On the official road outside Yuhua Town, two carriages were walking side by side, not very fast. There were Yu Fu and a few servants walking slowly around them. The Yu family's old house was not far away from Yuhua Town. It took an hour. The journey is here, and with the strength of Qingfeng Guanzhu and Zhao Jiuge, there is no need for an external object like a carriage. They can go much faster with their shoulders. However, Yu Qingshan has to get into this posture, and the two of them are too lazy to say anything. .
The carriage is not very luxurious, but it is very spacious. I did not feel any bumps when I sat on it. The dark yellow curtain cloth chains were opened, and through the carriage windows on both sides, I could clearly see the scene in the other carriage next to it. Winter has just passed, the heavy snow has already melted, everything is recovering, the breath of spring has quietly arrived, and the greenery on both sides of the official road shows all this.
Sitting in the carriage next to them were Master Qingfeng Temple and his disciple, the little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth. Yu Qingshan, his wife and his eldest son were also in the carriage, and from time to time the sound of laughter and conversation could be heard. Zhao Jiuge was also happy to be quiet, but Yu Qiusheng, a brat, and Yu Xiansheng, a big-hearted but brainless man, climbed into the carriage that Zhao Jiuge was riding.
Zhao Jiuge knew in his heart that compared to his own young age, the Qingfeng Guanzhu was unreliable, and the Qingfeng Guanzhu, who was both good-looking and somewhat capable, seemed to be more reliable than him, so Yu Qingshan was much more enthusiastic about the Qingfeng Guanzhu. Anyway, there were two If you solve the problem for him, he won't mind having too many people.
Compared with the chatter, smiles and sounds next to him, Zhao Jiuge's side was much quieter. Zhao Jiuge was sitting cross-legged on the carriage, closing his eyes and concentrating, but he was thinking about how to deal with the situation that would arise later. It was his first time to receive a mission. , and now there is an old fox master Qingfeng Temple standing by to compare. Zhao Jiuge would be lying if he said he was not nervous. Fortunately, on the way to Xuantian Sword Gate, he had seen that weird scene by the graveyard, so now he can be somewhat mentally prepared.
Now that he thought about this, Zhao Jiuge understood why he disliked the Qingfeng Temple Master when they met. Because he remembered Taoist Master Yiqing, so Zhao Jiuge has not had a good impression of the Taoist priest so far. Moreover, they are from different factions, so they compare each other even more. psychology.
The carriage was quiet. Looking at Zhao Jiuge sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and motionless, Yu Xiasheng and Yu Qiusheng both stared at Zhao Jiuge without blinking. It was probably because Zhao Jiuge still didn't respond and looked a little boring, sister. The two brothers stared at each other again.
Perhaps it was Zhao Jiuge's dress that added a bit of momentum, so neither sister nor brother dared to take the initiative to break the tranquility. If it had been the time when Zhao Jiuge was introduced, the unabashed Yu Qiusheng would have spoken long ago.
Later, Yu Qiusheng was attracted by the green plum sword that emitted a faint light behind Zhao Jiuge. He kept grabbing his hair and stared at it anxiously without blinking. In the end, he probably couldn't bear it anymore and sat down in a half-crouched position. , and then stretched forward, his right hand reaching out through Zhao Jiuge's shoulder to touch the green plum sword.
Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Yu Qiusheng with cold eyes. Yu Qiusheng was startled by this sudden move, and his whole body trembled unconsciously. Then he let out two embarrassed hehes, and his whole body retreated. return.
"Can I take a look at the sword behind your back? It's so beautiful." Yu Qiusheng said with envy, still staring at the Qingmei Sword as he spoke.
"I can tell you that this is just the lowest level flying sword." As soon as Zhao Jiuge heard about the flying sword, he opened up his mouth. When he mentioned his sadness, the corners of his mouth twitched.
At this point, Yu Qiusheng also became interested. He rubbed his buttocks and moved a little closer to Zhao Jiuge. He looked at Zhao Jiuge with an innocent and longing expression and said, "Aren't you an expert? Why are you carrying the lowest level flying sword?" ?"
Zhao Jiuge rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You think magic weapons are just cabbage. It would be nice to have a flying sword."
Yu Qiusheng scratched his hair and laughed shyly. His sister Yu Xiasheng stared at his big cute eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you going to lose to that Qingfeng Temple Master?" Also, other people's outfits are much more dazzling than yours."
After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again. Yu Xiasheng opened his eyes wide and said to himself, "Then it seems that you can't solve this matter this time. It's so disappointing to me."
A man was muttering there, and Zhao Jiuge looked helpless.
"Do you have any solution to the haunting this time? Don't affect your image in my mind." Yu Qiusheng also looked at Zhao Jiuge and asked quickly.
"The specific situation and things have not been understood yet. I have no clue in my mind, but in terms of strength, I am not afraid of the Master Qingfeng Temple at all. After all, our sword cultivation is the way to kill." Zhao Jiuge looked thoughtful before saying slowly. .
"What a shameless statement! How can you compare with my master like you?" I saw the little Taoist boy saying arrogantly from the window of the carriage next to him with a look of disdain on his face.
His words immediately attracted everyone in the two carriages, and the master of Qingfeng Temple immediately shouted softly, "Don't be rude."
Although the words were blaming, there was a faint smile on his face.
Zhao Jiuge was too lazy to be as hypocritical as him, and simply looked unkind, his face darkened, "Huh, can you compare? You have to compete to know whether it is the donkey or the horse that comes out for a spin."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiuge waved his right hand, and the dark golden curtain of the carriage rolled down, blocking the view outside the car.
