"Demons and evil ways are pretending to be merciful, do we want to be grateful to them!" The man still wanted to argue, but then someone next to him pulled his sleeve and kept silent. The old man in Tsing Yi swept his gaze over everyone with disdain, and sneered silently.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old gray-clothed Taoist came out of the shadows, walked to the side of the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, and whispered a few words to him.

After listening to the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, he poured a few sips of liquor fiercely, glanced at everyone, and there was undisguised sarcasm in his voice: "Tianju Zixi is the head of the first major sect of the righteous path, and he will uphold justice for Fang Yuemen, who is not innocent and suffers slander." But in the case that the truth is not clear, listening to the words of Feixian Ju, not only announced that Fang Yuemen colluded with the Demon Sect, but also occupied the territory of Fang Yuemen, what is it if it is not shit?

"What did you say?" someone roared into rage.

"Huh?" Lao Dao glanced at the man casually.

The person who spoke was so imposing that he didn't dare to say anything more.

The old man in Tsing Yi shook his head disdainfully, and with the support of the gray-clothed Taoist boy, he staggered out of the inn despite the wind and rain outside.

Inside the inn, there were a few cold snorts, and a few sighs, but soon they were all replaced by laughter and scolding, and the matter was just a small episode.

And in the corner of the inn by the window sat two figures, the lights dim, and they couldn't see clearly.

One of them raised his head and whispered, "It's raining, it's time to go out for a walk." ”

He got up and walked away from the table, while the other pouted, glanced angrily at the speaker, and reluctantly followed.

At this time, the people in the inn seemed to notice the existence of these two people in the inn, but after a while, they all froze on the spot as if they had lost their souls—there was a woman among the two, and they had never seen such a stunning woman.

However, when they came to their senses, the two had long since disappeared into the black night rain, leaving only all the speculation and discussion of the people. Some people say that this woman is a fairy, and some people say that she is a mountain spirit ghost, but those present may never forget that peerless figure for the rest of their lives.

The night rain was miserable, and there was a chill on his body, Jiuyin frowned and held up his umbrella, looking at Xiao Mo standing in the rain from a distance.

The slightly thin man in front of her made her inexplicably a little curious, what was this man clinging to, and he was willing to give up his three souls.

"It seems that there are a lot of stories!"

Jiuyin has never liked rainy days, so even if she vaguely felt that Xiao Mo was not in a very good mood at the moment, after waiting for a while, she became a little impatient: "Hey, Xiao Mo, those two are going to go away." ”

"Let's go!" Xiao Mo responded.

When Jiuyin heard this, his face improved a little, nodded and kept up with Xiao Mo's footsteps.

Soon after, the two finally caught up with the old man in Tsing Yi and the boy in gray on a low slope.

At this moment, the old man in Tsing Yi was lying on a boulder next to the low slope, sleeping soundly, while the gray-clothed and gray-clothed Taoist boy stood quietly aside, without any anxiety or impatience.

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have been drunk because he had drunk too much, and the gray-clothed Taoist boy did not wake up the old man because of the arrival of the two.

Jiuyin was waiting impatiently on the side, and his brows gradually twisted.

Xiao Mo sighed lightly, whispered to Jiuyin, and said, "You can find a place to rest first, you should have your own way to find me." ”

Jiuyin looked at Xiao Mo in surprise and said, "You're not afraid that I won't go back!"

Xiao Mo didn't look at her either, only replied coldly: "Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will arrest you back!"

"Oh! yes!" Jiuyin was noncommittal, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker, but he had no intention of leaving.

After a few days, I don't know if it was because he knew Xiao Mo's temperament, Jiuyin not only stopped teasing him with "Lonely King" and "Er", but even his cold words were rarely angry.

Seeing this, Xiao Mo no longer paid attention to Jiuyin, and the two of them waited for most of the hour before the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly burped and stretched his waist to sit up.

As soon as the old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes, he saw two people standing in front of him, and immediately shrank back in surprise and said, "What, what kind of person!"

Xiao Mo arched his hand and said: "Dao Chief, don't panic, there is no malice in the bottom." ”

But the old Dao in Tsing Yi was obviously a little suspicious of his words, looked left and right, and saw that the gray-clothed Dao Tong was still standing beside him casually, and he felt a little relieved, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you won't be from the Tianjumen who came to trouble me, right?"

