Halfway through the meal, the donkey on the side looked at them listlessly, and had no appetite, so the old monk ate the bones of the wine jug in front of him, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

The dragon chant in the well came again, and the white-faced scholar said lightly: "The true dragon soul that locks the dragon well has moved again, and this frequent movement always feels that something strange is about to happen." Could it be that the wind silkworm that escaped made him fidget in the well?"

Mr. Churchey shook his head, "Not necessarily. If you analyze the reason, it may be that summer and autumn alternate, but I have a feeling that the cold winter will come early, and this true dragon soul will feel the strangeness in the seal, and it will turn its body and activate its soul power, I am afraid that it will soon rush out of the lock dragon well; This is a few more years later, and this possibility is not ruled out. ”

Li Shuishan listened carefully, and he was also very curious about the real dragon.

The white-faced scholar does not seem to have a low status in the Ethereal School, and it seems that he is a level lower than Mr. Church. However, Li Shuishan couldn't feel the cultivation power of several of them, but the Qianshan Daoist told Li Shuishan that he had heard that Mr. Churchill was the strongest in cultivation. The white-faced scholar had a weak air, looking like he could be blown down by a gust of wind. Although Li Shuishan is thin and weak, he is good at doing things, and he is not afraid of demons and ghosts, while the white-faced scholar is afraid that he will be possessed by ghosts before he gets out of the night, and he will fall into a miserable situation.

The old monk mortal dust into the Tao, I am afraid that it is the hardest, a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard, played the strength comparable to the mortal martial arts master, the fist is full of strength, I am afraid that he has practiced for many years, and he is born with amazing strength, converted to Buddhism, with more mystery. It's like the red-robed Taoist in the temple, but he has a Taoist statue and Buddha beads, which is a little strange, isn't it a cultivator?

Li Shuishan looked at Xiao Xing'er again, and his heart was even more puzzled.

At a young age, although there is a child's love to play, there is a dangerous atmosphere surrounding her, as if it is another kind of illusion, which can evoke memories of others. Li Shuishan won't feel strange when he sees more, but other illusions are just controlling objects and making people unable to distinguish what is happening in front of them, and there is no such illusion to study people's hearts.

Li Shuishan secretly thought: Who will her parents be?

The little young dragon just now is cute, with a moist probe, I'm afraid that the old dragon of the underground vicissitudes of life is called in, and the probe is not allowed.

The old monk drank the last glass of wine and burped. Mr. Church's respect, not daring to show rudeness, was completely dissipated, but now he clasped his thumb between his teeth, took out a shredded meat, and the whole meat on the table fell into his stomach, and ate the oil on his stomach, and wiped it on his sleeve, grinning and holding the residue as high as a wine jug, and the bones went to the donkey, and laid them on the ground, and cried, "Eat quickly, I have never eaten such a good thing." ”

"When the old monk was in mortal times, you ate with me once a month, and I am afraid that I haven't eaten for half a year when I get here. At that time, there was still a chicken butt, and a chicken wing, half a chicken rib, and a pile of bones

Here you go. It's a pity that the old monk is so hungry that he only has more chicken bones for you to eat than before. ”

The donkey lay on its stomach, without the slightest intention of eating.

Li Shuishan also opened his eyes, and said that the donkey is a vegetarian animal, and it can still eat meat, not to mention that under the coercion of the old bald donkey, the donkey is not in a good mood.

The white-faced scholar asked weakly, "How can a donkey eat meat?"

The old monk rubbed his head and said embarrassedly: "My donkey is not an ordinary donkey, but also a spiritual pet who has followed me all the way to the path of cultivation. When I saw the donkey eating grass, I was very drunk, and forced it to change this problem, and I only drank porridge every day, or ate meat and drank wine, and it followed me for decades to change this problem. ”

"At that time, I was also surprised, but later I found that I had grown a lot stronger by eating meat, and my belly had also propped up. Recently, I don't know what went wrong and started to be anorexic, but he will absorb the aura in the air and will not die. ”

The old monk returned to the table, not asking.

The donkey glanced at Xiao Xing'er on his stomach, and Xiao Xing'er finally finished gnawing the chicken leg and walked slowly according to the bone.

The donkey's eyes became more and more energetic, and he stood up directly and looked at Xiao Xing'er with wide eyes.

