My Taoist companion is a little fox

what happened? ! !Isn't this an occasion for a marriage ceremony? !Why is the object of worship a big monster? !

Zhou Ke roared inwardly, and what made his eyes pop out even more was that the bridegroom officer he was possessing was untying who's belt!

Wan Zhang was so frightened and furious that he almost turned his back in anger, every inch of his muscles and bones resisted, howling like a pig being slaughtered in the sea of ​​consciousness.He lowered his head to meet the fox-like and star-like eyes in this illusion, and felt as if he had been stabbed hard in the heart.

Just as she was about to bend down unavoidably, the illusion around her changed violently. The red gauze in the wedding room with the characters of "Hua Zhu Xi" was all as chaotic and misty as mist. When the strong wind blew, the dream woke up.

Zhou Ke's body trembled, his vision was distorted for a moment, and then he felt the pulse beating from his side.

"Little Taoist."

Zhou Ke came back to his senses in an instant: "Digging!"

"Sorry, I was distracted by accident just now." Qian Li clasped his hand tightly, "I didn't expect you to be tricked again in just such a moment."

Zhou Ke turned his head and saw the real absconding in the real world around him. The fox demon in the illusion was dressed in red, with red makeup on the corners of his eyes, and he was charming and coquettish.

In this world, the fox demon is dressed in white clothes, from head to toe, not stained with dust, and when he is not smiling and solemn, he looks like a banished fairy who has fallen from the nine heavens.

Qian Li frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Ke immediately vetoed it: "I'm fine!" He coughed and turned his head to look around, his ears and neck turned red: "Where did that scholar go?!"

The scholar had disappeared.

At this time, Qian Li let go of his hand: "Little Taoist priest, you go after the scholar first, I will go and confirm one thing, and I will catch up with you later."

At this moment, Zhou Ji was wishing that he could stay away from him first, so as to escape from the residual consciousness of those charming illusions in his mind.He immediately complied, and stretched out his hands and fingers to cover the demon-appreciating jade hanging around his neck. He used his spiritual power to identify the strong demonic aura just now, and followed this clue to sense the remnants of the demonic aura on the street.

Qianli had already cast a barrier on his body to defend against the interference of the Pear Blossom Demon. Seeing him running in two or three steps, he pulled up his clothes and headed for the county magistrate's mansion without wasting any time.

The couple at the door were about to enter with red lanterns, when they suddenly heard a warm voice behind them: "You two, please stay."

The couple turned around and saw a young man in white clothes with a clean face and a peerless face. They asked kindly, "What advice do you have, young master?"

Qianli put his hands together and bent down: "I am a cultivator. I just took a look at it from a distance. I feel like old friends with the two of you. But what I saw is not right. Could you please move on and talk about it in detail?"

If it were someone else, it would make people feel like a magic stick who came to beat the autumn wind, but if it was him, it would make people feel convincing.

The young man smiled and raised his hand sideways: "It turns out to be a fairy, please come in."

Qian Li walked up the steps, followed them into the mansion, and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

Qianli waved his sleeves lightly, and a plain fan appeared in his hand out of thin air, causing the woman to exclaim.

He apologized: "Madam was shocked, sorry."

The woman waved her hand: "I feel miraculous for a while, don't blame the immortals."

The young man was as usual, he looked at Qian Li, a little puzzled: "I think the immortal has a very kind face, as if he has seen it somewhere."

"Sir's memory is the same as before." Qianli unfolded the fan, and the word "Tongchen" was written on the front. He turned it over, raised his hand and passed the fan, and an ink painting appeared on the fan.

He moved the fan to the young man's eyes, and asked him, "Does this painting look familiar, sir?"

The painting on the fan is an ancient battlefield, with shaggy grass and dry grass, black ink flags in the wind, horses and infantry next to each other, only the red tassel on the general's helmet is a bright spot in the bleakness.

The young man stared at it for a while, then shook his head.

