It's not that you don't know the rules of the pass, and if you come out in the middle of it, you will lose all your efforts. "
Taibu: "Of course I know, so I also said that maybe it's just like people, it can't be Zun. But..."
Taizhu waved his hand: "It's nothing, but let's hurry up and think about serious things."
However, having said that, he actually felt a little inexplicable in his heart.
Just when Taibu focused on the pattern of the turtle's back again, there was a very slight movement in the distance of the misty miasma, like the light sound of something accidentally slapping on the bamboo leaves.
At the same time, the grass knot on the table moved inexplicably, as if it was swept away by the wind and changed its position.
Taibu put these things away and hurried down the bamboo building without saying a word, saying: "If there is really a change, get out of this col, and people will run away later!"
After about a cup of tea, another group of people arrived at the intersection where the Taichang Temple group stopped before.
"Where should we go? Is this the one that looks like it's going to die, or the one that's clean and fog-free?" one of the middle-aged, short, chubby men asked with a dejected expression.
This pedestrian is none other than Xue Xian and the others.
Jiang Shijing's birthday would be two days later, and things were delayed. Xue Xian didn't let Jiang Shining follow him, but kept him in Fangfu to accompany his sister. The rest of Lu Twenty-seven, Shitou Zhang, and Xuan Min were all brought out by him.
Lu Twenty-seven is a humanoid guide turtle. Although it is wise from time to time, it is still useful to Xue Xian, who is blind. Shi Shizhang remembered the person who had tied him at the beginning. If he found it, he would have to confirm it, so it was also useful. As for Hyunmin...
Whether it's useful or not, you have to take it with you anyway.
Xue Xian couldn't explain where this mentality came from. It's probably because the peers have become accustomed to it, and I don't feel bored for a day.
However, the reason for pulling Xuan Min out was some kind of inexplicable mind, but he really came out, and he regretted it a little bit. After all, what happened last night was still there, and Xuan Min's temper was a little weird today. Go... What did Fang Cheng say
Oh yes, the effect of ambergris cannot be eliminated in a day or two.
Ha ha.
When Xue Xian admitted that his brain was squeezed by the door, Lu Nianqi pointed at the fog and pointed at the stone, "Is there any need to ask at this time? It must be the one that looks like it's going to die."
Stone Zhang: "This foggy miasma, is there any dummy?"
Lu Twenty-seven: "I'm going to die, can I not have a du?"
Stone Zhang: "Then how to get there..."
Lu Tianqi said with an expressionless face, "It's hard."
Screw you.
Shitou Zhang just wanted to turn around and ran away. The weirdest thing was that, apart from a scent of zimu, he seemed to smell a tinge of blood in this miasma, but it was still fresh.
He immediately fought two battles and wanted to cry at Xue Xian to see if he could evoke a trace of pity in this ancestor.
Fortunately, before he could hold back his tears, Xuanmin opened his mouth mercifully, and said lightly, "Don't be in a hurry—"
As he said that, he had to reach out and touch the paper talisman. His calm appearance made Shitou Zhang feel a little more at ease. After all, Xuanmin was always reliable.
Seeing that he took out the paper talisman, Shi Shizhang knew that he was going to use the talisman to form a formation, and immediately stepped aside a few steps, not wanting to interfere with him, and also grabbed Lu Twenty-seven.
As a result, just as Xuanmin took the paper talisman in his hand, someone who was wandering in the sky finally returned.
Seeing that Xue Xian pressed Xuan Min's hand back, he tilted his head and hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's just such a little trick, it doesn't need to be so solemn, I'll come."
Saying that, he patted the armrest of the chair. Hearing a soft sound of "click", the madly howling wind suddenly rose, like a raptor crossing the river, rolling forward with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.
call-
The thick fog that had been lingering for an unknown number of years was swept away by this extraordinary monstrous wind, revealing layers of old trees that were blown to the ground, and a clear road.
Xue Xian turned his face to Xuanmin and picked his chin. He didn't say anything, and the expression on his face was no different from his usual lazy and perverse look, but for some reason, there was an inexplicable kind of "You are It's not that you should praise me and praise me."
Xuan Min glanced down at him and said, "The armrest of the chair is cracked." His tone was still... a little salty.
Xue Xian: "..." This kind of thing that is not born to look at the face and talk to the scenery should be planted in the sea.
The author has something to say: In the last chapter, a lot of people asked what the tone of salty meant, but they actually wanted to write "not salty, not bland". Later, I thought it was a little heavier than this, so I simply wrote "a little salty", which is roughly "a little salty". a bit sweet"