Gong Wei shook his head wearily, and fell on the bed, covering his face with the quilt and sighing.
Meng Yunfei said: "Perhaps it's because Sect Master Xu is in charge. There were no dead people in the city last night. Yuan Ju has ordered the collection of mercury mirrors in the city to prevent that ghost repair from using mirror techniques to make trouble again... Young Master Xiang? Are you really okay? "
Gong Weiwen made a loud "uh" sound, and judging from the ups and downs of the quilt, he should have shaken his head.
Meng Yunfei thought about it for a while, and then he said with embarrassment, "I've already heard about what happened yesterday. I was caught in the mirror and almost harmed the monks and the people present. Thanks to you. When I discovered the trigger for the illusion in time, Yuanju tried his best to rescue me, so I didn't make me do something that I would regret for the rest of my life..."
This is not wrong, if his guqin really goes crazy, the whole street will not be enough to die. Gong Wei buried himself in the quilt and said listlessly: "Meng Gongzi misunderstood, it's a fort... It's Yuchi Shaoxia's strength, and it has nothing to do with me."
Meng Yunfei was silent for a moment.
"Xiang Xiaogong lost his life essence in order to drive out ghost repairers, and he was injured again. I know everything about it." His voice fell unconsciously, and said, "I have an idea to invite you down from Cangyang Mountain. , but failed to fulfill the promise to ensure your safety. Every time I think about this, I feel very ashamed in my heart... "
Gong Wei immediately exposed his eyes from the quilt and looked at him, thinking, "Oh, I've seen people of this breed!"
Ying Kai is of this type, a modest gentleman, like a ponder, and he must draw his sword to help when the road is not peaceful. In everything, we must talk about etiquette, morality, pure morality, and strict self-discipline. Once there is guilt, it is worth more than gold, and you have to make up for everything you have.
"Deep kindness and righteousness, keep it in your heart." Meng Yunfei paused, looking at Gong Wei's eyes, and suddenly it was a little funny: "Xiang Xiao Gongzi, what are you looking at? I think about it, you are all You've slept now, aren't you hungry?"
Gong Wei knew that this kind of gentleman had his own set of moral systems, so he couldn't persuade him, so he yawned lazily and said, "It's just a small matter, Mr. Meng doesn't have to worry about it. I'm fine, I'll sleep a little longer."
Meng Yunfei said, "It's almost time to apply. If you go to sleep again, I'm afraid you will be sleepy at night. Why don't I take you to eat Linjiang fish?"
Gong Wei said "uh" again, and the quilt heaved up and down as he shook his head.
"Do you want to eat drunk chicken?"
Gong Wei came to his senses: "Where?"
Meng Yunfei smiled and said, "In a city five miles away, I will take you there with Yujian."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Wei got up, and instantly threw Xu Shuangce, who was full of brains, into the clouds: "Let's go, let's go."
Gong Wei hurriedly washed up, tied his hair, and walked out while putting on his clothes. Although this movement was in a hurry, there was a strange sense of rhythm in his gestures, and it seemed that everything he did was light and calm. It's hard to notice at first glance, but if you look closely, you can feel the subtle difference from ordinary monks.
Meng Yunfei followed behind him when he went downstairs, and couldn't help but be a little stunned. At this moment, a person suddenly came in at the door of the inn and ran into him: "Yunfei? Why are you going?"
It turned out to be Yu Chixiao who had just returned from work. Gong Wei happily put his hands behind his back and said, "Senior Meng invited me to eat drunk chicken. Is the young hero coming?"
When Yuchixiao saw him, his first reaction was to dodge his gaze, but halfway through, he didn't know why he did so, so he forced himself to turn his gaze back to stare at him, his cheeks were still slightly hot, but fortunately no one noticed: "You still eat chicken? Are you the son of a fox?!"
Gong Wei said, "Forget it if you don't come. Anyway, Senior Meng is rich, and Senior Meng pays the bill."
