When the devil

The next day, the autumn rain continued.

Moisture, like mist, shrouds the mountains and forests, and the autumn lotus is covered with dew, falling drop by drop on the pond, slightly rippling.

Fortunately, there are not many things that Wei Ling needs to explain. He has been away from Liuli Mountain for ten years, and he has not been involved too deeply this time.

Even in the Tianyu Palace where he has lived for a long time, now that he is leaving, it seems that he has nothing to take with him.

"Master!"

When Wei Ling was in a daze, Mo Chi came lightly on the roof, and the sky was drizzling, but Mo Chi was smiling and radiant: "Master, I packed it!" But just after he finished speaking, he saw Wei Ling's fine cloth wrapped Hands, the smile disappeared immediately.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, you don't have to worry about Cang Lin's healing ability, it will be cured in a few days." Wei Ling smiled and changed the subject: "What did you say just now that it's packed?"

Mochi was worried, but Weiling moved out of Canglin, so he could only feel relieved, raised his head again, and patted the small bag on his shoulder: "Luggage, of course I will go down the mountain with you."

It seems that Mochi already knows the ins and outs, but this kid has always been optimistic, thinking of the best in everything, his smile is like a warm light, which is comforting to the eye.

Wei Ling said: "If you want to leave with me, you will break with Liuli Mountain. It is not easy to practice, so you should think more about yourself."

Mo Chi chuckled: "Don't worry, I asked Elder Meng, and he said that I have reached the age to go to the human world to sharpen my skills and I can go down the mountain. If Cang Lin asks, he will say that Master and I are just walking along the way."

It's really rare that the kid Mochi has also learned to cut first and then play.

Wei Ling patted his head: "Fool, you can only fool yourself with this reason."

Mo Chi said without thinking, "I don't care, you will always be my master, and I came to Liuli Mountain for you. Master Cang Lin is really so stingy, so I, I will... scold him!"

Wei Ling saw that his eyes were open and full of energy, and he remembered that when he went down the mountain alone ten years ago, in order not to drag him down, he deliberately gave him a sword manual for him to practice in seclusion. Mochi has always admired Wei Ling very much. When he left the customs and found that he was no longer on the mountain, the loneliness in his heart was probably indescribable.

"Well, I have nothing to do with you." Wei Ling finally smiled.

"You agree?"

"I disagree and you will follow me, right?"

Mochi's eyes flashed: "Good master, you are the best!" After being excited for a moment, he once again used his ability to change his face quickly, and his expression became embarrassed again: "By the way, master, there is something to do before going down the mountain. I'm afraid you'll have to think of a way."

Wei Ling: "?"

Soon, Wei Ling saw what Mochi's so-called "something" really was.

In the backyard of Tianyu Hall, there are wild poultry, fish and sheep, as well as various fruits and delicacies.

Mochi said: "This was sent by the person entrusted by Master Xia Ge when you left the customs."

Wei Ling: "..."

Thinking about it, monsters are born with this habit, if it is good for someone, they will work hard on food, even if Wuwu becomes human, this habit cannot be changed.

But is it good for him?

Wei Ling pondered for a moment, then turned her head and said to Mochi, "I just happened to go to the Shuiyue Pavilion, so let's take all the things and return them."

"Master, how can we return all the things that people kindly gave them? In my opinion, we have to go far anyway, so it's better to take them with you." Mochi dug out a bag from his small bag: "I asked Meng The elder borrowed this." He opened the bag while talking, and the strong wind sucked all the chicken, duck and fish into the bag.

This is not an ordinary bag, it is Meng Lanzhou's magic weapon at the bottom of the box: the heavy bag.In the past, Wei Ling tried every means to exchange with him, but he was not willing to give in half a point.

Surprise was written all over Wei Ling's face: "The jack bag is his treasure, can you borrow it too?"

Mochi touched his nose. Although he sucked a lot of things into it, the bag was still only the size of his palm: "The elder asked me to take good care of you. I have to return this bag to him intact in the future."

Wei Ling smiled wryly. Earlier today, in order to explain about the spider spirit, he made a special trip to meet Meng Lanzhou and told him about his decision to leave Liuli Mountain. Meng Lanzhou scolded him and didn't even give him a sip of tea. drink.Wei Ling understands Meng Lanzhou's temperament, and knows that he has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. He pretends not to care on the surface, but he will definitely think of other ways behind his back. It's just that the attitude of telling the apprentice to take care of the master really makes Wei Ling dumbfounded.

If one day you see something weird and weird in the world, let someone take it up the mountain to honor Elder Meng. I don’t know when Fairy Yulan will come back. Now there is only Elder Meng left in Liuli Mountain. difficult.

This time, it was the same as ten years ago. When leaving Liuli Mountain, Wei Ling tried not to disturb anyone as much as possible. He and Mo Chi used the teleportation array to go down the mountain. It didn't rain at the bottom of the mountain, but when they stopped at the foot of the mountain and looked back, the whole Liuli Mountain seems to be shrouded in a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Mochi clasped his palms together, and bowed towards Liuli Mountain in a serious manner: "With me here, I will definitely protect Master and Junior Brother well."

