51 Chapter 51
Xue Yan was startled with two mandarin fish and knocked on the door of the sixth senior brother's courtyard.
Fang Yuan stepped forward with a smile: "Peach blossom flowing water mandarin fish fat, you can eat it." β
When the spring water is first born and the peach blossoms are rising, it is the best time to eat mandarin fish.
Xue Yan looked at the three pairs of chopsticks on the table in surprise: "Who else wants to come over to eat?" β
"Your third senior sister." Fang Yuan carried the mandarin fish and prepared to clean it up in the kitchen.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Xue Yan opened the door in surprise and looked at the woman at the door with a smile: "Third Senior Sister! β
"Good." Yan Hui shook her shoulder.
"The food isn't good yet," Fang Yuan beckoned to her, "Sit down and have some snacks first, wait for me." β
Yan Hui shook his head: "I still have something to do, I want to go out with my senior brother, come and say hello to you, you can eat, you don't have to keep my share." β
"What's so urgent?" Fang Yuanqi said, "I don't even have time to eat." β
Yan Hui frowned slightly: "There is a big incident in the cultivation realm. β
"What's the matter?"
Yan Hui seemed to hesitate for a moment, and sighed lightly: "Okay, anyway, you should hear about it in a while, right...... SΓ©ance. β
Fang Yuan was surprised: "SΓ©ance? What kind of god did you descend? Where did the gods come from? β
"Where else?" Yan pointed back to the sky, "It's the first time in thousands of years." β
"Really?" Fang Yuan couldn't believe it, "An immortal who has never seen a soaring immortal can return to the human world again, isn't it a liar?" β
"Senior Brother and I are here to verify this, and all the major sects of the Three Realms of Kyushu have sent people," Yan Hui hugged the sword, "Whether it is true or not, we will know at that time." β
"It's a strange thing." Fang Yuan sighed as he sent the processed mandarin fish into the pot.
Yan Hui rolled his eyes: "I won't delay you from eating." β
"When the sky falls, there is still a tall top," Fang Yuan sprinkled spices into the pot, "What are we anxious about?" β
"Yes." Xue Yan took a bite of the hawthorn pot helmet on the table and nodded, thinking deeply.
Yan Hui looked at the unreliable senior brother and sister, shook his head with a smile, and remembered something before leaving: "By the way, in a few more days, you senior brother will be out of the customs." β
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand and walked away, leaving Fang Yuan alone with a sad face: "Little junior sister, do you want to go out with me to hide?" β
"Hiding from what?"
"Hide from your senior brother, the last time he went out of the customs, I lost a bet with him and owed him a wooden banquet, you also know that senior brother Yi likes to eat wood," Fang Yuan said sadly, "But I haven't figured out how to cook this meal for him, no matter how I think about it, it's an insult to my craft." β
"Just the usual dishes?" Xue Yanjing proposed, "For example, if you make sweet and sour fish now, throw a piece of wood into the soup, and when you stew pork ribs, you can also stew a piece of wood into it, so that the wood tastes good, and we can eat the rest of the dishes." Then have a cold tree branch, steamed bark or something. He eats wood, and he doesn't have much to ask for taste. β
"This idea is okay," Fang Yuan exclaimed, "Is the little junior sister interested in learning to cook with me?" β
"Nope." Xue Yanjing flatly refused.
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"But I'm always there to help
You do it," Xue Yan looked at him with a shocked smile, "can't hide from a senior brother?" I was going to pick a mission in the next two days. β()
Fang Yuan observed the situation: "It's okay, I haven't done a task for a while. ”
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After dinner, one person went to the Qianlong Temple together to pick up the missing letter of the child, in recent years, the demon and the cultivation world have jointly suppressed the ghost clan, and the ghost things in the world are less, but whether it is a ghost clan or not, it is always a good thing to help people find their children.
One of them went straight to the mortal world.
The world has arrived, the river is green, the two walked along the embankment, and saw a lot of mortals who went out to go out, green cover and horses.
All the way to the letter writer where the city of Hanjiang City, into the city gate, into the flow of people, both sides of the pedestrian have changed into spring shirts, a piece of willow green pink, the street is listed in the columns of pearls, cars and horses, and the mountain is quiet is a different scenery.
The two quickly melted into the red dust, asked for directions along the street, and knocked on the door of Mafu.
Seeing that the immortal master had come to this, the Ma family was grateful and hurriedly invited people in.
Fang Yuan asked about the missing child, but the Ma family used a wooden wheelchair to push out a seven or eight-year-old child.
"What is this?"
"After the dog disappeared, I couldn't find it, so I not only reported it to the official, but also hurriedly sent a letter to your father," Ma's father explained, "but a few days later, the child appeared on his bed out of thin air, just ......"
His face was unbearable, but in order to let the immortal master understand the situation, he still gave his subordinates a look.
The subordinate understood, leaned over and pulled up the child's empty trousers, Xue Yan looked at it in shock, only to see that all the flesh and blood on the calf had disappeared without a trace, and only a white bone was left in place, lined by the child's round upper body, which looked extremely abrupt.
His family turned their faces away, thinking they couldn't bear to look at them.
Fang Yuan half-squatted down to inspect: "There are traces of knife cutting." β
The child may have been so stupid that he couldn't say anything about the experience.
Fang Yuan sent a message to his junior sister: "Can you detect the evil spirit in the house?" β
Xue Yan closed his eyes in shock for a long time, and shook his head, since the Demon and Cultivation Realms reached peace, the Ghost Clan also came up with a lot of countermeasures in the face of the joint killing of the two realms.
