[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

(7)

"Seal?" Song Xiuran stopped for a while before turning the corner, scratched the back of his head and looked blankly at Jiang Yuhan.

Wan Hua, who was standing by the side, frowned, pulled Mu Chenfeng over to face her, and asked, "Chenfeng, do you mean that you didn't realize it when you entered samadhi?"

"Yes." Mu Chenfeng replied lightly.

"Oh! Brother Mu, are you saying that Lingxuzi's seal on your forehead is gone?! This... this is terrible!" Song Xiuran finally understood, and sweated as soon as he slapped his forehead, "The situation in Luoyang is alarmed!" Many people, the imperial court ordered to deal with the spirit-gathering ball in the Tang Dynasty, Lingxuzi should not be in Chunyang Palace at the moment, how can I make up for you? Brother, what do you think now?"

"It's nothing serious, I was just bewitched by Li Hun." Mu Chenfeng was stared at by Jiang Yuhan, so he had to confess, "I seem to have seen Master, and I was just confused for a while."

Jiang Yuhan paused, looked at his plain and direct eyes, and unconsciously let go of his hand, and said with concern: "I didn't see clearly what you saw, call me next time."

"Next time? It's going to be bad next time!" Song Xiuran suddenly grabbed the white, and was in a hurry. After all, he didn't dare to touch Mu Chenfeng like Jiang Yuhan, so he could only stare at him eagerly, put away his sword and paced back and forth , thinking hard, finally took out a pendant from the skirt of his clothes, tore off the lanyard with all his strength, and handed it to him, "Senior brother, I will lend you my pendant first, and you must put it close to your body until the master returns to the sect." , I will invite you again."

"You please? Do you dare to go back?" Jiang Yuhan snatched it first, looked carefully at the wooden sign-shaped object in his hand, and weighed the slightly heavy weight, and asked suspiciously, "Is this thing effective? Wouldn't it be a bluff?"

"Hey, this is the best cinnabar card with a thousand-year-old tortoise shell engraved gossip piece embedded in it. It is also lit with silver eagle claws and surrounded by peach wood branches. There is nothing in this world that can ward off evil spirits. Wearing it will not only hit ghosts, but even nightmares I don’t know how to do it.” Song Xiuran wanted to snatch it, but because Wanhua was much taller than him, he deliberately held it up and refused to give it back. He couldn’t snatch it back, so he stamped his feet angrily, “Don’t do it. Broken! Pay me back!"

"Junior Brother Song lost this thing, is there a serious problem?" Mu Chenfeng didn't intervene, but asked first.

Song Xiuran turned his head, and said proudly: "How can I be in serious trouble? The ghosts saw me, and it was too late to hide. I keep this brand, and I keep it. Brother Mu, you are about to wear it, let those brothers who bully people know, but Not good."

"Who bullied him?" Jiang Yuhan's wrist sank, and Song Xiuran snatched the wooden sign.

"Isn't he a big guy from Lingxuzi's sect who can't draw those talismans well? In the past, Senior Brother Mu was so talented, and he was recommended to be a disciple of Lingxu's sect. They were angry. They were the ones who acted first. Who would have thought that the villain would sue first, and take revenge. If it wasn't for the master's pleading and Lingxuzi's seal, the senior brother wouldn't be able to return to the sect to practice Taoism Now that the senior brother is so powerful, they all have a good attitude. If I were a senior brother, I would not bother to go back to the teacher's school." Song Xiuran got angry when he thought of this, and said everything in one go, and carefully handed the sign to Mu Chenfeng, "Senior brother My master is an excellent person, but my brother doesn’t have to be eager to think about it, because if you are eager, the yin and yang will reverse, allowing the sprites over there to take advantage of it.”

Mu Chenfeng's brows were indifferent, and he didn't seem to care when he talked about the past. He took the cards with both hands, nodded slightly, and thanked: "Master was not old when he passed away, so I should be vigilant. I accept your kindness, Junior Brother." down."