Qian Lisu swept his hand again, and the painting on the fan changed again, into a deep courtyard, a crooked small pear tree dropped petals all over the ground in the wide courtyard.

This time the young man looked dazed, and he was actually fascinated by it.

Seeing this reaction, Qianli understood, and suddenly closed the same dust fan.With a clatter, the young man came back to his senses: "Why did the immortal show me that painting? Dare I ask where it is on that painting?"

"It's a place of fate, and it's also a tomb of bones." Qian Li looked at him, his eyes were a little sour, but there was nothing unusual on the surface.

Without further explanation, he turned to the woman: "Mr. has immeasurable merits and virtues, but Mrs. Madam seems to have been haunted by something evil. Dare I ask Madam, where did you live before passing the door?"

The woman was a little scared, thought for a while, and replied: "I am originally from a neighboring county. When I came to the city with my relatives, I used to stay at the Wanli Inn."

Subconsciously sighed, and quickly figured out the whole story.The woman asked: "The immortal said just now that I was haunted by evil spirits, this..."

Qianli joined hands: "Ma'am, please be at ease, Mr. is a person of infinite merit. With him around, evil spirits will never bother you again. I felt something strange before, so I wanted to come forward and ask you two. Now I have the answer. Thank you both, and I will bid farewell."

He stood up, and the young man followed closely: "Immortal, stop! Is the pear tree in the painting related to me?"

"Sir, do you believe in the theory of reincarnation?" Qianli looked at this man's eyes, "After thousands of reincarnations, his face has already changed completely, but his soul still remembers the imprint of a certain life, which cannot be erased by several times of Mengpo soup. If you believe it, that painting is a landscape from the old world, even an old person. If you don’t believe it, it’s just an ethereal painting.”

The young man hesitated for a moment, shook his head and laughed at himself: "I believe, but the old world is different from the present. Although the scenery is familiar to me, I am no longer an old friend. There is no point in entanglement."

After Qian Li was silent, he replied: "Mr. is transparent, thousands of times better than others."

He bent down to bow to the young man, and made up a thousand-year-old etiquette: "Sir, take care."

After paying his respects, he turned and left.

On the other side, Zhou Ke followed the clues all the way, like a pug sniffing around, walked through three streets, and finally stopped the scholar at the corner.

The little Taoist went up and pressed the scholar's shoulder, and said with a sulky face: "Brother, take a step to talk."

The scholar couldn't escape, and was carried into the dark alley by him like a little chick, still struggling: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"I'm your grandfather, teach your grandson a lesson." The little Taoist unceremoniously pushed the thin scholar against the wall, slapped his hand on the scholar's celestial cap with spiritual power, and whispered: "Mortal, you know you Did something happen? You are possessed by a big monster, and you are slandering and hurting people everywhere. If you don’t know it, it’s fine. If you really know, you still help the monster to commit murder. You should understand the term "worshiping a tiger, right?"

The scholar's expression froze, and he shouted: "She has never harmed anyone!"

Zhou Ke was taken aback, and opened his mouth wide: "I'll wipe you, you really know!"

The scholar pushed Zhou Ke's hand away, and a wave of spirit surged from behind him along the wall. Zhou Ke's Yaojian jade reacted. When the monster power attacked, the sword light blazed in the alley, and the little Taoist priest climbed up like a gecko. He stepped off the wall, blocked a few blows of demon power with the lightsaber, sealed all five senses, and opened his eyes to meet him.

He stuck to the wall to look at the scholar below, and saw that his whole body was shrouded in a thick fog-like evil spirit, blending very thoroughly.

Zhou Ke frowned, the Yaojian jade on his neck became hot for a while, he sealed off the five senses, and said a few words of incantation silently, summoned a talisman from the Qiankun bag and stuck it on his wrist, in order to get rid of it. Resist the all-pervasive illusion of the Pear Blossom Demon, but it is this mortal who is causing him headaches right now.

The scholar frowned and looked up, looking at the Zhou engraved on the wall of the alley: "Who are you?"

