Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

The reliable Mu Ji abducted the master into the room, stroked his hair until midnight, and then left the main house contentedly.

Mu Yan walked out slowly, and worried that the ever-burning lamp in the courtyard was too bright and Shen Gu Rong could not sleep well, so he raised his hand casually, and turned off a few lamps before going to the side room.

Xiwu is still living in the side courtyard, and Mu is happy to be relegated. After all, the side room in the main courtyard of Fanjiangju is much closer to the master than the side courtyard. No matter what happens, he can instantly go to Shen Gurong's side.

He turned off the lights as he walked, and when he got to the side room, there was already a haze behind him, and it was as black as ink.

Mu Yan withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

On the jujube tree next to the side room, sapphire suddenly appeared hanging upside down, with claw-like hands, "Aww", and said with a smile, "Are you scared?"

Mu Ban glanced at him: "Childish."

Qingyu jumped down from the tree with a smile and said, "I thought you were going to stay in Shengjun's house today."

Mu rebuked him: "Don't talk nonsense - isn't the Chanwei conference over, why are you still here?"

"The demon clan hasn't left yet." Qingyu said, "I heard that the demon master wants to wait for Sheng Jun to wake up and let him release Xue Manzhuang's deed, so he has to stay for a few more days."

Mu Ji didn't say a word, he pushed open the door and walked into the room, flicked his fingers, a cluster of flames instantly ignited on the table, illuminating the huge room.

Qingyu swayed in with her hands behind her back, and continued to say: "Think about it, these people are here for the divine weapon. Everyone knows the demon lord's wolf ambition, so why would he let him swallow the divine weapon? Naturally, they all found a reason to stay." down."

Mu Zhi paused: "Do you know about the artifact?"

Qingyu smiled and said, "Everyone in the Three Realms knows about this."

Mu Yan lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the chill in his eyes: "That's true."

Qingyu didn't treat herself as an outsider, she sat on the chair carelessly, swayed her legs crossed, suddenly seemed to be chatting casually, and said casually: "Mu Yu, do you think it's good for me to be the demon lord?"

Mu Ji suddenly raised his head.

There was an undisguised smile on Qingyu's face, and the bright lips were curled up, as if he was just joking casually. Seeing Mu Yu looking over, he even blinked lightly, quite casually .

Mu Yan said calmly, "Do you know what nonsense you are talking about?"

"Is this nonsense?" Qingyu was still smiling, "The place where the monster clan is located is Taozhou Daze, which was the home of my fox clan thousands of years ago. It is only natural for me to want to take it back."

Mu Yan said coldly: "Your cultivation is not as good as that of the demon master, and the phoenix is ​​known as the phoenix. You and him will hit the stone with an egg."

Qingyu blinked, and the fox's charm was so charming: "That's why I want you to help me."

Mu Yan was unmoved: "Where did you get the confidence to think that I would help someone who has nothing to do with me?"

Qingyu propped her chin, and looked at Mu Yu lazily. He always smiled, as if he was sincere, but in Mu Yu's eyes, that fox's smile was more of calculations and tricks with the tip of the tongue.

"Irrelevant...?" Qingyu didn't feel hurt either. He dipped his hand into the cold tea in his cup, gently drew a circle on the sandalwood table, and said casually, "Mu Yu, do you think this time's explanation Why is the micro-conference held on Liren Peak?"

Mu Yan's eyes flickered slightly: "Why?"

"Liren Peak once made an agreement with Yaozu that the Holy Monarch must not go down the mountain for a hundred years."

Mu Yan was startled, frowned and said, "Because of the divine weapon?"

"Not only because of the artifact." Qingyu said, "It's also because of...the demon cultivator under the bone mound on Liren Peak."

Mu Yan's pupils shrank, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, his knuckles turned white with such force.

That demon cultivator... was the chief culprit of Shen Fengxue's tragic death in his previous life!

"That demon cultivator has done a lot of evil and has endangered the Three Realms for many years. According to legend, the holy king tracked him down for 50 years before sealing him in the burial tomb, and he will never come out." Qingyu shrugged, "But that demon cultivator has killed countless evils. No penalty can kill him, so how can a mere enchantment circle be able to trap him?"

