Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

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Fang Yanchu remained silent and did not answer. There are still three days until the Lantern Festival, and Lu Jingqiao may not be able to complete the tribulation in these three days.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it is really completed, Jielei will stay in the sky above Chongming City for a period of time for Lu Jingqiao to repair.After the tribulation is completed, Lu Jingqiao will face double temptations from the Taoist organization and Penglai. They will try to draw Lu Jingqiao into their camp.

"Master..." Ji Qianshan's face changed, and he tore himself off Fang Yanchu unwillingly, with lowered eyebrows and low voice, "Doesn't Master's words count?"

Fang Yanchu was also wronged, obviously he couldn't do what he said so swearingly that day: "I..."

"Master, stop talking." Before he could speak, Ji Qianshan covered his mouth with his hand and looked at him disapprovingly, "You don't need to apologize to anyone. Master is busy with business, I understand , Qian Shan must stay at home obediently and will not cause trouble for Master."

He had a well-behaved face, sitting on the bed with indifferent brows and eyes, his small face was exposed under the rolled up quilt, looking pitiful and cute, Fang Yanchu stroked his hair: "You take care of the house, I will fight for it."

"Well, yes!" Ji Qianshan nodded heavily, and put his hands on his head to cover Fang Yanchu's, "Master, don't worry!"

When Fang Yanchu left, Ji Qianshan jumped down from the bed with a whoosh, opened the curtains, pulled out his inner demon from his shadow, and threw it on the ground.His inner demon was suddenly pulled out and fell to the ground. He was a little dazed, but he was even more dazed after hearing Ji Qianshan's words.

"Didn't you promise Master that you would stay at home well?"

Ji Qianshan gently stroked the black panther's neck, and let out a soft hum from his nostrils: "I lied to him."

He was very upset. How could Fang Yanchu go back on what he had promised?Even if Lu Jingqiao is going to cross the catastrophe, isn't it just crossing the catastrophe?Which cultivator in the world does not want to cross the catastrophe, is it only Lu Jingqiao who is so precious that he needs a saint to protect the Dharma?

"That won't work!" The heart demon struggled to break free from Ji Qianshan's clutches, "I am the heart demon, you are the devil, if the two of us enter the range of Lu Jingqiao's robbery cloud, it will be more difficult for him to overcome the robbery Now, if the Dao of Heaven is at work, it will be Master who suffers."

The old god Ji Qianshan shook his head on the ground and said: "I didn't let you enter his Jieyun range." To stare, he will not ignorantly add trouble to Fang Yanchu.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want you to take the little black cat out."

"where to?"

Ji Qianshan smiled mysteriously. He seemed to have an infinite sense of superiority over the inner demons who had 1000 years less experience than himself. He nodded outside the door: "Go to the Taoist organization and block them."

Fang Yanchu was worried about three things, one was the Dao of Heaven, the other was Penglai, and the third was the Taoist organization.The power of the Taoist organization can be said to be big or small, if it is big, they are not as big as the Dao of Heaven, but if it is small and seriously tripping His Highness Ling Yun, it can hold them back for a while.

Lu Jingqiao crossed the catastrophe, it can be said that his neck was choked by Tiandao, he just wanted to be able to stop the people organized by the Taoist organization so as not to hold back Master.

"That Penglai..."

"You don't have to worry about Penglai." Ji Qianshan shook his head, "They won't come."

The Penglai people think highly of themselves, and they look down on these ascetics who have cultivated steadily step by step outside Penglai. No matter how talented Lu Jingqiao is in their hearts, they can't match a natural fairy.What's more, Penglai has enmity with Master...

Based on Ji Qianshan's experience, Penglai has never tried to win over people from Lingyun Palace, as if he knew that Lingyun Palace was abandoned by Heaven.They have always stood on the other side of Lingyun Palace, attacking Fang Yanchu, blocking Kong Qu and even trying to kill Ji Qianshan.

"The little black cat and I went to block the Taoist organization, so what are you doing at home?"

"Me?" Ji Qianshan let go of the black leopard's neck, turned around and sat down on the bed, and hugged a pillow casually, "I'm at home looking after the house. I promised Master, how can I break my promise?"

"..." The heart demon looked at his natural face and was speechless, thinking in his heart that I am so shameless?If you don't break your promise, it means I will break your promise?You are an honest and good baby at home, so I have to work hard and get you to sue me for being bad, right?

Two or three days is not long, and it will pass soon.This year's Shangyuan Festival in Lingyun Temple is unprecedentedly deserted. Zhou Jidao, who has always presided over the overall situation, was dispatched to the back mountain with a word by the younger martial uncle, and the younger martial uncle also entered the back mountain to protect Lu Jingqiao. There is only one Ji Qianshan left.

As for Ji Qianshan, at best he has no distractions, at best he doesn't care about anything else, he knows what he's doing in his junior uncle's room every day.They didn't dare to bother him hastily, after all, the newcomer is the little uncle's confidant, so maybe one day he will blow some pillow wind while the little uncle is sleeping.

Youdao is a hero who is sad for a beauty, and I don't know why the hero, the little uncle, fell on the little beauty Ji Qianshan.

