Yuan Wuxi was stunned for a moment, jumped down from the sky and came alone, and when he looked at it, it was actually Chu Qing, only to see her pick up the bamboo leaves on the ground, and said regretfully: "Unexpectedly, Brother Feng's bamboo leaves escaped and saved me again." After speaking, he picked up the little red pill again, looked at it again and again, and stuffed it into his cuffs.

After a change, Yuan Wuxi was overjoyed and surprised, and looked at Chu Qing in confusion, as if he had seen a Nine Heavens Fairy, and said, "Little girl, you?"

Chu Qing glanced at him and said, "I didn't expect this flying sand to be so powerful, I couldn't catch it off guard, so I had to make another move and use the bamboo leaf escape." Then Yuan Wuxi entangled again, and asked Zhu Yexuan before stopping.

Chu Qing impatiently finished explaining Zhu Ye Dun, and asked Yuan Wuxi about the "inverted Sumeru flying sand".

Yuan Wuxi pretended to be an old pedant, pretending to be deeply knowledgeable, and said slowly, it turns out that this Sumeru flying sand is an innate magic weapon, and it is a magic weapon used by the demon world to fight back against the suppression of Buddhism. But I don't know when, who sealed it here, and because of fate, it was touched by two people and accidentally released. Fortunately, Chu Qing reacted very quickly and escaped with the help of bamboo leaves.

After listening to Yuan Wuxi's explanation, Chu Qing took out the little red pill again, sniffed it with his nose, but there was no peculiar smell, and said strangely: "This is Sumeru red yarn, is it possible that if you miss a blow, it will change like this?"

Yuan Wuxi looked at the little red pill with blank eyes, swallowed his saliva, shook his head and said: "I don't know why this Sumeru flying sand is like this, in the past, once the flying sand came out, there was no one who was spared within a radius of a hundred miles." After speaking, he looked at Chu Qing again and frowned, as if he didn't know the reason for this.

Chu Qing listened to Yuan Wuxi's explanation and was not very satisfied, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he didn't pay attention to it, put away the little red pill, and sat down cross-legged again.

That Yuan Wuxi looked at the Tao urn, and then at Chu Qing, thought to himself for a long time, and finally shook his head, stretched his waist, and lay down on the altar.

And Chu Qing on the side looked at Yuan Wuxi, who was sleeping in the past and looked so ugly, and couldn't help but think of the wind and bamboo in Luotian Mountain, Shuangshan Lake, Fangwai Mountain, and Lion Rock...... , sleeping together, in contrast, Yuan Wuxi's unobtrusive and vulgar manners, especially Brother Feng, is really personable, gentle and elegant, and delicate.

Thinking about it, I actually became melancholy, worried that the heavy rain would not stop, and worried that after meeting, Brother Feng didn't like the way he was now.

Suddenly, Yuan Wuxi, who was on the side, turned over in his sleep, laughed loudly, and said, "It's grown, it's grown, it's really grown." ”

Chu Qing's thoughts were interrupted, and he was wondering in his heart, what did Yuan Wuxi dream of growing taller.

I only heard Yuan Wuxi turn over, stretch out his arms, and cheered: "Ah, it's really a hundred zhang high, ah, it's a lot of fruit." ”

When Chu Qing heard this, he already understood that Yuan Wuxi was planting the "Desert Orb" he gave him in his dream, and he couldn't imagine that a person at such an age was actually childlike, innocent and simple

In the world, it seems that only play is the only thing. But when I think about it, it's so simple, but it doesn't lose a lot of troubles and is at ease.

I was thinking about it, but I heard a "bang", and then Yuan Wuxi groaned "oops", Chu Qing looked over and found that it was he who was careless, turned over too much, and rolled off the altar.

Yuan Wuxi was dizzy by the fall, groped his way to get up, searched around for a long time, and muttered: "My desert orb, where is my desert orb?" stood on the ground and wandered for a long time, looked up and saw Chu Qing sitting upright on the altar, and then looked at the burning torch, then came back to his senses, patted his thigh, and said in disappointment: "Oops, it turned out to be a dream." ”

Seeing this, Chu Qing couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud.

Yuan Wuxi jumped back, squatted beside Chu Qing, and said pitifully: "I said little girl, after finishing the incident in the Wormhole Ridge, do you really accompany me to the Western Desert to find the orb?"

Chu Qing looked at Yuan Wuxi and said, "Don't talk about going to the Western Desert first, you can take me to the Silverfish Ridge first, you stop and go along the way, and from time to time make up some evil ways to shake me." ”

When Yuan Wuxi heard this, he frowned, pouted, and said falsely: "I said, little girl, I, Yuan Wuxi, have always been good at talking, and I will definitely take you to the Silverhole Ridge." ”

Chu Qing couldn't help but be happy when she saw that she had diverted the conversation, but she pretended to be serious and said, "Well, what you say is good, you can't count it until it really arrives." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't trust him so much, Yuan Wuxi seemed to be a little angry, and said: "Oh, there are people who don't believe what I say, okay, I, Yuan Wuxi, will make a bet with you, if you don't take you to the Silverhole Ridge, I will give you the head of the neck." ”

Chu Qing saw such a trivial matter, Yuan Wuxi was actually so serious, swearing, his mind was so naïve, he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, and then glanced at him and said, "Who is rare about your head, old and ugly." ”

