The bean soldier city overseas in the south still looks cold and deserted during the day. This border city without walls is full of people everywhere at night, and it is always cold during the day, and there are no ghosts.

There were three figures flying to the extremely high place above the sea of clouds at the same time, and they watched from afar as the two sword qi broke through the canopy one after another.

The unknown monk was not drunk today, but he was still holding a dog's leg in his hand, and he gnawed it extremely carefully, for fear of missing a trace of meat stuck to the bone.

The sloppy monk's mouth was stuffed with meat, his hands were oily, his body was stained with mud, and his mouth was slurred, "Now, the Buddha is busy." That kid has a big life. ”

Chu Xiaodan frowned from the beginning, and when he heard the unknown words, he turned his head and said, "Didn't you say that you don't wear small shoes?

I didn't know how to reach out to the broken monk's robe and wipe the oil on my hands, and then wiped my face in the place where I had just wiped my hands. This has never been a dirty monk, first recited a Buddha name to Chu Xiaodan, and then jumped to his feet and scolded: "You still have the face to say, didn't you deliberately listen to the conversation that day? You didn't calculate him?"

Mao Ayu said coldly: "You two stop biting each other, let's see what good things are in the noodle pool." ”

The young Taoist priest waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared out of thin air, from the light curtain, there was a sword that cut open the boiling noodle pool, and another sword almost dismantled the boiling noodle pool, and the sword qi finally cut away a secluded courtyard, and a cloud of black gas climbed from the courtyard to the sea of clouds.

Chu Xiaodan sneered: "Good guy! ”

The city lord turned his head to look at the unknown, shook his head and asked, "Buddhism in the world?"

I didn't know how to close my lips and didn't say anything more.

There is nothing to say, is it possible to say that the four continents are all spies? But he has lived for thousands of years, and he has never heard of any place where there are monsters hidden during the Tribulation Period. No, there's no way to call them monsters anymore.

When the three of them were silent, another sword light flew to the boiling noodle pool, and Chu Xiaodan smiled bitterly: "It seems that after he became a janitor, the current realm is terrifying! ”

Mao Ayu shook his head and said: "He's just a madman, it's true that he's young, it's true that he has a big temper, he just needs to make sure that the portal is safe in his hands, and he doesn't need to promise anything to anyone at all." And now that the evidence is conclusive, it is almost nothing to break a boiling noodle pool. It's just that a doppelganger can't last long. ”

As he was talking, the three of them suddenly looked together, only to see an old monk go there, and after a while, two unknown sword intents appeared, and the light curtain hanging in front of the three of them shattered.

The three of you, look at me, I look at you, the young Taoist priest who had always been indifferent opened his mouth and said, "This...... That's, isn't it?"

In fact, not only Doubing City, but also the top sects of Zhanbu Zhou have noticed the movement of the noodle boiling pool. There is a grocery store in the city of Jumping River, and the short shopkeeper suddenly disappeared.

A few people from Tomb Cliff Mountain, a few people from Baishi Valley, and a few people from the shrimp lake, more than ten people looked at the northwest together, and their faces were more ugly than the other.

The short shopkeeper walked slowly to their side, looked at the northwest without saying a word, and laughed non-stop after reading everything he could see.

"I said 20 years ago that if you have the face to make black money, you have to have the face to stand the poke of a knife. It's true that you're not colluding with each other, but, is that reasonable?

Whether it was the Xianjia cargo ship twenty years ago, or the sect that was demolished in the north, in fact, there was nothing hidden in it, but it was not very innocent. Give an irresistible price, let you pull whatever you want? Knowing that it is something that cannot be passed on, or do you force it to pull out, just give enough money?

It's like those caravans that often come and go on the border between the two countries, and people find out that the goods are mixed with contraband, and the person who pulls the goods has to argue, "I don't know, I didn't put it." ”

There was a white-bearded old man who slowly rose to the sea of clouds, looked around for a while, and sighed: "Just bear the fruit you grow, don't make any excuses." ”

......

