Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

During this trip, Taoist priest Duan temporarily left the teacher's gate, and the two spent their days recuperating in Chang'an City comfortably.

Situ Lin was born in the middle of Shu, and Yun Zhuo grew up in Wuling. They were all from the South, so it was rare to come to the capital city of Chang'an, so it was very useful for the bustle and bustle that is different from their hometown.During the day, I watch Orchid Ruanwu, and then listen to Goulan opera reviews. At night, I treat people to rest and settle down, and discuss itineraries, chat about eating and drinking, and discuss life.Even though the Taoist didn't do a lot of serious work when he returned seven days later, he barely recovered from his injuries.

In the early morning of the next day, several people sat in the lobby of the inn and had breakfast.

Yun Zhuo ostentatiously took a basket of steamed buns and a plate of sugar cakes, and as expected, he received a look of disdain from Duan Zhaoying who was next to him who brought only a bowl of porridge.

So he quietly leaned into Situ Lin's ear and lowered his voice: "Brother Lin, why do I feel that Taoist Duan hates me..."

Situ Lin didn't change his face: "If someone borrows my sword boy's shell to come back to life, and eats the shell in front of me, I will be very unhappy."

"Oh."

Yun Zhuo was confident: "But this shell is too thin! You see, these Taoist priests only drink white porridge and eat steamed buns every morning, aren't they afraid of being hungry and dizzy?"

Situ Lin didn't answer, but rolled his eyes at the plate of chili oil dipping sauce on the steamed bun tray in his hand, blatantly took it away, and mixed a bowl of pure vinegar for him: "Mr. Sirius, please pay attention to you!" wounds, the diet should be light."

Yun Zhuo looked at the plate of chili peppers he had put on the table, and glared at him: "Hey! Why do you want to eat two servings of chili peppers by yourself!"

Situ Lin rolled his eyes at him, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and he directly raised his head and drank the dish of hot sauce empty-mouthed.

Yun Zhuo was dumbfounded: "..."

Situ Lin showed off his might: "What? People in Sichuan are addicted to spicy food?"

Looking at the empty plate still covered with a thin layer of red chili oil, Yun Zhuo swallowed, and obediently picked up the plate of pure vinegar: "Okay, okay...just as long as you are happy..."

"Cough cough."

Seeing that the two of them were not eye-catching, Duan Zhaoying knocked on the table: "Can you talk about the business?"

Situ Lin stirred two spoonfuls of vegetable porridge, and poured another plate of chili oil into it: "Teacher, please tell me."

Duan Zhaoying said: "Now that Hongfeng has been obtained, brother Situ can try to find out the source of its ghost energy?"

"Tried, but couldn't find it."

Situ Lin said: "It's more about luck, I'm afraid I'll have to try a few more times, I'll do it after dinner."

"Well, there's more."

Duan Zhaoying said again: "I didn't arrive when you fought against Mingyou that day, but I still got other clues."

Yun Zhuo nodded: "Yes, according to what the man in black said, the ambush was indeed caused by someone colluding with Nanzhao to buy the murderer."

Duan Zhaoying was surprised: "What! Are you really traitorous?!"

"good."

Situ Lin said: "It's the body theft, the death of Daoist Luo, and the treachery of the country and the enemy. It seems that there are many involved in this matter, so it must be handled carefully."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again: "However, now we are Monk Zhanger who can't figure it out, so we can only start with Hongfeng a little bit."

Duan Zhaoying frowned slightly upon hearing this, but remained silent.

Situ Lin said again: "Forget it, everything you say now is irrelevant, let's eat first."

The words ended, and the three of them continued to bury their heads in their meals. Yun Zhuo took a few mouthfuls of the meat buns in his hand, took another one out of the cage, took a bite, and his face changed drastically.

...It's so good, it's stuffed with leeks.

Speaking of Yun Sanshao's life, although there are tens of thousands of things that he hates, the most important things are mosquitoes and leeks.

I hate mosquitoes because they bite so hard, the needles hit the nail on the head, and there are pustules in clusters.

I hate leeks because of their strong taste, belching, and "fragrant".

Now it's summer, and the mosquitoes that are not long to live are all biting people, how can they have breakfast to teach him to encounter such a nasty leek bun?

Yun Zhuo puffed his cheeks and glanced at both sides, just in time to see that the porridge bowl in Situ Lin's hand was empty.

