Your Majesty, he is as beautiful as a flower

Looking back, the stone slab showed words inexplicably, it must be something else happened at that time, and now only Ye Zhenyan knows, he thought for a moment, "Master Ye, I have a heartfelt request."

"Tell me." Ye Zhenyan said.

Rong Hui cupped his hands, "I would like to ask Master Ye to go to Xianlong Mountain with us."

When it came to returning to Xianlong Mountain, Ye Zhenyan was silent. He had been away for 11 years. In these years, he traveled abroad for several years. After seeing the world of mortals, he became a monk. For him, Xianlong Mountain is a part of the past.

Now that it has been put down, why pick it up again.

Ye Zhenyan said: "I will not go to Xianlong Mountain. If you have any questions, just ask. I will tell you everything I know."

The refusal in his words was obvious, Rong Hui didn't want to embarrass him, but he was afraid that even if they found that stone slab, they wouldn't be able to see anything.

Ye Tianheng tried to persuade, "Father, you have been away from Xianlong Mountain for so many years, don't you want to go back and see Grandpa?"

Ye Zhenyan said: "I am the last person he wants to see, and he will definitely not be happy to see me."

"How could it be?" Ye Tianheng said: "Actually, after you left, Grandpa missed you very much, but he didn't say it."

Ye Zhenyan didn't believe it, "He didn't recognize me as a son long ago."

At the beginning Ye Zhushan was furious and threatened to sever the father-son relationship with him. Only then did he realize that in the eyes of his father, as a son, he was no match for the fairy dragon he believed in.

"No, Dad, if Grandpa didn't recognize you, he wouldn't have kept your dormitory forever. All these years, he went in and cleaned it by himself. He must think that one day, you will still go back. "

Hearing this, Ye Zhenyan's eyes were red, and the knuckles holding the Buddhist beads turned white.

Rong replied: "Master Ye, father and son are always blood relatives, and they can't stop if they want to."

Ye Zhenyan took a deep breath and said: "But what if I go back? I have told you all what I should say."

Rong returned to salute with one palm, "The reason why I hope you can go to Xianlong Mountain with us is that firstly, I hope you can help us find the stones from that year and solve the doubts about Xianlong Mountain. Secondly, I also hope that you and Uncle Ye The son can clear up the suspicion."

Ye Zhenyan lowered his head, lost in thought.After becoming a monk, he wholeheartedly converted to Buddhism and never thought about returning to his hometown one day, but when someone mentioned it, he hesitated again.

After all, they are blood relatives, and they will be cut off for a lifetime.

Ye Tianheng stepped forward and stood beside Ye Zhenyan, "Father, come back with us, grandpa is old, and after the demons made trouble last time, his body and bones are not as good as before, don't you want to go back and see him?" him?"

After a long time, Ye Zhenyan finally let go, "Okay, I'll walk with you."

-

Since all the monsters in Xianlong Mountain were cleaned up, Xianlong Town has gradually returned to its former bustle, and the people who had moved away moved back again.

At this moment in the teahouse, several people gathered together, drinking tea and talking.

"I heard that it was the disciples of Linxiantai who subdued the monsters in Xianlong Mountain. The monsters are all thousand-year-old monsters. They fought head-to-head in the mountain for two days and one night."

"Linxiantai really deserves to be a master of Xianmen. I plan to send my son to study for a few years. If there are monsters in the future, we will be able to beat them away."

"If it wasn't for getting old, I would also like to go to Linxiantai to learn from a teacher."

Rong Hui and the others were at the next table, listening to them praise Linxiantai, he also felt a little proud.

Qi Yan who was sitting on Ronghui's lap was playing with a bamboo bird, he raised his face, "Daddy, is Linxiantai your home?"

Rong responded, "Yeah."

"I also want to visit Dad's house."

Rong replied: "Okay, I will take you there next time."

Ye Tianheng who was sitting opposite looked at him and asked, "Young Master Rong, what should we do next?"

Rong Hui looked at the sky outside, it was past the end of the day, even if they set off to enter the mountain immediately, it would be dark after entering, and they couldn't do anything, "I think it's better to rest in the town for one night, and enter the mountain early tomorrow morning."

Ye Tianheng nodded, "Okay."

Rong Hui's eyes fell on Ye Zhenyan, "What do you think, Master Ye?"

Ye Zhenyan has not spoken since he entered Xianlong Town. He has been away from this place for more than ten years, and he has all kinds of feelings and emotions in his heart. "Young master can arrange the itinerary, but I have a ask."

