Late at night.

In the first-class room of Yuelai Liquor Store, a young man in a green shirt, hosta hairpin, leaning on the chair of the Pear Flower Taishi, holding a copy of "So Many Delicate Rivers and Mountains" in his hand to read with relish, occasionally smiling, only to see his eyes clear, the corners of his eyebrows slightly raised, if he does not smile, it is as cold as frost, and when he laughs, it is like a cup of tea, refreshing!

There really is - the stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

"Squeak", the door opened, and a middle-aged man in black with a medium-sized figure and a Chinese face stepped into the room, buckled the door, and walked next to the handsome young man.

"Young master, I heard that after we went down the mountain, the third Ding went to the head of the house to complain again. The middle-aged man bent down, a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, the old man won't do anything to me!" The young man didn't raise his head and flipped through the book by himself.

"When he was leaving, wasn't Ding Laosan good, he was timid and afraid of things by nature, and it was estimated that it was Young Master Wu who was making trouble behind his back. The middle-aged man frowned, and his mind was delicate.

When the handsome young man heard this, his face turned gloomy, the cold glint in his eyes swept away, and he said coldly: "Instead of chattering behind your back, it is better to draw a knife head-on." ”

"Young Master, there is one more thing. The middle-aged man was walking on thin ice, and he didn't dare to come out, "The master has not been seen for two days, and there is no trace." ”

After only a few days of coming to Jiangzhou, the young master's treasure was gone, and the middle-aged man bowed humbly and lowered his head.

"This little brute, if you are disobedient, go and catch it and stew it!" Closing the book in his hand, the young man was not in a hurry, and his speech was stumbling, which was clearly a stammer.

The middle-aged man has long been accustomed to him, sometimes fluently, sometimes intermittently speaking.

"Master, it has also lived in Yangtian Mountain Wuji Pool for a long time, since I have not seen living water since I went up the mountain with you, I guess I came to Jiangzhou to hear the sound of the Jiuqu River, go and drink a sip of living water. The middle-aged man speculated without thinking, thinking that he had the ability to guard this spirit turtle all the time, animals and humans were different, and he didn't listen to the call, and secretly cursed in his heart "livestock", the key is that this animal is still psychic!

"The big waves are surging, and the little turtle has to wade through the river? The grasshopper shakes the big tree, and it can't do its own strength! If it is slapped away by a fierce son of the empty turbid waves, won't it be necessary to go to the East China Sea to find it? The young man was angry for a while, but instead of stammering, it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and it was difficult to contain it.

This young master is none other than Zhu Chongjiu, a disciple of the Ziyin real person of the Que Palace that day, who has the intention of ascending to the top of the Nine Heavens. This son is amazing and gorgeous, there is no improvement in the first three years, the fourth year will step into the same light, and there is no growth in another five years, and the next year is to break through the double peak of the transformation realm, and the cultivation is fast and there are no two people in the world, unparalleled in the world, so Ziyin Zhenren smiled and loved it.

But strange people have their own differences, this Zhu Chongjiu also has a special hobby, if you listen to the music to tease the birds, go to the room to reveal the interest of the tile, don't like the strange lewd skills, live picture spring palace and the like, it is really the fulfillment of the sentence that gold is not enough, no one is perfect, the Ziyin real person is so angry that he jumps to his feet, the elders of the precept hall have high hopes for it, but it is like this, hating iron is not steel, and the boards that have been hit can be counted as innumerable, and there is a feeling of hitting him and hurting in his body.

The middle-aged man is naturally Zhu Chongjiu's slave, named Yang Zhilian, although he is in Tianque Palace, he has no spiritual roots and has never learned the exercises of ascension, only some branches and leaves of martial arts, he is clever and flexible, and he is deeply reused by Zhu Chongjiu, and occasionally passes on some Tianque Palace exercises with him, which is very useful, and he is also loyal to his master.

"When you meet a bad man, it's best to give him a good meal to eat. Zhu Chongjiu's eyebrows were frowned, his anger was unsettled, and he was angry.