So he rolled his eyes and threw the bun into Situ Lin's bowl.

As a result, before the hand was withdrawn, there was a sudden commotion outside the gate of the inn, and then a group of people walked in mighty and mighty, the momentum was so large that the guests in the hall got up curiously.

...Who is here?

Just after throwing the buns, Yun Zhuo, who had a guilty conscience, was very surprised. He raised his eyes and saw that although there were a large number of people, the array was very neat. On the left was a row of blue and plain robes, and on the right was a row of white shirts with dark patterns. Dress up like a servant.

And the two who were greeted by this big battle, one was dressed in a water-patterned blue cloak and plain gauze, holding a jade piano in his arms, with a slender figure and a three-point smile in his eyes, they were Tao Qingyan, the current lord of Yunya Palace, and the other One person was wearing a gown of pine and snow satin embroidered with gold thread, with a sword on his waist. He had a straight face and square eyebrows. It was none other than the current head of the Yun family, his elder brother Yun Hua.

How did they come here? !

Yun Zhuo intuited that his right eyelid twitched, and the wound on his arm that happened not long ago also felt faint pain.

Everyone in the world doesn't know that Palace Master Tao and Master Yun have a very good friendship. Three years ago, Family Master Yun killed his relatives righteously and brought people and Palace Master Tao together to drive the Heavenly Wolf Lord Yun Zhuo, who killed his father and betrayed his teacher, to a dead end.

This time is good, the assassin who seeks revenge in the dark didn't come after him, so these two came to trouble him first?

Reluctantly, Yun Zhuo put the meat buns he found back on the plate, and stood up helplessly following a group of people from the inn, as a welcome to the two young masters.

"Palace Master Tao, Patriarch Yun."

Duan Zhaoying got up and respectfully bowed to those two people: "I don't know that you two have come to Chang'an too, so I'm not far away to welcome you."

Tao Qingkang heard the words, nodded slightly at Duan Zhaoying, and bowed his hands in return.

On the other hand, Yun Hua didn't even look at the Taoist priest, and walked up to Yun Zhuo in three or two steps, looked at his clothes, and faintly revealed a bit of anger: "Yun Zhuo! You are a traitor who insults the family! Come back with me and deal with it according to family law!"

He said this in a loud voice, and his words were clear. Suddenly, like a stone, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up in the small inn. Before even Yun Zhuo had time to react, the guests in the hall exploded first.

"What? Did I hear correctly? Patriarch Yun said this person is Yun Zhuo? That Sirius Yun Qianxuan?"

"No way, I heard that Lord Wolf is a half-demon, and his white hair is very eye-catching. The one in front of you is clearly black-haired."

"That's right, and that Lord Sirius, who murdered his father and betrayed his teacher, and washed Yunya with blood, didn't he die in southern Xinjiang three years ago?"

"Then, is this a resurrection of the soul?"

"Oh, that's terrible! I heard that Sirius Yunzhuo's mechanical skills are very powerful. If he gets mad again and fights with us, we will have to run away."

"No, why are the Demon Lord of Jiumiao and Daoist Duan of Unfixed View together with this criminal Yun Zhuo?"

"Yes, yes, no matter how you look at it, isn't it right? I'm afraid Patriarch Yun has mistaken someone."

"Oh, I didn't expect that Qilin Jun, who is well-known in the world, would also say something wrong!"

The discussion was one after another, and there was a wave of one wave after another, but Yunhua didn't bother to pay attention to it, and stretched out his hand to grab Yunzhuo, angrily said: "Come back with me!"

At this time, there was only a "crack" sound, and a black fan blocked in front of him.

"If you want to take him away, first give a reason."

Situ Lin stretched out his left arm and used his strength to push Yun Zhuo back three steps, and then he stopped in front of Yun Zhuo.

"Master Demon."

Seeing Situ Lin make a move, Yunhua's eyes became even more angry, but he was afraid that the other party, who was also the master of the same sect, would not be able to attack, so he gritted his teeth and said, "This is a family matter of my Yun family, please hand over this traitor to me." to me."

"But, what is his relationship with your Yun family?"

On the other side, Duan Zhaoying finally couldn't stand it any longer. She put the porridge and turned around to look at Yunhua, saying every word: "His name is Rong Yu, he is my sword boy. Your third brother Yun Zhuo is dead." It's been more than three years, maybe Patriarch Yun has admitted the wrong person?"

