[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

Yunmeng

Liantang

"Auntie, the lotus pod here...huh?"

The white-haired Taoist paused, "Did I poke something?"

The aunt who sold the lotus pods looked at the young man holding his head in the lotus pond, and said silently, "It seems that someone has been poked."

The young man leaned on the edge of the lotus pond with one hand, rubbed his head that was poked by the cane with the other, and looked up at the Taoist, "Wow, you look good."

The Taoist raised his eyebrows, and hooked the corners of his lips with interest, "I'm sorry, I accidentally poked you, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" The boy waved his hand nonchalantly, "You poked me harder than my father hit me, it didn't hurt at all!"

The Taoist smiled, "Which family doll are you from?"

The boy grabbed the lotus pond and jumped ashore, "I'm from the Lianhuawu family."

The aunt quickly dug out a piece of cotton cloth from her basket, "Hey, wipe, don't be afraid of the cold just because you are young, be careful, you will always have a headache later."

The boy went crazy, "Auntie, I'm a monk, so I don't suffer from headaches!"

"Nonsense!" The aunt didn't believe it, and directly pasted the cotton cloth on the boy's head, "Ask the head priest if monks will get sick! They will definitely!"

The Taoist smiled and stood on the aunt's side, "I once had an elder who would catch a cold every time he caught a cold."

The boy had no choice but to wipe his head with a cotton cloth, "Okay, auntie, I'll wipe it!" There is a kind of catching a cold, which is called auntie thinks you will catch a cold!

Wiping his head, the young man moved his eyes to the Taoist, and looked him up and down. The young man was curious, "Senior, is there something wrong with you coming to our Yunmeng? Do you need me to take you around?"

The Taoist thought for a while, "I am here this time to find someone, and I really need to trouble you to take me for a ride."

"No trouble, no trouble," the boy wiped his head, returned the cotton cloth to the aunt, thanked the aunt, and then led the Taoist. Where is the man? Do you know his address?"

The Taoist followed the young man slowly, "I don't know, I haven't been to Yunmeng for 15 years. By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Jiang Ziyi, a disciple of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect."

The Taoist stopped walking, secretly calculated the young man's age, "... who is Jiang Zi to you?"

"He is my father," Jiang Ziyi replied, and then he was taken aback, "Senior, do you know my father? The person you are looking for is my father, right?"

The Taoist tapped his cane with his fingers, "I have heard that the Suzerain of the Yunmengjiang Sect has a confidant, and I guess you should be his child after calculating your age." He paused, "Since you are Jiang Zi's son, that aunt..."

Jiang Ziyi understood, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Auntie and I are not related by blood, but here in Yunmeng, we Jiang's children and the common people get along very well, everyone watched us grow up, So they take good care of us disciples of the Jiang family."

The Taoist nodded, "So that's it. I've heard that the Yunmeng Jiang family and the people of Yunmeng get along very well. I didn't expect you to have a better relationship than I imagined." Then, the Taoist smiled, "However, Jiang Zidu has you, don’t you know that Sect Master Jiang is still on the black list of blind date among the immortals of the Immortal Sect?”

Mentioning the emotional problems of his suzerain, Jiang Ziyi sighed helplessly, "Sect master Jiang has already adopted a child from a side line." His tone became more and more sad, "Elder Wei has really tried his best to teach Jiang how to To please the girl, but Sect Master Jiang is really——ah!" I really couldn't find any words to describe Sect Master Jiang, only a long sigh to express my helplessness and powerlessness.

The Taoist raised his hand and clenched his fist against his lips, coughed a few times, suppressed the urge to laugh, and thought for a while, "How is Sect Master Jiang?"

Jiang Ziyi recalled the scenes that were often staged in Lianhuawu in these years——

Jiang Cheng patted the table, "Wei Wuxian!"

Wei Wuxian, who was sleeping soundly on the Jiang family file, fell down with a jerk.

Jiang Cheng thumped the pillar, "Wei Wuxian!!"

Wei Wuxian ran into the yard holding a pot of glowing red soup, behind him was the blazing kitchen and a group of Jiang's disciples who choked on spicy peppers.

