm will be able to eat me. ”

Ning Caichen looked at Yiye Zhiqiu with a hideous face, with a touched look on his face, and said from the bottom of his mouth; "Zhiqiu, thank you."

"You wait for me here, I'll go buy some cinnabar and come back, and make some more charms just in case." Yiye Zhiqiu said, picked up a few pieces of broken silver from the table, and then pushed the door out.

Looking at Yiye Zhiqiu who went out, Ning Caichen sighed, then took out a piece of white paper and wrote a big love word on it.

"Love, what is love? What exactly, what is love? In the woods outside Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia, who was wearing a cloak, held a golden demon slaying sword, sat behind a small square table, and sang loudly.

After singing this sentence, Yan Chixia flew up, and then pointed the ground with the tip of her sword and wrote a love word on the ground.

Looking at the big word written, Yan Chixia shook her head, and then turned her head in the air. Then he danced his sword in the woods.

"Innocence, tenderness, grandeur, pride, love is too difficult to understand! Talk, flirt, affection, affection, love to the end! Bitterness, emptiness, loneliness, verbosity, just for love, makes me sad, happy, always love! With the flying sword light, Yan Chixia hurried under her feet and wrote on the ground again.

Yan Chixia, who couldn't figure it out, knelt down beside the table, and then inserted the tip of her sword into the small gap between the wine jug and the table. After the sword was inserted into the gap, Yan Chixia raised her hand, picked up the wine jug, and followed closely, grabbing the wine jug in her hand.

"Knock, knock." With the sound of swallowing wine, Yan Chixia, who had taken a few sips of wine, threw the wine jug in her hand, and then rose from the ground and kicked the wine jug to pieces.

After kicking and smashing the wine jug, Yan Chixia flipped over and sat cross-legged behind the table. In this way, Yan Chixia, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the golden demon slaying sword in her hand, and roared again; "If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old. The older the pity, the more affectionate! ”

After shouting this, Yan Chixia pushed the tip of her sword to her side a little and stood up with her sword in her hand. After standing up, Yan Chixia looked at the small square table in front of her and kicked him face down.

Yan Chixia jumped to the four right angles of the square table. One step, two steps, three steps. Yan Chixia stepped on the corner of the table and walked forward like stepping on stilts.

"I don't understand! Can't forget! Why everything has love! The more she thought about it, the more chaotic Yan Chixia scratched her forehead, then jumped off the table and kicked the table out.

With Yan Chixia's movements, the table slid forward violently, sliding the grass under his feet into a flat yellow earth. Looking at the ground under her feet, Yan Chixia flicked her sword and wrote quickly on the ground.

"Love, love, love, love, love, love, love. Amorous swordsman, the sword roars! With the words that resounded through the heavens and the earth, Yan Chixia, after writing, pointed her sword and flew out of the dense forest, leaving two lines of big characters on the ground.

"If the body is immortal, the sword will roar. If the sword continues, it will be retribution! ”

"Scholar, scholar, there is good news, there is good news!" With the hurried words, Yiye Zhiqiu rushed into the room and shouted at Ning Caichen.

"What good news, it makes you so happy!" Ning Caichen looked at Yiye Zhiqiu who ran in, put down the pen and paper in his hand, and said strangely.

Yiye Zhiqiu calmed down his breath and explained; "I was just down there and saw the prefectural magistrate who injured me. I hid aside and overheard him say that a very powerful and compassionate monk was coming. I think that person, if it's really like what the county decree said, we can go to that priest for help! As the protector of the country, and he is compassionate to the world, his Taoism must be very high, and he is very good at talking! ”

"Dharma! Will this work? Ning Caichen listened and asked with some uncertainty.

Yiye Zhiqiu looked at Ning Caichen's appearance and hurriedly said; "No matter how bad he is, it's better than the two of us to die! Anyway, we have no loss, what are we afraid of! ”

"And when are we going?" Ning Caichen asked.

"Since they want to ask the Dharma for help, then we need to hurry up. I just thought about it, why don't we go now? Yiye Zhiqiu pointed to his feet and said affirmatively.

Ning Caichen looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a happy face, and nodded; "Okay, for the sake of Xiaoqian, let's go and ask for this Dharma Master tonight, after all, this seems to be the only way for us now."

Downstairs, seeing that everyone was eating and drinking, Zuo Qianhu pondered for a while, and then said to Zhu Kunming and the two beside him; "Lord Zhu, Master Fu. If we want to ask Lord Dharma for help, it's too early to do it! If we wait here for Lord Dharma to arrive, will he think that we are not sincere? ”

(End of chapter)