Immortal couple

The decoration in the living room is elegant, and the collocation of utensils is very freehand. Especially the hanging paintings in the hall are tree scenes in various states, fresh green in spring, verdant in summer, golden in autumn, and silver in winter. Delicate, as if carefully drawn with both hands, showing love and love. What's even more peculiar is that this tree view is not like a tree view. It looks like a person coherently, a beauty with different styles in spring, summer, autumn and winter. .

"Everyone please sit down!"

Huangfu quietly greeted him warmly, and he slowly sat down on the main seat, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes, and secretly sighed: It's no wonder that he is a famous family of immortals, anyone is like an immortal from heaven and earth, especially that falling jade The fairy with white earrings, with a tungsten hair crown inlaid with a bright red spirit stone, looks very noble compared to other people, but he feels a little cold. He stared at the paintings on the four walls when he entered the room. Also painted on this painting...

"What did this fairy see?" Huangfu asked quietly to Mei Aoshuang who was standing in front of a painting, showing anxiety.

Mei Aoshuang withdrew her eyes from looking at the painting, but she didn't look at the gorgeous lady either, she turned around and sat down beside Master Seven, and said indifferently: "The painting is not bad."

Although unable to speak, Wu Shizhu still put up a thumbs up very positively. I don't know whether it is flattering Mei Aoshuang's comment, or also expressing the superb artistry of the owner of this painting.

No matter what kind of meaning it is, Huangfu Jingyan is very disgusted in his eyes, and his already broad face looks fierce.

The Seventh Master was silent for a long time. The Huangfu Jingyan in front of him was radiant with a radiant look like a royal princess. His face was rosy and rosy. He looked like a sick person. According to the medical records in the past, the royal family This kind of angina usually doesn't live past thirty, and as we all know, this princess is already over thirty, but she is still so rich, and the energy in her eyes is flowing enough——

Besides... this mansion is full of evil spirits. The old servant said that evil spirits have been here for decades. Under such circumstances, the human spirit has long been unable to bear the entanglement. How could the sick princess be kept so healthy?

How strange! Seventh Master lowered his eyes and was puzzled.

"Could it be that you just think this painting is good and don't notice any other problems?" Huangfu Jingyan said intentionally or unintentionally: "Or...the famous Xianyue is more exquisite in poetry and painting?"

Sensing Huangfu Jingyan's displeasure, Zhao Youming quickly smoothed things over and introduced: "Princess Jingyan, this is Mei Aoshuang, the head disciple of our Xianyue Mountain. Please forgive me, princess." Pointing to the seventh master seated diagonally above: "This is the master of the gate of the Nanzhu Temple in Xianyue, Taoist name ~ Qian Muzi, and he is proficient in the method of suppressing demons, you can rest assured."

"You are Qian Muzi?" Huangfu sat upright quietly, the displeasure just disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the awe he had when he first saw him, looked carefully at him, and said: "I heard that Xianyue There is a fairy named Qian Muzi, who uses an elegant spell (entering the space), and is resourceful, the head of the wise demon that no one has ever touched. Mulin Senzhi has fought against you."

Everyone was stunned, and even Qiu Wuya cast a strange look at Seventh Master.

Mulin Senzhi is the number one wise monster in the demon world. He is famous in the list of big monsters by relying on his brain. Most of them are tree monsters who are good at thinking. Because they have information about the various departments of the monster clan, even if the monster power of the Hui monster clan is shallow, they can have a status that no one can easily shake.

Because he knows too many secrets of the monster race and even the world, Mulin Senzhi never shows up, so no one knows whether he is a man or a woman, old or young. After a long time, many monsters or people want to compete with him. There are many challenges Among them, it was rumored that only one person had contact with him, but he didn't know who it was, now Huangfu quietly said that that person was the Seventh Master named Qian Muzi, even Mei Aoshuang, who was the head disciple, was surprised.

"I have admired your name for a long time. With you here, I feel at ease." Huangfu Jingyan continued, as if he did not notice the surprise of others.

Seventh Master was a little terrified and flustered, but he was expressionless and couldn't tell. He was trying his best to stabilize his emotions and prevent those nerves from getting out of control.

