One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

Tong Tian took a step back and said solemnly, "No one."

"You still have to lie to me!"

Ao Ji's spiritual sense swept over him, and he was shocked and angry, "Master... hey!"

Seeing that there was no trace of the boy in the room, a moment of nervous tension surged into his heart, he turned around and ran towards Yuquan Mountain.

Tong Tian stood there silently, and sighed: "It's rare for me to tell the truth once, why no one believes me?"

Then I couldn't help laughing again, "Hey, little teacher, as a teacher, I can only help you so far."

But Ao Ji shuttles quickly in the clouds, and there is only one person who is satisfied——Han Xiu.

His heart was full of resentment towards himself: it was all his fault, knowing that Yao Ji's death was a heavy blow to Shi'er, but he still didn't stay by Shi'er's side, if, if Shi'er because of He will never be able to forgive himself for any harm he suffered at this moment of impulse!

At first he didn't pay attention, but after Shi'er didn't come to quarrel with him for a few days, he felt that everything was wrong, and then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with him.Yes, I just noticed something was wrong, and wanted to clear up my thoughts, so I missed the best time to explain to the teacher——

He was wrong!Big mistake!

What are the various reveries and thoughts in his mind more important than the safety of Shi'er?

Why!Today... Tong Tian didn't know why he told Shi'er, but he actually persuaded him to go to Jinxia Cave!

All kinds of worries and regrets were about to break out of the ground, and he was in a hurry, and he saw a golden light flashing across the sky, so fast that people almost thought it was an illusion of his own dizziness.

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Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave.

When Han Xiu arrived, he saw two little boys at the entrance of the cave to greet him, saluting and saying hello: "I pay homage to the God-man, the master has practiced in seclusion, and I have never greeted guests from afar. I hope you will forgive me."

Han Xiu didn't want to make things difficult for these two children, even though the two Taoist boys enlightened by Erlang God many years ago may be much older than the hundred-year-old Han Xiu—he said loudly : "Zhenjun Erlang, people from Gushe Mountain came here to seek an audience with the Goddess of Wushan!"

His voice carried a trace of pure and holy ethereal air in the gold and jade, and it penetrated into it loudly, which was unstoppable.

In Jinxia Cave, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian is meditating at the moment, but his skills are perfect, but he only feels the clouds and mountains in front of him, seeming real and illusory, unpredictable.This sudden mysterious sound from the sky is like a sharp blade, piercing through many barriers and reaching the heart.

All of a sudden, all kinds of hazy mist in front of him receded, and the ukiyo glass shattered, revealing its true colors.

Han Xiu's behavior can be called rude and rude, but Yang Jian couldn't get angry for no reason when he thought about the identity of the visitor - he made the decision. ... In the end, Yaoji died too heroically and decisively, even if she was as stern as him, she couldn't help but sigh.

The next moment, this jade-like voice seemed to dissipate the heavy mist that had shrouded his heart. It was really refreshing to see the blue sky through the clouds and mist.With the comparison, Yang Jian realized that his previous self seemed to have been shrouded in the haze of clouds and mountains since no one knows when, and looking back on the past period of time, he felt a sense of ignorance and absurdity!

With a movement in his heart, he appeared in front of Han Xiu in a moment of change: "The god-man came to visit, but Jian never greeted him from afar, but still looked at Haihan, forgive me."

Han Xiu stared at him for a long time, opened the folding fan with a "snap", and said:

"True Monarch is so polite, Xiu came here uninvited, and being such a bad guest, I really need to ask Zhen Jun to forgive me."

After a pause, he went straight to the topic, "Yao Ji is a rare friend in this life, and the true king must have known about it long ago."

Although he knew that he must have come here for this matter, but when he really heard the words from Han Xiu, Yang Jian still felt a little emotional: "The death of the goddess is really sad. Now that I think about it, Jian selfishly feels that he is going too far." too harsh, too persecuted."

"Then I don't know if Zhenjun ever felt that such harsh persecution by himself was a bit unreasonable?"

Yang Jian stopped drinking and raised his head suddenly: "You mean...?"

Han Xiudao: "At that time, I received the news, and on the way to Yaochi, I calculated the ominousness of Yaoji's trip, but unexpectedly, the secret was hazy and obscure. At that time, I only thought that I was concerned about it, and I didn't think about it. But today I He also wanted to deduce the chance of reincarnation for Yao Ji, only to suddenly discover that the secrets of Yao Ji had been deceived by people using magic before."

