The person who came was handsome and handsome, his black and white eyes were wide and round, and the wind lamp reflected his face.
Xue Meng.
Chu nightning was speechless for a while. He didn't know how much Xue Meng saw and heard. After a little silence, it was Mo Ran who broke the silence first.
"I have something to do, I am talking to Master."
Xue Meng squinted his eyes slightly, he just came over, and vaguely heard a low gasp in the woods, and thought it was a pair of disciples who did not know what to do, and had a private meeting in the back mountain.
It is reasonable to say that Xue Meng is not qualified to manage this kind of thing. Except for Wubei Temple and Shangqing Pavilion, no one of the ten major sects is forbidden to talk about love and double cultivation. Although there is a so-called "prostitution ring" on the top of life and death, it also refers to "not allowed to visit kilns" and "relationships must not be contrary to human ethics".
But who is Xue Meng
He is the disciple of Chu Wanning, the chief disciple.
For so many years, Xue Meng has always regarded what Chu nightning said and what he did as his own benchmark. Since Chu nightning does not like to see others privately give and receive, and pull and pull, then Xue Meng does not care about thirty-seven or twenty, He also despised this pair of Taoist couples holding hands, and hated that pair of love and double cultivation.
The back mountain is an important place where the enchantment of the ghost world is easy to be damaged. Xue Meng was immediately unhappy and came to find fault with a lantern.
He never imagined that under the flickering lights, the two people would be illuminated.
Xue Meng was stunned and stunned. So he didn't even greet Chu nightning according to the rules, but blurted out a sentence - why are you here.
The enchantment in this place is not broken and does not need to be repaired.
No vanilla flowers, no scenery at all.
It's so remote that you can't get around here.
If you usually ask Xue Meng: "There are two people, black lights are blind, all sounds are silent, they don't leave the open Yangguan Road, and they don't sit in the back garden where the birds and flowers are fragrant, and they must go to a secluded place that can't be more secluded. Where to speak, young master, what do you think?"
Xue Meng will definitely sneer and say: "What else can you say in that kind of place? Love words?"
If you ask him again: "These two are men, they have known each other for a long time, they are both unmarried, and their appearance and status are the same, what does the young master think about their relationship?"
Xue Meng will roll his eyes and say: "What else can it be related to? Longyang's addiction, the good of broken sleeves, is disgusting."
At this time, I said to him again: "Haha, what the young master said is wrong, in fact, these two are a pair of master and apprentice, and I also ask the young master not to be arrogant—"
Xue Meng 80% will not even listen to the words, so he slaps the case and rages, saying: "Absurd! What kind of decency?! Which pair of beasts is this immoral? I will immediately expel them from the mountain gate and drive them out of life and death! "
But at this time, just tell him that this pair of masters and apprentices, one is called Mo Weiyu, and the other is called Chu Wanning, then Xue Meng must, must, must be stunned, and all kinds of colorful colors flashed on the face like a lantern. , finally sat down with his forehead, and said, "What, what I said earlier doesn't count, you, you, you, you ask the paragraph just now and start from the beginning. I think there must be a second possibility. "
- That's it.
Xue Meng will never, and really can't involve Chu nightning with any chaotic, unruly, and disregard of human relations, so he immediately felt that he had heard it wrong.
But he still felt a lump in his head, and murmured to himself, "What do you want to say here?"
Chu nightning was about to explain, but the ink burned under the cover of wide sleeves, and squeezed his hand gently, signaling him not to speak.
If this person is lying, even a three-year-old child can't lie, so it's better to do it yourself.
So the ink burned: "Before the evening, I found a sweet-scented osmanthus sugar rice cake here."
Chu nightning: "..."
Xue Meng was stunned: "What?"
"A sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake." Mo Ran said solemnly, "It's only about ten inches tall, with a lotus leaf on its head, and a tail, with a blue lamp burning at the tip of the tail."
"What kind of monster is this? I've never seen it in the picture book."
The ink burned and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it before, so I'm thinking, will it be that the town's demon pagoda of the Confucianism Gate was destroyed a few days ago, and some monsters that have long been extinct are released, and I will take the master to see it."
Hearing what he said, Xue Meng immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He felt relieved for some reason, and the face that had been tight since then finally became vivid again. He walked over with the wind lantern, looked left and right, and asked, "Have you found the rice cake bug?"
"No."
Xue Meng stared at him: "I didn't ask you, I asked the master."
Chu nightning said: "... I didn't find it."
The ink burned and laughed: "The sugar rice cake was afraid to see the master, and he was afraid that he would be eaten by the master as a snack, so he immediately hid."
Chu nightning was stunned, and then scolded: "Mo Weiyu! Do you want to go to the library to copy books again?"
After such a fuss, Xue Meng's initial uneasiness gradually disappeared, and he sighed in his heart, he was really, just for a moment, vaguely felt that the master and the guy who burned the ink were a little unclear. How can it be possible
His master is the coldest holding of holy water in the world, no one can touch it, let alone anyone to contaminate him.
At this time, the ink burned and asked him: "After talking so much, let's talk about you, what are you doing here?"
Xue Meng muttered: "I'm here to find a vegetable bag for my aunt."
The ink burned and raised his eyebrows: "Is it the fat cat that was newly picked up?"
"Um."
"The orange one with a king pattern on its head, the one that only eats fish and not meat?"
"Yeah, have you seen it?" Xue Meng sighed, looking very helpless, "So fat, but able to run very well, from the front mountain to the back mountain, I have gone all the places where people can go, but there is no Its shadow..." He thought about something suddenly, widened his eyes suddenly, and exclaimed, "Ah! Do you think it will be eaten by rice cakes?"
