Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

"I just came after you."

Rubbing his heart, Shen Yifei put down the brush boy and rubbed his little head and asked, "Where is Su Zhenzhen?"

"Su Zhenzhen, who is it?"

The pen boy tilted his head and thought for a while, then he had a flash of inspiration, "Is the father talking about the little white dragon?"

"Little White Dragon?" What the hell?Why don't you play Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures?

Learn from the west?

Shen Yifei frowned as if he had thought of something, so he bent down and stroked the brush boy's head to help him smooth out his messed up hairstyle, and said softly, "Tong'er, what have you encountered during this time? Tell me about it."

The pen boy thought for a while and began to tell the ins and outs of his encounter with Su Huan and what happened afterwards.

"I originally planned to go home to visit Master and his old man. On the way, I met Xiaobai...Uncle Su Zhenzhen, and saw him holding a monkey with a rope...human... .Later, I met a strange red-clothed monk, and then we..."

After the intermittent narration by the stroke boy, Shen Yifei roughly understood what they did, combined with the plot in his memory, he summed it up in one sentence, Su Zhenzhen let go of the human dragon Qi Tianbian who was pressed down by the spiritual healer, During the monkey training process, he was met by the stroke boy.

Because he arbitrarily gave the boy a nickname, the brush boy got involved by accident, and he also played the role of Tang Seng on this westward journey.

In the end they met the Tathagata, that is, Bo. As for what Su really talked with Bo, and what the scriptures were obtained, the stroke boy couldn't tell clearly. After all, he was still a child, and he just thought it was fun to participate Not much.

Has it already appeared, and how long is Bodhi going to lead him out of Shen Jianhu?

Shen Yifei looked in the direction of Cailuxian and shook his head secretly. (ps: He thought this direction was the direction of Lun Jianhai.)

Forget it, Shen Jianhu is mixed with Buddhist calculations, rashly intervening may lead the situation to another path, it's better to let nature take its course.

Anyway, the situation is under control right now, and I have my own plan to deal with Hades. The matter of Buddhism has nothing to do with me, does it?

After listening to what happened, Shen Yifei pondered for a while and asked: "Then what's next for you, do you want to go back?"

Hearing this, the pen-painting boy showed some struggling expressions, because of his blood relationship, he was naturally close to Shen Yifei, and he also missed him a little after being separated for many days.

Then the boy still gritted his teeth, and firmed his small eyes, "I still have to go back and report to Master and Sister Xianfeng that they are safe."

"By the way, that strange monk gave us a piece of wood when we were learning scriptures, Xiaobai... Uncle Suzhenzhen said it was a good thing, father, please take a look." The pen boy took out a stick of charcoal , held up high.

Shen Yifei took a closer look and found that the object was somewhat familiar, so he reached out to take it.

As soon as Heimu passed his hand, a trace of coolness shot straight to the sky through the palm of his hand, and he felt that his soul had been sublimated, and the exhaustion of traveling for many days was dispelled in an instant.

Shen Yifei immediately remembered that this is the same as the soul nourishing wood recorded in the ancient books, the black wood is like charcoal, it is cool to touch, and has the effect of nourishing the soul.

"Tong'er, you've done a great job."

Putting away the soul-cultivating wood, Shen Yifei picked up the brush boy and kissed him hard on the face. ... In this way, the soul-nourishing wood and ghost stones have been collected, and the next step is to raise the altar of the soul-calling altar to resurrect the sword ghost.

"Finally caught up with you."

While the father and son were talking, two beautiful figures broke in, and Cui Luohan dragged Lin Ruomei to come.

"Hey, Tong'er is here?"

Seeing the stroke boy, Cui Luohan was a little surprised. When she was on the stage just now, most of her attention was on Shen Yifei's expression when she saw her on the stage, and she didn't overdo it to the other audience.

"Quick, give me a hug from my sister."

Lin Ruomei squeezed the boy into her arms and rubbed his round face.

"Woooooo~"

The stroke boy began to struggle, obviously Rin Ruomei didn't realize how unbearable her proud figure was for a child.

Shen Yifei glanced at it and was gone, stepped forward and took Cui Luohan's hand and asked: "I knew you could find the mark I left for you, how are you doing recently..."

With Shang Qingyi's communication 2.0, how could Shen Yifei not know how Cui Luohan was doing, but he still couldn't help asking about it after not seeing each other for so long.

Lin Ruomei, who was at the side, saw that the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, she was understanding and knew that the couple had a lot of private things to say, so she silently carried the boy and left here, leaving space for the two of them.

"It's still the same. Fortunately, the result of the battle of the three kings was satisfactory. During this period of time, the hardships have been quite peaceful, and I can take this opportunity to ask the chairman for leave and go out for a walk." Cui Luohan snuggled into Shen Yifei's arms and said with a smile.

