Jade bone ice muscle

In mid-autumn, the autumn wind is cool.

In the morning, Kongzhi prepared a large bag of things and sent them to Yu Wuque's residence.

"These are standing medicines, most of them are from Yongle Daoist, the master ordered them to be sent to Grandma Guanxia, ​​young master, please keep them well."

Yu Wuque was about to go down the mountain with only a small bag on his back. Seeing that most of the bags were filled with medicine, he was flattered to take it and thanked him for a long time.

"This month's monthly payment will not be paid to you. After deducting the account, I still owe 65 gold and jade to the Fukong Temple. You still need to work hard."

"Hey, it's a big holiday, so don't mention this." Yu Wuque waved his hand and carried the bag on his back.

Even the freedom of life and death is ignored, do you still care about this little monthly money?

Yu Wuque: "I'm about to go down the mountain, will you follow me?"

"I'm going to follow the master today, young master, please do what you want."

Yu Wuque leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Shangxian is so relieved of me? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Kongzhi deliberately lowered his face, and said without emotion: "At the latest, the enchantment of the Floating Sky Palace will reappear, and even if the young master does not want to come back, the shadow puppet will escort you back. At that time, it will not be me who picks you up, but the secretary. Commander Law has picked you up."

Yu Wuque: "..."

After intimidating the puppet, he laughed: "The palace uniforms of the disciples of Qi Xiuyuan have been washed and delivered, and you can change them, sir."

Yu Wuque glanced at himself in the bronze mirror, wearing the clothes of a handyman, just like Yushu Linfeng, chic and suave, what would he do in exchange for it.

What's more, even if it is a handyman, it is also a handyman of the Fukong Palace. If you cut off the head and tail, you are a person who is too small to show off, so how can you take it off.

"Don't change it, wear it back and show grandma how energetic I am here, let's go."

Holding the warrant that the crane will not return, Yu Wuque successfully boarded the flying armor in the Li Palace.

"Kongzhi, say Mid-Autumn Festival reunion to Shangxian for me, wait a minute."

There is no living person, and the group is round, this blessing is not good.

Yu Wuque changed his words and said, "Disciple has prepared a Mid-Autumn Festival gift and put it in the kitchen. You can send it to the Shangxian for me."

"There's one for you, one for Xia Si and the others, and one more—"

"I know, I know, young master, don't stand outside, it's not safe."

Yanjia flew extremely fast, Yu Wuque was still muttering something, his voice was blown away by the wind, Kongzhi covered his face and laughed so that his shoulders shook, and after laughing, he was a little inexplicable, it was difficult for a puppet to empathize with a living person, Unless seeing is believing, you know "sorrow" when you see tears, "joy" when you hear laughter, and "sorrow" when you sigh. Puppets that are too dense are somewhat emotionally unstable, and their emotions are too exaggerated, and even the master-

Thinking of the crane not returning, Kong Zhi hurriedly withdrew his thoughts of flying too far, and hurried back to the main hall, but that one was lying on the recliner playing chess boredly.

He Bugui didn't even lift his eyelids, he just asked, "Going away?"

"Yes, I took the master's medicine and a bag of gadgets made by him, and went home happily."

It is natural to be happy to be able to go home. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Grandpa Heitan, who has been traveling all year round, will also return to the mountain. The family of three reunites, no matter what.

For some reason, He Bugui was able to see the vivid picture of that person "joying" in a simple sentence, and the voice of his brain directly penetrated into his ears, and all the words that Yu Wuque would be long-winded in his imagination were in his spiritual consciousness Noisy.

It can be seen that during this month's relationship, and the few sporadic face-to-face encounters, Yu Wuque has already cast a lot of shadow on the always quiet Taiwei Shangxian.

He Bugui frowned, and said "tsk".

Kong Zhihui misunderstood, and comforted his master: "I only visited relatives for one day, and I came back at night."

Love can't come back, and I didn't urge you.

Crane Bugui didn't make a sound again, he focused all his attention on the chessboard, there was no one playing chess, his left hand and right hand couldn't tell the difference, but it was a good pastime to spend a whole day.

From Sishi to Shenshi, I didn’t have lunch during the period, and took a nap under the sun. When the tea was cold, someone would add new ones, and it continued until the sunset, and I couldn’t feel the taste in my mouth. Still in pain, it wasn't until the kitchen puppet brought the food into the hall that Crane Bugui moved slightly, moving his stiff limbs.

