When Yuan Xianger and others went down the mountain, they encountered local officials with a group of soldiers carrying various tools, hurrying on their way, busy helping the victims.
When they saw the Masters of Qingyi Sect, the officials came up to them one after another and thanked the Masters for their help.
In their hearts, it was a fluke that there had been no flood in Lianghe Town for many years, so they neglected to take precautions. This time the flood came in a hurry, if it hadn't been for the help of the experts from the Qing Yi Sect to defend the river bank, the casualties of the people would have been even more tragic.
One of Qingyuan's apprentices, Daoist Xuji, came forward to deal with it. He was about to explain that when he and the others arrived here, Yuan Xianger was already there to support Lianghe Town.
However, she saw that Yuan Xianger had already left her own wolf holding her wolf as if it had nothing to do with her.
What's even more difficult is that his master Qingyuan Zhenren has no plans to entertain these local officials at all. He actually left them as disciples and just walked behind that Mr. Yuan Xiao.
Xu Ji is more than half a hundred years old, with a white face and beard, and a calm personality. In contrast, he is the most immortal in appearance among these people, so when they deal with outsiders, most of them push him to come forward.
Therefore, outsiders basically don't know that the lazy young man who always follows at the end of the team and looks inconspicuous is their master, the famous Qingyuan Zhenren in the Qingyi Sect.
At this moment, the real Qingyuan couldn't care about the apprentice at all, and he just wanted to pry out some of the keys to the successful contract of the apostle from Yuan Xianger's mouth. When he thought that he had the opportunity to have many powerful apostles hugging each other like Yuan Xianger, his Taoist heart that had been silent for a long time almost burned again.
Yuan Xianger walked back along the river bank where the flood had receded. Although she did her best to save the lives of many people, the power of natural disasters was beyond her ability to resist, and there were still many houses and villages that she could not take care of. Submerged by the flood, looking around is devastated and ruined everywhere.
On the muddy road, the homeless living hide their faces and weep, the souls of the dead wandering in the world at a loss, and all kinds of monsters breed in chaos and disorder.
A young couple, holding their daughter who had just died in a flood, the mother couldn't accept the sudden death of her beloved daughter, almost collapsed, desperately kissed the little girl's muddy eyes, called her baby name, and wanted to put her body on the ground. There is a daughter with a touch of warmth to call back to the world,
"Niuniu, my Niuniu wake up soon. No, no."
Her tall and strong husband hugged his wife and daughter tightly, crying silently.
Right next to the crowded couple, a neatly-dressed little girl with a double bun stood. She stared blankly at her weeping parents, still not understanding what was going on.
"Auntie. Dad, is Niuniu here?"
When Yuan Xianger passed by them, she suddenly turned out her palm, and a delicate golden ball was spinning in her palm. The golden ball rang with a clear bell and bumped against the little girl's shoulder. In that body in his arms.
The crying man suddenly noticed that a small hand touched his cheek, he opened his eyes in disbelief,
"Dad, don't cry." His little daughter, who looked like her life, touched his face and spoke.
"Lady, lady, look!" The man pushed his wife at a loss.
The lost and found family hugged each other ecstatically, and laughter mixed with crying came from behind.
"Ah, it's really good. The little gentleman is so kind-hearted, and he must have grown up in such a happy family." Qingyuan said.
Yuan Xiang'er didn't say anything, she just looked back at the girl who was hugged tightly by her parents and regarded as a treasure.
Because she was planning to go to Kunlun, Yuan Xianger needed to go back to Queqiu first to say hello to Yunniang and others. Qingyuan seemed to be afraid that she would run away, so he had the cheek to follow her. What I saw along the way, Yuan Xianger never avoided any situation where she needed help.
To her surprise, Qingyuan also seemed to be used to walking in the marketplace and doing the same thing as her.
Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but ask: "People who practice cultivation are the way to see themselves for a long time. Shouldn't they be quiet and inactive, shunning the world and cultivating? The behavior of the seniors seems to be different."
"Sorry, don't listen to those fallacies." Qingyuan said, "The so-called joining the world and being born, there is no real joining the world, where is the saying of being born. Blindly avoiding the world and practicing asceticism, not only will you not be able to achieve true peace, but you will also miss the meaning of the great way. "
"Senior's remarks are somewhat similar to the family teacher's outlook on life."
"It's weird to say. I really want to see what kind of guy can teach a special apprentice like you."
