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"You call this the grace of dripping water?" Zi Wan'er was dumbfounded when she heard that, "Xia Maomao, where did you cheat such a big fool?"

Summer cat?

"I don't need him to meddle in his own business, I can handle it." Xia Zhou didn't raise any objection to the nickname "Xia Mao Mao".

Mochi, who didn't understand, asked, "What is Xiamaomao?"

Zi Wan'er was suspicious: "I saw Xia Zhou turned into a cat that day!"

Mochi looked uninspired, and finally raised his face to interject: "Cat...?"

Zi Wan'er continued to categorically say: "Don't believe me, I asked him, and he admitted that he can turn into a cat!"

Xia Zhou smiled disapprovingly, and threw the two grapes in his hands to play around.

Mochi, who was sitting opposite, stared at Xia Zhou for a long, long, long time, he was a little dizzy, and after a lot of effort, he sat upright: "You, are you really a 梼杌?"

Xia Zhou: "Yes."

Zi Wan'er: "Clay pot? What is a clay pot?"

It seems that Xia Dayao doesn't hide his identity at all.

At this moment, Guo Jianchao sat up in a daze. He listened halfway, and while covering the back of his head, he said, "Soup pot? What's wrong with the soup pot?"

Before he finished speaking, the carriage suddenly bumped, Guo Jianchao couldn't sit still at all, bumped his head against the wall next to him, and lost consciousness again.

"Sorry, the jolt just now was not intentional, please continue, my lords." Murong Chenhao's insincere explanation came from the front of the carriage.

Of the five people in the carriage, only Guo Jianchao has no cultivation level. Although Zi Wan'er doesn't know martial arts, she is very good at lightness kung fu, and can stand steadily even when bumps come and go.

Thinking about it this way, Murong Chenhao's nonsense was definitely intentional.

Zi Wan'er said angrily, "Why are you so stupid, you can't even drive a carriage!"

Murong Chenhao was not polite: "You can do what you want."

Zi Wan'er let out a "hum", she really opened the curtain and turned out, the cold wind and drizzle came in, Zi Wan'er was agile, she turned over two or three times and sat in line with Murong Chenhao.

Wei Ling glanced at Guo Jianchao who was on the ground, he was really unconscious and could be left alone for the time being, just as Zi Wan'er was also fooled by Murong Chenhao, the remaining three could open the skylight and speak honestly.

Mochi hesitated and said, "Since it's a big beast...why did you follow my master?"

Xia Zhou said: "Your master has a contract with me, that's all." Not only did he get to the point, but he also exuded an aggressive aura.

Mochi's face was ugly, remembering that Wei Ling had also said this, but his little head couldn't understand for a while: "Contract... what contract... how could Master have a contract with a monster? What evidence do you have?"

Xia Zhou laughed, and looked at Wei Ling with malicious intentions. After all, the contract was printed in such a place, even if Wei Ling had a hundred guts, he would not have the guts to show it to his apprentices.

"You don't have to worry about Wu Wu, he will never harm the world when he is by my side, and of course, he will not harm me either." Wei Ling skipped their argument and chose to convince Mochi directly from the source.Even though, the phrase "it won't harm me" was extremely against his will, and his heart was chilled when he said it.

With Mochi's temperament, he doesn't know anything about good and evil, grievances, evil monsters and beasts. He even doesn't know how to write the word "梼杌", but the reputation of the four fierce beasts is resounding outside. Mochi is worried. The only question is whether Mo Chi will eat Wei Ling in one gulp.

Therefore, letting him know that 梼杌 can't eat him is the best explanation.

After hearing Wei Ling's rough and simple explanation, Mo Chi's wrinkled face finally unfolded.

Xia Zhou nodded in agreement, and added: "Your master has always harmed me."

Mochi looked disbelieving.

Xia Zhou tilted his head and looked at Wei Ling for a while, then suddenly approached: "Eloquent Wei Xianzun, describe it to your apprentice, how do you usually lie to me?"

Wei Ling closed her eyes: "I've run out of words, I can't describe it."

But he took it as an acquiescence to Xia Zhou's statement, and Mo Chi was a little dumbfounded.

Could it be that Wuwu... was really subdued by the master?