The smoke and fire will still bring him back to reality, and He Bugui's eyes fell on the dinner table.

That table of dishes is not something a puppet can cook. It nourishes the stomach, clears the fire, nourishes the blood, and raises the qi. A table of medicinal food can make a perfect effect of nourishing and eliminating all diseases, and it has to be carved on the plate, and served at the end A pot of steamed buns is big enough for ten people.

No need to think about who wrote it.

The crane does not return: "..."

Kongzhi: "Master, Young Master Yu specifically confessed before leaving that this table of steamed vegetables is his Mid-Autumn Festival gift to Master."

Apart from controlling the heat well, puppet cooking is useless, so Yu Wuque made all steamed dishes, prepared the ingredients and ingredients by himself, and handed them over to steam them.

It's just a pity that Crane Bugui has no appetite.

"Leave it alone."

Many years ago, as long as half a mortal's life, Elder Xuanji chose a day for the Mid-Autumn Festival to leave, so that every year today, the mood of the crane not returning is not very good.

Others cared about the reunion, but he remembered that he had lost another person that he cared about in the world this day.

Cutting off the mortal relationship and attaining Taoism and ascending, what about those who cannot ascend? Isn't the mortal relationship just like a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, just a vicious curse?

This is probably destiny.

He Bugui thought resentfully, had thought about it thousands of times, could it be possible that he had offended someone in his previous life, done some treasonous deeds, and ended up with such a strange fate in this life?

But he can't blame his fate.

Even if there is not much left of the old man, he always treats him the same, and he is thinking about it.

Crane Bugui gathered the blanket, turned to ask Kongzhi, "What time is it?"

"Youshi, in another hour, the palace banquet will begin."

Kong Zhi didn't even ask, "Master, will you go?" Crane Bugui has lived in the Floating Palace for a long time, and he never goes down the mountain casually during the New Year's Eve. Mid-Autumn Festival is a special day, and he probably won't join in the fun.

But today is strange.

Crane Bugui moved his stiff shoulders and neck, and ordered: "Go, take the two newly made magical artifacts in Angeli, and the guardian Yanjia of each monastery."

"Master is this?"

Crane Bugui paced into the bedroom, picked out a palace robe embroidered with golden cranes, and lightly said, "Have a feast with senior brothers and sisters."

……

In a certain guest hall of Tianji Palace, a man dressed up and was going to attend the palace banquet in a while, but before leaving, he still came to the goddess' room to accompany him to pray.

"Master Goddess, you have chanted for a long time, did he hear the call?"

"It's been sleeping for 600 years. It takes time and chance to wake up. Don't you believe me?"

The goddess raised her chin slightly and looked over sincerely. There was only compassion and tenderness in her eyes. A question she said seemed to be a plea.

"I made a slip of the tongue, the Goddess made amends." The man bowed, "I and the Goddess have a heart-to-heart relationship, and we have a great cause together. Naturally, we trust it completely, but being a parent is inevitable, and the little girl hangs herself by holy water for up to three months. I... "

The goddess got off the couch, squirmed in front of the man in a strange posture, and held his hand: "Don't be afraid, he will definitely wake up. There will be news tonight at the latest. The suzerain can go to the palace banquet without worry, and leave the rest to me." .”

The sound of rites and music gradually rose, and the deep eyes of the goddess passed over the splendid palace and landed on the calm and waveless lake.

The gap between mountains and mist, the bottom of Donghu Lake, and thousands of feet above and below are paved with a layer of silent ancient ditty.

The goddess sneered, and cursed contemptuously in her heart—a mere mortal.

……

The autumn moon hangs high, and fireflies fly into the curtain.

The Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet was held in the main hall of the Lingshu Palace. All the families gathered together, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the interlacing of toasts. The owner of Tianji Palace sat on the top seat. After paying respects to the guests, the feast started lively.

Bai Yingchi was extraordinarily happy today, and there was no other reason, the seat on the left was always vacant, but today someone came.

Crane Bugui not only rewarded his face to attend the banquet, but also brought gifts. Bai Yingchi got a pure heart jade Xiao, Bai Shujing didn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Crane Bugui went to his liking, and what he gave was a scabbard made by himself. , which happened to match the Longyuan sword of the senior sister, and both of them were magic weapons made by Crane Bugui with all his heart, not to mention the extraordinary value, just sending a gift on the Mid-Autumn Festival is enough for the two of them to have fun for a whole year.

