Just stood quietly aside, listening to Tang San introduce the two of them to each other.

followed Tang San up the mountain, and came to Qingyun Temple, far away before he entered the door, a little girl ran in front of him.

She was about the same age as Xiao Lou, but she looked petite and lovely, I saw her rushing over, and she immediately threw herself into Tang San's arms.

"Who made you go out for so long this time! ”

Tang San just smiled helplessly, and while comforting the little junior sister who had beaten him, he was lip syncing with Xiao Lou.

Xiao Lou snorted coldly, thinking that this was the little junior sister mentioned by Tang Sanri, so he turned his head away, and didn't bother to look at this junior sister friendship.

Looking at the Qingyun Temple in front of him, the strange thing is that it is exactly the same as the building in the dream, but there is no corpse in the courtyard, a few Taoist children are sweeping the dead branches and leaves at the door, and a wisp of green smoke rises in the hall, which is a peaceful scene.

Xiao Lou stepped forward and walked up the stairs step by step with the memory in his dream.

Seeing this, Tang San could only sigh, dragged the little junior sister who was sticking to his side, and walked forward with Xiao Lou.

When everyone saw that Tang San was back, they all put down the things in their hands to greet him, and it could be seen that although this bald donkey was a bastard, he still had a good reputation in the Dao Hall.

After Tang San was done with everything, and sent the little junior sister away, he took Xiaolou into the backyard and cleaned up a clean room for her.

"You're going to stay here today. ”

After Tang San settled the small building, he hurried to ask the master for his life, leaving her alone in the room, watching Qingyunguan be orderly and safe.

Thinking of his previous worries, Xiao Lou shook his head, maybe he was really thinking nonsense.

Approaching evening, Tang San, who hurried back from his master's place, even changed into Qingyunguan's clothes, wearing a light blue robe, which made his face like a moist jade, and for a while, there were really some immortal cultivators' immortal bones.

Looking at Tang San's appearance as a foolish disciple of Qingyunguan, Xiao Lou pursed his lips and said secretly: It can really be said that people rely on clothes, and this bald donkey really looks like a human when he changes into a Taoist robe.

"What, after accompanying your pestering little junior sister, you will think of me now?" Xiao Lou turned his head away and stopped looking at the well-dressed beast.

Seeing that Xiao Lou looked too lazy to take care of it, Tang San hurriedly whispered: "Xiao Lou, don't be jealous, I just came out of the master's place, and I haven't even caught my breath yet, so I hurried to you." ”

"I'm tired of the day, let's go, I'll take you to dinner. ”

Under the entanglement of Tang San's dead face, Xiao Lou finally stopped putting on a stinky face, and followed Tang San to the dining room of Qingyun Temple.

Looking at the table full of dishes, although they were all vegetarian, they were full of variety, Tang San kept sandwiching the dishes into Xiaolou's bowl, and also chattered and recommended: "This soup is delicious, I miss it every day since I came down the mountain." ”

Unable to stand Tang San's troubles, Xiao Lou reluctantly took the spoon he handed over, and was about to bow his head to drink, but saw that a drop of blood suddenly dripped into the originally light vegetarian soup.

The blood spread out in large pieces, turning the whole spoonful of soup into a blood-red color, Xiao Lou raised his head suddenly, but saw that the entire dining table had turned into a sea of blood, the dish that was originally filled with green vegetables was a piece of rotten meat, and the soup pot was rippling with bright red blood.

The spoon slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, Xiao Lou looked around suddenly, and the disciples who were sitting in groups and chatting and talking became stiff, bloody corpses.

Looking at her again, Tang San's hands were stained with blood, smiling at himself in a hellish scene.

Xiao Lou's eyes turned black for a while, her head hurt violently, she hugged her head in pain, her consciousness was blurred, and Tang San's anxious call was in her ears.

When the headache gradually dissipated, Xiao Lou struggled to open his eyes and looked at Tang San, who was half-hugging her with a worried face.

The strange thing is that the person has a light blue robe, his hands are slender and plain white, and the whole person is clean and clear, without a trace of blood on his body.

Looking at Xiao Lou looking at himself fixedly, Tang San quipped: "Why, I was shocked by my beauty." ”

But seeing that Xiao Lou still had a solemn face, Tang San's expression became serious. "Are you alright?"

Xiao Lou broke free of the man's hand, looked up, there was still the original vegetarian soup in front of him, and a few green vegetable leaves were floating faintly, and then looked around, the disciples were still eating as usual, and the little junior sister who was hiding in the distance and secretly watching them, after looking at Xiao Lou, glared at her fiercely.

Xiao Lou rubbed his temples and said to Tang San, who was full of worry, "It's okay." ”

Seeing this, Tang San had to pull her blocking hand, stretched out the back of his hand against Xiao Lou's forehead, and only after repeatedly confirming that she did not have a fever did he put his mind at ease.

