Let go of that Yang Jian and let me come

Hong Zhuang was packing her things while Ning Jing was wandering around.

"I've already brought you enough goat's milk, and enough crystal siu mai. Your toy balls have been put away, so you don't need to take the dog's tail grass with you? Zhenjun has all the beauty pills. , I don’t have any.”

Ning Jing's paws plucked and plucked the rattle on one side.

"You're only going for a few days, you don't need to take all these with you?"

But it's boring without it.

Ning Jing blinked her eyes, silently looking at Hong Zhuang.

Hong Zhuang sighed: "You can't play these by yourself, and Zhenjun won't play with you either."

Hmph, stingy.

Ning Jing shook her beard, and pulled a food bowl next to her.

"I've already prepared a new food bowl and a new bamboo bottle for you." Hong Zhuang felt extremely helpless, and said, "It's time for you to take the nourishing pill, go find Zhenjun quickly."

As soon as Ning Jing's eyes lit up, she jumped off the table and went outside.

I don't know if he was really enlightened by the lightning strike. In the past three months, his posture has become much stronger. Except that his dantian is empty and there is no trace of fairy energy, his stomach is full of bad water.

Seeing that Ning Jing had gone out, Hong Zhuang wiped the sweat from her forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.She originally liked small animals the most, but after meeting Ning Jing, she changed a lot. In just three months, Ning Jing has already gone to the house to expose the tiles, committing all kinds of evil, doing everything, like going to the kitchen to steal the peach fairy feast of Master Qingyuan Miaodao , smashing inkstones of famous artists in the study room, and soiling the Eight Immortals glazed peonies that just grew in the backyard are trivial matters.

Regarding the occurrence of such things, Ning Jing said that she was really innocent.It's just that his nose is too sharp recently. He smelled the aroma and ran to the kitchen to have a look. He found fruit and snacks, so he just ate a few mouthfuls. Anyway, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun would feed him a few mouthfuls when eating recently, and the study True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao took him there himself, he just moved too much when he was playing, and the peonies in the backyard... This is even more wronged, it is clear that True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao despises the color and paints it red with cinnabar , he just happened to be painted with a little cinnabar!

The little milk dog who thought he was innocent jumped into the backyard, and saw Master Qingyuan Miaodao playing two-handed chess.

"You're here?" Seeing Ning Jing coming, Master Qingyuan Miaodao said, "It just so happens that you have a game with me."

Ning Jing jumped onto the table and patted the chess surface with her right paw.

Master Qingyuan Miaodao waved his hand, and all the chess pieces on the chessboard returned to his chess box. He said: "If you win, I will give you two beauty pills today."

Ning Jing shook her tail.

The dog's paw can't hold the chess pieces, Master Qingyuan Miaodao played the black stones, he will see where the dog's paw hits, and then put the white pieces on it.Although Ning Jing's chess skills are incomparably terrible, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun likes to play chess with him very much, and occasionally teaches him how to move.

"If you want to go here at this time, you can only eat me once if you go there, but this side can block my back."

Ning Jing patted the chessboard dissatisfied.

"Let's go here today, remember not to make the same mistake next time." Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun picked out a black stone from the chessboard. "You look like I won again today."

Ning Jing: "...Wow."

"Do you want to regret the game?"

Ning Jing: "Wang."

"Okay, I'll let you just once."

After drinking a cup of tea, Ning Jing won the game.Master Qingyuan Miaodao took out two beauty pills and fed them to Ning Jing, and poured him a glass of warm water. The water was boiled with spiritual fire from the morning fairy dew. Ning Jing was always greedy, so he drank a few more glasses.

"The red makeup should be cleaned up, let's go."

Hong Zhuang was already guarding the door, and she pinned a Qiankun bag with a gold silk edge to Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao's waist, and said: "Everything is in it, it is the jade wishful gift from the Queen Mother during the last Peach Blossom Conference. Penglai Xianjun's worship will not be too embarrassing."

