The moonlight entered the house, shining on Zhuge Chen's face, he opened his eyes, raised his head in the chaos, and found that his body was bound by chains, upside down on top of the giant vat container.

He shook his head and tried to break free, but found that he couldn't do it with his own strength. After trying a few times, it still didn't work, and he could only hear the sound of chains, so he gave up.

He only remembered that he was on the side of the colorful ladder, and was hit hard by the long-haired old man, and then fainted and died, unconscious. And all around him was the extremely malicious laughter of those disciples with the surname Qing, which made him shudder. In the final analysis, he is just a mortal who can be slaughtered, and the fate that awaits him is just a sacrifice to God. At that time, all of their veins are beyond this small world, and they seem to have the only way to die.

The sound of pushing the door came into Zhuge Chen's ears, and he looked forward, only to see Qingyue coming over, still holding the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

This umbrella is a rare treasure in the dream country, and it is also very cherished by Qingyue, who has had countless opportunities since childhood, and can even be regarded as something more important than his own life. Good birds choose trees to perch on, and this oil-paper umbrella is no different. It is precisely by relying on this umbrella that they can find Zhuge Chen. Otherwise, the world is big, and trying to find that "outlier" is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Qingyue came to Zhuge Chen with a smile, stretched out her hand, patted his face gently, and then said, "Whether you believe it or not, in fact, I am very jealous of you." This oil-paper umbrella, I don't know how long I have been with me, but when I met you, I still didn't miss the old love, and it fell from the bridge to your side. is so blessed, even I have to admit that I am not as good as you. But that's all, after all, if an ordinary mortal wants to become an immortal monk, it is simply impossible to do without a guide. If you had a mentor, our plan would not have been so smooth. ”

Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at each other. In the moonlight, his face did not look so gloomy: "What do you want to say when the girl comes here? Anyway, it's just a dead word, and she wants to shake my state of mind, but you don't have to, right? Or do you have other plans?"

"When you talk to smart people, it's simple. Qingyue slapped her face and said with a pleasant face: "Although the master said that if I don't sacrifice you to God, we will all die, but if you think about it carefully, there are still a lot of loopholes in this." For example, he is an old man, and we are still young, why does he have to assert that the whole world is such a tragic result? After following the master for so many years, of course I know that he is ruthless and unrighteous, and maybe when he is successful, he will have to exterminate all of us. Even if it's to survive, I have to think more and leave a way back for myself. ”

A gust of wind blew, the doors and windows were closed, the moonlight was blocked out, disappeared, and the whole room returned to the dark room, only the eyes of this man and woman were extremely bright.

Zhuge Chen looked at the chains tied to his limbs, and said helplessly: "These...... What does it have to do with me? I am in my current situation, you have also seen, I am imprisoned here, I can't protect myself, if I can help you if I talk about it again, it will be a joke. ”

As soon as his words fell, Qing Yue waved the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, slashed all the chains, and then said, "This is my sincerity." ”

Zhuge Chen was stunned on the spot, and he didn't know what to say for a while. In his eyes, Qingyue shouldn't be standing with the long-haired old man, full of joy about the future life after detachment, why did he turn his head and stand with him instead? Thinking like this, he didn't know whether he should trust the other party or not. He was really afraid that this was another scam, and he attacked his heart step by step, so that he completely fell into it and obediently became a sacrifice.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!" Qingyue grabbed Zhuge Chen's arm involuntarily, and fled with him to seize the door: "My senior brothers are not only stupid, but also obedient to the master's words. And the entire mountain gate is under the watchful eye of the master, if you don't escape at this moment, you really have no chance. Within a stick of incense, if you can't go down the mountain and escape away, you and I will have to die in the hands of the master in an instant. ”

Zhuge Chen's mind was confused at the moment, so he had to keep up. After all, this is the only opportunity he can grasp at the moment, and he is not one to hesitate. After all, in many cases, taking one step at a time is the best way to cope.

When the two of them ran to the foot of the mountain, they heard an angry voice from behind: "Qingyue, you really can't resist the temptation and betray your master! Don't let me find you, otherwise you will suffer forever! Your brothers and sisters will also join in this hunt to see where you can escape!"

Unexpectedly, Qingyue not only had no fear, but was still able to turn her head in a panic, looked at the figure in the moonlight on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Master, you must have calculated everything, but you didn't expect it to end like this, right?"

In the face of the provocation, the long-haired old man, who had already lived into a human spirit, actually suppressed his anger, and turned to Zhuge Chen and said: "Young man, if you believe what the old man said, then stop. The old man has made an oath from now on to keep you from dying! Sacrificing to God is only depriving you of a trace of essence and blood, and it will definitely not hurt your muscles and bones. ”

Qingyue, who didn't expect her treacherous and cunning master to still have this hand, immediately showed a trace of fear on her face, and she knew in her heart that her master was extremely good at leaving a ban on other people's state of mind. And at this moment, if Zhuge Chen sinks into it, he will face a catastrophe. And Shizun is an extremely cautious person, what he has done over the years is just to teach the exercises to their senior brothers and sisters, and there has never been a time when he has never taught himself the means to really press the bottom of the box. Therefore, all she can do now is hope that Zhuge Chen will not be tempted by her master.

