let me be quiet

"No, I'm planning to do this, but I haven't done it yet." Wu Chen stared closely at the man in his arms, he hadn't seen him for a few years, even though he had dyed his hair, his looks remained the same.

Melaleuca's eyes sharpened when he heard the words: "What? You didn't do it?"

"En." Wuchen rolled his Adam's apple, lowered his eyes to look at the half-open body.

"Could it be that Meiling?" He looked worried, turned over, and didn't have the heart to do it.

Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth: "Why are you panicking? Wouldn't it be better to use her hand to get rid of him?"

"3000 years ago, my ancestors hid the seal of the demon world in the body of the evil spirit, and passed it down from generation to generation with a curse. It's good if you don't succeed, the gate of the demon world will open, and the world will be in chaos."

Wu Chen pulled the man with a sad face over, closed his eyes, leaned his chin against his ear, and gently brushed his bare shoulders with his beard: "So, do you want me to help her succeed?"

Sensitive to the itching caused by the beard, he shook his body: "If Tong'er finds out, he will hate you to death."

"Since I met you, haven't I drawn less hatred?" The hands around the waist became restless.

Melaleuca visibly froze for a second: "Is this really okay?"

"What are you afraid of? Only by turning him into an evil thing can you completely give up on that fool of yours. Then, our two sects will marry and force that little girl to him. That girl is very good at dealing with people. It will soon change his sexual orientation."

While he was talking, he poked into the Taoist robe, acting recklessly, Melaleuca blushed, and gasped: "Oh? It seems that you have had a good life these few years, did that little girl change your sexual orientation? ?”

Wuchen's eyes lit up: "What do you think?"

"How do I know?" Melaleuca's breath trembled wildly.

He tore off his clothes and shamed himself on the couch: "Lie down, try."

"Just try... ah..."

……

Qian Yi went back to the room in a huff, he felt that he should check the floor of that room carefully, the fish ponds in the Tang Mansion were full of holes, there must be ghosts underground.

When he flew down to the corridor, all the street lanterns used for lighting had just been burned out, and the entire corridor was instantly darkened, and the windows and doors next door were already dark, only the door of Qian Yitong's room was ajar, revealing faint traces of candlelight. The window is still bright.

The dustpan he threw away just now disappeared, and the shadow cast on the flower window was exactly the shape of that weird dustpan, but the dustpan was shaking slightly.

Obviously, the thing was hidden under the dustpan and it was in his room at the moment.

If there is a way to heaven, you don’t go, but if there is no way to hell, you just go to it. Hmph, let’s see how you can make troubles.

Qian Yitong pulled out the sword on his back with his backhand, held it in his hand, and slammed the door open, his eyes were bleak, and he quickly swept across the room.

The dustpan happened to be on the tea table in the outer room. When the door opened, it was buckled on the table and did not move.

Qian Yitong approached step by step, he didn't recognize the smell of any foreign body, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless, he held his sword straight and pointed it at the dustpan on the table, already in a defensive posture.

When approaching, he draws out a half-body Taoist bodyguard, as if preparing for an enemy, he can destroy many armored soldiers in half an hour, and hide the entire army completely, and he can also abduct Huali under his nose. Things are definitely not simple.

Brainstorm a strange monster with three heads and six arms.

Gathering his mind, he picked up the dustpan with a sword.

The sight in front of him made him want to hit someone. There was no monster under the dustpan, nor was it superhuman. It was just a monkey, grinning and holding the teapot high in an attacking gesture.

It was Mao Mao.

I haven't seen it for a few days. Since it is too thin to be like a monkey, its small body is wrapped in a piece of skin and its skeleton is fully displayed. The monkey's cheeks are much sharper, making the big eyes more prominent.

"What are you doing?"

Qian Yitong was furious, grabbed it by the tail and raised it.

Mao Mao screamed in pain, and the pot on his paw was knocked over, he struggled for a while, then suddenly turned around and wrapped around Qian Yitong's wrist, biting hard on the back of his hand.

For some reason, it hated this monk. From the moment it saw him, it hated this man. It might be because of fear or other reasons.

"You dare to bite me?"

Qian Yitong felt the pain, and threw it away violently, and Mao Mao screamed and fell to the ground, ignoring the pain, rolled on the ground, and ran towards the door with all four paws together.

"Don't run, where is your master?"

Qian Yitong raised his eyebrows anxiously, and slammed the door shut with a touch of Taoism. Mao Mao ran so fast that he couldn't stop, and bumped his head against the door that had just been closed. , soft on the ground.

ah!died?No way?

Teleported over, twisted his hairy little body: "Hey, monkey, wake up, don't die."

It's a pity that Yuanyuan's little head was unable to hang down, and her eyelids were on the verge of death.

What to do, I killed it, if Hua Ermao knew, how sad would it be?

No, you can't let it die, doctor, by the way, find a doctor.

Anxiously, he raised the monkey and flew to the courtyard where Dr. Chen lived.

This night was destined to be restless, so soon he notified Tang Bo and Prince Yu, and sent people to search the whole courtyard, hoping to find Huali's trace.

