Feng Ci naturally noticed the trembling of the little hairball, and glanced back at Pei Qianyue, and happened to see Pei Qianyue's lips pursed tightly, with a cold expression on his face.
Feng Ci hurriedly put the little fox into his arms: "I'll let you try his texture, it's not the texture, don't even think about eating it!"
Pei Qianyue's expression suddenly became uglier.
The little fox seemed to know that Feng Ci would protect him, so he burrowed into Feng Ci's chest, his dark eyes were covered with mist.
"..." Pei Qianyue finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled Feng Ci up with one hand, and picked up the back of the little fox's neck with the other.
"Hanshan Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism, how can there be a fox demon?" Pei Qianyue said coldly, "Where did you come from, why are you with us?"
The little fox kicked his legs in a panic with his hands, as if he was about to faint from fright.
Feng Ci burst out laughing, and couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, don't scare it."
He knew that this little black snake in his family was jealous, but he didn't expect that such a big person would even eat the vinegar of a fox.
Feng Ci rescued the little fox from Pei Qianyue's hands, put it back on the ground, and said, "As long as you tell the truth, we won't hurt you. Tell me, little fox demon, why did you do this?"
The little fox shook his head, but said nothing.
Feng Ci couldn't believe it: "You have at least hundreds of years of cultivation, and you still can't speak?"
He was about to use his spirit to investigate, but Pei Qianyue pulled him back: "I'll do it."
Feng Ci: "..."
I really mind, Xiao Hei.
Feng Ci didn't stop him, and stepped aside to let Pei Qian take over. The threat from the big demon made the little fox not dare to touch it, and obediently let Pei Qianyue's hand fall on it.
After a while, Pei Qianyue said, "It's spirit is exhausted."
"Exhausted?" Feng Ci frowned.
Under what circumstances would a demon exhaust its spirit
Could it be that something really happened in Hanshan Temple
A little spiritual light glowed in Pei Qianyue's palm, and the dark blue light slowly enveloped the little fox's body. The little fox shook its tail twice in panic and bang.
A seven or eight-year-old boy appeared on the ground.
The boy was covered in a halo, lying on the ground, a pair of dark and bright eyes blinked blankly. He was forced to take shape by Pei Qianyue's infusion of spirit, but the transformation was not complete. A long fox tail hung behind him, and a pair of sharp ears on his head were trembling uncomfortably.
Pei Qianyue said coldly: "What happened, how did your spirit become exhausted, tell me."
"I... I don't know..." the boy finally said, his voice trembling immaturely.
Pei Qianyue: "I don't know, or I don't want to say?"
"I, I don't know..." The little fox demon trembled violently, her bright eyes misted, "I really don't know... I don't remember..."
Feng Ci narrowed his eyes.
Pei Qianyue wanted to do it again, but Feng Ci gave him a hand.
"Let me do it." Feng Ci said, "You are so fierce, who dares to tell you the truth."
Pei Qianyue: "..."
Pei Qianyue seemed a little displeased, but he still took a step aside to let Feng Ci pass by.
Feng Ci squatted down in front of the little fox demon, touched the opponent's head, and said in a low voice, "You came to me, do you want to say something to me?"
The little fox demon's body finally stopped shaking.
He raised his head, looked at Feng Ci with eyes filled with mist, and said a word very softly: "."
Feng Ci: "Huh?"
"Quick." The little fox demon jumped up and grabbed Feng Ci's wrist, "Leave here and never come back again, hurry up!"
Feng Ci looked at him calmly: "Why?"
The little fox demon was stunned.
Feng Ci bowed his head, his expression was still very gentle, and he was persuasive: "Tell brother, why?"
The little fox demon stared at him blankly, and murmured: "Don't you want to?"
Feng Ci still wanted to test a few words, but a voice suddenly came from the side: "Xiaohu, what are you doing?"
It was the monk named Jingchen.
The little fox demon trembled all of a sudden, the little bit of inspiration that Pei Qianyue had just crossed in just now used up. There was another bang in the yard, and the boy turned back into a little fox.
The little fox fell to the ground, shook his head, and Jing Chen had come over.
He bent down and hugged the little fox into his arms, and said goodbye to the wind with a Buddhist salute: "Sorry, this is the little fox in my master's monastery. Master has not been here for a few days. This little fox is running around without supervision. But did it disturb the two of you?"
The little fox lay in the crook of Jingchen's arms, drooping its ears like a wilt.
Feng Ci's eyes darkened slightly.
But he didn't say anything, just smiled: "No, the little fox is very cute, we are just playing."
"That's good." Jingchen said, "This little fox is wild and unruly, and the monk will take him back to discipline him, so I'll take my leave first."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Feng Ci's response, he hugged the little fox and turned around to leave.
The smile on Feng Ci's face disappeared: "This Hanshan Temple...it seems not so simple."
Pei Qianyue: "Master, do you want me to follow?"
