In the morning after the rain, the air is so fresh that it seems to have a hint of sweetness that seeps into my heart.

The grass and wildflowers at the entrance of the grotto have been washed with a new look, and the colors are particularly eye-catching, which is very beautiful. The bending and circling thick vine was also covered with water droplets, all crystal clear, and the breeze blew, and from time to time a few fell to the ground, splashing tiny splashes.

The firewood in the stone hole was extinguished, and the light of the flame was not visible, except for a pile of pitch-black charcoal, and a wisp of light smoke from the charcoal pile, which fluttered and rose upwards to the top of the cave.

Among the three people who sat quietly around the fire, Jing Chenzi first opened his eyes, looked at the other two, then got up and walked to the entrance of the cave, yawned, poked his head out and looked out, the fresh air rushed in, and immediately drove away the sleepiness, Jing Chenzi muttered in a low voice: "This rain has been falling all night, and it has finally stopped." After speaking, he turned to look at Feng Shuzhu and Kongxing, and did not see any movement between the two, so he raised his feet and walked out of the stone hole.

Outside the stone hole, it is quite spacious and flat, there is some water accumulated in the low-lying places on the ground, forming a small puddle, there are two or three small birds, flying down from the branches, falling to the edge of the small puddle to drink, seeing Jing Chenzi come out, frightened to "flutter" and fly up to the branches, tear open their throats and chirp.

Fresh air, accompanied by the breeze slowly, sent to the mountain flowers bursts, rare comfort, can not help but make people feel refreshed, Jing Chenzi was interested, sorted out his robe, stood still with a smile, slowly got up, boxed, not so much a fist, but aerobics, only to see that the fist is gentle, the posture is stable, the movement is stretched and generous, coherent and even, round and natural, hit to the deep meaning, Jing Chenzi is full of energy, forgetful.

And inside the stone hole, at this moment, Kongxing also slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't get up, just looked at Jing Chenzi who was boxing outside the cave, flattened the monk's robe on his legs, half-closed his eyes, gently withdrew the Buddha beads on his wrist to his fingers, and moved them one by one with his thumb, muttering to himself, as if he was chanting, and also started a morning class.

Unconsciously, a stick of incense time passed, and he boxed beside the Jingchenzi outside the stone hole, turned around, glanced at the stone hole, and said loudly with interest: "Two Taoist friends, I don't know what to do today." ”

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Didn't you agree last night that when the wind and rain stopped, you would go to the surrounding area for a walk." ”

Jing Chenzi listened to Feng Shuzhu's answer, made a sudden realization, stopped his fist, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, walked towards the stone hole, and laughed at himself: "Cough, look at my memory, however, this beetle ridge is known as a radius of eight hundred, and it still takes some effort to find any clues." With that, the man had already entered the cave.

Feng Shuzhu saw Jing Chenzi walk in, smiled slightly, and said, "According to the Taoist chief's opinion, what is the best way?" ”

Jing Chenzi's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's better for us to act separately and go to investigate separately." After finishing speaking, he looked at Feng Shuzhu, and then turned his gaze to the empty line who continued to chant the scriptures on the side, waiting for the answers of the other two.

Feng Shuzhu glanced at the empty line and said with a smile: "The Dao Chief's proposal is very good, so as not to miss anything." ”

Hearing this, Kongxing stopped the Buddha beads in his hand, but did not speak, but nodded lightly.

After receiving such a reply from the two, Jing Chenzi, who had continued to walk inside, stopped his steps, seemed to think about it, turned around and went out again, and said as he walked: "Then the poor road will be one step ahead, and if there is news, I will go back here to meet you." After speaking, he didn't wait for others to answer, and when he got out of the hole, he turned into a sword light and went away.

Feng Shuzhu saw that Jing Chenzi was so impatient, smiled slightly, turned his head, and looked at the empty line who closed his eyes and was silent, Fang stood up without hurry, walked to the entrance of the cave, took a deep breath of fresh air, and said: "Ha, Jingchenzi Dao Chang, he is really a man of temperament." ”

After a long time, there was a sound of "Amitabha Buddha" behind him, and Kong Xing suddenly got up and said: "Jingchenzi Daoist is straightforward, but it facilitates the cooperation between everyone." ”

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he turned around slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be nothing, and then said: "But I don't know, how does Master Kongxing want to find out all the suspicious points of this Worm Ridge?"

Kongxing put away the Buddha beads, took a step closer to the wind and Shuzhu, and said thoughtfully: "Amitabha, the poor monk thinks that this Wormhole Ridge is different from Luotian Mountain, and I am afraid that it will take a lot of trouble." ”

Feng Shuzhu's eyes lit up, his eyebrows were raised, and he stared at the empty road: "Feng, I would like to hear it in detail." ”

Kong Xing turned to the side slightly, raised his hand slightly, and pointed to the outside of the cave and said: "Wormhole Ridge, not only is the opposition between good and evil, but also the fight between various sects within the Demon Realm, and it is a merciless fight. The corners of his mouth twitched twice as he spoke.