However, until dawn, there was no news, Hua Li seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The Kunlun School only sent a few disciples to help search the circle, but the two masters had already rested, so it was inconvenient to disturb them.

After all, no one would care much about the servants who popped up halfway, so many armored soldiers also disappeared.

Only these three men stayed up all night. Tang Bo, Prince Yu, and Qian Yitong sat around the stone tables in the yard with dark faces. There was a cup of hot tea poured between the stone tables, and condensation remained on the table just wiped by the servants. Mark of.

The air is very clean, through the cold, embrace the faint fragrance from the surrounding green osmanthus to welcome the sun for a day, but, today, the sun is cloudy and gray, and the sky is gloomy and dull.

Tang Bo was worried that the child in his daughter's womb would lose his father, and Qian Yitong and Prince Yu were worried about losing his sweetheart.

"What should we do now?" Prince Yu broke the silence.

Tang Bo looked at them: "Why don't you wait for the two masters to get up and discuss with them?"

"It's just a servant, my master won't interfere." Qian Yitong said coldly.

Lord Yu asked: "By the way, why did you say that he is a servant in front of your master?"

Looking sideways: "You don't have to worry about my affairs... Anyway, I'm doing it for his own good."

Tang Bo was anxious: "You two, no matter what, we must find him."

Prince Yu and Qian Yitong looked over at the same time: "By the way, why are you in such a hurry? Why is your daughter crazy?"

Tang Bo was asked bluntly: "This...he is Xiaohu's friend after all, and he disappeared from my house. I must be worried."

Paused for a moment: "As for the little girl, I have already explained it, and I don't want to explain it again. If the prince doesn't like it, he can propose a divorce."

Prince Yu suddenly raised his eyes: "She can't be pretending, is she? The purpose is to let me retire the engagement?"

"Fake it! Look at her now, does she seem to be faking it?" Tang Bo slapped the table and almost jumped up.

"Oh, I understand, you don't think that Hua Ermao is your son-in-law in private, do you?" Qian Yitong beside him said coldly.

"How is it possible that I, Tang Bo, would be that kind of person?" Tang Bo was clearly avoiding his eyes.

Qian Yitong glanced at the water in the pond next to the green osmanthus: "I'm not in the mood to argue with you now, but I want to ask, are all the fish ponds in your mansion connected?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Is it the lake leading to the city?"

"I don't know about this. This house was passed down from the ancestors. I heard from my great-grandfather that there used to be a lake here, but it was transformed into a house."

"Why would they build a house on a lake?"

"I remember my great-grandfather said it was for Feng Shui."

"Can you send someone to dig up the room where I live?"

"……this."

"I want to make sure he's gone underground."

Tang Bo showed embarrassment: "Okay, I'll arrange the manpower."

"Thank you."

Qian Yitong cupped his hands towards him, but saw the servant of the Tang family and the same soldier rushing over, both of them wiped sweat from their foreheads.

The soldier said: "Report to the lord, County Magistrate Zhang sent someone to report that Los Angeles City has so far received [-] cases of missing persons, and the yamen has been overwhelmed by the crowd. I hope the lord will go to solve the problem."

The servant of the Tang family followed and said, "Report to Prince Yu, Master, Mr. Qian, General Li, who was seriously injured yesterday, has woken up and shouted to see Prince Yu, and the monkey from Mr. Qian has also awakened. It seems very dissatisfied with being tied up with ropes. , has scratched two servants."

"You go back first and let Magistrate Zhang carry it, and I'll be there later."

Prince Yu sent away the soldiers, and the three of them went to Dr. Chen's yard together.

Prince Yu naturally went to see Li Dalong, and Qian Yitong went to see Mao Mao.

Mao Mao's neck was tied to a wooden post with an iron chain, and two hemp ropes were bitten off beside him, and some bananas, apples, and walnuts were scattered on the ground.

When Qian Yitong entered the house, it hid behind a red-painted wooden pillar, and threw Qian Yitong an indifferent back.

"I said, a monkey, why are you pretending to be cold?"

Qian Yitong hugged his arms and said in a bad mood.

Maomao doesn't want to talk to him, you almost beat me to death, and you tied me with an iron chain, what do you think of me?

Qian Yitong was angry and funny: "Okay, I will untie it for you, but you have to tell me first, do you know where your master has gone?"

Maomao tilted his head, so will you hurt him?

Qian Yitong couldn't figure out what it was thinking, thought there was a door, and continued: "Tell me, I'll help you save him, okay?"

Mao Mao finally turned his head and said in monkey language: "Are you sure you won't hurt him?"

Qian Yitong couldn't understand: "What did you say?"

Maomao made a gesture to him, although it was a little complicated, Qian Yitong could roughly guess: Will you kill him when you see him?

Because of the action of wiping the neck, it does it very similarly.

"Are you afraid that I will kill him?"

Mao Mao nodded.

"Idiot, it's too late for me to love him, how could I kill him?"

Maomao froze for a moment, then poked his chest: You... love him?