"It's nonsense! Look at his clothes, the white shirt and the golden skirt, it's so imposing, it doesn't look like the dress of a sword boy! Could it be that you don't even have the rules of etiquette? The servant can dress worse than the master. Eye-catching?!"

Yunhua flicked his sleeves, and said calmly without anger: "I heard that the three of you went to Nanzhao together [-] years ago, and you used the smoke screen to sneak up on many assassins of Mingsha, causing a lot of trouble... Humph, A demon master who practiced Jiumiao's hidden weapon, and a Taoist priest who practiced Taoist swordsmanship, regardless of whether the two of you will come up with an idea to use a smoke screen to surprise you, how can you two who have never even met face to face before? Hand in hand to go to Mingsha?!"

He sneered again, and added: "But everyone knows that Yun Zhuo, a traitor, admired you Situ Lin very much, and participated in the Lingyun Conference with Duan Daochang! In my opinion, what kind of sword is this? Tong, it is clear that Yun Zhuo borrowed the corpse to return his soul!"

As soon as Yunhua's words fell, the crowd gasped involuntarily, but before they could discuss any more, Situ Lin beside him also said coldly: "The smoke screen was put by the deity. Why? It's not allowed After I took the post of Demon Lord, did I learn a little heresy by analogy?"

"Oh, too."

He paused, then suddenly said with a half-smile: "I can't compare to Qilin Jun and Cang Zhiqing, the two sect masters, who take care of everything every day... After all, although our Jiu Miao is one of the five sects, we are still in your mouth. , didn’t they already become some kind of ‘dissolute family style’, ‘both good and evil’ people!”

Yun Hua glared angrily: "Situ Lin! You!"

"Patriarch Yun."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them was not good, Duan Zhaoying cupped his hands again and explained: "As for the dark matter, it was the investigation task assigned by the old temple master and Rongyu to me, but this matter is a bit special and needs the help of Mr. Situ. joined hands."

"Hmph, excuse!"

Not to be outdone, Yunhua said, "I would like to know, what can make you join forces?"

"This……"

Duan Zhaoying hesitated to speak: "This matter is related to the death of my senior brother and the secrets of the temple, so I can't tell you. If Patriarch Yun has doubts, you can also go to Wuding Temple to confront our temple master."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves: "But I don't know why I gave my sword boy the title of 'Sirius Lord', and I want to take him away, please forgive me!"

After some explanations, the crowd finally exploded again.

"Oh, so that's what happened! The death of Daoist Luo was indeed evil, and these two people explained it quite clearly."

"Then Patriarch Yun's rhetoric is untenable. Anyway, you can't just rely on the appearance of a sword boy to falsely accuse him of being 'Yun Qianxuan, the disciple who murdered his father and betrayed his teacher'!"

"Hey, I'll just say it! How come there is a dead body to bring back the soul! How long has the third child of the Yun family been dead!"

"It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Qilin has always been upright and upright! Why did he take the wrong medicine today? With his red mouth and white teeth, did he rely on the sword boy in Wuding's view?"

"you!"

There was a lot of voices, and Yunhua's face turned blue when he was agitated by those discussions. He turned to look at the onlookers, and said angrily, "Are you trying to make an enemy of my Yun family?"

Not to be outdone, Situ Lin sneered and said, "If Lord Qilin takes him away, he will be regarded as an enemy of Wudingguan and me, Jiumiao."

"Brother Huan Mo, forget it."

The stalemate was difficult to resolve. Tao Qingyan, who stood aside for a long time without making a sound, walked slowly, patted Yunhua on the shoulder, and said softly: "Daoist Duan said that this is his sword boy. Mr. Situ also explained Cause and effect, could it be that you hated your third brother into a maddened state of hatred and admitted the wrong person."

"Why even you..."

Yunhua's eyes widened in anger, but the people behind him were talking a lot, Situ Lin and Duan Zhaoying in front of them refused to budge, and finally even their friends turned against each other.

The situation took a turn for the worse. In the end, he had no choice but to give Yun Zhuo who was hiding at the end a hard look. He flicked his sleeves and walked out the door, angrily saying, "Hmph, you are an unfortunate member of the family! You can do it yourself!"

"It's not certain who is good for themselves."

