Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

In order to observe the movements of the grassy swamp, the two stayed together in the dilapidated inn for many days.During the day, I go out to eat, drink, inquire about news, and by the way, pretend to be seriously injured and watch the scene of the Taoist priest pretending to be seriously injured and swearing;

As a result, it was like this every day for less than half a month, and before the snake came out of the hole, Yun Zhuo felt a circle of white meat on his belly, which was soft and loose, extremely ugly, and it was extremely painful to squeeze and knead.

To make matters worse, Situ Lin is a master who eats without gaining weight, even though he eats hazelnuts with him all day long, his body shape has not changed at all.With this reference, it is even more heartbreaking and uncomfortable.

So today in the lobby, he glanced at the person who was still eating with a plate of pancakes, and finally made up his mind not to reach out to take them together.

"Brother Rin."

After taking a sip of tea to fill his stomach, Yun Zhuo knocked on the table in front of Situ Lin: "I think I have to do some serious work and exercise, such as resuming the old business system, so as not to continue to be idle, eating, drinking and having fun, and gain weight for no reason."

"It's okay to be fat."

Situ Lin didn't care, and continued to eat the cake: "You were not thin back then."

Yun Zhuo was slightly dissatisfied: "You can't say that. Back then, my shell was round and jade-like, with snow-haired golden clothes. Everyone said it was cute, but now this shell is not good."

Situ Lin swallowed the pancakes in two mouthfuls, turned his head to look up, pretended to be serious, and said, "You are also very cute now."

"Grumpy."

Yun Zhuobai glanced at him, then pointed to the shiny things on the table: "What are you eating?"

Situ Lin said, "Hubing."

"Hubing?"

Looking up, I saw some crispy sesame seeds sprinkled on the skin of the stuffed meat, and a layer of cumin and chili noodles was spread according to the person's preference. Although the appearance is not representative, but if you look closely It seems that it is really a nonsense.

So he was a little surprised: "It's okay to eat this thing in the northern border of the Western Regions. Why do you eat it in the South? I'm afraid it's not easy to buy?"

"Nostalgic?"

Situ Lin narrowed his eyes, and said solemnly: "Seven years ago, a certain young master seemed to have done this for me."

"puff."

Yun Zhuo, who had just picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, didn't come up in one breath, and sprayed the tea: "You, why are you mentioning this?!"

Don't tell me, there really is such a stubble!

Seven years ago, in the middle of the night on a certain day, the two of them didn't have dinner, and because the Jiumiao sect closed early, they could only huddle in the disciple's room, holding their drumming bellies and screaming.

It goes without saying that Situ Lin doesn't know how to cook, Yun Zhuo was originally a young master far away from the kitchen, but at that time, for some reason, his mind turned, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the small kitchen to spread a few "hu biscuits".

——Well, to be precise, it is a bit biased to call that thing a mustache, and it may be more appropriate to call it poison.

"Uh... I did it, I did it, but it was because of our desperation that we got caught up in the sun, didn't we?"

The embarrassment of youth suddenly came to mind, Yun Zhuo hurriedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, shook his head and said: "Besides, if this thing can be called 'Hubing'? Don't say that Hubing must be consciously insulted, even the poison will be ignored by you Its companion?"

Situ Lin continued to eat the cakes without changing his expression: "It doesn't matter whether it's bean cakes or poison, when will Sir Sirius make it for me again?"

"Don't don't."

Yun Zhuo waved his hands again and again: "Give that stuff to the dog, and the dog won't eat it."

He said this without thinking, but his voice fell, but he felt a little regretful.

Because I suddenly remembered that the indistinguishable thing I made back then seemed to be dealt with by Situ Lin in the end.

... Doesn't this mean that people are not as good as dogs?

"Cough cough."

Before the other party uttered a word, Yun Zhuo felt embarrassed first, coughed lightly, and poured down the cup of tea in his hand: "Then what, let's talk about business! Anyway, there is no progress now, and idleness is idleness. How about today? Just keep an eye on it, I'll go find some pieces of iron and wood, and make some small gadgets, maybe it will help if we fight at that time?"

Situ Lin didn't deny it: "It's up to you."

"Hey, that's what I want!"

Yun Zhuo stood up happily, bowed his hands towards the person, and rubbed the soles of his feet with oil: "Then let's meet again tonight."

In the end, before we could see each other again, when he returned after buying the necessary materials, he ran into another incident where he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There will always be some unlucky coincidences that are inexplicable and dumbfounding in life. For example, you have listened to the morning class for a month, and the teachers and elders are all the same. Check the name of the person, and then you can only curse your mother secretly while leaning against the handboard.