He has been stalking in his heart for a long time, and silently stalked this thought.

The carriage galloped along the alleys outside the city, and finally stopped in front of Shuiyue Pavilion.

Murong Chenhao's voice came: "Master Wei, rest for a night first, eat something and sleep well, Jinchuan is far away, we will start tomorrow."

Mo Chi has been worried these days and didn't get a good night's sleep. Today, he managed to resolve his troubles. Hearing that Xia Zhou said he could rest, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to get off the carriage, but his body was inexplicably weak. He held on for a while. , without making a fuss.

Wei Ling looked distressed: "You don't need to rest, my eldest brother is getting married, and I have been implicated in Liuli City until now. I'll go see him first."

Xia Zhou said: "Your elder brother left two days ago."

Wei Ling was slightly taken aback.

Xia Zhou said again: "Don't show an expression of being abandoned, Guo Jianchao promised to send us there, let your elder brother go first."

Mr. Guo was lying on the carriage at this time, he didn't know what sweet dreams he was having, and he was still smiling lewdly.

Xia Zhou said: "Besides, as a master, you don't care about your apprentice's life or death?"

He said the last words in a low voice, deliberately not letting Mochi hear, Wei Ling immediately looked at Mochi, seeing that his eyes were tired, his face was pale and red, and although his lips tried their best to show that nothing was wrong, they couldn't hide the dryness between them.

Surprised, Wei Ling got up and touched Mo Chi's forehead with the back of her hand.

He even had a low-grade fever.

***

As we all know, the disciples of Shuiyue Pavilion have always been a mixed bag of good and bad people. If you really don't need to pay for the money yourself, and don't bother to worry about whether there will be insufficient funds, but everything will be beneficial. Two quack doctors came to take the pulse and write prescriptions, and out of nowhere, a man appeared who claimed to be the nephew of the pharmacy in the city. He took the prescription for less than half an hour, and the medicine was brought. He is good at cooking medicine and making soup. Mochi just needs to lie down on the bed without worrying about anything. When he opens his eyes again, the smelly "bitter medicine" will be ready.

What followed was heart-piercing howls in the room: "Master, help me!! I don't want to drink medicine!!!"

Ordinary people are always full of enthusiasm, and Mochi has been their master for a period of time. The so-called master for one day will be a father for life. Now that the master is unwell, the "apprentices" are taking good care of him wholeheartedly.

Seeing that Mochi had finished drinking the medicine and fell asleep peacefully, Wei Ling found time to take a bath, but after soaking in hot water, his body gradually became warm from the chill of the wet rain. He drooped his eyelids tiredly, and fell asleep unconsciously.When he woke up again, the sky was completely dark, and he could hear the sound of the qin here and there, but the sound was clumsy and not melodious. When he returned to the room, he saw Xia Zhou sitting not far away, with a guqin in front of him. , was teased by him at will.

It was still raining outside the window, and the lights flickered.

Xia Zhou raised his eyes when he heard the movement, and smiled like a boy.

Wei Ling came from not far away, the light and shadow seemed to be fogged, and the slender lines of his body were drawn through his thin clothes.He was originally a martial artist, with tight muscles and a lean body, but this looming softness was like water, ethereal and alluring.

"Are you awake?" Xia Zhou admired the beauty and did not forget to continue playing the piano. The sound of the piano was bleak, like a duck screaming when its throat was pinched.

Wei Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and finally said to stop: "Xia Yao, let that piano go."

"Last time your elder brother said that you can play the piano." Xia Zhou stroked the piano with his hand: "I just bought one, thinking that I will grind it hard after you go home, and one day you will play it for me." listen."

Wei Ling stopped in front of him, her ink-like long hair falling down on the long silk gown.At this time, there were only him and Xia Zhou in the room, and his mind also calmed down.

He said: "You make Shuiyue Pavilion like my home."

Xia Zhou smiled: "Dogs know how to mark the haystack they slept in for the night, and use it as their own nest next time. No matter how ruthless you are, you won't be able to use Shuiyue Pavilion as an inn."

Wei Ling sat down opposite Qin, and after a closer look, she realized that the Qin facing her was the front, and Xia Zhou was clearly facing the opposite.

