Can the tail be tickled?

A few days later, Mo Tianming came to the news, saying that it was done, and asked Mo Ziyi to go there quickly.

Mo Ziyi who received the sound transmission excitedly smacked Ye Wuhui's face.

The morning was just right, the sun was warm, and the shadows of the trees were mottled on the young man's body through the window, as if a faint halo had been laid on him.

The boy's smile overlapped with the warm sun, which was so refreshing that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Ye Wuhui touched Mo Ziyi's hair with a slight smile, and urged in a warm voice, "Go!"

......

In the forest, farmers.

As soon as Mo Ziyi pushed open the door, a blue dagger flew out of Mo Tianming's hand, circled around Mo Ziyi, and rubbed his thumb with the handle.

With a spiritual weapon, one can speak and communicate with others. When the little dagger opened its mouth, there was a soft and cute voice like a child: "Hello!"

"Hello." Mo Ziyi lightly touched the small dagger with his fingertips. The small dagger did not hide or dodge, and obediently hung in front of him for him to touch. When Mo Ziyi withdrew his hand, he would take the initiative to move forward. Lean forward.

"Touch here again."

The little milk voice is really cute.

After Mo Ziyi stroked it a few more times, Mo Tianming waved, and the little dagger flew into his palm obediently.

Mo Tianming bowed his head and said: "As you can see, the soul can indeed cultivate spiritual wisdom. The method you mentioned is feasible." The little dagger turned over in his palm affectionately, and Mo Tianming continued, "But If you want to refine the Blood Moon Demon Sword, such an ordinary soul will not work."

"The spiritual power of the Blood Moon Demon Saber is too overbearing, and such an ordinary soul may not be able to bear it."

After emphasizing the word "common" twice in a row, the little dagger flew up a little angrily, and hit Mo Tianming's head heavily: "You are so normal!"

"Hmm..." Mo Ziyi considered Mo Tianming's tone, "Listen to father... I heard the tone of senior, but is there any other solution?"

"Of course there is." Mo Tianming locked the noisy little dagger into the space magic weapon, took out a map from the bookshelf, and circled a place.

He asked: "No Return City, have you ever heard of it?"

Mo Ziyi said: "I've heard that the ground of the city of no return is a grave of thousands of people left in the ancient battlefield. .”

Mo Tianming said: "I don't agree with the use of monster pills to refine weapons, so I have searched for other alternatives, and for this reason, I have refined the Universe Mirror that can resonate with 'spiritual wisdom'."

"I have searched many places with the Qiankun Mirror, but only in the city of no return, the Qiankun Mirror responded. I entered the graves of thousands of people. The deeper I went, the greater the reaction of the Qiankun Mirror, but I couldn't find anything. I found nothing, and finally had to give up.”

"It wasn't until you showed me the soul that I had some vague guesses. That thing might also be a soul, but it was made up of tens of thousands of souls, and it was more powerful than ordinary souls."

"It's 'Sha'." Mo Ziyi answered.

There is a saying in ancient books, those who died in vain, if their obsessions do not disappear, they will gather together and become evil.

Mo Tianming said: "If your formation can make the soul appear, maybe it can also make it appear."

"I can give it a try." Mo Ziyi asked: "If you bring back 'Sha', how sure is senior that you can develop spiritual wisdom?"

Mo Tianming made a gesture: "About seventy percent."

Mo Ziyi understood, and firmly said: "I understand. I will definitely bring back 'sha'. If it fails in the end, I will dissect the demon pill myself. No matter what, the Blood Moon Demon Saber must be refined."

"Hey, you kid, don't talk nonsense about dissecting the demon pill yourself. If this method doesn't work, you can change it!" Mo Tianming laughed, "Don't always be so serious, you little fox! , do you know something?"

I can't remember how long it has been since I discussed with Mo Tianming face to face. Mo Ziyi was a little dazed by Mo Tianming's words. He showed a sunny smile that only belonged to young people, and stuck out his tongue: "No tell you."