"An ordinary Taoist priest in the mountains came down to eliminate demons and defend the Tao." The lightsaber in Zhou Ke's hand shone brightly, "I'm not lying, brother, there are two worlds between humans and demons, and most demons covet mortals. Good thing, either you are greedy for human spirit/body, or you are greedy for human life span. You are covered with a thick layer of demonic energy, which shows how deeply the demon is attached to you. Hey, that is a thousand-year-old tree Monster, your body like bean sprouts is not enough for it to fit between your teeth. No matter how stubborn you are, you won’t know if your bones are chewed to pieces!”

"What do you know?" the scholar snapped, "A so-called Taoist who knows no good or evil, with a sharp knife in his hand, shouts and kills demons indiscriminately when he sees them, and speaks with his fists and strength, what kind of cultivator is he? It's true that she is a demon, but you can judge her good and evil based on the knowledge of the world and a few impetuous glances!"

Zhou Ke stared round his eyes: "If you are sold and count the money for the other party, why don't you go to heaven? That tree demon has lived for thousands of years, do you know what it has done? I don't know if it is far away, just based on the recent three years. You lured me into the illusion several times, with the intention of devouring Lao Tzu's nourishment, how can you tell that you are a good monster!"

"She didn't want to swallow you! She just wanted to borrow your magic weapon and let you..." The scholar defended loudly, but his mouth was suddenly covered by some invisible hand and he couldn't make a sound.

Zhou Ketian watched, and sure enough, he saw a thin hazy demon shadow raised his hand to cover the scholar's mouth, the demon shadow looked sideways at the other end of the dark alley, and Zhou Ke followed the direction it turned his head to look, at the end of the alley Saw the sneaking away in white clothes.

"Big monster!" Zhou Ke called him, and looked at him with his heavenly eyes, his body was clean, without a trace of evil spirit.

Qianli stepped into the alley, with a wide barrier behind him, sealing the entire narrow dark alley, he looked at the scholar and the demon shadow, his pupils gradually showed the red color of the demon form, and the spiritual pressure spread out while speaking: " What are you asking him to do?"

The demon shadow beside the scholar was silent, sneaked away one step and teleported, and instantly came to the scholar, stretched out his hand to strangle the demon shadow's neck and hit the wall.

Although the scholar couldn't see the demon with his naked eyes, he saw that Qianli grabbed the air and hit it, and pressed a big hole in the wall. Lurking Arm: "Let her go!"

Qian Li didn't even move his eyelids, and used Reiatsu to flick the silly mortal away, then raised his head and said to Zhou Ke who was stuck on the wall: "Little gecko, come down and control your kind, I need to say something to my kind talk."

"You're a gecko!" Zhou Ke slid down yelling, picked up the scholar with one arm and stepped back, "Brother, what's the matter with you, you must have been bewitched by that tree demon to be so determined..."

"Same kind? He is also a monster? What is he going to do to Fuguang!" the scholar struggled and shouted.

Hearing that address, Qianli looked at Yaoying: "I finally remembered. That's where the prince came when he went out to invite military advisers. It's just that the house was not the Wanli Inn, but a broken post. The military master liked the crooked-necked pear tree in the yard, and often sat under the tree to read, and even named the pear tree Fuguang."

"At that time, I knew that you were also a demon, but you didn't even develop your spiritual wisdom. You lived in the world of fireworks for three or four years, and you could only absorb the weak spiritual energy of heaven and earth and practice hard. I didn't take you seriously at the time. "Qianli chuckled, "It stands to reason that the aura in this place is weak, even if it has been thousands of years, you shouldn't have the way you are today."

He glanced at the scholar next to him: "There are a lot of rations for such a fool, and it gives you enough nourishment, doesn't it?"

Yaoying didn't struggle, just managed to get six words out of his throat.Zhou Ke also heard it clearly, for some reason, the sea of ​​knowledge was overwhelmed.

"Don't cry, stay away..."

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Don't cry, let's leave, from Bai Juyi's "Farewell" ⊙▽⊙