To the north of Huaihuang is the country of Baoxiang, where Buddhism is prosperous and temples are like clouds.

Chen Ping'an passed over the border pass, still stamped the customs clearance documents, if there is nothing to do, he took it out and flipped it over, the pass at hand is new, Wei Yan's handwriting, the previous pass, has been stamped densely, and now it is left in the bamboo building.

Chen Ping'an still wears a hat and a bamboo box, holding a walking stick, trekking through mountains and rivers, alone to seek danger and explore the secluded, occasionally the sword Lingfeng, meet the city of the world and walk on foot, now from the ferry Jindan Song Lanqiao where the spring dew garden is located, there are still a lot of mountains and rivers.

In the market, camels are often more often seen in camels, and lame people are more often seen in lame.

The same is true for cultivators who set foot on the path of immortality, they will see more monks, and of course, there are also mountain spirits and lurking ghosts.

Chen Ping'an came all the way from Yinping Country to the border of Baoxiang Country, and saw a lot of mountain spirits going south.

However, except for the Yuwat County of Huaihuang Kingdom, the rest of Chen Ping'an just watched from a distance, condescending, overlooking the world on the mountain, and finally had the mentality of some cultivators.

It's just that he still keeps practicing boxing, and after the Ghost Snake Valley, Chen Ping'an began to concentrate on practicing the six-step pile, planning to make up two million punches.

If it weren't for the group of four people who slay the demons and eliminate the demons before, Chen Ping'an originally wanted to kill the ghosts alone, and when the monks returned, he would stay in Jinduo Temple for a few more days, and ask about the Sanskrit content on the blue paper and gold pages of the scriptures. Wealth touches people's hearts, as soon as they think of it, they are demons, and people's hearts are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, and the pair of martial artists and apprentices in Jinduo Temple are like this.

After walking through the two southern cities of Baoxiang Kingdom, Chen Ping'an found that there were many foot monks here, with withered faces, dervishes and ascetics, and turned into four directions.

If Chen Ping'an met him on the road, he held one hand in front of him and nodded lightly.

In addition to the monks and temples, there are many incense, and there are many martial artists in the rivers and lakes, Chen Ping'an is in a piece of yellow sand on this day, he met a team of dart masters who went to the northern state city, in addition to the carriages and horses full of goods, there are also dingdong camel bells, the dart masters are all powerful, even the women are also dark-skinned, but they are heroic and cool, such a woman is actually good-looking.

A young man on horseback saw the white-clothed scholar in front of him, not only was his snow-white robe covered with yellow sand and dust, but also his head was stained with a lot, and he was walking slowly in the wind, staggering, and constantly being left behind by the convoy, he slowed down the horse's hooves, bent down and took off a water bladder hanging next to the saddle, and asked with a smile: "There are still more than 100 miles of road in this Yellow Wind Valley, is the little master enough water belt? If it is not enough, just take it, you are welcome." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the young dart master with chapped lips and oozing blood, pointed to the sword raiser on his waist, and said with a smile: "No need, there is water in the pot, and there is a water bladder in the bamboo box." ”

The young man put away the water bladder and hung it up, and said with a smile: "Huangfeng Valley is extremely cool at night, and now the world is weird, it is becoming more and more unpeaceful, and more and more dirty things are breaking into the market, so a large number of monks have come out of the major temples recently, and the little master tries to keep up with us, it is best to stay overnight by the dumb lake in front of us, there are many people and yang, fortunately there is a response." There are many spirits and monsters at night here, and they are by no means alarmist, so the little master must not be left alone, but don't be too afraid, there are often high monks and great virtues in the Yellow Wind Valley who chant the scriptures here, and if there are really those filthy things, they may not dare to harm people closely. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Thank you Shaoxia for reminding me, I will definitely walk to the lake before dark." ”

Bao Xiangguo is not in the territory of more than a dozen countries including Yinping and Huaihuang, so the people of the market and the warriors of the rivers and lakes have long been accustomed to the spirits and ghosts. It's just that after the "storyteller" of Mengliang country withdrew the thunder pond array, the aura poured into more than a dozen countries from the outside, such a vision, the monks on the border line perceived the earliest, and the spirits and ghosts of the cultivation means will not be slow, bustling, businessmen seek profits, and ghosts will also follow their instincts to chase the aura, so there are visions of Huaihuang and Yuhu counties, and most of them flow into the south from the side of Baoxiangguo.

That's why the so-called world of the young dart master is becoming more and more unpeaceful.

As the sun set, Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry and walked to the small turquoise lake that was called a dumb lake by the local people for some reason.

Several groups of people have gathered again, bonfires are continuous, and everyone drinks to ward off the cold.

That night, several sword lights were lit up from the west, and the momentum swept towards the Yellow Wind Valley like a rainbow, falling on the ground dozens of miles away from the Dumb Lake, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, accompanied by the howling and roaring of ghosts, and after about a stick of incense, the bright sword light left the ground. During this period, whether it is a martial arts style that knows some boxing skills, or a passing merchant, everyone is calm, just drinking, lively and lively, discussing which mountain sword cultivator came here to practice swords.

