Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

"Where's Shu Cai?" Liu Zhiliu looked around, but didn't see Shu Cai.

The "Baby Show Contest" among the sects is about to start, and it will be time for Xiangyu Pavilion disciples to enter the arena soon.

As the finale hosts, they had to show Xiangyu Pavilion's appearance no matter what, but Shu Cai, who led the team, failed to show up at this juncture.This made Liu Zhiliu, the deputy, a little anxious.

"Here we come!" Shu Cai put on a jade-green round-neck robe uniform while running, and tied her belt, "I promised them at the Guanwen Academy to tell them about Master, but I really didn't finish it It dragged on for a while."

Cang Lan raised her hand and took a wooden comb to comb the messy hair on the back of Shu Cai's neck, and fastened it with a hairpin, "It's all right, let's go."

Colorful flags were flying in the square in front of the main hall of the pavilion, and the disciples of the Shenmu School entered the venue in uniform jade green uniforms.

At the banquet, Song Yun stood next to the pavilion owner Wang Jue, watching his chickens come out of the cage in high spirits, and showed a proud smile.

Wang Jue glanced at the crowd and asked, "The one who is missing is the spy of the Lingfeng Hall?"

"Exactly." Song Yun replied: "That kid packed up and ran away. I just sent him to Xuzhou City this morning."

Wang Jue couldn't help but feel a little worried about this, "Let the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles."

Song Yun chuckled, "Don't worry, the Pavilion Master, it's definitely not a tiger that was sent back."

"what is that?"

"It's the chicken from Shenmu School." Song Yun teased lightly in his words, but his expression was very determined.

Wang Jue also seemed to laugh, shook his head and said, "Mother Chicken just knows what she wants."

After all, Wang Jue started to exchange business with representatives of various sects again.

He boasted that the suzerain's son was young and promising, falsely envied the high-spirited disciple of the elder's disciple, and finally accepted the "sincere" praise of other suzerains.

Compared with other sects, there are many disciples of the second stage of controlling spirits, and the lineup of Xiangyu Pavilion above the third stage is very luxurious.

Song Yun briefly glanced at the spiritual power of the disciples in front of the hall, doubts arose in his heart.

Now that the Xiangyu Pavilion is no longer hidden in the mountains and forests, this "Beautiful Baby Contest" is a battle for them to come out of the mountain and gain fame among the sects.

A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.But there is another saying that persimmons should be picked softly.

The disciples sent by Xiangyu Pavilion should not be too strong, they will be missed by others; nor should they be too weak, so as not to be looked down upon and bullied by others.

Therefore, Shenmu School did not come up with a lineup of disciples in the fourth and fifth grades of controlling the spirit, but the number of disciples in the first and second years was more.Among the fifteen disciples who participated in the battle, only Canglan and Arser had five dans, Liu Zhiliu and Tie Yi, the second son of the Tie family, both had four dans, and the rest were all three dans.

But Songyun didn't expect that, just like this, he was too conservative in releasing the water.The entire Shenmu School overwhelmed the other sects in terms of spiritual power alone, which was a bit too ostentatious.

"Baoyu City deserves to be a land of exquisite beauty, and the aura of heaven and earth is so abundant, it is really enviable." Zhuo Yingtian's words revealed the elegance in his bones, and his behavior and speech fully showed the elegant demeanor of the world's first etiquette master.

Yu Xiuqi, the sect master of Lingtianmen, also said: "Not only Master Zhuo is envious, but also our Lingtianmen. Nowadays, the treasure-gathering places in the world are becoming rarer and rarer, and the aura of heaven and earth is getting thinner. I haven't been immersed in such a rich aura for a long time. bingo."

As the topic started, other sects followed suit.

There are quite a few small sects and small families who were originally located in Fengshui Spirit Gathering Treasures, but they couldn't bear the loss of spiritual energy, so that it was difficult for the sects to improve their cultivation, and they had to seek refuge in other sects.

