Drink Cang Records

...Could it be that he used his mental strength just now, and now he relaxed and lost consciousness?

Yue Qinglong sat on the ground, adjusted his breath for a while, and felt that there was no accumulated injury in his body. Looking around, it seemed to be a silent bamboo forest, without any murderous intent.She let go of her consciousness, and there was no one around, so she came back and turned over Mu Qingyang's unconscious body, suddenly her hands stopped, and she saw a corner of the book spine protruding from Mu Qingyang's arms.

The spine of this book is in the shape of a crouching blood-eyed wolf beast, which is the only one in the world.

Yue Qinglong was very sure, because this Yan Luo Book...she had seen it before, no one knew where this Yan Luo Book came from, and according to the few words of the World Destroyer, someone speculated that the Yan Luo Book contained , those people on the list, or mortals without the power to restrain a chicken, or the mighty men of the world, are all targets to be killed, and they will not even have reincarnation after death...

Then, is her Yue Qinglong's name also on it?

Yue Qinglong's fingertips trembled and she swallowed lightly.

As an anomalous existence in every sense, she dare not bet on it.

Let's take a look, if her name is not there, she can feel at ease. If it is, she has to kill Mu Qingyang right here...before he grows up.

"If I'm in the Yan Luo Book, then I'm sorry, you will die or I will die... Fight now so that I will have a chance in the future." Muttering in a low voice, Yue Qinglong tightened his spiritual sense, and slowly hooked his two fingers together The corner of the book, pull it out slowly.

The moment the book was in her hands, the raised copper-colored patterns on it made her tremble, and she had the illusion that these patterns were turning around like the sun, moon and stars.

Yue Qinglong bit her lower lip lightly, and slowly opened the title page... She had heard of the special features of this book. Except for the master and the people recognized by the master, everyone who read this book, opened any Pages, all you see are blank, unless the name is already in Yan Luo Book.

The moment Yue Qinglong saw the ink marks on the yellowed paper, Yue Qinglong's eyes widened...but it wasn't her name.

"Woman who thinks she is smart, this is not the Yan Luo Book that ordinary people are afraid of. It is only by listening to my words that you can change your destiny... Do you know?"

Before Yue Qinglong passed out, the only thing she saw was this line of words, and the cold tone that penetrated into the bottom of her heart at the same time.

……

After all, his physique was not as good as that of a monk. Mu Qingyang lost consciousness for a little longer, and when he regained consciousness, there were waves of dull pain in his head.

The spiritual talent bestowed by the blood of the mother clan is undoubtedly crushing level, but at the same time, the sequelae are also crushing level...

When the brain-grinding pain subsided a bit, Mu Qingyang opened his eyes, and at a glance, he saw Yue Qinglong standing on one side with his hands folded, looking at him with a pair of normally nimble black eyes.

"One overdraft damages the brain, and more than ten times will directly go crazy. According to the frequency of your life-threatening, you can figure it out yourself. How long before I can experience the feeling of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person."

For a moment, the churning pain in his mind was completely ignored. After a long time together, Mu Qingyang could even clearly see the swing of the corner of that person's clothes.Mu Qingyang's pupils narrowed slightly, and he stared blankly at the person leaning on the tree looking at him in front of him, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Are you... are you here to see me... or are you here to inquire about crimes?"

'Yue Qinglong' raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I thought your first sentence would be a little bit distressing to see if your little female companion was eaten raw by me."

Mu Qing shook his head, but didn't say anything, as if he was obsessed with his question.

Slightly slender fingers turned the pages of the book one by one, and finally closed them lightly. The girl with an air of ice and snow on her face threw the book back into Mu Qingyang's arms indifferently.

"This 'Ling Cang Zhuan' you have looked at, but you haven't used it yet. But I don't want the things you took when you lied to me."

With five fingers dug deep into the ground suddenly, Mu Qingyang closed her eyes, with a gloomy expression, and said softly, "Sorry...in front of you, I always feel like a child who can't get candy, unconsciously... passionate."

"Qing Yang."

"……Um?"

"During the time I didn't supervise you, have you been hurt by the banshee?" Teacher Cang, wearing the banshee's skin, said seriously, obviously thinking in a different direction.

No, I'm really not interested in the noble cause of joining her army of spare tires...

Mu Qingyang decided to skip this topic for the time being, coughed lightly and said, "Why did you think about it? The spell of descending the gods needs to be arranged in advance. Did you just—"

"Because there are always thieves who want to take away my child bride-in-law, I am condescending to do my best to make the thieves go offline and think about their mistakes, do you have any opinions?"

A rare inexplicable emotion appeared on Mu Qing's dull face: "Then how long will she think about it?"

"Looking at my mood, it will take three or four months... Are you distressed?"

