"Childe, the slave and maid are dull, and there is still one thing that I can't figure out. Qiuli sat down on the roof, and asked with his hands on his pink cheeks.

The boy in the plain robe also sat down beside the purple clothes, and said humorously: "Is there anything else you can't figure out in the autumn?"

Qiu Li Hao Yan smiled, and said with a soothing expression: "I thought that Gongzi, you asked the slave maid to secretly give the whereabouts of the Ice Soul and the news of Dou Changan's reappearance to Vientiane Temple, so that Vientiane Temple could take this opportunity to take away the Ice Soul, but Zhou Muyun's behavior was unreasonable, and after stealing the Ice Soul, he actually reported his home, why is this?"

Long Haotian quietly stared at Qiuli's side face, neither nodding nor shaking his head, the corners of his mouth gently raised.

Qiuli bamboo tube poured soybeans: "Although Dou Changan and Vientiane Temple have an extraordinary relationship, of course to help Vientiane View to take the ice soul into the bag, but now it seems that Dou Changan is unwilling to do this good thing of pushing the boat down the river, and the eyes of Vientiane Temple do not seem to be on the ice soul, and it was only later that the slave faintly guessed the Ni Duan in it, it turned out that Vientiane Temple asked Zhou Muyun to go to get the ice soul was just a pretense, in fact, the drunkard's intention was not to drink, the real purpose was to use the friendship between Dou Changan and Bai Yun, and invite Dou Changan to Vientiane Mountain. ”

Long Haotian's eyes were as bright as stars, listening carefully to the purple-clothed maid's scrutiny, she was usually not good at words, but she liked to speak in chapters, about these days under her own guidance, the old problem of abusing words has improved a lot.

"The love between Dou Changan and Vientiane is all because of that strange woman, but after more than 20 years, it is difficult to say whether this love is worth much. Qiu Li didn't notice that Long Haotian had been watching her side face, and continued to tell the story: "On top of the Qingcang Palace, Dou Changan doesn't sell the face of the Vientiane View Palm Sect at all, and the words are-for-tat, presumably with Dou Changan's unsympathetic temperament, most of them are throwing this friendship out of the clouds, so isn't it asking Dou Changan to go up the mountain?" Although Dou Changan fell out of the realm of the Flood Desolate Sword God, but the emaciated camel is always bigger than the horse, except for the Xishu Sword Demon Sword Baitang, who in the world dares to call himself the sword god in front of Dou Changan, maybe he will really poke a hole in Vientiane Mountain when he is angry. ”

"Qiu Li, you guessed half right. The mountain wind was trembling, Long Haotian put the mink cloak on the purple clothes, rubbed his head and said, "But I guessed half wrong."

"He's the most affectionate person in the world, otherwise he wouldn't have missed her. Long Haotian and Qiu Li glanced at each other, and said with a calm smile: "He was once the sword god who looked down on the world. ”

Ziyi was dumbfounded, she really didn't have much affection for the middle-aged man who spoke freely, but seeing that the plain robe boy praised it so well and it was difficult to refute, the two willow eyebrows raised slightly.

The stinkered boy shook his head with a warm smile, obviously catching the purple cloth's tiny and almost unrevealing look: "I know that you don't have a good impression of Senior Dou, and I think he is open-mouthed and thick-skinned, but think about it, when you once overlooked the entire rivers and lakes from the top of the peak, would you still pay attention to these unobtrusive details?"

Ziyi nodded slightly perfunctorily and replied, Rao is plain robe boy made a big circle for Dou Changan, but she still didn't have a good impression of Dou Changan.

Long Haotian put his hands in his sleeves and smiled: "Dou's predecessor is uninhibited,

has no heart and lungs, because he has been lonely on the top of the rivers and lakes for too long. ”

After that, he muttered to himself: "How high is this mountain, how deep is this sea, and at that moment there is only indescribable loneliness in his heart?"

Ziyi curled his mouth, full of vinegar, and gently agreed.

Long Haotian only thought it was funny, and he didn't want to dismantle this young woman with thin skin like cicada wings, moved his buttocks, deliberately approached the purple clothes, and gently flicked her nose.

Ziyi didn't want to get involved in Dou Changan's personal topic, and returned to the topic: "Then why did Vientiane Temple invite Dou Changan to go up the mountain?"

The plain-robed boy looked at the buildings of Vientiane Temple from afar, and his slender fingers swam to the waist of the purple cloth like a small snake: "They asked Senior Dou for a favor." ”

Ziyi's face was surprised: "Help?"

"Da Wuwei is a floating decision," Long Haotian said quietly.

The purple-clothed eyes narrowed slightly, and the small mouth repeated one by one: "What is the big thing?"

"Although the Vientiane Temple has our Zhao family behind the point, but the nine-story platform, starting from the tired soil, Vientiane View turned into a butterfly overnight, after all, the foundation is unstable, the second name in the world sounds infinite, but it is just a false title that can not withstand the wind and rain, and the talent is still out of reach compared with the rich Jixia Mountain. Long Haotian said lightly.

"Today's Vientiane View, the outside and the inside are enough, but if you want to pull the behemoth of Jixia off the altar, it's not impossible, it's just a little more difficult than ascending to the sky. Long Haotian and Ziyi glanced at each other and quipped.

