The thousand-year-old incense soul surrounds the empty door Chapter 2, the beautiful immortal

The man, on the contrary, nodded to Hongxi as if he did not understand the sound, looked around at the various women, and talked to the two girls about the route, he smacked his chin with interest, and looked like he had never entered the city.

Mo Ruyi looked at his white and beardless jaw, and guessed to himself: Isn't there something unspeakable about this person? Will the royal family be extinct? In order to avoid the general trend, he hid in the mountains and wilderness to concentrate on cultivating, but he looked obsessed with the world, obviously thinking too much. With such a face, if you go down the mountain and are caught as a puppet, I don't know how miserable it is, and I heard that the abolished emperor will not live for a few years, and he will die after a few tosses. Mo Ruyi suddenly felt that he had a major mission in his body, turned his heart sideways, looked back at the sky, and comforted himself: God, I am accumulating blessings for the world. However, when he turned around, he saw the gable-like big man silently clubbing behind him, and his heart was pounding: It's over, this stunned monk saw through his concealment, and his intentions were bad, and he was afraid that he would bring himself in.

Zhiji glanced at him, stepped in, and said to the man in the warbler's circle: "Take me, I want to go down the mountain too." As soon as the man smiled, he saw the burly monk raise his elbow, and the fence fell down, bringing out a black figure draped in a veil in the dust.

The corners of Mo Ruyi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't lift a smile for a long time, secretly thinking about how to use clever words to deceive that person. I was going to paste some to increase the flavor, pretending to be chicken essence for help, and let Daxian take it with me, and now I am struggling with a soup wok. Mo Ruyi took a deep breath and put away the sartorie, his expression was excited and transparent, as if he had been empowered, he pounced on it, and knelt in front of the man's knee accurately through the gap between the demons: "Daxian, I have been lonely since I was a child, although I have made a big wish, but I am vulgar and ignorant until now. Today, I see the great immortal romance, deafening, I sincerely yearn for it, and I don't feel disturbed by the immortal. I only ask Daxian to accept me as an apprentice, so as to prepare for the risk of sprinkling and sweeping my feet. Mo Ruyi was awe-inspiring, secretly admiring that she was not chaotic and scheming, which was really her husband's true character.

The man snorted and wondered, "What do you want to learn from me?" Don't you have the ability to teach people to give birth? It's bad, you can't teach it, you can't teach it, it's innate. ”

The women covered their lips and chuckled lightly, and the shadows of the flowers swayed, only Mo Ruyi was like an old sandstone, and her heart had become powder. Mrs. Xuemei still added fuel to the fire, and flattered him frequently, "Daxian, why don't we teach him, the sisters' methods, he hasn't seen it." Mo Ruyi was ridiculed by the beauties, and was determined to act to the end. It is said that the companion is like a companion tiger, and the little tiger brother of the faint monarch is no longer waiting, anyway, he will report the news that he has seen him here to King Langya, and he can also be promoted to a few levels, thinking about it like this, his heart calmed down, and his face was indescribably weak: "I don't want to be next to me, I just want to follow Daxian." ”

Hearing this, the man looked at Mo Ruyi with straight eyes, and his pale and delicate face looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and he felt pity: "Don't say it so desolately, I love to be lively, let's come together." By the way, do you cook rice over a fire? Mo Ruyi nodded blankly, and the man suddenly smiled, got him up with one hand, and asked him to get some hot food.

Mo Ruyi responded, when passing by the great monk, he suddenly remembered that he had also asked himself, and heard the faint gentleman say to Zhier: Thank you for taking care of these days, sweeping and feeding is very hard, and the great monk is willing to go into the village to catch the market together, of course, he is happy and happy on the road. Mo Ruyi secretly scolded Zhier for not being a good bird, and his feelings pointed to him as a slave for the faint king, and he made up his mind to tell the Langya palace first, and then look at the instructions of the palace after getting the reward.