Rong replied: "Master Ye, please tell me."

"We can't let... the mountain guards know about our investigation into the mountain."

Ye Tianheng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that his father called his relatives "mountain guards".

Rong Hui also understood, after all, he broke up with Ye Zhushan and his son because of this matter, and they didn't intend to tell Ye Zhushan about this matter, unless they found strong evidence to convince Ye Zhushan, otherwise Ye Zhushan would be theirs to investigate this matter stumbling block.

"Okay, we will be careful when we enter the mountain tomorrow."

Ye Tianheng suggested: "Young Master Rong, I think it's better for us to go in from the side behind the mountain, so that my grandfather and the others won't notice."

"Alright." Rong replied.

The inn I stayed in last time has reopened. Although the business is not booming, there are still guests coming in and out.

Rong Hui chose that inn on purpose, went in, and the shopkeeper recognized him at a glance, "Oh, my lord, it's you again?"

Rong Hui nodded and said hello, "Shopkeeper, I want three rooms."

"Okay, come on, please come here."

Rong Hui went upstairs with Qi Yan in his arms, the shopkeeper saw him, he was very kind, and started to talk, "Master, is he visiting relatives again when you come to Xianlong Town this time?"

Rong replied, "There are things to do."

"The last time you came here, I didn't greet you very well. This time you stay here, I won't charge money. Just order whatever you want to eat later." Xianlong Town has regained peace, and the shopkeeper can be seen very happy.

Rong replied: "Thank you shopkeeper for your kindness, I appreciate it."

Qi Yan heard the food, and said to the shopkeeper very positively: "I want to eat braised fish."

"Yes, I just fished it out of the river this morning." The shopkeeper looked carefully at the little bun in Rong Hui's arms. This little bun had red lips, white teeth, and eyes like glass beads. Anyone would like it. He replied to Rong: "My lord , this little son of yours is really cute."

Rong Hui returned a faint smile, and did not deny that the young master belonged to him.

After entering the room, Rong Hui put Qi Yan down, and then put the burden on his back on the table.

Yuchen opened the window, and this room was the same as the one he lived in last time. As soon as he opened the window, he could see the towering Xianlong Mountain in the distance.

Rong Hui walked over and looked at Xianlong Mountain in the distance side by side with him. Just after coming all the way, Xianlong Town is no different from an ordinary town. The people here believe that there are no monsters in Xianlong Town. He was faintly worried. "If the demon king is really suppressed at the foot of Xianlong Mountain, many people in Xianlong Town may not dare to live any longer."

Yu Chen said: "It's not something you can control, why worry about it."

"Ah."

Qi Yan saw the two adults looking at something by the window, he was also curious, came to Rong Hui's feet, tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Daddy, I want to watch too."

Rong Hui picked him up, Qi Yan looked out the window and saw Xianlong Mountain, "Daddy, that mountain is so high."

Rong replied: "That is Xianlong Mountain."

"Is there a dragon?"

Rong Hui smiled, "Does Yan'er know about dragons?"

"Well, Master said, the Heavenly Emperor belongs to the Dragon Clan."

Unexpectedly, he also understood this, Rong replied: "Well, the master is right."

Qi Yan tilted his head and asked, "Then tomorrow, are we going to that mountain?"

Rong Hui paused, he didn't intend to take their father and son in, he looked at Yu Chen, "Yu Chen, the mountain road is difficult, why don't you and Yan'er stay at the inn and wait for me tomorrow."

Yuchen squinted at him, "Are you trying to abandon me again?"

"No, I just feel that the mountain road is difficult and the journey is tough. It's best for you and Yan'er to stay in the inn."

Yuchen looked at him, "Even though the mountain road is difficult to walk, you never asked me if I would like to follow you?"

Qi Yan tugged on Rong Hui's lapel and refused to let go, for fear of being left behind, "Daddy, I want to follow you."

Rong Hui looked at the clingy one, one big and one small, feeling a little helpless.

Yu Chen added, "If you feel that our father and son are your burden, that's another matter."

"No, don't get me wrong." Rong Hui held Qi Yan with one hand, and held Yu Chen's wrist with his free hand, "I just don't want you to suffer with me all the time."

"Whether it's bitter or sweet, only I know." Yuchen looked at him, "You want to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and keep the world peaceful. I won't stop it, but you can't stop me from following you."

Rong Hui listened, his heart warmed up, he took his hand and rubbed it lightly, "Okay."