A certain family seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. After their own treasured land became a mortal land, they defected to other sects. As a result, the new sect lost their spiritual power after two years and had to find a place to stay.Going back and forth three or four times in this way, it seems that if you find one to take over the offer, you will lose the other.

Yin Qilei's elder brother, Yin Shantai, came from Muyang Peak, "My younger brother has been studying here for nearly four years. This kid doesn't move his spiritual power much when he is practicing at home, but his spiritual power in Xiangyu Pavilion Wen Yang has improved a lot, Yin thanked Pavilion Master Wang here."

Logically speaking, there are many ancient secret treasures hidden in the Fuyang Mountain Peak, and the aura of heaven and earth is only a lot more than that of Xiangyu Pavilion. .

But at the entrance of Yinshan Terrace, it turned into a different look.

What Fu Yangfeng said was to bring disaster to the east.

The world is in decline, and it's no wonder that no one covets the ancient treasures of Fuyang Peak. Yin Shantai simply threw out the fat of Baoyu City to ward off disaster and arouse hatred for them.

As soon as these words came out, I don't know how many waves will be caused.

"Oh, Mr. Yin is ridiculous. Compared with Muyang Peak, Xiangyu Pavilion is just a baby." Wang Jue saw the trick, "Everyone said they envied us Xiangyu Pavilion, but they only saw wolves eating meat, but didn't see it. Wolves get beaten."

The owner of the Wang Pavilion began to sell miserably, "In my opinion, this Baoyu City is not so much a 'treasure place' as a 'disaster place'. Extreme disasters such as thunderstorms in the spirit sky should be seen once every ten years, but Baoyu City has been destroyed in recent years. It's been almost a year and ten."

As soon as these words came out, all the suzerain and patriarchs gasped.

The thunderstorm in the spirit sky itself is extremely destructive, not to mention that the turbulent flow of spiritual power and thunderstorm can cause fires, corrode houses, damage buildings, and endanger people's lives.The chain reaction is even more tricky, often accompanied by earthquakes, floods, and mudslides.

Wang Jue's words are here - it is true that he has abundant spiritual power, but he must be destined to practice here.

With a long sigh, Wang Jue continued: "In recent years, it has only been for disaster relief, and Lingjue is a flower of flowing water. It is really difficult to make ends meet. I have invested a lot of my own private property. Not to mention the outstanding disciples who died in the disaster relief, alas, That's all heartbreak!"

"Hey, no one in this world cries for poverty, even Xiangyu Pavilion can't cry for poverty!"

The suzerain of a small sect said: "Which sect doesn't have any spirit tools produced by Guige? Since Xiangyu Pavilion is short of money, why not sell more spirit tools and spirit weapons? This is a good thing for mutual benefit. !"

The suzerain who made the statement was a vassal of Fu Yangfeng, so these words must have been instructed by Fu Yangfeng.

The spiritual tool is not the point, this move is intended for the spiritual weapon crafted by Luanxi.

Small sects hope to strengthen their own armed forces, and powerful large sects may even try to imitate and decipher the secrets.

The adults come and go during the banquet, and their decency and etiquette are covered by open guns and hidden arrows.But the juniors who had finished the opening ceremony didn't have that temper.

On the way back to Yan Han Mansion, the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Nine out of ten of these "kids" sent out by the elders to show off have been praised as "sons of heaven's pride".

"Xiangyu Pavilion disciples are not allowed to participate." Shu Cai said lightly.

"Understood." Everyone answered in unison.

In order not to expose the existence of Tongtian Shenmu, all the disciples of Shenmu School who participated in the "Xuanwa Baby" contest moved to Yanhan Mansion temporarily.

After leaving the comfortable dormitory of the Shenmu School, the disciples were inevitably a little depressed when they had to go with this group of people with their nostrils upturned and pecking at each other.

Fortunately, these yin and yang things are just making noise outside of them.

One is because the host is not easy to provoke; the other is because it may not be able to beat.

Only the disciples of the four major sects are comparable in strength to the Xiangyu Pavilion.Among them, Shuangye Mountain, Lingtianmen and Xiangyu Pavilion will not do such boring things because of the mutual benefit of business; Fu Yangfeng and Hongjianzong are after all the children of Dazong, so they have to put on airs.