"Qingyue, if you want to fight with your master, are you eating the heart of a bear and a leopard? Don't forget, those exercises of yours are also taught by me, and there are also prohibitions left by me. Don't let me catch you, or I'll make you look good. Those senior brothers of yours have already taken my secret treasure down the mountain. They'll keep your spot locked and fight you. And every time the secret treasure shines on your body, the prohibition in your body will be triggered, and then I am afraid that it will be inferior to mortals!" The long-haired old man's voice echoed in Qing Yue's ears: "Do you think I don't know what you have done in secret?

Rao was so far away that she still couldn't help but vomit. But even so, he still took Zhuge Chen to run wildly in the jungle for a moment, hoping that the white clothes around him could regain their clarity: "For you, I even gambled with my life." Please, don't be so easily deceived, okay? Aren't you the only outlier in a thousand years? Such a waste, it can't be fake, right?"

"Young man, stop, go up the mountain, the old man will give you a great fortune!" The long-haired old man on the mountain was still chattering, and he dragged his qi to follow Zhuge Chen and Qingyue. Clenched his palms into a fist and shouted: "Stop!"

At this moment, Zhuge Chen suddenly turned his head, looked at the position on the mountain, and said word by word: "Old Bangzi, your son-in-law is also something you can encroach on? Get out of the way!"

The next moment, from Zhuge Chen's big sleeve, a flying sword suddenly swept out, and flew to the top of the mountain with lightning speed. The fog filled the place, and there was a faint glimpse of what had happened here in the past. This sword, which was unavoidable, directly pierced one of the eyes of the long-haired old man. With a miserable scream, the flying sword returned to his sleeve, and Zhuge Chen seemed to be completely unaware, came back to his senses, and turned back into a mortal-like white-clothed young man in the dream country.

Seeing this scene, Qing Yue frowned, and said softly: "How many secrets are hidden in your strange number!"

I don't know if I didn't hear it or what, in short, Zhuge Chen didn't answer. At this moment, he only felt a sense of loss in his heart, and even the pace of running gradually slowed down. He looked up at the night sky and muttered to himself, "Why does that flying sword just now feel so familiar to me......?" Déjà vu, and I'...... Who the hell is it?"

Qingyue didn't have a chance to leave Zhuge Chen's "Hurt Spring and Autumn", so she hurriedly tightened his hand and said loudly: "Don't say these useless words, run quickly!"

......

A few days later, in the water town south of the Yangtze River, Zhuge Chen was in a guest room, looking at the clear moon on the side.

After running around for several days, the two of them were really exhausted, and after thinking about it, they could only find an inn to settle down and rest for a day. Although the outlaw career has to go on, but it must be rested, and a tight string also needs a moment of relaxation, otherwise there will always be a time to break.

"Qingyue girl, now it's time for you to explain your purpose and plan, right?" Zhuge Chen raised his head and asked, "I always feel tired when I run with you so blankly." Sometimes I even think that if the old man really made a vow and chose to spare my life, why should I do this? ”

Qingyue looked at Zhuge Chen and sneered: "If you think so, you are very wrong. My master is a real villain. His oath is pure nonsense, and he can't believe half a word. If you don't believe me, you can go back to the mountain gate. I can guarantee that in less than three days, you will be drained of your realm and die with no place to bury. ”

After Zhuge Chen heard this, he muttered to himself: "It's so terrifying......"

In the realm of Dream Country, the immortal monks who are like long-haired old men have at least five fingers. These five people are known as the top five in the dream country, in no particular order, they are the scarlet robe of the Chitose eunuch, the long-haired old man Qingshan Daoren who overlooks the red mountains above the mountain gate, and the barefoot monk who never stops traveling with a basket, the Confucian scholar Zuo Yichun with white temples, and finally the only general Jiang Wang who can be equal to Chitose in the temple, but never so.

These five people, in the face of Zhuge Chen's outlier, it is impossible not to think about it. Since it was a catastrophe from God, it was impossible for them to avoid it. And the people of Qingshan Dao, who originally had the first opportunity, fell behind because of Qingyue. That's why he was so annoyed, and even didn't hesitate to go out of the mountain gate in person, but also to arrest Qingyue, a rebel.