At the source of that casting ditch, the old man guarding the gate of the back mountain stood side by side with Xie Hu in the sea of clouds.

Lao Qin smiled and said, "Now I finally know why you admire this madman." He's worthy of a sword you've worked so hard to build. ”

The person who recast Zhulu was not the swordsmith who "discussed the sword" with Zhang Muliu, but the lord of the back mountain.

Xie Hu just smiled faintly, they naturally relied on the light curtain to see that place, and when the old monk appeared and returned with Zhang Shuying's third sword qi, the light curtain had already been broken. But this man who likes to wear black clothes is looking at the northwest from afar, and he is unwilling to withdraw his gaze for a long time. Later, a woman's voice sounded, and he smiled faintly:

"Yun'er wants to go to Shengshenzhou, right? Let's go in the next year, that kid is holding back to stand on his own mountain, so I can give him a gift. ”

Xie Yun'er's face was flushed, and she was so angry that she stomped away.

Xie Hu said to Lao Qin again: "Uncle Qin, do you like that young man very much?"

The old man skillfully took out his pipe, and after some swallowing the clouds, he said lightly: "I can't help it! I haven't met such a young man who can tell the truth for many years." ”

Lao Qin remembered that Zhang Muliu watched that he had guarded the mountain gate for an unknown number of years and was reluctant to step over it for a long time, so he had to wait for himself to say please come in before he was willing to take a step.

He still remembers that the young man in a green shirt at the time said to himself: "Living alone is to guard your heart." ”

I hope that there will be more such young people in the world, who pay attention to the rules, but do not follow the rules.

......

The Qinghuan Mountain Lord was still brewing tea at the highest place of the Fuyun Immortal Stack, and suddenly noticed some movement, and with a black face, he raised his sword to the northwest.

This very cold woman is going to ask the person who is responsible for the sword. Even if she couldn't beat him, she really didn't believe that he dared to fight back. But when she saw the three wisps of sword qi on the road, she stopped unconsciously.

Zhang Shuying and He Zitang, in fact, no one is doing much better.

Qing Huan knew that they really couldn't get along when they were separated, and it wasn't that there was anything unspeakable.

This cold woman wanted to drink for no reason, she wanted to learn from He Zitang to lift the wine jar and pour it down, what if she drank too much?

She sighed and said to herself coldly: "It's a bit of a father's consciousness." If you don't come to save Liu'er today, if I don't hack you to death, Sister Zitang will also kill you. ”

......

With Zhang Shuying leaving, this small world gradually disappeared, and everyone returned to the riverside, and the radius of more than ten miles was no longer visible.

A streamer swept back, and in Zhang Muliu's small world, Liu Xiaobei returned to the high seat.

The world in front of him is changing, except for Liu Gong and Demon Ling, the rest of the people have not reacted at all.

At this moment, everyone looked at the white-clothed young man who was carrying You Fang on his back, Zhang Muliu shook his head slightly, his aura was running, the hole in his lower abdomen disappeared suddenly, and the white robe returned to its original state.

Jiang Mohang's eyelids trembled, and he leaned over and said softly: "Senior brother, isn't it painful to have such a big hole?"

Zhang Muliu smiled, "It doesn't hurt, I don't believe that senior brother can try it, I, Zhang Muliu, have never promised anything in my life, but there is one thing, I will never lie to people." ”

The Yizhou sword sighed and sighed, turned around and walked towards the demon ling, wanting to ask the real ghost girl for a piece of fish to eat.

What do you say is never deceiving, the implication is that I, Jiang Mohang, am not human?

Seeing Jiang Mohang coming over, Demon Ling opened her arms and bit the tail of the fish for a long time, the closer Jiang Mohang walked, the louder her voice became. Later, he simply lifted up his black skirt, ran away with two grass carp in his pocket, walked to Zhang Muliu's side and gently bumped his head, then looked up and bit the fish and grinned his lips.