Xiao Xing'er grabbed his hair and combed it slowly, and with the other hand brought the chicken leg bone to his mouth, and said softly, "Eat it! ”

In fact, Xiao Xing'er saw the donkey for the first time, usually accompanied by its grandfather, not going out, this time he seized the opportunity to run out, so that the old monk worried all the way, but there is no way to blame the donkey. After all, the donkey has been with him for so long, and he has a deep relationship, and he will not betray him because of a little benefit, the problem is Xiao Xing'er.

Little Apricot grabbed the donkey's mouth, so that it was too frightened to blink, and looked at the few people at the table, as if asking why the little girl came to look for it again. She picked up the bone and stuffed it into the donkey's mouth, and without pressing it with both hands, she chewed on it. Under her gaze, the food is very interesting.

Under the gaze of several people, after eating the chicken leg bones in their mouths, they watched the underground eat with relish.

Mr. Churchey shouted in a low voice, "Little Apricot, come here." ”

"Don't be so rude to donkeys, and if you do, you'll be locked in the house. Little Apricot didn't dare to say a word, and fell on Mr. Church's shoulder.

The old monk finally knew why the donkey flew away with the little apricot.

.........

At dusk, there was a roll of cold wind coming, looking at the gradually revealing starlight, the old monk Bai Xie rode a little donkey to say goodbye and left, leaving Li Shuishan to sit under the starry night with a confused face.

Someone cleaned up the dishes, and Little Apricot was sleepy, yawning and being carried by the white-faced scholar to another guest room to sleep soundly, leaving only him and Mr. Church.

In this scarce night, Li Shuishan could see Mr. Church's face, sitting cross-legged on the stone pier, floating up and sitting in the air. Put your hands on your lap, two

The hand is in a pinching posture, constantly changing the number of fingers together. The cold wind blew Li Shuishan shivering, he didn't expect the cold that was delayed in Taiping Town to follow his footsteps, so cold that he also closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Half an hour passed, and Mr. Churchey did not open his eyes.

Not an hour, and not at all.

For an hour and a half, a slight slanting ray of moonlight shone down.

Li Shuishan and Mr. Churchey opened their eyes at the same time, only to see him raise his palm and wave it, and read in his mouth: ""Cover the moon!"

A black cloud appeared in the sky in an instant, obscuring the moonlight, and seeing that the moonlight was tilted, it deviated from an area again, and shone again, and Mr. Churchey spoke again: "The black cloud closes the moon!"

The moonlight was obscured.

Mr. Churchey opened his mouth and said softly, "This moonlight is the Ancestral Tree's moon-devouring technique, and it contains his senses, and he can see all the places in the mansion that shine clearly. You came in just, did you give an eye?"

Li Shuishan shook his head and replied, "Before entering the seal, a plum blossom tree senior gave me an eye, and I just came in. ”

"So easy, no other conditions?" asked Mr. Church.

Li Shuishan was silent and did not answer, he closed his eyes and asked slowly, "You don't have to be afraid to tell me." You have the wooden bead boy given by the old Taoist in the red robe of the temple, and you are the one he chose to take us out, so I naturally won't harm you. And you also have a small Dao heart that is about to be consummated, and the sword behind you contains this sky-breaking aura, which is only temporarily covered and needs to be opened by you; and the Soul Attracting Bell of the Ghost Mansion Lord suppresses the breath for you to prevent your body from being broken, but your mortal body cannot be fully accepted, otherwise your soul will be scattered. ”

"With so many chances on you, his choice of you must be the result of accurate thinking. After this tribulation, you can step into the cultivation, and you will not only be half an immortal, but there will also be a higher realm waiting for you. ”

Li Shuishan was silent.

After a few breaths, he said lightly: "Old Ancestor Tree asked me to kill you!"

Mr. Churchey was a little surprised by Li Shuishan, and did not laugh, but looked at him calmly. Li Shuishan didn't have any confusion in front of him, but he said calmly: "You have to know how important you are, you don't just live for yourself. There are still many people waiting for you in front of you, there are still many people waiting for the answers you give, and there are people waiting for you to grow. Even such a powerful old ancestor tree wants you to kill me with a sword even a young man who has not entered the path of cultivation, don't you think there are a lot of mysteries in it?"

"You're growing too slowly. ”

Li Shuishan couldn't understand the words, but he lowered his head in shame and looked at the silent night.

Some say he's listening.

...........

Mr. Churchey is reminding Li Shuishan of the opportunity and the sustenance of others.