Sure enough, the sky has changed.

"It's a June day, the face of a doll, it's not June, why is this rain still raining."

Sang Ling's left hand was placed on her eyebrows and built a pergola to shelter from the rain. But the rain on his head was still crackling and pouring down desperately, and he couldn't stop. The little black milk cat was already put into the beast bag by her one step ahead of her to avoid becoming a duck in the water.

The two ran through the mountain road and woodland, looking for a place to shelter from the rain. Sang Ling only felt that the twilight around her was vast, and every step under her feet could splash a kick of muddy water, and her boots were full of water, so heavy that she couldn't break free.

Something flashed in her sight, Sang Ling maintained a running posture, looked back sideways, immediately stopped, pointed to that place and shouted:

"Follow me, there's a cave there!"

In the rain, in a place surrounded by low trees, there was a hole that had not been completely covered, and half of the corner was exposed.

Sang Lingbi Mountain Fog Forest has been in the fog forest for many years, and such a complex terrain can be shuttled and familiar, not to mention this small Zezhou mountain forest.

She smirked, and took the lead in rushing over, reaching out to pull away the tangled vines, and the boy came to help. Sure enough, the covering grass and trees were removed, and a natural hole was revealed in front of the two of them.

The cave is dry, about five or six people can be spacious, and the ground inside is also high, so the rain outside can't flow in for a while.

The two sat down, and the boy took the initiative to go to the depths of the cave to pick up some dead branches of low trees, and the things were dry, and after a while, the fire rose easily.

The orange-red firelight rose and jumped, dispelling a lot of the cold around him.

The joy on her face vanished, and Sang Ling poured out the water in her boots with a bitter face. Stretched out his hand to hook the soaked socks on his feet, hesitated, looked up, and the young man sitting opposite him turned his back at some point, holding his head and closing his eyes, as if he was pretending to sleep.

Needless to say, Sang Ling lowered her head and picked out a few suitable branches from the branches that the young man had just picked up, and quickly set up a wooden shelf, which was supported in front of the fire, between the two of them. Then take off the soaked robe from the shelf and use it as a screen.

Putting on his clothes, shoes and socks again, his body returned to dryness, and he quickly gathered the thin warmth from the fire. The wet clothes hung on the shelf, and there were a lot of layers of them, and even the warmth from the fire was sucked away.

Sang Ling moved out from behind the shelf, sat in a different place, and was warmer.

Wipe off the wet hair, raise your hand and simply tie a man's hair in a bun. She was not skilled in this kind of bun, and it took a long time to get her sore arms back. Inadvertently, the hand brushed over the face, and the touch was smooth and flat.

The depressed breath in his mouth had not yet been spit out, and he was suddenly frozen in his throat with shock!

The subordinates could clearly perceive that she had returned to her original appearance, her disguise, and her appearance as a male cultivator were all washed away by the pouring rain just now.

Gan!

Sang Ling wants to scold her mother!!

There is a feeling of lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot!!

The cultivation realm has various means for monks to cover up their identities, but they can't always escape the detection of those with low cultivation and advanced cultivation.

Sang Ling has no money, and the only bit of family wealth is the spirit grass and spirit fruit dug in the misty forest of Bishan Mountain, and the stock is not much. Along the way, she used some of it, and there were still some left, but she kept it for life-saving use, and she didn't dare to use it blindly.

So in order not to be discovered by those who have cultivated to the advanced level, and not to spend money, she came up with an extremely clever idea-

Use mortal powder eyebrow pencils, a lost technique, and disguise yourself as another person. The face is yellowed, the eyebrows are thickly drawn, and something messy hides the red moles and facial features in the center of the eyebrows. After nearly an hour of hard work, she almost didn't recognize herself.

This is also the reason why she dared to appear in Silk City, although it is only in the south of the city where there are many miscellaneous cultivators, low-level monks, and mortals.

This method is not sophisticated, but it is all physical, and it cannot be easily detected by the aura, and it can be regarded as a trick.

It's just that this thing is not waterproof! She also blackheartedly asked for fifteen pieces of broken silver, although the silver was not as valuable as the spirit stone, but it was also exchanged by her taking the spirit stone to the money bank!

Thinking of the appearance of the merchant at that time, Sang Ling had an urge to go to his stall!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Sang Ling raised her eyes to glare at the culprit who made her rain, and now the boy who was turning his back to him-

He has a straight and thin aspen back, a pair of butterfly bones bulging and fluttering, and the bones are quite beautiful.

But Sang Ling, who was angry from her heart, didn't care whether the other party looked good or not, she just wanted to poke a hole in her back.

It seems that his eyes are too burning, and the young man's back is turned sideways, revealing a clean and clear face, drenched in the rain, and the transparent skin seems to be transparent, and it is about to melt.

The young man smiled, but his eyes were half-open, and his eyes were rolling, and he didn't dare to look.