The Xiaodao boys in Lingyun Temple gave up this Shangyuan Festival tacitly, and only bought a few bags of glutinous rice balls and boiled them in a large pot, and each of them ate two of them.Ji Qianshan didn't share it with Ji Qianshan, and Ji Qianshan didn't seem to want them either. When he entered the kitchen at night, he looked at the glutinous rice balls in their bowls and frowned in distaste: "Are the glutinous rice balls bought outside delicious?"

The little Taoist boys didn't know what Ji Qianshan wanted to do, so they held a bowl and said, "It's okay, do you want to eat, brother?"

"No, you can eat by yourself." Ji Qianshan lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the half pot of boiling water that hadn't been poured out, frowned again, and turned around to remind, "Wash the pot first after cooking."

"Oh!" In fact, it's not that the Taoist boys don't clean up the kitchen, it's just that the glutinous rice balls that have just been cooked have to be eaten, and it only takes two to three minutes.

Rolling up his sleeves, Ji Qianshan picked up the rag while turning on the faucet: "Don't worry about it, I'll do it."

Now that he took over, the others didn't have to argue with him, they went out to eat in their dining room with their own rice bowls, and only Ji Qianshan was left to clean up in the kitchen.He is good at craftsmanship, of course he doesn't like the glutinous rice balls bought by the Taoist boys outside, but now he is alone, and he has no interest in doing such troublesome things, so he boiled a pot of water and sprinkled noodles.

The noodles were rolled out in advance, and the soup was prepared in advance, but after a while Ji Qianshan brought a bowl full of noodles from the kitchen. The soup was clear and transparent. Round shrimp and a handful of green onions.

"I'm not in the temple, you just eat this?"

The voice from the restaurant was familiar and warm. Ji Qianshan held the bowl, his eyes lit up, and he took two quick steps to close the door of the restaurant.Putting down the bowl, Ji Qianshan looked deeply at the person in front of him, and a trace of grievance appeared in his eyes involuntarily: "Isn't Master saying that you can't come?"

"I promised you." Fang Yanchu coaxed in a low voice, "It doesn't count if you can't speak. Master will take you to see the lamp, okay?"

"There are no lights..."

Lu Jingqiao's catastrophe has attracted countless thunderstorms. In spring, it not only rains but also thunders, which is not a good omen.Under the overcast clouds, the moon was covered by thick clouds. In previous years, the ghost market on the Lantern Festival was very lively, but once Lu Jingqiao passed the catastrophe, all the spirits and monsters in the ghost market were hidden, and they were going to come out after the disaster. Activity.The light market in the world is still on, but it is almost ten o'clock and it is time to disperse the market.

Fang Yanchu held Ji Qianshan's hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, come with me."

Following Fang Yanchu's familiarity, he bypassed the entrance of the back mountain and embarked on a desolate and remote trail.Ji Qianshan doubted his own memory for the first time. He had been in Lingyun Temple for so many years, so why didn't he know that there was a second way up to the main peak.

"Master..." He was a little hesitant, not because he was afraid but because he was a little apprehensive. This kind of dark environment easily aroused the demonic nature in his heart. With the demonic nature, people would no longer be human. He was afraid of scaring Fang Yanchu.

"Shhh—" Fang Yanchu took the time to turn around and gestured quietly to him, then turned around and pulled him to turn left and right, and finally stood on a platform.

The platform is backed by high mountains, firmly blocking the howling north wind.There is a vast world in front of me, and the lights on the ground are flowing and gradually extinguished. In the gradually dimming lights of the world, the dark clouds in the high sky are getting thicker and thicker, pressing down straight down, making people feel heavy.

Fang Yanchu raised his hand, and an invisible wind rose from the bottom, and rushed straight to the sky, blowing away the clouds.The night sky without clouds is extremely vast, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky in the vast night sky, shining quietly on the sky and the earth.

Ji Qianshan stared blankly at the moonlight that suddenly appeared in the sky, knowing that it was a means for a saint to communicate with heaven and earth, and suddenly took a step forward to put on Fang Yanchu's shoulder: "Master..."

Fang Yanchu smiled and didn't answer, but pushed his back and took a step forward, and said softly, "Close your eyes."

"Master, I..."

"Close your eyes."

Unable to resist Fang Yanchu's order, Ji Qianshan slowly closed his eyes, feeling the softened night wind blowing over his face, listening to the small voices around him, and only slowly opened his eyes when he heard Fang Yanchu's voice.

"There is no lamp market in the human world anymore." Fang Yanchu said, "But it is not necessary to go to the human world to see the lamps. It is the same here."

Opening his eyes, the tiny lights shone into his eyes.Kongming lanterns from the south of the city were released one by one, riding the night wind slowly up, crossing countless tall buildings and rivers, competing to fly to the silent night sky.A little bit of light is like a little bit of starlight, rising from the earth to the sky.

"I heard that Kongming lanterns are very effective in making wishes. Let's make a wish." Fang Yanchu cast his eyes on Ji Qianshan, pouring out a different kind of gentleness and peace, "You can make a wish."

Even if I do everything, it will be done for you.