Master does not ride a dragon

Shushan, the top of Danqing cliff, looking up to the cave.

After Lu Ju, the guardian of the mountain, came back, it was the first time for the head and Chi Shuhuan to visit this place.

Yang Qi Dongyuan was full of demonic energy, the head of the cave and Lu Ju didn't respond, but Chi Shuhuan pinched his veins.

Lu Ju glanced at him, but there was no meaning in that glance, but Chi Shuhuan felt guilty, "What do you look at, I am an alchemist, so I don't have the magic power of yours. Isn't it master?"

The master shook his head, signaling him to keep quiet.

The three of them walked into the depths of the cave, and all fell silent for a while.

Over the past year, the barrier has been loosened from time to time, as evidenced by the few swaying evil fire demons that escaped.

The headmaster sighed, "That day when humans and demons fought against Mount Shu, the disciples from all peaks lost countless lives, and even the elders were gone. Although 17 years have passed, the vitality of Mount Shu has far from recovered. You must know that the demon suppressor There is only one holy object and the body of the gods. If the barrier really breaks one day, there will be no body with the gods..."

Lu Ju understood the meaning and replied: "When that day comes, the disciple will find his own way."

Chi Shuhuan said: "What are you talking about? No matter how powerful your mana is, you are no more than a mortal—"

Lu Ju said: "Clear Qi and Qing Qi are born together, and Demonic Qi is restrained by Demonic Qi."

The leader was surprised, "You mean—"

Lu Ju stared at the darkness in the cave, and nodded slightly, "After I die, there is no need to guard this cave."

Sikong Hu had injuries on his hands in the past few days, although it was not serious, but relying on this little injury, he managed to make the best of it.

The master probably felt a little guilty of "not taking good care of the child". Not only did he stop feeding him the elixir, but he even wore an apron and cooked for a few days himself.

While stewing soybeans and pig's feet, the master nagged: "Don't lose your temper, you have to take a bath if you hurt your hand, master can help you."

Thinking of the scene of "Master helping me take a bath", Sikong Hu immediately blushed and swallowed the bun in his hand, "Don't wash!"

But after all, this kind of life is still very good.

The master moves slowly, and it takes one or two hours to cook a meal. Sikong Hu held up his hands wrapped in rice dumplings to watch the heroic appearance of chickens flying eggs.

When he watched his master work when he was a child, he always felt that his master knew everything, but looking at it now, he can hardly do anything.I beat the eggs into my hands, but the soybeans were not soaked thoroughly. After a while, three bowls were broken.

The master turned his head angrily, "Don't laugh."

Sikong Hu said: "I didn't laugh."

The master took a closer look, and it turned out that Sikong Hu didn't laugh, it was because he subconsciously felt that Sikong Hu was laughing at him again, and immediately found it even more funny, so he shook his head, picked up the broken porcelain pieces and threw them away.

Sikong Hu really didn't want to laugh at all.He watched the master's white and slender fingers picking up the celadon piece, and thought to himself that the master still hadn't talked to him about the "later".

Master often said "wait until you grow up", but never said how old you are to be considered a grown-up.

This is also normal. The things hidden in Master's heart are higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. If there are too many things, it is easy to forget some details.

He would rather master drag it like this, but it's better to drag it on Baitouya, not Danqingya.Although the scenery of Danqing Cliff is beautiful, it is like a cage, extremely cramped, Master is used to it, but Sikong Hu is very troubled.

——With so many people and so many swords, just watching generations of elders waiting to die on this mountain, is it human?Everyone can only say when they open their mouths, do it yourself! ?

Especially when he thinks that his master has to stay here forever, and he will always hang around, never being able to solve the big problem of looking up to Dongyuan, Sikong Hu feels that there is no way to stay in Shushan, and he feels that he should go to the world to experience After a while, a great cause can be achieved, so I can come back to help the master smash this hole.

On the autumnal equinox, yin and yang alternate, and there are many evil spirits in the world. Therefore, Shushan often sends many disciples to the world during these two months to kill demons and demons, and help the righteous way.

The little disciples love the excitement the most, and they often follow them down the mountain in a swarm.For example, Atai and Qiuqiu, who have been down the mountain for more than ten days, often send letters back, asking Yufei to help them bring money and clothes when they go, and it is best to bring Sikonghu and Sikonghu steamed radish stuffed buns. The original words are, "If you don't bring Sikong Hu, don't come, break the friendship!"

Yu Fei asked Sikong Hu, "Sikong, if you don't go, don't you want to be a hero?"

At that time Sikong Hu said: "Master is here, what kind of hero am I?"

But thinking about it now, that's not the case.

Only when the master is here, he can become a hero even more.

How can a young disciple who cooks all day can get his master out of trouble, and how can he be worthy of his master?

Sikong Hu lowered his head and peeled the peanuts for a while, then said, "Master, in a few days it will be the autumnal equinox."

Lu Ju's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Sikong Hu.

The young man was not considered weak, he was taller than his peers, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and narrow waist, which showed that he would be heroic in the future.But after all, she is young, so she peels peanuts with one hand at the first glance, and she is still described as delicate and innocent, with her lips pouting slightly, which is not reconciled.

Lu Ju put down the kitchen knife, sighed, thinking that after all, he was a young man, and he was always covering his heart, which was not good.Otherwise, after purging the demonic energy and returning to the mortal world, he would live in isolation, which would be even worse.

Lu Ju said, "Do you want to go down the mountain?"

