When he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the sun climbed to the center of the sky, and the Taoist master pretended to pinch his fingers and said that it was about twelve o'clock at noon.

Zhou Weimin rolled his eyes and panted as he put the four horses back into the carriage.

Lazily driving the horses, Huang Daoye touched his big bald head depressedly, and told Zhou Weimin about his situation after rushing into the dense forest.

It's just a second-place Gu demon, Huang Daoye's dignified blue clothes, naturally he feels that he can catch it, but at the intersection of the road, with the idea of being careful and not making a big mistake, he still pinched his fingers and calculated.

In his calculations, the location of the Blood Feeding Demon was very strange, it was indeed on this mountain, but it was in a lower position than himself.

Thinking that the Blood Feeding Demon noticed the movement of his slashing all the way up, he set up an ambush, worried that Zhou Weimin would not be able to cope with it, so he let him stay where he was.

Knowing that Huang Daoye is really worried about himself, in case of a mistake, and second, he will drag his feet, which is also an indisputable fact, Zhou Weimin also shouted very loudly: "It is worthy of being a Taoist master, and he has a vision." ”

Dao Ye had the best mouthful, and he accepted it happily, and Wen Zou Zou replied: "People have no long-term concerns, they must have near-term worries, and the eldest husband should act like this." ”

Who knew that if I was not careful, I touched my bare head again, and my mood began to be depressed again, and then I sighed and continued to talk about it.

He didn't notice the illusion arrangement on the path at first, but when he was halfway there, he realized that it was the third protector of the Gu Demon, the Hidden Daoist, who had used some means.

Under the eyes of the sky, this kind of second-personality small means naturally couldn't trap Dao Ye, and he didn't bother to turn around and tell Zhou Weimin again, so he went over by himself.

As soon as I entered, I saw that the hermit who looked like a monkey was squatting on the ground and looking at himself with pity.

The hermit is in charge of illusion, illusion, and is brave and ruthless, it is not very good at it, and it has not been able to make a few moves, and it was stabbed through the brain by the Taoist master with a whisk of dust, and when it was ready to kill it in the next second, the entire ground collapsed.

Unsuspecting, Dao Ye fell directly into the big pit, and in the process of falling, he was accidentally attacked, and his right leg was exploited by a group of Gu worms and invaded.

As soon as he landed, when Dao Ye was still about to find a way to repel insects, the meat tree raid followed, and his left shoulder was stabbed in a pair, plus the dust was also stabbed on the head of the hidden Daoist, and it completely fell behind.

"Don't look at me that I was a little injured at the time, but if it continues like this, the Blood Feeding Demon will definitely not be able to help me," Huang Daoye shook his head and said, but his tattered Dao robe made this sentence a lot less credible, "However, you can also be regarded as a small help, and you can make a small note." ”

"Shouldn't that blood-feeding demon be a person? How did it become like that? ”

Obviously, he also worked hard to turn the tide of the battle, but Huang Daoye has a good face, so Zhou Weimin didn't bother with him, but just asked his own questions.

"Backlash and collapse are problems that we all have to face, but in the Gu Demon Tower's system, they still have one more risk, that is, their own natal Gu worms."

"He should have been injured too badly, not only has he exhausted all the poisonous Gu and phantom Gu accumulated for more than ten years, but even the natal Gu worm is almost out of his control."

"Fight with the natal Gu worm to lose both, die together, or let the natal Gu worm control the body, survive, and wait for the opportunity to see if you can turn things around again. These two choices are in front of them, and in the group of Gu Demons, they will definitely choose to survive. ”

"In short, we just won this game," Huang Daoye said triumphantly, and glanced back at the four boxes containing the 'ashes', "I hope the City God Temple can recognize his ashes, otherwise it will be a trip in vain." ”

"Huh? By the way, how did you rush in? Huang Daoye suddenly remembered this matter.

Although he didn't fully understand it, Zhou Weimin still told a series of things about the hot chain flail.

"It seems that there is still some truth in the statement of Yin Si Yimai," Huang Daoye said thoughtfully, and then waved his hand: "You hurry up and fall asleep, your face is pale, as if you are about to die." ”

As soon as Huang Daoye said this, Zhou Weimin really felt that he was fighting a little eyelid, thinking about it carefully, it didn't make sense to accompany him, and he was not polite at the moment, he got into the carriage, found a comfortable position and lay down, and after a few seconds, the snoring sounded.

After more than ten minutes, it was confirmed that Zhou Guanye was really asleep, and Huang Daoye turned around and lifted the curtain. He looked at Zhou Weimin's official uniform with a big hole in his waist, lowered his voice, and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Thank you."

This sleep is particularly sweet, in his sleep, he seems to return to his childhood, every time in the hot summer evening, grandma will move a cool bed to the bridge across the river, two people squeezed to sleep, grandma while telling him the story of those gods, Buddhas and ghosts, while patting his back to coax him to sleep.