Then Cui Luohan told Shen Yifei about what happened in Jianhai after leaving, and the embarrassing thing about Bu Yuanting being urged to allocate funds by Lun Qingcheng and others but couldn't come up with the money.

Imagining Lun Qingcheng chasing Bu Yuanting to collect debts, Shen Yifei couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't this an old man, embarrassing the old man and getting old."

At the same time, Shen Yifei also told Cui Luohan some things about Hongmian, such as Guifang Chiming's character, the relationship between Qiyuan, and his family in Hongmian.

Hearing Cui Luohan's amazement, after saying this, the man and woman began to talk each other, telling each other their lovesickness.

The two of them didn't notice when they were farming and farming. A pair of eyes in the dark looked at them coldly, with a cold light.

"Okay, it's getting late, don't make Ruomei and Tong'er wait for a long time." Before Shen Yifei could make a move, Cui Luohan pushed him away and walked towards the direction where Lin Ruomei left.

Shen Yifei thought it was a pity to himself, and hurriedly chased after him. The two met Lin Ruomei and Bihua boy side by side under a tree.

At this time, the two were sitting cross-legged under a pine nut tree, playing a child's trick of patting one another.

Seeing the two of them approaching, Lin Ruomei stopped the game, picked up the brush boy and greeted Shen Yifei with a smile.

"senior."

She waved her hand, and when the two approached, Lin Ruomei continued, "Just now Tong'er said that he would go back to Confucianism to meet his master, why don't you let me escort him back."

"It's really not reassuring for Tong'er to go on the road alone, so let me go too." Cui Luohan said.

"This......"

Lin Ruomei hesitated for a moment, she intended to let the two spend more time together, but she didn't expect that Cui Luohan would also be together, so she didn't know what to say for a while.

Anyway, Su is really lost again, so why don't we go and have a look together, and it's not bad to knock on that old melon-stealing hooligan by the way, Shen Yifei thought for a while and said: "Then let me go too."... Cui Luohan He gave him a blank look.

"It's thundering, it's raining, let's go home for dinner...it's thundering, it's raining, let's go home for dinner..."

At this time, a figure walked past them with the authentic Dragon Walking Step, so fast that only the back was left in the blink of an eye.

"It's true."

Shen Yifei subconsciously moved his feet slightly, looking at Cui Luohan and then at Su Huanzhen's back, he was having a hard time making a decision.

"Go, we will send Tong'er a message to find you after seeing his master." Cui Luohan said softly.

"Feel sorry."

Before he had time to say more, Shen Yifei transformed into a Tingcicada, took a human into the sword, turned into a beam of sword light and fled away.

This time, nothing can make Su really slip away.

After Shen Yifei left, Cui Luohan said to the two of them: "Let's go too, Tong'er, you lead the way."

"Yeah, my sister is going this way." The pen boy stretched out his little finger in Rin Ruomei's arms and pointed in one direction.

The three of them headed towards the Confucianism Sect Tianxia in the same direction, and they left the forest after a short walk.

As soon as I got out of the forest, I heard the sound of the piano, and the thick water vapor rose and condensed into fog, and the surrounding area was covered by white fog in just a moment.

The qin music is sad and quiet, faintly exuding the meaning of chilling.

"The atmosphere is wrong."

Cui Luohan stopped, her almond-shaped eyes looked in the direction of the sound of the piano, and Lin Ruomei also showed a look of vigilance on the face of the boy holding the brush.

Through the white mist, Cui Luohan vaguely saw the outline of a boat piano and the figure playing the piano.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Cui Luohan rolled up her sleeves and swept away, a strong wind blew away the surrounding white mist, revealing a dignified beauty in red.

is her!Cui Luohan was slightly surprised when she saw the appearance of the person coming, she listened before asking.

"Auntie Beauty."

"Aunt Beauty? Tong'er, do you recognize this person?" Lin Ruomei looked down at Tongzi in her arms.

"Father...Brother Shen was in danger, and Aunt Beauty came to the rescue." As if inheriting Shen Yifei's habit of giving others nicknames, the pen boy also gave Shetian Qinji a "beauty" Aunt' title.

Breaking free from Lin Ruomei's embrace, the pen boy ran towards Shetian Qinji with his calves.

Seeing that the stroke boy seemed to be familiar with him, Cui Luohan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't an enemy.

Lin Ruomei also thought that the other party was a friend rather than an enemy, so she didn't stop the pen boy from running towards her. Although this woman looked very cold, at the moment the two girls thought she was born this way.

The next moment, I saw Shetian Qinji's gesture of playing the qin changed, and a sound of the qin broke away from it, and shot towards the short stroke boy.

And the brush boy who ran towards Shetian Qinji didn't know it, and bumped into Yinqi.

"Tong'er be careful."

The incident happened suddenly, Lin Ruomei only had time to remind her, and then heard a bang, and the sound lifted the brush boy high, and then fell to the ground suddenly.

Snapped!