"… "
The ink burned actually wanted to laugh, but he held back and turned into a light cough: "This, I see that the sugar rice cake is so small, although it is a monster, but it is useless, if it is a vegetable bag, you should worry about it. Actually, it's not the orange cat, it's the sugar rice cake."
Xue Meng touched his chin, thought about the shape of the vegetable bag, and agreed: "Yes...you are right..."
Chu nightning said: "The back mountain is dangerous, you don't go any further, I will help you find it."
Xue Meng waved his hand: "How dare you trouble the teacher."
Chu nightning said: "There is nothing left or right, I will find you for a while, and then I will go to the Danxin Palace to go to the elders meeting, let's burn together, and find it faster."
Ink burning: "..."
He is really convinced of Chu nightning. Chu nightning probably feels that his body is like a fire. If he wants to burn it, he will burn it, and if he wants to put it out, he will put it out. He actually asked him to stand up and look for a cat at this time? ... He still hasn't gone away.
Xue Meng saw that he was not moving and his face was different, so he asked: "What happened to you?"
The ink burned: "It's nothing, it's been a little uncomfortable since just now, you look for it first, I'll come over soon."
Chu nightning glanced at him, and then suddenly realized that Mo Ran's clothes were different from himself. Mo Ran was used to wearing black and gold clothes that were trimmed and closed. On weekdays, he looked very strong and crisp, and it was also very suitable for martial arts. But the flaws are also obvious. If there is no cloak outside, once the lower body reacts violently, it will be obvious.
"..." Chu nightning didn't speak any more. In the darkness, a face of this sect was abruptly red, as if the sunset was shining on the clear ice, extremely cold and extremely warm merged and smudged the crystal clear Hua. Light.
Since that day, Chu nightning said nothing and did not want to have a private meeting with Mo Ran at the top of life and death.
It just so happened that I was busy at that time, and all the sects felt that Xu Shuanglin would not be able to sleep for a day if he lived a day. They turned to "Tianyin Pavilion" - a public trial organization independent of the top ten sects. It was good at investigating and handling difficult problems, but Xu Shuanglin was too ruthless and did not leave any clues. The owner of Tianyin Pavilion said that he could not help.
At the end of the month, Li Wuxin couldn't bear it anymore, so he posted a hero post, inviting the heads of the big and small sects, the chief elders to go to Lingshan to discuss.
Chu nightning and Xue Zhengyi naturally went too.
The last time a group of heroes gathered in Lingshan, when Xue Mengnan Gongsi and the others were discussing swords, the pattern of the cultivation world changed dramatically. The stammered descendants huddled in the crowd without saying a word. The Zen masters of Wubei Temple were cautious in their words and deeds, and never spoke of scandalous things that they did not preside over in advance...
Xue Zhengyi recalled that day, when the heroes came together, and the scene of harmony and harmony, he felt like a lifetime, and couldn't help but sighed in a low voice.
Sitting on, Jiang Xi was pushed as the first lord, and he would prepare the commander for a thorough investigation of Nangong Xu. He is completely different from the previous first master, Nangong Liu. Nangong Liu smiled all day long, regardless of his status, he was polite and did not like to offend people.
What about Jiang Xi
Only after the heads of the sects revealed the results of the singing and voting, and asked him to host, he was cold and unceremonious, and sat on the esteemed seat where Nangong Liu sat before.
Before Nangong Liu took this position, he refused with all his strength, but gave it three times. He always did his best to act modestly and respectfully. After sitting up, he spoke earnestly and earnestly the words of the crown for half an hour. How much support and support, how much to bear if there is a mistake, saliva is flying.
Jiang Xi is just three words.
"Should be."
He actually said that this position should be his sitting.
The head of Jiang, rich is really rich, crazy is really crazy, bad temper is really bad, and his face is really thick.
Xue Zhengyi suddenly remembered one thing, and whispered to Chu Wanning: "He didn't come to the Lingshan Conference, more than once."
Chu nightning did not understand these power disputes, and frowned slightly: "How do you say?"
"I mean, since Nangong Liu became the first lord, and the Confucianism Sect was recognized as the first major faction, Jiang Xi has never been to any sect master meeting..."
Chu nightning looked at Jiang Xi for a while and said: "This person is arrogant and arrogant, and it can be seen that he does not want to succumb to waste."
Xue Zhengyi was a little wronged: "I don't want to be under the trash either."
Chu nightning smiled faintly: "The lord is forbearance, not condescending."
Just as they were talking, a Gu Yueye's attendant suddenly approached, stopped beside their desk, made a salute, and then held a brocade box.
Xue Zhengyi looked back and said, "What's the matter?"
The attendant shook his head, pointed to his ears, and then pointed to his mouth. He was actually a deaf and mute servant who could neither speak nor hear.
Chu nightning watched him back and forth, and found that this person was different from the ordinary lonely moon night disciple, with a silver snake-shaped collar around his neck.
"Holy Hand of Cold Scales...?"
The dumb servant found that Chu nightning was looking at his collar, nodded again and again, bowed again, raised the box over his head, and presented it to him.
There is also a delicate serpentine coat of arms on the box. Xue Zhengyi looked at it and said to Chu nightning: "He should belong directly to the hand of the cold scale holy hand."
As he said that, he looked over to the seat of Gu Yueyue, and sure enough he saw the world's number one medicine sect master, the Holy Hand of Cold Scales, Hua Binan, who was wearing a veil and hat, showing his eyes, staring silently. They are here.
The author has something to say: Many of the replies yesterday were not answered, because yesterday's chapter was locked from 9:00 am to 4:00 pm, and I couldn't click into a single chapter to reply.
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Ergouzi: Why did you lock 185 yesterday? Is it because you kissed
Admin: No, because you touched his waist.
Ergouzi: …You just see me being honest, you wait, next time I will switch to the 0.5 set of equipment and go online, I promise not to kill you.