Ten years ago, she tried this trick to detect evil qi in front of the ghost clan
Cool, but now they wear a magic weapon to shield their own aura, hidden in the mortal realm, extremely difficult to find.
Fang Yuan got up and said to Father Ma, "Please take us to see where Ling Lang disappeared." β
The Ma family naturally did as they were told, and introduced them into a room, the room was not luxurious, but it was also extremely comfortable, with a high bed with soft pillows, a silk brocade quilt, and a pot of dream-eating grass on the small table next to the bed.
Xue Yan nodded at the cage-like blade of grass: "I also have a pot." β
"I know," Fang Yuan searched around the room, "Last time you weren't there, the first senior brother who had just come out of the customs was so hungry that he almost swallowed your pot of grass, but I stopped you." β
"And such a thing?" Xue Yan was shocked to think of something, "Wait, there was one less door panel on my door during that time, is he eating ......?"
Fang Yuan nodded his head.
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The two searched around the room and found nothing, Xue Yan was surprised to glance at the pot of dream-eating grass again: "I always feel that it is a little different from my pot." β
When asked what was the difference, she said no
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The two withdrew from the room for the time being, and Xue Yanjing discussed with the Ma family: "Don't let the child sleep in this room tonight." ”
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"Where do you dare?" Father Ma waved his hand again and again, "We were thinking about whether to fill this room with sand." β
"Senior sister, are you going to ......?"
"Well, let's wait until nightfall."
The Ma family provided a quiet courtyard for one person to wait.
Fang Yuan took a sip of the tea prepared by the subordinates, and chatted with his junior sister about the sΓ©ance in Yan Hui's mouth: "There are immortals in the world, how is this possible?" β
"The matter is so big, the three realms of Kyushu have sent people, I think there is any evidence."
"What proof can you have? Jade Golden Book? Fang Yuan smiled, "This thing can't fool the monks, is it ......?"
"The strength to destroy the world," Xue Yan guessed, "If you want to prove that you are an immortal, it's very simple, just show your strength." β
Fang Yuan's heart palpitated inexplicably: "Immortals should all be good people, right?" The one who has the world in mind and compassion for the common people? β
"How so?"
"Aren't all those great powers who have ascended in the cultivation realm in the past all people with excellent hearts?" Fang Yuan crossed his fingers and counted them one by one for his junior sister, "Hengyang Jun has helped the common people during the drought; In order to protect the people, the Qinghe Sword Immortal fought against the ghost clan who caused disaster to the world for several days, and almost died of exhaustion......"
"I hope so."
Fang Yuan supported himself with one hand, giving birth to a beautiful fantasy: "If it is really an immortal, what is the Nether Realm going to do?" Come to save the common people and help us destroy the ghost clan? β
"Maybe it's to help the ghost clan destroy us?" Xue Yan shrugged his shoulders in surprise and said nonsense.
Fang Yuan threw the fruit at her, but was caught by Xue Yan.
Listening to her terrifying conjecture, Fang Yuan was quiet for a while, and couldn't bear the loneliness, and chatted with his junior sister: "What kind of strength do you say immortals have?" It must be much more powerful than the Mahayana cultivators, right? Put it in our place, probably have the ability to unify the Three Realms? β
Xue Yan smiled in surprise: "What's the point of unifying the Three Realms?" β
"Look at you crazy," Fang Yuan also laughed, "You can't even look down on the Three Realms?" β
"Even I don't want to dominate the Three Realms, the immortals have become immortals, I think I should pursue a little higher, right?"
"You......" Fang Yuan stretched his waist, "Forget it, I don't want to, there is nothing to do with the eight characters, even if there is really a bad immortal, there are also the major masters of the Immortal Sect and General Ye and others in front, it is not your turn to worry about me." β
"What if they can't stand it?" Xue Yan looked at the green insect on the tree in amazement, crawling one by one, and answered casually.
"If even they can't withstand it, then the Three Realms will almost be destroyed, and it's useless for us to worry about it." Fang Yuan's logic is very mellow.
Xue Yanjing clinked glasses with him very casually: "It's useless." β
ββ¦β¦ What the hell are you messing with? β
When night finally fell, when the moon was on the willows, Xue Yan was shocked into the bedroom of the children in Mafu, turned off the lights, lay on the bed, glanced at the dream-eating grass at the head of the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated.
Awake for most of the night, but nothing happened, she thought about it, relaxed, and let herself fall asleep.
Xue Yan was awakened by a slight stinging pain in her wrist, and when she looked through the moonlight, she saw that the dream-eating grass at the head of the bed had run out of the flower pot by root, and she bit her wrist fiercely, and a feeling of paralysis immediately came from the wound. Seeing that it had succeeded, the dream-eating grass suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and the bigger it opened, the larger the cage-like blades of grass had already shattered, and it only relied on a few blood threads to connect it, and it swallowed Xue Yan in one gulp.
She felt that she had been falling in this huge mouth for a long time, and was landing on a table, Xue Yan opened her eyes in shock, only to find that there was a huge cutting board under her, and the two ghost clans were holding kitchen knives in their hands, staring at her: "Finally, a thinner one came, I was so tired of eating that last time." β
"Oh no, she's open!"
"What are you panicking about?" Another ghost clan said calmly, "Awake and cut flesh, it should be her who panics, not you." β
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The ghost clan pressed the tip of the knife on Xue Yanjing's calf: "Don't blame us, in fact, I really don't like to eat people, but I can't help it, I have to eat some symbolically, otherwise I haven't even eaten it when I say it, and I don't fit in." β
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