"You think you are a cat, and you use dogs as an example every day?" Wei Ling looked at the qin, seeing that the carvings are exquisite and the workmanship is excellent, and it seems that this qin is very valuable.

Xia Zhou said: "Cats will also treat people who have fed them as masters."

Wei Ling looked up at him, and he squinted his eyes and smiled as usual.

For some reason, at this point, the two of them just stared at each other speechlessly, Wei Ling looked away again, dipped some mana on his fingertips, lightly plucked the strings, and made a crisp piano sound.

"I've heard you play the qin." Xia Zhou said suddenly: "At that time, I was sealed in the bead by you, thinking that I would eat you all day long, but you could play the qin occasionally, and the sound of the qin was very pleasant, which made me curious What kind of person can make such a beautiful voice."

Wei Ling said: "The monster also understands whether it sounds good or not?"

Xia Zhou said unwillingly: "The beauty in the world is not only understood by people."

Wei Ling plucked the string again, and the sound was as soft as water, pure and gentle.

It's the first time he knows that evil monsters can enjoy entertainment. He thinks that Xia Zhou has stayed in the world for too long and got involved in the fireworks of the world. Xia Zhou once said that he can be more like a person than him.

"Xia Zhou, I have an idea."

Suddenly, Wei Ling asked the words that had been in his heart for a long time.

Xia Zhou said, "Let's hear it?"

"I want to find the person who summoned you back then. He may be the mastermind of all this, or in other words, there is a bigger conspiracy hidden behind him. I want to find out all these things that are hidden in the dark. He caressed the delicate pattern on the piano, then raised his eyes and looked at Xia Zhou: "I need your help."

Xia Zhou stared at him, and suddenly smiled: "Didn't I help you all the time?"

Wei Ling said: "After all the dust settles, no matter what you want to do, I will satisfy you."

His words were vague, but they summarized many possibilities. For example, Xia Zhou might sneak in, or he was eroded by the curse. All these possibilities finally converged on Xia Zhou's decision.

As long as he can settle down in Xiazhou, his biggest knot will be cleared away.

"The deal you proposed is really unfair." Xia Zhou pretended to think, but said with a smile: "You are mine in the first place, why should I go to such lengths to obtain your permission?"

Wei Ling showed a helpless expression, and said, "Twisted melons are not sweet."

Xia Zhou was silent after hearing this, but he quickly laughed again, as if he had suddenly figured something out, he propped himself up, and leaned in front of Wei Ling: "Oh? It's really rare for the immortal to be so enlightened, you are not afraid of me What you want to do is to slaughter the entire world? Did I underestimate your thoughts, or did you overestimate your own abilities?"

Wei Ling said without changing his face: "This is for later, if you agree, I will naturally do my best."

What Xia Zhou said was right, if Wei Ling really wanted to slaughter the whole world, Wei Ling would not be able to accept it anyway, but for some reason, he was not worried about this possibility in his heart. Find fun in him.

What's more--when it really comes to that time... everything will be unknown again.

"it is good."

Xia Zhou answered very frankly. He looked directly at Wei Ling, and said solemnly: "I promise you."

Wei Ling looked at him quietly: "Then... it's a deal."

Xia Zhou smiled, as if listening to an interesting joke, Wei Ling stopped talking, just lightly touched the silver strings, and played the piano sound slowly.

In the past in Liuli Mountain, his mind was quiet. Before playing the piano, he was also in the mountains and rivers, where there were winds and grasses, and clear springs and streams.Sitting against the mountains has nothing to do with the world.Later, he was tied up in the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace, where the clouds were thin in the morning and the stars were shining brightly at night.Negative with the world, and infected with all living beings.

That night, it was also raining like this.

In the altar of the imperial city, he thought that only Yiqin was with him through the lonely time day after day.

The demon-sealing pearl that he hid was shining faintly, it seemed to be overflowing with demonic aura, but it was inexplicably calm.

And it was that demon who was sitting opposite him at the moment, quietly listening to him playing the piano.

——It's strange to say that you already know that cats and dogs understand kindness, but why don't you know that people do too.

Wei Ling closed her eyes, letting go of the countless distracting thoughts in her mind.

Xia Zhou looked at him silently, letting the piano sound be indifferent and uninterrupted.

-End of glass chapter-

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