The strategy of chasing masters

"What's the difference?" Mu Yaoling's sense of smell has always been insensitive.

Zhou Mu shook his head slightly: "It's hard for me to say that. Although I have a good nose, I don't understand medicine. I only know that the white powder at the bottom of the glazed cup is somewhat similar to a drug!"

Mu Yaoling followed Jianzong since he was a child, so he has some understanding of swordsmanship, but he doesn't know anything about spices and medicine.

Zhou Mu peeled off the cocoon, and advanced layer by layer: "This is Wunan Town, so who is Du Ruo's father? When Du Ruo returned to the hut, we passed by the side street again, but we never saw the big mouth woman. Who is so fast? Quick, can you clean up the pieces of the glazed cup so cleanly that there is no trace of residue on the ground?"

This series of questions made Zhou Mu suddenly understand something, and an ominous premonition sprouted in his heart. He didn't say any more, but urged Mu Yaoling: "Hurry up, cast a spell and burn the forest!"

Mu Yaoling seemed to be enlightened, and he made a decision without hesitation. He ignited a ball of fire in his palm and hit the forest, and then flew into the air, hanging in the air.

"Idiot, what are you doing flying up to the sky now, hurry up and save the master!" Zhou Mu was almost pissed off by Mu Yao.

Mu Yaoling moved forward with his right hand and went straight to the hut, but it was too late, the whole forest disappeared with the hut turning into a wisp of green smoke, and what was left was only scorched earth!

"I'm not afraid of my opponent being cruel, but my teammates are stupid!" Zhou Mu gritted his teeth.

Although Mu Yaoling knew there was something wrong in his heart, he still said bravely: "You are smart, why do you still rely on me to display your spiritual power?"

It's all right now, the only clue is broken, it's really like looking for a needle in a haystack!

Zhou Mu is like a discouraged ball, with his left arm hanging down listlessly.

Mu Yaoling was even more energetic: "Don't look like this, if we don't find Master quickly, our time to find the Mieling Sword will be delayed, and when the things under the Demon Locking Tower come out, the world will definitely be in chaos! "

Zhou Mu nodded, Mu Yaoling is not too stupid to be cured after all.

The weather in autumn is a bit cold in the middle of the night, so walking aimlessly like this is not an option, it is better to rest on the spot first, and when I leave this wilderness tomorrow, I will return to the town and arrest a few people to ask.

Mu Yaoling collected materials locally, built a fire, sat by the fire and discussed with Zhou Mu about arresting people for interrogation the next day, and suddenly remembered the final prize "Golden Judgment Technique".

Zhou Mu smiled and said, "I brought it with me. I heard that every monk wants to have this practice secret book."

"Hmph, only those lazy and useless people will use cheats and try to take shortcuts!" Mu Yaoling dismissed this, and he looked down on those who didn't work hard and wanted to take shortcuts the most.

Zhou Mu opened the bag and took out the scroll that was only seven inches long and handed it to his right hand: "Don't say that, sometimes people have to take shortcuts, otherwise they will be too far behind others, and they will not be able to gain a foothold in the arena!"

Before Mu Yaoling came to Shangxian Palace, he had been in the world of mortals for two or three years. He also knew some things in his heart. In his previous life, he pretended to be doing nothing and was looked down upon by his peers. Fortunately, Gu Wanyan supported him. Don't dare to do anything to him, if it were another disciple, he might be bullied behind his back.

Mu Yaoling and Zhou Mu opened the "Golden Judgment Technique", a golden light pierced through the night, causing them to raise their sleeves to cover their eyes.

"Ah! It's finally out!"

Mu Yaoling put down his left and right hands at the same time, the golden light disappeared, and a firefly with a round head flew around in front of his eyes. The sentence just now was what it said!

"Fireflies can still talk?" Zhou Mu was curious.

The little guy is very reluctant to be regarded as a firefly: "You are the firefly, and your whole family is a firefly!"

Mu Yaoling stretched out his hand and poked the round head: "You are not a firefly, what are you?"

"This elf is raised in books and ink, omniscient, omniscient!"

The little guy shook his lighted tail proudly.

"Then do you know where my master is?" Mu Yaoling was most concerned about this.

The elf shook his head: "This... I don't know this elf!"

"Don't you know everything, don't you know everything?" Mu Yaoling mocked.

The elf drooped his head: "Isn't that to increase fame!"

"There are many ways to improve your reputation, why do you have to talk about it?" Mu Yaoling still cares about these things at this time.

Zhou Mu finally couldn't listen anymore, and asked, "Tell me what you know!"

The elf's drooping head recovered instantly, and Shui Ling's eyes brightened: "I will help you answer all the questions recorded in the books!"

"That means you still can't help me find Master!" Mu Yaoling was a little frustrated, thinking that some clever little thing could help, but it was just a decoration!

Mu Yaoling was too lazy to say a word with worthless things.

Zhou Mu found it quite interesting, and chatted with the elf for a few words: "Do you have a name?"

"Yes, I have!"

"what?"

"Elves!"

"..."

Zhou Mu buried his face in his palm, he might be a bookworm!I don't expect it to help anymore, but there is still a glimmer of hope: "Do you know the river god?"

"I know this. It is recorded in the Book of Folk Rumors that in ancient times there was a long river, Yuanxiang, which straddled the plains and led directly to the Western Regions. There was a dragon in it, known as the God of the River, so that he could marry a beautiful man!"

