That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

What happened in Shenyue Mountain Villa that night spread to the south of the mountain and the north of the river with the sunrise and sunset of the second day, from the aristocratic family and the palace courtyard, to the deep alleys in the market, and the tiles in Goulan. Talking about this matter, the momentum is not much better than the resurrection of the demon dragon.

Although everything that Zhong Xun did was exposed, only a few people present knew what happened that night. People just mixed what they heard with their wild imaginations to become There are half-truths and half-false rumors.

Rumor has it that the people from Mingqiao who had witnessed this event had to wait until Tianming to gather various sects from various families to discuss this matter, but unexpectedly, when they got together to talk, Zhong Xun shattered the glass bottle in his hand and scattered it The red ghost laughed a few times, raised his sword and wiped his neck.

It is rumored that after the disciples of the Zhong family knew the true face of the Patriarch, some did not believe it, and some were furious. In the end, they packed up their things in groups and put them elsewhere. They didn't even have the jade token they wore when they entered take away.

It is rumored that although the suzerain of Ming Qiao Ming hates Zhong Xun's use, he has a deep affection for Zhong Qian. The servants who had nowhere to go and the disciples who were loyal to the Zhong family were also taken into the Lianyun mansion.

So far, the reputation of the centuries-old Immortal Cultivation Sect, which has great prestige in the Immortal Gate, has faded away, and the once unique and elegant Zhong Family Immortal Mansion has gradually become a dilapidated old mansion that is empty.

Just like the misty and illusory islands that have stood in the middle of the sea for hundreds of years and have been covered by clouds and mist. One day, the veil fades away to reveal hideous rocks, and people no longer have yearning and awe, and let the wind and waves erode and submerge them. Into the rolling waves.

However, what happened between the aristocratic families and sects only had a greater influence among the hundreds of families of the immortal sect. For ordinary people, love and hatred, fame, fortune and status are nothing more than drinking and eating, and living next to each other. Instead of worrying about what will happen to those highly skilled fairy elders, it is better to worry about whether the monster dragon who does not know whether it has been resurrected will kill them or not.

It's just that this matter was turmoiled for a long time at the beginning, and the great immortal sects joined forces to hunt down it, but there was no result. In the end, everyone couldn't help doubting the authenticity of the demon dragon's rebirth, but there were always a few people who said that they had seen it with their own eyes. There is no certain number of falsehoods, and in the end, all kinds of strange theories are mixed together, and there are several legendary novels.

As for the legendary "Demon Dragon" whose real body was seen with his own eyes, with the end of the Zhong family incident, he has never been mentioned by the people in the fairy sect. His news and whereabouts have become a mystery. Half worried and half curious, they lived a period of peace and didn't hear any major incidents, so they slowly faded away from the matter and spent the New Year happily.

The wind in the early spring is a bit chilly, blowing the willow branches on the shore of the lake to sway slightly, and the kapok trees that can be seen everywhere seem to be about to enter the flowering period, and small flower buds are born in twos and threes on the smooth bare branches, faintly revealing a touch of fresh orange red .

As the evening approached, the red glow of the setting sun spread across the sky, and the entire sky was reflected on the water surface. The ripples that fluctuated from time to time brought sparkling water, and the water and sky were the same color, full of brilliance.

Perhaps because tomorrow is the Shangyuan Festival, the whole city is still lively. Vendors selling lanterns, fireworks and snacks not only occupy the market and the shore, but even travelers who go boating on the lake will not let go. Top boats peddle along the waterway.

Amidst the lively noise, a slightly dilapidated boat slowly passed by. The extremely narrow hull was tightly covered with black cloth. His face and body were loosely covered with a thin black dress, and he repeated the simple action of paddling water with a wooden paddle in a dull manner.

When the voices of people were gradually gone, the black curtain of the boat was pulled open a small crack, and the protruding fingers were clearly knuckles, vainly clinging to a string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads.

The evening sun was still a little dazzling, Wu Nian squinted his eyes and looked out for a while, confirming that there was still some distance to Mikihara, and then slowly closed the curtain again, and before turning around, Si Huai was already close to him. He sat down, smiled and handed a teacup into his hand.

"Qi Zhou," Wu Nian took the cup but didn't drink it, looked at the person in front of him gently, seeing him looking back at him earnestly and intently, couldn't help but fell down, sighed softly, a little helpless Authentic: "If you use spells to make the scarecrow a boatman, will it scare others?"

It was a scarecrow who came along when passing by other people's fields, and I don't know whether they would care about leaving a bag of wild fruits.

"Who can scare? Tourists or peddlers? This boat is so shabby that even beggars on the side of the road won't take a second look. Who would go to see a boatman dressed in rags?" Si Huai seemed to be in a good mood , the corners of his mouth were slightly raised when he spoke, with a bit of inadvertent laxity, and his smiling eyes slowly moved from his face to the cup in his hand.

The teacup was plain and white, and I didn't know where it came from. There were no tea leaves or utensils for making tea on board, so I had to pour a cup of cold water from the pot and warm it up for him with my internal strength.

