In the inn on the sandbank, the two luckily adjusted their bodies to dispel the biting chill.
Suddenly there was a creaking sound in the quiet room. Xie Bian chuckled and rubbed his stomach: "Oh, I'm hungry."
Fan Wuxi took a deep breath and closed his dantian, he opened his eyes: "At this point, the cook should be awake, I'll let him cook two bowls of noodles."
"No deterrence, be careful."
"rest assured."
After a while, Fan Wuxi came back with two bowls of noodles. He put the noodles on the table and was about to hug Bian.
Xie Bian raised his hand to stop him: "I'll do it myself, I can handle the sword."
"The trauma is healed, but the bones haven't healed yet, so don't walk around casually." Fan Wuxi bent over and hugged him, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Besides, I like to hug you."
Xie Bian coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment.
Fan Wuxi put him in the chair: "Eat it while it's hot. This sandbar is a post station for entering Kunlun, and it's not a place where you can stay for a long time."
"Hmm." Xie Bian grabbed the chopsticks, stared at the noodle bowl and was stunned.
It was a very ordinary bowl of noodles in clear soup. A thin strand of white noodles lay docilely in a large porcelain bowl. A yellow poached egg, just looking at it makes people warm from the tip of the tongue all the way to the stomach.
"How do you know I want two poached eggs?" Xie Bian blinked at Fan Wushi.
Fan Wuxi paused for a moment holding the chopsticks: "Didn't you eat two noodles last time?"
"Is there? Why don't I remember." Xie Bian couldn't remember when he had met Fan Wuxi, usually he would only crack two eggs for himself when he cooks himself. If he had a quick meal outside, he didn't open his mouth unintentionally.
"Eat quickly."
Xie Bian took a sip of the noodles and found it very appetizing. As he ate, he thought about it. Fan Wuxi seemed to know what he liked to eat. When he went out to buy vegetables, he picked out his favorite food. When he ate out, he ordered his favorite food. People have similar tastes.
But this poached egg...
"Is it delicious?" Fan Wuxi interrupted his doubts.
"Ah, not bad." Xie Bian smiled, "But I still cook better."
"When we go back to Tianshi Palace, I want to eat the meals cooked by my senior brother every day."
Xie Bian sighed softly: "I also want to go back to Tianshi Palace, Mr. Cui Fu and Bo Zhu must miss us too."
"Soon."
After the two of them finished their meal, Xie Bian took out from his arms the yellow talisman that he had torn off from Snow Demon's body last night: "This puppet talisman, what can you see?"
Fan Wushi took the crumpled yellow talisman, flattened it, looked carefully, then shook his head.
Xie Bian summoned Infinity Bi, pasted the talisman, and Infinity Bi immediately flickered green: "I found it at that time."
"What's going on here? There's Yin Qi on this talisman?"
"Yes, it's very faint, but it's tinged with yin."
Fan Wuxi frowned and said, "Under what circumstances will there be Yin energy on the talisman?" Most of the talismans drawn by monks are used to deal with evil things. It would be too weird if even the talismans had evil spirits.
"It's hard to say." Xie Bian pondered, "I met a monk who was possessed by evil spirits, and the talismans he drew were yin. If the yin talismans drawn by Ming Jiang, the yin would not be so light. "
"The cultivator possessed by evil spirits will control the snow demon to chase and kill us?"
Usually, the body of a person who can ascend to the Tao is filled with resentment and evil spirits. This kind of evil spirit is controlled by obsession, and the mind has been slackened.
Xie Bian was also very confused: "It's clearly someone who did it, such as Yun Zhongjun or those few elders of the Cangyu Sect who disappeared. Or maybe, they happened to have received evil spirits just before drawing the talisman, which caused them to get tainted by evil spirits? "
"That sounds far-fetched."
"No matter what, that person must be clearly targeting us. We have never killed anyone, and naturally we don't have life-and-death hatred. It can't be evil. Even Wu Wubi didn't perceive any evil."
"Well, it's likely that Qi Mengsheng sent someone to grab the 'things' in our hands." Fan Wuxi's eyes darkened, wondering whether Qi Mengsheng had already obtained the golden casket and jade policy, and already knew that Bian was the reincarnation of the Emperor.
Saying that Cheng Yanzhi is a "thing", Xie Bian felt a little awkward, but thinking about it, he is only an inch in size and is being carried on his body, so it doesn't look like a thing. The fate of this person is really embarrassing.
"Wuxi, it's almost dawn, we have already left Kunlun, let's go to Mount Tai with the sword as soon as possible."
"good."
"But I'm worried about Wuya." Xie Bian hesitated, "It won't go out and make trouble?"
Before entering the sandbar, they hid Wuya somewhere in the snowfield and sealed it with a soul-binding array.
"Will not."
"With Wu Ya's cultivation level, the soul-binding array won't be able to trap it for long. I'm afraid it will break the array and harass the people."
"Maybe we came back before it broke the formation. Even if it broke the formation, it will not disturb the people. What kind of background it is, it fought with the king of Chu in life, and helped the demon king to unify Kyushu after death, and at the bottom of Fengming Lake Using Bing Ling to practice for a hundred years, how can you look at ordinary people."