Jiang Cheng shook Zidian, "Wei Wuxian!!!"

Wei Wuxian, who was boating on the lake with Lan Wangji, proudly made faces at Jiang Cheng who was standing on the shore.

Jiang Cheng took the three poisons, "Wei Wuxian!!!!"

Jin Ling, Ouyang Zizhen, and Jiang Haoqing, who went into the water with Wei Wuxian to play with the water ghost, were taken aback. Wei Wuxian was still busy picking lotus pods and lotus flowers.

……

Jiang Ziyi: "..."

Jiang Ziyi covered his face, "Although it's hard to describe in words, Sect Master Jiang should be happy."

After all, since he was a child, he could see Sect Master Jiang yelling at Elder Wei and then working hard to clean up the mess for Elder Wei. He repeatedly demanded that he must be locked up so that Elder Wei could not see him.

Therefore, Sect Master Jiang must be happy.

The Taoist smiled relaxedly, "Sovereign Jiang must be very happy." He raised his hand, holding Zhang Fuzhuan between his fingertips, and the Fuzhuan was naturally without fire, "Ziyi, I have someone else to meet, see you in the future."

A burst of white smoke burst out in front of Jiang Ziyi's eyes, the white smoke dissipated, and the Taoist disappeared.

Jiang Ziyi stood on the spot, blinked, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Oh, he won't find out that I tipped off the news, will he?!"

"Maybe," Jiang Zi, who is now the deputy suzerain of the Yunmengjiang clan, came out from behind the tree, "One day to one place, tomorrow, his goal should be Qinghe or Gusu."

Jiang Ziyi ran to his father, raised his head curiously, "Father, do you know this senior? Who is he?"

"I don't know who he is," Jiang Zi patted Jiang Ziyi's head, "In a few days, we will know who he is."

Qinghe

The white smoke exploded, and the white-haired Taoist coughed repeatedly and fanned the white smoke. After fanning the white smoke away a little, the Taoist regained his breath slightly. "Strange, why do you suddenly have an ominous premonition?" Although his cultivation base has been greatly reduced because this body does not have a golden core, the Taoist who has a much stronger premonition frowned, originally planning to stay in Yunmeng for a few more Time, but because of the sudden appearance of this premonition, Taoist had to choose to leave Yunmeng early.

However, he had already inquired about the situation with other people in Yunmeng, and he went to Jiang Ziyi to confirm the situation after he was basically sure that Sect Master Jiang was well.

Consoling himself, the Taoist stood still and rested for a while, then used his cane to explore the path, stepped forward, and walked forward.

Then it fell down with a "plop!"

The Taoist, who was about to fall apart, was lying in the hole, and somehow felt that this scene seemed familiar. If someone appeared beside him at this moment...

"Ahem, fellow Taoist..."

Taoist: "..."

Relying on the fact that his eyes were covered with a cloth, the Taoist rolled his eyes fiercely, why did he meet you again under such circumstances! ! !You really can't help talking!

Nie Huaisang, who was being complained by the Taoist, held his folding fan, "This fellow Taoist, is there any injury?"

"It's nothing." At most, he was hit by Guqin's back walking stick and hit his head.

After the Taoist struggled to get up, fumbled to pick up the guqin and cane and hugged it in his arms, did he have time to "look" at Nie Huaisang, "Younger will live forever, I wonder who is senior?"

After finally waiting for a person from the end of the world to come, Nie Huaisang's tone was extremely light, "Nie family of Qinghe, Nie Huaisang."

Hearing Nie Huaisang's cheerful tone, the Taoist couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Senior Nie, where is this place?"

Nie Huaisang blinked, squeezed his fan hesitantly, "Mmm... Qinghe Nie's disciples' heart-training place."

Taoist: "..."

Oh, what a familiar place.

The Taoist held back, but still couldn't hold back, "Excuse me, if I remember correctly, Senior Nie seems to be the previous suzerain of the Qinghe Nie clan, isn't it?"

"Cough," Nie Huaisang waved his fan guiltily, "Actually, I'm still the suzerain of the Nie family, but only in name."

Taoist: "???"