"Hey," Yuchixiao sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly looked vigilant, and forcibly squeezed into the middle of the two: "No, I have to go with you, Yunfei is an honest man! Don't bring him down!"
Meng Yunfei held his forehead and said nothing, Gong Wei said with a smile: "I've done it, young hero, I know you're not an honest person, let's go."
Yuchixiao: "Nonsense, what do you know about me!"
The two went out of the inn while bickering, and walked to the center of Linjiang Capital City with their swords. The streets were bustling with pedestrians, and the most gorgeous "Taibai Building" in the city was standing in front of them. Seeing the Xuanmen cultivator, the shopkeeper did not dare to be neglected, and immediately led them to the elegant seat on the second floor separated by a beaded curtain. Gong Wei was still covering his heart weakly and crying to Yuchixiao, "Young master, what is in your heart? If you think of me like this, I am your Taoist companion who has never been there..."
Yuchixiao blushed: "No! No such thing! Give me back the jade pendant!"
Yuchi Shaoxia just followed to monitor, Meng Yunfei didn't touch the water easily, only Gong Wei ordered a fat and tender drunken chicken, which he ate with relish. Yuchixiao used a small stove to warm a pot of Huadiao wine and drank it with Meng Yunfei. Seeing this, he couldn't help but scold him: "You see, you are so old and you still can't fast, do you rely on Huashi Dan all your life? Just like this, you still want to practice. Out of the golden elixir, do you still want to become an immortal?"
The Food Transformation Pill can dissolve the five grains in the abdomen, but it is very damaging to the spiritual power. Ordinary monks dare not eat more. Gong Wei was a person who used Huashi Dan as a jelly bean in his previous life. He didn't care when he heard the words, and took a small silver fork to pick up the chicken wings with great interest: "You are wrong to think so, Shaoxia Yuchi. What is the Dao? Dao It is to follow nature. There is life and death, joy and anger, gain and loss, gathering and dispersal; don't be too attached to people or things, it is a joy to meet together when you have a predestined relationship. Eat this chicken, but everything in the world has a time, and it will be eaten up by me later..."
Yuchixiao couldn't help laughing and laughing: "You can't become an immortal in a lifetime like this, what will you do if you die in a few decades!"
Gong Wei glanced at him slyly, and asked back, "Are you cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism just to avoid death? If you think so, you won't be able to ascend."
Meng Yunfei stroked his palms and sighed: "Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books, great wisdom is like a fool, great wisdom is like a fool!"
Yuchixiao slapped the table: "He's obviously a big fool and a wise man!"
Gong Wei said: "Listen to me and give another example, you will understand. Back then, the chief dean of the Xianmeng Palace, who was called the double honor with the leader of the alliance, was closer to the 'dao' than you, right? It wasn't because of the sword of Sect Master Xu. I was stabbed to death. Although this is considered a misfortune, it at least shows that cultivators cannot avoid death in seeking the Tao, and they were slaughtered after death... I suddenly remembered, what happened after that?"
Yuchixiao said, "You're 80,000 miles off topic! - What's next
"After the corpse was slaughtered." Gong Wei asked naturally, "So Dayi Immortal Venerable, is he buried in the Cangyang Mountain Peach Blossom Forest after his death?"
The timing and object of this question are too clever. After all, no one in the world can know more about how the follow-up story will develop than the nephew of Jianzong. Sure enough, Yuchixiao frowned and said, "Of course not, don't be foolish enough to ask others about this, if it is passed on to Sect Master Xu, your life will be abolished. He went to the door to ask for the corpse to be buried. Seeing that Sect Master Xu was closed and not responding, he smashed the Cangyang Mountain stone tablet with a sword. When the conflict was about to start, Ying Alliance Master arrived from the Daishan Xianmeng with a sword, and rushed to Xuanji Hall in person to meet Xu. The sect master fought in the air before he snatched the head of the palace back from his hands. At that time, the body was already damaged…”
Gong Wei was shocked: "Sect Master Xu lost?!"