Wei Ling walked two steps, but didn't hear what he was saying, but he kept bowing towards Liuli Mountain: "Where did you learn the way of worshiping?"

Mochi raised his head and smiled cutely: "Sincerity leads to spirit."

The two went to the street market together. Yesterday’s commotion had just passed, and they heard the topic of monsters and Tianyu Xianzun everywhere when they walked on the street. Wei Ling wore a veiled hat to cover his face slightly, and he had seen his appearance outside Liuli Mountain. There are not many people here, but it is better to avoid suspicion in everything.

"Walking along this river to the west, there used to be a burnt ruined temple - the one where many people died of the epidemic, and now it has been converted into Shuiyue Pavilion by the Lord Xia."

Mochi walked in front, carrying the big bow that he never left his body, and his high ponytail swayed, making him look so young and lively.

"Master, look, it's there."

As soon as the tower of Shuiyue Pavilion exposed a corner of the eaves from the forest, Mochi couldn't wait to point it out to Wei Ling.

As soon as he came to Shuiyue Pavilion, Mochi suddenly stopped again. He seemed to think of something, frowned and then relaxed, and continued to walk forward pretending to have nothing to do. Wei Ling could see it clearly, and said to him: " Mochi, you go to Huanyan Building to investigate and see if there are any omissions, I will go to Shuiyue Pavilion, and we can find a place to meet before dark."

Mochi heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, don't worry, master, as for the meeting place - I'll wait for you here before dark, okay?"

"Ah."

As soon as Mochi left, a gust of wind blows and blows the veiled veil. Wei Ling suddenly sees someone approaching. Turning her head, she sees a man in Tsing Yi standing not far away.

"I've seen the immortal." He moved gracefully and behaved respectfully. His black hair was scattered behind him, and a strand of blue satin was hanging down leisurely. Light but not cloudy.

"My surname is Wei, and my single name is Ling. Now I am no longer a fairy, so I dare to ask your name."

This man had been hiding in the tree just now, and as soon as the ink pool left, he followed closely behind.

"Next is Murong Chenhao, a disciple of Shuiyue Pavilion, waiting here for a long time."

Wei Ling was not surprised, she guessed his identity from the first time she saw him, but compared to yesterday's enchanting female appearance, his appearance is more like his original appearance, gentler than imagined.

"Young Master Murong will lead the way."

"Please."

Shuiyue Pavilion was built across the water, standing on the river bank under Liuli Mountain. It was originally a deserted temple. In the early years, wars were raging and plagues raged. Many patients were taken in in the temple. Once it survived, it is said that the temple suffered a big fire, which burned for three days and three nights, leaving only broken walls and ruins, and everything was turned into ashes.

Later, people in Liuli City regarded this temple as unlucky, even rumored that it was haunted by ghosts, but the surrounding area was so empty that even caravans took a detour.

As an evil demon, Xia Zhou naturally wouldn't be afraid of these rumors, so this ruined temple was rebuilt again and became the current Shuiyue Pavilion.

Wei Ling looked at the three large characters of Shuiyue Pavilion engraved on the stone tablet outside the door, and further inside was a wide courtyard with a long ladder and clear springs flowing down.

Wei Ling said with emotion: "Governor Xia has only been here for three years, and he actually changed the temple into this."

Murong Chenhao said: "Early before the Shuiyue Pavilion came, this wasteland was used by the rich and powerful to rebuild, but they only found out about the past of the temple later, and sold this land cheaply in a fit of anger. Pavilion Master Xia just happened to take a fancy to this place, and so Bought it."

Wei Ling said: "So, Pavilion Master Xia is lucky."

Murong Chenhao sneered: "I think that the person who sells the land is the one who is lucky."

Wei Ling wondered: "How can you talk about good luck when it hurts money and labor?"

Murong Chenhao said indifferently: "If he doesn't want to give up, the pavilion master will have other methods."

Wei Ling immediately understood what Murong Chenhao meant. With the habits of monsters, negotiating a fair price was not their first choice at all. They really wanted to grab the site and slaughter the whole house before moving in. As a beast, Wu Wu It may not be impossible.

After walking inside for a while, I saw many disciples practicing martial arts in the square, it seemed that there were all kinds of people, young and old, and their aptitudes were even more uneven.

Just now I said that mortals feel that bad luck here can be avoided if they can, but now it seems that there are also many disciples in Shuiyue Pavilion.

Wei Ling was curious, and asked Murong Chenhao: "What is the standard for accepting disciples in Shuiyue Pavilion?"

Murong Chenhao said: "As long as you are willing to come, the Pavilion Master is willing to accept you."

"No choice?"

"No choice."

Wei Ling was a little surprised. Looking at those disciples again, there were obviously lazy people among them. Not only did they not know how to cultivate well, they even poked other people's buttocks with wooden sticks.

Murong Chenhao also saw the lazy man, and it happened that a yellow leaf flew down beside him. He stopped with his hands behind his back, grabbed the fallen leaf with his fingertips, and threw it at the man in a flash: "Cultivation is up to you. Those who fail Either way it won't work."

