The lake embankment road leads directly to the town of Xiangxiang, and the senior brothers and sisters talked and laughed, and soon approached the entrance of the town, and saw that the lights were lit up all over the town.

The cool breeze of the Spring Festival Gala set off waves in the lake, gently blowing the clothes and hair of the girls by the lake, swaying the sachets hanging from their waists, and the noses of the six people on the embankment were surrounded by the fragrance of herbs and flowers.

On an unknown small flower on the shore, two phoenix-tailed cloud butterflies danced. One pink and one green, one moving and one quiet, one lively, one gentle, just like the beautiful but very different temperaments.

"Senior Brother Mu, do we look good in this dress?"

The swift jumped step by step, the powder ribbon was flying, and she chattered non-stop around Mu Haotian. As soon as he finished talking about the recent situation, he was anxious to let him appreciate the beautiful clothes he had made when he entered the city.

Mu Haotian's eyes turned on the twin sisters, and in the face of the hopeful looks on their faces, he opened his mouth and said:

"The cloth color is plain, the style is deliberately new, you look at this pair of plackets, the stitching is not three. Although the workmanship is fine, this design is a complete waste of a good craft, and on the whole, it is simply vulgar!

"But ......"

The sisters deliberately found the best tailor in the city, rushed to make the most popular cardigan dress, and waited for him to praise him, but they did not expect to be degraded by him to nothing. The two of them felt gloomy in their hearts, and when they heard him say "but", their hearts moved, but they felt that things had come back.

Swift Rush:

"But what?"

Mu Haotian frowned and said:

"But it's weird."

Swift was even more anxious, chasing after him and asked:

"What's so strange about that?"

Mu Haotian smiled at this time:

"I wonder how many lifetimes of blessings have been accumulated in these two ordinary clothes? I was fortunate to be worn by the beautiful Shuangshu of my Dao Xuanwu Mountain, which was really delicate like a pear blossom and as bright as a cloud. It is said that people rely on clothes, but here they are completely reversed, turning into a fox and a fake tiger! Strange, you say, isn't it strange? ”

After hearing this, Fang Zhimu Senior Brother was praising in a different way, but he didn't hear the meaning of "tigress".

Xue Ying'er followed Senior Brother Mu quietly as always, with an irrepressible look in her eyebrows and eyes.

The swift instantly turned to joy, and happily ran ahead, fluttering like a butterfly, circling in circles, as if she wanted him to enjoy it.

However, at this moment, Mu Haotian's mind didn't seem to be on her, but he was deeply attracted to the bastard fat who was following behind.

When Swift noticed that Chubby was looking at herself, she immediately glared at him, and he was so frightened that he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him again.

Seeing that the senior brother was full of worries, he hurriedly leaned over and pulled Mu Haotian's cuffs, and asked sweetly:

"Senior Brother Mu, what's wrong with you?"

"Uh...... It's nothing. ”

Mu Haotian smiled bitterly and said, "I just thought that this trip of yours is going to the city to play." ”

A few days ago, they divided into two routes, the master took the two junior sisters to Huajin City to exorcise evil spirits for the daughter of the wealthy old lady Qian in the city, and Mu Haotian went to Laotuo Mountain alone, in order to get rid of the ghost boy.

Needless to say, Mu Haotian didn't need to say that he slept in the deep mountains and old forests, and after life and death, he not only successfully got rid of the ghost child, but also worked hard to bury the corpse late at night, which is really hard work.

But for some reason, the master was blasted out soon after entering Mrs. Qian's house, scolding him for being a charlatan.

The master didn't feel annoyed, and the old god led the sisters around the city on the ground. Later, under the urging of the swift and snow warbler, he came to Xiangxiang Town to meet Mu Haotian in a hurry.

After comparing the experiences of the two sides, it is no wonder that Mu Haotian is angry.

Swift grabbed his arm and hugged him for grievances:

"But isn't it, before the master went, he was just a demon who was captured, but he didn't expect to be beaten back to his original form as soon as he entered the door. He was not ashamed of his partiality, and he swaggered around the city......"

Xue Ying tugged at her, whispered to her sister and brother Nunu:

"Yan'er, don't talk about the master in front of the junior brothers and sisters."

Swift rolled her eyes disapprovingly, but spoke again in a quieter voice:

"What are you afraid of, I have them in control."

Mu Haotian saw that Jingling and the three of them were obedient to the swift from beginning to end, and knew that she must have used some means to make the three of them succumb to obscenity.

Suddenly, I saw Jingling secretly looking at herself again, and couldn't help but smile and ask her:

"Senior Sister Wang, do you still feel cold?"

Jing Ling's cheeks flushed, tightened the long shirt on her body, and said crisply:

"Back to this senior brother, your clothes are very warm, and Jingling is not cold."

Previously, when listening to Shuangshu tell the story of her sister and brother, Mu Haotian saw that Jingling's dress was tattered, and the wind by the lake was strong, which made her shiver, so he immediately took off his long shirt and put it on her.

Although it has not been changed for a few days, it has been wearing a special sachet made by my sister for a long time, so the cheongsam has not only a peculiar smell, but a unique aroma.

Jing Ling was flattered, moved and curious, and secretly sniffed the cheongsam many times along the way, and secretly looked at Mu Haotian many times.

Sneaking up on the idea:

"He's so good-looking, he's still so good-looking, has he really become my senior brother?"

Seeing that he was happily chatting and laughing with the two beautiful sisters, they were intimate, and thought sourly:

"But he never looked at me."

Jing Ling was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard her senior brother asking herself, as if she had been caught red-handed, her heart "fluttered" and beat fast. I learned the etiquette taught by Senior Sister Yan'er and spoke, but I was unsure in my heart, for fear of making a mistake.