Long Haotian narrowed his gaze and said slowly: "Unless you let Da Wuwei see the light of day again." ”

Out of the poetic garden, the white clouds go down the mountain along the winding path, the place where the garden is located is some distance from the Qingcang Palace, the mountains and forests on both sides of the trail under the moonlight are quiet, the white clouds speed up the pace, by the moonlight can vaguely see the clouds and mist shrouded in the middle of the mountainside, the mountain wind passes, the forest sea wind surges, the sound of the waves is endless, adding a bit of seclusion to the whole Vientiane Mountain.

Approaching the mountainside, Bai Yun involuntarily lightened his steps, in the Taoist temple built in the sea of clouds on the mountainside, there are three Jiazi years old Vientiane Temple Heavenly Master, who practiced a Jiazi year, the strength of the Tao is naturally unfathomable, the so-called eating a trench and growing a wisdom, the heart of defense is indispensable, after suffering a big loss on the boat, Bai Yun has a deep experience, fortunately it is just a false alarm, the ice soul is lost and lost, as the old heavenly master on Vientiane Mountain, the news of the ice soul must not be able to escape their eyes, the three heavenly masters will not move their minds is really hard to say。

The moonlight is silver and soft, the clouds and mist are misty, like there are countless fluorescent dust slowly floating, as if in the void, Bai Yun wrapped the cloth and walked carefully to the dilapidated Taoist temple, the soles of the feet did not dare to toss a trace of sound, the archway standing high collapsed half, the remaining half of the seat is still bitter against the wind and frost, the moonlight passes through the collapsed archway, and a half-zhang long and wide yin and yang fish pattern is reflected on the ground, it turns out that this archway has a hole in the sky, Baiyun looked up and looked at it as if it was crumbling, in fact, it is as stable as a mountain of the archway, and took steps towards the Taoist temple.

Passing through the archway, Baiyun was surprised to find that the memorial arch inside and outside is actually two worlds, the clouds and mist linger outside the memorial arch, the memorial arch has no clouds and no dust after walking through the memorial arch, the collapsed memorial arch separates these clouds and mist all outside the door, and the fog is like a thick fog wall surrounded by a Taoist temple within a radius of ten zhang

The surroundings are surprisingly quiet, full of flowers and grass, somehow, this dilapidated Taoist temple is completely different from what you see during the day, when you go up the mountain during the day, this Taoist temple is dilapidated, like a ruin that has been abandoned for a long time, and now it looks like it is only in disrepair, the vermilion wall is faded, the tiles are peeling, and it is just a little cold, and it is still a small Taoist temple with all kinds of organs.

Bai Yun also found that there was a flickering candlelight in the Taoist temple, so he bypassed the flowers and green grass everywhere, approached the Taoist temple along a stone-paved path, in front of him was a simple wooden door with carved patterns, through the gap in the door can see the candlelight swaying, Bai Yun couldn't help but speculate, could it be that there is another Taoist sect on Vientiane Mountain?

A wooden plaque hangs at the head, and the wall tile is as faded as it is extremely difficult to distinguish, but the font attracts the attention of Bai Yun, the moonlight is sprinkled, Bai Yun reads the words on the plaque by the soft light, his heart is shocked, and the plaque is engraved with three big characters of Vientiane View.

There are two Vientiane temples on Vientiane Mountain?

Bai Yun hesitated for a moment or decided to take a step, the simple wooden door was not fastened, it could be pushed open gently, the Taoist temple was not big, it was smaller than the Fengxiu Jingtang that took off, but it was not as old as the appearance of the Taoist temple, but it could only be regarded as simple, a wall facing the door was enshrined with the portrait of the Taoist Sanqing, and a dark wooden table was placed at the bottom, only the burned incense root was left on the incense burner, the afterglow was lingering, and there were three futons on the ground, probably because of the disrepair, the door was obviously closed, but Bai Yun could feel the slightest mountain wind blowing into the Taoist temple, and the two candles placed on the wooden table also jumped and swayed。

Whether it is the dark wooden table under the Taoist Sanqing, or the old cracked blue brick floor, it is spotless, as if someone will carefully clean it every day, Baiyun wandered in front of the Sanqing portrait for a while, and did not see the figures of the three old heavenly masters, and walked into the inner courtyard of this old Taoist temple from the arch on one side.

There was a room in the courtyard lit by candlelight, and Bai Yun cautiously approached the old room.

A familiar voice came from inside the room: "All the Heavenly Masters and Laborers mobilized everyone to invite Chang'an to go up the mountain, I don't know what happened?"

"Senior Dou?" Although he expected it, Bai Yun was still taken aback.

Bai Yun leaned against the wall, and he didn't dare to come out, with the skills of Dou Changan and the three old heavenly masters, listening to the sound and knowing the hands of people could be easily discovered.

An old and hoarse voice smiled: "I haven't seen you for twenty years, I want to see you." ”

"It's good that it's twenty years, not two hundred years, otherwise when these old bones of ours are turned into loess, you won't be able to see them if you want to. ”

"Hahaha, don't ridicule him if you haven't seen you for twenty years. ”

Bai Yun clearly heard three old voices with different timbres, and secretly said in his heart: "Could it be those three old heavenly masters?"

Bai Yun wanted to explore the house, stood up straight and crouched by the window, but Dou Changan's dry cough sounded in the room, and Bai Yun tensed up and didn't dare to move for half a minute.

"If you really want to see me, you can ask someone to bring a letter, and Dou Chang'an will come to the ends of the earth. Dou Changan said in a calm tone.

Bai Yun couldn't believe his ears, no one in his eyes was arrogant Dou Chang'an, and he was so respectful to the three old heavenly masters, it seems that there is really an unclear relationship between Dou Chang'an and Vientiane Temple.