The sword cultivation has gone away, the night is deep, there are still few people by the lake to rest early, and there are still some naughty children, holding wooden knives and bamboo swords, competing with each other, indiscriminately provoking the yellow sand, laughing and chasing.

Chen Ping'an drank the deep stream water of Baojing Mountain in the sword gourd, and sat by the lake with his back against the bamboo box.

I saw a woman wearing a power fence left the team alone, squatting at the water's edge, wanting to wash her face, she raised a hand, and a string of snow-white bells were tied around her wrist, when she lifted the corner of the power fence, Chen Ping'an had already retracted her gaze, looking at the dumb lake that is said to be bottomless, the market rumors, this small lake has not dried up for thousands of years, let you drought for several years, the lake does not drop a foot, let you rain continuously, the lake water is not an inch high.

When there was a ripple in the middle of the lake, there was a small black grain, which probed its brain there, and then quickly sank into the water. The woman still seemed to be unaware, but carefully took care of her forehead and sideburns, and every time she raised her hand and wrist, there was a bell that rang softly, but it was muffled by the noise of everyone drinking and playing by the lake.

A huge whirlpool appeared silently on the surface of the lake, and then suddenly jumped out a strange fish that was more than ten feet long, the whole body was as black as ink, and it suddenly opened its mouth towards the woman with sharp teeth like a battlefield knife array.

Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, not moving, holding his cheek with one hand, looking at the person and the fish.

Eight directions of the dumb lake, eight people appeared at the same time, each holding a compass, instantly smashed into the sand, and then stood still, fingers pinched, feet stepped on the gang, in an instant, there was that silver line such as a rope, shot to the center of the lake, when the silver rope gathered in the center of the circle, above the lake, instantly appeared a bright silver gossip diagram formation, which can compete with the moonlight.

Eight people should go out of the same door, cooperate with the tacit understanding, each reach out and grab, pull out a silver line from the compass on the ground, and then put two fingers together, a little above the center of the lake, like a fisherman fishing net, and fly out of eight silver lines, to create a cage, and then the eight people began to rotate in circles, constantly adding arcs to this rune cage "fence". As for the safety of the woman who confronted the fish monster alone, the eight were not worried.

The fish monster that opened a bloody mouth when the compass smashed the ground, he had already realized that something was wrong, and had quickly closed his mouth, but the huge inertia made it still rush towards the woman who had suddenly got up, and was stepped out by the woman who did not retreat but advanced, jumped high, and beat the fish monster into the lake gossip array with a punch, when the behemoth body touched the Gen hexagram in the gossip array, the fish monster suddenly smashed down a small hill above the head and smashed it on the top of the fish head, the poor fish monster was bounced to the shock hexagram, and suddenly the electric light flashed, rattling, crackling, the fish monster jumped and slid away, fell into the hexagram, and there was a fire burning, so miserable, and then the fish monster tasted the battle of the ice pick poking out of the lake like a forest of halberds, and finally changed into the appearance of a little girl in black, constantly running, wiping her face and wiping her tears while crying, and avoiding the fire dragon and the ice pick, and occasionally being hit by lightning and convulsing a few times, rolling her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping'an couldn't bear to look at it directly, shifted his gaze slightly, and closed one eye.

I have seen a lot of fierce spirits who are evil and evil, no matter what the fate is, when they first appeared, most of them were more majestic than the other, just say that the ghost valley, the chariot of Fan Yunluo in the greasy city, and even the spirit that confronted the ghosts in the copper stinky city, there was a group of minions to help it carry a big wooden plank, Chen Ping'an really had never seen such a desolate poor worm in front of him.

Scene on the lake.

Seeing the people by the lake outside the immortal master, one by one they drank and cheered constantly, and those naughty children also hid beside their respective elders, except for the appearance of the big fish jumping out of the lake at the beginning and opening their mouths to eat people, which was a little scary, but now they are not very afraid. In the area of Bao Xiangguo, the biggest excitement is that the immortal master catches demons, as long as you see it, it is more lively and festive than the New Year.

When the little girl who was as high as possible from the gossip formation on the lake was one foot high, she rushed into the Xun hexagram, and immediately a log as thick as the mouth of a well fell, and the little girl in black didn't have time to dodge, took a deep breath, raised her hands above her head, and held on to the log, with snot and tears on her face, she choked up:" The string of bells is mine, I gave it to a passing scholar who almost died, he said that he was going to enter Beijing to catch the exam, and he was not entangled in his body, so I gave it to him, and said that he would pay it back to me, it has been more than 100 years, and he didn't pay me back, woo woo, big liar......"

Chen Ping'an believed the seemingly absurd words of this little girl's water monster.

