no one knows better than me

"Mountain spirit? What is that?" Mei Siyu asked, "Could it be that the tree has become a spirit, but the mountain itself has become a spirit?"

"That's right, that's right." Zhuang Qingliu looked at him, "There is spiritual energy in the heaven and earth, and it's not surprising that everything can be created." She pointed her finger, "I can become a spirit, a mountain can become a spirit, and a boat can also Become refined."

Although these things are not easy to see with their own eyes, the disciples of Xianmen have heard of them to some extent, so it is not difficult to accept them.

Mei Siji thought about it for a while, and asked seriously: "Then how can you be sure that it is a mountain spirit, and you are sure to exclude it as a tree spirit?"

"It's very simple." Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows, "One is that tree spirits don't eat people in place. Flowers, plants and trees can maintain their needs directly by eating people. What are they still rooting in the soil?" She asked. With a twist of his finger, he pointed at himself, "For example, I can move around freely after becoming a spirit.

"Secondly, the tree itself doesn't eat people, especially bones, because it can't be digested, so it can only absorb nutrients from the soil."

When the disciples heard this, their expressions became subtle... I don't know what bad things suddenly came to mind.

"Oh, don't be afraid." Zhuang Qingliu said sincerely, seeing through them at a glance, "Although I violated the rules and became a spirit, I am only a monster."

"..."

After thinking for a while, Mei Siji asked again, "The mountain spirit..."

"I know what you're going to ask." Zhuang Qingliu cut her off, "Although mountain spirits can be man-made, they are usually formed naturally. It's the mountain itself that has spirituality—if I guessed right, the mountains The surrounding area must be densely forested and fertile, with animals and plants everywhere, so hunters often hunt, causing a large number of creatures to die in it. Their blood seeps into the soil, and the land is nourished, and then slowly grows evil nature, which has the ability to reverse Ask for it."

Mei Siyu was stunned: "Then what should we do? It's a piece of land, so how can we get rid of it... Could it be a little hollowing out?"

"Of course not. Although there is no good way to solve it, it is not difficult."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced into the distance: "Although things like mountain spirits are tricky, fortunately they don't flow, as long as they are isolated and circled with a high-grade fairy artifact, or a monk of Duanzhu Jun's level sets up an enchantment, it will slowly disappear." Slow purification is enough. If you want to quickly burn all the trees and grass roots, you can’t even let go of the roots under the ground. If you don’t rush, just keep it in a circle. It will lose its spirituality and return to normal."

Mei Siye was suddenly surprised: "How come what you said is exactly the same as Duan Zhujun's order just now!"

Of course they were exactly the same, Zhuang Qingliu turned her head and glanced at Mei Hualan - she deliberately said what this person said, and even tried her best to recall that every word was the same as hers.

Sure enough, Mei Hualan turned her head silently and looked at her, her eyes were too deep to see clearly.

It's just that this matter is said so, but Zhuang Qingliu knows very well in his heart that if the land wants to become refined, it is not so easy to be nourished by the blood of hunting creatures, otherwise there will be too many places where it can become refined.

In fact, mountain ghosts are extremely difficult to form, and they can only be evolved from ancient battlefields full of bones or mass graves piled up over the years, so these juniors have never seen it, and it is precisely because the matter of overturning the mountains is very suspicious that the Meihualan It was only dealt with temporarily, but did not say much to the younger generation.

"How is it? Mr. Duanzhu, do you want to take me with you now..."

Just as she opened her mouth, for some unknown reason, the river surface suddenly stirred up waves without wind, and the whole boat shook violently in the blink of an eye!

Mei Hualan reached out her hand in advance before Zhuang Qingliu collapsed, and pulled her firmly into her arms. She even lowered her head to look, and lifted her collar for her.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

This ancestral obsessive-compulsive disorder.

A group of juniors had spiritual power close by, and they all stood very steady. Mei Siji's face became a little dignified, and she immediately went to the bow of the boat with her sword to check: "It's strange, is there something in the water here?"

As soon as she finished her words, a lotus flower that was just in full bloom quietly entangled wildly from under the side of the boat, and then the whole lotus swayed wildly on the side of the boat like a disco—then more than this one , In just a blink of an eye, the lotus flowers on the entire wide river surface seemed to be suddenly inexplicably driven, and they all danced strangely, stirring up the water surface.

Mei Siji subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Qingliu, and then at Mei Hualan. Although she frowned slightly, she didn't say anything, but quickly ordered her disciples: "Use a heavy weight to stabilize the hull!"

A group of junior disciples obeyed immediately.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at their operations carefully, and was determined to learn, but spiritual power didn't seem like something that could be seen with eyes.

On the other hand, Mei Xiaohan, as an elder, just calmly walked to the side of the boat and looked at it, but out of some strange professionalism, he actually fished out a scroll from his sleeve and began to memorize it.

Zhuang Qingliu: "???"

The waves on the surface of the water became more and more chaotic, and even besides the lotus, some aquatic plants and the like at the bottom also joined in the swinging carnival.

