Mr. Jiang is not driving today

The days of wandering and wandering always pass very quickly. In a blink of an eye, summer passes and autumn comes, and autumn ends and winter solstice.

One day, the sky was dark and moonless, and the sky was extremely dark. Jiang Xun ran quickly in the dense forest immersed in the deep night, trampling the dry and broken leaves on the ground to rustle, and the rustling corners of his clothes brushed against the nearby The tree trunk made an ear-piercing sound of brushing.

In an instant, the bark rubbed by the corner of the clothes showed a trace of scraping.

Jiang Xun is quite depressed these days.

He was clearly a beast in his previous life, but now he is chased like a third grandson. Jiang Xun deeply felt that he had let his ancestors down.

It is not difficult for Mo Dao to chase and kill him. Jiang Xun is eager to be found by Mo Dao, and he can test the upper limit of his spiritual power level on them.But what he encounters more often is the pursuit from the Qin family.

He has seen almost all of those disciples. They are all old people from the past. When killing him, he couldn't help hesitating and being waterproof. There are also a few new disciples who don't wink. In order to win, they sharpened their heads and charged forward. Jiang Xun could only control them a little, knocking them out, and reducing the fire to their overheated heads.

... He still hopes that when the dust settles, he will find a stable place to live leisurely. If he does not exercise restraint at this moment and kills people of the righteous way indiscriminately, it will be tantamount to cutting himself off.

Therefore, when surrounded by the Qin family, the scene is often very embarrassing.

Not only Jiang Xun was embarrassed, but also Qin Mu in his arms.At first he would yell to stop beating, but later he realized that it was futile, and the yelling could only distract Jiang Xun's attention, so he had to shut up quietly.

But now he can still speak.When Jiang Xun ran away out of breath, he gave chicken soup encouragement in a gentle tone: "Xiao Xun, don't be afraid, we will be there soon."

Jiang Xun tipped his toes, and swept away more than ten meters away. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise, and found that there were two faint lights of fire not far away, and the edge of the forest was clearly visible. It was a little bit harder, and he staggered and rolled on the frozen ground, rubbing the broken leaves all over his head and face.

The fall was not easy, and Jiang Xun took a while to regain his strength, supported his body with yin and yang, got up, shook his head from side to side, and shook off the yellow grass clippings and grayish-white mud.

Qin Mu was so worried that his voice changed: "Xiao Xun? Xiao Xun, are you okay? I told you not to run so fast QAQ..."

Jiang Xun: "...Nonsense, isn't it your fault? Who told you not to wake me up?"

Qin Mu pointed at his fingers: "...I, I see that you are very tired, so I just want you to sleep for a while..."

These days in exile, except for Rangke Mountain, he has not been able to find out any news about Ying Yisheng. Although his ability to forge gold and silver with his bare hands can keep him well-fed, it is inevitable that he will sleep in the wild.

Just yesterday, he broke into the cave of a sorcerer, and took out something useful from the mouth of the cave master in some uncivilized and harmonious ways.

According to the owner of the cave, recently there have been traces of hook-kissing activities in the vicinity of Jinjie Mountain.

Jiang Xun chased after day and night to Jinjie Mountain, but searched the entire mountain, but did not find any trace of spiritual power flow.

...after all, it was still a step too late.

After such exhausting thinking, Jiang Xun was tired after all. He randomly picked up a maple forest on the mountainside of Jinjie, basked in the afternoon sun, and fell asleep.

He originally planned to sleep for only an hour, but Amu felt sorry for him because he was too busy and couldn't wake him up at the scheduled time. As a result, he woke up from the cold, and when he opened his eyes, he was in a very sad world. in the dark.

Regardless of his legs and feet that were numb from sleep, Jiang Xun turned over and ran to the foot of the mountain.

Now that he saw the edge of the woods, he also saw a moving light at the foot of the mountain. Even if he stumbled, Jiang Xun felt a lot more at ease, and walked towards the brightly lit light.

...I just hope there is a place where I can live, so I don't have to worry about it outside.

