Advise Qingshan

He had just opened the green vines covered with rain at the entrance of the cave, and carried the roe deer in, when he realized that something was wrong.

This roe deer is probably not the ration given to him by God, because its legs are wrapped in white cloth and tied in a very clumsy knot, with blood seeping inside, it does not struggle when held by Ye Zhuo, and it is not afraid of people, which means This little animal is obviously domesticated and has an owner.

He was a little surprised, turned the roe deer over, and asked, "Is anyone raising the roe deer these days?"

Wen Mang yawned, and lay lazily beside Wen Xing, deeply doubting why such a strange thing could prove the truth. At this time, Ta Ling could only stay beside Elder Xue Song, who was a model in the world of cultivating immortals. Only then could he stop the urge to keep rolling his eyes at his master, and when he heard Ye Zhuo's sigh, he moved his cloth ears.

"Let it go, Xianjun, don't worry about it, the master is here."

Before it finished speaking, the green curtain was lifted again, and the rain and cool wind swept in together.

Ye Zhuo raised his head according to his words.

"Excuse me." A timid voice sounded, "Xiao Huang got lost, is he with you?"

It was a child who looked very young, with round eyes, and was leaning on a bamboo cane, which looked a little rough. Although there were no patches, the black coarse cloth was indeed rough, and there were bumps on his arms. Judging from his standing posture, he is still a little limp.

This place is close to Jiangchuan, Ye Zhuo thought, "Could this not be the child of the Orion in the mountains?" After thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong again. Very correct, the family should be studying.

He held up the roe deer "Is this yours?"

The boy was stunned, and seemed to think for a long time before he could hold back a sentence, "Well, it's my little Huang."

"It seems that thinking is a bit slow, maybe not so healthy," Ye Zhu thought.

Although Jiangchuan is the largest city in the world and it is close to Yishan Mountain, children from poor families still look down on medical care. When they were young, they got sick and were not cured, which affected their brains slightly. For example, this is still very common in rural families.

"Give it back to you." Ye Zhu handed the roe deer to him. This little animal was so heavy that he was afraid that the child would not be able to hold it, so he put it on the ground. The roe deer curled up and snuggled up to the child's legs, and did not move.

"It's so cute." He said, "I ran in just now, and I said someone raised it, and I wanted to use it for two days."

He never mentioned that he had to stew this thing to improve the food.

The child responded for a long time with "Thank you." Then he turned around, as if he wanted to go back.

With his appearance like this, Ye Zhu was a little afraid that he would get lost, but he was not so relieved to send the child home and ask him to leave Wen Xing, who is so weak now, here.

So he squatted down and touched the child's head, "Where is your adult?"

There was a hint of confusion in the child's eyes.

He didn't seem to understand this complicated question.

Wen Mang moved his ears again, and lazily pawed the ground with his paws, "Xianjun, take him out quickly, someone is here."

Ye Zhuo lifted Tengman, raised his head, and happened to look at a young man holding an umbrella. The young man's eyes lit up, and he gestured to him, "Did you see a little boy, so tall..."

This young man has a very handsome face, neat eyebrows, and a straight nose. Standing there with an umbrella in his hand, he exudes an air of elegance. He is dressed in blue and white clothes, with jade hanging from his waist, and a white jade crown and hair. He is the same as the Song family saw The clothes of those disciples were very similar.

Ye Zhuo shivered, and thought, "Is the Changzhou Duyue Pavilion belonged to ants? There are so many in one nest, why are they all disciples of it?"

He had to turn slightly to block Wen Xing in the cave, and at the same time gently pushed the child out, "Are you looking for him?"

The young man quickly thanked, "Ah, it's him, thank you brother." He waved at the child, "Ah Ze, come here quickly."

Ye Zhuo exchanged salutes with him, as if he had met him before, and asked Wen Mang while bending down, "How is this cultivation?"

Ta Ling said, "Don't worry, this cultivation base is very low, so low that you can play and abuse him now, he is definitely not an inner disciple of Changzhou Duyue Pavilion."

Ye Zhu was a little relieved, the child also plunged into the young man's arms, the young man seemed to heave a sigh of relief holding the child, and said with a smirk to Ye Zhuo, "That's good, brother, I'll go first. "

Ye Zhuo said politely, "Please..."