The meeting with Mulin Senzhi was sudden and unprepared, and it was only after meeting that he knew that the man who smiled like a flower was the legendary No. He didn't want the world to know that the person who met Mu Lin Senzhi was called Qian Muzi, because he was still looking for the millennium tree demon that suddenly disappeared.

He did a good job in covering up the news, why did Huangfu Jingyan, who lives far away, know about it?

"Hey, Seventh Master, I didn't expect you to be the famous person who met Mu Lin Senzhi back then!" Qiu Wuya smiled with his eyes bent, drinking tea one after another.

Zhao Youming's face of admiration was short of his eyeballs shining.

Wu Shizhu gave another thumbs up.

The Seventh Master looked deeply at Huangfu Jingyan, with imperceptible inquiries staring at the corners of his eyes, bowed with both hands, and said calmly: "How did the princess know that the person who met Mu Lin Senzhi was me? Even I am concerned about this matter." It's the first time I heard it."

Huangfu's quiet face sank, and he laughed nervously: "Hehe...I... I heard it from the tree demon at home. Mulin Senzhi is also a tree demon, so...it seems that they are relatives."

"Really?" Seventh Master's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Should...it should be." Huangfu held his chest quietly, his eyes flickered, and he drank a sip of water as if in shock, then calmed down, got up and pointed to the backyard: "The demon is in the small courtyard of the back room, everyone. But let me see, it'd better be uprooted tonight."

"Please lead the way." Seventh Master got up, Zhao Youming followed closely, Qiu Wuya was already about to move.

Mei Aoshuang, who has always spoken little, stood up slowly and did not follow, but called to the old servant: "Is there a ready room?"

The old servant looked at the hostess, and after agreeing, he turned around and asked, "What's the use of the fairy?"

Mei Aoshuang: "Sleep."

Everyone was surprised.

Those two are Taoist couples with cinnabar in love. This time, everyone is avoiding this situation secretly, which is obviously embarrassing at the moment.

Zhao Youming did not expect that Mei Aoshuang's words became more and more direct, and even the always gentle Seventh Master's face turned red with embarrassment.

Don't you want to catch demons?

The old servant was a monk of Erzhang who couldn't touch the pulse gate, so he was stunned for a while before he said: "Everyone's rest room has already been prepared."

Mei Aoshuang waved her hand and tapped the sleeping point of Wu Zhuji, who was secretly delighted, Wu Zhuji immediately softened into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.

"Send him to the room." After ordering, Mei Aoshuang walked quickly to the direction of the back room.

"Yes." The old servant hurriedly beckoned to the servant to carry him down.

"Han Lingzi is still thoughtful."

The Seventh Master heaved a sigh of relief and followed, Qiu Wuya passed through the roof, and several fairy shadows flew past one after another.

"Everyone, wait for me." Huangfu quietly chased after him, his steps swaying and rattling.

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The night is shrouded, and several lonely lights flicker among the buildings.

A ginkgo tree silently in the single courtyard, the tree is slender, the branches are distributed elegantly, forming a landscape of its own, occasionally bleak fallen leaves, lying quietly on the orange-red fence enclosed by the tree, the fence is strung The green emerald chains are regularly intersected into a specific shape, and there is a faint green light on it.

One or two sounds of footsteps on tiles, torn apart by the rustling wind, came closer and closer, and finally stopped.

Mei Aoshuang was standing on the tile in the corner, Qiu Wuya was by her side, the candlelight shone through the night, casting a luxurious dark golden luster on the white satin-like skin of the two of them.

"This tree..." Zhao Youming was a little surprised, looked at the tree in front of him and said, "The tree in those paintings must be this one!"

Who is the owner of the painting?Why did you draw this dryad?

Half of the owner of this mansion is Huangfu Jingyan, and the other half should be the county lord who has never appeared before. Huangfu Jingyan's intention is to eliminate demons, so... the owner of the painting is self-evident. See Zhao Youming The princess looked resentful, so she didn't say any more, what he could guess, others could guess too, it's not uncommon for a man in the world to be deceived by a demon and his wife and children be separated.

The Seventh Master landed at the gate of the courtyard. Seeing this scene, he was startled: "Huicui Barrier!"

It was originally called Emerald Barrier, because this barrier is a self-defense barrier invented by Mulin Senzhi. The cracking of the barrier depends on the brain, and no matter how powerful the spell is, it is useless, so the "Jade" was changed to "Hui", and it is known as the Hui Cui Knot in the world. boundary.