Song Xiuran was embarrassed to thank him, and couldn't help but smile: "Senior brother Mu has helped me practice in the bamboo house for the past few years, and I am worried that I have nothing to repay you. This is just a trivial matter, brother, don't worry about it."

The two exchanged a few words of politeness, and Jiang Yuhan couldn't help but sighed: "Chenfeng never mentioned it to me."

Song Xiuran turned around and glanced, Jiang Yuhan was still standing where he was, holding the card, and immediately teased: "Jiang Yuhan, there are things you don't know after all this time? You are not qualified enough for this relationship." As he spoke, he bumped him with his elbow.

Jiang Yuhan stood up slightly and answered with a smile, but Song Xiuran, who was joking, was puzzled and wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

Mu Chenfeng felt a little depressed from his unusual quietness, and couldn't help but look at his gloomy eyebrows twice, and said: "It's just the past, it's not very important."

Jiang Yuhan blinked, unexpectedly did not answer the Taoist leader's words, but snorted at Song Xiuran: "If Chenfeng has this kind of trouble again in the future, I will only ask you."

Song Xiuran was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "How can you? You've been fooling me all these years? Jiang Yuhan, let me tell you, I just went to the realm of the five poisons not long ago, and the corpses in the realm of rebirth there are very powerful. , is a hundred times stronger than the soul gathered by the pagoda tree just now, why don't you just let me clean it up?"

"Locust tree?" Jiang Yuhan raised his eyebrows, and then he began to look at the big tree that had lost all its leaves.

"The locust tree is yin, and it is easy to trap the soul. This tree is strange in this forest. You can tell what's going on at a glance." Song Xiuran held his head up, looking confident.

Jiang Yuhan looked him up and down, and suddenly found that he had changed into a dark blue robe from head to toe, with his hair tied up and wearing a crown, and he looked good when he stood there, so he said strangely: "So, you went there not long ago Five poisons? Are you willing to come back? Come to Bailongkou to hunt for treasure?"

"Senior brother Mu is on an errand, and you're not here. I'm moldy in the bamboo house. It's not a big mess in Luoyang's gathering spirit ball. I'll take the opportunity to go out for a walk." Song Xiuran asked him too much, so he had to say slowly, "Me too. Only a few days after I came back, who would have thought that someone would dare to put a spirit gathering ball in this area, so I came here along the way, but I didn’t know that they were all small things, not good enough, but I ran into danger with my senior brother. Hey, yes, here is far away. My bamboo hut is very close, you can just turn over to it, Senior Brother Mu, do you want to go and have a rest?"

Mu Chenfeng looked at the sky, and immediately nodded: "Go."

"You know how to ask your senior brother." Jiang Yuhan pointed at himself, but Song Xiuran rolled his eyes and said displeasedly, "You can deal with the power of yin and yang. Let's see if you are afraid."

Song Xiuran's whole body trembled, and his teeth chattered directly: "Mu... Mu what? I, I am neutral, so I am not afraid... You are talking nonsense, where is the Demon Lord?"

"No nonsense, Chen Feng and I came here on a mission, and it took a lot of effort to repel him. My pen was broken back, and Chen Feng gave me this so I can make another one." Jiang Yuhan said It was too exaggerated, and finally he took out the tip of the tail from his waist to show him.

"You just brag, who doesn't know that Cao Yu doesn't allow you to meddle, so why don't you just come to my senior brother with shamelessness? If it's really the demon king, can you still stand here? Wow... Huang Pizi's tail was also cut off, how dare you come here?" It's really big." Song Xiuran stared at the object in his hand, and swallowed in fear.

"You brother Mu chopped it."

"I do not believe."

"Believe it or not."

"Senior brother, is what he said true? Hey... Senior brother..."

Song Xiuran looked around, Mu Chenfeng had already passed the two of them and walked to the front, and stopped at the end of the road, dressed in white and lonely, just waiting with his back turned away.

Jiang Yuhan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and hit Song Xiuran on the head, flung his sleeves and immediately followed.