When I approached Jiang Xun, I found that there was an abandoned mountain temple at the foot of the mountain. There was no incense in it, the house was dilapidated, and the cobwebs were in ruins. With the cold wind.

The light he saw did not come from here, but two night walkers walking with lanterns not far away.

Jiang Xun felt his heart beating when he saw the dark and sloppy mountain temple. Just as he was about to retreat, he heard a familiar voice from the light not far away: "...Since the search was fruitless , and are not in a hurry to go back. Rest here for a night and then go back to the mountain."

Jiang Xun, who had already developed the habit of alertness, turned over on a kite and nimbly hid in the ruined temple, hidden behind the damaged door panel. He was about to find out who the voice belonged to, and the next person who spoke would decisively solve his problem. Puzzled: "...no hall, how can people live in this ruined temple?"

Yin Wutang's voice faded from the cynicism of the past, and became more gentle and steady: "Dear brother, we cultivators are no more noble than ordinary people. In order to eliminate demons and demons, eating wind and drinking dew should be our share." , it would be nice to have a resting place."

... Yin Shaking M Wutang, your cousin Yin Wugan is right, how can this dilapidated temple accommodate such a big Buddha like you, how about Ma Liuer get out of the way?

Jiang Xunzhen didn't know whether he was happy or sad about Yin Wutang's growth. He couldn't avoid collisions when he went out. He turned around and planned to figure out which window would be more suitable to jump out of. Who would have thought that just after he took a step, there would be a torch-wielding The tall and tall figure jumped into the temple, and the two of them were full of fights.

Yin Wutang originally wanted to explore the way and see if there was anything unusual in the temple, but he never expected to run into Jiang Xun here, he opened his mouth wide in a daze, Jiang Xun decisively covered his mouth and killed him He reached the base of the wall with his sword and made a "shh" gesture.

Under the dancing flames, Yin Wutang stared at Jiang Xun with his mouth gaping, without any sign of wanting to yell. Jiang Xun couldn't hold back his joy seeing him like this, so he simply took off his hand covering his mouth and patted him. face: "Little rabbit, hello."

In the end, he wiped his palm on Yin Wutang's chest in disgust: "Make me drool."

Yin Wutang wiped his mouth in a hurry, his eyes fixed on Jiang Xun, his body gradually retreated from Jiang Xun's control, but there was no hostility in his eyes, which was a bit of a surprise that Jiang Xun didn't expect.

Since there was no hostility to be read from him, Jiang Xun looked at him with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.

After a short silence, Yin Wutang raised his voice and shouted to the outside: "Brother Gan, this place is too dilapidated and deserted, let's go find another place to live."

Yin Wuqian outside looked at the dilapidated temple gate and didn't want to enter at first, so he couldn't help but want to hear Yin Wutang let go of his mouth. Just as he was about to reply, he heard faint footsteps not far behind him. Looking back, he couldn't help frowning.

The team of people dressed in black clothes and red clothes quickly spotted Yin Wuqian, and they came here collectively. The middle-aged people at the head saw that Yin Wuqian was wearing a high-grade moon white and blue attire, so they knew that this person was not low-status, so they respectfully He made a salute to Yin Wuqian: "I'm at Boshanzi, and I've seen Mr. Yin. I'm a member of the Qin family, and I'm hunting for important criminals under the order of the Patriarch. Dare I ask Mr. Yin, have you ever seen anyone acting suspiciously?"

Who is the key criminal of the Qin family is now known to everyone, but Yin Wuqian was too lazy to answer, and waved his hands impatiently: "I don't know, I don't know, we also have important things to do, so how can we control the key criminals of your Qin family? "

Bo Shanzi choked, turned his eyes away, looked into the temple, and frowned: "May I ask, is Mr. Yin planning to stay here?"

Yin Wuqian's domineering problem has not changed, and he asked in a very sharp tone: "What does it have to do with you?"

Bo Shanzi's status in the Qin family was second only to Fushanzi's. He was naturally annoyed when he was bumped into by a younger generation, and his words were no longer so polite: "Mr. Yin, can I go in and check?"