This dumb lake has this vision of the water surface not increasing or decreasing, it should be due to this little girl who is not very pleasing to the fish monster, so many years, businessmen and passers-by have been stationed here overnight, and there have never been casualties, in fact, whether it is a person or a ghost, what to say, let you fall in the sky, many times it is not as good as a fact, a vein. In any case, over the years, the local people and passing merchants should actually be grateful for her protection, no matter what her original intentions were, they should be like this, and they should remember her incense. It's just that the immortal master subdues demons and catches monsters, which is also a matter of course, so even when Chen Ping'an shows up as soon as the fish monster shows up, he knows that she has no murderous intent on her, most of it is the covetousness of the string of bells, plus a joking heart, Chen Ping'an has naturally seen through the woman who is a hidden martial artist of the Five Realms...... Could it be the Six Realms of Bao Xiangguo? In short, Chen Ping'an didn't stop him.

However, the string of bells in the woman's hand was originally the object of the little girl of the fish monster, which was still a little unexpected by Chen Ping'an.

When the little girl revealed the truth, the woman who retreated from the enemy with one punch stood on the edge of the green lake and said with a smile: "Don't worry, catch you back, not to kill you, this is the meaning of hooking the national teacher, there is a lack of a river woman over there, the national teacher has fallen in love with you, and you need to sit in the water transportation, which is not all bad." But say it in advance, I don't want to be fooled by you, you are born in this lake monster, born with water, and the possibility of shaping a golden body to become a river woman is greater than those who die as heroic spirits, but it is not a certainty that you can succeed, no way, we have been friends with the court of the country for generations, and the national teacher has given a large amount of fairy money, I do this, and forcibly take you away from the dumb lake, it is a little unkind. The reason why I am talking to you about this is that I think that the scholar of the hook country who gave you the bell back then was too kind, not only did not return your bell, but also treasured it, and became a family heirloom, and the bell was also a gift from his descendants to hook the national teacher, for which he was also promoted to an official product, and by the way, he helped the ancestors to get a posthumous gift. If you want to scold, you can wait until you become a river woman and then scold hard. This will make you obediently tied up and save yourself from continuing to suffer. ”

The little girl in black was still holding the slowly falling log with both hands, and when her feet were about to touch the gossip array on the lake, she wailed more and more: "I'm about to become a boiled fish, you big villains who like to fight and kill! I don't go with you, I like here, this is my home, I won't go anywhere! I don't want to be a river woman, I'm still young, what a mother-in-law!"

The woman sighed, signaled to the other eight monks of the sect not to hurry to close the formation, and said to the little girl of the water monster: "Then I will discuss with you, I can help you ask the master of the country for a favor, I will not earn the fairy money first, but you must return to the master with me, or move a nest, I can't run in vain, if you return empty-handed, the master will blame." There is a river near my division, and now there is a water god in the town, you first see what it is like to be a water god, and one day you think it's not bad to be a river woman, and I will take you to the national teacher's mansion again, how about it?"

The little girl in black nodded slightly.

As a pure martial artist, the woman pinched the trick with both hands, chanted words, and was able to control the aura, and removed the column above the Xun hexagram.

The little girl jumped in place a few times, her arms bent and swayed back and forth, and then her eyes rolled.

The woman smiled: "Don't want to run, otherwise braised fish and steamed fish are possible." ”

The little girl snorted, and said with a sad face: "Then you should kill me, if you leave here, I might as well die and count." ”

The woman was a little helpless.

The rest of the immortal masters also seemed to find it funny, and none of them were in a hurry to close the net and catch the demon.

Suddenly, from the far reaches of the sky, a dazzling sword light lit up, and in an instant, the sword hovered above everyone's heads, a young sword cultivator wearing a light purple robe, and there was an intermittent golden hairpin intertwined with thunder and lightning in his bun, and said with a smile: "This dumb lake demon is extremely difficult to catch, you are a good means." How much did I buy. ”

The woman smiled and said, "But the Jin Gongzi of the Golden Crow Palace?"

The young sword cultivator smiled: "It's exactly below." ”

The woman shook her head and said apologetically: "This monster can't be sold to Jin Gongzi." ”

The young sword cultivator frowned, "I'll pay double the price, and my senior lady just lacks a maid by her side." ”

The woman hesitated, but still shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." This thing was promised by the master to hook the national teacher's mansion, and I can't be the master tonight. ”

The wife of the palace master of the Golden Crow Palace, with a tyrannical temperament, the natal object is a ghost whip made of green bamboo in Qingshen Mountain, and the most hobby is to whip and kill maids. But the Golden Crow Palace is definitely not an evil demon cultivator, and it spares no effort to kill demons and eliminate demons when it goes down the mountain, and it has always liked to choose difficult ghost kings and fierce demons. It's just that the palace master of the Golden Crow Palace, a dignified Jindan sword cultivator, is the most afraid of the wife of the daughter of the Great Yue Mountain Monarch, so that all the female cultivators and maidservants of the Golden Crow Palace don't dare to say more than half a word to the palace master.