So when Yun Zhuo passed by the largest inn in the city, and was thinking of going back to his broken room to take a bath and rest, but just in time to see Taoist Duan and a man in black wrestling and flying out of the window, he really wanted to curse inwardly.

The snake that I tried so hard to lure finally came out of its hole. This is a good thing, but now it is the middle of the night, most people are already asleep, and there are no other people on the street, let alone Situ Lin. This may not be a good thing .

Thinking about it, that person might have given himself a vacation in advance, and fell asleep peacefully, so now I am the only one left who can bite the bullet and help, I really don't know what to think.

Seeing the two people fighting for a round from the sky, and then falling on the street one after the other, the sword energy met the knife light, and it took dozens of moves to smash the debris on the street to pieces. Looking at his unlucky shell with low spiritual power, Yun Zhuo had no choice but to pull out "Wu Qi" from behind with a backhand, and quietly found a low wall to hide his figure.

"The thief is watching!"

As soon as he hid, he saw Duan Zhaoying raised his sword, Lanshuang condensed the sharp sword energy in his hand.

Seeing this, the man in black, not to be outdone, parted the scimitar with one hand, put his feet on the ground, turned around sharply, and puffs of smoke rose from his body. After a few moments, he dodged the sword energy past.

"Hmph, what kind of trick from the Western Regions is this!"

Seeing that the sword energy was broken, Duan Zhaoying turned slightly and took two steps back.

"Don't dare, no matter how many tricks I have, I can't beat you, Daoist Duan, who pretends to be hurt and fools people!"

The man in black raised his scimitar and stabbed straight at Duan Zhaoying: "Give me back my badge!"

The saber was coming fast and violently, Duan Zhaoying subconsciously dodged sideways, barely avoiding it, but unexpectedly, the man in black didn't mean it at all, he bent his knees with his feet on the ground, and his upper body turned extremely softly for half a circle, bending The knife stabs at Duan Zhaoying's vest.

"Want to plot against me? Dreaming!"

Duan Zhaoying has practiced swords for many years, and she is not an ordinary person, seeing that she has been tricked, she simply kicked the ground sideways, and only lightly scratched the skin with the blade behind her back.

With his left hand, he pulled out the fly whisk in his arms, and with one stroke he shook off the scimitar that was approaching every step of the way. With his right hand, he turned Lan Shuang again, and attacked the right hand of the man in black holding the knife.

But the man in black saw that the blow was missed, and was stabbed in the face by Lanshuang. He hurriedly retreated and dodged backwards, and took advantage of Duan Zhaoying's sword to strike hard.

All of a sudden, there was a "clang" sound, and Lan Shuang was slapped away from Duan Zhaoying's right hand, and was thrown several feet away on the street.

not good!

The Taoist priest's weapon was lost, Yun Zhuo was stunned at first, but the next moment, he saw that the man in black couldn't move.

It turned out that when Lanshuang fell to the ground, the man in black's scimitar and right hand were restrained by Duan Zhaoying with a whisk.

Fuchen was very soft, and his inner strength was condensed in it. No matter how hard he tried to break free, it was all futile in the end.

"You! Let me go!"

The man in black was furious when he saw being bound.

"Bah! Disregarding human life, how dare you beg me to let you go at this moment?"

Duan Zhaoying tightened the whisk, and said angrily, "Then give back Jiantong's life first!"

"Hmph, it turns out that you took all the trouble, and it was for that unlucky sword boy again!"

"Hey, he died because his life was short!"

The man in black spat on the ground, and put some strength into his hands: "You stinky Taoist priest, since you are so determined, you will never let go! I can't move, and you can't leave either! Let's see how I deal with the stalemate until the end. you!"

"What can you do!"

Seeing the other party's spiritual power gradually increasing, Duan Zhaoying also coldly snorted and held out a formula to face each other, the internal energy in the little Fuchen was surging, the two feuding across the sea of ​​blood refused to give in to each other, but the Taoist priest gradually gained the upper hand due to his unhealed injuries.

Yun Zhuo in the dark squinted his eyes, thinking of a plan, quietly took out half of the steel wire from his arms, and wrapped his hand around the hilt of the sword.

boom--

A moment later, there was only a sound of bursting energy, and Duan Zhaoying's whisk was finally shattered by the internal force of the man in black. Duan Zhaoying was forced to take two steps back by the remaining force, the corners of his lips were bleeding, and he saw a scimitar going straight towards him. stab yourself.

The time has come!

Yun Zhuo jumped up from behind the low wall, threw the long sword with a steel wire in his right hand, and at the same time turned his left wrist over, pinched lightly with five fingers, and the cold blade pierced through the air, pointing directly at the vest of the man in black.