"No need." Feng Ci said, "It would be boring to expose all the hole cards as soon as they come up. I want to see what else they can play."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and went to her own room, and stretched her waist: "I have to sleep for a while, or I won't sleep at night."
***
After so many years of experience, the biggest gain to Fengci may be that he has acquired the ability to sleep no matter where and under what circumstances.
Fengci went back to his room and lay down for a while, then he really fell asleep.
He slept so deeply that he didn't even notice that the door was opened a crack.
A black snake crawled in slowly.
The black snake crawled very slowly, barely making any sound when its body touched the ground. The guest house in the temple is narrow, and the door is the foot of the bed. The black snake raised its head slowly, and climbed up the foot of the bed bit by bit.
Feng Ci suddenly turned over.
The black snake's actions stopped suddenly.
The room is filled with deathly silence, only the moonlight flows quietly through the windows.
Feng Ci couldn't sleep well, and when he turned over just now, he directly lifted a corner of the thin quilt on his body. A leg protruded from the dark quilt, and the shoes and socks were taken off, revealing a part of the ankle that glowed in the moonlight.
Soon he was entangled by the black snake.
Being directly touched by the cold snake's body, Feng Ci only shrank slightly, as if he still hadn't woken up.
Hei Snake raised his head, and looked at Feng Ci with light-colored pupils, as if paying attention to his reaction. After a while, it tilted its head and lowered its head again.
The ankles that were directly attached to Fengci got into the quilt.
The snake body slipped into the quilt silently, leaving only the slender snake tail hanging down on the bed, swinging it from time to time, revealing the excitement and tension of the owner.
After a long time, the snake's head finally came out from the side of Feng Ci's neck.
In the next second, he was tightly grasped by a pair of hands.
Feng Ci turned over, pinched seven inches of the snake's body accurately, and pressed the whole black snake into the soft bed.
The black snake trembled all over, and turned back into a human form.
Feng Ci's hand was pinching his fragile neck.
There was no trace of sleepiness on Feng Ci's face. He supported Pei Qianyue's side with one hand, but instead of letting go of the other hand, he spoke a little harder. He tilted his head, showing a wicked smile: "Where did the little snake demon dare to climb on my bed?"
Pei Qianyue frowned slightly when he pinched her, but the corners of her lips curled up.
He was neatly dressed from the waist up, as if he was the lord of Langfeng City, but his lower body still had a snake tail. The cold and greasy tail hovered up and hooked Feng Ci's ankles.
The quilt was still on Feng Ci's body, and it slid down to his shoulders, trying to cover up the ambiguous posture of the two of them.
"Speak, little snake demon." Feng Ci looked down at him, and said with a smile, "In the middle of the night, did you fall in love with this seat's spirit and wanted to secretly absorb it to increase your cultivation?"
Pei Qian Yue said, his voice was a bit dull because of being strangled by the neck: "If so, what do you want?"
"I want..." Feng Ci tilted his head and thought for a while, "I will beat you back to your original form, so that you can only be a snake in the future, are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid." Pei Qianyueyin didn't mean to be afraid, but a little happy, "Then what if I'm not after your spirit, but you?"
The smile on Feng Ci's face froze.
"It's not playing anymore, it's not fun." He let go of his hand suddenly, turned over and was about to sit up, but unexpectedly, the snake's tail rubbed by his feet suddenly became troubled.
The snake's tail rolled up even more fiercely, wrapped around Feng Ci's waist in an instant, and pulled him back.
Feng Ci fell back into Pei Qianyue's arms.
"Let go." Feng Ci said.
"How long are you going to pretend to be stupid?" Pei Qianyue's deep voice rang in his ears, "What's on my mind, can Master really not see it?"
"Stop messing around." Feng Ci turned away from looking at him, "I know you are angry that I touched that fox today, and I will only touch you in the future, okay?"
Pei Qianyue didn't answer.
The snake tail entangled around Feng Ci's waist became heavier little by little, making Feng Ci feel a little painful.
Suddenly, a long bell rang in the house.
Feng Ci raised his head suddenly.
"It's the clock." Feng Ci tilted his head to look at the window, "How come this time?"
It was already night when they arrived at Hanshan Temple, after such a long delay, Feng Ci even fell asleep, the hour had already passed.
Why is the clock ringing at this time.
The first bell rang slowly, and immediately the second rang.
Feng Ci wanted to get up, but Pei Qianyue still hugged him tightly.
Feng Ci had no choice but to coax: "Okay, let's talk slowly after this matter is over, okay?"
The expression on Pei Qianyue's face finally eased a little, and the snake tail around Fengci's waist relaxed.
"Okay." Pei Qianyue said lightly.
***
In Hanshan Temple, it was eerily quiet now.
Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue went all the way from the guest house to the main hall in the front yard, but they didn't see anyone. Feng Ci stood in front of the main hall, and there was only the echoing bell in the air, adding a bit of loneliness to the whole temple.
Feng Ci closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Did you feel it?"
Pei Qianyue: "What?"