Otherwise, this deal is not completely negotiable. The division and the national teacher of the hook country must not mind selling a favor to the powerful Jinwu Palace.

The young sword cultivator raised his eyebrows, "If you are reasonable, you don't listen, you have to be obedient if I use my sword?" You, the little aunt of Qingqi Mansion, the martial artist of the Six Realms, add some talisman methods, believe it or not, I picked your face that was not good, and then bought that little demon?"

The young sword cultivator sneered and added: "Don't worry, I still will, buy it!" But from now on, I, Jin Le, will remember your Qingqi Mansion." ”

The woman sighed in her heart, she couldn't because she was involved in the entire sect, the monks of the Golden Crow Palace had always loved and hated clearly, and they were moody, once they were unreasonable, it was extremely difficult.

She turned her head to look at the little girl who was lying to her with her head in her hands.

Just as she was about to nod her head in agreement, on the edge of the dumb lake where the needle could be heard, there was a weak scholar who had picked up his hat early and put it on the bookcase, dressed in white, holding a folding fan, slowly got up, and said with a smile: "If this is also reasonable, I think it is better to be unreasonable from the beginning, and it is better to buy and sell strongly, anyway, whoever has the best ability is the uncle, and there is no need to take off his pants and fart and shit." ”

The little girl in black's ears trembled slightly, raised her head, and said suspiciously: "Is it wrong to take off your pants and fart, our Yellow Wind Valley is cold at night, and you can be cold when you show your cheeks, but what a way to shit, why don't you take off your pants?"

The white-clothed scholar patted his head with a folding fan, and suddenly realized: "That's right. ”

The little girl smiled, hovered in the air, sat cross-legged, and clasped her hands to her chest, "Scholars are stunned." ”

Just thinking of the string of bells that were kindly given away as a coil, the little girl in black began to snort and wrinkle her face again.

Back then, that guy also said that his greatest interest in his life was not to be an official, but to write a book of popular Zhiwei, and when the time came, he would definitely write an article about her, and it must be extremely long and colorful, and he even chose a name at that time, it was called "The Dumb Lake Monster", and at that time, he was about to drool over her longing for her, and specially reminded him that he must portray himself as fierce and vicious, and his Taoism should be higher. The scholar promised to come very happily.

Why is it that now that I have seen all the bells, but I haven't been able to see the article that I have been waiting for for a hundred years? Even if the number of words is less, it doesn't matter.

The young Jian Xiu leaned forward, stared at the white-clothed scholar who looked like a dog, and said with a smile: "Yo, you are singing and harmonizing with this little demon, why don't you two sing double reeds here?"

The scholar in the snow-white robe was still dusty, holding a folding fan in his hand, and said with a fist: "I implore the Jin Gongzi of the Golden Crow Palace to raise his noble hand." ”

Another touch of sword light broke through the air, hovering beside Jin Le, it was a middle-aged female cultivator with a graceful posture, pinned between her hair buns with a golden hairpin, she glanced at the scene on the lake, and said with a smile: "Okay, this experience, under the nose of the little master and uncle, we failed to kill the yellow wind ancestor, I know that you are in a bad mood at this time, but the little master and uncle are still waiting for you over there, wait for a long time, it's not good." ”

Jin Le nodded, stretched out his finger, and pointed, "Qingqi Mansion, right, I remember, you wait for me to visit in the near future." ”

Then he pointed to the white-clothed scholar who was secretly wiping the sweat on his forehead, and after looking at him, he immediately stopped his movements, deliberately opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze, Jin Le smiled: "I know that you are also a monk, and you are actually wearing a magic robe, you are a son, don't pretend to be a grandson with me, dare you report your name and teacher?"

The man smiled: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, your surname is a good person." ”

Jin Le's face was gloomy, and he said to the middle-aged woman beside him: "Senior sister, I can't bear this, just let me use a sword, just a sword." ”

The female cultivator of the Golden Crow Palace reminded softly: "Little Uncle Ancestor may be watching us." ”

Jin Le snorted coldly at the white-clothed scholar, "Hurry up and burn incense and worship the Buddha, and beg not to fall into my hands in the future." ”

The two Golden Crow Palace sword cultivators suddenly rose together, and the sword went away, dragging out two extremely long sword lights.

The eight immortal masters of Qingqi Mansion, who had already gathered around the Mi Li woman, were all relieved when they saw the two sword lights disappear, but when they thought of Jin Le's visit, they all smiled bitterly. Especially the woman with a heavy heart. However, the nine people looked at the white-clothed scholar who was wiping his forehead vigorously at this moment, and they were all a little grateful, if it wasn't for this person who stepped forward and shared the attention of the Jin Gongzi of the Golden Crow Palace, otherwise the nine of them would be even more troublesome, maybe they would be unable to escape tonight and have a fight. Although the power of Qingqi Mansion is inferior to that of Jinwu Palace, it really doesn't have to kneel and kowtow when he sees the two sword cultivators.

