The dense forest is vast, the moon and stars are scarce, and in the deep forest with towering ancient trees, there is a touch of fire, such as a glow on fire, and few people are aware of it.

There were several skinned hares on the fire, slowly spinning and grilling, and several figures gathered around, all looking at one of them, and listening nervously to the man's ghost story.

Qinghe sat under a big tree not far away, meditating, ignoring the extremely boring activities.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, calmed down, and had a relative.

A white light flashed in his palm, and a rusty black stick appeared in his palm.

It's been a long time since the Great Light Mantra was promoted to retreat, and these days Qinghe always feels uncomfortable without the weapon in her hand, looking forward to it day and night, looking forward to the Great Light Mantra to wake up, but her wish has been disappointed, and to this day, the Great Light Mantra has not responded at all.

Looking up at the sky, the light of the few stars was dim, and Qinghe closed his eyes and felt the cool night breeze.

Suddenly, the iron rod in her hand reacted, and she looked down, only to see the long stick covered with rust emitting a soft white light from the inside, accompanied by a crackling sound, the rust that had been wrapped in the skin cracked like a burnt skin, and slipped off the stick piece by piece, revealing the crystal clear core inside.

When the rusty skin fell off, Qinghe raised the makeover mantra to his eyes, his eyes were bright with white light, and his expression was overjoyed.

"My partner, you're finally awake! You've finally made the cut! You're finally ...... Turned into a popsicle?"

The body was as clear as jade, and the charms engraved on it shone with a faint gilt light, and the bright and delicate moonlight sprinkled on it, like a large popsicle coated with cream.

Mu Dong, who was telling the rise of ghost stories, casually caught a glimpse of this scene, pursed his lips, and let out a deafening laugh.

"Hahaha......"

Everyone who was originally immersed in the atmosphere of horror suddenly heard this laughter, and instantly lost interest, and they all turned back to look in the direction of Qinghe.

Mu Dong walked up to Qinghe while laughing, gloating: "How did the Great Light Spell become like this, it's too funny hahaha, it looks exactly like the popsicle I ate when I was a child!"

Li Jiang also walked over and couldn't help laughing: "Don't laugh, this is the promotion state of the Great Light Mantra, although it is ugly, but the strength has increased dozens of times compared to before." ”

Mu Dong smiled and bent over: "That's also a big popsicle." ”

Maybe he laughed so badly that he couldn't even look at the deity, but only heard a "whoosh" sound, and the Great Light Spell got out of his hand, rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, turned into an ice-blue long whip, and the lightning swam through it, and slammed towards Mu Dong.

Sensing the danger approaching, Mu Dong gathered his mind, condensed his spiritual power, jumped out of dozens of meters, and shouted to Qinghe: "You are real!"

Qinghe shrugged, indicating that it was not her order.

But she didn't stop it, who let someone laugh at Huan, look, retribution is coming.

As a result, the original activity of telling ghost stories turned into a group of people sitting around the fire and eating rabbit meat, watching the battle between the Great Light Spell and Mu Dong, which was full of interest.

The next day, in a restaurant, Xiao Er was busy greeting guests, with two hands holding a large dinner plate and shuttling between the guests, he came to the innermost table steadily, quickly put down a few plates of exquisite food, and said while putting it down: "Several guest officers, the dishes have been served, please use it slowly!"

The old one with a long tail note, the kind that can be heard in the whole restaurant.

Lightning came and lightning went.

With the blessing of Tuo Qing and a hundred taels of silver tickets, a group of people went down to the restaurant and finally had a serious meal.

A table of people picked up chopsticks and began to eat, and only one person fell asleep on the table on his stomach.

Qinghe knocked on Mu Dong's head, "Don't sleep, the dishes are all ready, if you don't eat it, it will be gone." ”

Mu Dong shook his head and said in a daze: "It's not because of your magic weapon that I ran all night and didn't sleep at all, trapping me to death." ”

Qinghe took off the ring on his hand and said, "If you don't eat it again, then I will let the Great Light Spell repeat last night's actions again." ”

Mu Dong sobered up: "Don't, I'll eat, can't I eat." After that, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The rest of the people laughed and ate to themselves.

There was a fragrance in the air, Qinghe sensitively noticed it, turned his head to look at the door, and saw two girls wearing water blue cedars entering the restaurant one after the other.

The two girls were both in good shape, and as soon as they entered, the diners who were eating at the restaurant were instantly attracted to them, and their eyes were straight.

"Senior Sister Jiyue, this looks pretty good, let's do it here. One of them said to the other, looking respectful and slightly flattering.

Ji Yue, who was known as the senior sister, raised her eyes and swept around, her eyes slightly disgusted.

The other observed the words and said earnestly: "Senior sister, are you not satisfied?

"Forget it, it's important to hurry, so be it. With that, he walked inside and sat down on the empty seat next to Qinghe.

instructed Xiao Er to order a few dishes, and then stopped talking and waited quietly.

The atmosphere gradually became noisy again, and Li Jiang whispered to everyone: "Look at the costume, it is a disciple of the Fusheng Pavilion." ”

When everyone heard this, their faces were surprised, they didn't expect to meet the people of the Floating Life Pavilion here.

In fact, they went to the Fusheng Pavilion on this trip, and the location of Qinghe Perceiving the Divine Pearl was in the area of Qingshan, and Qingshan was the location of the Daofu of the Fusheng Pavilion, and the entire Qingshan was within her jurisdiction.

"Qingshan Huating Fusheng Pavilion, three mountains and three water layers coincide, sideburns and long hair slow lanterns, attracting people to dream of Qiluo. Li Jiang said: "This is a local folk song, it is about the Fusheng Pavilion, the pavilion is full of Qing Xiu women, often go down the mountain to do some tasks, it is not strange to see here." ”

Everyone knows.

"What matters now is how to sneak into the Floating Pavilion without attracting attention. ”

The cabinet is full of women, and most of their team is men, so it's really hard to blend in.

"What's so hard about that. Qinghe leisurely ate the meal and said lightly: "It's okay for a man to dress up as a woman." ”

"Poof!"

Mu Dong wiped his mouth: "What are you talking about! Men pretend to be women? I don't want it!"

Li Jiang rarely did not object to his words: "I don't want it either." ”

Mo Junqian didn't speak, but just looking at his expression was self-evident.

His eyes were focused on Shen Xun, who buried his face in the bowl and said sullenly: "Don't look at me, I'm just a child." ”

Qinghe's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful smile.

Lingyin watched the rise of the excitement, and said excitedly: "What's wrong with men dressing up as women, I haven't seen a man become a woman, it must be interesting." ”

When he said this, his eyes glanced at Mo Junqian, who was eating silently on the side, and unconsciously began to imagine him wearing women's clothes in his mind.

"It must be pretty......"