The two talked all the way, and soon returned to Queqiu Town. Because of the terrain, and Yuan Xianger's key support, it was almost completely unaffected by the flood. The townspeople in the town walk around, buy and sell transactions, and they are as lively and warm as in the past.
Qingyuan followed Yuan Xianger along the stone bridge at the head of the town, and the townspeople who passed by greeted Yuan Xianger warmly.
"Axiang is back."
"Mr. Yuan is back."
A girl selling tuckahoe cakes at a roadside stall grabbed Yuan Xianger and showed Yuan Xianger the child she was carrying on her back, "Sir, help me take a look at what happened to my baby? Since last night, I have been crying a lot. stop."
This is a very young mother who came out to set up a business with her child on her back, but the child was crying and crying, making her sweaty. Yuan Xianger patted her shoulder casually, but secretly pulled down the six-legged monster that was pulling on her.
The frightened baby finally stopped crying and soon fell into a deep sleep.
"Okay, just come to my house in the afternoon to get a healing talisman."
Yuan Xianger took a few coins from her symbolically, and the woman thanked her for being so grateful. She wrapped a piece of hot tuckahoe cake and shoved it into Yuan Xianger's hands.
Carrying the cake and continuing to move forward, there was a huge black-headed monster standing on the bridge. Yuan Xianger handed the hot cake in his hand, and got a fresh camellia from his hand.
"Oh, it's so good here, compared to the outside world, it's like a paradise." Qingyuan looked around, "That's a monster, you just get along with them like this? Oh, it doesn't seem to matter, that's Yu, your temperament should be Rather peaceful."
Shi Fu, who was busy helping transport goods under the bridge, saw Yuan Xianger, raised his hand to say hello to Yuan Xianger, "Axiang is back."
"Hey, I'm back. Bring Shi Jun to my house for dinner tonight? Wu Yuan misses him."
"Okay, let's go." Shi Yu used a towel to wipe his sweat. He was working here, and he seemed to have adapted to human life.
"Then, what is that?" Qingyuan pulled Yuan Xianger's sleeve, and tried to lower his voice with a surprised look on his face, "The boy just now, who looks like a human, actually has an ancient bloodline hidden in his body. Yes, I absolutely You can't read it wrong, it's an ancient beast."
"Yes, he is a half-blood, and his mother is a dragon."
"Dragon, dragon, dragon..." Qingyuan stammered, "You actually know the dragon clan?"
Yuan Xianger was helpless: "Don't pull me."
Although Qingyuan is not young, but as a cultivator, he has taken Zhuyan Dan, and his appearance looks very young. Standing with Yuan Xianger like this is inevitably a little eye-catching.
Chen Xiong, who was patrolling the streets with several yamen, saw it and stepped forward to ask,
"Ah Xiang, who is this?"
Chen Xiong lived opposite Yuan Xianger and was Yuan Xianger's playmate in childhood.
"This is the Master of the Qing Yi Sect." Yuan Xiang'er introduced them to them, "Brother Chen, I'm going to travel far away. I can't tell for a year and a half. The lady also asks you to take a look at it when you have time."
"You're going away again? You only came back last year." Chen Xiong felt a little sad. He had been in love with Axiang since he was a child. He asked his mother to hint to Yunniang many times, but he was only politely rejected.
Looking at A Xiang's academic success now, and traveling around like this, it seems that he doesn't care about himself at all. He could only swallow the sourness in his stomach silently.
After saying goodbye to Chen Xiong, Qingyuan turned to look and asked, "Is that A Xiang's crush?"
Yuan Xiang'er: "Do you have a bad eye, isn't it obvious who my Taoist companion is?"
She held up Nan He, who had been hugging her all the way, to show him. Nan He slept all the way, and in a daze, she heard Yuan Xianger publicly admit that she was his partner. She felt happy and stuck out her tongue to lick Yuan Xianger's face.
Qingyuan's three views suddenly shattered to the ground. Since he met Yuan Xianger, his various inherent concepts have been repeatedly subverted, and he no longer knows what to say.
"You can be so close to the demon, isn't it because of this?" He looked back at the extraordinary apostle behind him, with a bitter face, "If you want to serve the demon like this, I can't do it. arrive."
Yuan Xiang'er laughed: "Senior, you look like this, I should really ask your age."
"The old man has been practicing hard for many years, but he has only broken through the inner vision period and reached the refining period. With the tendency to recover from illness and strengthen his body, he will live a hundred and fifty spring and autumn."
Wu Yuan didn't like this human who had bullied Danluo, and couldn't help provoking him, "Ah, I'm already so old. It's almost half my age, no wonder no one wants to play with you."