The fire is ignited, the hot pot is boiled, and the sound of shabu-shabu cutting and chopping comes from the stove room, which is very good to hear in the silent mountains and forests, and startles the misty dreams of many resident birds. After cooking the porridge, Mo Ruyi dared to take out a cup of bronze in his arms, uncover the carved flower cover, and pick a fiery red insect Gu from the innermost, and put it on the lid to bully the fire. The long, red insects slowly shake, and after a while, a crack opens on both sides, and the crack spreads out step by step, forming a cicada wing two fingers wide per leaf. It hovered over the heat for a while, its color dissolved, and after a few moments of excitement, it slid towards the east. When he was a child, he was in the Langya Palace, and he was very close to the Langya King, and this strange insect was also the plaything he gave to the Langya King after he was picked up by the Immortal Sect. Mo Ruyi shook his head, the ancestors were looking for treasures for the royal family, and there were really few happy reunions brought out by the treasures.

The man who was dubbed a faint monarch by Mo Ruyi for the first time, after bidding farewell to the demon spirits, found a good place to sit on the threshold and waited for food. Zhiji stood under the eaves and shouted to the man slowly: "Hug Daxian." ”

The man turned his head and glared at him: "Monk! Don't call me Daxian, don't call me hug, I have a heart attack. ”

Tomoji nodded: "Okay, Bodhisattva." The man was even more vicious: "Meatball head, do you count how many temples there are in the Central Plains now, and you dare to come in a group fight?" After thinking about it, he said: "Call me Zhang Lingya, the road number...... Forget it, there is no road number. ”

Tomoji leaned over his big face and smiled, "How did you become a Bodhisattva?" ”

"Don't call me a bodhisattva!" Zhang Qianya felt that this monk didn't speak well, why was he so immodest when he spoke, especially the pair of copper bell-like eyes, staring at him always felt weird, he couldn't say where it was weird, Zhang Qianya turned his cheeks away in disgust, moved his butt away from him, "When I first came to borrow your sweet potato and autumn dates, I met unexpectedly with a rat spirit who stole incense and candles, sat together and enjoyed the sunset, lamented that I had not met the king several times, and I was ashamed like remorse, and said goodbye simply and sadly. On the second day, she led a dozen demon spirits and came to me excitedly, saying that she would be happy when she went back yesterday, and it was not mine. ”

At this time, Mo Ruyi brought the food table, the hot white mist swirled and dispersed, and the fragrance made the food more beautiful and greasy, Zhang Yanya thanked and took it, and continued: "And then every day is like this, it can be seen that the words of the demon can't be believed, even if it's a female." Monk, your ancestors are really wise. Have you eaten, eat together, I'm really hungry, the monk didn't say you didn't cook it well. After speaking, he sucked and ate the vegetable porridge, and his lips burned a layer of red.

Zhiji glanced at Mo Ruyi, who was smirking on the side, and then asked, "Aren't you afraid that the monsters will take you to cubs?" Zhang Qianya choked a big mouthful of porridge and rice, and blew down the vegetable leaves that almost popped into his nostrils, "What are you afraid of?" Isn't it just giving birth to cubs, only you monks are afraid of this, and you are the ones who say that women are tigers. ”

Zhi Er didn't speak for a long time, a stiff smile appeared on his face, this person looks unfathomable, isn't it actually too easy to deceive? Or is it wise and foolish? Coquettish? The human heart is unpredictable, the sea is difficult to measure, I don't understand, I don't understand......

When the sun was getting warmer, and the chirping birds were rising and swooping up and down on the mountain, Zhiji checked the burden three more times, and finally couldn't help but walk into the meditation room, wanting to arouse Zhang Lingya.

Chiji first pushed him awake, and when he saw that he was only half-open, his eyes rolled with a smile, and he fell asleep with his big sleeves covering his face. Tomoji folded a thin quilt repeatedly, pressed it on his big sleeve, and sat quietly on the side waiting. Not long after, Bo was rushed straight into the sky, shattering the roof tiles, and Bo was smashed on the two of them one after another along with the broken tiles. Chiji pointed out the door, and two shadows, one pink and one white, stood obediently and gracefully on both sides.