True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao nodded, and left with the little milk dog.

Ning Jing was stuffed in the arms of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao, rolled up very comfortably, and poked out half of her head.True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao's flying clouds are the most common in the fairy world, and they don't fly very fast. He can clearly see every village and every small river passing by under his feet.

When they passed by Qingping Town, it was already late at night, and Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun fell into a remote small temple.Although the ruined temple is broken, the four walls are not earth walls, but stone walls. Although some tiles on the roof are missing, they have been repaired with mud and stones. The small temple is empty and only enshrines a god, although it is only a bronze statue. , but cleaned very well.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun put Ning Jing on the ground, arranged the futons together, and then grabbed a blanket from the Qiankun bag and spread it on it, tidying up his sleeping place at night.

Ning Jing walked around the small temple a few times, and found that the statue enshrined in the small temple was wearing armor, holding a trident, and had an eye between his foreheads. It was obviously Erlang God Yang Jian.

But the incense is light and light, and even the tribute is only a bowl of small steamed buns, which look hard and have been left for a few days.

Master Qingyuan Miaodao saw that Ning Jing looked around curiously before turning his eyes to himself, so he patted the bed that had been made, and Ning Jing jumped on it immediately.

Master Qingyuan Miaodao stroked Ning Jing's fur and said, "Go to sleep."

Ning Jing curled up in Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun's arms and fell asleep.

It's a pity that she drank too much water at noon, and Ning Jing slept until midnight, urgent to urinate, got up in a hurry, and ran outside the temple to pee.

After releasing nature, Ning Jing's small body trembled.

Since he was awake in the middle of the night, without any sleepiness, and heard the sound of insects, Ning Jing wandered around.Yang Jian's small temple was built on a hillside, and Ning Jing could see the village in the distance when he stepped out of the temple gate.There was only one full moon in the sky, covering the entire silent village in moonlight, which looked like a watercolor painting.

Ning Jing's ears moved suddenly.

He heard rustling sounds, like someone passing through the grass.A gust of wind blew, and Ning Jing smelled a trace of blood in the wind.

Is a person, or a wounded person.

Goubi told Ning Jing this way.

Ning Jing's round eyes stared at the grass in the distance, and her ears moved from time to time.The sound of rustling was getting closer and louder, and the grass in the distance finally trembled slightly, and a black shadow crawled towards the small temple.

The smell of blood became stronger, and the little milk dog immediately ran back to his master.

"Woooooooooooooooo." True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao was still recuperating with his eyes closed, the little milk dog could only pat his face with his paws.

Master Qingyuan Miaodao woke up after patting him three times, pinched his dog's paw and said, "Looking for death?"

Ning Jing: "Aww." Why are you pretending to be sleeping even though you are a god? Someone from outside came to your door, okay?

"Shush yourself out."

"... Woo!" Damn, don't you smell blood?

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun frowned, sat up suddenly as if he had sensed something, then hugged the milk dog and flashed behind the statue of Erlang God, everything in the small temple returned to its original state with a wave of his hand.The two extra blankets flew slowly behind the statue, and got into the Qiankun bag on the waist of Zhenjun Qingyuanmiaodao.

Ning Jing blinked her dog eyes, looking at Erlang Shen's broad back.

Not long after, a person stumbled in, one of his legs was injured at the knee, he was bleeding profusely, and his face was very pale, but he still walked in with all his strength.

"Hoo, hoo... the temple of Erlang Shenjun is here." He knelt down on the futon, kowtowed three times, and said: "Erlang Shenjun, this official is the local official of Qingping Town, surnamed Lin Mingxuan It has only been half a year since I took office. Originally, Qingping Town was a simple place where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but...but because of my arrival, evil spirits were attracted to come here. Now Qingping Town is full of evil spirits, and the people are miserable. Please have mercy on Qingping The people of Ping Town, get rid of this monster for my town."