At that time, Zhou Weimin was so scared that he couldn't sleep at all, but his grandmother fell asleep while talking, leaving him alone, looking at the rolling river under the bridge.

I don't know how long I slept, but when he woke up, he opened the curtain and saw that it was getting late, and the driver was replaced by an old man dressed plainly.

Before Zhou Weimin could ask, the old man pointed to the extra carriage in front of him, and then said, "This official, your companion is in the carriage in front, and he hired me and another person to help catch the carriage." ”

Remembering that Huang Daoye also looked badly injured, Zhou Weimin nodded, and didn't disturb Daoye's sleep, and asked the old man directly, "Where is this going?" How long will it take? ”

"Back to the official, the grass people are taking over the work in Hanyang County, and the Taoist said that he will rush to Jiangcheng Mansion tonight, and he will arrive in about half an hour," the old man replied in 1510.

As soon as he heard Jiangcheng Mansion, Zhou Weimin knew where Huang Daoye was going, but he really wanted to go to the Qinglou with his bare head and wearing a Taoist uniform?

Not interested in chatting with the old man, Zhou Weimin put down the curtain, leaned against the wall, and suddenly remembered that the time he stayed in the Qi world this time was far longer than the time agreed with his mother, and he had to think about how to get things done.

Just like setting an alarm clock, as soon as the carriage stopped outside the gate of Jiangcheng Mansion, Huang Daoye jumped off the wheel in high spirits, but his bare head was covered with curly short hair for some reason.

"Master Dao, what kind of kung fu are you? To treat hair loss, isn't it to make a windfall? ”

Jumping off the carriage quickly, Zhou Weimin hurriedly chased after him, his eyes widened, and he said in shock.

"Dao Ye stole the beam and changed the pillar with one move, and temporarily used other hair to top it," Huang Daoye pouted, and then took out a waist card from his arms.

'With other hair?' Zhou Weimin frowned, and didn't understand the specific meaning for a while, but immediately looked towards the next three roads of the Dao Master, and couldn't help shouting in his heart, '? Is that okay? ’

Although the hour was very late and the city gate had long been closed, there was the Heavenly Master's waist card in front of him, and Zhou Weimin's official uniform in the back, and the closed city gate still opened slowly.

After the two coachmen drove the two carriages into the city, after the Dao Ye settled the expenses, he drove the carriage and Zhou Weimin to Jiangyue Tower.

Casually parked the carriage in the square in front of the building, Huang Daoye and Zhou Weimin each held two wooden boxes in their hands, and walked to Jiangyue Tower.

Although the sharp-eyed turtle man wondered why these two high-rollers had not seen each other for a day, they became tattered, especially the Dao Ye who even changed his hairstyle, but he also greeted him in a few steps.

Let the turtle master hold the box, Huang Daoye stuffed another ingot of gold directly into the turtle prince's clothes, and then told him to go as usual and find a tailor with good craftsmanship.

This time I didn't live on the eighth floor, maybe I was a regular customer, and I also knew the spending power, and the two were directly led to the eleventh floor.

Standing at the door, watching Gui Gong carefully arrange the four boxes in turn on the dressing table, Zhou Weimin asked curiously what was the situation on the twelfth floor.

"Official, the twelfth floor is also laid out like this, but it is occupied by those permanent high-rollers, and the two of you will live for three or two days, so naturally there is no way to arrange it further."

Gui Gong replied lightly, but Zhou Weimin really felt that Huang Daoye must not be heard, otherwise it is estimated that he will not only spend money, but he will also forcibly experience a wave of top-floor treatment, he can really do it.

After the turtle left, within a few minutes, the hot water was delivered. Let the four girls go out as usual, Zhou Weimin took off her clothes and got into the barrel.

The wound on his face is about to heal, the terrifying wound on his waist and ribs is no longer a big problem, the scar on the tiger's mouth is not visible, and the dense holes in the palm are completely scabbed, Zhou Weimin really put his mind at ease.

This experience really made him almost lose his life, and he suddenly understood Huang Daoye's behavior of getting drunk and dreaming of death whenever he was free. And he is just a small soldier of the Yin Division, and he has to rely on the consumption of blood to urge the birth of the Japanese life instrument, and he has to face the pressure of the five-day torture hall in the monthly examination, so what problems does Huang Fei Huang Daoye face.

This time, without waiting for Huang Daoye to urge him, he put on a set of temporary civilian clothes provided by Jiang Yuelou, pushed open the door, and walked towards the next door, before he knocked on the door, Huang Daoye also pushed the door and walked out in the same costume.

At this moment, Huang Daoye is wearing a plain white robe, tall and thin, with a fair face, except for a curly short hair that is a little nondescript, and he looks like an ancient high-spirited scholar.

"Master Zhou, let's go?" Huang Daoye habitually carried the rod to dust, but the long ponytail hair on it turned into a short hair, which looked like a large brush.

"Walking... Walking..."Zhou Weimin couldn't help but glance at Huang Daoye's next three roads, and responded with a smile.