The last brilliance of the red sun was torn off the cliff at night, the afterglow of the sky dissipated, and a thin layer of fog gradually floated in the late autumn Mozong. Unlike in the past, today happens to be the beginning of the month, and the moonlight is not visible, and the four sides look a little gloomy.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the birdsong outside the house, and the noise is in the ears.

Qiu Fang quietly pushed open the window, his eyes were full of anticipation, looking at this posture, the spirit bird he sent back to the East Pole Gate to report the news finally had an echo.

Fang Cai Fengzheng and the others staged a drama in this small firewood room to find Xuanxiao Nine Thunder Pupils, the whole process can not be described as terrifying, no matter how Qiu Fang calms his emotions, he is also in a cold sweat, if he is not strong, I am afraid that even his hands will tremble.

It's just a little puzzled, at the last moment, when it was clear that she had no way to retreat, the girl they called "Xue'er" had a change of thought, and she didn't dwell on it anymore, it was actually her who caught ghosts, and she was also the one who released ghosts.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang tilted his head and pursed his lips, and his eyes as deep as a black pool flashed a few rays of light, as if he was helpless and confused.

Speaking of which, this girl is whiter than snow, her hair is as black as ink, and she has a pair of sword eyebrows and beautiful eyes, of course, she is a very beautiful beauty. But that's not the point, the point is that he always feels a little familiar with this Xue'er girl in his eyes, but he can't say where he has seen it.

If Fu Zhi was here, when he heard him say that others seemed to be somewhat familiar, he would definitely laugh and mock him to see that everyone was an old acquaintance. No, now, she may want to scold herself for seeing a beautiful girl, and she wants to set it up.

Qiu Fang's heart remembered Fu Zhi's delicate appearance with her mouth pouting, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile, and her eyes flashed with a little banter and ridicule. But before he could laugh, he slowly looked up like a wilted eggplant, and the dark sky was reflected in his eyes, and his thoughts wandered endlessly.

He felt that these days in Mozong should not be very long, but this account could not be calculated, and the sum of the front and back was more than half a month.

I have a pretty chic day this day, Mozong's food is a little more ordinary, but it is still a good appetite, there is not much work in ordinary times, and for people who cultivate the truth, it is even more handy.

If this undercover trip ends here, it will be more than easy, and it will not hurt to come back a few more times.

However, what made him depressed was that Feng Suixing was indeed not a good lord to serve, and he would be scolded if he disagreed, and he must be cautious when getting along with him. At the same time, the transaction with the black shadow was smooth and smooth, but it didn't go well, and that night I put aside that persuasion was dry mouth and spittle, straight from analyzing the pros and cons to applying both soft and hard, but the final result seemed to be in vain.

This series of worries haunted him and could not go away for a long time.

The spirit bird in the distance tilted its head to look at Qiufang's gloomy face, and after a while, it fluttered its wings and fell from the branches, resting on the window lattice, and rubbing its fluffy little head with a faint blue light on Qiufang's wrist, as if to comfort his master.

"The letter has been delivered?"

Qiu Fang showed half a smiling face, and a burst of warmth rose in his heart, his left hand leaned against the window lattice, propped up his chin, and rubbed the spirit bird with his right hand, and said softly.

"Tut-tut, you're having a pretty chic life these days."

He Wangshu's voice suddenly came from afar, Qiu Fang was a spirit, his cold hair stood on end, and he scolded angrily: "It's not as good as some people." ”

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your temper is good, but I don't know if you are good at cultivation."

He Wangshu said with a smile, and a black spirit bird also fluttered down and also landed on the top of the window lattice.

Qiu Fang knew that he had drawn a spirit bird talisman, and returned to the East Pole Gate to tell his uncles in detail about his deal with the black shadow, and naturally mentioned some changes in the Mo Sect, at this time, the Mo Sect lost the Protector Sect Enchantment, and He Wangshu naturally sent another bird to follow.

"Hmph." Qiu Fang snorted coldly, and no longer had a verbal dispute with He Wangshu, you must know that in the Yin and Yang Strange Qi Realm, He Wangshu is a well-deserved first-class human-like existence, where is Wu Qiufang, a fledgling young man, can look forward to.

If it were Zhou Zong and others, Wu Qiufang would naturally respect him and would never dare to speak wildly, but since it was He Wangshu who came, Qiufang could ignore the important rules of respecting the teacher, who let He Wangshu joke about teaching him a big brother when he first met.

"Eh, I heard you got something good?"

He Wangshu's tone is still excellent and unobtrusive.

"I can't say anything good, so let's just do it." Wu Qiufang also touched the head of the black bird and said casually.

"You, you, you can always make something we didn't expect."

I don't know whether it was admiration or sighing, He Wangshu's tone dragged on long, which made Qiu Fang a little happy.

When he was in Zhenming Mountain, the old Taoist was extremely stingy with words of praise, so that Wu Qiufang, an unborn cultivation genius, didn't know how many catties and taels he had, and now after listening to He Wangshu's words, he inevitably felt a sense of complacent pleasure in his heart.