He accidentally leaked the fact that he was older than him.
Back home, everyone was tired and hungry, and collectively shouted for something to eat.
Yun Niang knew that they had worked hard to control the water, so she prepared a dozen roasted suckling pigs early, set up a barbecue in the yard, and called everyone to barbecue for fun.
For a time, the fragrance of the whole courtyard, accompanied by the sound of Hu Qing's pipa, was transmitted far away.
Qingyuan sat in a yard among the hordes of demons and had dinner with the demons who were not wearing shackles at all.
This made him very unaccustomed, and he tightened his body, ready to deal with the demon who came to bite him from somewhere.
A small tree spirit rested lightly on his shoulder,
"Can you get me two pieces of barbecue?" The elf in the skirt didn't have a finger up yet,
"Okay...Okay, of course." Qingyuan brushed honey on the roasted pig several times, carefully roasted it, sliced two pieces of crispy meat, dragged it in a small plate and handed it to her.
"Thank you, you're such a good person. I really like humans." The little tree spirit turned around with her skirt, bent over to give him a salute, and held a huge plate in both hands compared to her height, shaking it. Shaky and flew away.
Since he was a child, the master who taught Qingyuan has repeatedly warned him about the ferocity and horror of demons, instilling in him the deep-rooted notion that humans and demons are mortal enemies and have irreconcilable contradictions.
Qingyuan touched the shoulder that had just been stopped by the monster. He had lived for more than a hundred years. This was the first time that a monster had actively approached him.
Kind of cute.
A huge moth with weird and gorgeous wings descended from the sky. She was obviously a frequent visitor, so she didn't need to say hello, and it was a matter of course that she directly infiltrated this group of drinking and eating meat.
That is the butterfly, a monster born of resentment, and it should hate all living humans. Qingyuan searched for the memory of this monster from his own memory.
If it was a competition of fighting skills, he would not dare to say that he was unparalleled in the world. But compared to his familiarity with all kinds of monsters in the world, he once thought that no one could surpass him.
I saw the huge butterfly transformed into a young human girl, walked over barefoot, and sat down next to Qingyuan,
"I heard that you have an elixir to prolong human life." The girl raised her face and spoke to him.
God, he could actually sit and talk with Ming Die together, instead of fighting the world upside down.
"Yes, yes." Qingyuan was very nervous, and deducted three or four talismans in his hand for spare, "It's just a few, very precious, and only ten years of life extension."
"I want to exchange one with you," said the six- or seven-year-old girl.
Qingyuan did not understand the use of a longevity pill for a demon who could live for thousands of years.
The misogynist sat cross-legged, her tender white hands resting on her cheeks, and her dark eyes could see the source, "My friend is a human, and she is very old. I want to spend more time with her."
"but… "
"Of course I won't want you for nothing. I heard that you want an apostle? I know a Hydra, and he thought of playing in the human world for over a hundred years, so he can be your apostle."
"Hydra?" Qingyuan regained his energy, rubbed his hands slightly hesitantly, "If so, of course."
"But there is one condition. He is only willing to conclude the kind of contract that Ah Xiang used. Do you know Ah Xiang's contract?"
In order not to appear too ignorant in front of this little girl, Qingyuan nodded quickly, "Yes, she said she will teach me soon."
It's so wise to follow, a monster like Hydra is exciting to think about.
After helping Ah Xiang to find a way to go to Nanming and learn her unique method, then would she be able to have such an apostle with a yard? Qingyuan was suddenly hit by great happiness, and she felt that she would wake up laughing when she dreamed. .
Yun Niang is busy skewering all kinds of cleaned vegetables, thinking that after everyone has finished eating the barbecue, eat some vegetables to relieve the tiredness.
Today's yard is always so lively and lively, which is really good, so that she can forget the pain in her heart in all kinds of busyness.
Yuan Xianger took the bamboo stick in her hand, "I'm here to help, Mistress."
"You can rest, how hard it is to control the water, everyone has lost a lot of weight, just stay well, and the lady will bake it for you." Yunniang smiled and put a bunch of Yuan Xianger's favorite mushrooms on the barbecue. bamboo skewers.
"Master." Yuan Xiang'er considered for a long time, and finally said, "I didn't know if I should tell you, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still hope that no matter what, I will share it with you."
"What's the matter, so mysterious?"
"Miss, I found out the whereabouts of Master."
Yun Niang's hand loosened, and a small mushroom rolled down at her feet.