The yellow leaves cut the stick in half, and then fell lightly.

The man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and burst into tears with a "wow--".

Wei Ling sighed inaudibly, this Murong Chenhao's kung fu is so good, just now he relied on his internal strength to turn the fallen leaves into blades, if he wanted to, he could take the opponent's life casually.

But with such a high level of cultivation, why did he become a disciple of Shuiyue Pavilion? With his ability, it would not be a problem to go to any famous sect of immortality.

It might be a bit impolite if you ask yourself this question, Wei Ling looked at the disciples who were practicing, and was fascinated, and felt that Xia Zhou's unscrupulous collection of people seemed to be hoarding food.

"The meat is fat and tender, so the more the better."

Suddenly a voice came, within a short distance, Wei Ling knew that it was Xia Zhou who was approaching, and she didn't even bother to turn around to confirm.

Wei Ling said: "If a person disappears for no reason, his family will always come to him. It's better for Pavilion Master Xia not to mess around."

Xia Zhou giggled and said, "I'm just kidding, but you're serious. There are so many delicacies in the world, and I'm tired of eating human flesh." After speaking, he slowly walked around to Wei Ling: "Besides, who can compare to you?"

Wei Ling: "..."

"Pavilion Master." Murong Chenhao bowed his hands respectfully.

Xia Zhou said to him: "Chen Hao, someone in the backyard started crying, making trouble, and hanged himself again. You should find a way to make him calm down."

Murong Chenhao nodded slightly, and disappeared in front of the two of them in a flash.

Wei Ling said: "Where did you go to trick such a powerful person into being your disciple?"

Xia Zhou's eyes drifted back again, with a nondescript smile on his face all the time: "He is not my apprentice, he just followed me, and each takes what he needs."

Wei Ling looked at the group of people practicing martial arts indiscriminately and said, "So those are your apprentices?"

Xia Zhou shook his head: "Those are grains."

Wei Ling: "..."

He always felt that it was not a good thing for him to know Xia Zhou so well.

Xia Zhou said: "A Ling, our love object, you gave away that stupid beast Cang Lin like this, are you determined to make me sad?"

"You know again."

"Of course I know. You used to carry it with you, but today you don't have it with you. Could it be that you were in a good mood and threw it away? In addition, you told Chen Hao just now that you are no longer a fairy, so I guessed that you went to Canglin's place." You're making fun of yourself." After speaking, Xia Zhou looked at Wei Ling's hands and stopped for a moment: "Your hands are the result of making fun of yourself?"

"Yeah." Wei Ling admired Xia Zhou's straightforward causality, and his tone was full of self-satisfaction, but when he saw Wei Ling's arm injury, his eyes became more energetic, and Wei Ling covered his hands behind his back. Behind him, he continued: "Wang Chuan is the sword that Cang Lin bestowed on me. Now that I live up to his expectations, it is reasonable to return it to him. Why are you so sad?"

Xia Zhou smiled: "In the years I have been in the world, what I have seen the most is the ruthlessness and meanness of people, and among them, you are the leader."

Wei Ling agreed: "Governor Xia has the foresight, I feel ashamed."

Seeing Wei Ling let down his vigilance, Xia Zhou suddenly took his hand: "Let me see your injury."

He was not strong, and Wei Ling didn't resist, the sleeves slid down, revealing the part wrapped in muslin.

"That stupid beast's healing spell is good, and it should be cured in four or five days."

Wei Ling withdrew her hand: "Yes."

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain."

Xia Zhou chuckled twice, and sat on the stone rail not far away. Although he looked like a mortal, Xia Zhou was dressed very casually. The black robe was not lined, and his chest muscles were exposed. His appearance was so He is handsome as evil and charming, he looks a little indifferent when he is not speaking, he suddenly rejects others for thousands of miles, but when he smiles, he is haunted by a demon.

"Why did A-Ling come to the door today? Could it be that after being kicked out of Liuli Mountain and having nowhere to go, she decided to go to my Shuiyue Pavilion?"

Wei Ling said: "Guo Jianchao is in Shuiyue Pavilion, I have something to ask him."

Xia Zhou had clearly guessed it, but wanted to beat around the bush: "I know everything he knows, why don't you ask me."

Wei Ling thought for a while: "Okay, I want to know the details about the recent incident of evil monsters attacking people in Liuli City."

Xia Zhou immediately showed a bored look: "Isn't it because the monsters are too hungry and the villagers are too weak, one eats people and the other is eaten, just like you were bitten by a dog while walking, what's the point of getting to the bottom of it?"

"I'd better ask Guo Jianchao!" Wei Ling turned and left.

He felt that Xia Zhou's example was inappropriate, as he had never been bitten by a dog in his life.

Xia Zhou quickly jumped down and followed him: "Huh? Does Ah Ling know where to find him?"

"Backyard, I guess they caused trouble just now, and you asked Mr. Murong to watch first."

"Do you know where the backyard is?"

"Although Mr. Murong left very quickly, I can see which direction he is going."

Xia Zhou nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that my Great Immortal Venerable Wei is not stupid."

Wei Ling: "Thanks for the compliment."

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