"I can tell you, I walk the world in Tsing Yi, but I don't just rely on a mouth!" After speaking, he really gestured to find something in his arms.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a person from Tianjumen. I heard the words of the Taoist chief in the inn, and I came to thank the Taoist chief. ”

Tsing Yi glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and said vigilantly: "Thank you, since this is the case, you have expressed your gratitude, and the Taoist chief also knows, so I won't keep it much." ”

Xiao Mo was slightly stunned, he could only put the words that came to his lips, put them back, and turned around and retreated after making a gesture again.

Jiuyin seemed to be very dissatisfied, but seeing that Xiao Mo had turned to leave, his mind turned sharply, and the fingers shrunk in his sleeves flicked imperceptibly, then smiled, turned around and followed Xiao Mo.

Not long after the two of them left, Tsing Yi's face immediately changed, and he scolded the gray-clothed Taoist boy next to him: "You dead girl, why didn't you wake up my old man earlier!"

It turned out that the gray-clothed Taoist boy was dressed as a man, but in fact he was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, no wonder he looked so delicate and lovely.

The girl didn't seem to be afraid of him, and pretended to shake her head and said: "Uncle, didn't you teach me to be calm at all times, no matter how urgent and dangerous it is, you must have the bearing that Mount Tai will not change in front of you!"

Tsing Yi was speechless for a while, but after a while, he said angrily: "Okay! You can still quibble! Those two people just now are the masters who eat people and don't spit out bones, so wouldn't it be in vain to annoy others and my two little lives." Also, don't keep 'uncle' and call 'master', you have to make a habit so that you don't make mistakes when it's critical. ”

The girl stuck out her tongue, turned her head to look in the direction of the two, and said strangely: "Don't spit out bones when eating people?"

Tsing Yi nodded solemnly, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was safer to leave here first, so he said a few words, immediately rolled up his trousers, and hurriedly walked to another path behind the low slope.

At this time, the girl was really curious, and asked, "Master, those two people are really that terrible! I don't think they look like bad people!"

Tsing Yi walked away panting, and at the same time pointed to his eyes with palpitations and said: "The old man has walked the world and knows countless people, how can you compare to this little girl! The man was dead, and his body was cold when he got closer, and at a glance, he knew that he was a person in the Demon Dao who practiced with the Yin Qi of the dead. That woman is absolutely beautiful and charming, and the old husband has only seen it in her life, and she is definitely not a good stubble. You yellow-haired girl, what can you understand!"

The girl was obviously very disdainful, and said in her heart: "On weekdays, I say that I can't hold my breath and have no bearing, but today I really encountered something much worse than me!"

But the girl also knew that Tsing Yi knew people very accurately, and she was also a little afraid, patted her chest, and said, "Uncle, where are we going!"

"Where are you going? You wipe the saliva off your mouth first? How many years have I seen beautiful men and women drooling and still can't change my habit!"

The girl said "oh", wiped the corners of her mouth casually, and couldn't help but turn around to look at the road when she came, her face was still a little reluctant, and he said: "That sister just now is really beautiful, it's all to blame Uncle for making a fuss, otherwise you can take a few more looks." ”

Tsing Yi's face darkened, and he couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, and sighed: "The family is unfortunate." ”

"If you don't change this, you will ...... sooner or later" Tsing Yi also wanted to teach the girl two more lessons.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my calf, and with an "ah" sound, I fell to my knees on the muddy ground.

"Oops! It's killing the old man!" Although he couldn't see what was wrong with his calf, he felt a big bag bulge when he touched it, and Tsing Yi couldn't help but scream in pain.

At this moment, the corners of Jiuyin's mouth, who was following Xiao Mo, lifted slightly, and he said to himself: "It's almost time! The little old man dared to let the Lone King wait for so long!"

Thinking that the old man in Tsing Yi must have fallen to the ground with his calves in his arms and screaming miserably at this moment, Jiuyin couldn't help but snicker.

It wasn't until Xiao Mo also turned her head to look at her with some curiosity that she stopped smiling and meditated, but it didn't take long for her to laugh out loud.

The two walked another distance like this, and Xiao Mo stopped at an intersection.

Jiuyin followed Xiao Mo's gaze and looked up, only to see a dark mountain range at the end, which could not be seen clearly.

"That's Fang Yueling, right?" Jiu Yin smiled, pointing to the dark mountain range.

"yes, I haven't been back for seven years......"