Anyway, this trip down the mountain to catch demons is really unfavorable.

In the future, it will not be difficult for the master to block Jin Le's mountaineering sword, with the background of Qingqi Mansion, but it is inevitable that Qingqi Mansion will not deal with Jinwu Palace from now on.

The woman clenched her fists and smiled: "This Chen Gongzi, my name is Mao Qiulu, I am from Qingqi Mansion in Taozhi Country in the northeast of Baoxiang Country, and I thank Chen Gongzi for his righteous words. ”

The man smiled, "I'm not a righteous man, I just want to buy that dumb lake monster with the immortals." ”

The little girl in black still had her arms around her chest and shouted, "Big water monster!"

Chen Ping'an turned his head and said with a smile: "I just saw the Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace, why don't you call yourself a big water monster?!"

The little girl's eyes rolled, "Just now my throat and eyes were on fire, and I couldn't speak." You have the ability to let your Golden Crow Palace shit sword fairy come back, see if I don't talk about it......"

didn't wait for the little girl in black to finish speaking.

I saw that in the distance of the sky, a line of cyan golden light that was more than a thousand zhang long appeared, and it shot straight into the depths of a certain place in the Yellow Wind Valley.

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes, glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

Yo, it's still a Jindan Realm sword cultivator.

It seems that the little master and uncle in the mouth of the male and female monks of the Golden Crow Palace personally took action?

After that, the heavens and the earth returned to clarity, and the sword light slowly faded.

The little girl hurriedly hugged her head and shouted, "Little water monster, I'm just a little water monster with a small grain of rice......

The woman and an old man from the sect smiled bitterly: "If this person makes a move and asks us for a sword, it will be a big trouble." ”

The old man shook his head and laughed softly: "This sword fairy has a cold temperament, and his arrogance is true, but his style of action is not at all like this Jin Le, who likes to shake his majesty, he is still very mountaineous, and he has nothing to do with dust in his eyes, and every time he quietly goes down the mountain, just to kill demons and eliminate demons, so as to wash his sword." This time it is estimated that he is helping Jin Le and them to protect the way, after all, the Huang Feng Ancestor here is a real old Jin Dan, and he is good at escaping the law, and if he is not careful, it is easy to suffer and die. I see that this sword will go down, and Huang Feng Ancestor will not dare to show his head and eat monks again for decades. ”

The woman who called herself Mao Qiulu looked at the white-clothed scholar, shook her head and smiled: "First, I came to the National Teacher's Mansion to bid for this demon, and the price was very high, and secondly, now I have provoked Jinle of Jinwu Palace, if you accept this hot taro, it is not appropriate." Although our Qingqi Mansion is not as strong as the Golden Crow Palace, because of the dispute caused by this dumb lake monster, it is easy to take advantage of it, and it is not too afraid of the Golden Crow Palace. ”

Chen Ping'an put away the folding fan and pinned it to his waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm traveling all the way to the north, and I work hard to earn money just to spend money, and Immortal Master Mao just has to make a price." And I'm a wild cultivator whose whereabouts are as uncertain as a leaf of duckweed, and if the Golden Crow Palace wants to get angry, he has to find me, so as long as the Mao Immortal Master is willing to sell, I can buy it,"

The little girl in black said angrily: "I don't want to sell it to you, the scholar is bad, I might as well follow that sister to Qingqi Mansion, and be a neighbor with a river god and water, maybe I can cheat some food and drink." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "Aren't you afraid of the sword light of the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal?" Once the Jin Great Sword Immortal knows your traces, there has never been a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, every day is scared, you big water monster can stand it?"

The little girl wrinkled, and began to think hard about the problem, thinking that things were useless, just to see how wrinkled her brows were.

Chen Ping'an looked at the Qingqi Mansion Immortal Master and said with a smile: "Make a price." ”

The woman looked at the elder of the sect, who nodded slightly.

Mao Qiulu still asked in a low voice, "Chen Gongzi is really not afraid of the entanglement of the Golden Crow Palace?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm hiding from them in the Golden Crow Palace." ”

Mao Qiulu was a little embarrassed, and said: "But the National Teacher's Mansion bid a Gu Yu Qian to buy this little fish monster, in fact, it can't be sold at such a high price usually, but it is connected to the river woman god position, so ......"

The little girl said angrily: "What? It's only one? Isn't it a hundred?! I'm so angry! That scholar in white clothes, hurry up, give this little girl with a soft fist a hundred Gu Yu money, if you blink your eyes, you won't be a hero!"

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to take care of this little water monster with his brain in the water, and handed out a Gu Yu money.

That Mao Qiulu's face was full of surprise, and she said helplessly: "Chen Gongzi really bought it?"

Right now.

An old monk who described the withered tree floated up, standing on the top of the slope, followed by more than a dozen monks with wooden expressions, with a huge age difference, both young and old.

Buddha beads are hung in front of everyone, ordinary materials, but they are all flowing with golden light, which is extremely eye-catching in the night.

