Li Yun almost peeled off the skin of the puddle bird and saw Yan Zhengming prepare coarse salt and chili noodles, ready to have a roast bird at any time - he also didn't find out how she couldn't change back. .
It can be seen that some men really only talk about it, and they usually seem to be able to do it, but they will lose the chain at a critical moment.
The puddle fluttered Li Yun's head, and said angrily, "What's the use of you!"
She revolted for a while, and then she fell to the side out of breath, remembering something, "Bah", and spit out a small sticky note from her mouth.
Yan Zhengming's face changed immediately, he covered his face with a fan, and took two wrong steps back calmly.
"I can't help it either," said the puddle angrily. "I don't have it in my hand, so I can't be caught under my wings, right?"
Yan Zhengming said in disgust, "Do you want me to catch a carrier pigeon and show you how other birds do?"
Shuikeng said aggrieved: "Have you ever seen a carrier pigeon tie a letter to its own leg? I have never seen anyone from Big Brother Ochre. This thing was mixed into a pile of bird food, and it was finally pulled out. Yes. If it wasn't for my sharp eyes, I might have missed it."
The word "bird food" successfully pushed her senior brother back a step.
Cheng Qian reached out his hand and picked up the note in disbelief. When he opened it, he saw only a small line of small words inside: "It has entered Tianyan. This place is very strict and mysterious. If you encounter it in the future, you must be careful."
Cheng Qian turned to look at Yan Zhengming in surprise: "Elder Brother"
The fan in Yan Zhengming's hand was still half-covering his face, maintaining the posture of the red-card oiran who wanted to refuse to greet him, but his eyes were sharp, and he said in a low voice, "Tian Yan is in the eyes of outsiders, but he is a sloppy sect with no sect. The place where the monks condescended to take office, it took ocher more than 30 years to get in, and there are too many hidden things."
He "swiped" the fan together, put his hands behind his back, and continued: "There are so many trivial matters in the world, it is reasonable to say that people in the practice should not get involved too much for their own cultivation realm, but I have been thinking about one thing - those Mortal dignitaries have been prosperous and rich for a lifetime, don’t they want to live forever? Does the emperor not want to let himself live forever? I don’t believe that all the adults in the court and middle-aged people are thinking about doing their best. The mortal prince rebelled, why did he involve so many spells and fairy weapons?"
The puddle asked curiously, "What does that have to do with us?"
"Stupid bird," Yan Zhengming stabbed her on the head with the tail of his folding fan, "For some reason we don't know, I'm afraid it's already in the record of Tianyan, and Zhou Hanzheng knew us a hundred years ago. , I never want to see the second Zhou Hanzheng again, so I have to do whatever it takes to be ready to strike first."
He didn't know when he was infected with a murderous aura, and the encounters in the world are sometimes really incalculable.
Cheng Qian's chest suddenly felt sour. As he left the ice pool for a long time, the joys, sorrows and sorrows that belonged to people in his heart were like the beginning of a glacier, slowly melting and recovering. At this time, he finally felt distressed. .
He destroyed the ochre note and patted Yan Zhengming on the back: "If I can kill the first Zhou Hanzheng, I will kill the second one, don't worry."
Yan Zhengming was especially worried about him, he turned his head and said sharply: "You'd better give me some peace of mind - you clearly know what the big and small catastrophe is and you pretended to be confused, I haven't pursued you yet, don't think that Ah! Cheng Qian! You little bastard, what did you touch just now!"
The senior brother in charge gave a very normal and serious lecture, and when he realized which hand Cheng Qian was using to wipe him, he suddenly turned into an extremely tragic scream.
With a face of innocence like a gentleman, Cheng Qian raised a hand slightly, adding to the grief: "It's just a little drool, it's already done."
Yan Zhengming's face twisted.
Cheng Qian had to sigh and comforted: "Don't be like this, brother, you are still innocent."
Yan Zhengming: ""
What is "it's not as good as a dog to raise a junior brother", he can really feel it now, it seems that the ancestors of the Fuyao sect declined because of the cannibalism of the same family.
Yan Zhengming didn't know for a while whether he should go back to peel and wash and change clothes, or to clean up Cheng Qian first, when suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Several people were stunned at the same time, and the smile in Cheng Qian's eyes disappeared suddenly, and the whole person seemed to have just emerged from a handful of frost. Ordinary bird.
After a while, I saw an unfamiliar servant running all the way to the door, and said respectfully, "Young Master Cheng, you have a letter."
Yan Zhengming asked coldly, "When did the inner courtyard let you come and go at will?"
On the one hand, there are rules in the villa, and on the other hand, there are spells at the entrance of the inner courtyard wall, and outsiders should not be able to enter.
