Chapter 149: The scroll is stolen

readx;? Xuanming the rules of the dojo: first, do not deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and second, do not kill each other......

Hengjiang was surprised in his heart, he thought that this Senior Sister Liao Changkong was menacing, and she would mention the matter of magic skills when she opened her mouth, but he never expected her to ask him about the door rules. But Liao Changkong said clearly www.biquge.info that during the absence of the elders of the sect, she was ordered to take charge of the precepts of the sect, so although Hengjiang did not know why, he had to recite the second rule.

Liao Changkong stared at Hengjiang, his tone was cold, and he said: "If there are fellow disciples and brothers, if you are heartbroken and in pain, is it considered a violation of the door rules?"

"This matter ......"

Yokoe gritted his teeth and replied forcefully: "Count!"

Although he heard Du Ruobing's sentence "I don't know what to do, go deep" when Nie Yinniang withdrew the formation, but then Nie Yinniang resumed the soundproofing array, and as for the later between Liao Changkong and Duguxin, many words were completely isolated by the soundproofing formation. Hengjiang just stood at the door of the quiet room, looked outside a few times through the crack in the door, and as for what Duguxin and Liao Changkong said, Hengjiang didn't know anything.

"Ashin and you are friends of life and death, and our friendship is deep. You are highly poisoned, but you refuse to explain, Ashin thinks that you have died of poison law, and you are heartbroken, and you have violated the door rules. If you commit a first offense, this time it will be recorded in the account, and there will be no punishment for the time being. ”

Liao Changkong's demeanor was still cold, but her tone softened a little, and said, "If next time, Ashin is frightened because of your affairs, I will definitely report this matter to the master!"

Hengjiang was stunned, knowing that Liao Changkong had put aside the matter of magic skills.

But he didn't understand why Liao Changkong's character would make such a decision.

Hengjiang clearly remembered that when Liao Changkong and Dongfang Weiming met, he gritted his teeth with hatred for Dongfang Weiming, and if he was not seriously injured, he would have fought Dongfang Weiming as soon as possible. It can be seen that Liao Changkong hated Xuanming's disciples' cultivation of demonic skills.

"Now in the division, only Senior Brother Yan Qingya is in charge, and I can't stay here for a long time. ”

Liao Changkong glared at Hengjiang fiercely and said, "After I return to the master's gate, there are only you and Duguxin in this Xuanming Garden, you can do it yourself." ”

Sou!

A beam of sword light, carrying Liao Changkong, flew away in the air.

"Brother Heng!"

Dugu Xin waited until Liao Changkong disappeared before entering the quiet room.

There was a secret sadness in her eyes, but she forced a smile on her face, and said: "Senior Sister Changkong looks cold and arrogant, but in fact she is not difficult to get along with, she just follows the rules and regulations in everything, and she is worried about the rules and precepts of the master everywhere, Brother Heng doesn't have to care too much." ”

Hengjiang nodded, but he didn't understand why Liao Changkong asked him to behave himself when he was alone with Dugu Xin.

He grabbed the armrest of the chair with one hand, pressed his chest with the other, gasped for breath, and said, "Brother Dugu, I guess you and Senior Sister Liao already know that I have cultivated magic skills, don't you?"

"Senior Sister Liao promised me, I won't tell the master about this matter for the time being, Brother Heng, you must remember to practice carefully in the future, and don't let people notice it anymore. ”

Dugu Xin nodded, was silent for a moment, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Brother Heng, what is the origin of the person hanging at the door of our Xuanming Garden?"

Hengjiang told him about the fact that someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night a few nights ago and was killed by him with a sword, and said: "The person who was hanged outside the door is called Meng Shu, who is a disciple of the Fulongshan Dojo." ”

"Brother Heng is here to retreat and practice first, and I'll go out. ”

Dugu Xin smiled gently at Hengjiang, turned around and walked out of the quiet room, and closed the door again.

Her words and deeds are as free and easy as ever, and her steps are a little heavier than before.

The moon moves with the clouds, gradually moving westward.

At midnight, the moon is full.

Hengjiang's addiction subsided, and the pain around him gradually dissipated.

He took a dust-proof decision, cleaned the sweat stains on his body, and then took out the water that had been prepared from the Qiankun bag, washed it happily, and then left the ashram.

Dugu Xin has been in the front hall, waiting for a long time.

In the hall there is a coffee table and two futons.

She sat next to the coffee table, with a box of tea leaves on the table, as well as teapots and cups and other utensils, just waiting for Hengjiang to make tea.

Hengjiang shook his head and smiled, sat opposite Dugu Xin, and started to make tea, and said, "Brother Dugu, the taste of this tea today may be a little clearer than the previous tea." ”

Dugu Xin asked, "Why did Brother Heng say this?"

Hengjiang said: "Brother Dugu left the quiet room before, most of them ran outside the courtyard and disposed of the disciples of the Fulong Mountain Dojo, so that now Brother Dugu still has a murderous aura left. Now, Brother Dugu and I sit opposite each other and drink tea, and the tea on the table is murderous by Brother Dugu, and the fragrance of the tea will quickly soak into the water, and the taste is better. ”

Hengjiang already knew the reason why Dugu Xin killed the disciples of the Fulong Mountain Dojo.

Just because this Xuanming Villa is not too big.

And in the dead of night, once there is any sound, it can be heard far away.