Mei Hualan stood at the bow of the boat without moving, but the hull floated steadily on the water, as if it was parked on land.Zhuang Qingliu turned back to look at her...but suddenly found that a bow appeared in her hand at some point, and the tip of her finger was rubbing lightly back and forth on the tight string, with a dangerous sense of beauty, as if she was ready to go Shoot anyone to death with an arrow.

Zhuang Qingliu also seemed to have a feeling and glanced around. At this moment, the flowers and plants that seemed to be monsters seemed to speed up suddenly, and the water surface was suddenly rotated into a spiral with huge suction force. Start sucking the boat down!

"Zheng" sounded!

Zhuang Qingliu saw Mei Siji urge the sword out of her body. She was a leader among the new generation of Mei family disciples, and she was wearing a top-grade spirit sword, but after stabbing the sword into the water several times quickly, she found nothing, and the situation did not improve.

So she decisively ordered: "Abandon the ship, Yujian!"

When the boat sank, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly raised a hand, and stretched out the bow of the boat to hang over the water——she used the arrow she had just put away from the teacup to draw another light stroke on the palm of her hand, and blood dripped down.

Mei Hualan immediately turned her head, a straight line formed at the corner of her mouth.

"Don't worry, Mr. Duanzhu—" Zhuang Qingliu hooked the sleeves of the plum blossoms, and watched the blood smudged away on the water, "I also happen to have something to try, and it won't get in the way if I stroke it lightly."

As soon as she finished speaking, the lotus stems that were swaying wildly in the pool and started the dance stopped abruptly, as if they had been scolded by the group for something. After standing upright for a short time, they all respectfully and quietly retreated, almost feeling as if they were silent. There was a bit of shame that made a mistake, and some eyebrows drooped, and a few sticks protruded out affectionately, wrapping around the wound on Zhuang Qingliu's palm.

Zhuang Qingliu turned his gaze again, and the dark algae under the water were also quietly wrapped away by these mud legs, and the water surface was instantly calm.

All the disciples were stunned, and Mei Xiaohan gave a soft "huh" as if he had never seen it before.

Facing the bewildered gaze focused on him, Zhuang Qingliu had no choice but to withdraw his hand and explained to them: "To tell you the truth, I only know after trying."

After all, there are many such routines in the novel.

A group of juniors: "..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhuang Qingliu said again, "You may not believe me if I say it, but I didn't become a genius of my own free will."

She wasn't even born voluntarily.

"..."

It's just that the Meijia fairy boat they are riding now is actually expensive to build, and it usually has an owner. Several boats have different colored patterns painted on the sides of the hull, and there is affection if there is an owner.Although today's group of Lianbangdi's troubles really had nothing to do with her, she didn't want to offend any of the little disciples present without noticing.

After all, if you want to be honest, the details have to be smoothed out.

The surface of the water became quiet again, and the disciples of the younger generation put away their swords one after another, fell back on the boat, and the group continued to go down the river.

After looking at Zhuang Qingliu's face for a long time, Mei Hualan retracted her eyelashes slightly, and at the same time let go of her bow, turned around and returned to the cabin: "Come in."

As soon as she moved, Zhuang Qingliu was also pulled suddenly... She couldn't help but lower her head, thinking incredulously: What did I do just now?Subconsciously, what are you doing by pulling the sleeves of the boss.

Fortunately, the boss didn't say anything, he just gave her the medicine in the white porcelain bottle just now - but this time it really hurt.

... Zhuang Qingliu gave her a bad review in her heart, feeling that this person did it on purpose.

After all, apart from bad reviews, she can't really do anything.

"There is doubt about the matter of turning over the mountain, you know it well, right?" Zhuang Qingliu thought for a while, then asked while looking at Mei Hualan's movements.

"clear."

Zhuang Qingliu asked again: "Then do you want to deal with it comprehensively? So as not to hurt passers-by again."

Meihua wiped her sleeves from the table and put away the small porcelain bottle: "The fog is different, you have no spiritual power, something is wrong."

Zhuang Qingliu thought about it for a while: "You can keep me here, go and come back quickly."

Mei Hualan said without raising her head, "It's not right either."

Zhuang Qingliu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of the fingers she had lightly caressed on the bowstring just now, and couldn't help but glanced out the window: "Then what should I do?"

Mei Hualan didn't say what to do, after putting away Mei Xiaohan's medicine box, she lowered her eyes and motioned for her to reach out.

There is a way?Zhuang Qingliu immediately stretched out the hand that had just sprinkled the medicine.

"Another one."

After changing one, Mei Hualan stared at her fingertips, then lowered her head, and lightly drew on Zhuang Qingliu's palm.

I don't know why, but it feels very familiar. This should be a symbol.

Zhuang Qingliu lowered his eyes casually, feeling that this kind of thing should be able to see, and at the same time asked casually: "Is it a self-defense talisman?"

"No." Mei Hualan's long eyelashes drooped quietly, and she didn't say until the last stroke was finished, "The An Shen Talisman."

"...??"

Before Zhuang Qingliu could react, the powerful sleeping pills from the Immortal Cultivation World had already begun to take effect. First, her head fell into a severe sleepiness involuntarily, and then her eyelids closed by themselves.

……

Forgive her, she finally saw the unspoken meaning in Mei Hualan's troublesome eyes

What she meant was: "I know you won't be free, so lie down for me."