windy cold

In front of the door of the Sutra Pavilion, a pool of blood has been wiped away. The innocent little monk guarding the pavilion was buried somewhere. Now there are several high-ranking monks stationed in front of the pavilion.

Lu Wanfeng and Qin Chuhan stayed outside. The Sutra Pavilion of the Buddhist Temple was like the Treasure Pavilion of the Xuanmen Immortal Family. Outsiders were not allowed to enter at will. The two of them knew how to avoid taboos, and stood a certain distance in front of the door.

Lu Wanfeng leaned against the courtyard wall and sighed again and again: "Ji Chen and Zhu Qing, Ji Yuan and Su Xi, these two people are so similar, they have been obsessed with things for a lifetime, but in the end they have become a cage that has trapped me for the rest of my life."

Qin Chuhan stroked his wrist and looked at him: "Do you have anything you are determined to accomplish in your life?"

Lu Wanfeng thought about it seriously. Looking back on the past 20 years, if he said that he really didn't have what he wanted, he had to avoid a lot. Besides, he didn't mind doing things that were shrunk at all, so he folded his hands and pointed his chin sincerely. Concisely summed it up: "If I have to say... I just wish to stay away from the hustle and bustle, and indulge the mountains and wilds from now on, regardless of other things."

Qin Chuhan stared at his fingers, took a step forward, turned sideways to block the gaze of the monk guarding the pavilion, took his remaining hand and said, "Okay."

Lu Wanfeng was sweet in his heart, and returned his strength to lightly pinch the palm of his hand, calmed down and said with a smile: "I wanted to take advantage of the grand ceremony to quietly steal the sacred golden bell, but I didn't even look at it and it disappeared. Tell me, these few days First Jichen, then Zhuqing, and then Jinling, Chaohua Temple has accidents one after another, it always feels as if we have made an appointment together, it's weird."

Qin Chuhan allowed him to do little tricks, and asked Youyou back: "There must be a reason for doing things, do you remember what extraordinary power the Hunyuan Golden Bell has?"

"The same is the same, only sucking but not repelling, yin and yang are in harmony, everything blends together..." Reading the description he heard from the rumors, Lu Wanfeng suddenly widened his eyes, and said in surprise, "Repair! Could it be that he is in harmony with the gods and ghosts again?" related?"

"Wait for Master Zhanming to come out and confirm whether the fragments in the temple are still there. If not, then it's over."

After waiting for a long time, Zhan Ming came out of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, explained a few words to the garrison monks, and walked towards the two of them.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, the holy relics of our temple have indeed been lost, and the lock box is undamaged. This matter is very important. I hope that the two benefactors will not publicize it. Many affairs in the temple need to be handled by poor monks. I am afraid that I will neglect you. I am really grateful to you. Help me with the little apprentice, if you need help from our temple in the future, please be sure to speak up, don't make things difficult."

Qin Chuhan bowed his hands back and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Master, there is indeed something that needs your cooperation."

After summarizing the matter of gods, ghosts and holy objects with Zhan Ming, and proposing a possible connection between the two, Zhan Ming immediately agreed. Dao had heard Ji Chen mention this matter, so he took the two of them to check on the gods. Ghost fragments.

When they came out again, the faces of the three were not very good. Lu Wanfeng frowned, and said sadly, "As expected, the villain took advantage of the chaos and his target was very clear."

Qin Chuhan was much calmer, "Now that the utensils are already in place, all we need to do is gather the orders of the gods and ghosts. The next step for the villains is Mobei. We must rush to intercept them immediately."

Mobei and his party couldn't wait any longer, the two bid farewell to Zhanming in a hurry, left Chaohua Temple, and returned to the inn where they were staying.

Before Lu Wanfeng came in, he saw Xiao Wuhen quietly standing outside the door with a knife in his arms. He tilted his head and looked into the wide open door. He happened to see Chi Xiaohan packing up his things. No, the little rich man always only carried gold with him, and bought whatever he thought of, so what he packed up now was just a few clay pots of wine he bought in the town.

Knowing the reason, he couldn't help snickering, nodded as a greeting, stepped into the room and closed the door with his backhand, and asked, "Ding Ding Dang Dang, do you run away like this?"

Chi Xiaohan was startled, and turned to stare at him: "Yesterday's incident was full of turmoil, and the funeral of the monk in Chaohua Temple has to be done for a few days. I was thinking of attending the temple fair in Qingyuan Town. It seems If it can’t be done, if you don’t leave at this time, don’t wait to be caught by my sister.”

Lu Wanfeng smiled and pointed outside: "You don't need your sister, there is someone outside the door waiting for you to go out."

Chi Xiaohan was startled, but he didn't dare to go out to look, he pulled him into a small corner and whispered: "Xiao Wuhen is outside?"

Lu Wanfeng nodded.

Chi Xiaohan took a sip, and cursed: "Follow me all day, that's not how you catch pigs."

"..." If you want to call yourself a pig, I can't help it.

"I know you're going to Mobei later, you go to your place, I won't go, my sister said before that I'm going to see Xiao Junli after the ceremony."

"Then why is Xiao Wuhen staring at you all day?"

Chi Xiaohan glared at Xiao Wuhen through the door, then pulled Lu Wanfeng down a bit, and said angrily: "He chases me every day to ask me to agree to be with him, do you think he is mentally ill? ? I have refused so many times."