Sikong Hu didn't look up, and squeezed open another peanut shell, "Yufei is leaving tomorrow, I want to go to the world with him to see."

Lu Ju wiped his hands and squatted down in front of him, "The world is actually nothing more than a fireworks house. You have seen the appearance of Qianqiu Town."

Sikong Hu picked out a round peanut and put it in Master's palm, and said in a low voice, "Master, why don't you want me to go?"

Lu Ju handed the peanut back to him and said, "Of course I'm worried."

Sikong Hu was about to raise his head, only to hear the master continue: "I know you are smart, I must have noticed that you are different from other disciples."

Sikong Hu hurriedly lowered his head again, thought for a while, and nodded again, "Master, the fire of the evil fire demon can't burn me, and...my zhenqi is not clean. I have noticed it, and I am very careful when using it."

Lu Ju nodded, and said softly, "Here you are," he stretched out two fingers and pinched the blood vessels on the side of Sikong Hu's neck, "There is some devilish energy. You are born with it."

"Cultivating the soul is actually used to suppress the evil energy. I never told you that it was because I was afraid that you would be afraid. But since you already know, the master will tell you. You were born unlucky, and the aftermath of some things will affect you Therefore, the soul is inherently unstable. Master is already thinking of other methods. One day, Master will wash away your evil spirit and make you clean. At that time, the sky will be as high as the sea Thousands of miles in the world, let you go—”

Sikong Hu suddenly said: "I don't want it."

Lu Ju was taken aback, "What don't you want?"

Sikong Hu raised his head, his pupils were extremely black and bright, mixed with a few traces of arrogance and paranoia, "I don't want to wash it off, I don't want to clean it!"

According to what the master said, it turned out that he was accepted as a disciple because of this bit of evil energy, and it was for the day when the evil energy was washed away.

Until then, the master-student relationship will be exhausted.

That's why he didn't want it.

He has said many times, "I will be where the master is", but why does the master ignore it?

Sikong Hu was so anxious that the circles of his eyes were red, and his black eyes were fixed on Lu Ju without moving away.

But Lu Ju was careless, smiled slightly, and nodded casually between his eyebrows, "Don't want anything. What kind of weird storybook did Si Ge show you? It's wrong to be a hero, and you have to be a demon king."

Sikong Hu bit his lips and touched the center of the eyebrows that Master had touched, and suddenly he frowned, "Master, I understand. The demonic energy interacts with each other. If my demonic energy is detected by the demon, if it is weaker than it, it will be swallowed up." ;If it is stronger than it, it can only be stronger. Right?"

Lu acquiesced.

Sikong Hu leaned back on the haystack, raised his legs, spit out the peanut skin, and said, "What does that matter. Master, if you touch my veins, can you feel the magic energy?"

Lu Ju really stretched out his hand and shook his head.Sikong Hu has been improving his Taoism recently, making rapid progress, if he really wanted to hide his demonic energy, even he would not be able to find it.

Sikong Hu threw another peanut into his mouth, "That's it. Master, you can't tell if you are so powerful. Is there any monster more powerful than you? I have asked, the most powerful monster is Then what kind of flood dragon, and then there are evil-swinging fire demons and demon venerables. Flood dragons have long since died, and since evil-slaying fire demons are not as good as you, isn't this blinding method of cultivating the soul just looking at the invincible hands in the world?"

It's true to say so, but Lu Ju still frowned.

Sikong Hu ate a few peanuts while throwing them on the ground. Seeing that Lu Ju's expression was loose, he put his arms around his waist, "Master, I want to go down the mountain. Why don't you let me go down the mountain?"

Lu Ju hesitated for a moment, and said, "Going down the mountain, at least three months, at most half a year. But, one month later, it will be your birthday."

Sikong Hu was taken aback for a moment, let go of his hand, and stared blankly at his master.

His birthday is August [-]th, and he spends it with Master every year.

Lu Ju's face is very calm, as calm as a day for 17 years.

But Sikong Hu suddenly thought of it - I heard from Yufei that August [-]th was the anniversary of Meng Qingtong's death.

The anniversary of Meng Qingtong's death was so close to his birthday, the master didn't know how it happened.

In the past, his birthday was probably because he was foolishly happy and the master pretended to be happy.

In the future, his birthday must be because he is unhappy, but the master still pretends to be happy.

Thinking of his master pretending nothing happened, peeling grape skins and picking grapefruit seeds for him, Sikong Hu felt agitated.Master can treat him as a child, but he is already seventeen.

It is not right for Master to suppress his sadness and only laugh.

Sikong Hu felt sour in his heart, and finally gave up his heart, hugged Lu Ju's narrow waist again, rubbed his face against his waist, and said, "I want to go down the mountain! Qiuqiu Atai and the others They have all gone, and Yu Fei is going too, when they come back, they will be the most country bumpkins in me, who only know how to cook all day—"

Before the words finished, Lu Ju bent his fingers, and a thump fell on his forehead, "Who said you can only cook?"

Sikong Hu was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Lu Ju's face was cold, slightly angry, with supreme majesty, "You are so young, smart, handsome, and likable... Who said you can only cook? Who said?"

Sikong Hu pointed to the sky, "Everyone says that..."

Lu Ju raised his arm, lifted his leg and walked out.

Sikong Hu said: "What are you doing, master? It's okay, I know I'm capable. I'm not angry at all when others say something, so why are you going, master?"

Lu Ju didn't turn his head back, "I'll pack your luggage for you, and take all the magic weapons with you, and you will go down the mountain tomorrow!"

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