As a result, no one would provoke Xiangyu Pavilion.

Just before Shenmushu and his party arrived at the residence, the leader of Hongjianzong stopped Shu Cai.

"Girl, please stay."

The visitor had a straight face, a double-ring knotted Confucian sash around his waist, and a long tassel trailing behind him, which was very elegant.

"I heard that many eating places and shops in the city provide delivery services. I wonder if these vendors can enter and exit the Xiangyu Pavilion?"

Shu Cai smiled and said: "You are the eighth son of Hongjian Zongzhuo, Chen Tianzhuo, right? At present, traders from all walks of life are not allowed to enter the Xiangyu Pavilion. If the noble sect needs anything, please make a list and hand it to Tongshilou together with the deposit That’s it. Tongshilou disciples can act as agents.”

"So that's it, thank you miss." Zhuo Chentian took out a list, "Then I'll be in trouble, miss."

Suddenly, Cang Lan stepped forward and grabbed Shu Cai's hand who was about to accept the order.

Cang Lan is wearing male make-up today, and the sword-brows she draws have a bit of sharp meaning.

She said with a deep smile: "Mr. Zhuoba may have misunderstood. There are no servants in the Xiangyu Pavilion. This girl is the chief disciple of our Xiangyu Pavilion."

Hearing this, both Shu Cai and Zhuo Chentian were stunned for a moment.

Only now did the disciples of Xiangyu Pavilion understand that Zhuo Chentian actually thought that Shu Cai was just a maid leading the way.

On weekdays, Shu Cai always takes care of the people around her habitually. Even her classmates who are older than her often call "Sister Cai" when they need her help.Zhuo Chentian's demeanor was gentle, and everyone didn't realize that it was a tone of politely ordering his servants.

Shu Cai's complexion remained unchanged, she cupped her fists and said, "I'm Shu Cai, the chief disciple of Xiangyu Pavilion and Mr. Song Yun's direct disciple. Mr. Zhuo, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhuo Chentian's expression on the other side moved slightly, he took back the list in his hand, returned the gift, and said: "I have offended you so much, please forgive me, miss."

After a few words of politeness, the two sides went to their own courtyards in the Yanhan mansion.

Hearing that the Xiangyu Pavilion actually selected a woman with the lowest spiritual power as the head, Hong Jianzong's disciples exchanged glances, and they all felt that this move was absurd and funny.

At this time, the distance between the two parties was already very far, but it was still within the hearing range of a high-level spirit master.The disciples of Hongjianzong sneered and discussed this matter, whether they thought that the disciples of Xiangyu Pavilion were not strong enough to hear it, or they didn't care that Xiangyu Pavilion heard it at all.

"If all the mourning dogs in Xiangyu Pavilion are at the second and third tiers, she would be the best choice. But there are fifth-tier disciples, and she still comes out to jump, it's really ridiculous."

"Hu Meizi's personal biography, this 'Chief' is probably also a sacrifice for Shuangxiu."

"That woman is pretty good-looking, but at most she's above average. There are countless women who are prettier than her. Why did you choose her?"

"With a little candlelight in the middle of the night, who can see the face clearly? The sacrificial offering looks good, so it's better to use it."

Hearing this, Cang Lan approached Shu Cai, gently embraced her shoulders, and patted her comfortingly twice.

The second son of the Tie family was violent, he turned around and took a step in the direction of the Hongjianzong disciple.

"Tie Yi." Shu Cai looked very calm, and called out to the emotional Tie Xue in a deep voice.

Disciples of various sects in the competition should not clash outside the arena, this is what they have said long ago.

"Tell me what I told you before."

Tie Yi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth slowly, "Don't hear bad or bad reputation, don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, don't worry about safety and danger, don't worry about gain or loss."

"Go back and copy the soft pen ten times, and you will have a long memory." Shu Cai turned around and said indifferently to the crowd: "Don't worry about it, we will see the result in the arena. The more crazy they dance now, the more they will be unable to get off the stage in the future."