At this moment, Yin Wutang came out from the inside, climbed down the decayed stone steps, and bowed to Bo Shanzi: "Your junior doesn't know your senior is here, so I don't know how to be polite, please forgive me for being rude."

This etiquette is so in place, Bo Shanzi couldn't find anything wrong, and his anger subsided a bit: "Young Master Yin is here too. May I ask what business you two are doing here?"

Yin Wutang answered frankly: "Patriarch Ji learned that there are traces of Kissing the Empress here, and sent us to investigate and suppress the demons."

Bo Shanzi understood, and seeing that Yin Wutang was so honest, it was no longer easy to go in and search, so he handed over his hands and apologized again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yin. It's not that I'm too suspicious, both of you were classmates with that evil one. After that person's identity was exposed, many Yin family children who were deceived by evil obstacles came to intercede, it is inevitable that I... sorry."

Yin Wugan snorted disdainfully: "I have never been with him. As early as in the Zhuxu, I knew that Qin...Jiang Xun is not a good guy. The same is true of my brother. He even had conflicts with Jiang Xun. Too evil, how can I protect him?"

Jiang Xun listened to all the conversations outside, and silently rolled his eyes.

Jiang Xun didn't bother to listen to what was being said outside, but only knew that Bao Shanzi took people away soon.

Watching the backs of Bo Shanzi and his group, Yin Wugan pulled Yin Wutang's arm and said, "Let's go."

Yin Wutang held his arm instead: "No. It's getting late, it's better to spend the night here."

Yin Wuqian: "...you have a problem, can you live?"

Yin Wutang's backhand hit violently: "How do you talk to brother?"

In the end, the Yin family brothers still stepped into the ruined temple.After Jiang Xun heard the conversation between the two, he dodged and hid under the incense table covered by a thick layer of tarpaulin, secretly thinking about Yin Wutang's coming and going, what kind of plan he was planning.

Yin Wuqan worked hard all day, but couldn't find his target. He was frustrated and complained for a while, then fell asleep holding his sword under the pillar.

After confirming that Yin Wugan was asleep, Yin Wutang took the torch and moved it to the side of the incense table. This is the only place where people can hide in the whole ruined temple that is ventilated from all sides. He did not lift the tarpaulin, but just lay on his back On the ground, asked in a low voice: "...is it cold?"

Jiang Xun lowered his voice and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Yin Wutang rested his hands behind his head, looked at the dusty roof, and said in a low voice: "I remember you have always been timid. I don't feel relieved to keep you here."

...How do you feel GAY in GAY?

But Jiang Xun thought it was pretty good to have someone to accompany him, let alone an old friend from the past. He turned over lightly, suppressed the urge to turn into a cat to keep warm, and tried to continue talking to Yin Wutang: "...Hey, rabbit .”

Yin Wutang: "...um."

Jiang Xun: "Why did Bo Shanzi come here? I just didn't bother to listen after Yin Wugan spoke ill of me."

Yin Wutang's eyes showed nostalgia, and he gently poked his fingers towards the thatch cloth, wanting to find even a piece of Jiang Xun's clothes so that he could hold it in his hand: "Bo Shanzi didn't make it very clear, he just said... Found something that can hold you back. It's around here, and they're looking for it."

……contain?handle?

Jiang Xun chewed these two words over and over again, and felt more and more that something was wrong, so he simply dug out the tarpaulin.

... A corner of his clothes brushed against Yin Wutang's fingertips.

Yin Wutang took a moment to stare at his fingers for a while, then turned to Jiang Xun's back, and propped himself up on his elbows: "What's wrong?"

With the light source, Jiang Xun clearly saw the wooden spiritual tablets and clay statues enshrined in the temple, as well as the wishing banners hung here by the townspeople and villagers in the past.

He counted them one by one, and when he saw a red ribbon in between, his heart sank heavily, his body seemed to have turned into a bottomless ocean of ice, and his heart sank flickeringly to the bottom of the abyss.

"Hu Jinshi of Hongfeng Village, I wish my grandson Jiang Xun everything goes well and be safe and sound."