"..." Yuchixiao glanced left and right before lowering his voice and said, "I lost."
Regarding the question of who is stronger between Ying Kai and Xu Shuangce, the Xuanmen families have been fighting for about twenty or thirty years. It was not until Xu Shuangce broke the killing barrier and took the lead in entering the later stage of the Mahayana realm that he could say that he was the first person in the world. But the truth is that the two have never turned their faces and fought, so they can't really tell the winner. The most widely circulated tabloid in the world of immortality, Kaiyuan Miscellaneous News, secretly held many votes, and Xu Shuangce won by a small margin every time, but Gong Wei still persevered in voting for Ying Kai until a month before his death.
Although a victory or defeat is not enough to judge the strength or weakness, Xu Shuangce would lose, which is really shocking.
Gong Wei never imagined that it would be himself (the body) who solved the mystery for the whole world. He couldn't help feeling overwhelmed by his devotion to his death and asked, "Was the body buried later?"
"The legend is that it was buried in Daishan."
"Didn't you have your grave dug by Sect Master Xu?"
Yuchixiao said, "Of course not. Are you out of your mind? Little Charming Demon, which great master would go to dig graves and rob tombs... Why don't you care so much about this? I warn you, you won't be allowed to return to Cangyang Sect. Asking all over the place, do you hear me?"
Impossible, since his remains are still in Mount Dai, how did Prefect Bai wander outside
Gong Wei thought about it for a while, and was about to inquire again, when suddenly there were footsteps on the stairs. Xiao Er led a man in a long robe with a tall back and invited him into the compartment next to them.
The elegant seats on the second floor are all separated by bead curtains, and even the shadows of the people in the seats can be faintly seen, and the voices of conversations can be communicated. Gong Wei then stopped talking, and played with chopsticks with a lot of thought, when suddenly he heard the storyteller downstairs "Crack!" and patted Jiufangmu:
"Last time, I said that the chaotic monster was the one that caused the disaster. Every year, it would eat a hundred virgins and virgins. It was a hundred miles away. Jianzong fought it for 18 rounds before cutting off half of its wings..."
Meng Yunfei smiled and said, "I'm sings the words of your swordsman again, Yuan Ju."
With a bang, Yuchixiao almost knocked over the table, but his face was full of horror: "No! Tell him to shut up!"
In this world, the spirit of seeking immortals and cultivating Taoism was extremely popular, and the people admired the famous people of immortals. They often sang the deeds of the masters of beheading demons and eliminating demons, so various dramas and storybooks were derived. Gong Wei went down the mountain to play when he was a child, and he heard Ying Kai and Xu Shuangce's "Kaiqi Mountain" when he was young to clear the demon cave, Jianzong Yu Chi Rui's "Wei Shuixian" to control floods, and the well-known legend in Taoist stories "Ghost Prince welcomes his relatives" Wait, it's really interesting.
But Yu Chi Rui never finds it interesting. He always feels that his best swordsmanship in the world has been touched by all kinds of monsters and ghosts. Every time he hears it, he has to flip the table—"Why do you have to fight eighteen rounds?!" "I have a sword. That's enough!" "Bah! Stupid people!!" Then he walked away with a humiliated face.
Meng Yunfei said: "Calm down Yuanju, the book is widely used to show that Lord Jianzong is popular among the people, so what's the point of being angry? You need to know that these folk storytellers, the more you ban them, the more they like to write, the so-called blocking is worse than sparse …”
Yuchixiao: "What do you know?! I've heard this before! The name is Domineering Sword Sect Er Yue Tao!"
Meng Yunfei: "!!"
Meng Yunfei's mood changed in an instant, Gong Wei still didn't understand what Er Yue Tao meant, only heard that the scholar was beaming and said:
"After returning to the cave, I was dying. I saw that Fahua Xianzun came forward, distressed and anxious, and couldn't help crying. A pair of delicate hands supported the scarred chest of Lord Jianzong and called: ' Lord!'…”
Gong Wei: "Pfft—"
Handy? Lang Jun? Lang Jun?