After the elf finished speaking, he hugged the six paws together and gave a shabby beat.

"What are you afraid of? The River God doesn't like you!" Mu Yaoling pointed at the elf's head.

Zhou Mu's face was full of disgust: "Then do you know why the River God likes to marry men?"

"This elf can only say things that are recorded in the book!"

"There is no distinction between men and women in the realm of cultivation, not to mention that they have already become gods, not to mention which gods and immortals have no eccentricities!" Mu Yaoling thought he was smart for a while, but in fact he was extremely stupid.

Zhou Mu snorted coldly: "Your stupidity is hopeless!"

Mu Yaoling couldn't count the number of times Zhou Mu called him stupid, and said angrily: "I warn you, if I hear you call me stupid again, I will drive you out of your body and make you a lonely soul." Wild ghost!"

"Hey! Don't let anyone tell you that you are stupid!" Zhou Mu sighed.

The elf was puzzled by the master who was talking to himself, and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

Only then did Mu Yaoling and Zhou Mu notice the bewildered elf.

Smiling at the elf, the two souls began to fight over who should speak.

After some quarreling, Zhou Mu finally expressed his thoughts: "This is nothing more than an illusory legend!"

"Why do you know?" The elf was curious about things that were not recorded in the book.

Zhou Mu explained: "First of all, we have never seen a long river across the plain; secondly, there are three engagements and six ceremonies for mortals to get married, and the cheerleading team is locked. People are kidnapped, at the bottom of the embankment and at the Jiaobei bar! Well, even if the river god kidnaps people quietly, then think about it, whose son is lost, and will not send someone to look for it? In the end, the river god only marries beautiful men. Looking at Wunan Town, there are not even old men and boys, which is very strange!"

After being mentioned by Zhou Mu in this way, Mu Yaoling gradually understood: "So, do you suspect that someone here is using the guise of the river god to marry a male wife to harm a man?"

"It's not impossible! After all, some monsters only suck the energy of men!" Zhou Mu nodded.

But Mu Yaoling felt that it was impossible: "Master is the number one sword sect in the world, those monsters and goblins should see him detour, and if they want to suck his energy, it depends on whether those things have this life!"

"My God!" Zhou Mu raised his left hand, which he could control, and placed it on his forehead, "Once the incense in the glass cup enters the wound, the medicine will be more effective! Master is just a sword sect, and he doesn't understand medicine! "

"That's right, why didn't I think of that! Then we have to hurry up and save Master!" Mu Yaoling suddenly realized.

Zhou Mu thought for a while, thought hard, and finally came up with an idea: "You write a banner for me, and I will take it to town tomorrow. I don't believe that this harmful thing won't come out!"

"What banner?"

Zhou Mu muttered a few words in a low voice, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bag, and after Mu Yaoling finished writing, he hung it on a small branch to dry.

Early the next morning, Mu Yaoling held a banner saying "I have admired the river god for a long time, I hope the river god will marry me" and shouted that he wanted to marry the river god while walking all the way.

At first, it only attracted some onlookers, and then dispersed. Until noon, there was still no movement. Mu Yaoling had to find someone with a lot of traffic, knelt on the ground and shouted: "I have admired the river god for a long time. I hope the river god will marry me!" For a wife!"

About half an hour later, the big-mouthed woman pushed another cart of glazed cups past. Mu Yaoling deliberately rushed up, pretending to be caught by something, flew backwards, fell on the cart, and smashed the glazed cup.

Sure enough, the glazed cup shattered easily, and the white powder at the bottom entered from various wounds on the body as if giving life.

Mu Yaoling got up and didn't take two steps before he passed out. In a daze, he felt as if he was being carried all the way.

When he woke up, he was wearing wedding clothes, covered his head, and was sitting in an eight-carried sedan chair, with the sound of being locked outside.

Zhou Mu laughed softly, "After observing for a long time, I still fell for it!"

Mu Yaoling wanted to sit in a different position, but found that his body could not move at all, as if his bones had been pulled out, limp and weak.

Listening to Zhou Mu's tone of voice just now, he thought that half of his body could move: "Zhou Mu, move to the left!"

"I can't move, I'm powerless!"

"What drug did they use, so powerful?"

"I don't know!" Zhou Mu found that he couldn't even control his neck.

I don't know how long it took before Jiaozi sang outside. It wasn't a happy song, nor a mourning song, but a song from the Book of Songs:

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

Even if I don't go, Zi Ning doesn't speak.

Qingqingzipei thinks leisurely.

Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Xi Xi pick up in the city of Xi Que.

Not seeing each other for a day is like March!

"Oh, it seems that this river god is trapped by love!" Zhou Mu sighed softly.

"How did you know that?" Mu Yaoling devoted himself to cultivation, so naturally he didn't know these love poems, and it was even more impossible for Gu Wanyan to teach him.

"This is a love poem in the world. It tells the story of two people who love each other cut off contact, have no news, miss each other, and look forward to seeing each other day and night!" Zhou Mu explained patiently.

"Ah? Then what kind of handsome man do you think will make the river god so obsessed?" Mu Yaoling was very surprised.

"How do I know, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't be more beautiful than Master!" Zhou Mu's face was full of peach.