What about the Master's text?

Bo Yu never expected such a coincidence.

This guy Wen Xiao's brain is filled with water. It's weird to see the two big men hugging each other.

"Sect Master Wen let go quickly." Bo Yu's spiritual power was useless again, if he hadn't been concerned about Wen Xiao's identity, he would have kicked him.

"Brother Yu hates me so much?" Wen Xiao's tone was normal, but Bo Yu felt a chill. He took advantage of his unpreparedness and kicked the opponent's calf hard. took a big step back.

But the house leak happened to be raining overnight, and he stepped on the uneven place when he retreated, and he was about to fall.

As soon as Wen Xiao's eyes changed, he was going to pull him. Unexpectedly, Fu Ji was one step ahead of him and supported Bo Yu's back, forcing him to stop.

"Teacher, Jing Fan." Bo Yu swallowed that word narrowly, and still called Fu Ji "Jing Fan" as before.

"Brother Yu, be careful, I won't hurt you at all." Wen Xiao stared at Bo Yu, his eyes were not aggressive, but it made him feel uncomfortable.

Bo Yu didn't intend to entangle him more, and after a few perfunctory words, he wanted to take Fuji away, but Wen Xiao stopped him again, "Brother Yu, let's live in another place, the disciples of the sect will take care of you, the yard is not suitable for you to live in." .”

"There's nothing to live in," Bo Yu thought in his heart as it happened to be far away from where you live, but he didn't show it on his face, "It's just a place to sleep after all, and there's nothing to treat you slowly. Sect Master Wen is the master of a sect. Presumably there are still things to be busy, so I won’t bother you next time, just go ahead.”

After speaking, he took Fu Ji and left.

Wen Xiao watched him drift away, something flashed in his eyes.

On the other side, when Bo Yu and Fu Ji returned to their residence, disciples of Danjian Sect came in with seven or eight trays. The exquisite dishes on them made people's index fingers move, but Bo Yu felt a chill down his back, and he put down his hands embarrassingly. Putting the chopsticks in it, looking at Fu Ji, "Master?"

"You know Wen Xiao?" Fu Ji didn't ask, nor did he have any doubts, but Bo Yu felt a little guilty, he scratched his cheek, "I don't know him..."

"Or he knows me, I may know him, but now I have no impression, and I don't know if I know him, or he is cheating on me, or he recognized the wrong person..."

Bo Yuxu babbled endlessly, "I have often gone out for training these past few years, but I have never set foot in Lingyang, and I have a very good memory, generally I can remember everything I have seen, this Wen Xiao is really strange. "

Just as they were talking, several monks in green clothes passed by the courtyard, and when they saw Bo Yu, they waved, "Brother Bo, you are here at the Danjian Gate too..."

who are you?do i know you guys

Bo Yu looked skeptical.

"Hey, it really is that the nobleman forgets things too much. We only met a month ago, and we even caught Yin-Yang ghosts together at that time!"

"That's right, it's been a while since we've been forgotten, Brother Bo, you need to reflect on yourself, you can even forget this fateful friendship..."

The other party's familiar tone, but Bo Yu's face was confused: So who are you?

He was embarrassed and said that he didn't know each other, so he used the common language of modern people, and smiled while pretending to be enlightened, "So it's you, I just said how familiar you are, how can I know what you say? You forgot!"

Bo Yu flattered them indiscriminately, barely perfunctory the few people, and then confusedly asked to meet again next time.

Fu Ji, who was watching the whole process, looked at Bo Yu, "Good memory?"

It took less than a month to forget people, and he proudly said that he had a good memory.

Feeling slapped in the face, Bo Yu walked to the desk in a desperation, took a bite out of the pastry, "The Wen Xiao who hugs each other as soon as they meet is really not a serious person."

He couldn't argue with himself, and felt guilty, because he was afraid that he would really know that Wen Xiao once.

And the shouting of "Brother Yu" and "Brother Yu" really made him shudder.

"Whether you know him or not, he always has ulterior motives for you." Fuji glanced lightly at Bo Yu, "The situation of the Danjian Gate is unknown, and the Baiyu Gate and the Shenyi Gate are full of evil intentions. Don't go to the Lingyang Ruins Realm .”

Seeing that Bo Yu's plan was disrupted in one sentence, he naturally refused, and retorted immediately, "Master, it's very inconvenient for you to do things now. If you go in alone, let alone Wen Xiao and the others, even I will agree." I can't agree."

Probably because of the time spent together, Bo Yu has subconsciously ignored the fact that Fu Ji is a Mahayana monk, and he is really worried about his master's childish appearance.

"The Lingyang Ruins will be opened in seven days. Then you should stay outside first. If I don't come out in three days, you can go in." Fu Ji directly made a decision, but Bo Yu retorted intentionally, and he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing .

Bo Yu was depressed, but he had no choice but to set up a talisman array around the house to prevent others from disturbing him, while he changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

Just as he stepped out with his right foot, Fu Ji's voice faintly sounded from behind, "Stay away from Wen Xiao."

Bo Yu turned his head, Fu Ji still had his eyes closed, as if it was his illusion just now.