......

Back at the residence, Ye Wuhui was practicing, Mo Ziyi didn't disturb him, so he found a cushion and leaned quietly beside him.

Soon, Ye Wuhui woke up from the state of cultivation, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to meet the bright eyes of the young man, staring at him blinking.

There was a smile in his eyes: "how long have you been back?"

Mo Ziyi said: "Not long ago, the human form is still there!" He leaned closer to Ye Wuhui, "Little brother, you said before that no matter what happens, you will be by my side, does that still count? ?”

"Natural counting."

"Then..." Mo Ziyi said, "I'm going on a long trip—"

"Where are you going, I'll go with you." Ye Wuhui interrupted him before he finished speaking.Ye Wuhui looked at him steadfastly, afraid that Mo Ziyi would say something like "I'll go alone" the next moment.

Mo Ziyi was stunned by Ye Wuhui's sudden tough tone, leaned his head on Ye Wuhui's chest, raised his head, and looked up at him: "I don't want to go alone, my cultivation base is too high. Low, it's easy to get into trouble, you need my little brother to protect you!"

"If the little fox doesn't have a little brother, he won't be able to sleep, he'll be buzzing!" As he spoke, he played a rogue, rubbed his eyes pretending to cry bitterly, then put down his hands, and continued to blink and watch. he.

Seeing Mo Ziyi's innocent appearance, Ye Wuhui sighed helplessly, and also heaved a sigh of relief.

Mo Ziyi in this life is no longer a big devil who messes around with the world, but a cute and cute little fox, his little fox.

Ye Wuhui said: "I will accompany you."

Mo Ziyi smiled contentedly, showing a big smile. He stood up and took out a piece of talisman paper. This is the talisman array for recording images. When he was in Mo Tianming's residence, he took out the entire map. It was recorded.

Mo Ziyi made a formula in his hand, and the talisman array projected the map into the air. He pointed to the circled place: "There is a tomb of thousands of people in the underground of the city of no return. Out of wisdom."

He turned around again, picked up some strands of Ye Wuhui's hair with his fingertips, and played around them: "However, on the way to Wugui City, I will pass by Huaiye City. Stay for a day or two." Mo Ziyi looked at Ye Wuhui expectantly, and tilted his head: "How is it?"

The whole heart softened into a puddle of water in an instant, Ye Wuhui said: "Well, it's all up to you."

......

The two rested for one night, and on the second day, Mo Ziyi got up early to bid farewell to Yin Wuqing and Yang Xinghe.

Before Yin Wuqing woke up, Mo Ziyi knocked on the door several times but there was no response, so he simply kicked the door open.

The glare of the morning light shone in through the wide-open door, and Yin Wuqing was so shaken that he sat up. He covered his eyes, resentful and resentful: "Rebel, what are you going to do!"

Mo Ziyi: "I'm going out for a few days!"

When Yin Wuqing heard this, he lay down bored again: "I thought there was something urgent, I just left, you are not a three-year-old fox anymore, you still want to talk to me?!"

Mo Ziyi: "..."

Yin Wuqing covered his head in the cloud quilt: "Remember to bring it to the door for me, and when I wake up, I will send you the list of special products I want in a talisman."

"..." Mo Ziyi closed the door heavily with a sullen face.

He walked into Yang Xinghe's room with a dark face.

When Zuo Junqi was here, Yang Xinghe's life was not easy, and after Zuo Junqi left, Yang Xinghe's life was even more difficult.

I saw him leaning on the bed, looking out the window, his eyes were black and blue, and he was so pale and feeble as if he hadn't slept for several days.

In fact, he really didn't close his eyes for several days.

Seeing Mo Ziyi coming in, Yang Xinghe glanced at him hastily, then looked away in frustration.

"I heard that you are going away for a few days. I wish you a smooth journey, forever united, and have a precious son soon."

"..." Mo Ziyi gave Yang Xinghe a white look, "If you miss the princess so much, why don't you go to the imperial city to find her?"