"It's unreasonable. He thinks it's great because he has such cultivation at his age. Today I want to see how powerful the Taoist skills and secrets are." The curtain fell, blocking the sunlight outside, making Zhao Jiuge's face look even more hungry. became gloomy.
Looking at the angry Zhao Jiuge, Yu Qiusheng stood aside and did not dare to say anything. No matter what, he knew that although the young man in front of him was not old, he would not be an embroidered pillow by then, so how could he dare to touch his bad luck at this time.
"Then you have to work hard, I'm optimistic about you." Yu Xiansheng on the side didn't seem to be afraid of the angry Zhao Jiuge, smiling nervously, with smiling eyes.
Zhao Jiuge, who felt a little tight in his chest, saw this scene and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He just kept out of sight and out of mind, so he simply continued to practice with his eyes closed.
In this way, the carriage drove slowly towards the village where the Yu family's old residence was dozens of miles away.
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At noon, after spending about an hour, the group finally arrived at the Yu family's old residence, which is also the Yu family ancestral hall.
After the previous unpleasantness, it didn’t take long for Zhao Jiuge to sit outside the carriage because he couldn’t stand the talk of the two siblings Yu Xiasheng and Yu Qiusheng.
At this moment, the appearance of village houses could be seen in the distance, and Zhao Jiuge felt affectionately in his heart. How similar was the place where he once lived to the scenery in front of him.
He may still be the same person, but everything else has changed.
The carriage had already arrived on the muddy road full of mud entering the village. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but stand up at the door of the carriage, looking at the village in front of him with melancholy and sighing in memory.
The warm midday spring sun shone on Zhao Jiuge's body. The two siblings in the carriage couldn't help but feel a little silent when they looked at the young man with his hands behind his back and looking ahead.
At this moment, even the green plum sword, which was shining dazzlingly under the sunlight, was covered by the back figure, as if the picture was still and solidified at this moment.
After arriving at the entrance of the village, Zhao Jiuge jumped off the carriage and looked at the environment of the village. Others also jumped off the carriage one after another. As soon as they got off the carriage, Yu Qingshan lost his smile, his face was solemn, and even a little scared, and he did not move a step. They looked at Zhao Jiuge and Qingfeng Guanzhu with some fear and helplessness.
Yu Xiasheng shrank his neck and held his mother's arm tightly. The bold Yu Qiusheng could not stand still and was already walking around. Only Yu Chunsheng still looked like that, standing next to his father. The remaining servants, led by Yu Fu, stood around nervously. Some of the servants were trembling. It must have been that if the master of Qingfeng Temple, who was looking at the immortal wind, was not present, They didn't dare to come at all.
Logically speaking, the spring breeze was gentle and the sun was shining brightly. It should have felt very warm at noon, but now standing here, Zhao Jiuge only felt a chill, a chill from his bones. This made Zhao Jiuge a little surprised and thought for a long time. I didn't understand what was going on, I just felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in the village.
After getting off the carriage, the faint smile on the face of Qingfeng Temple Master had long faded. He stood at the front, carefully observing what he was observing. His apprentice followed closely behind him, still protecting the peach wood sword with both hands. A purple gold bag is worn around the waist.
Zhao Jiuge looked at it for a long time and still didn't see anything interesting. He just felt that there were spiritual power fluctuations in the village. The source of this spiritual power must be the culprit of this incident.
On the other hand, Qingfeng Guanzhu's face became more and more gloomy as time went by, and his eyebrows were wrinkled. Suddenly, a wind blew from the entrance of the village, and the gloomy air was overwhelming!
"Taoist Priest, what are we going to do next? There are all kinds of strange things happening as soon as we enter the village. Is it inappropriate for us to enter directly?" Yu Qingshan asked uneasily, with an ugly expression on his face. He didn't know if he was scared. There was still lingering fear in his eyes from last time.
The Master of Qingfeng Temple shook his head and said nothing. He just stared at the village intently. After a while, he said, "Things are a bit tricky. The yin energy is too strong. Let me take a look first to find out the situation. But tonight We have to spend the night in the village. The heavy yin energy is nothing but strange things that are caused by some yin things. These things only come out at night." Then he stopped talking and stretched out his right hand and spread his fingers.
Seeing the actions of the master of Qingfeng Temple, the little Taoist boy immediately rummaged through the purple gold bag worn on his waist and took out a palm-sized Bagua plate. In the middle was a black and white Tai Chi diagram, with eight shapes carved around it. The large characters are written in golden paint and surrounded by brownish red.
Suddenly, the Master of Qingfeng Temple stepped on the Tiangang Step, crossed his right leg forward, turned his wrist with the open palm of his right hand, and then rolled across his front body. His spiritual power was released and catalyzed into the Bagua Disk, and the entire Bagua Disk began to buzz. There is a sound, it seems that the master of Qingfeng Temple is starting to do something.
The dozen or so people from the Yu family on the side looked at Qingfeng Guanzhu's actions with fear, surprise and a bit of excitement in their eyes.
Only Zhao Jiuge was left watching with a cold eye as Master Qingfeng started to cast spells. However, while watching coldly, he was also a little lucky. If he was the only one, he really didn't know how to solve the problem.
The buzzing sound of the Bagua Disk continued to increase, and Zhao Jiuge stared at the Bagua Disk, wanting to see what was so strange about the Taoist techniques.