"Making rumors! Talking nonsense!" Yuchixiao pouted his head from the second floor and roared: "Besides, I've smashed you up, change it!"
Gong Wei covered his mouth and coughed in horror, only to hear all the guests downstairs accusing: "The words are originally fictional, what is there to spread rumors and not spread rumors?" "Neighborhood people like to hear about it, how old are you?" "If you are so serious, you will stop Hold your ears and don't listen!" "That's it!"
The old man Pingshu had a good temper: "Hey, is your son a disciple of Jianzong Yuchi's family? Forgive your sins and forgive your sins, then let's talk about it in a separate book. It is said that a new story book was published in Kaiyuan Miscellaneous News last month. , there is a song called 'Dongting Song', which is about Xuanmen Lesheng Liu Xuzhi, whose face is like Xiaoyue, gentle and elegant, and is admired by all sects. One day when he traveled to Dongting Lake, he saw a cultivator on the shore. Eight feet tall, handsome and strong, with a smile on his face, he picked lotus seeds and threw them on a boat..."
With a loud bang, Meng Yunfei suddenly crushed the celadon cup with his bare hands.
"Le Sheng was delighted to see it, his cheeks blushed and said: 'I don't know what the name of this Immortal Monarch is, and where is Immortal Township?' The monk smiled and said: 'I was born in the Immortal League, named Fahua Immortal Venerable...'"
Gong Wei: "Pfft!"
Gong Wei pinched his throat with both hands and coughed wildly, his mind was full of the words "handsome and burly", only to see Meng Yunfei "Shhh!" Lifting the bead curtain: "Shut up! I am the disciple of Lord Lesheng! Let my teacher go. Respect!!"
The crowd below was interrupted twice in a row, and suddenly the people were angry: "What are you monks doing!" "One or two are endless?" "What is it that the common people are obstructing you, calm down!"
Meng Yunfei grabbed the railing and was about to rush down, but Yuchixiao held him to death: "It's better to block, it's better to block, brother Yunfei!"
The old storyteller quickly got up and apologized: "Xianjun is not angry, Xianjun is not angry, it's the little old man who didn't think about it carefully, let's change it!"
Gong Wei finally choked the chicken bone out of his trachea, and picked up the teacup with trembling hands. Before he had time to calm down, he heard that the scholar stroked his beard and said, "So, the little old man passed through the capital that day. , I was fortunate enough to listen to the new play I just played, called "The Yellow Springs Can't Be Loved", which has absolutely nothing to do with the teachers of the two little immortals. It is said that Sect Master Xu of Cangyang Mountain heard about the chaos of the ghosts, so he traveled thousands of miles and went there in person. Underworld, I came to the Sansheng Stone under the Naihe Bridge, and saw a figure of a young man in white clothes and black hair, who was out of the world, and couldn't help but feel very sad..."
A very bad premonition suddenly rose in Gong Wei's heart.
The next moment he heard the old man say vividly:
"... The boy didn't answer with tears in his eyes, turned around and left. Sect Master Xu took a step forward, but he held him tightly and refused to let go, asking: 'What am I sorry for you, why did you kill me?' Said: 'I will take you back to Cangyang Mountain today. From now on, there will only be you and me in the world, and there will be no Cangyang Sect Master and Fahua Immortal Venerable!'…”
boom-
This time, it was really thousands of thunder tribulations. Gong Wei's eyes were black, his brain was blank, and his soul was faintly out of his body, and he was about to go straight to Huangquan.
Why is it all me
What is delicate, handsome, strong, and out of the ordinary, I am just a brick for you to engage in literary literature, where do you need to move it
In a trance, he heard the panicked voices of Meng Yunfei and Yuchixiao on the opposite side: "Xiang Young Master! What's wrong with you, Young Master Xiang?" "Calm down little Charming Monster! The words are all fiction!" "Calm down, calm down. !”…
"No, no, this is too fabricated!" At this time, a guest downstairs protested, and I saw a few women wearing veils who came out to drink tea. I don't know if they were young ladies from a wealthy family or female nuns from a local sect. , they were dissatisfied and said: "It is well known that Sect Master Xu has a deep love for his deceased wife, and there is still a portrait of his deceased wife hanging on Cangyang Mountain. How can you arrange people like this? Isn't this disrespectful to the deceased?"