"...afraid of being killed."

"..." Mo Ziyi asked again, "What about writing letters?"

Yang Xinghe said melancholy: "I wrote it, but the imperial city is heavily guarded, and it has to go through multiple inspections before sending it to the princess for at least three months. I have also tried flying pigeons to send letters, but it is still three miles away from the imperial city. The pigeons were shot to death with a sword."

Mo Ziyi was very pleased that this stupid leopard had finally opened up about the matter of feelings. He took out the mechanical pigeon that he had just made a few days ago from the space artifact, and with a flick of his finger, the mechanical pigeon lifted up. The claws were circling Yangxinghe in circles, making "coo-coo-coo" sounds while turning.

"Send it to you." Mo Ziyi said, "This pigeon can jump over the formations and guards of the imperial city, and send the letter into the imperial city. I guarantee there will be no problem."

Yang Xinghe's eyes suddenly glowed, and he grabbed the pigeon: "Really?"

"Naturally, the formation I deciphered can still go wrong?" Mo Ziyi wiped his nose.

Yang Xinghe jumped up from the bed and pushed Mo Ziyi out of the door: "Then you go quickly, I'm fine, don't think about me, I will ask the master to pass on to you what you want, don't forget Buy it!" After finishing speaking, he closed the door without emotion.

Mo Ziyi: "..."

Yin Wuqing and Yang Xinghe were so offbeat on weekdays, and Mo Ziyi was not unhappy because of their indifferent reaction, on the contrary, Yin Wuqing's reaction had no premonition in his heart, at least it meant that They will not encounter any storms along the way.

Ye Wuhui was standing by the gate, when the morning breeze was blowing, the cloud pattern hairband was blown to the top of his head, Mo Ziyi ran over, pulled the hairband off with a smile, and with a "bang", it turned into a The little fox dumpling, using four small paws together, burrowed into Ye Wuhui's robe, pulled the skirt, and hid it, revealing a furry head from his chest.

"Hold on firmly." Ye Wuhui urged, concluding the kneading formula.

The little fox's ears twitched a few times, and Qing Yu took the wind to Huaiye City.

The wind and clouds covered the sky, and the little fox poked its head out and put it on Ye Wuhui's chest. The fur on the top of its head was bent by the wind, and stood up tenaciously, swinging from side to side.

Ye Wuhui looked at him indulgently, supported the little fox's body with his hands, and gradually slowed down Qingyu's flying speed.

"Wooooow!" The little fox looked up at him, his eyes as pure as amber were filled with light, obedient and glutinous, more than the morning light, warmer than the warm sun, it is unique and indispensable light vast.

Along the way, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the sun is cool.

Huaiye City is not far away, but it is not close either. Ye Wuhui Yujian flew for an hour, and found a small town nearby for dinner on the way. Yu Shangqingyu again, but dragged Ye Wuhui to sit on the flying magic weapon used for transportation.

There were too many people on the flying magic weapon, and the speed was much slower than that of Yujian. After about half a day, the two arrived at Huaiye City in the evening.

The name Huaiye City sounds fresh and elegant, but it is actually famous in the entire cultivation world for its fireworks and willow lanes.

There are all kinds of red lanterns hanging on both sides of the long street, and the beautiful woman is holding a handkerchief, standing outside the well-decorated restaurant. It is self-evident where this is.

Outside Ciyun Building, two handsome young masters came, one was dressed in maple like fire, his eyebrows were painted in ink, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, like the warm sun; , with a clear and cold air, while walking, the robes were flipped, and the fairy air was like a banished fairy who didn't eat the fireworks in the world.

The girls who greeted the guests outside the Ciyun Building flocked up, Ye Wuhui was not used to the smell of makeup, his footsteps were a little restless, his brows were slightly frowned, Mo Ziyi took his hand, turned his head, and winked at him Eyes on one side: "Tighten it."

