"Looking for us? Is it because you are close, we are so far apart, he smells it naturally, and you look around?"

Zhu Bajie pointed to all sides with disdain and said to Mo Chen.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are many stout ancient trees, and the gaps of the ancient trees are full of all kinds of wild flowers and weeds, and the fragrance of the drunken fairy Lingfu is mixed with the fragrance of these flowers and plants, which is not inconspicuous at all, but if it is not a precautionary measure, no one will notice.

The three of them all held their breath, allowing the aroma of the drunken fairy spirit to spread, and probably waited for the tea effort, and the leopard spirit who was meditating and cultivating there suddenly tilted his head and let out a sweet snoring sound, and he was already drunk by the aroma of the drunken fairy spirit talisman.

"Zhu Gongzi's means are clever, this drunken fairy Lingfu is really a strange flower. The Princess of All Saints looked at the little white flower with some envy and exclaimed.

"That's nature, this drunken fairy Lingfu is carefully cultivated by the Hundred Flowers Fairy, it is said that using it to make wine, you can make a good wine that Da Luo Jin Immortal will get drunk, and it is useless to expel it with mana. Zhu Bajie was like a peacock with the screen open, showing off.

As long as the immortals don't use mana to expel the wine gas, they will get drunk with the wine of mortals, and the wine gas that even Da Luo Jin Immortal can't bear is naturally a divine thing, at least it is the most suitable to use it to open a black shop or something. Therefore, Mo Chen also stared at the drunken fairy spirit with great interest.

Zhu Gongzi laughed, stretched out his hand and handed the strange flower to the princess of all saints, and he said: "People say that the sword is given to heroes, and the pink is given to beautiful women." Since the princess likes it, then give it to the princess. After that, he glared at Mo Chen a few times with a smug face, and the momentum made Mo Chen really want to give him a punch on his big face.

But the Princess of All Saints firmly grasped Mo Chen with one hand, signaled him not to move, and took the Drunken Immortal Lingfu with the other hand, and said, "Then thank you Zhu Gongzi." ”

As soon as he turned around, he took the strange flower with a smile and said to Mo Chen: "Little crow, look, this strange flower is ours." ”

"Collect it, Zhu Gongzi gave us the treasure of Bibotan, we still have to be grateful, we have time to come over in the future, we have to entertain well." Mo Chen grabbed Ao Qian's little hand and said to Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Gongzi suddenly felt a little regretful, what is the situation? He asked, "Didn't you say that this Mo Chen Gongzi is a friend of the princess? How can you be so close?"

"Let's be a friend for the time being, when we have a wedding, we will definitely send an invitation to Zhu Gongzi, and please appreciate it when the time comes." Mo Chen replied with a smile in his eyes.

Madan......

What is this? Meat buns and dogs have gone and never returned? I obviously want to please this great beauty, okay? You two actually set up a trick to deceive me?......

Zhu Gangguan's brain was very messy, he suddenly didn't want to go up the mountain, the smile of the husband and wife was full of treachery in his eyes, the drunken fairy Lingfu was only flickered from the Hundred Flowers Fairy, and it was gone if he didn't say it......

"Let's hurry up, don't wait for him to wake up. Princess Wansheng looked at Zhu Gongzijun's face twitching slightly, and her eyes were dull, and she couldn't help but remind.

"Okay, go up, go up. Zhu Gongzi came to his senses and reluctantly pulled out a smile and said.

After all, Marshal Tianpeng, the righteous god in the sky, is high and powerful, although he is lustful, he will never pick some married women, such as Chang'e, Gao Yulan and the test of the three Bodhisattvas, they are all unmarried girls.

The three of them walked towards the top of the mountain road again, and when they passed by the leopard spirit, they saw the leopard spirit with a smile on his face and a peaceful expression, and he didn't know what good things he had dreamed of.

There was nothing to say all the way, or Zhu Bajie didn't want to speak, so he changed his previous enthusiasm for the Princess of All Saints, and walked silently.

This time it was very smooth, there was no one in front of me, but I walked halfway up the mountain, and the clouds and fog were getting heavier, and I couldn't see the road ahead.

"That's?"

Mo Chen, who was rushing forward, suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a heavy sense of exhaustion hit him, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and fell into the boundless darkness.

It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It was as if someone had slashed himself with a knife, and his skull was about to burst.

"Master Wu, Master Wu, I'm here to bring you breakfast. A childish voice entered his ears.

Mo Chen opened his eyes, it was the wooden roof of a temple, surrounded by some modern electrical appliances, where is this?

"Uh......"

The sharp pain on his forehead made him moan softly, covering his forehead, and in his hand was a layer of gauze, and the sharp pain came from the place in the center of his eyebrows, as if there was a wound.

"Master Wu, Master Wu ......" The immature voice came from outside the room again.

"Come in. Mo Chen replied with a painful face.

'Squeak' opened the door, and then there was a sound of light footsteps, it was a little Taoist boy wearing a Taoist robe, holding a plate in his hand, on which were some porridge, pickles, eggs and other things, he saw Mo Chen covering his forehead, so he said with concern: "Master Wu, the wound on your forehead has just formed a scar, it's better not to move." ”

"Hurt, what injuries did I suffer?" Mo Chen endured his headache, only to feel that his mind was blank, and he had no memory of injury at all.

"Master Wu, you forgot, last night you were drunk and hit the big bronze bell on the bell tower, and a lot of blood was shed at that time, fortunately, Master's medical skills are excellent, otherwise, I am afraid that you will bleed ......to death on the spot," the little Taoist boy said.

Taoist temples, bronze bells, bells?

This is......

Mo Chen faintly had the impression that it was before he crossed over, he failed to start a business, owed a large amount of debt, his parents died early and no one complained, relatives and friends avoided him like flies, but fortunately, he was familiar with the master of this Qingfeng Temple, Ming Dingdao, so he had a place to live.

But didn't I cross into a crow, how did I come back?

Mo Chen looked out the window in a daze, at this time the sky was just dawning, the people on the mountain got up early, and there were some voices in the Taoist temple, which seemed to be the sound of chanting. And the mana in his body and Nan Ming's separation from the fire disappeared, as if they had never existed.

It turned out to be a dream......

But it's so good in my dream, I can go to heaven and earth, practice magic by myself, and marry a great beauty who captivates the city and the country, it's really beautiful.

Thinking that these were all bubbles, he couldn't help but sigh faintly, he really didn't want to wake up.

"Donor, the Lord has commanded, although you bleed a lot yesterday, it is not a big problem, but the diet should be lighter, otherwise it will not be good for the wound to heal. The boy instructed, put the breakfast in his hand on the coffee table beside him, and took his leave.

The room was quiet again, and only the sound of chanting from outside kept coming in.

Since it's a dream, don't be nostalgic, Mo Chen turned over and got out of bed, secretly cheering himself up, he was already a person who had died once, what else was there to be afraid of?

Some debts are just a man, how can a manly husband talk about life and death lightly?