Mu Qingyang, who deeply felt the generation gap in communication, agreed again and again: "Don't dare... But don't you feel a lot of inconvenience when you descend on a woman?"

Cang Sang counted her fingers, and said calmly: "A mere female goblin, even though she has a lot of breasts, I have never paid attention to her."

... The Yue girl who was tricked by you has no place to cry, so don't dislike her anymore, really.

At this time, the spirit animal bag on Mu Qing's side moved slightly, something seemed to be arched inside, a fluffy head poked out, two small bean-like eyes turned around in confusion, and made a small sound, Crowing like a chick.

"This is..." Mu Qingyang remembered that this was the cub of the spirit beast that Ye Qiukuang had captured and raised for him. Generally speaking, the quality of the goods that passed through Ye Qiukuang's hands would not be too bad, but the growth cycle of spirit beasts is long, and Mu Qing Yang has never had any leisure to raise small animals.At this moment, I suddenly looked up and saw Cang Sang staring at the cub for a long time, and wanted to explain: "This is a young eagle owl caught by my brother, although I don't know what species it is..."

"good."

"……Eh?"

"The root bone is exquisite, and it shines brightly. This chicken must be the second junior brother you fancy as your master." As soon as Cang Sang stretched out his hand, the little eagle owl shook his wings and jumped towards him with great eyes. hand.

Mu Qingyang froze at that time: "Should I refute its type first or its seniority first..."

The second younger brother is obviously very flattering, relying on his age and race advantages to shamelessly rub Cang Sang's fingers, Master Cang was delighted to find a good apprentice, and Longxin was very happy: "Otherwise, you want to take someone for your teacher who will call for a hug from Master." Junior sister give it to you?"

Mu Qingyang roughly imagined this scene, and compared the second junior brother, although he grew up like a bird, he was less threatening, so he humiliatedly decided that it would be safer to be with chickens and dogs: "Just be happy."

"Then don't talk about it, it looks like you didn't have a plan. Before this girl died, I didn't know how you two eloped so sweetly. Tell me how you came here?"

Mu Qingyang stretched his muscles and bones, twisted the soil on the ground, and said: "Before I came here, I got a book on the ruins of the ancient sect. This book came by chance, and I didn't know a single word... I thought about it later. Thinking, as far as the shape of the characters is concerned, the grammar is not clear, so I naturally think that I don’t know what to learn, which coincides with the teachings of Hanhai Duyu Pavilion, and I wonder whether I should go back to the place where there are books to search.”

Cang Sang casually flipped through the so-called Heavenly Book that Mu Qingyang paid tribute to, and with a snort, tore off the thin booklets one by one, and said, "It's hard for you to see that the grammar is not good enough, so it's so far-fetched. The deduction attached. The records in this book are not words, but only pictures, a puzzle that even a three-year-old child can understand, and it is clearly presented to you, but you still want to explain it in grammar."

There are not many pages in the book of heaven, 36 pages, and a square map with faintly visible crooked lines. It turned out to be the complete map of the Water Xuanzong. A path leading to the library is written in black and white: The vast sea is formed by Here to go.

Mu Qingyang coughed dryly and said, "Anyway, we will reach the same goal by different routes..."

"It's your strong point to be wise and close to monsters, but it's your shortcoming that it's too much." Cang Sang looked up at the sky, and said: "Since the owner of this place has invited you, you should go there generously. You will kill me or kill me." No, I won't stop any of your actions."

"I..." Mu Qingyang hesitated for a moment, and said, "I never intended to harm you, but just wanted to prevent people like Rong Yang from continuing to appear."

"If it's Rong Yang, I'm afraid it's too late..." Cang Sang suddenly raised the corners of her lips, and that expression was interpreted on the delicate and delicate face of hibiscus, which was inexplicably confusing: "Before he banned a man called He Lin's child's half-soul is teaching Buddhism, and recently encountered confusion and went out of Yincanglou on his own."

Mu Qingyang's face changed slightly: "He Lin really did it?!"

"I asked him to do it. That stupid mortal broke your leg. Why not let him sleep for a year and a half?"

Mu Qingyang was heartbroken, and said a little helplessly, "Then... that's for me?"

"You should develop the concept of saving time and speed up your movements, otherwise I will be impatient to pull the progress bar..." Before Cang Sang finished speaking, the eagle owl on the shoulder suddenly let out a shriek, and then Mu Qingyang rushed to hear the sound. Come over and hold Cang Sang's shoulder and hide aside, there is a cold light behind him, and with a slight crack, a small green snake curled up and fell to the side, the scales of the snake were covered with frost in an instant, and immediately It shattered into an ice crystal with a bang.

"I can escape the poisonous snake and my sword energy in an instant, and protect the one I love, junior... your reflexes are still eye-catching, not as disgusting as the people in your hometown."

