Master is here [Crossing Books]

"Fellow Daoist Wu, are you drunk?"

Yanniang was lazily leaning halfway on the soft couch, squinting at Wu Yuan who was sitting next to her with bright winking eyes, and was slowly groping for a cup with her tail singing lightly and seductively.

The lively banquet in front of me has come to an end, the smell of wine is everywhere, the smell of rouge is floating, men and women are drinking, having fun, singing and dancing, and now they are all drunk.

The wine fell to the ground and splashed the pomegranate skirt, and the cups of wine were intertwined and dazzled everyone's eyes.

Wu Yuanmu's face was fixed, his eyes were straight, he stared at the liquid in his glass, before he could open his mouth, he hiccupped, "Hi...not...not drunk."

"Really?" Yanniang motioned to the muscular men behind her to help her up, walked to Wu Yuan's side, pointed at Wu Yuan's body delicately, and Wu Yuan, who was sitting upright, fell straight down with a bang , sleepy do not know what the world is.

"Heh, the amount of alcohol is good." Yan Niang folded her arms and kicked Wu Yuan who was asleep, she glanced at the dozen or so wine jars at her feet from the corner of her eye, and there was a moment of resentment in her eyes, "It took so much to get drunk, really, I have to let that guy pay me well."

After saying that, she raised her hand to signal her subordinates to lift Wu Yuan up and put him in the side room to sleep peacefully, while she invited someone to ask, "A few days ago, did someone buy something new?"

Two disciples wearing red-lined clothes with a white background stepped forward from the side, "Yes, we bought 11 new people, five women and six men."

"Oh, there is one more person than usual, what's going on?"

"The appearance of the many people in it is unsightly. It was given to us by the old human trafficker. Do you want to have a look at Yanniang?"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Yanniang's eyes, and she said in a low voice, "It's easy to calculate, so it secretly sent people here..."

Then he sneered again, feeling that he was meddling, nodded and said, "Lead the way."

After exiting the City Lord's Mansion, passing through the promenade and a lot of houses, you can see a small courtyard with white walls and blue tiles. The Hehuan Sect has been entrenched here for many years. Naturally, they don't bother to do things that are too dirty.

Although the people who bought it are said to be useful for practicing exercises, they can actually be disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

If you don't want to be a disciple to practice martial arts, and you don't want to be raised as a furnace, then you can choose to do odd jobs. All in all, compared to other sects that buy people, it is quite humane.

Of course, because the Acacia Sect lacks people all the year round, there is only one rule that cannot be changed, that is, those who are bought are not allowed to leave the Acacia Sect until they have stayed in the Acacia Sect for 100 years.

Mu Yaoyao sat on a piece of haystack, bent his knees and clenched his fists, in a state of contemplation. He couldn't figure it out. The reason was very simple. The loose cultivators who were bought in the same batch as him were now living quite well here. Someone talked about love with a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

And he, a wise man from modern society, very wisely discovered that the operation method of Hehuanzong is a large 100 company, and it will take [-] years to leave.

Let's not say that he was a hard-working 100 in his previous life, the day lily has been cold in the past [-] years, okay?

So after failing to force out Hehuanzong for the seventh time, Mu Yaoyao, the former master of Jianzong, was locked in a cage with haystacks as companions.

Seeing this, the ten monks in his group sat around the cage with sympathy, trying to persuade Mu Yaoyao.

"Acacia sect seems pretty good to me, it doesn't force us to do anything."

"There are also food and clothing, and being a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, I think it is much more cost-effective than casual cultivation."

"That's right, if you really come to that kind of insidious and cunning little sect, you will die if you become a furnace, and you will be sucked dry in an instant."

After saying that, everyone looked sideways at one of the rooms, the door opened, and a fair and soft man came out of it, and said goodbye to a disciple of Hehuan Sect with half-undressed clothes, seeing everyone's eyes were extremely kind smiled.

This is the monk among them who chooses to be a furnace. In a short time, they will have their own courtyard. Being a furnace in the Hehuan Sect is also a place to support them. It is not so much a furnace as it is to help the disciples of the Hehuan Sect practice exercises. The object is by no means a unilateral request.

All in all, it is moist in all aspects.

Mu Yao cast an extremely fierce look at the self-willing and depraved monk, but he soon gave in, because he had been starving for several days, and with a sound of "咕———", his stomach groaned. Mu Yaoyao had tears in his eyes.

It's true that there is no oil in the wotou vegetables in my hands, and I cry when I think of it at night.

The chubby girl smiled shyly when she heard his voice, took out a bun from her bosom and secretly handed it to him, "Eat it quickly, it's still hot."

A gentleman does not accept food that comes from a sigh.

Mu Yaoyao swallowed hard, turned his head away righteously, and then suddenly saw the people in the courtyard kneeling down. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he immediately stretched out his hand and stuffed the bun into his arms.

If you don't take it in front of you, you can take it behind your back, and it doesn't count if no one sees it. What's more, if you don't eat it, he will starve to death.