Qingyue put one hand on her cheek, looked at the scenery outside the window, and finally showed a rare real smile: "My purpose...... It's actually quite simple to say. It's not something to look up to as an existence that the whole dream country has to look up to, so it's too tiring. It's not that I want to be above the tens of thousands of people and be an immortal monk who no one can beat me. As long as you can be more stable, it is enough. I live a dull but happy life every day, and I don't have to live in fear in the hands of my master. When to go to sleep and when to wake up, it's up to me to decide. It is enough not to think about what is not done today, and what kind of punishment will be faced tomorrow. I hope to be a carefree mortal more than an immortal monk! It's a pity that I am already named Qingyue, and I am no longer the Jiang Yue I used to be. ”

Zhuge Chen wanted to be comforted, but he didn't know how to speak. He got up and walked to the door, muttered a sentence that he was hungry, went down to eat something, and then said, "Jiang Yue, what a beautiful name." ”

And Qing Yue, who was still sitting on the bed, was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes, and said softly: "Although it is a lame comfort, I still want to thank you." ”

When he came downstairs, Zhuge Chen, who was already hungry, ordered a bowl of knife-cut noodles, and began to feast on the aged vinegar and soy sauce on the table in the inn. Beside him was an old man wearing a scarlet robe and a black shirt. The old man's eyes were foggy at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Presumably seeing that the old man in his last years was too pitiful, Zhuge Chen called the shopkeeper again, asked for a bowl of knife-cut noodles, and motioned to send it to the old man on the side. After the old man saw the bright smile of the white clothes, he began to eat, and when the two of them ate the noodles in the bowl and began to drink the noodle soup, the old man suddenly said to Zhuge Chen: "Boy, do you recognize who our family is?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head lightly, and then asked, "Could it be that you are still a famous person in ten miles and eight towns, old man?"

Looking at the sincerity in the eyes of the white clothes, this Chitose, who was still powerful yesterday and has now "unloaded his armor and returned to the field", smiled, and immediately said: "That's not true, but now it seems that you should be a foreigner." Whether it's a foreigner, it's a hundred times better than those sons and brothers who are freshly dressed and angry, but don't treat this bad old man of our family as a person. Boy, this meal is considered your love for our family, and if our family can survive in the future, we will come back to you. ”

Zhuge Chen, who listened to the clouds, didn't answer, and still tried to cut his own face. And Chitose didn't say anything more, let alone identify himself. He sat there, as if trying to maintain it until the earth was desolate, and he did not raise his head again when a figure entered the inn.

"I've finally caught you two. "The person who came was Qingyue's senior brother Qingchun, even though he didn't believe that his little junior sister would do something similar to betrayal, but the master's order was difficult to disobey, the purpose of his trip was not only to bring Zhuge Chen back to the mountain gate, but also to execute the same door: "This time I will directly drain your essence and blood, and see where you run!"

Saying this, he walked towards Zhuge Chen step by step, and just as the long knife in his hand was about to fall on Zhuge Chen's body, Qingyue jumped down from the stairs, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was stretched out in front of Zhuge Chen.

"Senior brother, what does the master look like, haven't you seen it clearly? Where does he want you and me to transcend with him? Our final fate can only be the same as this person, and he will be used as a sacrifice to the sky!" Qingyue said eagerly to Qingchun, but Qingchun, who had been by the long-haired old man's side for the longest time, couldn't listen at all. The concept of being a teacher for one day and a father for life has been deeply imprinted in his state of mind and cannot be erased at all.

"Little junior sister, the master taught you and me, not to make you talk nonsense in the future and turn to deal with him. Qingchun snorted coldly, and went to a mirror from the placket of his clothes, and when Qingyue's figure was reflected in the mirror, it was really as their master said. Qingyue had a splitting headache and fell to the ground, unable to lift her arms.

Qingchun sighed, looked at Qingyue who was in pain at her feet, and said, "Little junior sister, why do you bother? Go back to the mountain gate with me, sincerely admit a mistake, and presumably the master will also forgive you." Stop being obsessed and turn back!"

During this period, the shopkeeper in the inn rushed out of the back kitchen, looked at the mess in the lobby, clenched a kitchen knife angrily, and rushed up. And Qingchun snatched the kitchen knife with his backhand, and with a flick of his wrist, he took off the head of the shopkeeper. The surrounding cannibals were shivering, cowering in the corners, terrified. Only Chitose leaned over and came to Qingchun's side, and asked, "Could it be that you are the disciple of that Qingshan Daoist?"

Qingchun turned his head, and when his brows were furrowed, he saw Chitose punch him in the chest, and then said to Zhuge Chen: "Boy, this punch is not within the favor of our family." For that bullshit Qingshan Daoist, our family has always wanted to take his life. ”

Zhuge Chen turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Qingshan Daoist, who is this?"

In a panic, he helped Qingyue up and sat on the chair with her.

Outside the inn, next to the water town, a person walked from a distance. Holding a book in his hand, he looked ahead, and said: "I hope I'm not late, now counting me, there are already three people in the game, and the other two shouldn't be able to completely turn a blind eye, right?"