Cheng Qian waved his hand, and the letter flew over. The moment the letter left the servant's hand, he seemed to be woken up by someone with a stick. He shivered suddenly and looked at the person in front of him in horror. The owner of the villa, met Yan Zhengming's stern gaze, he knelt down with a "thump", and said tremblingly: "Zhuang, Zhuangzhu, then there is a magic method in that letter, the villain is not intentional"
Cheng Qian lowered his head and glanced at the envelope, only to see that it read "Cheng Xiaoyou personally opened", and the signature was "Tang Zhen".
The seal of the envelope was torn open, and a faint fragrance emanated, Cheng Qian knew as soon as he smelled it, it was the grass juice of Somnambula. Tang Zhen has traveled all over the world in these years, and there are many strange things around him, and even Cheng Qian has gained a lot of knowledge.
Mixing the grass juice of Somnambola into the ink, in addition to the real recipient, anyone who wants to open the letter with ulterior motives will be attacked by it - for example, if there is any gap, they have been wandering outside their villa, and they will be in their hearts. Thinking about how to infiltrate the inner courtyard, then if he touches the sleepwalking grass, he will be directed to break in directly.
Yan Zhengming raised his hand and grabbed the man. He tried to be the master and didn't use any force, but the suspicious little servant took it seriously, jumped up from the ground, swiftly dodged away, and ran out quickly. .
Only when he ran to the door, a figure suddenly landed in front of him, and the frost blade cold light swept across the courtyard door, blocking his path in an instant.
"Let you go?" Cheng Qian said in a low voice, "Let's stay."
The little servant wanted to do it first, but he didn't know what to do, but he was already scared by the dignified pressure from Cheng Qian's seven great calamities.
Before he could say anything for mercy, suddenly, the man's body froze suddenly, his mouth opened wide to the sky, his entire head fell backwards, and was split into two by the mouth, like a rotten watermelon that was torn apart by a knife, and then , a cloud of gray gas came out of his mouth and slammed towards Cheng Qian.
Li Yun exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed, and the cloud of gray air was frozen before it approached him within three steps. It retreated back like a very human nature, and got into the servant again, covering his head, and in an instant it disappeared. This person's head was turned into a white bone supported on the head, and then he fled in all directions.
Cheng Qian gently tapped the tip of his sword, the bones shattered into a pile of powder, and the young servant just now turned into a headless corpse and fell silently to one side.
"The means of a magic cultivator." Cheng Qian said, "But it may not be done by a magic cultivator. Has this happened before?"
Yan Zhengming's expression was a bit dignified: "That's not true. I haven't seen this person before. It is reasonable to say that the people who come in and out of the villa are familiar faces. We have settled here for nearly ten years, and we have never seen any monks."
Li Yun reacted quickly and said, "Could it be that someone was staring at Xiao Yuan and followed him to touch us?"
The introduction of Han Yuan's fall into the devil's way back then was Zhou Hanzheng's painting soul, as if it had something to do with Tian Yanchu.
The puddle didn't dare to say a word, and said in his heart that it was fortunate that Ochre didn't meet her.
Li Yun asked softly, "Eldest brother, do we need to change the place?"
When he said this, he felt a little panic in his heart. After being a bereaved dog for a hundred years, it was almost a habit.
Yan Zhengming was silent for a moment, then said, "We're not going anywhere."
Li Yun: "But"
Yan Zhengming raised his eyebrows suddenly and interrupted him: "Can I hide for the rest of my life? I'd like to see what these veiled mice can do to me."
Said, he flicked his sleeves, only to hear a loud noise from the gate.
Cheng Qian's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and the Frostblade Sword immediately rose into the air. In mid-air, he saw a huge stone tablet rising from the gate without warning. Countless mortals heard the sound and were rushing to watch, pointing and pointing. , I don't know who first looked up and saw Cheng Qian standing in mid-air with a sword in the air, and the mortals in the villa suddenly knelt in a crowd, begging the immortals to bless them one after another.
On the stele were written four big characters: Fuyao Villa.
Cheng Qian shook his head, not sure whether his senior brother was angry or had long wanted to do this. He silently picked up Tang Zhen's letter to him and returned to the bamboo forest.
There is nothing important in Tang Zhen's letter, only that Ming Gu sent Liu Lang to him. Liu Lang was possessed by the demon cultivator Jiang Peng and his soul was damaged. Fortunately, Cheng Qian pinned him with three ice picks, and he will follow this practice in the future. As long as the road is much more difficult than others, he will try his best to find a way.
At the end, there is a vague mention, telling them not to appear near Fuyao Mountain too often recently, and there are too many people staring there.
Cheng Qian felt a little hesitant for a while, and always felt that the road back to Fuyao Mountain was endlessly long.
A few days later, Yan Zhengming reinforced the magic spell around the villa, and the group set off for the southern border according to the original plan. There were still three people and one bird. The bird settled on Li Yun's head. In order to urge him to study less foreign workers, and figure out a way to change her back as soon as possible.
A few people did not walk with the sword along the way.