Mu Ban's thoughts turned quickly, and he said coldly: "You mean, the reason why the burial tomb can suppress that demon cultivator is because my master is in Liren Peak?"

"That's right, your master has even bet his natal sword on the ossuary." Qingyu nodded, "Once he leaves the ossuary for too long, the barrier will become looser. Later, the headmaster of Liren Peak... Oh, the former head teacher, that is, your master ancestor, set up a world spirit monument, and relying on countless spiritual stones to warm up, your master was free."

"Then what does this have to do with the Yaozu's century-old agreement?"

Qingyu glanced at him: "Why are you like Yu Xinghe? You don't even have a brain."

Mu Ban drew his sword directly, and said murderously, "You are the biggest insult to me."

Sapphire: "..."

Qingyu had no choice but to say: "Think about it, that demon cultivator has been suppressed in the ossuary for 30 years. Even if you are rich and powerful in Liren Peak, the spirit stone is not worth the consumption."

The spirit stones under the Jieling Monument are not just the thin layer seen on the surface, but layer after layer below, almost spreading to the bottom of the mountain, and tens of thousands of spirit stones are consumed every day.

Once the supply of spirit stones is lost, the demon cultivator will escape from the bone burial in a short time.

"Lingshi, to put it bluntly, is the spiritual power that can be formed." Qingyu said, "In Taozhou Daze, the most indispensable thing for the monster clan is the spiritual vein."

Mu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to have figured something out: "So the demon master used Daze's spiritual veins to make a deal with Lord Nanyang?"

"That's right, every ten years the demon clan will send a spiritual vein, supplemented by countless spiritual stones, to completely suppress the demon cultivator."

Mu Ji asked again: "Where did the spirit stone come from?"

Qingyu started to stare at him again: "You ask me, I ask who to go to, you have always been so poor in Liren Peak, I still want to know where those spirit stones come from? Do you have a spirit stone mine? for many years."

Mu Ji: "Don't you know everything?"

Qingyu: "Who says I know everything?"

"Then how did you know this?"

"How do you care I know?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Why is this dialogue so weird?

Qingyu probably really wanted to win him over, but in the end she confessed: "After I practiced the enchanting appearance, I awakened the Nine-Tailed Fox's inherited memory, and in addition to traveling all over the years, I collected a lot of information."

Mu Yan frowned and said nothing.

Seeing that he still refused, Qingyu had no choice but to resort to her final trump card: "The demon master doesn't seem to care much about artifacts, but he has made many enemies in the Three Realms over the years. If others get them and use them to deal with him, it must be very difficult."

"So the Demon Lord has always been adhering to the idea of ​​'Although I don't want it, others can't get it', but now that the Holy Monarch has left Liren Peak without authorization, everyone in the Three Realms who knows about this has already secretly wanted to compete for the artifact. The demon master doesn't want to make wedding dresses for others. If I'm not mistaken, next year's ten-year spiritual pulse, the demon master probably won't send it again."

Mu Yan's eyes darkened.

What Qingyu said is not wrong, put yourself in the shoes of a demon, if he is the demon lord, and Li Renfeng broke the agreement first, then he doesn't have to try his best to prevent the artifact from being taken away by others, it is better to break the boundary. The spiritual power supply of the spiritual tablet.

Since Shen Fengxue hated the demon cultivator in the bone grave so much, he might enter the bone grave with his own body to suppress that demon cultivator for the rest of his life.

It's better to keep the artifact in a cage where no one can touch it than to let him move around freely.

"Is it okay?" Qingyu was soft and stubborn, "Is it okay? Is it going to work?"

Mu Yan was so annoyed by him that he lost his thoughts: "Shut up, let me think about it."

Qingyu stopped talking immediately, and looked at Mulu seriously with her chin in her hands, thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, the candles on the table gradually dimmed.

Suddenly, a flame sprang up from the flames, reflecting half of the bright and half dark profiles of the two of them.

Then the flame jumped and went out completely.

In the pitch black darkness, Sapphire slowly opened her dimly lit fox eyes, with a bewitching and alluring aura.

"how?"

Mu Ban's voice was like jade and ice: "What benefits can you give me?"