"This thing is a god, ordinary people who practice the Tao, it is difficult to restrain it, I have the art of driving away things and controlling the spirit to find it, drive it back, young master rest assured, the young master will not be lost." Yang Zhihuan was worried, if he was caught by a master, he would also be beaten by a meat bun and a dog - if there is no return, it is difficult to say.

"The thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, change Ming'er, buy a pigeon and stew it together. Zhu Chongjiu was relieved to hear that he could get it back, got up and walked to the coffee table, and rushed a pot of 'Jianhe Fengwei', which is the bud of the phoenix bamboo tea in March.

"By the way, how's the business going?"

"Everything is going according to plan, and there will be a letter in a moment. Yang Zhihuan replied.

"Although my second senior brother's cultivation is mediocre, this is a good skill, but that day you and I saw how there is aura in that ordinary mountain pass, what is the peculiar vein, it is to take the movement and the middle is yin and yang**. What kind of bullshit aura?" Zhu Chongjiu smacked his lips and took a sip, the aroma of the sword river phoenix tail was compelling, and he raised his eyes to look at Yang Zhilian, who was respectful.

"It can't be said that the stagnation of spiritual energy is also caused by the creation of heaven and earth. Yang Zhilian reported truthfully, and his mind moved slightly: "Those who cultivate the truth will get twice the result with half the effort when they get the aura of heaven and earth, and it will be beneficial to help cultivate. This Jiangzhou is also unique, there are not many in Shenzhou that are very comparable to Jiangzhou, full of aura, and the great pole gate and the boundless sea of Dao are also good proof. ”

"Although this great pole gate has not declined in a day, I am afraid that it is also the end of the strong crossbow. Ziyin Zhenren is the one who cultivates the true bull's ears in the world!" Yang Zhilian's face was pleasant, and then he was eloquent.

"Hundreds of foot insects die but do not stiffen, although the background exists, the gold and jade are rotten outside. For Tianque Palace, it only needs to wait for one more opportunity to reach the peak of cultivation. I'm afraid that my master will have to survive some years, and the last time Lingyi caused disaster in Kyushu, so that the Great Pole Gate and the Great Buddha Temple each lost a master of enlightenment. When Zhu Chongjiu said that his thoughts became clearer and clearer, he didn't stutter much.

"Next time, I'm afraid it's the younger generations of the Great Buddha Temple of the Great Pole Gate, but it will be wiped out. Just then, I heard a knock at the door.

Yang Zhilian walked to the door, opened slightly, a roe deer, with a smile on his face, and a scarred face in a blue plain robe entered the house, the scar was just under the left eye, looking at the seepage, the scarred face pretended to gasp for breath: "Young master, there is news!"

"I went from the mass grave in that school village, all the way to the grave, rushed all the way, rushed back, and came back ......" Scarface's breath was out of breath, and he couldn't breathe.

"What?" Zhu Chongjiu hesitated, thinking about it: "I'm afraid something is wrong." ”

"Nope. Scarface smelled the fragrance of tea, his eyes rolled, his face was shy, and he said tentatively: "Young master, give a cup of tea and drink it, and even your breath first." ”

"Little Puppy Wang, you have talked to Young Master Ben about the conditions!!" Zhu Chongjiu raised his eyebrows angrily, he didn't give people a board to eat on weekdays, but this scar Wang puppy was the most observant of words and feelings, saw the wind and steered, and did things neatly, which was also valued by Zhu Chongjiu.

"Don't grind. Yang Zhilian saw him grinding and impatient.

"There is a huge burial chamber hidden under the mouth of the Mass Grave Hill!" The king puppy was also an alert person, and when he saw that the master gave him the steps, he went down.

"It seems that this underground is not an ordinary person's tomb, so I will enter the tomb tomorrow night and find out. Hearing the news, Zhu Chongjiu returned to the Taishi chair and sat down, swaying, he has always been very keen on this kind of challenging thing.

"This matter is strange, there is no grave where we shoveled, where was this tomb built?" Yang Zhihuan was even more shocked, could it be that he had the ability to steal the sky and change the day.