Rusting in the bamboo forest, a cold female voice suddenly came in, inexplicably giving people a feeling of ice and snow.

Mu Qingyang's breathing was slightly stagnant, but seeing that Cang Sang was still calm and expressionless, she didn't seem to want to negotiate with the inexplicable woman, so she said, "Thanks to the blue eyes, I wonder if senior can see it?"

The voice was silent for a moment, and suddenly an inexplicable force pulled Mu Qingyang, his figure swayed, and the relics of the deserted stele flew out without warning.

"The reserve seal?" The female voice was suspicious for a moment, then seemed to sigh, and sent the reserve seal back to Mu Qingyang's hands: "All the people in Jianzong are like this, even if you give them something to save their lives, they will eventually die." I can't protect them... I will meet you at the Feibai Pavilion."

After saying that, there was a sudden buzzing of cranes in the sky, and a pair of white cranes flew into the bamboo forest, bowed their backs and lowered their heads, and said: "Today the elders in the pavilion are betting on each other when the guests will come, and they will lose by one minute later." Pot of precious wine, now it’s not even a moment’s notice, but Elder Suji is ahead of Master Danqing. Please hurry, honored guest, Master Danqing will go to the Star Observation Tower later.”

Different from the atmosphere of sects with distinct ranks in the Central Territory, Daozong is not very rigid about etiquette, and in the words of He Ling, he has already seen a little bit of knowledge.

The white crane fluttered its wings and flew deep into the stratus clouds. Under its wings, there was a vast sea of ​​bamboo, extending into the distance... until a black spot broke through the clouds. Zongmen, the threshold is so low?"

Bai He replied: "That's not true. If it's something important, the main sect should take the initiative. And every time when the sea of ​​light is shining and the moon is shining, the pavilion will be sure that there must be guests coming from the sea of ​​stars and flowers in the light of light. Zong seldom has any movement, and ordinary idlers, I will receive the assistant Zong."

"Does the dead count?"

"Naturally, a living person is fine. A dead person is already a dead thing, and has no influence on the present world. Even if he is given a chance, how can he bear the fate?"

Mu Qingyang didn't speak, and looked back at the Cangsang with closed eyes and resting his mind... That's not necessarily the case, there is another existence here who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost, and can pull the most heinous murderer from the [-]th floor of hell back to the world to cause trouble .

While contemplating, the clouds suddenly thickened, the wind died down, and the greenery in front of my eyes turned into mountains and waters, and the corners of the eaves were faintly seen among the water waterfalls.

If the Central Territory under the rule of Tiangong is solemn and solemn, once you enter the Taoist territory, it is like entering an ancient hermit's residence, gambling books and listening to springs, and waving your long sleeves.When the junior saw the elder, he cupped his hands and smiled, and when the elder saw the younger, he waved his sleeves and continued to meditate on the dish before him.

It's a very relaxing place... It's not so much a sect, but a residence of Gaoshi, elegant and appropriate.

When the white crane landed, it turned into a boy with double buns. Ji Shou said: "Your guests can enter the Feibai Pavilion from this small path, and someone will welcome you. It's just that Master Ruo Danqing is painting, but don't disturb him. Just wait a while."

Mu Qingyang had heard about this Master Dan Qing from Yue Qinglong. This person is a woman with a special status in the Han Hai Du Yu Pavilion. Even in such a place where a bunch of magic sticks gather, the magic sticks are very distinctive. one of.According to legend, she comprehended the cycle of life and death, sensed the way of heaven, and even drew people's past lives.

At this moment, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not, but it aroused Mu Qingyang's interest.

Can she draw Cangsang's past life?

With such interest, he turned his head and saw that Cang Sang's expression was not very good.

"how?"

Cang Sang suddenly pressed his shoulder and said solemnly: "If you want to elope to the moon with this girl in the future, your brother will cry and faint in the toilet."

"...Why?" Mu Qingyang took half a beat to react, and said, "Have you read her memory?"

"At the age of eighteen, this girl has nineteen spare tires on record. According to this law of development, she will soon be famous in history with Ye Qiukuang's history of scumbags picking up girls."

"Then who is better, her or my brother?"

Cang Sang pondered for a moment, and said: "...Your brother is amazing, at least your brother can hold me when he sees me, Yue Qinglong can't hold it at all."

Mu Qingyang said happily: "She doesn't care, it's her nature. If you hold on to it, I'll be relieved."

"..."

Perhaps the waiter in the dark couldn't help the two of them showing their love each other, and came out and led them along the pebble path, passing through the flowers and willows, into the painting garden.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pool of pen and ink like a crescent moon. From time to time, a little red fish like a vermilion stroke wanders in it, without any discomfort.At the moon hook of the ink pool, there is a grass pavilion, two women can be vaguely seen behind the veil, one is in a skirt splashed with ink, the other is covered with ice-white snow patterns, only a branch of red plum is simply inserted in the Between the clouds and ink hair, the fragrance of ink and plum fragrance complement each other.