The guests downstairs who had listened with gusto were also taken aback for a while, and after a while they said, "That's right." "That makes sense!"
"This..." The old storyteller was interrupted for the third time, and he couldn't help but open his mouth for a while: "Yes, it's the little old man who is talking about it. Then, based on what the girls saw, what else are you talking about today?"
After a long discussion among the guests, someone suggested, "Let's just talk about Sect Master Xu and his wife's "Nian Nujiao"!"
"Nian Nujiao" is a popular saying more than ten years ago. It has been sung for many years and is very popular. As long as it doesn't come under the eyes of Sect Master Xu of Cangyang Mountain and say it, no one will smash the stall anywhere. The old storyteller heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it should be safe now, so slap! With a single shot, Jiufangmu was photographed:
"This book, "Nian Nujiao," which has been sung across the country, tells the story of Sect Master Xu who went down the mountain to fight off demons one year and was seriously injured, but was fortunately rescued by a woman. The woman was beautiful, intelligent and kind, but it was a pity that she was a mortal farmer."
Someone laughed and said, "There are so many fairies in Xuanmen, how could the dignified Sect Master of Cangyang marry a farmer's daughter?"
The old storyteller said sternly: "You can't say that. There are some people in this world who have a vulgar appearance, but a cold heart, and they are not good match after all; What about in general? Besides, the truth cannot be tested long ago, and what we are talking about is just the story.”
The whole audience said yes, only Meng Yunfei asked curiously, "What happened to you, Yuanju?"
"… "
I saw Yuchixiao fidgeting, his face extremely strange, and he swallowed for a while:
"This Nian Nujiao is... After the death of President Gong, my uncle hated Cangyang Sect Master deeply, so..."
Meng Yunfei: "Just?"
"Just... paid someone to make it up... "
Gong Wei's out-of-body divine soul had just struggled back, and was almost knocked out alive by this nine-day divine thunder.
"Although the woman was only the daughter of a farmer, she was diligent in explaining her words and taking good care of her. The two faced each other day and night, and they soon fell in love with each other. The sect master was concerned about the world, and the night before he set off to go back to Cangyang Mountain, he gave the woman a gold medal. Huan, said: 'Although I have a long way to go, I will be back in ninety-nine-eighty-one days, and I will propose to you at that time. What do you think?' I saw the woman Yingying smiled and took the golden ring - guess what? ?"
The storyteller deliberately sold out, and a guest said, "That must be a promise!"
Someone else laughed and said, "Who wouldn't agree to this? I'm afraid there isn't one in the world!"
The storyteller stroked his beard smugly and said to the audience full of stretched necks, "I saw that woman put on a gold ring, called 'Sect Master', and said softly..."
Dang bang.
Obviously it was a very subtle sound, like someone stomping the wine glass on the table, neither lightly nor heavy.
But at this moment, as if an invisible hand paused the time, all the guests paused, the storyteller's mouth was still open comically, the shopkeeper poured half of the wine and solidified in the air, and the second running hall maintained the posture of serving the food. Not moving.
"… "
Gong Wei's eyelashes fluttered, and his consciousness slowly recovered from the initial trance. Immediately, he was horrified and looked at the source of the voice just now—
Across a thin bead curtain, the man in the elegant seat next door was drinking alone. At this moment, he was looking away from the peach blossoms flying all over the city outside the window, and a slender and powerful hand was still pressing on the wine glass in front of him.
Gong Wei widened his pupils silently.
—I saw the man picked up the wine glass and drank it, then stood up, the disguise spell finally faded from his face, revealing the true face of Gu Jing Bubo.
It was Xu Shuangce.