Zhang Muliu was amused, and suddenly pulled the wound, his face revealing a trace of imperceptible pain. But he still raised his hand to press the head of the demon Ling, and said with a smile: "You don't have to grit your teeth, if you let go of your teeth, the fish will not fall." ”

Demon Ling nodded non-stop, as if she had finally met her soulmate.

Zhang Muliu said softly: "You eat, I'm not hungry." ”

One sentence frightened this little girl who had been dead for hundreds of years, and hurriedly spit out the fish, pouting and looking at Zhang Muliu, aggrieved.

Jiang Mohang pulled the corners of his mouth and asked, "I said, you like this guy so much?"

Demon Ling turned her head and said crisply: "No, I don't want to give it to him, but he is my master, if I don't mess with him, why don't you give me delicious food in the future?"

Zhang Muliu shook Demon Ling's head and said with a smile: "Who did you learn this accent from?

Demon Ling said with a smile: "The person who coaxed me to go to Jumping River City back then was a person from Juluzhou, and when I fought with others, I always had to ask, 'What do you see?', and when people replied, 'What are you doing?', the fight started." ”

Speaking of which, this little girl is a little sad. But she didn't dare to tell this sword fairy brother, for fear that he would be like that liar, he said that he would take care of the food, but later he drove herself away, and said something particularly hurtful.

It's okay if you don't want to, but it's even more uncomfortable when you think about it. Demon Ling exhaled deeply, then pursed her lips tightly, frowned and lowered her head slightly, and after a while, her little brain trembled a little.

Zhang Muliu asked, "What's wrong?"

Demon Ling didn't speak, and shook vigorously for a long time, and then said with a sad face: "I want to suck the tears back, but my ears are breathing, and my brain is buzzing at this moment." ”

The little girl showed an extremely ugly smile, holding the grilled grass carp and said to Zhang Muliu: "If you eat my fish, you have to take care of the rice, and you can't dislike me for eating." Of course, I'm not very good at eating, but you can't drive me away, you dragged me here. ”

The young man in white with a sword on his back took the grass carp with a smile, regardless of the injury to his lower abdomen, took a big bite of the fish, and learned from the demon ling: "I owe you your fish after eating it, so of course I will let you eat enough." ”

The white unicorn in the distance had already visited a circle, and Lu Sheng didn't know whether he was dead or alive, anyway, there was no trace at all. At this time, he heard the words between Zhang Muliu and Demon Ling, and asked helplessly: "Le Qing, is this guy recruiting a little girl like this?"

Le Qing thought for a long time and sighed: "I'll give you a calculation of what I've seen." Before in Shengshenzhou, there was a little girl around me in a daze, and she was still a little princess of Gaoyang's lineage. Later, I came to Zhanbuzhou, and I haven't seen more girls for a few days, do you dare to believe it? ”

In fact, Le Qing didn't say it all, he was in the lakeside house, but he saw a group of girls with his own eyes.

Zhang Muliu took a few steps forward, looked at the place that was no longer what it was, sighed secretly, and then sat down cross-legged and began to heal. At the same time, he also sank a wisp of his mind into the water temple.

Seeing the extra plaque, Zhang Muliu was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Sword Pavilion? Who took such an ugly name? How good is it to call the water room!

Stepping in, holding the sword Yuanying still had the same expression of smashing his pot, Zhang Muliu was used to it.

Liu Xiaobei, who was in the high seat, was lying on the high seat, with his buttocks embedded in the middle, his back against the armrest, his feet on the armrests, and his bare feet swaying.

Good guys, it's really your own home.

Zhang Muliu sighed and said, "Sister Sword Immortal, you have to tell me what's going on, right?"