He wanted to say please go ahead, but that person didn't wait for Ye Zhuo to answer, he directly lifted the child up, without looking at this side, he walked very fast, as if he was afraid of something.

Ye Zhuo paused when he returned to the cave, "This is... is he afraid of me?"

Wen Mang took a look at the young man who left as if fleeing, "The back is straight, and the hairs on the arms are standing up, I'm afraid you will die of fear, Xianjun." He looked at Ye Jue, "You don't have fangs and wings something."

Ye Zhuo put down Tengman, "Who cares about the medicine he sells in the gourd, let's rest for a while and hurry up."

They rested in the cave for a while, and Wen Xing's resilience was more amazing than he had imagined. According to common sense, once something like a meridian is damaged, it is almost impossible to restore it, but there seemed to be a force in Wen Xing's body that was pulling him, Quickly dissolving and recovering quickly at the same time, he was already able to walk while supporting the stone wall in just a nap.

Ye Zhu found a thin bamboo for him, rounded the handle and sharpened the bottom, and handed it to him as a crutch, Wen Xing walked on his own with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and never asked Ye Zhuo to carry him on his back.Ye Zhu simply took his sword, walked in front of him, and cut the weeds that were in the way for him.After one or two hours, he also stumbled down the mountain, faster than the speed he carried on his back.

When they finally got down the mountain, Ye Zhuo was about to go to Jiangchuan in one go, when Wen Mang suddenly interjected, "Xianjun, go to the right. There are still countless people in the world."

It was a muddy path with twists and turns, and the end was blocked by dark green forests. It seemed that we were about to enter the mountain again. This mountain was much smaller than the one just now, and we could go up and down in a few hours. Ye Ju looked up , a small cornice was exposed on the top of the mountain. It looked the same as the one on the top of the mountain just now. It seemed to be another temple of Yishan Empress. There are actually a lot of temples in one piece.

He looked at Wen Xing, "It's getting late, there may be beasts in the forest, let's go to that temple to stay overnight."

This proposal is reasonable and Wen Xing naturally agrees.

Although there are many temples on Yishan Mountain, most of them are wild temples, and no one has worshiped them for a long time. The soil on the head of the statue is thicker than incense ash, and there are a lot of spider webs. When Ye Zhuo placed Wen Xing in the side hall He also frightened a lame rabbit, and when he walked around into the main hall to see, the one who was enshrined there was indeed the faceless Immortal Chongning.

Ever since Wen Xing was unable to move, the sword in his hand became Ye Jue's tool, everything from a planer to a shovel, and the handle of the sword could also be used as a hammer.

This sword has no name, not even a sword inscription, it is tattered, and only the jade on it is worth a little money. In fact, it does not meet Wen Xing's identity. Mud is not bad in general swords.Ye Zhu grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, knocked open the burnt statue, and dug out the pieces.Ye Ju put the previous ones on the brick floor one by one, and tried to put them together.

"No." He shook his head, "It's still far away."

Wen Mang circled around the small pile, "Don't worry, I'll look for it later."

Ye Zhu clapped the ashes on his hands, "That's a big project, I don't know how to find the year of the monkey."

He patted the ashes on his hands, "There is no hurry to fight the sword, I have to eat first, and I haven't eaten dinner yet. Hey, do you think there is a kitchen in this place?"

Wen Mang said, "You go around the stone statue and find the back doors on both sides. There should be there."

The shape of the temple is very similar to the one just now, with the temple gate facing the main hall, two side halls on the left and right, and a courtyard behind the main hall, surrounded by three small rooms.

Ye Zhu walked under the eaves of the corridor, looked room by room, and found a small kitchen for him. He was about to pull his belt to tie up his oversized sleeves, and catch two wild rabbits, when he suddenly stopped.

"I said" Ye Zhuo leaned on the stove, his tone was a little heavy, "Compared with other places, this kitchen has a lot of oil stains, but there is no dirt at all, and it is too clean."

——It's not just clean, he looked down at the cupboard, not to mention all the pots and pans inside, there was not even a trace of dust, there were gaps in the rough porcelain, and there were even water stains on the bowls, as if A day ago, someone used them to hold meals.

Ye Zhuo rushed out without opening the umbrella, and walked back quickly, "Wen Xing, where are you?"