After the old monk stood still, he said in a deep voice: "The sword immortal of the Golden Crow Palace has gone away, this Yellow Wind Ancestor has been seriously injured, and he is crazy, he actually does not hide in the roots of the mountain to cultivate, but wants to eat people, the poor monk and uncle have already confronted it more than ten miles away, and they can't trap him for too long, you should leave the Yellow Wind Valley with the poor monk, get up and hurry up, it is really impossible to delay for a moment." ”

Chen Ping'an gently threw the Gu Yu money to the Mi Fence woman, and said with a smile: "After the transaction, we can all run away." ”

Mao Qiulu gritted her teeth, caught the Gu Yu money, and held it in the palm of her hand, it was indeed a real Gu Yu money.

The little water monster hurriedly shouted: "And don't forget that string of bells! You also bought it for a Gu Yu money!"

Chen Ping'an still ignored her.

The little girl's cheeks are bulging, and this scholar is not happy.

The woman smiled and took off the string of bells on her wrist and handed it to the white-clothed scholar who she had never been able to tell that it was a qi practitioner.

Her elder, with a wave of his hand, used the entire lake as a talisman array for gossip, and immediately gathered together, detaining the little girl who was twitching in the silver talisman net to the shore, and the rest of the Qingqi Mansion immortal masters also drove back to the compass one after another.

Mao Qiulu said with a smile: "Let's withdraw the talisman array, Chen Gongzi has to take care of it, don't let her escape into the lake." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Naturally." ”

The glow of the rune array dissipated instantly.

Chen Ping'an stepped out, grabbed the back collar of the little girl, and lifted it high, she was hanging in the air, still with a straight face, arms around her chest.

On the other side of the hillside, the dart walkers and passers-by had quickly packed up their belongings and began to hurry through the night under the escort of the monks.

And the group of Qingqi Mansion Immortal Masters didn't communicate at all, so they walked into the team on their own, obviously to help those Baoxiangguo monks escort them away.

Chen Ping'an shouted loudly: "That dart master!"

A young dart master riding to the top of the slope turned his head to look.

I saw that in addition to carrying the little girl in one hand, the white-clothed scholar also had an extra wine jug in his hand, and then shook it vigorously and threw a jug of wine high at him.

The young dart master simply sat on his horse's back and reached out to catch the jug of wine.

The young man put away the flask, smiled, and clenched his fists in thanks.

The rivers and lakes meet by chance, and the water meets.

Drink alcohol when you fall in love, no need to say hello, don't ask for your name.

Mao Qiulu turned her head and asked, "Gongzi Chen, don't you go together?!"

Then the woman heard a reason that she couldn't think of, only to hear the man smile generously: "I'll run in a different direction, there are many of you, and the Yellow Wind Ancestor will definitely look for you first." ”

Mao Qiulu was so angry that she couldn't say a word, turned around, turned her back to the man, raised her arms high, stretched out her thumb, and then slowly turned down.

But the man was embarrassed to say, "I have the opportunity to be a guest in your Qingqi Mansion when I turn around." ”

After putting away her gestures, the woman ignored them and strode away.

The little girl who was carried in her hand shook her head and gloated: "Reader, you can't see it, she has a good impression of you, and now she doesn't have any of it." ”

As soon as the back collar was loosened, her feet hit the ground.

I saw the white-clothed scholar smile and said, "I didn't see it, you have a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes." ”

The little girl in black put her hands behind her back, her eyes widened, and she looked hard at the string of bells in the man's hand.

Chen Ping'an threw the bell to her, then put on the hat, bent down and carried the big bamboo box sideways.

The little girl was stunned on the spot, and then turned around, there was really nothing unusual, she stretched her neck, her whole little face and faint eyebrows, all wrinkled together, indicating that her brain was now a mess, and asked, "Well, you just don't care about me like that? You really don't treat a big water monster as a big water monster, do you?"

Chen Ping'an pushed her forehead with one hand, "Get out." ”

The little girl said angrily: "Well, what about it!"

She suddenly opened her mouth wide, and her little face suddenly cracked wide, revealing her sharp teeth, and she opened wide and didn't close, "Are you afraid?"

Chen Ping'an carried the bamboo box on his back, slowly walked to the hillside, and left a sentence, "I'm afraid of death." ”

Not far from the north side of the hillside, the movement is getting louder and louder.

The little girl in black hesitated for a moment, casually threw the string of bells into the lake, then pinched her chin, and began to frown and think about the question, watching the scholar in white walk up the hillside.

She snorted, turned and swaggered towards the green lake, then suddenly stood still and turned her head, only to see that the man was already standing at the top of the slope, and walked away without stopping.

The little girl scratched her head vigorously, always feeling that something was wrong.

One leaped into the water, revealed his real body and turned into a fish monster, chasing the falling bells, shaking his head and tail, and swimming towards the bottom of the lake.

Over the hillside.

When a white dress walks out of the mile.