Qingyu exhaled lightly, said with a low smile, "Lingmai."

"The one who can make your master free for a lifetime..."

"Daze Spirit Vein."

Mu Yan also seemed to laugh, and in the darkness, he tapped on the table lightly, his tone indifferent.

"make a deal."

***

Shen Gurong didn't even have the memory of when she fell asleep, and it was already the second day when she woke up again.

As soon as he got up, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Blind people have a serious lack of sense of security and are extremely easily frightened. Even the slightest movement can frighten them. Mu Yu, dressed in blue, walked up, knocked on the door lightly, and then said: "Master, the head teacher said After you wake up, go to the Changying Mountain Council Hall."

Shen Gurong was muttering to herself while raising her hand to brush her hair, when she heard this, she paused and became more awake.

"The Chamber? Did you say anything?"

Mu Zhi said: "The demon master is there, it should be for you and Xue Manzhuang to break off the contract."

Shen Gurong almost forgot about it, so he nodded vaguely: "Okay, I see."

Mu Yu walked over and skillfully dressed and tied him. Shen Gurong dressed him and waited on him all over in a daze. But at this moment, he was no different from a blind man, and he could tie the wrong two of the three belts. , and going to an important occasion later, he couldn't lose face of Li Renfeng, so he had to let Mu Yu punish him.

When tying Shen Gurong's girdle, Mu Yan unfolded the bamboo-patterned girdle, and gently spread his hands around Shen Gurong's waist, almost hugging Shen Gurong in his arms, sticking very close.

Shen Gu Rong was very sleepy, surrounded by warm breath, her waist softened and she instinctively rested her chin on Mu Yu's shoulder.

Mu Ban froze.

Soon, Shen Gurong also came back to his senses, straightened up pretending nothing happened, and said vaguely: "Don't forget to take the chalcedony for me."

As if waking up from a dream, Mu Yu hastily fastened the waist seal and put on the chalcedony, then supported Shen Gu Rong's arm, and led him to the Fanjiang residence.

Shen Gurong walked slowly, stepping on small stones from time to time would scare her to the core, as time passed, while supporting him, Mu Yan raised his hand to clear away all the obstacles on the road he passed.

Shen Gurong felt much better now.

He frowned and said, "Did the teacher say when the ice cream can be repaired?"

Mu Yu smashed the stone not far away with his fingers, and said in a warm voice: "The ice cream is completely destroyed, and all the magic circles on it are destroyed. The head teacher said that it is better to replace it with a new one. I have already asked the sixth master to do it today." .”

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment: "Lin Shuhe?"

"Yes."

Shen Gurong recalled the "ghost debt collector" Bingxiao who frightened him to collapse twice, his whole body trembled, and he frowned and said, "Can someone else do it?"

Mu Yan looked distressed: "In the three realms, there is only the Sixth Master Uncle who can make ice cream."

Shen Gurong said vigilantly: "He won't carry private goods in the ice cream again."

For example, hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, headless ghosts and so on.

Mu Yu couldn't help laughing, and patted his forearm to comfort him: "No way. Master, if you are afraid, when the ice cream arrives, Mu Yu will try it for you first."

Shen Gurong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Mu Ban was extremely caring.

He nodded: "Well, good."

The two walked to the side of the cable bridge, Shen Gurong realized later, frowned and said, "I'm not afraid."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban coughed dryly, and said with a smile, "It's my disciple who made a slip of the tongue."

Shen Gurong walked down the steps, nodded seriously, and said indifferently: "Be careful next time."

Mu Ji nodded cooperatively.

Shen Gurong knew that he was fearless, and Shen Gurong felt omnipotent.

Shen Gurong stepped onto the cable bridge, and when the strong wind blew, the cable bridge shook for a while, and a sense of weightlessness hit his heart, as if the fear of falling off the cliff in the next moment made his back burst into cold sweat.

It was pitch black.

"Master, Master?"

When Shen Gurong came to his senses, he didn't know when he had already jumped quite high. At this moment, his legs were tightly wrapped around Mu Yu's waist, and his whole body was tremblingly hanging on Mu Yu's body.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Yan: "..."