"How can there be such a fuss, didn't the second senior brother say that it is a feng shui treasure land where spiritual energy gathers? I told them to be careful, and we will leave for Xuetang Village tomorrow. Zhu Chongjiu sat on the Taishi chair with his back straight, calculating tomorrow's affairs: "Rest early, you two retreat." ”

"What's wrong with the master?" Yang Zhihuan asked timidly.

"You're still verbose, hurry up and call me back!"

After hearing this, Yang Zhilian hurriedly retreated.

......

On the second day, inside the Gao Peng Wine Shop

"Ah!" exclaimed, who was Cheng Zijin, who disturbed Lu Xunyuan, who was still nostalgic for yesterday's beauty in his dreams, fell to the foot of the bed, sleepy-eyed.

Lu Xunyuan and Ma Qianli, who lived next door, were shocked, could it be that the evil demon came to find fault last night, and hurriedly pushed the door in: "What's the matter?"

"The baby turtle that I adopted yesterday is gone!"

"If you can't take it with you, you have to take it. When Lu Xunyuan heard this, he hurriedly slapped with his hand, tossing and turning in a dream of the beauty he saw last night, where did he sleep well, listening to his sister making such a fuss, he felt unreasonable, stretched his waist, and wanted to go back to the room to sleep again: "That kind of psychic artifact, how can you surrender, it was not yours in the first place, there is no pity!

"What did you say?" Looking at the lonely Yixuan and listening to the senior brother say these annoying words, Cheng Zijin was in an extremely bad mood.

Speaking of which, the psychic Yi Xuan screamed "cooing", which can be regarded as a grievance for the master. Cheng Zijin took the little guy in his arms: "You are still the most hurtful." ”

Cheng Zijin rolled his senior brother's eyes: "White-eyed wolf! ”

"Okay, senior brother is wrong, next time I will arrest a more bullish and more humane little guy to atone for your sins. Lu Xunyuan heard that his junior sister was dissatisfied, and hurriedly apologized to Cheng Zijin.

Cheng Zijin, who got up early, shouted, so noisy that Lu Xunyuan and Ma Qianli couldn't live in peace for a moment, especially that Ma Qianli, after last night's incident, he couldn't sleep well, worried that the enemy would attack again, and in the middle of the night he heard that Yi Xuan seemed to have lost his soul, cooing and screaming, where can I sleep, I finally stayed until dawn to sleep peacefully, how did I think it was like this again.

"In the middle of the night last night, you screamed, probably reminding you. Ma Qianli, who looked dazed, heard Yi's cooing voice, and realized that it was this guy who called in the middle of the night last night.

Ma Qianli was so sleepy that he could sleep standing up, his two eyelids were fighting again, and he yawned again and again: "But there was another voice last night, and the hissing was the little turtle you said." ”

"Forget it, maybe the little turtle went to bathe in the Jiuqu River and was swept away to the East China Sea by the monstrous waves, or maybe. Lu Xunyuan looked at the angry sister, half coaxed and half deceived, and came to perfunctory her.

"You have no conscience!" Cheng Zijin angrily turned around and went back to the room.

After the morning's incident, Cheng Zijin was in a displeased, and Lu Xunyuan said that he would coax this little girl downstairs at noon, and after lunch, he left Jiangzhou and prepared to go to the mass grave in Naxuetang Village.

Along the way, Lu Xunyuan was attentive and bought delicious food to please this little girl, and it didn't take long for him to worry about it.

A woman's temper comes and goes quickly, like a gust of wind.

It was only at dusk that he came to the school village, found a hidden place to hide, observed the surrounding terrain, and took the opportunity to find the traces of the evil man.

Lu Xunyuan and his party felt that the village was strange and gloomy, and secretly found traces, followed the big man and others, and in the evening, they entered a secret passage, and then entered a tomb.

This latent tracking can make Cheng Zijinle bloom, when there is such excitement, the hidden cats and cats in childhood are not so enjoyable, the heart is pounding, but it makes people feel more fun.

And Lu Xunyuan and Ma Qianli on the side felt that this matter was not simple, they were afraid that there was some ulterior conspiracy plan, worried that something big would happen, and the two looked at each other from time to time, whispering in secret repeatedly.