Stopping, he took off his hat and bamboo box.

I saw an old monk covered in blood sitting in place, silently chanting.

On the yellow sand ground beside him, a tin rod was inserted, and the copper rings hit each other violently.

The old monk's blood was pale gold.

As the old monk recites the scriptures, the surrounding abbot's land continues to bloom with golden lotuses.

A yellow tornado swept around the old monk, and a yellow robe could be seen hiding in it.

Hit wildly by that yellow salon roll, those golden lotus petals withered away.

Although the old monk's eyes were closed, he still waved his sleeves, and now the old monk could only vaguely sense that an outsider appeared behind him, and he was a little anxious, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up! Hold on to the old monk's tin staff, it will help you stay away from here, don't turn back!"

The tin staff flew out diagonally, flew out towards the white-clothed scholar, and then hovered beside the man, the tin staff interlocked, as if very anxious, urging the scholar to seize it quickly and escape from this place of right and wrong.

In order to distract himself from controlling the tin staff to save people, there have been flaws, and the yellow salon scroll has become more and more violent, and there is not much golden lotus left in the abbot's land.

Just when the old monk was about to be completely coerced by the yellow sand and completely consume the golden body, a warm voice sounded softly in his ears, "The master just enters the meditation and talks about the Dharma, and the kid is fortunate to listen to one or two, and he is grateful." ”

Then the young man swept forward a dozen feet in one step, and at the same time said loudly: "Subdue the demon with me!"

I saw that the bamboo box opened by itself, and swept out a golden demon rope, like a golden dragon trailing the snow-white body, rushing forward together.

The demon rope burrowed into the yellow salon scroll and trapped the yellow robe.

The scholar in white punched like thunder.

It's just that the fist is like a rainbow, and the momentum is amazing, but the scholars are strolling around, but if they go down with their sleeves, often the entire skyscraping tornado will be broken in two on the spot.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, folded his hands, and lowered his head instead of chanting, but muttered: "Weide is majestic, stay and see the clean." It's a pity that there is no tea, otherwise you will be seated. ”

The white clothes and the tornado fought far away.

The old monk got up slowly, turned around and walked to the bamboo box, grabbed back the tin staff that had been silent with the copper ring, and the old monk sang and strode away.

It was in the night.

A white-clothed scholar walked slowly with a cane on his back.

There was a little girl in black hanging on her feet, holding his ankles with both hands, so with every step, she had to drag the little girl like kraft candy to slide out of a step.

Chen Ping'an didn't bow his head, "You're pestering me like this?"

The little girl who was still wrapped in a package nodded and said, "These treasures at the bottom of the lake in my package are more than one Gu Yu money." Okay, I'll give it to you, but you have to help me find someone who can write a book, and help me write a wonderful story that I'm fierce and particularly scary in. ”

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "If you do this again, I will be unkind to you." ”

The little girl put a handful of tears and snot on the man's lap, choked and said: "Please, just take me to the rivers and lakes together, you are so capable, the ancestors of Huangsha have killed you, follow you, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking spicy food." I must find that reader, write my story, I want to go down in history, and every household will know that I am a monster with a dumb lake. ”

Chen Ping'an stopped, lowered his head and asked, "Still not let go?"

The little girl in black didn't let go, shook her head, wiped off the snot on the man's snow-white robe with her face, then raised her head, wrinkled her face and said, "Don't let go." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his foot, "Leave you." ”

The little girl was thrown directly into the small turquoise lake, rolling in the air, throwing an extremely long arc.

A moment later.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look.

A follower was followed from afar, and when he saw him turn his head, he immediately stood still and began to look up at the moon.

Chen Ping'an sighed, "If you follow me, maybe you'll die." ”

The little girl ran forward, but as soon as she saw the white-clothed scholar frowning, she quickly stopped and said sullenly: "Who won't die, they all have to die anyway, I'm not afraid of this, I just want everyone to know me, and if I know, I will die." ”

Chen Ping'an continued to move forward.

She followed.

During this time, she squatted on the ground, stared at the ground in a daze, tilted her head, and then suddenly opened her mouth with sharp teeth and swallowed a lizard in one gulp.

After standing up, the little girl with a package on her back smiled, "Delicious!"

It's just that she suddenly noticed that the man turned his head.

She immediately stiffened her face, her gaze wandering, but her cheeks couldn't help but move.

The man smiled, "Then let's follow, fight for the Spring Dew Garden, and help you find a place to stay." But the ugly words are ahead, if you regret it halfway and want to return to the Dumb Lake, you go by yourself, I won't care about you. ”

She rushed to the man's side, puffing out her chest, "Will I regret it?"

The man snorted, "A big water monster the size of a grain of rice." ”

She was a little embarrassed for the first time.

This sesame-sized affair could never be written into a book.

After that, the scholar in white was followed by a little girl in black who was often thirsty.

Trek together.

The little girl thinks Bei'er is interesting.

The man would take him with him to sit on a wall in the street, watching the two doorkeepers quarrel with each other.