The woman in the landscape skirt, with her sleeves rolled up, is holding a pen, pointing a little between the eyebrows of the Meichai girl, outlining ink ripples in the void, then leaning over to point on the Suxuan, with a flick of her sleeve, a picture of a beautiful woman is created.

"...This woman has a sharp face, it's hard for you to remember that all these years, she did such reckless things back then and did not hesitate to offend Brother Ling."

Meichai girl smiled slightly, her voice was as calm as a cold moon shining on water: "Among the women, she is the only one I admire in this life. If she hadn't died young, she would be a generation who is in the world now."

"So even though you have a foot restraint order, you couldn't hold back when you heard that my divination revealed that there were visitors from the north in the near future?"

Meichai girl was silent for a moment, looking out of the gauze curtain, just happened to meet Mu Qingyang's eyes, and lightly explained to the woman next to her: "It's just that I have no choice but to use you to do things, everything today is a sacrifice between me and heaven." I still hope that you can speak carefully for me because of the karmic entanglement in China 20 years ago."

The woman in the landscape skirt swayed her ink brush with a smile, her eyebrows were gentle: "I am just a little painter, so you can keep your identity, can you use a sharp knife to torture me?"

Meichai smiled, but did not speak.

——Proud Sammei.

This was Mu Qingyang's only thought when she saw Mei Chai head-on.

Compared with other women, her figure is slightly slender, her eyes are like stars, but her eyebrows are raised slightly, she seems to be more stubborn than ordinary women, although she lacks the softness that is admired by the world nowadays, it is clear when her eyes turn In vain to let anyone who sees her know—

This is a woman who won the battlefield and drank the blood of the enemy.

The same surprised impression was also reflected in Mei Chai's eyes, and she couldn't help but look down at the scroll in her hand.

Compared with the stunning woman in the painting, this young man who seems to have awakened the same blood as her, perhaps because of his rough life experience, is not as cheerful as his age, but calm and showing a faint smile. gloomy.

...But it is not too gloomy to be annoying. It seems that he himself understands that it is not his life that is rough, but the people around him, which implicates a kind of worry.

Thinking of this episode, Meichai's eyes showed a little pity. The woman in the landscape skirt behind her had already ordered a pot of fragrant tea knowingly and wisely, and gave up the grass pavilion, and retreated. Before leaving, a pair of The soft and beautiful eyes looked at the girl behind Mu Qingyang with some doubts for a moment.

Letting the two into the seat, Meichai took the initiative to say: "I didn't divination by Master Danqing just now. I thought you were one of those barbarians who broke in from the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom until Master Danqing found out that you are indeed related to me. That’s when I realized I was thinking about it.”

Mu Qingyang saw that Cangsang was concentrating on exchanging feelings with the second junior brother, coughed lightly, and replied: "I heard the senior's tone is very familiar, I think it's probably a very long story, and my life experience is just from being with my brother. It’s rare to have a chance to experience it if you know a thing or two literally, so seniors might as well get straight to the point.”

"Your straightforward temperament is somewhat similar to that of my old friend, but she is not as good as you in terms of knowing etiquette and fun..." Meichai sighed, and said: "I heard the news before that there are people from the Northern Heavenly Sacrifice Country Ma breached the contract and broke into the territory, and arrested one person on the way. After searching the soul, I found out that they were dispatched this time for the defection of Wang Mai from Tianji Kingdom 20 years ago. The king of Tianji Kingdom has issued an edict, who Whoever gets the Frozen Blood King Seal will be the heir apparent."

It's...a lot of information.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but look back at Cangsang.

The latter turned his head: "Personally, I think that if a scumbag like your brother is allowed to inherit the throne of a certain minority country, the country will die sooner or later...Based on this inference, he was indeed the prince of the country."

"evidence?"

"Does it count to randomly open the harem?"

"..."

"Don't have such a complicated expression. It is true that as his brother in the same line, you are going to be hunted down... My lover doesn't cry, stand up and masturbate."

The author has something to say: As for what Cangsang is here for, his status is like an observer of the world. Everything he sees through his eyes will make evaluations, summarize laws, and make final judgments.Then, judging from the full-text story line, the climax of the final judgment is my favorite place when I set it.

Na na~ In fact, this article is not suitable for serialization, because the first half is often incomprehensible, read 20 words in one breath, and the effect is best when all the clues are grasped. However, I write things very casually, and roughly outline them. I just rolled up my sleeves and wrote it. Sometimes the logic doesn’t make sense and I’m still working on it later. Forgive me..._(:з」∠)_