Chapter 913: Uses of Weak Water
Chen Junjie stared at Yuan Wenyao and nodded solemnly. His expression was a little strange, with a hint of hesitation and apprehension in his determination.
Yuan Wenyao leaned over and hugged Chen Junjie's arm in the most useful posture. She stared at him with a sly smile, and deliberately rubbed her chest against his arm. She exhaled like an orchid, and the fragrant wind that blew made him lose himself a little.
The two looked at each other, as if they were gazing affectionately with affection, and as if they were competing in secret.
After a long silence, Yuan Wenyao suddenly burst into laughter, "Silly, I said that you would tell you the secret when you sat on the throne of the alliance leader, but I didn't say when." The old lady is in a good mood now, and she is not happy to say. Fang Sheng, can you eat?"
As she spoke, she got up and walked towards the dining table set by Wang Fangsheng. Chen Junjie frowned, and let out a long sigh helplessly. If you're in a good mood, don't you want to say it if you're in a bad mood?
Staring at Yuan Wenyao's swaying back, Chen Junjie suddenly felt a sense of relief. In recent days, he has vaguely guessed: the secret must be about whether she is Yuan Wenyao or Xuan Jiu.
If she was Xuan Jiu, how would he face her? Kill her, not to mention whether he has that kind of strength, what if Yuan Wenyao, Li Ruoshui, Gong Chenchang and the others can't come back after killing her?
If she was Yuan Wenyao, how would he face the fact that she devoured Li Ruoshui, Gong Chenchang and others. Hate her, love her, can he do "ignore the past suspicions" as if nothing had happened?
Chen Junjie smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "It's rare to be confused." ”
Yuan Wenyao was a scoundrel at this time and was unwilling to tell the secret, and Chen Junjie also forced himself not to think about it for the time being. However, he had an uncomfortable feeling like a fish in his throat.
Xian Linlang had been peeking at Chen Junjie and Yuan Wenyao, and when he noticed it, she glared at him with a look of disgust.
Chen Junjie, who was extremely depressed, wanted to open his mouth to tease Xian Linlang for a few words, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back into his stomach. He picked up a cigarette and lay on his back on the ground, muffling out the clouds.
About half an hour later, Wan Mier came over to greet Chen Junjie and Xian Linlang to sit down for dinner.
A crystal lamp the size of a washbasin hangs above the dining table. A table full of pure natural game delicacies can be described as plates of color, aroma, and the "oil" reflected by crystal lamps is sparkling like a starry sky.
The aroma of military wine wafts along with the smell of vegetables in the gentle night breeze. There was a sound of rustling all around, like the sound of a breeze blowing, more like some wild animals were slowly approaching.
The powerful aura exuded by a few people made the nearby tigers, wolves, and beasts all retreat, not daring to get too close. There were no tigers howling or wolves howling, nor insects or birds chirping.
On a romantic night in the mountains and forests, accompanied by delicious food and wine, and beautiful women, Chen Junjie looked sullen. At the dinner table, he has always been absent-minded. Yuan Wenyao kept picking up vegetables for him, and Wang Fangsheng kept pouring wine for him. But he didn't know what to do.
Yuan Wenyao slapped the chopsticks on the table fiercely, "What do you mean, you? If you don't want to eat at the same table with us, you will roll aside." Don't be unappetizing here with the pestle. ”
Everyone was taken aback, looked at each other, and finally all looked at Yuan Wenyao's angry face.
Chen Junjie, who came back to his senses, said with a flattering smile: "Old sister, do you remember the period of warlord chaos?"
Yuan Wenyao felt that Chen Junjie should be a thief and was testing himself. After a little hesitation, she replied angrily, "The old lady is not interested in the old history of your Huaxia Kingdom." ”
Chen Junjie said: "I'm not testing you, but I want to say that the current situation in the Heavenly Realm is very similar to that period of history. It will take a process for all forces to fight openly and secretly, to defy the yang and to disobey the yin, and to collude secretly to unite everyone, and it will take a process and a stronger force to stand up. ”
Yuan Wenyao and Wang Fangsheng both nodded thoughtfully, but as for Xian Linlang and Wan Mi'er, who didn't know the modern history of China, they didn't understand it.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Wenyao asked, "What do you want to say?" or what do you want to do?"
Chen Junjie replied: "Stir up a pool of water." ”
Yuan Wenyao's brows couldn't help frowning, looking pensive. At this time, she felt a little unable to see through Chen Junjie.
Chen Junjie drank a toast of wine, "Which character do you like in "Journey to the West"?"
Yuan Wenyao was shocked, and then muttered, still test me again?
After a little hesitation, Yuan Wenyao replied cleverly: "Of course, it is the most bullish protagonist." ”
Chen Junjie looked at Yuan Wenyao meaningfully, and turned his gaze to Wang Fangsheng, "What about you?"
Wang Fangsheng replied without thinking: "I, like Shi Niang, like the most bullish monkeys. Master, why do I think you're weird today?"
Chen Junjie smiled meaningfully, "Sun Dasheng is a senior brother, and your kid is also a senior brother." Perhaps, in the future, you will have the opportunity to be the king of the great sage for a while. However, I like Don the most because he's a sweetheart. Hehe. ”
This time, not only Xian Linlang and Wan Mi'er were confused, but even Wang Fangsheng and Yuan Wenyao, who were familiar with "Journey to the West", didn't understand what Chen Junjie wanted to say.
