The villain is always fake and cold [Comprehensive Mythology]

Right now, besides the three of them, Li Jing and his wife, and Fuyu, the monster doesn't know what to do, and it is a kind of good luck to use so many people to take him in.

When the three of them said this, Nezha asked him: "Madam Suzhi said that she will leave in three days, does the messenger know?"

Cang Xiao said: "Someone came here just now, I already know about it, you should be prepared, bring everything you want to bring in advance."

Nezha leaned back on the chair, raised one leg, and said, "It's nothing more than a weapon, and there's no need to prepare anything else."

Cang Xiao knew that he had always been like this, so he just smiled a little and didn't say anything else.

Nezha looked down at him, and suddenly found a sympathetic knot between Cang Xiaosu's white clothes, although it was not big, it was very eye-catching in his eyes.

Suddenly remembering that Cang Xiao went out today to visit an old friend, he couldn't help feeling a little bored.

He sat up straight and asked Cang Xiao, "Who did the envoy visit today?"

Cang Xiao paused for a moment, then said: "It's just an old friend I've met a few times, I'm here to visit Chaoge, and I just said a few words."

"Is that so?" Although Nezha lived outside since he was a child, he also knew that the concentric knot was not an ordinary thing, what kind of old friend could give such a thing.

He looked at Cang Xiao, but didn't ask any further questions. After thinking about it, he had visited several times because of his old friend. Whether he will see him or not in the future has to be discussed.

Three days later, outside Chaoge King City.

Several horses carried the soldiers who were about to go to Guifang Kingdom.

Cang Xiao changed into normal clothes and rode on Feiyun Horse.Hair tied with a silver crown, hunting in brocade clothes, has a special style in the morning light.

Nezha looked around in the crowd but couldn't find any trace of the carriage, so he found a comfortable place to lean against on the grain cart.

Mrs. Suzhi met Cang Xiao, and the group set off from here.

Li Jing walked in the front with his people, and Mrs. Suzhi and Cang Xiao rode their horses together.The road was long, and the two took this opportunity to talk a lot.

"That day in Kuifang, there was a white-faced scholar who was in charge of everything in the workshop. The master and I also went there in disguise, but it seemed that we couldn't escape his eyes. We also thought about using force, but we still couldn't match one of his treasures. "

"Treasure." Cang Xiao looked at Mrs. Suzhi and said, "According to Mrs., how is that man's skill?"

Mrs. Suzhi said: "But I never knew that you can't get close to you even if you turn back. With a folding fan in the man's hand, you can call out thousands of strands of silver thread, which binds people's hands and feet, making them unable to move."

"So..." Cang Xiao looked at the road ahead for a while, then said, "Knives, guns and sticks are fine, such things are the most annoying."

"Who says it's not." Mrs. Suzhi sighed.

The two of them were talking, when their eyes suddenly darkened, the sound of thunder hit their ears, and the bean-sized raindrops fell down.

A group of people hurriedly speeded up their pace, and finally the heavy rain blocked the way, so they could only take shelter from the rain temporarily in the ruined temple.But it is the Dragon King Temple, a huge place with a familiar dilapidated scene.

The plaque could no longer tell where the Dragon King was, Cang Xiao looked at the statue and bowed slightly.

Nezha leaned against the door frame and watched the heavy rain quietly.

"The temples here are so dilapidated, it seems to be disrespectful to the gods."

"Who knows the mind of the gods?"

Several young soldiers were speaking under the eaves.

Mrs. Suzhi saw that Nezha was alone, so she brought some dry food for him.

"No need." Nezha waved his hand and turned to go to Cang Xiao's side.

Mrs. Suzhi was taken aback for a moment, and only gave the thing to Yang Jian who was standing beside her.

Cang Xiao saw it in his eyes, saw Nezha coming, and hurriedly said: "Madam Suzhi has good intentions, why don't you appreciate it?"

Nezha said: "If you don't have merit, you will not be rewarded, and Nezha will not be favored by others."

"You..." Nezha didn't know how to make Mrs. Suzhi sad, Cang Xiao straightened his clothes for him, and asked him, "There are several good horses in this army, why did you end up on that grain cart instead. "

Nezha frowned when he heard that, and said, "I don't know how to ride a horse, and the only thing I can ride on is this grain cart."

"Can't ride a horse?" Cang Xiao looked at him and said, "March and fight, go out, how can you do it if you don't know how to ride a horse."

Nezha said: "When the sky clears, why don't the messengers teach me?"

"Ask Yang Jian to teach you."

Cang Xiao left the words, turned around and went behind the statue.At present, Nezha's words, he doesn't know how trustworthy they are. One day he says he can't ride a horse, and if he crosses the river tomorrow, he will say he can't row a boat.

Some fine sand fell from the top of his head, Cang Xiao raised his hand, the sand landed on his hand and then leaked from his fingers.

"What is the messenger thinking?" Yang Jian poked his head out from the statue.

Cang Xiao said: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about Mrs. Suzhi."

"Madame Suzhi?" Yang Jian glanced behind him, approached, and said, "Madam Suzhi and General Li are the cause of what happened a few years ago, and it won't be solved for a while, so the envoy doesn't have to worry too much. "

"That's the reason." Cang Xiao looked at him and sighed, "But I always think about it when I'm free."

Yang Jian smiled and said: "The messenger should let nature take its course instead of thinking about Nezha. Many things are planned in advance, and it is unavoidable. If you really think about it, think about yourself. People always have to plan for themselves."

"Think for yourself..."

Yang Jian's words are also good. Over the years, he has always worried about Nezha. If Nezha assists Da Zhou to leave his side in the future, he will find a place to practice well and don't care about any monsters.

Cang Xiao said: "It's easy if you want to be yourself. I just hope to find a good place to sleep and eat when I feel like it. This can be regarded as letting nature take its course, and Taoism is unified."

Yang Jian said with a smile, "Maybe we can find someone with the same heart to accompany us day and night."

"There's no need for Zhao Mu, I'm the only one who is still quiet."

Cang Xiao's words are also true, there are so many people in the world, there are few like-minded people, and even fewer like-minded people, he doesn't have the intention to find them anymore.

It's better to go back to the mountains and forests and go carefree.

After the two finished talking, Cang Xiao took the broom that was only half left from under the statue, and swept away the cobwebs all around.

When the sky is completely dark, the heavy rain is still uninterrupted, as if it is against people.

Nezha was leaning against the door to enjoy the rain, and saw a figure coming in the rain from a distance.

"who?"

People never stopped, just walked quickly into the temple to take off the bamboo hat.

"You are……"

The man threw the bamboo hat aside and said: "Little brother, I am a passing cultivator. It is raining heavily tonight and I want to take shelter here."

"Take shelter from the rain?" Nezha sized him up, but didn't speak.

It was really suspicious that this person came here in the middle of the night in the rain.

Cang Xiao was discussing with Li Jing on the porch of the backyard, and they came together when they heard the voice.

But he was really surprised by this person, this Fu Yujun really did what he said, and now he is here.

"this……"

Li Jing asked him, "I don't know where this gentleman came from and where is he going?"

Fuyu cupped his hands and said, "I'm a monk by the East China Sea, and I'm going to Guifang Kingdom."

There is a sense of righteousness in this person's eyebrows, and it is difficult to doubt what he said.

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Cang Xiao: oh well