"You're right, it's just..."
"There is no other way now, and we can't take it into the customs." Fan Wuxi secretly touched his Qiankun bag. The soul card he made before has already taken Wu Ya into it, and the soul card that can contain evil spirits is also one of the sorcery in the "Huang Di Tian Ji Jing", such techniques as controlling corpses and recruiting yin soldiers are not original creations by him. , It is not the first time, there have always been demon cultivators who borrowed the power of the nether world, but only he got the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman. The so-called soul card is actually a tiny powerful talisman.
Xie Bian thought of the skeleton warhorse, which stood alone in the pure white world, like the only dot of ink on the scroll, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart: "Actually, I should take it back to Hades and let it reincarnate."
"Xianmeng will not allow it." He will never hand Wu Ya to Xianmeng.
Xie Bian snorted softly: "The Immortal League has nothing to do with our Nether affairs."
"Brother, let's go." Fan Wushi hugged Xie Bian again.
Jie Bian said angrily: "Let me go by myself, what would it look like to be seen by others."
"Looks like I'm holding you." Fan Wuxi suddenly laughed, "Does it look like I'm holding my wife through the door?"
"Nonsense again." Xie Bian struggled.
"Don't move." Fan Wuzhen threatened, "If you move again, I will kiss you."
Xie Bian stared at Fan Wuyin, but he didn't dare to move.
The store owner has rented two horses for them according to their instructions, and they are waiting outside the door.
Fan Wuzhen put Jie Bi'an on the horse, and threw a piece of silver to the shopkeeper.
Seeing that he spent a lot of money, the shopkeeper smiled happily, and offered the food along the way, and asked enthusiastically, "My lords, where are you going?"
"Taishan." Fan Wuxi replied casually.
The shopkeeper let out an "ouch" with an exaggerated expression, "Taishan, something happened to Taishan, so I can't go there."
Xie Bian's heart was tightened immediately, and he said anxiously, "What happened?!"
"You just came back from outside the pass, you don't know yet, Mount Tai turned white all night."
"A night of white hair?"
"Ah, I heard that the old hag of the Cangyu Gate forcibly occupied Mount Tai and turned Mount Tai into a snow mountain, covering the ground with ice for ten miles. She is holding the young master of the Moon Pavilion in her hand, and the Immortal Alliance is in a stalemate. , it is rumored that even Zhong Kui, the celestial master, has been recruited. This is a pain for the people around, and almost all of them have run away."
Hearing this, Xie Bian was worried and comforted at the same time, the worry was that Qi Mengsheng was so difficult to deal with, and the comfort was that Lan Chuihan and Zhong Kui were fine at the moment. He asked again: "Is there any news?"
"We don't know more about it, I just listened to what the customers said." The shopkeeper looked at Jie Bian's legs and said hesitantly, "This young man has trouble with his legs and feet, why are he still running there? It's too late."
Fan Wuxi got on his horse: "Brother, let's go."
The two rode away—
The speed of ordinary horses is incomparable with Wu Yazi, but they traveled day and night, and arrived in three or four days at most.
Along the way, they dared not stay in the inn again, for fear of being followed. He often finds an abandoned house and ruined temple, makes do with a few hours of rest, and then continues on his way.
When they were less than a hundred miles away from Mount Tai, they passed a small town at sunset.
There were not many people in the town, and it seemed a little cold. At this time, it was dark, and the whole town was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun. The sky kept pressing down, vowing to drive away all the light. They ran all the way from the extremely cold Kunlun to the warm spring, thinking that only the bleak white would overwhelm people, but they did not expect that this ordinary orange sunset would also make people feel depressed.
Probably tired, Xie Bian thought.
Fan Wuxi also thought of a place to go: "Brother, let's have a meal here." These three days of non-stop driving, eating dry food to satisfy hunger, almost don't know what hot soup and hot rice are like up.
Xie Bian thought that Mount Tai was not far from here, so he agreed to have a meal and rest without delaying anything.
They found a restaurant, tied up their horses, Xie Bian was determined not to let Fan Wuxi hug him, and walked in slowly.
Both feet hurt when they hit the ground, but at least I can walk.
There was only one table for them in the restaurant, and the shop owner looked listless, Fan Wuxi ordered some food casually, and when he saw that he agreed, he turned his head and left, I don't know how much he wrote down.
"This small town is really deserted."
Fan Wuxi said: "Maybe because of the changes in Mount Tai, many people have moved away."
Xie Bian frowned and looked around. This place made him feel a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, but Wu Wubi didn't respond, which meant that there were no evil spirits around. I'm afraid he was really too tired and too sensitive.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother."
Fan Wuxi yelled twice before Xie Bian came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"
"what's on your mind?"
"I didn't think about anything."
"Brother?"
"Huh?" Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuzhen, and suddenly found that his vision was a little blurry, and he immediately became alert, "Wuyin, do you think something is wrong here?" He tried hard to see Fan Wuyin clearly, then Zhang Jin's face kept blurring.
Fan Wuxi seemed to open his mouth to say something, but Xie Bian could only see the shape of his mouth, but couldn't hear the sound.
A question arose in his mind, how did he end up in this small town