After finishing speaking, Shu Cai winked at Liu Zhiliu.

Liu Zhiliu blinked knowingly, everyone's little brother Liuliu Yuncai had to run to appease Tie Erpang.

And the chief also has caring Cang Lan to send warmth.

"Our dishes are the best, don't worry about those sour vats." Cang Lan rubbed Shu Cai's shoulder with just the right amount of fingertips.

Shu Cai couldn't help but burst into a "puchi" laugh, "Young Master Lan, why don't you marry me!"

"You can marry! Do you want Cai Cai to be my eighth concubine?"

"The eighth house? Young Master Lan's kindness, I appreciate it, so I won't mess with your harem. I'm afraid that all your seven houses will run away with me." Shu Cai joked.

……

Night, Songyun Mansion.

"Master! I'm going to die of anger! I don't know why their thoughts are so dirty! Listen, which sentence is human?"

Shu Cai, who was calm and calm in front of others, turned into an angry little firecracker when facing her master and senior brothers behind her.

Yan Luo knew that Shu Cai was impatient, so he specially warmed the tea before stuffing it into her hand, nodded and said, "Hong Jianzong is nothing."

Seeing Shu Cai "grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" after drinking tea and wiping her mouth, she put the teacup heavily on the table.Song Yun smiled helplessly, and refilled the three of them with warm tea.

"They talk about me, but I don't really care. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, I'm really a bit 'not worthy of the name'. ..."

Speaking of this, Shu Cai couldn't continue, her eyes turned red.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and said bitterly: "Don't they like to gossip? Hurry up and let the chicken..."

Realizing that she subconsciously mentioned someone, Shu Cai stopped talking, her little face collapsed on the spot.

"It's okay, Cai'er don't be angry."

Song Yun raised his hand to stroke Shu Cai's hair, and lightly flicked her forehead.

"Thank you Cai'er for remembering the feelings of being a teacher. Those gossips and gossips can't hurt me at all, so don't worry about it. Shuzi's arrogance is not enough to make our lucky Cai'er angry with them. Come, give me a smile."

Shu Cai pulled a forced smile from the corner of her mouth, and turned to pouting and nestled on the couch with the futon in her arms.

Under the soft light of the spirit stone lamp, Song Yun spread out the scroll behind the desk.

"Let's get down to business. This banquet, I'm really sweating. I'm afraid all the sects can't sit still." Song Yun's pen galloped between the pages, making a "rustling" sound, " Shuangye Mountain remains neutral, Lingtianmen stays out of the matter, Fuyang Peak takes the lead in provoking troubles, Hongjianzong hangs high..."

Yan Luo wiped his glasses with a handkerchief, and asked: "Sir, the fake bone creature, Yanggou Village, Dinghai Lingzhu... these things are not very closely related. Is it possible that it is just a coincidence planned by several forces?"

"It may also be that the alliance between them is very loose, which is why they appear so fragmented." Shu Cai analyzed while pinching the futon: "But starting from the South China Sea, their cooperation has become more and more close, and there must be some variables in it .”

Song Yun nodded and said: "Cai'er is right. The sharp decline in the aura of heaven and earth brought to the surface the conflicts that had been hidden for many years between the sects. They were in a hurry, so they showed their feet in front of Xiangyu Pavilion."

The "Bone Creature" and "Yanggou Village" on the paper were circled by Song Yun and connected online.

"We have lived in Baoyu City for a long time, and we don't have an obvious feeling about this, but when we travel, we can really feel that the outside world's aura is pitifully small. For the spiritual master, the aura of the world is a necessary resource for cultivation. Now that there are too many monks, it's no wonder they are eager to develop Drugs that enhance psychic power."

The glasses were wiped bright by Yan Luo and returned to the bridge of the nose.He thought thoughtfully: "Besides, the matter of them stealing the Dinghai Lingzhu is also a bit strange. Why did it involve so many sects? Aren't they afraid of uneven distribution of spoils?"

Song Yun shook his head, he didn't think of a reason for this.