Song Xiuran's bamboo house was cleverly built under the vines on the cliff, not far from the land boundary, and also close to the rapids dock, and it can be easily reached after climbing a few times.In addition, Song Xiuran cleared the obstacles long ago, and there was no more spirit-gathering ball along the way.The mist that came and went when it was said to come and retreated when it was said before did not make trouble anymore, causing Song Xiuran to beat to death the Demon Lord and Corpse Man who didn't believe what Jiang Yuhan said.

It was almost evening when the three of them settled down. The bamboo house was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and its appearance had not changed. As soon as the door was opened, there were green and cozy bamboo tables and chairs. Song Xiuran’s random scattered small objects could be seen everywhere, such as peach branch wooden swords, rune candles, and so on. It has been forgotten for a long time and is covered with a thin layer of dust. It is an indescribable sense of comfort to look at it.

Song Xiuran asked Mu Chenfeng about the battle at Wolongpo, he couldn't help sighing, he made a fuss about the meal, and after the meal, he used chess pieces to fiddle with the formation, saying that he would help out in the future.

Jiang Yuhan went over to look, and arranged a few rows on the empty space on the chessboard to invite him to fight.

Song Xiuran couldn't win, Jiang Yuhan said, this is the Shu Wei chess that all three-year-old children in Wanhua Valley can play, if they can't win, they can only get beaten.

Song Xiuran was so angry that he took off his crown, and swung his sword to compete with Jiang Yuhan. Unexpectedly, the latter had already used the Taiyin rush, which made Song Xiuran run across the yard screaming like a gust of wind, and brought the old leaves all over the place. null.

Mu Chenfeng sat upright in meditation under the corridor, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, calmed his thoughts, and turned a deaf ear to the noisy discussion between the two.

The bamboo house was noisy for a long time, and when it returned to silence, it was already a crescent moon in the sky, as if the gunpowder smoke experienced by Bailongkou was just a phantom in the spring water.

After all, Song Xiuran was young, he ran all over the mountain for a day without realizing it, when he calmed down he yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes several times on the porch, and finally had to go back to sleep.

Jiang Yuhan sat down beside Mu Chenfeng, looked at his peaceful face for a while, and took a piece of red leaf dotted with embroidered patterns from the sleeve of his Taoist robe. Back to Torrent Dock?"

"It's okay." Mu Chenfeng replied with his eyes closed, paused, and then said, "I can adjust my breath when my energy is exhausted."

"Then I'll accompany you." Jiang Yuhan said quickly, watching Mu Chenfeng hesitate to speak, then fell silent, hooked the corners of his mouth as if to succeed, swept his long fingers, and lightly touched him with his fingertips On the soft and cool lips, and then quickly slid away.

Mu Chenfeng really trembled, and Jiang Yuhan smiled even more. He couldn't help laughing at the pale and cold pupils of the Taoist priest who opened instantly: "It's okay to not ask about cause and effect, and it's okay if you don't try to be brave, Taoist priest Mu." .”

Before Mu Chenfeng could move in time, thousands of flowers in the black robe had already soared into the sky, and the red earrings drew a beautiful arc of light, and the figure landed on the roof beside the bamboo house in a flash.

After a while, a long, long flute sounded like a whisper. , the tune seems to be the tune of Chang'an, and the dance in front of Hu Yulou is vaguely inspiring, bit by bit, the sound of the flute is low and melodious, and it is played alone in the clear night, which makes it a little colder.

Jiang Yuhan just likes to say a few nonsense jokes, but Mu Chenfeng sounds convincing.

Thinking every day and dreaming at night, he kept in mind Master's instructions, and then carefully meditated all the time, as calm as still water, as cold as ice, and he also cultivated the habit of worrying about everything in detail, not to overdo it In-depth habit.It is precisely because of this that he has lingering fears about Cangshan's impulsiveness, and he reveals his thoughts in front of the sprites.

