In the sky, a yellow moon runs slowly, and the night is thick.

Yang Xiao didn't know how much time had passed, but his stomach was not as hungry as last time, and with the position of the moon, it didn't seem like a long time had passed.

He shook his wings and combed through the harvest of this distraction.

Compared with the last time, there was nothing to gain from this trip, but I went to a tower of the remnants of heaven that I didn't know the location at all, and saw a crazy boy who was endlessly devouring Buddha statues in the desert for unknown reasons.

But unlike the last coincidence of God, this time he took the initiative.

This shows that the gray mist is not a place where he must go, and that he can go elsewhere in his dreams. The place I went to is not fixed, and it seems that there is no pattern for the time being.

Yang Xiao had a hint of joy in his heart, this is more or less an ability, in this completely unknown world, multiple abilities are always good, although he doesn't know what the source of this ability is.

It's a pity that the boy couldn't answer the question of the Taishang Yin Rune for him, and he still didn't find a way to open his mind, which is somewhat regrettable, but it doesn't matter, since he is sure that he can go to other places with his mind, then it's a big deal to come a few more times, and someone will always know.

……

With a flick of his wings, Yang Xiao flew under the tree.

Last time, he wasn't sure if he would be able to get out of his mind, and he wasn't prepared for anything. Thanks to this, it didn't take much time. But when I thought of the first time I went out of my mind, half a month had passed, and I was almost starved to death, so I managed to save some leopard meat to survive the hunger.

If the time is longer this time, he may have to go hunting hungry again at this moment, and if he encounters any emergency in reality, he is still in a state of trance, it will be dangerous.

So, Yang Xiao decided to hunt some rats first, and then prepare a hidden cave for later use.

……

In the light breeze, Yang Xiao swept through the sky, his sharp eyes constantly sweeping through the forest, always watching for signs of rat infestation, but when he flew near a stream, he stopped.

The scene in front of him made him a little concerned.

In the stream, there was a mass of brown robes, which accompanied the stream, constantly dancing in the water and swimming downstream.

Watching the robe flow past, Yang Xiao felt a little inexplicable.

Why is there a robe floating in the stream?

Confused, he flew upstream, only to find a messy wooden basin and a discarded thumpering stick by the river. Of course, there are also some white socks and soaphorns scattered along the river, for unknown reasons.

Yang Xiao stopped on the trunk of the tree, looked at the messy wooden basin and hammering stick, and muttered in his heart.

This place is where the boy of the Luxian Temple comes out to wash clothes every night, and Yang Xiao has been here for several months, and he can hear the sound of hammering sticks every night.

But now the wooden basin and hammer stick are still there, but the boy who washes clothes in the Taoist temple is nowhere to be seen.

Thinking of the robe that was washed away by the current, Yang Xiao felt even more strange.

Could it be that the boy was washing his clothes and was taken by some beast in the forest?

He turned his head and stared at the wooden basins and hammering sticks scattered on the ground, but he did not find the footprints of the beast, nor did he see any signs of struggle or fighting, nor did he see any bloody corpses.

After thinking about it, Yang Xiao decided to leave him alone.

That boy loves to wash clothes but not washing, maybe he is half washed and awakened the soul of socialism, and he can't say if he doesn't dry it, who knows.

He flapped his wings again and flew away, continuing to search for rats in the woods.

Luckily, tonight he quickly caught three mice and a small water snake, and after a full meal, Yang Xiao grabbed the remaining mice and flew towards his nest.

He decided to skin and dry the two rats and store them as emergency reserves.

However, after flying closer to the lair, he found that there was a black shadow entrenched on the lair that originally belonged to the falcon.

Yang Xiao was startled, feeling that something was wrong, and immediately stopped on the tree, staring directly at the black shadow entrenched in the tree.

The black shadow lay in his lair, muttering to himself, "I see... I see... I see..."

Yang Xiao stared at a pair of big eyes and looked at him for a moment in the night, and recognized him from the two horns on the black shadow head, wasn't that the laundry boy of Luxian Guan?

The laundry boy actually climbed onto the trunk of a tree more than ten meters high, and still dangled on the trunk.

The feathers on Yang Xiao's body exploded suddenly, what kind of ghost thing is this, instead of washing clothes at night, he digs out the bird's nest? ?

Looking closely, Yang Xiao was even more cold, and the boy was lying in his lair, holding a silk book in his hand, reading in the moonlight, nodding while reading.

"I see... I see..."

Chattering, the boy felt something, his neck slowly came over, looked directly at Yang Xiao on another tree, and said with a smile: "Bodhisattva, you said earlier, such a rough and low-level exercise, is it you who practiced?" ”

When Yang Xiao saw that smile, he only felt that his soul was scattered, like falling into an ice cellar, and he was almost about to scream!

Although the appearance has changed and the body shape has changed, there is no doubt that that expression and that look are not at all the Taoist washing boy he once was. But...

Eating Buddha !!

For some reason, he followed him out of the dream world!!

How is this done???

I was stunned for a second, maybe only a fraction of a second.