Fortunately, Mu Haotian didn't think much about it, and said with a smile:

"Jingling, you don't have to be so restrained in your speech, we will all be a family in the future, just call me Senior Brother Mu."

And one more sentence:

"Chubby and Zhuang, you are the same."

The three sisters and brothers said in unison:

"Yes! Senior Brother Mu. ”

After saying that, they looked at each other and smiled.

Just now called the three of them in turn, Mu Haotian was very curious about their names - why does my sister have a serious name Wang Jingling, but the two younger brothers are directly called Wang Xiaopang and Wang Xiaozhuang?

When my sister was born, there was a teacher in the village who would help choose the name, but in the year of Xiaopang's birth, this gentleman suddenly disappeared, so Xiaopang Xiaozhuang was called by his father and mother casually.

The rural people are poor, and the name of fat and strong is already an excellent meaning. And the amazing thing is that Xiaochubby Xiaozhuang has never eaten anything good since he was a child, and after his parents disappeared, he often starved, but he gradually grew up as his name, one fat and one strong.

Chatting about the names and allusions of the three sisters and brothers, everyone couldn't help laughing, and Swift told some anecdotes in a colorful voice, and several people talked about the world, and they were familiar with each other a lot.

So happy, the group entered the town, only to see the lights of every house, a festive scene.

However, now that the New Year has long passed, I don't know where the joy comes from?

Several people were wondering, Huo Ran heard a deafening gong, followed by someone shouting:

"The Demon Slayer Hero is back! The Demon Slayer Hero is back! ”

There was a series of rings, the headlights in the house swayed, footsteps, cheers, chopsticks falling to the ground, pots and pans colliding, children's screams, and the sound of overlapping sounds.

In an instant, in the streets and alleys, one lantern after another was lit up one after another, the glow was rotten, and the day was like a day; At the door window, one after another heads are about to come out, discussing in the air, pointing and looking.

Mu Haotian was surprised, and Wang Shuangshu was also confused, and suddenly found that the avenue in front of him was crowded with people, and it was like a trend.

When I looked closely, I saw dozens of people surrounded by a middle-aged Taoist priest with a long beard and a red face, walking mightily.

The Taoist priest wore a purple scarf crown, held a silver wisp of dust, walked the dragon and the tiger, like stepping on the spring breeze, and the clothes fluttered and inspired when he went, and his spirit was vibrant.

Even if it is a master outside the square and an immortal in the mountain, it is nothing more than that.

As soon as Mu Haotian saw this person, he immediately understood what was going on, and he hugged his forehead with both hands, feeling a big headache.

Seeing this, Shuangshu covered her mouth and snickered on the side.

The Jingling sisters and brothers were shocked by this battle, and looked at the man with a look of adoration in their eyes.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stopped halfway through, a few feet away from Mu Haotian and the others, and a group of fans followed and stopped, and the audience was silent.

The Taoist priest shook off the dust in the crook of his arm, stood upright, smiled, and said softly:

"The apprentice has successfully returned from the exorcism, congratulations."

With such a vain head and big fanfare, who is it not his cheeky old master Mu Dingzhen?

Mu Haotian's face was full of black lines, he took two steps forward with a hard head, and replied with a salute:

"Thanks to Master's teaching, although I have gone through a lot of hard work in the mountain this time, I am fortunate to have not disgraced my life and has successfully eliminated the ghost boy."

Before Mu Dingzhen answered, there were already cheers on the side, one to ten, ten to hundred, and the crowd was running around to tell each other.

In a short of time, every household beat gongs and drums, cheered restlessly, and the remaining artillery battles at the end of the year were occasionally ignited and exploded. People flocked to the streets and alleys, gathering around to pay respects; The whole town is noisy and lively.

"The demon exterminator is mighty, and the magic power of the Dingzhen Great Immortal is boundless!"

I don't know who in the crowd got up, and then it was like a rehearsal, everyone was red and red-eared and shouted, overlapping and resonating, like a boil.

In the slogan of divine power and boundless mana, Mu Dingzhen twisted his beard and smiled, the purple crown shook gently, and his heart was extremely proud, but his face was still a clear and indifferent Taoist master.

Mu Haotian was extremely embarrassed at the beginning, but seeing the brilliant lights and hearing the earth-shaking horn, he couldn't help but feel angry and bloody after a long time, and his body felt fluttering, dizzy and confused.

When he was fluctuating, several town directors came up to pick him up, and he, his master Mu Dingzhen, Shuangshu and his sister and brother were hugged by a nest of people and walked forward.

I was enjoying the stars holding the moon, and I was fascinated, and an obscure scripture suddenly appeared in my mind, and my heart was shocked, and the method of the first layer of the "Four Nine Xuangong" Qi Hai Lotus was clear. Thinking that you have a good chance and are determined to cultivate the Tao, fireworks and greed are taboo!

His body shook, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and his mind was clear.

I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart: this "Forty-Nine Xuangong" is really mysterious, and he has just begun to practice, but he can already influence himself invisibly.

The hustle and bustle of the surrounding people is still there, and the lights are still brilliant.

But Mu Haotian's heart was like water, floating no more, only silently experiencing the joy of the townspeople regaining their livelihood, sincere gratitude, the hardships and pains of this trip dissolved, and his heart was full of warmth.

After a while, everyone came to the banquet hall set up in the ancestral hall of the town, and invited the dignitaries to the main table, accompanied by the gentry of the town.

When he sat down, Mu Haotian remembered something, leaned to his side, and asked quietly:

"Master, how did you know in advance that I had successfully eliminated the ghost child?"

He was a little incredible, how could Master not know the prophet? Prepare for the celebration in advance.

Mu Dingzhen still had a warm smile on his face, and replied in a low voice:

"I don't know."

Mu Haotian squirted out a mouthful of tea and poured it on his back.