Zhang Yanya howled, "I really can't wake up, you better carry me away." He originally said that he listened to the two women, thinking that it would be good to have a jade arm as a pillow, but he ignored Zhiji next to him, picked up the thin quilt and put it on him, and while he was ignorant, he lifted him up with both hands and carried him on his shoulders, leaned forward with a big face, and asked stupidly: "Are you cultivators so noble?" The grinding stone-like jaw almost hit Zhang Yanya's lip flap. Zhang Lingya was stunned for a few breaths, then turned over and broke free from the restraints, and brought Zhiji to the ground, and the dust spread all over the house under the morning light.

Seeing that this house couldn't sleep, Zhang Lingya didn't bother to entangle with this Mune monk, it was important to make up for sleep, so he pulled out his legs and changed to a clean meditation room, Zhier quickly caught up, grabbed his shin that was crawling on the meditation bed and dragged it out. A few back and forth, there is no clean place in the temple to rest, looking at the hay flying all over the courtyard, Zhang Qianya stood in the empty firewood room, sat down with one ass, folded his hands and kept rubbing, "Big brother, great mage, big meatballs, send kindness." Chiji just looked at his shins, which were red from being dragged and smirked, and didn't say anything.

Mo Ruyi, who had never dared to come over before, bowed slightly from outside the door, secretly despised Zhang Qianya, a cultivator who was so lazy and lazy, but he carefully coaxed: "Zhang Tianshi, the lotus leaf township mentioned by the pink jade fairy is said to be the lotus wine drunk by the first beauty of the local Fuxiang Academy. The hand-fed lotus chicken will be sold out before noon. "The demon spirit is worthy of being called a lady, and there is no worthy of being called a fairy, Mo Ruyi has already used it practically, and there is nothing more than the right to eat color in a lifetime, and I can't think of this faint king who can not transcend the world.

"Don't call me Heavenly Master, I can't afford it." Zhang Lingya stood up with Zhiji as if she had been unearthed, and leaned against the door frame listlessly, "Just call me by name, go quickly, I want something delicious." ”

Mo Ruyi secretly rolled her eyes, hurriedly found the shoes and socks of the faint king, and rectified it, the two daughters of the pink jade and red seal finally had the opportunity to offer treasures, and invited the great immortal to go to their own retreat.

Half an hour later, Mo Ruyi, who felt that he had eaten a lot of soil, thought to himself, he still had to be a goblin who could fly, and turned his head to see that Zhang Qianya, who had been walking in a single mud color for a long time, had already fallen asleep with his back against Zhier.

After another moment, the five of them jumped out of the ground, and Fan Yu said, "Immortal Chief, this hurdle is the Lotus Leaf Township, and the two of us can't enter this popular place." The Elder and the two masters helped me rescue my relatives. After speaking, a water mirror appeared out of thin air, and a courtyard was dimly reflected, with gray walls and red tiles, and two black characters of the Li family were written on the door, and a tall maple branch poked out of it. The three of them nodded and took two steps down the slope, and Zhang Lingya turned around and said, "I can go back at noon, and I will bring you two something to eat." ”

The three of them soon approached the large village, and the houses were like two compact columns along the river, which was half a small town. Mo Ruyi said strangely: "This lotus leaf township looks the same." Zhang Qianya waved his hand and said impatiently: "No, it's not one or a few, it's neat, I want to be a big gong, my stomach hurts." ”

After crossing the bridge, along the paved road with green tiles, soon ushered in several adjacent houses and courtyards, because the lotus leaf township is not deep, the three of them do not need to look separately, counting the house numbers, walking more and more slowly. There is not much difference between households, Li is also a common surname, and after walking half of the incense, Zhang Qianya covered his stomach and scolded: "What a broken place, how can you distinguish so many maple trees." ”

Zhiji looked at his beautiful face, and suddenly felt that this face was not worth it, and said in disgust: "The people here are lazier than you, and they haven't seen a few people go out to ask for directions." You're going to pull it right behind the mound next to it, there's no one anyway. ”

Zhang Lingya was afraid that a small family would open the door early in the morning, and after seeing his snow-white two-petal buttocks, he simply urged the two of them to move forward quickly and find a store that opened for convenience.