Wait, it's only been 15 years, why is he getting less and less familiar with Xianmen Baijia?In the past 15 years when he died and disappeared, what happened to the Baijia of Xianmen?No, what happened to this world? ?

Nie Huaisang also broke the pot, "Although I have been traveling in the mountains and rivers for 15 years, admiring the wind and the moon, drawing scenery to play with birds, reading story books and playing with folding fans, anyway, I lived happily and did not deal with the clan. Things, but after all, the Nie clan still has a few elders sitting in town, so it's no problem for me to be the nominal suzerain. But now that Lord Hanguang holds the abdication ceremony, I have to participate in it. And the brief post is in the clan, I have to come back to get the slips, but, but—" He was very wronged, "How could I still remember where the family's heart training place is! I just, accidentally, fell down!"

The Taoist really wanted to "hehe" with a look on his face. As the suzerain of the Nie clan of Qinghe, he fell down twice in a row in the same heart training place of his own family. You really have the nerve to pretend to be wronged!I'm blind now, it's not surprising that I fell down, but you, a living person, will fall down—you, you, you—I'll go, I really can't find the right words to hate him.

Nie HuaiSang pinched his folding fan, "Little friend, is there a way for you to get out of here?"

The Taoist was already helpless, "Is it the spiritual power that is imprisoned by the spirit-forbidden formation in the heart-refining place?"

Nie Huaisang nodded obediently, "Yeah."

The Taoist thought for a while, "Can the ghost way be used?"

Nie Huaisang's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

The Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, that's great, he doesn't want to be trapped in this cave for several days like last time, his current situation is terrible, it's best to go back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, the Taoist put the guqin and walking stick on his back, stretched out his hand to Nie Huaisang, "Sect Master Nie."

Nie Huaisang walked quickly to the Taoist, "What should I do?"

"Grab my hand." The Taoist raised his hand, motioning for Nie Huaisang to grab his hand.

Nie Huaisang stretched out his hand to grab the Taoist's hand, but the Taoist's hand froze, "Hiss," he withdrew his hand, "It's so cold!"

The Taoist turned his head and "looked" at Nie Huaisang, "It's natural, bear with it."

Nie Huaisang let out an "oh", and reached out to grab the Taoist's hand again.

The next moment, a faint blood-colored mist appeared out of nowhere, and slowly gathered at the feet of the two of them, gradually becoming thicker, and then Nie Huaisang felt his feet stop, as if he had stepped on the ground.The next moment his hands tightened, Nie HuaiSang turned his head to look at the profile of the Taoist, indeed, he did not exist in his memory.

When they landed again, the two of them had come out of the hole and stood on the ground.

The Taoist let go of his hand, took off the cane from his back, and held it in his hand, "Sect Master Nie, I will see you in the future."

Seeing that the Taoist was about to leave, Nie Huaisang quickly said, "Wait, are you going to Qinghe? Let's go together."

With an indifferent face, the Taoist leaned on his cane and raised his legs and walked forward, "Thank you, no need, this junior can-"

"boom--!"

The Taoist was silent.

Nie HuaiSang unfolded the folding fan to cover half of his face, blinked, and proposed again: "Let's go together."

The Taoist nodded silently, raised his hand and rubbed the forehead that hit the tree trunk, then turned around, the Taoist turned the cane in one direction, held the end of the cane in his hand, and pointed the front end of the cane to Nie Huaisang, "Please, Nie Huaisang!" Sovereign."

Nie HuaiSang frowned, "Don't bother, don't bother." He reached out and grabbed the front of the cane, "Follow me."

This walk took about an hour. At first Nie Huaisang was concerned that the Taoist could not see the road, so he naturally slowed down, but the Taoist couldn't catch his breath after walking halfway, so Nie Huaisang had to slow down again, and even walked for a while. After resting for a while, the two of them didn't see the gate of Qinghe City until it was getting dark.

Nie Huaisang heaved a sigh of relief, turned to look at the Taoist, and found that the Taoist's face was pale, his forehead was sweating, his lips were white, and he couldn't help frowning, "Let's go to the city and find an inn to rest for the night."

The Taoist's chest was hot, he took a deep breath, and felt a sharp pain in his chest instantly, so he nodded, "Okay."