The woman in white and barefoot raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and patted the seat, and her voice was very gentle: "Little guy, come and sit here." ”

Seeing that Zhang Muliu was indifferent, she had no choice but to say aggrievedly: "What's the matter! ”

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "As long as Sister Sword Immortal likes it, let alone Qian'er eight hundred years, it doesn't matter if I live until I die." It's just that you have to tell me what happened to Lu Sheng in the end. ”

Liu Xiaobei giggled non-stop: "The old bald donkey owes me a favor, you can leave the rest of the matter alone, anyway, you know everything you want to know, isn't there a bamboo card." ”

Zhang Muliu sighed and asked helplessly, "But I haven't gone to cook noodles to vent my breath." ”

The woman's sword fairy suddenly changed her look, turned her head and squinted her eyes, and was about to wave her sleeves, Zhang Muliu pulled out her legs and ran, is this still a fart?

After the youth disappeared, Liu Xiaobei laughed. The woman in white muttered, "You have to come again sooner or later, next time your realm is high, don't be happy to find them again." ”

Zhang Muliu opened his eyes and looked at the people, ghosts, and demons beside him. I was a little emotional for a while.

It's as if I've always been alone, but I have to take some people back with me every time. The first time I left my hometown, when I went back, the cyan donkey became a young man, and the second time I didn't bring anyone, but on the way to leave my hometown, I met Zhao Changsheng and Hu Sasa. Even after lying injured for three full months, there was still Mo Miaomiao when he woke up.

Leaving his hometown that is not his hometown again, he has a Liqiushui, in fact, the woman in red has always been there, but when she is really a person around her, it is in the belly of the big kun. Next time, if you can see the old dragon king, you must thank him.

Then along the way, I had a daughter, an apprentice, and a daughter-in-law for Qing Ye, and I brought a female sword fairy in a daze, and then there was a female ghost by my side.

Zhang Muliu got up slowly, took off the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, it hurt! But what is there to be afraid of? On the way to travel, I Zhang will never be alone.

The white-clothed young man with the sword on his back turned to the northwest and said with a smile:

"Let's go home!"

Jiang Mohang, who was also dressed in white, but carried the long sword on his waist, leaned over and laughed: "Senior brother, take me to your hometown to have a look?"

......

Zhanbuzhou has two continental ferries, and what everyone wants to go to at this moment is the mountain crossing. From there, you can take a ferry directly to what is now the port of Annam.

There is no need to go to the noodle pond anymore, even the sect master has been beaten half to death, and everyone who wants to know knows it. As for the bamboo brand, since my father said that I would look at it when the realm is higher, then I will look at it when the realm is higher. Half of Le Qing's spirits came here from Shengshenzhou, and he talked to Zhang Muliu about some recent things, and the sick young man in white had an extremely cold face at that time.

said that he would take care of his younger brothers and sisters, but Zhao Changsheng's arm was cut off, and he kept the rotten mountain from Qiushui, and he still wanted to wait for himself to go back and personally go to Zhao Changsheng to vent his anger.

What he was thinking about most now was what happened to that reckless young man?

There was finally a movement on the side of the Baiyue Alliance, and the Yue Kingdom received the annual tribute of the Lynx Velvet and recognized the Annan Kingdom, but the Baiyue was caught in a dilemma. Today's Baiyue is not far from falling apart, even if Qiushui sits in the form of a sword immortal, and Qing Ye arrives later, Liang State increases troops on the border of Shu, Yue and Liang, and it is still difficult to prevent someone from wanting to stand on their own.

And the female sword immortal who was no longer wearing a red dress and a light blue dress didn't seem to care about these things anymore. If you have the courage to go to the central area of Baiyue, you can just cut half to death with a sword. As for those slang, the more scarlet they are, are willing to break away from Baiyue?

Zhang Muliu knew that she was waiting for Qiushui, and she wanted to see if those people who dominated the Shenzhou back then would appear. It would be really disappointing if those people ran out when she actually came out of the sword.

Zhang Muliu sat on Bailu's back and laughed secretly, and waited until he went back to reason with those people.

Since he wants to follow his junior brother to his hometown, how can he let his junior brother pay for a ticket?

Fortunately, there was a sick seedling who was reluctant to walk, and a few days later, the white unicorn carried everyone to the mountain crossing, and before the end of July, they arrived at the ferry port at the very high place of the sea of clouds.