However, before he could pass through the door of the hall, he was suddenly pulled by someone and hit someone hard. Then his wrist was grabbed and turned, and the long sword was suddenly drawn out. Ye Zhu subconsciously touched the spell in his sleeve , However, as soon as the fingertips touched the fabric, the aroma of cedar rushed to the face.

Ye Zhuo's muscles suddenly loosened.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Wen Xing stood directly in front of him, looking at the side door of the main hall.

There, the young man holding the umbrella also holds a long sword, the tip of the sword drips rain, and puts a defensive posture in front of his eyes. He is half sideways, protecting the child behind him, staring at Ye Zhu and the two of them. There was a bit of gnashing of teeth, his appearance was originally leaning towards elegance, but at this moment he abruptly revealed a bit of ruthlessness.

Wen Xing didn't get pinched by anyone, Ye Zhuo didn't panic immediately, he was protected by someone behind him, he was so calm that he even wanted to knock melon seeds, while watching with folded arms, he still didn't forget to pick the young man's thorns, facing him Wen Mang commented, "The momentum is not bad, but unfortunately his sword posture is too amateurish. It looks like he is about to use a rolling pin to roll the noodles. This way the middle door is empty and the base is unstable. I can knock him down. Hey, Changzhoudu The disciples of Yuege really can't do it."

Wen Mang rolled his eyes and said, "That's not what you said to Taoist Zhang Xuan in the ruined temple."

The young man stared at them. He saw Wen Xing grabbing the sword and holding the sword, flying like clouds and flowing water. He is a master, and his fierce expression has gone eight points. However, he still stared at them fiercely, and angrily reprimanded

"Longzhou Duyue Pavilion is also a decent family, why is he acting so dirty, he is already like this, you still refuse to let him go?"

Ye Zhuo "?"

"Wait" he came out from behind Wen Xing, "Did we have some misunderstanding?"

The young man gritted his teeth, "What misunderstanding can there be! A chance encounter is not counted, you have all chased here... Don't you monks take the lives of mortals!" He was obviously very excited, "I am not waiting to die, even if To strike a stone with an egg, also..."

"...It's all that and that." Ye Zhuo quickly interrupted, "Calm down, I think there is a misunderstanding."

Before the young man continued to curse, he tore off the jade hanging from Wen Xing's waist, which was engraved with an ancient Chinese character "Ning", and he showed the character to the young man, "I think you misunderstood, I...he is a disciple of Xiaquan, the Xiaquan Palace of Immortal Chongning, we have nothing to do with Changzhou Duyue Pavilion."

The young man asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Ye Zhuo raised his hand to indicate that there was no weapon, and said, "Really, we all came from Xiaquan Palace in the north for the fake sword cultivators."

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Throwing the sword to the ground, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Zhuo and Wen Mang looked at each other, both a little puzzled.

Immortal Lord Chongning and Emperor Guangyu Yuan did not see the king, and Xiaquan Palace and Changzhou Duyue Pavilion were in the same situation. When the disciples of Changzhou Duyue Pavilion heard that the disciple on the opposite side was coming to Xiaquan Palace, their first reaction was to grow up. A long sigh of relief?

Ye Zhuo commented pertinently, "If such an unworthy descendant comes out of Xiaquan Palace, I will definitely cut him to death."

Wen Mang is pertinent to demolish the situation, "But who will die if your current cultivation base is cut?"

Ye Zhuo ignored him and took a step forward, "Brother, you..."

The young man "Under the Master Yiqing" was obviously very embarrassed about the misunderstanding just now, and made a bow to them, counting it as an apology.

The etiquette of bowing, which is widely used in dynasties in the world, is actually not common in the world of cultivating immortals. Ye Zhuo can still return the courtesy after living in the mortal world for so many years, but Wen Xing can only stand aside with a cold face and slightly nod his head.

Ye Zhuao said, "Mr. Guan's attire should be a disciple of the Changzhou Duyue Pavilion, but why does he seem to be against this sect..." He paused, and chose a suitable word, "Quite critical?"

Shi Yiqing smiled wryly, "I don't know, the long boat crossing the moon is no longer the most elegant place in the world where the legends have gathered all the charm of Shenzhou." He shook his head, "Not only is it not elegant, but it is also a heinous crime that is beyond description!"

Ye Zhuo remained calm, "I would like to hear the details."