"There is no aura of a stranger." Feng Ci opened his eyes and said calmly, "There is nothing left."
When they just entered the temple, the monks in the temple were obviously still in business as usual. It can be found that in the entire Hanshan Temple, there is no smell of strangers.
"and-"
Before Feng Ci finished speaking, he suddenly walked forward quickly, pulled the temple gate and stepped out. But in the next second, he re-entered through the gate of the temple.
The old and simple temple gate slowly closed behind him, making a dull sound.
Standing in front of the door, Feng Ci spread his hands at Pei Qianyue: "And we can't get out."
Pei Qianyue had already arrived at Feng Ci's side. He raised his hand and pressed on the gate of the temple, probing for a moment: "It seems that some kind of restriction has been placed."
Pei Qianyue: "Can't you even hit Master?"
"It should be possible." Feng Ci pondered, "Just blow up all of this."
All the forbidden techniques in the comprehension world, whether it is formations, secret realms, or illusions, cannot escape the two essential things. The area covered by the ban, and who created the ban.
If there is no way to break it, get rid of any one of these two, and the restriction can be broken by itself.
Now the Hanshan Temple is banned and blocked, and the person who created the ban is temporarily missing. If you want to go out, you only need to raze the Hanshan Temple to the ground.
As long as the temple is gone, there will naturally be no restriction formations.
With Feng Ci's ability, it's easy to do this.
But he obviously can't do that.
They didn't come here to take risks, they came to investigate the murderer who slaughtered the fairy gate.
Now everything is really unknown, if this is really ruined, the clues to the murderer will be gone.
The long and long bell still reverberated, Feng Ci looked up, Hanshan Temple was built on the mountain, behind the main halls, there was a tower at the top of the temple.
Feng Ci narrowed his eyes: "Where did the clock come from?"
***
A circle of bodhi trees was planted around the tower, and it stood quietly and solemnly at the top of Hanshan Temple accompanied by a long clock. There are seven floors in the tower, and a bell is hung under the corner eaves of each floor.
And the bell that reverberates in the temple comes from the top floor of the tower.
Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue stood under the bodhi tree, looking up, a layer of translucent barrier that is hard to see with the naked eye completely wrapped the tower, which should belong to the same source as the prohibition that blocked the gate of the temple, and it was difficult to break through.
Feng Ci said: "It seems that the formation is here, but how do we get in—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier in front of the two of them suddenly opened.
Ahead, the gate of the tower suddenly opened.
"Hey." Feng Ci blinked, "This is well prepared."
The inside of the door was filled with black mist, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.
Feng Ci stepped forward and wanted to move forward, but was blocked by Pei Qianyue: "Master, why don't you let me go..."
Feng Ci has lived in this world for three thousand years, and has overcome hundreds if not thousands of dangers. He has always been the first to lead the battle, and this is the first time someone has stood in front of him.
He raised his brows slightly, feeling fresh for a moment: "Do you really think of me as your weak little apprentice?"
Pei Qianyue withdrew his hand and lowered his head slightly: "Don't dare."
"I see that there is nothing you dare not to do when you curl your tail around me." Feng Ci slandered, raising his hand to pat Pei Qianyue on the head.
Not enough.
He froze for a moment, turned in the direction blankly, and patted Pei Qianyue on the shoulder: "Your master, I haven't been to a real secret realm for a long time, let me go and play, be good."
Pei Qianyue could only nod: "Okay."
Feng Ci was about to withdraw his hand, but Pei Qianyue grabbed it again.
"Master, wait a moment."
Pei Qianyue grabbed his wrist with one hand, reached into his bosom with the other, and took out a red thread.
He wrapped the red thread around Fengci's ring finger a few times.
Pei Qianyue's hands are beautiful, well-proportioned, slender, but not as soft as a woman's. The red thread was wrapped around his fingers, making his fingers fairer.
He wrapped one end of the red thread around Feng Ci's root, and wrapped the other end around his own finger.
"I don't know what I will encounter in this tower. With this, I can find the owner." Pei Qianyue said.
Feng Ci raised his hand and looked at his fingers through the moonlight. The red rope disappeared quickly when it was tied, Feng Ci gently brushed it with his fingertips, and a light red trace emerged from the depths of the flesh, like a ring of very light color.
Beside him, Pei Qianyue's ring finger also showed the same lines.
Suddenly there was a breeze blowing in the courtyard, the bell hanging on the tower swayed gently with the breeze, making a crisp sound, and the fallen leaves of the linden tree were flying.
"Where I'm going after that, don't you know all about it?" Feng Ci chuckled, "You've got a good plan, Xiao Hei."
Pei Qianyue was also very calm: "Master doesn't want me to know?"
"Not really, but..." Feng Ci paused, "You probably don't know what it means to engrave the curse mark on this finger, a place I've been to before."
Pei Qianyue: "What?"
"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence." Feng Ci didn't explain, he withdrew his hand, turned and went to the tower, "La."