When Yuan Wuxi heard this, he said angrily: "I don't mean to give you the head, but to cut it off." ”

Chu Qing acted as if she didn't understand, and continued: "I don't want to cut it off." ”

Yuan Wuxi saw that the other party didn't understand that he was just keeping his word when he said that cutting off his head, but he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know how to express it, so he walked back and forth in a hurry, and said as he walked: "I don't really want to give you the head." ”

When Chu Qing heard this, her lips flattened, she forced a smile, and said, "I know that you are not really cut." ”

After saying a word, Yuan Wuxi was so angry that he stomped his feet, squatted on the ground, held his head, and said sharply: "Oh, why are you so unreasonable." ”

Chu Qing chuckled lightly and said, "You will say that you will cut your own head, and you will not cut it for a while, who can know the truth of what you say." ”

When Yuan Wuxi heard this, he became even more anxious, but after thinking about it, he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply stopped talking, but turned his back angrily, angry and sulky, but he suddenly felt that he had something to ask Chu Qing, but after this bickering, he couldn't remember what it was, so he had to give up.

And at this moment, the dilapidated temple door was blown open by the wind, and the wind and rain outside blew in, cold

The wind struck, and even the torches on the altar shook several times and almost went out.

Chu Qing saw Yuan Wuxi squatting aside and only caring about his own anger, so he shook his head, jumped off the offering platform, stretched out his hand to close the door again, and glanced outside by the way, but when he saw the storm sweeping the sky, he was afraid that he would not be able to stop for a while.

Just as he turned around to come back, he accidentally saw that at some point, on the dark and damp ground on the left side of the altar, there was a person sitting!

I saw that the man was dressed in a strange costume, a dirty short coat that reached his knees, and he could not see the color clearly, and he wore a belt made of animal skins around his waist, which was clearly flashing with buttons, and he was wearing high leather boots on his feet, which were polished to a good degree, and his eagle nose and deep eyes did not look like ordinary people, and he sat on the ground tremblingly, muttering words that he did not understand, and his expression was dull and numb.

Chu Qing was startled and exhaled softly, attracting Yuan Wuxi to look back.

Yuan Wuxi looked at Chu Qing in a daze, and when he saw a person sitting there, he was really taken aback, thinking if this person was a ghost, a huge living person entered the house, and he didn't even notice it, so he also jumped down from the offering platform and came to Chu Qing's side.

However, after a closer look, this person was dressed in such a strange way, not like Middle-earth, why this person came here made him even more suspicious.

Yuan Wuxi observed the man for a moment, stepped forward, and asked tentatively, "Dare to ask, where is Daoyou?"

When the man saw Yuan Wuxi speak, he stopped talking in his mouth, looked up and looked, looked at it for a long time, opened his eyes, as if he was surprised, raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Wuxi: "Grunt" and said, obviously very annoyed, after speaking, he lowered his head again, still muttering to himself.

After observing for a while, Yuan Wuxi took a look, turned to Chu Qing and said, "I think I'm a crazy person, I got lost all the way and got lost." ”

When Chu Qing heard this, she was puzzled: "Crazy?"

Yuan Wuxi nodded and said, "How can a person who is not crazy talk so nonsense." ”

When Chu Qing heard that he was a crazy person, he was still suspicious in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at it twice, but for some reason, he always felt that the person was full of an indescribable evil aura, which made people very uncomfortable. He went around to the side, opened up a little distance, and then jumped on the offering platform again.

Yuan Wuxi looked at the man again, glanced at Chu Qing, and said in a loud voice: "It seems that he is really a crazy person, he came to avoid the rain, don't worry about him." After saying that, he jumped on the altar, but sat down facing the direction of the strange man, closed his eyes and pretended to snore.

Chu Qing also sat up and listened attentively for a while, except for the sound of wind and rain outside, the temple gradually quieted down, only the breathing of Yuan Wuxi and the strange man came and went, nothing unusual.

Then, the torch burned out, the temple fell into a pitch black, the ears listened to the wind and rain, the sound of the trees outside was like the roar of the waves, the sound became one, the rain swept the window lattice over and over again, "whoosh" sounded, hiding in this small temple that was quite stable, but there was a different taste.

There was no word all night, and when the sun was shining, the wind and rain stopped, and the slightest ray of light shone through the cracks in the trees and into the small temple, although it was not very bright, but it could also distinguish things.

Chu Qing yawned, twisted his body, looked at Yuan Wuxi, who was sleeping beside him, and jumped down from the offering platform, pushed open the door of the hall, and a breath of fresh air greeted him, refreshing and uncomfortable.

Chu Qing looked outside, turned his head to wake up Yuan Wuxi, and inadvertently remembered the strange man who entered the hall last night to take shelter from the rain, and when he looked at it, he was surprised, the place where the strange man was sitting had long disappeared, but he didn't know when he left.

Then Chu Qing woke up Yuan Wuxi, and the two talked about the strange man who sheltered from the rain, but after all, they didn't think about it, so they didn't pay attention to it, just because rushing to the Silverfish Ridge was the first thing, and the two of them found some mountain springs and ate some dry food before leaving the small temple and hitting the road again.

(End of chapter)