Wu Nian saw something strange from his overly obedient smile, swirled the clear water in the glass, and sniffed it with the tip of his nose as if to drink, a faint scent of clear wine undisguised When opened, it has a hint of sweet peach blossom flavor.

"Did you mix wine into my water again?" Wu Nian glanced at him, suddenly felt that this scene was very similar to when he was young and carefree, and couldn't help laughing again.

Si Huai did not have the panic and remorse that one should have after doing something bad and being bumped on the spot. The smile on his face increased instead of diminishing. He blinked at him, lowered his eyes and said, "I just drank this cup, Master, you drink it." Don't drink?"

"I..." Wu Nian was distracted for a while by his approaching breath, and when he came back to his senses, he had finished drinking the glass of water mixed with wine by mistake, so he had to stop talking abruptly , asked: "It's not the season of peach blossoms, where did you buy the peach blossom wine?"

"It's not peach blossom wine." Si Huai stretched out a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "This wine is called 'Golden Wind Yulu'. When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, they are dug out, and the peach petals are mashed into juice, strained and then sealed, and there is a sweet smell of peach blossoms."

Si Huai moved a little closer, and whispered in his ear almost breathlessly: "I bought it secretly when you weren't paying attention, and the store that sold me said that this wine can be used to help others, but I don't know true and false."

The word "assisting feelings" was deliberately accentuated, and a warm breath was blown past the ear, and a blush quietly bloomed from the back of the ear.

"Qi Zhou," Wu Nian retreated uncomfortably, "No! We have to pay a visit to Old Sect Master Sheng later..."

"It's still a while before landing." Si Huai interrupted him, grabbed his wrist and pressed him onto the board of the boat, and said in a low voice: "Besides, we haven't tried being on a boat yet, Master, you don't want to try it. try?"

I don't know if it's because Si Huai's breath is too close, or because the wine I just drank has had an effect, I just feel that my body suddenly becomes hot, and my Adam's apple rolls up and down with the movement of swallowing saliva. Jian broke free from the shackles, grabbed Si Huai's wrist with his backhand, turned over and pushed the person on him to the bottom.

Si Huai seemed to have expected him to behave like this a long time ago, the smile on his lips deepened, and the red mole on the curved eyebrows was bright and attractive, Wu Nian silently recited "Amitabha" twice in his heart, and kissed him carefully. A red mole on his eyelid.

The person under him didn't struggle, I Nian easily folded his wrists on top of his head with one hand, and gently caressed his cheek with the other hand. His skin was still a little cold.

The slender fingers lingered and stopped at the corners of the lips. Before he could make another move, there was a sudden sound of arrows from outside. The cold arrow pierced through the wooden boards of the cabin and did not come in. I don’t know what heavy object fell. There was a loud "plop" in the water, and the huge buoyancy caused the dilapidated boat to shake unsteadily for a few times.

Two boats flying the flag of the Sheng family surrounded one from the left and the other from the right. Several disciples on the boat were wearing uniform red kapok-pattern clothing, holding a disciple's saber in their hand, and watched intently as they fell into the water without even making a splash. A "person" floating on the water like a corpse.

An older disciple stood at the bow of the boat, drew out his sword and pointed at the small broken boat in front, and said loudly, "Who is in there? How dare you play tricks like this in the Sheng family's territory? Get out quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, an unhurried "Amitabha" came out through a black curtain.

Wu Nian lifted the black cloth covering and bent over to get out of the boat, still maintaining the posture of pulling the door curtain in his hand, and turned his body slightly to let out Si Huai who was behind him with a gloomy face.

Several disciples of the Sheng family were stunned when they saw them, and looked at each other a few times. The person who spoke just now took back the sword that was pointing at them. Then he smiled with confidence and asked politely. Said: "Excuse me, are the two Master Wu Nian and Young Master Si Huai?"

"Exactly." Wu Nian was not surprised that they recognized him. He tilted his head and glanced at Si Huai, then clasped his hands and gave a salute, and said nonsense: "We are a little tired from the journey for days, so we use magic to support us." A dummy was hired to sail the boat, which will cause trouble for everyone."

"Ah, it's all right!" The man waved his hands again and again, smiling as if he had done something wrong, "So I came here in a hurry, you two have worked hard, come on our boat, this boat will do well Hurry up, you will be able to land in no time. In fact, when you enter the city, Master, you will go to the station of the Sheng family to let someone know and someone will pick you up, so there is no need to row the boat yourself."

Wu Nian was about to go to his boat, but when he heard this, he stopped again, and asked curiously: "Listen to you, you guys already knew we were coming?"

"I don't know if it's today." The disciple smiled naively, raised his hand and touched his head, and said: "Since New Year's Eve, the young master has ordered the disciples in the mansion to prepare the two residences. He also ordered that if you were on duty and saw you coming, you don’t need to report and bring in directly. But I didn’t expect to wait for many days, and today you finally came.”