An actor who cannot become an Internet celebrity is not a good priest

The morning light was twilight, and the transparent light and shadow passed through the gaps in the leaves and hit the tent obliquely. The beasts that howled all night stopped, and there was silence in the forest.

When Lu Yuyang opened his eyes, he saw the ring on the ring finger of his left hand. Last night, the light was poor and his mind was full of confusion. He didn't even look at it carefully. Only then did he realize that this simple and small ring was symmetrically inlaid with two small rings. Blue diamond, calm but not too monotonous.

how to say?

It's very like Xu Yingdi.

"It's called 'bondage.'"

Lu Yuyang's eyes focused from the ring to Xu Qingchu's face, he thought of something, winked and smiled meaningfully: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect Daoist Xu to be so dignified."

"Huh?" Xu Qingchu didn't realize what he said, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Restraint," Lu Yuyang blinked expectantly, "Prison/Juai, the next step is the little black room, bondage play?"

"That's not what it means." Xu Qingchu's eyes showed a touch of helplessness, a feeling of powerlessness defeated by Lu Yuyang's fun.

Seeing this, Lu Yuyang just wanted to play tricks on Xu Qingchu, but the next moment he suddenly leaned over and bit his ear gently.

"If you like it, it's not impossible."

The voice that had just woken up was three-point hoarse, and accompanied by the warm breath penetrated into Lu Yuyang's tympanic membrane, and drove straight in, causing the heart to be in chaos, and the top of the head was congested with blood. With such stimulation in the early morning, Lu Yuyang's body responded subtly. Reaction.

The two of them were close, Xu Qingchu noticed it immediately, his cold eyes were stained with a clear smile, he bit Lu Yuyang's lips lightly, and said in a warm voice: "Good boy, solve it yourself".

Seeing that he was about to get out of the tent when he turned around, Lu Yuyang blushed and gritted his teeth and said, "You've learned badly!"

"is it?"

Xu Qingchu turned his head and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly. Lu Yuyang saw the shadow of Xu Qingzhou on his face for a moment, and couldn't bear the shame. Sure enough, the whole family...

When Lu Yuyang got out of the tent, Xu Qingchu was pouring water to extinguish the sparks. Looking at him with his ascetic side face and tight and smooth waistline, he had a beastly impulse.

"Lu Chu, have breakfast." Seeing Lu Yuyang come out, Jian Xiao hurriedly brought him compressed biscuits and water.

Lu Yuyang took it, stuffed his mouth angrily, and looked at Xiao Heng who was tearing down the tent while chewing.

As if aware of Lu Yuyang's gaze, Xiao Heng paused as he took down the tent, then turned his head and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Lu Yuyang took a sip of water, swallowed the dry biscuit, and said, "I thought I wouldn't see you when I woke up in the morning?"

Xiao Heng chuckled lightly: "Think I can run away?"

"No, I thought you couldn't help but go in first."

"In your eyes, I am so stupid and impulsive?" Xiao Heng said.

Lu Yuyang withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and said meaningfully: "It's hard to say whether it's stupid or not, but it's really impulsive."

Hearing the meaning of his words, Xiao Heng's pupils trembled slightly, and his hand holding the tent suddenly tightened. After a moment of silence, he sighed bitterly: "You are sharper than I imagined."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lu Yuyang said, breaking off a small piece of biscuit and stuffing it into the mouth of Xu Qingchu who approached, "So, you admit that you were abetted?"

Xiao Heng didn't answer, so Lu Yuyang assumed that he had acquiesced, and asked again: "Who is it that wants Nan Wenqiu's life under the guise of the Dao of Heaven?"

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Heng raised his head and looked at the scattered light spots on the leaves, sighed, and said, "How could Tiandao be a cover? If Tiandao hadn't insisted on punishing Nan Wenqiu, the general would not have become his own with Nan Wenqiu." The undead under the sword. As for me and other mobs, they are just ants who contribute to the flames."

Shuo Jin's last sword pierced Chu Huaiyuan and Nan Wenqiu at the same time?

Lu Yuyang squinted his eyes, and suddenly an absurd guess flashed in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it, and then asked Xiao Heng: "You didn't answer me, who is it?"

"Owl."