It is said to be a ferry, but it is actually a large city of monks, built on the top of a very high mountain, and all kinds of shops are circling and scattered. Liu Gong and Demon Ling have never seen anything in the world, and they can't stop screaming when they arrive at the foot of the mountain.

It's really a bit novel, a huge mountain, below the mountainside is not much different from ordinary mountains and forests, but above the sea of clouds, the top of the mountain is a big city. At the top of the place, there is a platform for parking ferries, and from there, there is a mountain road that spirals down, extremely narrow, and up to three people walk side by side. On one side is the shop, and when you turn your head and look down, there are layers of roofs.

Jiang Mohang squatted at the end of the stairs from top to bottom above the sea of clouds, saw a huge white deer from afar, stood up and waved his arms vigorously, and shouted: "Sister Bai, here and here!"

Stepping into the place of moving mountains and crossings, it is about to cover the sea of clouds. After the stone steps rotated down, they made a circle above the sea of clouds, and at the same time, there will be an arc-shaped platform stretched out every hundred zhang for climbers to settle down.

Jiang Mohang's loud noise caused the monks on both sides to frown. It is estimated that they are laughing in their hearts, laughing at this young man in white with a sword, if he has a sword, he really thinks that he is a sword immortal, and he dares to shout at this mountaineering place.

Sure enough, before Zhang Muliu and them came over, a team of soldiers riding heavenly horses came over, holding bamboo slips in their hands, and said silently: "Jiang Mohang, the ninth time to move the mountain crossing, a total of eight times in the past, this is the ninth time, after ten times, the moving mountain crossing is no longer allowed to come." ”

As he spoke, he took out a wooden stick and threw it to Jiang Mohang, and said at the same time: "No noise is allowed in the mountaineering place, and if you demerit once, you will be fined a cypress coin." ”

Bailu and his party finally arrived, Zhang Muliu smiled and poured a sip of wine, watching Jiang Mohang eat deflated, and he was very happy for no reason.

"Senior brother, what a skill! I have come nine times, and I have demerit every time? You have stolen the city lord's daughter? Sister Yu Yu knows?"

Jiang Mohang smiled, threw away a cypress coin, and at the same time threw away a complaining look, before turning his head and saying: "Who called me too famous, every time I come to this crowded place, your senior brother and I have to cover my face, otherwise there will be a lot of women wrapped behind the buttocks, and it will not be good for others to go up the mountain or down the mountain, this is not a demerit." I'll have to cover my face when I go up the hill later. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled and nodded, saying I believe it. This senior brother is here with him, even if his face falls to the ground, he can't pick it up anymore, and the Jiang Mohang who ran to Kuanglu to fight with him last year is a bit of a senior brother!

The group slowly climbed the mountain, although the demon Ling was curious, but she really had never seen such people, she knew that she was a ghost, and everyone here could see it, so she quietly followed behind Zhang Muliu, pulling the young man's sleeves, and did not dare to raise her head.

Liu Gong followed his uncle to the front, listening to Jiang Mohang's introduction. Said that this moving mountain, a total of one hundred and eight steps, seventy-two floors below, mostly sell some ordinary things with a little fairy spirit, a lot of groceries, but there are also many people who pick up good things. There are thirty-six floors above, and thirty-three floors are shops opened by major sects on various continents. The top three floors are a restaurant, an inn, and a teahouse.

This rich man is going to take Zhang Muliu and them today to live in the most expensive inn, drink the most expensive wine, and make the most expensive tea.

Zhang Muliu suddenly transmitted a voice to Bai Qilin: "Xiaobai, can you let the demon Ling hold it?"

As if he had heard a fool speak, Bai Qilin said in disbelief: "Are you crazy? She is a ghost, you let her hold me? Do you want to kill her?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Try it, and you won't lose a piece of meat." How much more do I protect her? ”

As he spoke, he asked the bent over Demon Ling, "Little Demon Ling, can you help me hold Xiaobai?"