In addition to the gifts of the two immortals, the four major monasteries of Tianji Palace also got treasures. The cranes do not return to the four imitations, and they made guardian Yan armors and presented them one by one. It's a white tiger armor, and the Qixiu Institute has obtained a thick basalt armor with a strong barrier.

The four elephants Yanjia gathered together, the majestic, majestic and lifelike holy beast opened the eyes of all the participants, while praising Taiwei Shangxian's craftsmanship, while secretly marveling at the strength of Tianji Palace.

Many people wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to curry favor, and went to toast the crane with their wine glasses, but they were stopped by puppets before they could get to them.

Kongzhi: "Master, Taoist Master Lingyu, the master of the Shangqing Temple, is seeking to see him. He is highly respected, and I dare not stop him casually."

Such respectable and important people, no matter men or women, would say "I don't see you" coldly, and then even pulled the bamboo curtains in front of the seats tightly, putting on a face that no one should disturb my meal.

During the whole banquet, Xue Yide and He Bugui were the only ones who said a word or two.

He was thinking about the arrest of his apprentice, even though he got Yanjia, his face was not happy, and he moved his wine glass to thank him out of courtesy, without saying a word, he really mentioned Yu Wuque.

"It's been a month since I met that kid Wu Que today. I thought that Shangxian had some clever way to mobilize/teach such stubborn people so that I could learn from them too. I never thought that he would actually arrange for him to do odd jobs. What a waste of time."

Xue Yi couldn't hold back his temper ever since he was slapped in the face by Shangxian Taiwei. He was so angry that Kong Zhi frowned, but he was not annoyed when the crane didn't return.

"True Changsi is eager to love his apprentice, but he doesn't know that the root of his stubbornness is too much energy. Have you ever heard of Yumu sickle dog?"

Xue Yi gritted his molars, with a curious face of "I don't want to know but you want to talk about him, then I'll see what you can come up with".

"I don't know, please enlighten me."

Yumu sickle dog, an ancient dog demon, was born in the northern cold polar region. It is named for its ice blue eyes like jade, and its hairy tail like a curved sickle. This dog is extremely ferocious and active, and the more ferocious it goes around The more difficult it is to get rid of, he once demolished several villages in the Northland with his own power, and was tamed by Taoists afterward.

The method of taming is very simple. The demon dog loves to run and jump, so the expert puts it into a mustard bowl and uses spells to create a world exactly like the mortal world. To the west, they are so docile that they dare not even pick up the meat on the ground.

Crane Buguiduan told Xue Yi a story with a lofty and aloof attitude. The implication was that he compared Yu Wuque's active behavior to a jade-eyed and incorruptible dog. Gui Ye became angry: "Didn't you meet him today, is he more obedient and obedient than before, can't you tell?"

Comparing his apprentice to a demon dog, Xue Yi's blood pressure skyrocketed.

"It's not easy to change your nature in just one month. I heard that he has become a cook in addition to doing chores in the Floating Sky Palace. I really feel sorry for such a good seedling to be buried in endless chores!"

He Bugui seemed to want to piss him off on purpose, and said indifferently: "If you can't do chores well, how can you become a qualified Yanshi? It's not impossible to let him resume his studies sooner or later, but today he burns the mountain tomorrow and blows it up the day after tomorrow. Furnace cauldron, I don’t want to let him down, is it true that all the losses of the Floating Sky Palace will be compensated by the Artifact Academy?”

Kongzhi and Bai Yingchi, who left one ear to eavesdrop, looked over together.

This is how much fake wine he drank, so that Taiwei Shangxian, who didn't even bother to say anything, started nagging people.

Xue Yi was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he could only resentfully said: "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"What are you gambling?"

"With a period of three months, if that kid doesn't cause any troubles in the Fukong Temple and keeps himself safe, I will believe that the method of the gods works, and I won't ask you for someone anymore. If he makes trouble, return him to me for discipline .”

Three months later, the conference would be over long ago, and there must be some clues to what needs to be investigated. Even if Yu Wuque refused to leave, he would take him down the mountain with a big sedan chair if he didn't return.

He Bugui said decisively: "Okay, according to your words, bet is bet."

"Wang Shangxian keeps his word, let's say goodbye!"