Mu Chenfeng still sat still, but he didn't close his eyes again. Instead, he used the thin light of the crescent moon and the stars to see the tall figure on the house, the man in the robe like ink, blowing a long hair in the breeze that was not yet cold. hair, holding the flute leisurely.

Wolong fought for two days and three nights, and he had to be tense all the time. If he hadn't slept in the cabin for a while, he might have been in a dangerous situation when he encountered the locust tree.

The sound of the flute remained the same, Mu Chenfeng sighed softly, almost inaudibly, his heart was not stable, maybe it was because of this Wanhua.

There must be a demon when things happen suddenly, Zi Chenjian bid farewell to the Haoqi League, and brought back the villain Wanhua who had a relationship, let alone aroused a wave of Haoqi, he himself believed in this sudden childhood playmate more than anyone else .

More than ten years have passed since he was still under Lingxu's sect, even if this Jiang Yuhan is the same Jiang Yuhan from before, it's hard to say that he has no purpose at all.

Mu Chenfeng knew this, not only wanted to see what he was going to do, but also had his own considerations:

The master once told him to meditate because he would hurt his relatives. The solution to this fate is the result itself—no solution.Several years after his master passed away, he thought that his spiritual sense had been sealed and he was far away from fate, but who knew that fate would turn around and teach him to meet Jiang Yuhan again.

Apart from this Wanhua, probably no one in the world will ever mention the word "connectedness" to complete the identity of a "closest relative and dearest".

Coincidence or conspiracy, Mu Chenfeng didn't know his purpose, and he didn't dare to guess the future. Although he brought him back and allowed him to be by his side, he turned a blind eye to his greetings and smiles. For the former, it's easy to get together and get away; if it's the latter, it's his own fault, that's all.

Ignoring it and being able to see it all the time is probably the safest way. Cao Yu acquiesced to this, but he had to investigate carefully.

He found out that he was not good at studying in Wanhua Valley, from Xingyi to Fangzhu, and finally to Xinglin, but he had achieved nothing; after the war, he entered the Valley of the Evil with a piece of paper, and his performance was mediocre for several years. join.

Cao Yu ordered the spies of the Haoqi League to investigate for several months, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He dropped the thin and pitifully small information and asserted that this person is a bastard at all.

Therefore, for several months, Jiang Yuhan was unable to switch camps. With the name of being associated with Mu Chenfeng, he was scolded and criticized by those who respect Zichen swordsman and Haoqi allies every day. In the camp, it was difficult to take off the red-trimmed villain's robe, even to poke a miscellaneous soldier.

It's just that Jiang Yuhan was never sad, he always had that harmless smiling face wherever he went, his medical skills were inexperienced to comfort him, and he was occasionally glib, even Mu Chenfeng didn't feel bored after listening to it for a long time.

Coincidentally, the evil man's valley was catching the inner ghost and the generals were empty, but the Haoqi League took advantage of the trend, suppressing the evil man and even fighting for several months with great victories.

On the other hand, this Jiang Yuhan not only has no accomplishments, but also hangs out with Song Xiuran who sneered at him at the beginning. When they are free, the two go to the villages together to treat illnesses or catch ghosts, making a lot of noise in the villages of Qutang Gorge Thanks to his incongruous, elegant and beautiful face, he was not so disgusted by the villagers that he was not allowed to go again.

Everything was indeed something that Jiang Yuhan, who had been talking to him all day long, could do. Mu Chenfeng held the snacks he got every now and then, and was helpless, so he had no choice but to urge Cao Yu to finish the matter of his change of camp. , and then find a peaceful place to settle him down, and let it go.

Cao Yu quickly finished the former, but before he could do the latter, the Battle of Cangshan started on the spot.

The author has something to say: transitional chapter + memory begins, next chapter Cangshan

Daoist Chang's fate is really bad, but luck or misfortune is another story, once the conflicts and entanglements start, there is no need to stop it if you can't stop it

ps: Chang'an City Pendant Phoenix Wing Yunxiao's song is very nice