"Uh--"

It took a lot of internal energy to shatter the dust whisk just now, and now he is fully focused on defeating Duan Zhaoying to avenge his shame. The man in black has no defenses at his back. There was a deep cut in the shoulder.

"Who dares to plot against me!"

The man in black cursed, gritted his teeth and covered his shoulders, and looked along the sword that hurt him.

At the corner of the street behind, a man in white was winding the lead wire to his fingertips at a leisurely pace, but the moonlight was dim, and the man lowered his head again, unable to distinguish his face.

The man in black gritted his teeth, jumped up with strength, and stood in front of Yun Zhuo: "You, who are you! Does this stinky Taoist have helpers!"

Anyway, Kezi's spiritual power is very low, and his lightness and footwork are definitely not comparable. Seeing that he was blocked by someone, Yun Zhuo didn't move at all, he only raised his head with a chuckle, and let the sparse and cold moonlight pour down, illuminating his face: "Who am I? See for yourself?"

The man in black heard the sound and looked around, his eyes froze when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly.

——Delicate and natural eyebrows with a little respectful smile, thin but rosy face, slightly weak but still solid body...

"You, who are you?!"

The assassin who was still complacent just now, as if seeing a ghost, took two steps back and widened his eyes: "You, you are Rong, Rong Yu? You, aren't you already dead?!"

crackling—

When he was distracted, the sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the night sky.Three dark iron darts shot out from one side, one behind the other, the two pierced his knee sockets in a whirl, and the other pierced his face.All of a sudden, there was a muffled sound of flesh being ripped apart. Although the man in black avoided the fatal blow, both legs were hit by two darts, and he knelt straight on the ground.

Brother Rin? !

The hidden weapon has been condensed with a lot of internal strength, and its trend is unpredictable but very precise. It is the way of Jiu Miao's hidden weapon with three traces.Situ Lin made this move quite skillfully when he was young, but now that he saw it again, Yun Zhuo recognized it at a glance and looked at where the three darts came from.

——The light in front of the small window of the dilapidated inn was dim, and a figure of a person looked out of the window, only the outline, but no face.

He hasn't slept yet?

Then why didn't he show up just now, and didn't come to help until such a critical moment?

Yun Zhuo squinted and scoffed lightly, feeling very suspicious.

"Hey, you actually use hidden weapons!"

On the other side, the situation turned sharply. Seeing the pain in his legs and being unable to move, the man in black felt unwilling and stared at the young man in white with anger in his eyes: "You were clearly dead that day, so are you a human or a ghost?!"

"Am I a human or a ghost?"

With the help of others to gain the upper hand, Yun Zhuo smiled contemptuously, and thoughtfully said: "Well, I should have been a ghost for a few years, but isn't it recent, have you come back to be a human again?"

"what?!"

The man in black raised his head in doubt, only to find that although the other party had the same handsome face as the sword boy he had killed earlier, his eyes were completely different. Even though he had no martial arts, he was not timid at all, but rather arrogant. state.

The person who died under the knife of his own organization suddenly changed his expression, the man in black stared wide-eyed, feeling flustered: "You, you are not Rong..."

It's a pity that before he had time to think about it, his eyes went dark, and Duan Zhaoying, who was chasing after him, knocked him out with a sword strike.

"Good sir."

It took half a month to get another face-to-face meeting. Yun Zhuo patted the dust on his body from chasing and fighting just now, and cupped his hands at Duan Zhaoying.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, and his expression was a little embarrassed because of the battle just now. The frosty cold light in his hand hadn't reached the sheath, so he saluted Yun Zhuo: "I was in danger a few times just now, thank you, Mr. Yun, for saving me."

"Hey, you're welcome, it should be."

Thinking that the two were just grasshoppers tied to a rope because of the resurrection transaction, Yun Zhuo scratched his head slightly: "Fortunately, the thief has been captured, and now the first step of the plan has been completed. The Taoist priest will take the man in black later." What are your plans?"

Duan Zhaoying kicked the fainted man angrily: "Naturally, we should find a hiding place to kidnap the thief and hide him. He tortured him, threatened him, and lured him. The Daoist still doesn't believe that he can't pry his mouth open before that ghost organization finds him." !"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the wooden parts in Yun Zhuo's arms and thoughtfully: "What about you, Mr. Yun?"

"I?"

Yun Zhuo raised his head and rolled his eyes at the half-open window of the inn, and thought of the three black iron darts just now, and felt that he couldn't figure out the medicine in the gourd of the person in the middle, and his mind seemed to be full of fog.

So he snorted softly and said, "What else can I do? It's three o'clock in the middle of the night, I'd better go back and ask that Lord Mozun why he didn't show up at the critical moment just now!"