The pen boy fell into a reed, motionless, and his life and death were unknown.

"Children!"

"hateful!"

Two sounds of Tong'er, one sound of hate, Cui Luohan's sharp sword struck straight at the person in front of her eyes.

And Lin Ruomei jumped into the reed and picked up the brush boy, calling out with concern. ... "Tonger, Tonger..."

During the battle, She Tianqinji frowned slightly when she saw Cuiluohan abandoning her qin and wielding her sword.

Sensing the sharpness of the opponent's sword, Shetian Qinji quickly plucked the strings with both hands.

The energy of the sound waves was like waves overlapping with tides, one after another, hitting Cui Luohan, making it difficult for her to get close.

Relying on the martial artist's sensitivity to the battle situation, Cui Luohan knew that it would be difficult to hurt the opponent if he couldn't get close, so without the slightest hesitation, he came out with a superior sword style.

"Tai Chong. Wu Zhen."

The Nine Heavens Spirit Sword soared into the sky, and the huge sword energy condensed. An enlarged version of the Spirit Sword appeared in the sky above the battle situation.

Facing the ultimate move of the top swordsman, Shetian Qinji remained expressionless and waved casually.

when~

The piano of the four sick boats made a string-stretching sound, and a string pierced the sky, and the sound of the piano turned into sharp blades like thousands of threads and fell to the ground.

There was a clanging sound as the sword light collided with the sharp blade, and with the last collision, there was a bang.

Cui Luohan took a few steps back from Yu Weizhen, the corners of her mouth turned red, and at the same time, the Nine Heavens Spirit Sword came out of her hand.

Jianfei, the sound stopped, the surroundings were quiet, only one sound.

"Tonger, Tonger..."

Lin Ruomei kept inputting Yuan Gong to the brush boy, calling out repeatedly, trying to wake him up, but no matter how she called, the boy in her arms seemed to be dead, without any response.

A sound of calling distracted the two people in the battle at the same time.

She Tianqinji looked at Rin Ruomei who was eagerly calling, doubts flashed in her eyes, she had seen the strokes of the boy before, and she didn't hit the doll just now, why did it look like it was severely injured.

Cui Luohan felt a pain in her heart when she saw this scene.

"Die."

With a gesture of raising his hand, the Nine Heavens Spirit Sword stuck in the tree trunk trembled slightly and flew back to Cui Luohan's hand.

Recalling the spirit sword, Cui Luohan ignored her injuries, and her figure flew up and forced her body to press down on Shetian Qinji.

Shetian Qinji suddenly regained consciousness, and found that Cui Luohan had approached within ten steps of her, but she did not change her face before she plucked the strings.

The flowing sounds are repeated, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in a blink of an eye, the return wind blows in all directions, and the nine winds and clouds are played instantly.

The sound of the zither turned into waves of sound from all over the world, turning into a figure to intercept Cui Luohan's attack.

The light of the sword contains the rain, and the fighting shakes the four fields. There is a field of Shura in the music, and the music of the sword divides life and death.

"Taiyuan Kunzhen."

"break!"

Two beeps sounded at the same time, but the result was that the sound of the piano broke the music of the sword, and the jade hand became red again.

The pink figure flew upside down in the air, erupted together with the previous injuries, and sprinkled a large amount of bright red in the air.

Shetian Qinji stopped playing the piano, pressed both hands on the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped.

Seeing Cui Luohan flying upside down, She Tian Qinji had an indifferent expression on his face, without any emotion in his eyes.

"It's the finale."

The jade finger gently lifts up the strings of the qin, and the Qinji of Shetian takes the qin with Yuan Gong, turning the surrounding wind and clouds on the strings.

"Don't think about it."

At some point, Lin Ruomei came to Cui Luohan's side. It turned out that she could not wake up the stroke boy and saw Cui Luohan was injured. After putting the boy down, she switched to the fighting state and came to help Cui Luohan defeat the enemy.

Lin Ruomei supported the seriously injured Cui Luohan with one hand, and the chopping knife with the other, staring intently at the sound wave that was about to hit.

Looking at the two daughters, She Tianqinji showed disdain at the corners of her eyes, loosened her fingers, and a frenzy of sound waves poured out.

"Romei...sister...you are no match for this person, take Tong'er...go away."

At the time of crisis, Cui Luohan pushed Lin Ruomei away and stood up to bear it alone.

At the moment when the deadly killing sound hit her, there was only a bang, and a golden light appeared in front of Cui Luohan, and it swayed for a moment, breaking the air waves of the piano sound.

"Without ink, the painting is empty, and the inscription is full of magic; one stroke spans through the ages, and one stroke spans all directions."

The sound of the majestic poem sounded, and in the golden light, he saw a young man holding a luminous pen and holding a landscape painting. He was dressed in gold and had blond hair. His eyes were bright and introverted. With a refined temperament.

Duan looks like a young man.

"Stroke... boy?"

.......

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