Yuan Wenyao scolded angrily: "You want to become a monk and go by yourself." Fang Sheng still has to marry a wife and have children. Although you are his master, you have no right to make their Wang family cut off their children and grandchildren. ”
"Master, where are we going to learn the scriptures, and what scriptures are we going to take?" Wang Fangsheng asked with a smile. I couldn't understand the deep meaning of the master's words, he thought he was joking.
"There will be someone else. When the demons are dancing wildly, the senior brother will definitely come out to subdue the demons and eliminate the demons to escort them. Chen Junjie said jokingly.
Yuan Wenyao reached out and probed Chen Junjie's forehead, "You're not sick, are you?"
"I'm homesick and would love to go back. Chen Junjie picked up the wine glass that Wan Mier had just filled for him and played with it, and drank it all.
Yuan Wenyao snuggled into Chen Junjie's arms and murmured, "One day there will be a chance to go back." ”
Chen Junjie smiled and nodded, not saying anything more.
Because of the night attack of the little devils, everyone didn't plan to sleep. After a full meal, a few people sat around the campfire and chatted.
Wang Fangsheng made a set of tea sets and brewed kung fu tea. After chatting for a while, Wan Mier couldn't help but be curious to ask about "Journey to the West" and the chaotic period of warlords.
While making gongfu tea, Wang Fangsheng began to talk like a river.
Although he is not a storyteller or a drum player, he tells the story vividly. Whenever it comes to Sun Monkey's classic appearance, he also regards the black tassel gun as a whirring style of the golden hoop stick dance. His performance is full of monkeys, and some difficult movements don't need to be hung at all.
Chen Junjie and the others couldn't stop laughing, and Wan Mier clapped their hands vigorously. Even Xian Linlang, who has always had a straight face, occasionally can't help laughing.
When it came to the dark moment in front of Li Min, Chen Junjie suddenly stretched his waist and stood up. Yuan Wenyao, who was leaning on the drowsiness in his arms, also woke up immediately and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"
Chen Junjie stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Wenyao up and glanced at the others, "It's very hard for the little devils to sneakily wander around outside for most of the night. We have to be merciful to end their suffering. ”
"Little devil, outside, which outside?" Yuan Wenyao glanced around, but didn't find anything unusual.
The surrounding mountains and forests are shrouded in darkness.
The night breeze was still gentle, and the whole mountain forest was silent except for the faint sound of rustling. There was no sound of birds and insects, and the silence was very eerie.
Thinking of the word "weird", Yuan Wenyao realized that it must have been Chen Junjie who used the absolute realm to isolate them. So, she asked, "How many little devils are here?"
Chen Junjie sacrificed the Sky Devouring Sword, "More than ten." It's best to keep a mouth alive. Hey, they've all escaped!"
"Escaped!?" Yuan Wen Yaoyuan stared at Chen Junjie in disbelief with a pair of beautiful eyes.
Wang Fangsheng and the others also sat up in shock and sacrificed their magic weapons to prepare for a big battle, and when they heard Chen Junjie's words, they all looked at him in shock.
Chen Junjie nodded solemnly, "They seem to be aware of it, and they all scattered and fled." ”
Wang Fangsheng held the black tassel gun in his hand and asked impatiently, "Isn't the master chasing?"
Chen Junjie smiled and shook his head, "The little devil's figure is too weird, don't fall for their plan to divert the tiger from the mountain." ”
Wan Mi'er suddenly flipped through her hand and took out a delicate white jade box, and after opening it, a few grains of rice-sized black light flashed and disappeared into the shaking air of the bonfire.
Chen Junjie soon noticed that several translucent black beetles fluttered their wings and were trying to break out of the protective barrier of the Absolute Realm, "Girl, what kind of insect did you release?"
Wan Mi'er replied: "Soul Butterfly, used to chase the enemy. As long as an enemy has been nearby, it will be tracked. ”
Chen Junjie smiled knowingly, and his mind moved to release those few soul-possessed butterflies. He was surprised to find that the Soul Butterfly had suddenly disappeared into the night, and he couldn't catch a trace.
It is difficult for the Soul Butterfly to track down the little devils, Chen Junjie has no bottom in his heart, he just hopes that they can have amazing performance.
Sitting around the campfire again, Wan Mier confidently explained the powerful tracking ability of the Soul Butterfly.
The Soul Butterfly can smell the breath of the soul, and as long as the soul of the person being tracked is not extinguished, even if he runs to the Heavenly Cliff Cape, he can be tracked.
In this regard, Chen Junjie disagreed, and said with a smile: "If I deliberately hide, they will definitely not be able to track me." Girl, if you don't believe me, you can try. ”
Wan Mi'er pouted and said with some grievances: "Master, people have only raised a total of six soul-possessed butterflies, and they have all been released just now." Tracked down, in a valley a hundred miles to the southeast. ”
"Really?" asked Wang Fangsheng with a smile.
Yuan Wenyao immediately got up and said, "Go over and have a look." ”
Chen Junjie grabbed Yuan Wenyao, "Don't be impulsive, maybe the other party has already laid an ambush and waited for us to go over and throw ourselves into the net." You stay here, and I'll go over and find out. ”
"Master, I'll go with you. Wang Fangsheng asked.
Chen Junjie looked at Wang Fangsheng meaningfully, "Stay and be your senior brother, be a man who stands up to the sky and protect the ladies around you." ”
(End of chapter)