For one thing, going to the southern border is not something that burns the eyebrows. Second, the monks have been in retreat for a long time, and they do have to join the WTO occasionally. To break through the bottleneck—everyone understands this principle, and most of the monks who are just beginning to practice do so, but the strange thing is that the more famous the world is, the more reclusive it is.
When people go to high places, they are on a narrow road. One day, the Pengcheng Road will become a single-plank bridge that is like a spider's silk.
The more powerful it seems, the more timid they are, because they dare not take the risk of falling.
Fuyao Mountain Villa is located in the Central Plains, slightly to the north, which is quite different from the scenery in the south.
At this time, midsummer has passed, and the beginning of autumn is approaching, but the southern land is still wet and hot, and it is raining. Before reaching the southern border, Li Yun was already dazzled by the abundant spiritual grass here.
Every day, he puts a bird on his head, carries a bamboo basket on his back, and burrows into the deep mountains and old forests like a stray man. The face showed the prestige of the junior sister.
Li Jun's beautiful name said that he wanted to refine "drug-avoiding pills" to prevent the miasma from the southern border.
But according to Cheng Qian's estimation, picking methods like his, let alone alchemy, is probably enough to cook three meals a day.
Yan Zhengming couldn't do anything about his second junior brother who didn't have a normal human form, so he had no choice but to know Quan Dang, pretending to be a mortal every day, and taking Cheng Qian into the market. This fact is difficult for a strong man. Cheng Qian has been fond of quiet and not troubled since he was a child, not to mention that he has never been in contact with the crowd in the closed gate of the Frozen Land for so long.
But Yan Zhengming doesn't know what's wrong, just like a cat who hasn't weaned looking for his mother from time to time, if he can't see him for a moment, he has to be a demon again, which is so troublesome.
They had the intention to investigate the Nightmare Pedestrians, so they settled in a border town on the outskirts of the southern border, but for more than half a month, they didn't find any traces of demon cultivators here.
Could it be that this group of horrific pedestrians are always like everyone's ladies, "there is no way to go outside the door"
Then this devil is quite like their senior brother.
Yan Zhengming is not afraid of robbery or showing off his wealth, so he carelessly asked for a few rooms in the only restaurant in the town. He never asks what he wants every day when ordering food, he only asks the shopkeeper to take the most expensive one. Toenails are everywhere.
It's hard to get such a big head, and the store owner almost regarded him as an ancestor. The people near the southern border are strong, and there is no defense between men and women.
No matter how complete the dishes are, Cheng Qian didn't move his chopsticks, he just kept silently waiting for a glass of cold water.
The little lady in the store carefully observed the words for a moment, and finally summoned up the courage to talk to him: "Is there something wrong with your son?"
Cheng Qian treats people clearly from inside and outside. He has always been a bit polite and dull in front of outsiders. If he doesn't have to inquire about something, he seldom talks to others and looks cold.
At this time, with Yan Zhengming by his side, he was even more lazy to deal with others, and only said briefly, "No, thank you."
The little lady in the shop finally had the courage she mustered up, and she didn't dare to provoke him again, so she turned to Yan Zhengming, and said with a smile: "It's not a coincidence that the two young masters came here, if it's later, the sky will be cooler, There are not so many people around."
Yan Zhengming asked, "Why, there are scenic spots nearby that you want to see this season?"
The little lady of the store said: "Isn't it true, not far ahead is the old site of the Vermillion Bird Pagoda, and they all came for that."
Yan Zhengming froze for a moment: "Vermilion Bird Pagoda? You mean Xu Yingzhike, one of the Four Sages, senior?"
He only knew that Xu Yingzhi was in the south, but he didn't know the exact location of the Vermillion Bird Pagoda, so he didn't expect to bump into it like this.
The little lady of the shop nodded hurriedly and said: "Exactly, the owner of the Vermillion Bird Pagoda has been dead for more than a hundred years, leaving only a relic and a loyal old servant. In a land without owner, every August 15th, the door opens to welcome people who are destined. Every year there are people who want to try their luck, even if they are not 'descended people', they can't enter the Suzaku Tower, and if they meet the old servant, they may be able to get along with him. The old man’s eyesight gave me some pointers—hehe, but the Suzaku Pagoda has lost its owner, but it’s not that easy to get in. The two young masters are rich and noble at first glance, so don’t mix with these wild monks, they The fight was broken, but if you want to see blood, the government can't control it."
Seeing that they stayed nearby for a few days, they found nothing about the Nightmare Pedestrians. They didn't want to delay any longer, but they didn't want to accidentally find the Vermilion Bird Pagoda of the Four Saints.
Could it be a blessing in disguise
At the same time, Yan Zhengming had some doubts in his heart. Since he knew that the Earth Lock might be related to the Four Sages, he paid close attention to the rumors related to the Four Sages, but the Vermillion Bird Pagoda was placed last by him.
For no other reason, Xu Yingzhi, the owner of the Vermillion Bird Pagoda, died at the hands of Lord Beiming.
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