The tightly pursed lips hooked imperceptibly, Ye Wuhui tightened his five fingers, "...um."

"Visitors!!" The bustard waved a handkerchief and led the two of them to the private room, and then shouted downstairs. Suddenly, a group of girls appeared all around them, standing in a row in front of them, with different postures. Different, the appearance is beautiful, but it is too dusty.

"Which girls do you two young masters want?" The old bustard introduced enthusiastically one by one, "Zao Ying is good at singing, Nuan Shu is good at dancing, Asakusa is good at flute, Lv Yang is good at playing piano, what kind of girl does the guest officer like, Ciyun Tower, It's all there!"

Mo Ziyi's eyes swept past them without stopping, and Ye Wuhui didn't even raise his eyes. The bustard smiled, knowing that the two guest officials were not very satisfied with these girls, so they left immediately. Go to them: "Quickly let the next batch of girls go upstairs to let the young master have a look!"

While waiting, there was a sudden sound of quarreling in the next room, the teacup broke, and a woman screamed in shock: "How do you do it? You can't even serve a cup of tea. What if you burn yourself? How should I pay? What else can you do with your claws?! Why does the bustard still keep you, why don't you go back!"

Hearing the quarrel, Mo Ziyi raised one eyebrow and put his hands on his chest: "Huh?"

The old bustard continued to smile: "The guest officer is laughing, she is just a clumsy girl."

Mo Ziyi stood up, pulled Ye Wuhui out of the private room together, and pushed open the door where the quarrel came from.

I saw a well-dressed girl viciously accusing a commoner girl. The tea on the ground was still boiling hot, and there was white mist. This girl sat aside, with a look of disgust on her face.

The commoner girl's face was dusty, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but the corners of her mouth were always raised, smiling, even if her fingers were cut by the broken teacup, the expression on her face did not change at all, always with a smile on her face. smiling.

This smile is emotionless, mechanical, and habitual, as if the facial muscles have remembered this expression and fixed it on this face.

Ye Wuhui suddenly felt that this girl's face was somewhat familiar.

The corners of Mo Ziyi's mouth curled up, and he said to the procuress, "I want this girl." He turned his head and looked at Ye Wuhui, "Little brother, I want her, okay?"

"En." Ye Wuhui nodded.

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, she had never seen such a guest officer before, she didn't want a beautiful girl like a flower, but such a lowly girl?She took the big bag of spirit stones from Mo Ziyi, and immediately smiled again: "You two guests, please wait in the private room for a while, and I will order someone to take this girl to freshen up."

Everyone retreated, and for a while, there were only Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui in the private room.

Mo Ziyi poured a glass of wine for Ye Wuhui, offered it with both hands, and leaned over to please him: "Little brother, why don't you ask me why I came here?"

Ye Wuhui took the wine cup, drank it all in one gulp, stroked Mo Ziyi's hair, and smiled lightly: "My little fox won't do bad things."

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a woman walked in. She did not go directly in front of Ye Wuhui and Mo Ziyi, but sat down outside the curtain, plucked the strings with her fingertips, and the sound of the piano Floating, melodious and sweet.

As soon as the song was played, the woman got up, walked to the front of the curtain, bowed, her hands slid down against her thighs as she bowed, her fingertips touched her knees, and then slowly straightened up.

It is clear that the clothes are not very different from ordinary women, but the salutes they perform are not very common.

The woman gently opened the curtain, folded her hands in front of her belly, walked in with her head down, knelt and sat on the opposite side of the table, raised her hand to lightly touch the tea set, wake up the utensils, roast the tea, grind the tea, sieve the tea, decoct and mix the water , making tea and introducing, making and blending incense, a series of processes are like flowing clouds and flowing water, until the tea fragrance overflows the entire elegant room.

She poured two cups of tea, looked up, with a calm and gentle smile on her face, and handed the teacups to the two of them respectively.

At this moment, Ye Wuhui saw the woman's face clearly, and he couldn't help being slightly startled——

...Long bamboo trees?