"Long story short." He Wangshu cleared his throat, "After the third child received the news from you, he specially ordered me to check some ancient books about the immortal pupil, there are many records of Yan Tong and Mu Pupil, but well, the description of Lei Tong is only a few words, and there are a few words in it. It seems to me that the people who write books don't know anything. ”

He Wangshu said happily, and it could be seen that he was also deeply interested in Xuanxiao Nine Thunder Pupils.

"The disciple doesn't know what this thing is for. But why are there so many records of Wood Pupil and Flame Pupil? ”

When it comes to the topic, Qiu Fang's tone has also become respectful.

He Wangshu groaned: "Yan Tong and Mu Tong have already appeared. It's just a thunder pupil, which only exists in legends, and I'm afraid there are very few people who know it. ”

Qiu Fang nodded, looked away, and looked cautiously, so as not to have ears on the wall, and listened to the conversation between himself and He Wangshu.

"You said that this thunder pupil was given to you by that Li Changfeng?"

He Wangshu was puzzled, he could hear it, he was also thinking about who this Li Changfeng was.

However, he didn't have a clue, Li Changfeng was never a ten-year-old child, and such a name had not spread in the world, at least now he can't be called a famous person with a surname. After all, He Wangshu also knows a lot, and he is still unheard of about it.

"The sword intent was also given to me by him, but Lei Tong only gave me one, and the other was with him." Qiu Fang recalled, and after a pause, he continued, "By the way, he also said that he wanted to see what I saw, and said that the world was too boring. ”

"Boring?" He Wangshu muttered and repeated, and after thinking for a moment, the blackbird staggered a few steps on the window lattice, his beak opened, and continued, "It seems that this is also an interesting person." ”

After that, He Wangshu laughed to himself.

At this time, there was a cinnamon fragrance wafting, warm and fragrant, straight through the nose, Qiu Fang helplessly glanced at He Wangshu, and said: "Uncle Shi, you said that Ah Yu... What exactly is the dark shadow going to do. ”

Qiu Fang was afraid that He Wangshu didn't know who Ah Yu was, so he hurriedly changed his words.

A tall tree near the firewood house swayed and rustled in the night, and the autumn boat looked up vigilantly.

"I don't know." He Wangshu said casually.

"You don't know, what are you doing here?"

Qiu Fang took a sip angrily, as if through these days of getting along, the more familiar he was with He Wangshu, the more unwilling he was to follow the rules as he did at the beginning.

"Hey, how did you talk like this kid, isn't Uncle Shi here to protect you?"

He Wangshu was also angry, the blackbird spread its wings, its eyes flashed blue, and suddenly jumped high.

"Then you better not come and make trouble for me." Qiu Fang waved his hand a little tiredly, and said deliberately, he knew how to look at Shu's temperament, the more docile he was, the more arrogant he was. If you are on the same page as he is, he will be more honest.

I have to say that in the autumn boat of this small half month, my temperament has also changed a lot, and I understand better what it means to observe words and feelings, and I also understand more clearly what it means to advance and retreat.

Looking at Qiu Fang's playful look, He Wangshu's anger dissipated without a trace, and said indifferently: "I'm not coming, how do you know who the person who came to you just now?" If I don't come, how do you know what Feng Zheng is planning? ”

Although Qiu Fang has grown a lot recently, his heart has gradually become calmer, but in the final analysis, he is still a hairy boy who is new to personnel, and he was teased by He Wangshu's words, and his face inevitably changed, but according to his strong temper, it is naturally impossible to be soft, so he had to say hard.

"I know it all."

"You know a, look at how scared you were, tsk."

He Wangshu smiled evilly, with a tone of successful tricks.

"Then you can hear it." With a glimpse of the autumn boat, he swept the blackbird off the window lattice and closed the wooden window casually.

By the dim light of the fire, the blackbird fell to the ground and jumped up and shouted, "Then the grandfather and grandson are the family members of your beloved girl." ”

Hearing the words "beloved girl", Qiu Fang was stunned at first, and then guessed who He Wangshu was talking about, and his white skin like jade couldn't help but climb up to the red glow, but fortunately, the lights in the house were dim, so people couldn't find his strange expression.

Seeing that Qiu Fang didn't answer for a long time, He Wangshu's laughter became stronger, and he said casually: "Acquiesced? ”

"Uncle Shi, don't make fun of me." Qiu Fang pursed his lips angrily, having said that, his heart failed to think so.

If you really want to say it, Qiu Fang does miss Fu Zhi a little, but to say that this is an ignorant love, Qiu Fang feels that it may not be.

Where would the young man who had just entered the world have such a deep mind, although Yan Qingyun taught him Fu Dao swordsmanship, he never taught him love and love, even if he really liked Fu Zhi in his heart, he didn't want to admit it.

After all, he is still a little Taoist priest who does not touch lust.

"But why didn't she withdraw her troops and continue to identify me?" Qiu Fang turned his words, put his palm in front of his chin, and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm..."He Wangshu pondered for a while, and suddenly said loudly, "Could it be that she also takes a fancy to you?" ”

"Get out!"

When Qiu Fang heard this, his face turned red, and he couldn't help scolding angrily, and even kicked his feet mercilessly.