"Master, please mention something." Jing Yi no longer called the god stick and saluted respectfully.

Ling Yin was silent and lowered his voice: "Everything has a cause and effect. She is who she is, and she is not her. She's not her, she's her. ”

Jing Yi was stunned for a moment, slightly distracted.

"Don't think about it, when the time comes, you will understand." Ling Yin patted him, "Young man, can I go?" ”

Jing Yi was still distracted and did not respond.

Lingyin took advantage of his distraction and ran when he got up, faster than a rabbit.

It's just that there are so many people staring at rabbits. Before he could take a few steps, he was knocked down by Hao Se.

"Hey, dead boy, it's time to lose weight, crush the boy me." Lingyin patted his bag's clothes distressedly.

Hao Se got up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to offend the master." I have something I want to ask the master for advice, and I hope that the master will give me some advice. ”

"Please call me a teenager." Spiritual correction.

Hauser: "...... Juvenile. ”

This quack, at first glance, is middle-aged, but tirelessly asks people to call him the master of the youth. Tut-tut, and her cousins and aunts in her modern cheap grandmother's family who insist on calling her "girl" in their forties.

Thinking of the wonderful Yang Sect female general of his grandmother's family, Hao Se smiled a little.

The attribute of her personality and occasional sand sculpture was killed by the female generals of the Yang Sect.

Ling Yin pulled her away from Jing Yi and lowered her voice to the lowest: "A soul from another world has her own fate. Don't blame the donor, I really can't leak the secret of heaven young man, otherwise the sky will thunder, can the donor bear it? ”

Hauser: "......"

Lingyin got up neatly and ran away like a gust of wind. ran two steps, ran back again, picked up the roast chicken, and ran away like a fire again.

Jing Yi looked at it, but didn't chase it, and his eyes were still a little sloppy.

Hao Se didn't bother to chase it.

This magic stick seems to be really capable. I even knew that she was a soul from another world.

It seems that this god stick really doesn't intend to say anything. Then even if she forced him with a knife, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to ask anything.

It's just that the god stick says that it has its own fate, what is it?

Could it be that she crossed over here, it was fate, not an accident.

"I'm still the same teenager I used to be, and I haven't changed the slightest....."

Lingyin's singing became farther and farther away.

Hao Se was slightly stunned.

This song is so familiar. She goes, isn't this "Youth"? How can this magic stick sing?

Jing Yi walked over and glanced at her: "What are you looking for Lingyin for?" ”

Hao Se came back to his senses and snorted: "Please calculate the master, when will this son be able to marry a wife and have children." ”

Jing Yi glanced at her speechlessly, but she didn't seem to be in a state, didn't answer, hung her head, thinking about something.

Hao Se was a little surprised, the sun came out in the west? How is this guy honest?

According to his urine nature, won't he answer: What to marry, or we will be compromised?

……

Here, Master Lingyin ran for a while, scolding in his heart. The young man didn't plan to eat and drink in this temple anymore, he wanted to change places. He was afraid that these two boys would remember what they remembered and come to him again to ask the truth.

After thinking about it, Ling Yin took his little follower, turned a corner, and went in the opposite direction of the temple.

"Young Master, why can't you tell Your Highness the truth?" The little god stick chased after Lingyin's buttocks, and his immature face was full of doubts.

Ling Yin stopped, panting: "I can't say it, I can't say it, I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

The little apprentice is wronged, and the master is so mysterious about many things, but he just doesn't tell him those secrets.

Ling Yin wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered in a low voice, "Can I say it?" I'm going to say it, I'm going to be damned, that kid is the future lord of Kyushu. ”

"What Lord of Kyushu?" The little apprentice looked confused.

"You heard me wrong." Ling Yin slapped the little apprentice's head.

The little apprentice's mind was full of question marks, and he was dizzy. Master always babbled about Kyushu going to be chaotic, Kyushu going to face a catastrophe and so on. But when I asked him, he was silent.

Ling Yin ignored him and continued to walk forward, with a bitter face.

Hey, he can't really say it.

Originally, twenty years ago, he was a lively and lovely, handsome and chic, bouncing and energetic teenager, living carefree every day on a certain sacred mountain that no one knew.

But one day, Shizun pulled him under the statue of a certain ancestor and told him a mission, and he could never be his boy again.

The ancestor whose name is Liu Bizhi, a few hundred years ago, left a note, saying that after a few hundred years, the empire collapsed and left Kyushu.

Then, he said that Kyushu would descend on the sky, and there would be demons from the distant starry sky to destroy the world.

And Master Zu pinched his fingers, the fate of Kyushu is closely related to two amazing and brilliant teenagers and a soul from another world.

Therefore, he was chosen, and in the year that the two teenagers were born, he went out of the sacred mountain and took on the difficult task of teaching the two teenagers.

Ling Yin sniffed: "I don't want to save the common people, I just want to be my young man, can't I?" ”

But no.

As the guardians of the sacred mountain, their ancestors have adhered to the responsibility of guarding the sacred mountain and protecting the common people for generations.

Most crucially, there seems to be a curse in their blood, and they can't break their oath.

"I'm still the same boy I used to be, and I haven't changed the slightest......" The song began to fall.

Ling sat down on the ground in a decadent manner, beat his chest, and cried with a sad face: "Little follower, what should I do if I suddenly feel a pain in conscience?" ”

The little apprentice was unmoved, very calm: "Young man, how much conscience do you have?" ”

Every time the master steals chickens and dogs, he says that his conscience hurts, and every time he cheats on the girl, he says that his conscience hurts.

Ling Yin hung his head, picked up a branch and drew a circle on the ground: "I'll draw a circle and curse you, Master Zu." ”

After cursing the ancestor a hundred times, Ling Yin threw the branch and smiled: "Oh, I, a young man who is so smart that no one has ever come before or since, has finally found a way to not have a painful conscience." ”

The little apprentice looked at him in surprise.

The soul happily untied the coquettish robe, looked at the snow-white tunic made of heavy gold, gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of snow-white cloth flew out.

"I'm just smart, a young man." Ling Yin picked up the piece of cloth, picked up a moist red sand stone, wrote a line of words on the cloth, and hung it in the middle of the forest. Well, Xiao Yiyi and they want to go out of the forest, this is the only way to go.

Although the rules of the division cannot be broken.

But the master only said that he couldn't tell the secret. But he can instruct Xiao Yiyi to ask the only person in the world who knows the truth.

After appreciating his masterpiece, Lingyin took the little apprentice, waved his sleeves, and went to the west without taking away a single cloud.

After Lingyin left, in the forest, for some reason, the wind rose.

The wind blew off the snow-white strip of cloth, and the strip of cloth fluttered and drifted into the distance, and finally happened to fall on the scarecrow in the distant rice field, and became the strip of cloth in the scarecrow's hand to drive away the birds.

......