Yang Jian clenched his wine glass tightly, with blue veins looming on his forehead: "In this way, I have indeed become someone else's executioner."

—Whether it was the executioner or the bait, it was not certain.

Han Xiu thought in his heart, and his face was still calm: "Yao Ji and I have a very close personal relationship, but the grievance has a leader, and the debt has a debtor. Han Xiu is not an unreasonable person, although... But if there is another inside story, Xiu will never blame a good person."

"If there is indeed another inside story, Yang Jian will be the first one who will not let go of the instigator behind it." Yang Jian said solemnly.

As a god of justice, he pays the most attention to justice and strictness, and now he is being controlled by someone to judge the case recklessly, so that he finally forced an innocent fairy to death, how does he deal with himself!Naturally, I hate the person behind it!Thinking of the depths, Yang Jian was furious, and Yang Jian couldn't help but start to deduce in front of Han Xiu.

Yang Jian studied under Yuanshi Tianzun's Yuding real person, and his own strength is not inferior to the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun. Dharma is famous in the heavens, but when it comes to the technique of deduction, it may not be inferior to Han Xiu, who was taught by Tongtian who is not good at calculation.

It didn't take long for him to have the result, even clearer than Han Xiu's.

"Unexpectedly, that lamp is involved in it!" He said shyly.

"Oh? If it doesn't interfere, brother Yang, please explain in detail?"

"You came here for Yao Ji, so naturally I have to tell you everything." Yang Jian waved his hand and erected a barrier around the two of them, "I heard the details..."

It turned out that another person was involved in this, that is the golden-winged eagle of the big roc mentioned above.

He and Yang Jian's beloved dog, Xiao Tiangou, and the two beasts accidentally got into a quarrel, arguing with each other, discussing which one is more dignified and virtuous, a mortal girl or a fairy, and the two beasts couldn't stop arguing, and even fought.Xiao Tiangou wanted to seek justice from Yang Jian, Jin Peng said: "Yang Jian, the judiciary god, got his seat through the back door, and if he encountered something involving the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, he would shrink back, so how can he be considered fair and strict?" ?”

The arrogant Yang Jian couldn't stand it when he heard these words.It happened that Yao Ji was sued by the lower world and Yang Jian learned about it. Yang Jian was so excited that he wanted to arrest Yao Ji, but he happened to be dissuaded by the burning lamp Buddha who came to look for Jinpeng. After some persuasion, Then I decided to listen to Yao Ji's arguments, but unexpectedly, the strong-hearted Yao Ji not only confessed, but also refused to repent...

"...But now that I think about it, Jinpeng and Randeng, the master and servant, are basically singing together. Thinking about it, only Randeng can blind my divine wisdom with magic power and make me do such a reckless move! Go ahead and mention it in Fusang Mu Na deceived the heavenly secrets, and the crime of entrapping the little golden crows of the demon clan is not far away, I never imagined that a little true king like me could also attract the ancient Buddha Dieng to make such calculations." Yang Jian's face sank like water.

Han Xiudao: "Brother Yang, the deceased is already dead, but we still need to investigate clearly. The process and result of this matter have been clarified, but there is still an antecedent - burning the lamp for no reason, why do we do this?"

Yang Jian frowned: "Yes, this is something I can't figure out."

Han Xiu had his own calculations in his heart, so he said, "Although it's not a gentleman's doing to speak behind the back, but there is one thing that needs to be explained to Brother Yang."

"But it doesn't matter."

"It's about the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp. According to the Dragon King, on the day Xiu was born, he was almost lucky enough to become his mount because of his 'destiny' with the ancient Buddha. The Nianhua finger of the ancient Buddha robbed the xiu and raised the xiu.”

"There is such a thing!" Yang Jian only frowned, "Master Burning Deng behaved like this—"

"There is indeed a style of Western Buddhism. The so-called being in his position and seeking his own government, after all, the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp is an ancient Buddha, not a Taoist. Even though he was once a 'teacher' who surpassed the twelve golden immortals, Now that he has left the orthodox sect of Xuanmen, there are some matters that Brother Yang should consider on his own."