The little girl sighed, stood on tiptoe and reached out to hug the white unicorn.

The young man in white took a deep breath, and had already begun to secretly run his aura, and with a slight accident, he dragged the demon Ling back.

But the demon Ling hugged the white unicorn and there was nothing, Zhang Muliu laughed, but the white unicorn and Le Qing were puzzled.

Bai Qilin said, "This ...... And the ghost who can touch me? I'm afraid it's not a fake unicorn, right?"

Le Qing was also puzzled, "I'll go, this little girl can chew talismans and swallow Buddha beads, and now she is not even afraid of a unicorn......?" Explain it?"

Zhang Muliu rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, where do I know where to go.

At this time, more than a dozen stairs have been walked, and there are more and more people. Many monks saw that this young man with a sword was carrying a ghost, and they were all far away. There are many monks who keep demons as pets, but there are very few who raise ghosts.

Zhang Muliu put aside the words in the hearts of those monks, grabbed the hand of the demon Ling pulling the corner of his clothes into his palm, and said softly: "Don't be afraid! You are the demon king of the demon ling, what is there to be afraid of." ”

Demon Ling smiled stiffly, and her smile was as ugly as ever. She pulled Zhang Muliu and bent down, leaned into Zhang Muliu's ear and whispered, "What if someone catches ghosts later?"

The young man smiled and said, "Then you ask him, what do you see?"

The little girl laughed, but instantly turned her head and buried her face in Zhang Muliu's waist.

Holding Lord Bai in one hand and pulling this person who doesn't know whether he is good or bad in the other, where can she have the hand to cover her mouth? She saw it just now, that fool-like Jiang Mohang, just because he spoke loudly, he gave people a fine, where did I get the money from the Demon Ling Great Ghost King?

Zhang Muliu chuckled: "Since you don't know if I'm good or bad, why are you still unwilling to let go?"

Demon Ling hummed for a long time before she whispered, "But where can I be caught by others." ”

In fact, the young man felt that although this little ghost Xiu died very early, it looked like he died at the age of eight or nine, but he had been dead for more than three hundred years, and he had brought people to Jumping River City once, and then returned alone for thousands of miles, and he could still have this appearance, which was very good. As for the events of that night, Zhang Muliu is willing to believe that this little girl has been alone for too long and wants to have fun.

After a long time, a person will inevitably fall into extremes, which can be roughly divided into two types, one that does not hurt people, and the other that hurts people. It is not easy for the demon Ling to be mixed between the two.

Zhang Muliu sighed, and there was a female crown of Daomen in front of him squinting at this side.

The woman in the robe said coldly: "Ghosts have places where ghosts should go, since you don't want to send her there, then I will catch ghosts." ”

Demon Ling took a deep breath, but her voice was not loud, and she asked weakly, "What are you looking at?"

The female crown frowned.

At this moment, Jiang Mohang leaned sideways and poked his head out of a shop, looked left and right, and said helplessly: "Fight again?"

Zhang Muliu smiled: "Have you ever had a demerit for fighting?"

Jiang Mohang stretched out a palm.

I saw that the young man in white with a sword on his back turned around and touched the head of the demon Ling, and began to roll his sleeves after letting go of the little girl's hand. He still muttered in his mouth:

"The next time I come to Zhanbuzhou, I don't know the Year of the Monkey and the Moon, what do you want to do five times?

The female crown said indifferently: "Running around with a ghost cultivator, are you still reasonable?"

Zhang Muliu's eyes were suddenly cold, and Jiang Mohang in the shop sighed. What kind of temper does the junior brother have, he has more or less figured it out, what is this woman saying is not good, do you have to say a reasonable word?

I saw that the young man in white rolled up his sleeves, untied the long sword on his back and handed it to the demon Ling, and then faced the female crown, his voice was very indifferent, indifferent to a little scary.

"Ghost, there's no distinction between good and bad?"