The golden-clothed figure walked away angrily, Situ Lin let out a cold snort, and put down Ping Ping, who had been holding it up for a while.

Duan Zhaoying also let out a long sigh of relief, and turned around to pay respects to Tao Qingyan: "I have heard that Palace Master Tao is indifferent and gentle. Although he devotes himself to practicing music, theory and medicine, he is also well-versed in human feelings. When I saw you this time, it is indeed the case. Mr. Poor Daoist Take the place and thank the Palace Master."

"The Daoist is polite."

Tao Qingyan smiled lightly, quickly waved his hands, and said in return: "My friend's mood swings have offended a few of you, and I should apologize."

After finishing speaking, he looked worriedly at the door of the inn again, he hurriedly saluted the three of them, and sighed: "Brother Huan Mo is leaving at this moment in anger, sorry I can't accompany you for a long time, and leave."

"Farewell."

The three of them also bowed their hands, and saw the young man in Tsing Yi float away with two rows of followers behind him.

"Hey? Is this gone?"

"Hey, what else can he do if he doesn't leave, there is no reason to drag Daoist Duan's sword boy away and deal with it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Patriarch Yun is also full of food, and he feels uncomfortable with someone who has been dead for many years, and even ran away in anger!"

"That's right, it's not a riot!"

"Hey, if you want me to say, it's over! If you watch the excitement again, the food will be cold."

"Yes, yes, it's important to eat, it's important to eat."

Seeing that the bustle had dissipated, the onlookers clicked their tongues and discussed for a while, then immediately went back to their tables with little interest.

And when Yun Zhuo sat down, he touched the buns on the plate again, and found that they had been completely cooled.Looking behind him constantly, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls, so he had to "hide" back to the guest room without saying a word.

"Oh, it was really dangerous just now! Thanks to you!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, although Yun Zhuo regretted that he could not eat enough breakfast, he did not forget to thank the remaining two: "Thank you, Daoist Duan! Thank you, brother Lin!"

Situ Lin smiled: "You're welcome, share the blessings, and share the difficulties."

"Hey, thank you for nothing, this trip to Nanzhao was a life-and-death experience."

Duan Zhaoying found a stool and sat down, and said frankly: "Anyway, without you, I can't kill that thief quickly, or else, I've made half a friend!"

Yun Zhuo raised his eyes, and was a little surprised in joy: "Taoist?"

Duan Zhaoying waved her hand: "Seeing is believing, ears are not hearing, I feel that you are very friendly, but now I feel that what the anecdote said is temporarily doubtful."

After a pause, he said again: "It's just that, Daoist, I still feel that the matter of cutting off sleeves is against the laws of nature and ethics. Can you take it easy?"

"what?"

Yun Zhuo was startled: "Who said we have lost our sleeves?!"

Situ Lin glanced at him lightly, pretending to be lost, and said, "Master, have you forgotten the fake relatives you made in the nameless village seven years ago? This is going to be a chaos and you'll just abandon it?"

The old stubble was turned over and people manipulated it, Yun Zhuo's eyelids twitched: "Will you die if you don't say a few words? Can you do business?"

Situ Lin tilted his head to look at him: "For example?"

Yun Zhuo rolled his eyes at Hong Feng who was on the table: "Try this again."

"Oh."

Situ Lin is as good as he is, and pretends to use magic tricks to move his spirit, and explores on the red maple.Unexpectedly, after a while, his complexion changed slightly, and his brows frowned: "Wait a minute, don't talk."

Yun Zhuo didn't take it seriously: "Hey, are you acting again?"

"Shh, I really didn't act this time."

Situ Lin pressed the red maple with his right hand, closed his eyes for a while, and finally said in a low voice after hesitation: "The ghost aura of this red maple has suddenly stabilized a lot.

Yun Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Then tell me where you are?"

Situ Lin said: "It seems to be the unnamed mountain near Guili Lake."

"What? Nameless mountain, return to Litan?"

Hearing these three words, Duan Zhaoying frowned, and asked in doubt: "How can my brother's matter have something to do with this place?"

Return to Litan?

Yun Zhuo was also shocked when he heard the words. A regretful incident seven years ago came to his mind, and just now most of the ridicule was gone, and he was silent for a while and sighed.

After a while, he said with a complicated expression: "That's really not a good place, brother Lin."