"We've walked through such a place, there are massacres and corpses everywhere, and you are so tired today, you have finally settled down, and it may be a little uncomfortable. ”

Xiao Lou thought, is this really the reason, all she encountered along the way were corpses all over the field, and she had spent too much demonic power on the way to seek medical treatment with Tang San on her back, was she really a little crazy now?

Looking at the good food in front of her, Xiao Lou didn't have any appetite, she smiled perfunctorily at Tang San, got up and walked back to the room with a heavy heart.

Looking at the small building in the distance, Tang San sighed and put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

That night, after bathing and changing clothes, changing into a long robe specially prepared by Guanzhong, Xiaolou stood in the courtyard, looking at the cold full moon in the sky.

Tang San walked out, put on a coat for Xiao Lou, and stood side by side with her.

"Xiaolou, I won't forget what you saved me. ”

Xiao Lou smiled, she didn't take it to heart, how many moments on the westward journey, she arrived in time to rescue Tang San who was in danger from the demons.

Saving him has long become Xiaolou's task and habit, and it has become a matter of course engraved in his soul, so why remember.

What's more, after the westward journey, the bald donkey was still empty of all kinds of friendship, and he joined hands and became a high Buddha.

Seeing Xiao Lou looking at the moon with an indifferent face, obviously taking his solemnity as a joke, he couldn't help but reach out and pull Xiao Lou's face over and look directly into her eyes.

"For you, I can do anything, even against the sky. ”

Tang San's expression was still warm, but those eyes were as deep as a pool of water, making it difficult to see clearly.

I don't know why, looking at those eyes, Xiao Lou instinctively felt a creepy fear.

That night, Xiaolou went to bed early due to exhaustion, but she always couldn't sleep steadily, tossing and turning, but she always heard someone shouting in her ear for help.

In her intermittent dreams, she dreamed of many things before, dreaming that the four of them were traveling westward, and after dreaming of the western sky, the master forgot all about it and became the Buddha who was high above.

In the dream, she couldn't find the master, wandering around the entire Leiyin Temple, all the Buddhas were high, looking at her with a mocking face, she was so angry that she stabbed the stick on the front of the Rulai, and asked:

"Where's my master?

Rulai didn't speak, just mocked like the Buddhas.

"If you can't find it here, you might as well go to hell. ”

The small building went down to the west sky, and went to hell, and in the raging fire, the Lethe River turned into the appearance of Qingyunguan.

There are corpses everywhere, and Qingyun is burning in a blazing fire, which is far from being as tragic as hell.

She saw her master, and she also saw Tang San covered in blood, he was still wearing that light blue robe, but he was dyed dazzling.

I saw him holding the sword and numbly stabbing it into the chest of the little junior sister.

The little junior sister's face was full of horror and disbelief, and those eyes were staring fiercely at Xiao Lou who came over.

In that resentful look, Xiao Lou woke up suddenly, his head full of cold sweat.

Reflecting the dim moonlight, she actually saw a person standing by the bed, with the same jade-like appearance, but the same numb and crazy eyes.

Xiao Lou's whole person became alert, and asked sharply:

"Tang San, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing standing at the head of my bed?"

Tang San didn't talk as poor as usual, he just stood aside silently, looking at her quietly, but his eyes were as crazy and possessive as in a dream.

Xiao Lou should have been alert and wanted to ask more, but she felt a burst of sleepiness hit her, enveloping her whole body in chaos and falling into a deep sleep again.

On the morning of the second day, Xiao Lou woke up with a groggy and uncomfortable head, she sat up with her head up, looked at the snow-white wall in the room in a daze, and fell into confusion for a while.

Outside the window, there was a warm sunshine, and occasionally a few pleasant birdsong sounds, and the diligent disciples had already washed up and started their morning classes for the day.

Everything was in order, and the tragic scene in yesterday's dream was like a fantasy, so unreal in the early morning sun.

In a trance, she suddenly remembered that in the interval of yesterday's nightmare, she seemed to see Tang San standing beside the bed, but the memory was so unclear that she couldn't tell whether it was real or a dream.

After groping his way up and getting dressed, Xiao Lou followed the memory in his dream and walked to the front of the Qingyunguan Hall, but he saw that all the disciples were gathered in the square, lined up in a large square in an orderly manner.

The one who took the lead was Tang San, he was dressed in white and stood in front of everyone, the long sword in his hand was beautiful and neat, so that Yue Xiaolou, who had been accompanied by the floating sword every day in his previous life, and was familiar with all kinds of sword moves, couldn't find fault with it.

The disciples below all followed his movements, dancing their swords neatly, and for a while, the whole scene was spectacular.

Looking at Tang San, who was dressed in white on the high platform, and the whole person was good-looking and fairy-like, Xiao Lou couldn't help but touch his chin, no wonder he liked that little junior sister so much.

Receiving Xiao Lou's gaze in the corner, Tang San's figure remained unchanged, he still made a move and turned around, his long sword drew a beautiful arc, but he secretly grimaced at Xiao Lou in between jumps.