If the words that Dugu Xin and Liao Changkong said outside the meditation room before were heard by Meng Jie, and then passed out from Meng Jie's mouth, the consequences would be unimaginable.

That Meng Shot was hung outside the door, losing face, and if he could survive, he would remember this revenge. If he doesn't kill him, one day, Meng Shot will definitely seek revenge on Hengjiang.

So, Dugu Xin took the lead and left no trouble.

Brother Dugu frowned, his expression was inexplicable, and he said: "I thought that you were used to smelling the fragrance of Du Ruobing's body, and you missed the taste of gentle township in your heart, so you were murderous and disgusted with me. ”

"Brother Dugu is too careful...... Please!"

Hengjiang shook his head, poured the brewed tea to Dugu Xin, and said: "The first time Du Ruobing met me, it was when she saw the list of rewards for killing me in the black market, so she covered the sky with blood rain, set off a rain of blood, blocked the road and killed me, but because of the unspecified instructions of the East, she did not hurt my life, and finally let me escape." When I got acquainted with her master, the pure yang ghost fairy Nie Yinniang, that Du Roubing came to make amends again and wanted to serve me. I am too inferior to her in strength to stop her, and I also want to borrow her cultivation as a master of the divine soul to protect the Fa for me here, so I let her stay. This woman can be regarded as an amazing and glamorous person, who sought fame and fame during her lifetime and participated in the examination, but during the palace examination, her identity as a woman was revealed......"

Every time he gets along with Dugu Xin, Hengjiang always feels calm and has a wide mind.

So, he simply talked about the before and after of knowing Du Ruobing, but he didn't mention anything about going underground to punish demons during this period of time, as well as meeting the three masters of Jiuchong Mountain.

Dugu Xin listened silently, first stunned, then shook his head and sighed, and said: "You asked the maid called the red cloth to return to Xuanming Mountain with the letter, when I saw the red clothes, I thought you liked that kind of thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. Now it seems that Brother Heng, you don't know how to love little girls, and you won't even let go of ghosts...... I'm just breathtaking!"

Hengjiang smiled and said, "Linyuan envy fish, it's better to retreat and close the net." Could it be that Brother Dugu, you have been cultivating in Xuanming Mountain for too long, and you are lonely, and now you have moved your heart, and you also want to find a Taoist couple, live and fly together?"

Dugu Xin drank the tea slowly, put down the teacup slowly, but his eyes kept on Hengjiang, and said slowly: "Brother Heng doesn't bother with this matter, I already have an idea." ”

Hengjiang smiled in surprise and asked, "Which girl do you have a crush on, is it a disciple of our Xuanming Mountain?"

Dugu Xin shook his head, his tone was a little light, and said, "You can't say it, if you say it, it won't work." The girl had a strange temper and was very stubborn. If I tell you, and you spread the word about it, and let the girl know, if the girl doesn't like me, won't she even have to be a friend?"

Yokoe found this quite interesting and asked, "Then how did you like other people?"

Duguxin put down the teacup, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the distant sky, and was silent for a long time.

When she turned around, her eyes looking at Hengjiang became clearer and brighter, her beautiful eyes were scorching, staring at Hengjiang, and said: "I think Du Ruobing's sentence is good: I don't know what to do, go deep." ”

Hengjiang straightened his legs from the futon, took the opportunity to the ground, held his hands behind his head, and said: "If you like someone, you don't know where to fall in love, there will always be a reason to like it." Brother Dugu, don't learn from those women, delicate and sensitive, careful thinking, and cranky thinking all day long, which will lead to insufficient qualitative and affect cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Brother Dugu was speechless, his eyes were stunned, and he sighed in his heart: "Where am I learning from those women, I am original." ”

When she came back to her senses, she found that Yokoe had fallen asleep with her eyes closed, breathing evenly and looking peaceful.

Hengjiang is suffering from addiction today, he is already exhausted and exhausted, and now he and Dugu Xin sit and drink tea, talk very happily, and the mood is soothed, and the fatigue is extreme, so he naturally falls asleep.

Duguxin didn't want to wake up Hengjiang, so he rose against the wind, soared back to the coffee table, sat opposite Hengjiang, picked up the teacup and drank it in small sips, while taking out pen and ink and writing a letterhead.

Halfway through the letter, there was movement in Hengjiang, who was sleeping opposite.

A picture scroll was taken out of the Qiankun bag by Hengjiang and held in his arms. At this moment, there was a smile on the corner of Hengjiang's mouth, as if he had dreamed of something beautiful.

Dugu Xin secretly pinched a trick, let Hengjiang slowly pull out the scroll in his hand, and then flew up and landed on the coffee table.

She only opened the scroll to look at it, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth, thinking: "It turns out that my brother Heng likes such a woman." However, the goddess in this painting is peerless, and even the palace master of Zixiao Palace, for countless years, has been admiring the goddess in the painting, so he has become ill with lovesickness. Brother Heng, why do you want to go near and far, only thinking about the goddess in the painting, but you don't want to put your mind on other people?"

The night is bright, and the morning light is faint.

Yokoe opened his eyes, only to find that something was wrong.

Since Dongfang Weiming gave him the picture scroll of the woman, every day he woke up, he would find that the scroll was held in his arms, but now it was empty in his arms, so he looked for it in the Qiankun bag, but he never found it.

The scroll has been stolen!

Hengjiang turned over and sat up, but found that Dugu Xin had left at some point, and now in this hall, there is only one letterhead, left on the table.