Yuchen held his hand with his backhand, raised his eyebrows slightly and began to settle accounts, "Then you remember, next time you want to get rid of me, I think you should stop thinking about subduing demons and demons, I will just take root." Rope, tie you to Lingxi Palace and see who is cruel."

Rong Hui laughed and said, "I'm not going to compare you to anyone who is cruel."

"Then do you remember what I just said?"

Rong Hui compromised: "Remember, I will take you with me wherever I go in the future."

That's about it.

Yuchen opened the fan in his hand, and the fan was lifted just enough to cover Qi Yan's face, he leaned over and kissed Rong Hui on the lips.

Back to the ears reddish.

"Father, I can't see it anymore." Qi Yan protested.

Yu Chen left Rong Hui's lips, put away his fan, a little disappointed, "There is someone in the way, it's really troublesome."

Rong Hui smiled, "It's your son who gets in the way."

-

After the monsters in Xianlong Mountain were cleaned up, the peace and tranquility of the past was restored.

Rong Hui and his group entered the mountain at dawn, and when they arrived at the foot of the main peak of Xianlong Mountain, it was already three poles high in the sun.

Ye Zhenyan pointed to a place already covered by vines, "If I remember correctly, that stone slab is here."

Rong looked back at this area, and the scope was still a bit wide, "Do you have a specific location?"

"Many years have passed, and this place is not quite the same as before. I can't point out the specific location for a while."

"Does that stone have characteristics?"

"The stone surface is relatively flat, about this wide." Ye Zhenyan gestured with his hand.

"Then look for it." Rong Hui put Qi Yan down and asked him to stand with Yu Chen, "Yan'er, stand with Father, don't run around."

"Uh-huh."

Rong Hui drew out his Xuanbing Sword, and cut through the intertwined vines. Ye Tianheng also drew out his sword, and together with Rong Hui, he pushed aside the vines to look for stones.

Yu Chen watched from the side, in fact, he could easily lift up the vines with a wave of the fan in his hand, but doing so made too much noise, Ye Zhushan and the others would definitely find out.

About half a stick of incense passed, Ye Tianheng said: "Young Master Rong, I found a piece! Dad, come over and see if it's this piece!"

Rong Hui and Ye Zhenyan surrounded it, and sure enough there was a stone that was very flat, as if it had been polished, but it had been covered by vines for a long time, rotted leaves covered layer after layer, and it turned black.

Ye Zhenyan pushed aside the surrounding vines and saw the shape of the entire stone, "Yes, this is it."

Rong Hui pulled a handful of grass from the side and used it as a brush, and swept away the rotten leaves on the slate, then took out the water bag, poured some water to wash away the dust and mud on the slate, and there was nothing on the slate except some blackness.

Ye Zhenyan recalled the situation at that time, "I was sitting on it to rest at the beginning, and suddenly words appeared."

Rong Hui took a closer look at this stone slab. There should be a big rock under the stone slab. Only this small part is exposed. Xianlong Mountain is a stone mountain with less mud and more stones. It is not unusual for such stones to be found on mountains. Why is it just like this Words appear on a stone?

Rong Hui asked: "What else did you do at that time, can you reproduce it?"

Ye Zhenyan slowly recalled, "I probably cut firewood on the mountain and sat here for a while, but I can't remember the details."

"Is there anything different around you?"

"No, as usual."

Yuchen propped his chin with a fan, "Were you injured then?"

Ye Zhenyan was mentioned by Yuchen, and suddenly remembered, "Yes, I was injured, but it was not a serious injury, or I accidentally cut a hole while chopping firewood. I didn't pay attention to it."

Yuchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, "That's right."

Rong Hui looked at Yu Chen, he is a member of the immortal sect, he has practiced spells and psychics since he was a child, and blood is an important medium, "You mean Master Ye's blood led to that line of writing?"

"At the beginning when he saw those few lines of words, there were no outsiders and visions, and then he disappeared for no reason. I guess it was the spiritual consciousness of some spiritual beings. Ordinary people can't see the spiritual consciousness, nor can they hear them. voice, if you use blood as a medium, you can communicate with it.”

It turned out so, Rong Hui stretched out his fingertips and slashed across Xuan Bing's blade, bright red blood droplets from his fingertips came out and dripped on the stone slab, soon, that drop of blood seeped into the slate without leaving any trace .

After a while, a line of words appeared on the slate: Who are you?

Rong Hui replied on the stone slab with his bleeding fingers: I am a disciple of Xiantai, Rong Hui.