It is the two door gods of the door, the family that posted the God of Wealth and Literature, there is a heroic man who is chivalrous and righteous, and there is a god of martial arts and wealth, but there is a reading seed, beautiful appearance, and is known as a prodigy in the local county.

At that time, the scholar who still only knew Chen Haoren posted a talisman with an ugly name to her, and then the two of them sat on the wall in the distance to watch the excitement.

After that, they also saw the scene of the mountain god marrying the daughter to the son of the water god, and saw that it was a big pomp and circumstance of gongs and drums, but in fact, it was silent, and the man gave way at that time, but an old woman on the other side of the mountain god's team took the initiative to hand him a red envelope of happy money, and the person actually accepted it, and said a congratulatory word very politely, which was really embarrassing, and there was a snowflake money in it.

Later, they saw the legendary Wuyue Mountain King parade, a golden-clothed god, riding a white horse, with a long tail behind him, very majestic.

Also in a large area but dilapidated next to a certain Niangniang ancestral temple, I saw three beautiful women, from the west corridor of the ancestral temple a curtain damage, inaccessible place, Shanshan walked out, to have a private meeting with a scholar in the yang world, but unfortunately after that humiliating situation, the guy next to him did not go to see, even she was not allowed to peep, but during the day, they went there to take a look, only to see the ancestral temple, there are three painted mottled Mei Ji clay statues, compared to before, each missing a scarf, a gold hairpin and a bracelet.

What's even more interesting is that time they stumbled into a paradise hidden in the mountains and forests, in which there were a few spirits dressed as literati and scholars, and after meeting the two of them, they were very enthusiastic at first, but when those mountain spirits asked him if he could improvise a poem, he was dumbfounded, and then those guys began to drive people away, saying that there was a vulgar embryo. They both walked out of the mansion in embarrassment, and she winked at him, but he was not angry.

These are all very interesting things, but in fact, they are more boring things like traveling day and night, lighting a fire and cooking.

But sometimes this weirdo is really weird.

He once walked on the cliff plank road, looked at the opposite green mountain cliff, and for some reason swept away, crashed directly into the cliff, and then knocked knock, and then directly punched through the entire mountain. I'm embarrassed to often say that she can't carry it clearly in the water in her brain? Big brother, don't talk about second sister.

He will often stay on the top of the mountain at night, walking in circles alone, and he can walk like that for a night, as if he is sleeping. Anyway, as long as she has sleepiness, she will fall asleep, sleep soundly, and when she opens her eyes early in the morning, she can often see him walking around there in circles.

He also has times when he is not very serious.

There was a passing by the water pavilion outside the county town, it was a gathering of literati and rioters, during the rainstorm, everyone watched the rain in the pavilion like watching the waterfall, one by one the interest was quite high, and then the person swished and disappeared, I don't know how to do it, only there was no heavy rain near the water pavilion, and the readers in the pavilion were stunned one by one. I saw her hiding in the water and laughing.

Every once in a while, next to the stream, he would pat the wine gourd and take out a handful...... A small and delicate flying sword, shaving. He turned to her and smiled at one point. She couldn't laugh at all, it was an immortal's flying sword!

He also once helped the farmer to plant rice in the field, and at that time, he picked up the bookcase and went to the field to be busy, and seemed to be very happy.

At first, the villagers were afraid that this scholar was fooling around and helping him, and they didn't want to really get started, and they were not unfamiliar with them at all, and when they were done, the villagers wanted to invite them to dinner, but he left with a smile.

It's just that these trivial things are not very majestic, which makes her feel that she is not enjoyable at all, following him for so long, she has not broken into the hall at all, and no one knows that she is a dumb lake monster, and when he sees anyone, he will only introduce her surname Zhou, and then there is nothing.

Only once, she admired him a little.

On a large river, a counter-current building boat crashed into a flat boat that could not be evaded.

Then a man in white came with a sword, floating on a flat boat, stretching out one hand to support the boat, holding a wine jug in the other, and raising his head to drink.

Later, the two of them sat together on a high-rise building in a prosperous capital city, overlooking the night scene, with brilliant lights, like the bright galaxy.

He finally said something that was a little bookish, saying that there are stars above his head, and there are stars under his feet, and there is silent beauty in the sky and the world.

When she saw that he had drunk, she advised him to speak more.

He said again that the moonlight enters the tall building, annoying, it also comes, love, it also goes.

She was a little sad, just inexplicably some sadness the size of a grain of rice, in fact, it wasn't that she missed her hometown, she didn't want to do it at all along the way, but when she turned her head to look at the side face of that person, it seemed that he remembered some people he missed, sad things, maybe. Who knows, she's just a big water monster who secretly watches those people come and go year after year, and she's not really human.

Thinking about it like this, she was also a little sad.

The man turned his head, the walking stick on his lap, and he held the flask, but reached out and gently rubbed her head.

That moment.

She thought that he might really be called Chen Haoren.