Lu Wanfeng nodded deeply sympathetically, and said in his heart that people are not judged by appearances, who would have thought that Bingshan Xiao Wuhen would be so obstinate when he fell in love with someone.

Chi Xiaohan grabbed his hand affectionately, and said furtively: "I'm sure he will drag me to Mobei, good brother, you have to protect me."

Lu Wanfeng patted his chest righteously, and whispered, "What are you going to do?"

"You go ask Xiao Er to bring some side dishes to the house, we knock him unconscious, and then you disguise me..."

"boom--!"

The two of them almost jumped up in fright, and when they looked back, it was Xiao Wuhen who kicked in the door.

Xiao Wuhen stopped his feet and stood still, raised his eyebrows coldly, and pecked at the eagle eyes, probably for the purpose of kicking the door, the knife he was holding was alternately in his hand, and his face as black as coal gave people a murderous look. Feeling, especially Chi Xiaohan, his legs softened and he sat on the ground.

"You, you, what are you doing? Don't come here! Someone! Help..."

Before Chi Xiaohan could finish his sentence, Xiao Wuhen picked him up and carried him to his shoulders, slapped his ass, and instantly made him honest. Then he looked at Lu Wanfeng coldly, and said, "How many times?" Seeing that you are familiar with him, you are quite similar to his dog friend Lu Er."

Lu Wanfeng was immediately pierced by the word "dog friend", and almost thought that his identity had been exposed by him. Thinking back to when he was with Chi Xiaohan recently, he really got carried away, and it would not be strange if Xiao Wuhen found out.

So he shut up wisely, and almost sent off Chi Xiaohan and Xiao Wuhen tearfully with a towel.

Hot, I wish you peace.

When only Lu Wanfeng was left in the room, Qin Chuhan came in and said, "I just talked to brother Xiao, and we will set off with the sword in the afternoon."

Lu Wanfeng took a big sip of cold tea and asked in confusion, "Let's go together?"

"Ah."

"The Lian Xing Sword is not by my side, and I have never heard that the Xiao family can fly with a sword. Could it be that the Mo Wang Sword can carry the weight of three people?"

Qin Chuhan shook his head unsurprisingly: "No."

Lu Wanfeng stared and shouted: "Then what should we do? It will take half a month to go to Mobei by carriage from here! No, you can't leave me, leave Xiao Wuhen! He is strong and will never die from exhaustion."

Qin Chuhan reached out and rubbed his head, and said with a light smile, "No way."

Half an hour later, Xiao Wuhen and Chi Xiaohan finally came back. Somehow, the atmosphere between the two became less tense, but it was inexplicably weird. Looking at the blush on Chi Xiaohan's face that hadn't faded , Lu Wanfeng can only send the most sincere sympathy to his good brother.

And the doubt about how Xiao Wuhen went to Mobei was finally resolved in the afternoon——Chi Xiaohan held the flower with five fingers, and the golden and flamboyant floating clouds and waves unfolded, drawing a burst of flashy multicolored glare in the air, and then he was originally Turning around in a circle, twisting around the body, at the same time the other hand tapped lightly on the fan body, making a pleasant melody, and then slid down with one hand, sweeping over the handle of the fan, the semicircular golden fan instantly opened into a circle, and the center He took out a gold rod and kept spinning it in his hand.

To put it simply, Chi Xiaohan turned a fan into an umbrella while dancing.

Lu Wanfeng: "..." Here we go again.

Qin Chuhan: "..." Why are you dancing?

Xiao Wuhen: "..." It's so beautiful.

So the final truth is that Chi Xiaohan reluctantly dragged Xiao Wuhen who was hugging him, and took the two of them into the sky with the floating cloud that turned into a spiral umbrella.

Wherever they pass by, if someone looks up, they can see two entangled figures in the sky, robes with wide sleeves, flaps flying, a sword and an umbrella across the clouds, in terms of temperament and body skills, it must be There is no doubt that they are immortals, but not only did the four of them fly extremely erratically, they could also hear laughing or cursing from time to time, which was really weird.

"Don't loose your hands!"

"Oh."

"Oh, take it easy, it's too hard! I can't breathe!"

"...No, I will fall."

"Then I'm going to die!"

"...No, I'm here."

"Fart! You murderer of me!"

"..."

Lu Wanfeng: "..."

Qin Chuhan: "..."

Lu Wanfeng put what he had learned into practice, exerted a little strength on the hand around Qin Chuhan's waist, and leaned into his ear and jokingly said, "Am I tight?"

Qin Chuhan didn't answer, but because his back was facing Lu Wanfeng, he couldn't see any expression on his face, but his ears turned red quickly.

"Isn't it tight? Then I'll clamp it tighter...or I'll be scared." As he said, his hands became heavier.

I don't know if the sword master panicked, Mo Wangjian swayed violently, and the two almost fell, Qin Chuhan hurriedly chanted a mantra, and then he managed to stabilize the sword, and grabbed the restless hand on his waist, Shen Sheng said: "Don't make trouble, it's dangerous."

"Oh." Lu Wanfeng choked back his laughter and almost passed out.

The flying speed was still extremely fast despite the laughter. Seeing that the surroundings had changed from snowflakes to rocks and sand, the four of them finally arrived at the destination with their faces covered in yellow sand before nightfall.

The author has something to say: In the new year, I wish you all a new life and a new self!