The breeze is gentle, all the way to the west. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was still a sunny day, and at this time there were a few more clouds, adding a touch of painting.

The white clouds are light and fluttering, originally unrestrained, but there is a breeze eccentric.

The wind sounded, chasing a cloud alone, causing it to change its shape and castration rapidly.

There was a drunken man lying in the clouds.

Sloppy, the white robe was soaked in stinky sweat and some yellowed, and burned to half.

He lay comfortably, bent his arm as a pillow with his right hand, and holding a gourd in his left hand.

There is a song in his mouth, his legs folded, and his toes go up and down, beating the beat of the song he is singing.

This self-satisfaction is like heaven and earth, and he is the only one.

Xingyun's castration was a little weaker, so the drunk man took out the white feather fan that was pressing under him, waved it casually, and then made the wind blow, driving the white clouds steadily and quickly.

The dragon chariot and phoenix of the mortal emperor's family are afraid that they can't compare to the comfort and pleasure of this white cloud.

In addition to the drunks lying in the clouds, there are also black-clothed young men standing with their hands in their hands.

The face is grim, standing among the clouds.

But he still thinks that the clouds are too small to avoid the drunkard's fishy smell.

The wind broke the sleeves of the shirt, and the black robe was fierce. The young man looked down and saw that he had crossed countless mountains and mountains, and in less than half a cup of tea, the two of them had gone west for hundreds of miles.

Looking back at the side, he asked the drunk coldly: "The East China Sea Feather Demon, have you moved to the west?"

After receiving his question, the drunk man stopped his mouth in a small tone, turned over and sat up cross-legged, wiped the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and looked puzzled: "When did you move?

Knowing that the drunk man was pretending to be crazy and stupid, the young man was too lazy to entangle with him, and then asked: "Since the demon is in the East China Sea, why did you drag me west?"

"Oh-" After the drunk man heard this, he was immediately relieved, and he lay down in a comfortable position again, and replied seriously: "The Chinese frontier in the northwest has fertile pastures with water and grass, and sheep and cattle are strong. The common people used to cut the fat mutton into pieces the size of a child's fist, thread them on skewers with iron skewers, use cow dung as fuel, roast them over a hot fire, and add Persian pepper with ......" At this point, saliva was already pouring out. The drunk man raised his sleeve to wipe it, closed his eyes and overflowed with greed, shaking his head: "That taste, just smelling it, makes people's appetite move." ”

The question was not answered, and the young man endured his nonsense. Turning around slowly, he asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

It seems that he did not chew out the coldness in the boy's words. The drunk man opened his eyes, patted the gourd in his arms, and looked back at the young man in black with a sincere face: "Do you know why I have been holding back and not drinking after I got this scoop of wine?"

The boy's nostrils twitched slightly, evidently a little annoyed by his ramblings. The drunkard still seemed to be confused, and asked himself: "That's right! That's right! If there is no good wine bite, wouldn't it be a waste of Jiutianxiang?" Pull out the gourd stopper, put the tip of his nose close to the mouth of the gourd, and inhale it heavily, the aroma of wine immediately rushed into his nose, provoking the drunk almost to pour wine on his head, and immediately killed the wine worm in his abdomen, and blocked the stopper in fright, wiping cold sweat: "If it weren't for the fat mutton skewers to accompany you...... No, bear with it, bear with it, and it's almost there. ”

"Looking for a fight!" the hatred rose and jumped up.

The boy slashes at the drunk!

When he was intoxicated, who would have thought that his companion would suddenly use a hot hand? He didn't dare to raise his arm to parry, so he could only dodge in a hurry and flip his body towards the clouds.

In an instant panic, he dodged and dodged, but his whole body had fallen into the clouds, but fortunately, there was a hand that hooked the edge of the clouds, which saved his life.

Below him is the earth, and the dangling body is crumbling.

In danger, the boy walked to the edge of the clouds. Instead of helping, he put one foot on the drunkard's hand.

When I raised my eyes and looked, I could only smile bitterly when I met the young man's cold eyes: "If the master wants to pull me up, I should bend down and stretch out my hand." The drunk man raised his other hand and tried to catch it on the edge of the clouds, but was kicked down by the young man in black.

With this kick, the body swung and swung, and almost fell. Knowing that the general trend was in the hands of the young man, the drunk no longer stretched out his hand to the clouds, so he had to laugh with him again: "Master, in such a high place, if you fall down, you will be crushed, and you can't joke." ”

Ignoring his hippie smile, the boy raised an object in his left hand, stretched out the clouds, and showed it to him.

stared at it, and was immediately shocked, isn't this the Jiutian Xiang that Fang just held in his arms?

Cold sweat fell, soaked through his clothes, and begged for mercy again: "Wine is brewed from grains, which consumes the people's rations, and wasting a drop is like killing the flesh and bones of civilians, which is an unforgivable crime between heaven and earth." ”

After praising the wine, praise people again: "Master, you are proud of the fairy style, chic and elegant, the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the style is varied...... It seems that such a bad thing cannot be helped, and it must not be done. ”

Looking down, it is a face that regrets his life. The young man snorted coldly: "All kinds of amorous?" let go of his three fingers, and the gourd was only pinched by him with two fingers, swaying, and embarrassed.