Except for sword-to-hand battles, Qiu Wuya hardly touched the battle of wits and formations, and felt that it was a waste of time.

"Boring." Qiu Wuya glanced uninterestedly, "I'll go back to sleep too."

After saying that, he flew away, and the Seventh Master didn't leave him behind.

"The cracking of the Huicui barrier is to get out of the maze set by the caster." Zhao Youming analyzed: "The higher the wisdom of the caster, the harder the barrier is to break. Although this dryad comes from Mulin Peak, it can't be defeated by Mulin Senzhi. .”

Speaking of this, he looked at the Seventh Master expectantly, and always felt that Huangfu's quiet words just now were a little bit believable.

"Master Seven, what do you think of this enchantment? It should be breakable, right?"

Faced with Zhao Youming's expected inquiry, the Seventh Master smiled helplessly, flicked his sleeves, made a seal with his left hand, and pointed towards the emerald chain with a spiritual method, and saw the white and green lights collide, hovering tentatively for a long time and gradually dissipated , He retracted the seal and looked at the ginkgo tree that was not as high as the eaves. A few leaves were falling, blending into the darkness without sound.

After the temptation just now, the Seventh Master sighed slightly, and whispered to the class tree: "Why are you so persistent?"

"What's the matter, Seventh Master?" Zhao Youming hurriedly asked, and took two more steps towards the fence without any clue: "What's the situation with this monster?"

Before the Seventh Master could respond, Mei Aoshuang, who had been observing for a long time, said coldly: "Its demon pill has been lost."

He lightly tapped the tiles, and slowly fell on the courtyard, the dark agarwood on his body was also brought into the pavilion full of garden.

"!..." Zhao Youming's eyes were full of surprise, and he wanted to ask him how he knew it, but seeing that there was no trace of falsehood on that jade-like face, he didn't dare to question it casually. So, that's why this monster is an immobile tree, it has already returned to its original shape!"

The Seventh Master praised Yang and glanced at Mei Aoshuang who was dressed in blue and white robes but looked noble. This child really has a rare sensitivity. During the moment when he was probing the barrier between him and the tree demon, through the slightest leak With the demonic power of the opponent, he knows the reality of the other party.

"May I get rid of it now?"

Huangfu Jingyan hurried forward, his towering bun cast a shadow under the light, like a dormant monster, staring ferociously at the ginkgo.

Seventh Master turned to face her and waved: "Not yet."

Huangfu remained silent, stepped forward quickly, bowed in front of the Seventh Master, Mei Aoshuang and Zhao Youming, and begged: "I beseech all the immortals to get rid of this demon immediately, I will give whatever you want with both hands, and build a temple Cultivation is not a problem."

Maoshan Taoist being treated as a philistine is very uncomfortable, and Mei Aoshuang ignores it indifferently.

"Why is the princess in such a hurry?"

Master Seven was smiling, but his tone was probing. He looked back at Ginkgo and saw that the shape of the tree coincided with the paintings in the mansion.

"This demon is not life-threatening to you. For God's sake, just send her away." Seventh Master added: "There is no need to take her life. If the princess agrees, I will send her back to Mulin Peak."

"No!" Huangfu refused loudly, his eyes resentful and determined, and he said word by word: "It must die, die immediately, die now!"

Facing this tree, her eyes were full of ruthlessness, a kind of determination that she must live or die. Everyone watched in amazement as her mood fluctuated repeatedly, from grief and hatred to resentment and pain.

She looked at the monks around her, burst into tears, and said sadly: "Wherever she goes, my husband will follow, sending her away is equivalent to sending my husband away, you think of the virtues of God, Can you miss my heartbreak?"

In the calm night, the cloud shadows swayed gently, overflowing with Huangfu Jingyan's heartbroken crying.

The corners of Zhao Youming's eyes were red, and he felt that the princess was pitiful, but Mei Aoshuang had been ignoring him all the time, he didn't understand the things about idiots complaining about women in the world, this kind of feeling couldn't be understood, but he could feel one thing, the princess's grief was a bit jerky, not so much sadness , it is better to say that her hatred just now is more real.

The seventh master said gently: "Where is your husband?"

The crying stopped abruptly, as if frozen, Huangfu Jingyan's sad face suddenly turned pale...