At this moment, Shu Cai's eyes rolled a few times, and she tentatively called "Master".

With the tacit understanding between their master and apprentice, Song Yun knew from this tone that Xiaocai must have some kind of crazy idea in his head.He put down his pen, picked up his teacup, turned around and threw the word "Shuo".

Shu Cai blinked her eyes and said: "I heard a saying, 'The sound of the wind and the rain, all the sound of the world, enters the ears of the Lingfengtang'. Master, is it possible for the Lingfengtang to know the inside story? Shall we listen to it? Fengtang asked?"

Just touching the teacup's lips, Song Yun could not help but chuckled and said, "Do you want me to go to the Lingfeng Hall to find information, or do you want me to find someone?"

"Neither of them." Shu Cai, who had been seen through, insisted: "It's looking for chickens."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Luo copied the book on the case and tapped it on Shu Cai's head.

Shu Cai hugged her head and let out an "ouch".

"The one who should come back will naturally come back. He has to wait for him to figure it out."

Song Yun turned the teacup in his hand and thoughtfully said: "This matter is complicated and secretive, even the Lingfeng Hall may not know it all. And we have asked the Lingfeng Hall about this matter itself, and it will become the leader of the Lingfeng Hall. Intelligence. It is not advisable to act rashly until it is clear where it stands.”

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the leaves in the courtyard had changed from green to bright yellow, with brown spots on them.The evening wind blows strongly, making the branches waving messily.Pieces of fallen leaves rub each other and fall in the water of the residual lotus pool.

I don't know if Songyun's newly planted saplings can survive.

Song Yun walked to the window and found that the air became very cold and oppressive, obviously it was going to rain.

He murmured: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building."

Saying that, Song Yun gently closed the window to keep out the coming wind and rain.

He added: "It's cold, we need to add clothes in time."

The two disciples agreed.

"However, there is one thing that deserves our attention. You two, do you still remember the merman puppet that Xuan Zifeng pointed out?"

Song Yun turned around and picked up a pen, and "Dinghai Lingzhu" and "Shaman Living Puppet" appeared on the paper.

Yan and Shu nodded, thinking of the poor merman with five poisonous demon patterns on his body.

"Actually, it's been a long time since Dark and Deep Valley got this merman." Yan Luo recalled: "Senior Jingshu's Heaven and Earth Wisdom contains information about all the merman in his territory. This merman should be 180 years old. He was taken away by humans before and made into a living puppet."

"In other words, this merman has been passed down in the Dark Valley for three or four generations, right?" Shu Cai lowered her eyes, she obviously felt sorry for the merman who lost her freedom.

Song Yun said: "The lifespan of the sharks is between three and 500 years, but in the hands of humans, they can't live up to the natural lifespan. The lifespan of the sharks in the dark valley may be coming to an end. Maybe , that's why they stole the Dinghai Lingzhu."

For a while, the three of them were silent, and they all sighed again.

Shu Cai sat up from the couch, "Brother, after the mermaid living puppets are out of human control, can they return to the mermaid crowd?"

Hearing this, Yan Luo said helplessly: "Don't even think about saving the shark. It's the dark valley, not Baoyu City. There is no Mr. and Xiangyu Pavilion for you. Can the shark live as a puppet?" It is not clear that it cannot be separated from human control, so you can calm down."

The small vegetables that had finally been straightened up a little bit slumped back on the couch.

"Understood. I just thought in my heart and asked with my mouth. I won't risk my life and the position of Xiangyu Pavilion." Shu Cai pulled Song Yun's sleeve and told him what her master taught. "I know I can't save all the souls, so I have to empathize properly, this time the head office, right?"

The words that came to his lips were blocked by this little clever ghost, Song Yun was not annoyed, but just smiled and sighed "You".

The raindrops hit the eaves with the chill of late autumn and winter.

Songyun suddenly remembered that the branches of the Shenmu hadn't come to him for tea for a long time.

"Who said that the spiritual power of our Xiangyu Pavilion is not exhausted?"

The night rain was noisy, and only a long sigh remained.