The drunkard had a bitter look on his face, and his eyes were fixed on the gourd. His life and death don't matter, this scoop of wine is the relatives who can't go.

After sneering, the young man asked again, "Do you still dare to talk nonsense?"

Sighing and shaking his head, he has been stripped of his soul. The drunk couldn't even speak.

Taking this opportunity, the young man made a rule: "From now on, I will ask, you will answer, if there is another half point of laughter......"

"Knowing everything, saying everything!" Before he could finish speaking, the drunk man agreed.

Slightly depressed, the young man asked: "The feather demon lives in the East China Sea, where does impermanence go west?"

A secret sigh: My master, it's all here, are you still in the mood to fight and drag the text?

After a breath, he immediately replied: "Master, that East China Sea Feather Demon, dare to call himself the king in the Three Realms, he must have a good ability, not to mention the infinite illusion, his heart is probably at least second in the Three Realms, otherwise, how can the Heavenly Court not be able to take him if he scatters 900,000 heavenly soldiers? It is not that his means are superb to that ability, but his escape technique is unbreakable, so until today, there is no one who has seen the true body of the Feather Demon. ”

This gourd is indeed his lifeline. At this time, when he replied, it was already orderly, and he didn't dare to say any more nonsense.

If no one has ever seen the true body of the Feather Demon, how can they kill him?

Secretly thinking, the drunk man shouted again at the top of his voice: "There are thousands of incarnations of the feather demon, how can you get rid of him if you can't get his true body?" That's why I pulled you west. ”

"Is it the other way around? His true body has been hidden in the West?"

Seeing that the young man was thinking and put away his sorrow, the drunk man took the opportunity to beg for a sentence: "Master, can you pull me up first? ”

As soon as he replied with two kind words, he wanted to talk about the conditions? The young man looked cold, stepped hard, and stepped on the drunk. The drunkard showed bitterness on his face, gritted his teeth and endured, and said repeatedly: "Don't pull, don't pull, just hang it like this, it's cool." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, tell the reason. ”

Since there is no way back, I have to accept my fate and answer again: "No matter how the yang world kills each other, how the dynasty changes, but there has never been too much chaos in the Three Realms, the world is divided into Kyushu, and each state has a demon ancestor who leads the demon world, and now it is the West Demon Ancestor who wants to marry his daughter to the East Demon Ancestor, which is the East China Sea Feather Demon...... In this way, wouldn't they have become the Qing family? How can there be an old man who doesn't recognize his son-in-law? That's why I pulled you westward, in order to see if I could touch the true body of the feather demon from the Zhengxi Demon Ancestor. ”

If what the drunk man says is true, this is also the right place to go.

After pondering for a while, the young man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is the name of the Zhengxi Demon Ancestor?"

"The Eagle Swallowing Serpent King. ”

"Hmph, snake swallowing eagle, what a big breath!" the young man sneered contemptuously, "Where is the nest?"

"Hamidi, melon field shed. ”

With a name and a place to live, you will not be able to find him.

The young man's cold voice gradually slowed down, and then asked the drunkard: "You just said that the East China Sea Feather Demon, with its treacherous heart, is only ranked second in the Three Realms, who is the first in the ranking?"

flattered and smiled, and then praised: "With my Fengdu Black Monarch Ghost Envoy in the world, who dares to call it the only one? This world-beating name is naturally yours." ”

I wanted to slap him on the back, but I unexpectedly angered him. The young man sneered: "I have been crisscrossing the Three Realms, and I have always been above board, you dare to say that I am treacherous?"

I forgot that this young master doesn't eat praise. The drunkard is full of words, and if he says too much, he will lose. He laughed and said, "The wind flashed his tongue just now, can I say it again?"

Seeing this greedy face, the young man's voice was like ice: "Since I already know the method of finding the feather demon, what else do I need from you?"

The words were cold, chilling the drunk. Busy dancing with his hands and feet, his eyes were wide open, and he was anxious to reason with the teenager: "You can't beat a monk after mourning, you can't kill a donkey by grinding out soy milk, and you can't scold the cook when you are full......

As he begged for mercy, the boy kicked his feet and said, "Go!" and kicked the drunk man into the clouds.

I only heard the drunkard screaming out of thin air: "Wine-"

With a wave of his hand, he threw the gourd down, and then turned back to look for the drunkard's feather fan on the clouds, but he couldn't find it.

Looking down at the clouds, there is no trace of people and wine.

The boy found a soft place in the clouds and sat down slowly.

Close your eyes and practice true qi, and cultivate your body. After a meal, he stood up and looked down at the ground.

The scenery of the mountains and mountains is completely empty, and in the blink of an eye, the yellow sand is full of eyes, and the green space that can occasionally be seen is the size of a drop of water, and there is a slow lonely smoke, thinking that it has reached the border wilderness.

"Swallow the eagle snake? The young man sneered, swirled his arms, and made the stage of his sleeves strong and scattered, dispersing the white clouds under his feet.

Like a straight arrow, he fell into the air.