Yang Xiao jumped down the branch abruptly, and flew away into the distance without looking back.

"Hoho!!!"

The boy threw the silk book on the trunk of the tree and burst into laughter: "Bodhisattva!! At that time, you went to the Remnant Sky Tower to find me, and it was Taishang and Qingxuan...... I thought you were asking about some immortal exercises, I thought you were asking about some secret technique! Hohoho~Hohoho~Hoho....!! ”

It laughed wildly, chasing Yang Xiao in the forest with both hands and feet, jumping between the tree trunks, and laughing wildly as it jumped: "But where can I think of it, where can I think of it, where can I think of it....I think that what you are asking is an ordinary qi training method!" ”

The boy cried again in the chase.

"Where would I have thought of it!! If you can go to the Tower of the Broken Sky, you can go to the Tower of the Broken Sky!! It's a flat-haired beast in the mortal world!! A mouse-eating bird!! A mouse-eating bird!! ”

He howled loudly, his voice full of sorrow.

Yang Xiao looked at the rapidly approaching figure behind him, almost his soul was about to be frightened away, he pressed his body and hurriedly drilled into the bushes deep in the forest, reciting the magic of the Tao in his heart.

"The way of the world is not good, Bodhisattva, the way of the world is not good! My Bird Bodhisattva! Hohohoho! The boy drooled and roared madly as he ran, "Bird Bodhisattva! Bird Bodhisattva! Hohaha, the Bird Bodhisattva is practicing! The Bird Bodhisattva is still practicing Qi, and the Bird Bodhisattva has more thoughts than a child, ahahaha, Bodhisattva!! Wait for me!! Wait!! ”

The boy was thirty-seven twenty-one, his head was broken and bleeding in the forest, and his body was cut out by a branch and he didn't know how many openings, but he chased Yang Xiao frantically.

Yang Xiao recited the recipe of Rongdao, turned left and right in the forest, and twisted into a rotten wood that rats often crawl on, this place is where rats often hide from his pursuit, but he didn't expect that one day he Yang Xiao will also hide in this place where rats will hide.

There was no time to feel ashamed or anything for him, so when he got into the rotten wood trunk, Yang Xiao recited the trick of melting the Tao in his heart.

"The shape is like a tree, the body is like a dry bone, the god is like dead ashes, and the mind is alone."

"The shape is like a tree, the body is like a dry bone, the god is like dead ashes, and the mind is alone."

"The shape is like a tree, the body is like a dry bone, the god is like dead ashes, and the mind is alone."

……

The recipe for fusion worked.

The boy outside had lost his purpose, and he rushed aimlessly left and right in the woods, rummaging here and there. After a few strokes of not finding it, he became more and more anxious, and screamed in the woods.

"The Bodhisattva is gone, the Bird Bodhisattva is gone, the Bird Bodhisattva doesn't know where to go. Well... Well... Good bird Bodhisattva, go back to Tong'er, it's not easy for Tong'er to have someone to speak, don't do this to me, don't treat me like this, Tong'er is the most well-behaved. ”

He hummed aggrievedly.

Where did Yang Xiao dare to speak out, but he kept silently.

The boy was sweating anxiously, he stretched out his nose and sniffed wildly in the air, after sniffing for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he smiled stupidly, "I see, I see, the bird bodhisattva can not only go to the Remnant Sky Tower, but also have the smell of the Tao on his body, the Tao rhyme, the Tao rhyme~"

He drooled and said with a grin.

Suddenly, he didn't know what he was crazy about, and suddenly he opened his mouth and bit the trunk of the tree beside him, biting hard. While biting wildly, he roared desperately: "Dao dog!! ”

"Dao Dog !!"

"Dao Dog !!"

"Buddha Dog !!"

"Buddha Dog !!"

"Buddha Dog !!"

"Dead !!"

"Dead !!"

"Dead !!"

"Dead !!"

He shouted frantically. Biting on the trunk one bite after another, he scolded while biting back, and he didn't know who he was scolding.

The teeth that were gnawing straight were all broken, and the gnawed face was cracked, and he was still gnawing frantically.

Yang Xiao has never seen such a crazy and strange thing in his two lives, and compared with this boy, the degree of madness of the old way in the view can only be said to be a small thing.

After gnawing for a while, the boy finally stopped gnawing.

He fell to his knees with blood on his face and began to weep.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, you say a few words... Say something, Bodhisattva. ”

After crying for a while, he suddenly had another spirit, thinking about something, his eyes lit up like Doraemon, who took out the magic weapon, and said in surprise: "I forgot, I forgot again!" The Bodhisattva can't speak, Huo Huohuo, the Bodhisattva can't speak, pinch hahaha, ah~ah~ Bodhisattva, don't worry, don't worry, I sent it to you, the good boy sent it to you.....

After speaking, he stood up dancingly, grabbed his hand, broke off one of his fingers, and held it in the air, the bloody fingers made a clattering sound in the moonlight, and in the blink of an eye, only skin and bones were burned.

Yang Xiao was already frightened enough, and his scalp was even more numb when he saw that finger.

That finger.

It even came out...