He didn't know what he mumbled, and then he hummed and left.

The Danjian Gate is backed by the green hills and facing the sea of ​​tides. The entire sect's territory is full of luxuriant spiritual trees, and the immortal grass grows vigorously. It seems to be much more popular than the Xuantian Sect.In particular, Sanyue Town was bustling with monks rushing to and fro, and the hawkers in the whole street also took the opportunity to set up a few more stalls. The smoke was so strong that it made people feel more relaxed.

Bo Yu didn't pick anything, just found a stall and sat down. The smell of delicious wontons wafted into his nose. The stall owner was an old man. When he saw him, he hurriedly wiped his hands and came over, "What do you want?"

"A bowl of wontons." Bo Yu smiled, "It smells really good."

"Ham, it's just some vulgar things. If the fairy head can taste it, it's already a face for the little old man... Wait a moment, the fairy head, it will be ready in a while."

"En." Bo Yu blocked his hand to pour tea, and poured it himself.

The old man had probably never seen such an unassuming monk like him, so he cooked some extra wontons, filled them up for him, and gave him an extra side dish.

"This side dish is pickled by myself, and it goes with this wonton to relieve the tiredness." After the old man finished speaking, he went to work, and Bo Yu couldn't help it when he smelled it.

The clear soup, the wontons inside are white and puffy, the coriander on top is fresh and tender, with a strong but not greasy taste, the serving is full of good ingredients, Bo Yu swallowed it down, it was so hot that he cried out In one breath, the aroma went straight to the throat.And the brown and green pickled vegetables, hot and sour and refreshing, are even more delicious than those from other places.

Not long after a bowl of wontons was eaten, Bo Yu was sweating a little on his temples, but his whole body felt comfortable. If he wasn't already full, he would have almost ordered another bowl.

The old man was busy, maybe because he looked at Bo Yu sensibly, he chatted with him casually.

"Isn't the Immortal Chief also going to Danjian Gate?" The old man cleared away the dishes, wiped the table and added some tea to Bo Yu, "Sanyue Town is so lively these days!"

Looking at his expression, Bo Yu was not all happy, so he asked, "If there are more people, won't your business be better, old man? Why do you look worried?"

The old man sighed, and sat next to Bo Yu, "How should I put it, outsiders only see the good here... It is true that we ordinary people have benefited a lot from these fairy gates, but there are also many disasters that follow. .”

"How to say?" Bo Yu was even more curious. It stands to reason that Sanyue Town seems to be more lively than other places due to its location in Lingyang, and it is full of aura. Even if ordinary people stay for a long time, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Not to mention that the cultivators of Baiyumen and Shenyimen have always used various banners to collect money and taxes from ordinary people like us. In the past few days, Yu Qinghong and his like have always been with the disciples of Danjianmen. Conflicts, or deliberately provoking the monks of other sects, repeatedly made a mess here, and in the end it was us innocent people who suffered the loss, and...they wanted us to receive all the spirit stones and the like. Pay them all, saying that they want to open the Lingyang Ruins Realm."

The monks don't bring much money with them when they go out to practice, and most of the time they pay with spirit stones. According to the old man's statement, then the Baiyumen and the others are really going too far.

"These people are sure that you have nowhere to appeal, that's why they are so arrogant..." Bo Yu's face was not very good, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a conflict at the stall next to him. Listening carefully, it was the person from Bai Yumen He deliberately said that there were unclean things in the pasta of the stall owner, and forced the stall owner to pay them a lot of Lingshi.

Bo Yu couldn't bear it anymore, so he was about to get up and go over, but was held down by the old man, "Let's forget about it, you are alone, and you are in other people's territory. If there is a conflict, you will suffer in the end."

"Besides, let's get through this period of time first. When the Lingyang Ruins Realm is opened, these people won't have the time to bully us little people. The treasures in the secret realm will be enough for them to share!"

The old man spoke casually, but Bo Yu was taken aback. He looked at the Baiyumen disciples who left, "The situation in Lingyang Ruins is difficult to judge. Ten years ago, the master of Danjianmen ended up dead. They just believe that There are countless treasures inside? And can they all escape unscathed?"

Bo Yu was talking to himself, but the old man heard it all, and he patted Bo Yu's arm, "The head of the fairy is still careful, what happened to the Danjian sect ten years ago has become a secret among the three sects." Things that others should never mention."

"And two days ago, I accidentally eavesdropped on what the three disciples of the Baiyumen said. The three major sects in the Lingyang Ruins Realm have already made sufficient preparations. The tragedy ten years ago was just an accident. , Now it’s very different, the leaders of the major sects in the cultivation world have come, even if some people die, it’s not a big deal, besides, Xuantianzong and others are leading the way in front, and the three major sects are protecting the law behind, saying Maybe everyone gets something, and everyone is happy."

Bo Yu's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Is that what they said?"

"Exactly." The old man poured him another cup of tea.

"Some people die..." Bo Yu's eyes darkened, "Which people do you want to die?"

The author has something to say:

Bo Yu: Hugging and hugging are not serious people.

Fuji: Seriously?

Bo Yu: ...It's still divided.