Sang Ling frowned, not knowing what the other party was doing, and said angrily:

"Where's the deep house? You're talking right in front, where is the front? A stick of incense! I ran in the rain all this time and didn't see it for a long time! ”

The boy puffed out his face, and instead of answering the question, he asked another thing:

"Have you changed your clothes? As for the shoes, have the shoes been changed? ”

As he spoke, the boy let out a loud sneeze, which was simply deafening, resounding throughout the cave, echoing continuously.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and when I saw the other party, my body shook. Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, and immediately stood up and walked to the inside of the cave:

"I'll go check on the situation first, I don't know if this is a habitat for wild beasts. You, you change your clothes first, I'll come when I go and see. ”

As he spoke, his footsteps did not stop, and after a while, he disappeared.

The boy smiled, put down the hand that had covered his mouth and nose, and the shaking of his body disappeared. He was not in a hurry to change his clothes, but washed his hands again in the rain outside, took two large and small pots of round bellies, and put them on the fire, and boiled the water.

The sound of rain outside continued, and the boy tilted his head to look at the heavy rain that kept falling, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

……

The cave is deep, and Sang Ling only felt that the outside was bright at the beginning, and walked along the narrow mouth to the inside, getting smaller and smaller, and finally it was the extent that one person could pass.

She hadn't been here for a long time, and if the boy had changed his clothes, he would definitely not have enough time. At this time, if she turned back, in case she saw something she shouldn't see, it wouldn't be a long needle's eye.

Just as Sang Ling was hesitating, a strong wind suddenly roared in front of her, covering her eyebrows and avoiding her eyes. The cave was narrow and could not be avoided, so Sang Ling could only hurriedly turn his head to the side, and the wind blew for more than a dozen breaths before slowly stopping.

The wind was very loud and rainy, and it seemed to be connected to the sky, but there was no smell of wild monsters or demons in it. Sang Ling curiously raised her steps and continued to walk forward, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the road ahead to suddenly open up, and it turned out to be a huge pothole.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Sang Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, she was still in the mountains, but where there should have been dirt in front of her, a cave had collapsed, and the top of her head had been hollowed out, and a huge opening had been opened. From time to time, there was the sound of the wind whistling, and the strong wind just now blew in from here.

None of this was surprising, the source of her amazement was a tree in front of her, a big tree that almost obscured the sky, and the tree was growing right in the center of the bottom of the pit, and it took seven or eight people to surround the tree, which showed that it was quite a long time.

The banyan tree is surrounded by vines, large and small stretching out from the bottom of the pit or the mountain wall, climbing along it, entangled and growing, dividing the cave space.

Sang Ling approached the edge of the collapsed cave, and when she looked down, it was slowly extending downward, and in front of her feet was a shallow bottom.

She jumped into the bottom of the shallow pit, walked back and forth a few steps, and picked a lot of wild vegetables and mushrooms and wild fruits in her hands.

Looking up, I couldn't even see the sky under the layers of vines.

Sang Ling retracted her gaze, and in the next moment, the hairs all over her body exploded, and she was about to throw out the spirit balloon!

A person, at some point, reached the edge of the pit above her, and was looking down to meet her eyes.

Oh, an acquaintance.

Sang Ling took back the trick in his hand, and the young man who was almost beaten was unaware of it.

He grinned, and reached out to say hello:

"It turns out that you came here, and I didn't see you all the way over, and I thought you were taken away by some beast mountain monster."

Sang Ling spit out a mouthful of fright, she knew what it meant to be scary, scared to death.

Oh no, it's people who scare the puppets and scare them to death.

Phew, even more wrong!

Unable to figure it out, she couldn't help but puff out her face and said angrily:

"You can't make a sound when you walk! Scare me to death, be careful that I turn into a ghost and scratch you to death! ”

A weak and gorgeous face, even if it is angry, it has a frightening beauty. Even if the surrounding mud is upturned and overgrown with weeds, Sang Ling can make the entire bottom of the pit glow just by standing lightly.

The young man half-squatted down, and the old god stretched out his head on the ground to look down, shook his head and sighed:

"Look at you, you're so good-looking, why do you want to disguise yourself as that ugly man. Hey, it can't be your boy and girl, you're a stinky man, right? However, he also spoke softly, so he shouldn't be a man. Is it because they are afraid that others will look at this face and cause some trouble? ”

It didn't take long for the young man's expression on the other side to go from surprise to acceptance, obviously thinking that Sang Ling was afraid of some womanizer, so he made it cover up, and didn't think about anything else.

No matter what he thought, Sang Ling, who was dressed as a male cultivator, jumped up from the bottom of the pit with a little foot.

Knowing that the other party was indeed afraid that she would be in danger and followed, she landed directly next to the young man, squinted at him, and snorted lightly:

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a very righteous person, don't worry, I can temporarily put aside the hatred you lied to me about getting drenched in the rain before."

Earlier, she had sensed that it was about to rain by the stream, and offered to go to a nearby village to find villagers to take shelter from the rain. But this guy refused, and desperately persuaded her to change her mind, saying that the deep house was nearby, and it was not a few steps away.

Now, not only did the place not be found, but it was forced to rain a lot. What's even worse is that she originally only took a powder box eyebrow pencil to cover up the man's appearance, but it was all washed away by the rain, revealing her original appearance!

She really believed in his evil and fell for the old devil!

At the mention of rain, the sullen smile in the young man's mouth never stopped, he glanced at Sang Ling's face without a match, and smiled strangely, not knowing what mess was in his mind.

Caught off guard, the young man suddenly screamed, as if he was startled by something.