Feng Shuzhu sighed lightly and said, "Yes, originally we couldn't ask for the consumption between them, but here and now, it is really unsettling." ”

Kong Xing sighed lightly, and continued: "Between the various factions in the Demon Realm, between the various factions and the old demon of the beetle, between the old demon of the worm and the mysterious power of the center of the earth, alas, it is really a thousand things. ”

Feng Shuzhu took over and said: "At this moment, the old demon of the beetle is still silent in the memories of old things, and he can't get any answers from him, which also forces us to start from the various factions in the demon world." ”

For a long time, the empty line who seemed to be deep in thought let out a "hmm" sound in his nose, and then said with a smile: "At this point, Daoist Jingchen Zi is indeed much more straightforward than us, and there are many less verbose worries. With that, the two of them laughed heartily at the same time.

After laughing, Feng Shuzhu flashed a trace of hesitation on his face, stared at Kong Xing, paused for a moment, and then said: "Master Kong Xing, there are some things, Feng has always wanted to find an opportunity to learn a thing or two from you. ”

When Kong Xing heard this, he saw Feng Shuzhu's serious face, his expression was slightly stunned, and he immediately said: "Feng Shaoxia, but it doesn't hurt to ask, the poor monk knows everything." ”

Feng Shuzhu raised his arm, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Master is serious, what Feng wants to know is not the internal secret of the sect, but what did the monks of Kongjue Temple encounter in the small tea stall next to the official road after the battle of Luotian Mountain?"

Hearing Feng Shuzhu's question, Kongxing's body shook obviously, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and then he slowly closed his eyes, his face was painful, and he said slowly later......

On the same day, seeing that Feng Shuzhu and others were waiting for Shui Yunqiu and Liang Zongmeng to linger, they had not been able to start, so Kongxing led all the juniors and disciples to set off one step earlier.

Coming out of Luotian Mountain, there was no incident along the way, even after Shuangshan Lake, where Uncle Liang was kidnapped later, there was no vision.

After the carriage of Luotian Town sent the monks to the official road, seeing that it was getting late, taking into account the problem of the coachman's accommodation, the monks of Kongjue Temple got off the car, and let the coachman return by horse, so that he would not spend the night outside.

After sending off the carriage, Kongxing took all the junior brothers and sisters, walked along the official road for half an hour, looked back, saw that Feng Shuzhu and others were still missing, so he flew to the vicinity of the small tea stall, and waited for about half an hour, but still did not see Feng Shuzhu and others catch up, everyone discussed, and agreed to go to the small tea stall to sit down, by the way, a few bowls of tea to drink, it is also convenient to wait.

At that time, there were a total of eleven disciples in the Inner Kongjue Temple, almost full of small tea stalls, and when the guys saw that they had a good business, they kept smiling on their faces, shouting and shuttling back and forth, pouring water and boiling tea for everyone.

In order to facilitate the observation of the situation on the official road, Kong Xing picked up the outermost table, sat down firmly, picked up the tea bowl, and drank a bowl of tea slowly, turned his head and was about to beckon the man to add water, but inadvertently saw that there was a person standing in the woods behind the small tea stall.

The man was wearing a cyan robe and a ghost mask, and his figure looked slightly thin, but for some reason, when Kong Xing glanced at him, a chill rose all over his body, and he shivered unconsciously. Behind the ghost mask, as if hiding a pair of hungry beast-like greedy and vicious eyes, the man also saw that Kongxing had spotted him, but he didn't dodge, but stared at Kongxing with both eyes, and slowly walked towards the small tea stall.

An invisible murderous aura instantly rushed towards the small tea stall, and the small tea stall, which was originally full of discussions and quite lively, calmed down in an instant, and everyone invariably turned their heads to look at the ghost-faced robed man, and even a few vigilant disciples of the Kongjue Temple found that something was wrong, Huo Ran stood up and was on guard.

The tea stall guy also turned his head to see the ghost-faced robed man, just this glance, but as if he saw some Yaksha Shura, the hand of the teapot he was carrying kept shaking, but the businessman, how frightened, thought of business, after seeing the man close to the small tea stall, forced a smile, hardened, and said in a trembling voice: "This, guest...... Guest, you, you're here to drink......"

As soon as he was halfway through the words, the ghost-faced robe man turned his head slightly, cast two gloomy eyes on the tea stall guy, and said coldly: "I have something to discuss with the senior monks of the Kongjue Temple, and no one else will leave as soon as possible." Frightened, the tea stall guy suddenly stopped talking, the ghost-faced man in the robe was not loud, but everyone present could hear it very clearly.

The man in the ghost-faced robe saw that he had not left, so he looked at him again, and the man in the frightened man threw down the teapot with a "bang", and he didn't care about anything else, pulled up his legs, didn't look back to the ground, and fled like a smoke.

Seeing this, Kong Xing leaned back on the stool, stood up, and said, "Amitabha, I don't know if this Taoist friend has anything to discuss?"

The ghost-faced robed man glanced at everyone and said gloomily: "Venerable Sect Master's oracle, I am waiting for you here, sending you to the Western Heaven Elysium to meet your Buddha." ”

When all the monks of Kongjue Temple heard this, they all stood up, showed their magic weapons one after another, and all of them looked at Kongxing, waiting for the senior brother to speak.