The cold words that came out of Xiao Heng's mouth did not surprise Lu Yuyang. Lu Yuyang lowered his eyes, rubbed the biscuit crumbs on his fingertips and fell into deep thought, not noticing the subtle changes in the way Xiao Heng looked at him.

The next moment, Xiao Heng received Xu Qingchu's vigilant gaze, smiled softly, looked away as if nothing had happened, and continued to close the tent.

Xu Qingchu didn't withdraw his gaze, but he was more guarded against him in his heart.

After packing up, the four of them followed the thousand paper cranes to the direction of Pracheng again.

"Um... do you feel... that the fog is getting thicker?" Jian Xiao listened to Lu Yuyang's words, and followed Xiao Heng closely all the way. The two were only one step away, but he could hardly see Xiao Heng's face clearly. face, I can't help but feel a little nervous.

"There are many trees in the forest and the humidity is high. It's normal to have fog in the winter morning." Lu Yuyang glanced at his watch, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "You follow Xiao Heng closely."

"Oh." Jian Xiao silently moved closer to Xiao Heng.

"Are they reliable?" Lu Yuyang asked Xu Qingchu in a low voice, looking at the thousand paper cranes burning with green flames not far away.

It's almost twelve o'clock now, they set off at seven o'clock, according to the time predicted by the five ghosts, it should be almost there by this time, but they haven't seen even a trace of human beings until now.Since there is Sushui, there is no doubt that there is no one in Pracheng, so there should be traces of human activities nearby.

Moreover, the morning mist will become thinner as time goes by, but it is getting thicker and thicker now, which is really weird.

"The ghosts that should be summoned will generally not cheat, which will damage Yin virtue."

As soon as Xu Qingchu finished speaking, the five thousand paper cranes flying in front suddenly let out a shrill scream, then circled in the air like a kite with a broken string, and burned to ashes the moment it landed.

"It seems that Yu Yufeng is blocking us." Lu Yuyang said thoughtfully.

"Well, he set up an array." As he spoke, Xu Qingchu didn't know what he saw, and suddenly turned around and disappeared into the thick fog.

When Lu Yuyang saw that he disappeared in an instant, he felt a little helpless, so he could only stand there and wait for him.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a faint scent of sandalwood in his nostrils, Lu Yuyang shook his head lightly, and Jian Xiao and Xiao Heng approached a second later.

Not seeing Xu Qingchu, Jian Xiao asked worriedly: "Where is Daoist Xu?"

"It's broken."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Qingchu's figure slowly became clear in front of him, but the next moment, Xu Qingchu also appeared behind him.

Jian Xiao opened his eyes wide, looked back and forth, with a look of horror: "Two...two Daoist Xu?"

"Yuyang, this way." Two Xu Qingchus pointed at the road behind them at the same time.

"Lu Chu, choose one of the two." Xiao Heng smiled, "Which one to follow?"

"Such a crude trick, choose a fart." Lu Yuyang raised his eyebrows coldly, suddenly grabbed Jian Xiao's hand and threw him to Xu Qingchu who was in front of him.

Jian Xiao was caught off guard and flew out and knocked down that Xu Qingchu heavily, turning into a wisp of black smoke together with it.

"Yuyang, come to my side." Another Xu Qingchu looked at Xiao Heng with a frown, and stretched out his hand to Lu Yuyang.

Xiao Heng's facial features were distorted for a while, and he sneered, and rushed towards Lu Yuyang.

Lu Yuyang didn't even try to dodge, he kicked him around several times with a neat roundabout kick, and then fell to the ground with a muffled "bang" and disappeared.

Withdrawing his legs, Lu Yuyang licked the tip of his upper teeth with his tongue, and looked at Xu Qingchu with rare cruelty.

"Xu Qingchu" saw that he had seen through him, curled his lower lip sullenly, and slowly stepped back and disappeared into the mist.

Of course, Lu Yuyang was not stupid enough to chase after him, but took out a mint candy from his pocket, and leaned against a tree with his arms folded.

"Lu Chu!" Jian Xiao walked over holding onto Xiao Heng's clothes, looking around, "Where is Daoist Xu?"

"Break the formation." As he said that, Lu Yuyang bit the candy in his mouth with a "click".

Two familiar figures appeared in front of and behind them.

Jian Xiao opened his eyes wide, looked forward and back, his expression was bright and suspicious of life: "Two...two Daoist Xu?"