Yang Jian nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, Yang Jian knows it well."

Sending Han Xiu away, Yang Jian stood in the Jinxia Cave and pondered for a moment, but his brows were furrowed, and he sighed: "Lighting the lamp, burning the lamp, is this really going to burn out the last ray of light?... Let it go, let's put it on." Tell Master about this matter, and advise him to beware of burning lamps."

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Just as Han Xiu stepped out of the Jinxia Cave, he bumped into a familiar figure head-on. His heart moved, and his face showed a bit of surprise: "Xiaoji? Why do you..."

Ao Ji walked up without saying a word, and took Han Xiu's hand silently.

The palms of the Dragon King are one inch wider than Han Xiu's, dry and warm, never slippery like the aquarium, and not as cold as Xue Jingtian's. This is a habit that the Dragon King has developed since raising Han Xiu. , use internal force to maintain this dryness and warmth.

He took Han Xiu's hand and walked forward in such a silent way, the two of them were silent all the way.

In the end it was Ao Ji who couldn't hold back anymore and sighed: "So you don't have anything to say to me?"

"What?" Han Xiu looked up at him.

"Master, son!" Ao Ji frowned, "When I learned that you came to fight Yang Jian, do you know how anxious I was? How worried? How terrified?"

Han Xiu was startled: "You misunderstood."

"Yes, that's why I held back and didn't rush directly into Jinxia Cave!"

Ao Ji turned his head away, not wanting Han Xiu to see the expression on his face.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, just let it go, why bother?"

Ao Ji sighed, and finally gave up struggling, took Han Xiu's hand, and straightened his body, so that the two faced each other directly, with a clear view: "Do you really don't understand, or do you pretend to understand...a misunderstanding It’s really nothing, but it’s this misunderstanding that made me understand what I’ve been ignoring for a long time, and I also discovered... Shi’er, I like you.”

The confession came so suddenly that it was impossible to guard against it.

Han Xiu was obviously stunned.

Ao Ji waited for a long time, fearful, but he couldn't wait until he didn't respond.The long silence made his heart plummet to the bottom.

But he was still unwilling to give up, with a difficult voice, trying to make himself appear righteous.

"Little teacher, I just fell in love with you. It's the feeling you had when you read the phrase 'There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is happy with the king, and the king doesn't know it'." It's just that when you read this poem and listened to me, I I foolishly didn't know why I was so excited. Now I understand."

Wanting to be like the domineering North Sea Dragon King should have the momentum, but more and more stunned to find the uncertainty in his heart.

Not sure what the teacher is thinking.

Will Shi'er hate herself?

Will you alienate yourself from now on?

Why didn't I discover that level of thought when I saw Shi'er for the first time?That's right, what kind of predestined relationship does it take to make the withdrawn self decide to protect this junior for life?

I was so dull that I didn't realize this fate destined by heaven.

If he had this keenness at the first meeting, he must have used all means early on to make Shi'er develop a long-term relationship with him in a subtle way.

Why wait anxiously for the verdict like now.

For a long time, "...but didn't you say that this poem is about the friendship between men, so you can't say it to the woman you love in the future?" Han Xiu asked suspiciously.

"Silly teacher, I lied to you...but before I realize what I want, I don't want to hear you show affection to other women." Ao Ji smiled wryly.

"Oh~ So you lied to me."

Seeing Han Xiu's suspicious eyes, Ao Ji hastily swore to the sky:

"Master! I am willing to swear to the sky that I will never lie to you again in the future, and I dare not hide anything!"

"Hmm~" Han Xiu murmured, shook his folding fan lightly, and walked forward with strides.

"Teacher?!"

I saw him put away his folding fan, and gently waved the hand holding the fan to Ao Ji: "Well, you swear slowly, regret slowly, admire slowly, I will go back to visit Yao Ji first."

"Where to go?"

"Isn't it Xuejingtian? Why, I can't go back there?"

Ao Ji's eyes lit up suddenly, and a smile climbed to the corner of his eyes and eyebrows, but it was because of Han Xiu's "go back" that he was satisfied: "Master! Wait for me!"

Two streamers of light streaked across the sky, only to hear two voices faintly in the light and shadow.

"...So, you don't seem surprised at all that I like you?"

"Hmm... guess what?"

Just like that poem, probably only you think that you have fooled me.