Xue Yi left angrily, He Bugui saw him go far away, then hid behind the bamboo curtain and chuckled silently, the raised cup blocked Taiwei Shangxian's rare smile, those exaggerated and vicious words just now , just erase one of the huge debts he owed for Yu Wuque.

How could He Bugui have the intention to tame others, and he had no intention of robbing anyone for his apprentice, and deliberately let Xue Yi get angry, but it was a rare scene today, and he needed to put on a good show for outsiders to see.

He can't trust any of the Taoist leaders who are pushing cups and changing cups below, for no other reason, simply because they are not familiar with each other.

Before the instigator of the soul magic was found, Yu Wuque could only live under his nose, but the Floating Temple did not live as long as the second living person, and there were many rumors. Only those with extraordinary talents can be seen with a different eye by the gods.

In troubled times, rumors and eyes should not be too focused on Yu Wuque, just think that He Bugui has lost his temper and wants to make things difficult.

Kong Zhi filled the wine and laughed: "Chang Si is heartbroken, but he doesn't know that if you ask Mr. Yu about this, he will definitely be the first one who refuses to leave."

Like it or not, I didn't abuse him anyway.

He Bugui took a sip of the wine, and said to himself: "This bet, Xue Yi will lose."

"What the master said is that Mr. Yu strictly abides by the palace rules in the Fukong Palace, and is safe and calm. Daoist Changsi is doomed."

As the palace banquet draws to a close, the attendants of Tianji Palace thoughtfully send sky lanterns for blessings to various Taoist sects. Bai Yingchi sneaks into the bamboo curtain next door, just in time to see He Bugui meditating while holding a pen.

"What kind of wish do you want to write, junior brother, please show me."

The sky lantern was still empty, and He Bugui stuck his cheeks and held the pen under his nose in a daze.

His wish could not come true.

Wishes that should be made, such as "the country is safe and the people live well" written by Bai Yingchi every year, there is really no need to waste this ink. Whether you make a wish or not, demons and evil spirits are indispensable. Whether you write it down or not, it will be protected by people like them who practice Taoism. After all, it is one's own responsibility to bring peace to the world.

"I have no wish."

"Then look at me."

Bai Yingchi took out the sky lantern like offering a treasure, and wrote a letter——

I only wish Hexi to be healthy, safe and happy.

Staring at the name he hadn't used for a long time, He Bugui remembered the bet just now, and suddenly knew what he could wish for.

"I made a bet with Xue Yi, and I wish I would win."

He took a pen and wrote down solemnly—May Yu Wuque be well-behaved and obedient

Bai Yingchi was stunned after reading it: "What kind of wish is this?"

"Nature is also a wish."

However, before He Bugui could release this little wish point, the wish was shattered.

The attendants rushed to report that a member of Tianji Palace's family was making trouble in Tangquan, and their intentions were wrong, and they had already been arrested.

Wu Yangyang followed a group of female disciples from various Daoist sects. They stood in the middle of the hall filled with righteous indignation, insisting on asking for an explanation.

Bai Yingchi raised his hand to signal everyone to be calm: "Speaking carefully, what happened?"

The attendant reported: "Just now there was a strange sound in the hot spring, and then someone broke through the partition and rushed into the hot spring for the female disciples to bathe in."

The female disciple who followed behind showed up to speak.

"Don't say peeping, but dare to break into the door, it's really audacious!"

"That little boy is really shameless, the most important thing is a woman's innocence, how can a dignified disciple of Tianji Palace do such a messy thing, please ask the palace master to be the master for us!"

"Please Palace Master severely punish these lunatics and give us justice."

Some female disciples thought they were frightened, and cried non-stop, unable to complete a sentence.It was related to women's fame, no one would make a joke about it, all the heads of the family were present at the palace banquet, and it was hard for them to be angry when they heard such strange things, but it was related to Tianji Palace, no one dared to come out and criticize loudly.

"Don't worry, Tianji Palace won't cover up any little lunatics, and I will give you an explanation." Bai Yingchi lowered his face and asked sternly, "Who is that person?"

The attendant glanced at the palace lord, then at Xue Yi, and tremblingly turned his eyes away from the tight bamboo curtain, and replied, "Yu Wuque."

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The author has something to say:

The stubbornness that the crane does not return → set fire to the mountain and fry the furnace tripod

It can still be saved, let me make a good wish (*^▽^*)

Attendant: Yu Wuque peeked at the female disciple taking a bath

The crane does not return:?

Tired of destruction