"Is it delicious?" A female voice came softly and charmingly, and when Mu Yaoyao was about to bite down, he was so cold that he felt chills all over his body.

"Jianzong's little fellow Taoist."

Mu Yaoyao's lips and teeth were cold. Ever since he was reduced to this point, even after the Qinghong swords that could prove his identity disappeared, he never told anyone about his identity. How did the woman in front of him know? !

"I'm not...you're looking for the wrong person." He put down the steamed stuffed bun, and his face, which had been dirty since entering the Hehuan Sect, could not see the expression clearly.

"Oh, really? But you can fool other people, but you can't fool me." Yan Niang covered her mouth and smiled, but she was particularly disgusted with the dirty Mu Yaoyao at the moment, and reached out and patted, "Come on, put the He cleaned it up and brought it to my room."

The enchanting eyes are charming, and the voice is like a beautiful snake uttering a letter, "I want to question him carefully."

The lake of Siqing rippled slightly, and Yin Li sat on the bank and looked at the lake with his eyes closed. The moon was reflected in the lake, and the sky full of stars was also reflected in it, just like the bright moon turned into a boat carrying a ship of starry sky.

Lu Yuan dived down to check the passage they came up from, and repaired it. Anyway, this is also a resort of the Hehuan Sect, so it would be bad if it was damaged.

The wound on his own waist was also healed. When he was looking up at the moon, he suddenly thought of the piece of paper he picked up in the secret place at the bottom of the lake.

Immediately found it from the storage bag, and carefully spread out one by one, but he was stunned.

It was another part of the original owner's manuscript that he saw. He read it on the last page before, and these were torn from the manuscript, which belonged to the previous part.

"The legend of Siqing Lake turned out to be true. Song Yanqing and Mu Ci disappeared in the cultivation world hundreds of years ago. It turned out that they were looking for such a paradise. If they didn't come to Yuqing City by mistake, I'm afraid won't find out.

Over the years at the bottom of the lake, the secret realm they have created is ingenious, and there is even a teleportation circle that leads to the outside. The concept is amazing.

But when I came, there were only the skeletons of the two cuddling each other. Unexpectedly, Song Yanqing, as a master, fell earlier than Mu Ci. Mu Ci died while holding Song Yanqing's skeleton, but he was very happy.

The love between master and apprentice is something that heaven and earth cannot tolerate. These two people were originally talented geniuses. It is embarrassing that this situation has happened now, but these two people have no complaints or regrets, which makes me puzzled .

They are about to ascend, and I have to find some hidden locations to resist the catastrophe. Now it is just a step in the door. I simply dug a grave for them, buried them together, and erected a monument.

It can also be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, hoping that the way of heaven will make me become a fairy soon. "

The words came to an abrupt end here, and Yin Li looked suspiciously at the lake in front of him. He didn't expect that the tombstone that almost killed him just now was actually made by the original owner, and Yanniang mentioned before that the original owner often came to Yuqing City. Come to this secret place to practice.

But the legend of Siqing Lake is actually true...

Yin Li stretched out his hand to shake the lake water a few times, but found nothing. Thinking of the original owner's longing for the success of becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality, and then going crazy later, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The original owner is a thoughtful person, so he would go mad when he ascended successfully?Too strange.

He was puzzled, and when he stretched out his hand to take a closer look at the papers, he stopped checking for a while, and the paper fell from his fingertips into the water. Under the moonlight and the lake water, there were faint shadows on the paper. Two words appeared.

"The devil."

With a splash, the sound of the water turning, Lu Yuan got out of the water, and his eyes, which had been hiding joy since the beginning, were bright and clear under the moonlight, as if they still had a childlike innocence and joy.

"Master."

Seeing Lu Yuan's appearance, Yin Li's heart jumped for some reason, and he immediately jumped into the water and put the piece of paper back into the storage bag.

"What's wrong?" He slowly swam to Lu Yuan and asked.

"The bottom of the lake has been repaired, we can go now." Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to wrap Yin Li's shoulder in a very natural way, half-embracing Yin Li and swam to the shore, holding Yin Li's waist with both hands, and pushed him to sit to shore.

Yin Li's eyes were obscure, and it was obvious that Lu Yuan lifted himself up so easily without using a single bit of spiritual power. His arms were not knotted with muscles, but slender and well-proportioned.

But the strength is much greater than that of ordinary monks. Is this the talent of the demons?

Before he could think about it, Lu Yuan suddenly reached for his lower back and touched it carefully. Yin Li was startled and immediately stood up, "What are you doing?"

"Check the wound, Master." Lu Yuan didn't notice anything wrong with Yin Li at all, he just thought he was shy, and after he finished speaking quickly, a blush flew across his face, he coughed and continued.

"Master, you have almost recovered, and now you don't need to be treated when you return to the city. Let's go first."

Yin Li choked in his heart, cursing himself for being weird. After nodding, he turned and walked out, ignoring Lu Yuan's hand outstretched to him in the lake.

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