Xiao Heng's eyes swept across the faces of the two Xu Qingchu respectively, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and led Jian Xiao to Lu Yuyang's side, but smiled silently.

Lu Yuyang glanced sideways at Xiao Heng and Jian Xiao, and stayed put.

"Yuyang, I'm real." Xu Qingchu in front frowned slightly.

The other Xu Qingchu glanced at Lu Yuyang indifferently, raised his hands and made a handprint quickly, and said softly on his lips: "God master kills, don't avoid the powerful, first kill the evil spirits, and then kill the night light. Why don't you surrender, How dare you act in a hurry like a law. 【Note】”

After finishing the curse, Xu Qingchu who was in front of him was struck by a lightning strike and instantly turned into ashes.

Yeah!This is Daoist Xu from my family, who doesn't talk too much.

Lu Yuyang looked at Xu Qingchu and grinned, "Why did you come back? This is the second wave."

"It takes some preparation to break the formation," Xu Qingchu said.

"Ready?"

Xu Qingchu nodded, made another seal on his hand, and shouted: "The world is natural, and the filth is scattered. 【Note】"

With the exit of the spell, the dense fog gradually dissipated visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding scene quickly became clear, with a corner of the house faintly exposed in front of it.

"Are you there?" Jian Xiao asked in a daze.

"It's here." Xiao Heng's voice was very soft, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations.

Approaching Pucheng, the houses look as if they pass by. It's past meal time, and there are still a few sporadic roofs rising from cooking smoke, which is indeed human habitation.

The people bent over to work in the field noticed Lu Yuyang and his party, and they looked over one after another, and those who were close inevitably whispered.

I just don't know why, but there is an indescribably strange feeling floating in the air.

A little girl with shofar braids chased a little yellow dog and ran past them. The moment she passed Lu Yuyang, she suddenly turned her face 180 degrees, with a sweet but creepy smile on her pale face.

"Lu Chu, I feel... weird." Jian Xiao said in a low voice.

Lu Yuyang nodded imperceptibly: "Be careful."

Xiao Heng didn't seem to care about the weirdness around him at all. He glanced around and walked in front of a few people: "Go this way."

"Where are you going?" Xu Qingchu grabbed Lu Yuyang and did not rush to follow.

Xiao Heng turned his head and stared at Lu Yuyang: "Your home."

Obviously, these words were addressed to Nan Wenqiu.

At this point, no matter what kind of heart Xiao Hengan has, it's time to cut it open.

Lu Yuyang glanced at Xu Qingchu, and squeezed his hand reassuringly.

When he looked at Xiao Heng again, his eyes flashed, and it had already switched to Nan Wenqiu, "Let's go."

Xiao Heng didn't seem to be familiar with Pracheng. Every time he reached a fork, he had to stop and think about it. Fortunately, Pracheng was not very old, and they walked to a wooden house not long after.

It was Lu Yuyang who saw the wooden house in Shuojin's memory. The simple and simple log-colored building, even the angles of the wooden windows are almost the same. 3000 years have passed, but this place seems to be frozen in place.

The door was ajar, Nan Wenqiu stepped forward and pushed it lightly, and it opened slowly with a "creak—" sound.

"Mr. Nan!"

Sitting in the room was a seven or eight-year-old boy, holding a brush in his hand, with a small ink stain on his cheek.

The moment he saw Lu Yuyang, his eyes lit up, he dropped his pen, jumped off the chair, ran over and hugged his leg, and then burst into tears: "I thought...you and Huaiyuan Master will never come back..."

Nan Wenqiu froze slightly, fragments of memory frantically flooded into his mind, his brain ached, he opened his mouth slightly amidst the boy's hoarse crying, and murmured: "Shiro?"

Shiro raised his face, and nodded his head heavily: "Yes! It's Shiro!"

"Shiro, grow up." Nan Wenqiu gently rubbed his hair with his hands, "Don't cry, if you cry any more, it will make people laugh."

Shi Lang hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his tears, turned his head to look at Jian Xiao behind him while choking with sobs, and suddenly said, "But Master Huaiyuan seems to be about to cry too."

Nan Wenqiu's dark red eyes narrowed fiercely, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Jian Xiao.

"Nonsense, Master Huaiyuan didn't cry." A strange but familiar voice came out of Jian Xiao's mouth, his eyes were slightly raised, revealing a pair of light golden eyes.

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