Immortal couple
Chapter 30
Wu tried to live in the comfortable room specially prepared for him. The soft pillow on the high bed and the heavily lit sleeping hole made his snoring hit a new height, with rhythmic loudness, shaking the entire wing.
Qiu Wuya never liked to walk on the gravel road on the ground. Flying over the eaves and walls was his favorite. When he came back and passed by the roof of Wu Shizhu's house, he was attracted by the melodious snoring, thinking that he would go back to the room later, listening to this Can the sound of pigs survive?
He entered Wu Shizhu's room, untied his bed, and poured a pot of herbal tea on the table over his face.
Feeling cold for a while, Wu tried to roll off the bed in excitement, because his mouth was open, he was poured a lot of tea, he choked a few mouthfuls, spit out some tea, rubbed his eyes, saw a pair of black cloth boots in front of him clearly, and then Along the slender legs, you can see the black sword hilt hanging on the waist, and then look up, Qiu Wuya's face that seems to be smiling but not smiling hangs in front of his eyes.
"Second senior brother?..." Wu tried to be puzzled, turned around and scanned the room, touched his clothes, covered his forehead with his hands as if meditating for a while, and said deeply: "Tonight's matter! Don't say it out .”
"Huh?" Qiu Wuya raised his eyebrows.
As if thinking of something, Wu tried to pull up his sleeve to expose his left wrist, looked at the cinnabar seal on it, and sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake!" Then he angrily reprimanded: "Second senior brother, if you do this, you will be punished." If people find out, we will all go into the pigpen!"
"..." Without saying a word, Qiu Wuya gave him a fist.
Covering his head, Wu Shizhu said: "Even if you beat me to death, I won't elope with you."
"Shut up!" Qiu Wuya pinched his chin and warned, "Don't snore."
Wu Shizhu rolled his dark eyes, and said with difficulty: "Snoring while sleeping is common sense, and I can't control it."
"Then don't sleep." Qiu Wuya lifted him up and threw him to the foot of the table.
Stars stared at his eyes from the fall, and Wu tried to respond, "Okay..."
Qiu Wuya took a deep look at him, stood in awe, made sure that he would not dare to resist, and then got up and left.
no sleep...
Wu Shizhu could only go out of the room to wander around. Except for Qiu Wuya, the rest of the people had not returned yet. Most of the servants in the mansion gathered in the back room to watch the immortal monks catch demons. There were not many people in the other courtyards. Both of them were respectful to him and would not ask questions by the way, which was a rare treatment for Wu Shiqiu.
The shadow of the moon was looming at night. After walking around, they came to a small courtyard that was locked. There was a tall guard guarding the gate, which was quite different from the servants in this mansion.
The guard's eyes were bright, and he had already sensed Wu Tutu's brisk pace. Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, a short and strange man appeared with a childish face. He was dressed in blue and white robes. It looks like a pinched white doll, but its eyes are blurred and it looks a little silly.
A monk from the Immortal Sect visited the mansion today, but he didn't expect this little monk to look so weak. He is also a distinguished guest in the mansion anyway. The guards clasped their fists and saluted: "Meet the Immortal Scholar!"
"Brother, you're welcome!" Wu Zhuzhu smiled brightly, waved his hands, and leaned in front of him, showing off a little: "Would you like to meet this immortal Yujian?"
The guard was stunned, and looked at Wu Shizhu strangely. Although the famous sect of cultivating immortals is not common in the world, there are many demons in the southern border, and monks who come to suppress demons often appear everywhere, and the immortal method of Yujian is not difficult to see. He looks at this?Could it be that Xianyue's sword control skills are extraordinary?
"Why are you in a daze? Do you want to see it?" Wu tried to poke him lightly, his eyes gleaming with pride.
The guard thought about it carefully, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and said: "This subordinate is ordered to guard this place. It is inconvenient to watch the immortal's sword control, and it is not convenient for the immortal to stay here. Please leave as soon as possible."
Unlike other guests who visited here, Wu Shijiu would not be curious about where this courtyard is and what is locked inside, nor does he think there is anything wrong with such a small courtyard being guarded by elite soldiers. He seems to be a person without curiosity. .
Wu Zhuzhu clapped his hands and said: "That's why I want Yujian to show you. I Yujian is the fastest to leave, walking is slower, and I'm lost. I can only find my room and go back when I fly to the sky."
This reason sounded very reasonable, and seeing that he had no intention of spying, the guard bowed and clasped his fists: "In that case, let the immortal guard the sword!"
"Okay!"
Wu tried to eloquently pull out the saber from his waist, and cast spells with both hands. After spending a long time, the sword slowly floated in the air with faint aura.There were few lanterns in this side courtyard, and the light reflected was dim, but it could also be seen that his sword skills were clumsy.
Because the psychological expectations were too high, the guard's expression was very surprised, but he was not good at commenting or obstructing. He watched the little monk in front of him tremblingly flying, swaying from left to right, and it took a while to fly to the height of the roof.
The pair of feet that didn't know the size stepped on the sword and swayed back and forth. It might fall down at any time and smash a hole in the roof. The guard was scared when he saw it, and shouted at him: "Immortal...you should go back!"
Wu Zhuzhu looked back and said with a smile: "As a human being, it's easy to go up and hard to go down!"
The guard looked a little serious, holding on to the hilt of the sword, his heels tensed, and he was in a flying posture, saying: "This subordinate can pick you up!"
"Don't bother." Wu tried to refuse with his whole body shaking, "I'll be leaving right away."
The guards were not at ease, they stepped on the ground with their toes, climbed up to the tile wall of the courtyard gate, looked at Wu Zhuzhi defensively, and said: "Please leave as soon as possible, the immortal."
He nervously looked at the main room on the north side of the inner courtyard. The night was dark and there was no light in the tidy courtyard, but there was the sound of iron chains falling to the ground in the main room, which filled the air with a sense of gloom.
As if an unrevealable secret had been discovered, the guard made a posture of preparing for battle, but Wu Shizhu didn't seem to notice anything, still swaying from side to side with a foolish smile, Yu Jian floated a few feet away in front of him, and came out. The scope of partial hospital.
"I'm leaving now!"
The guard was a little dumbfounded, are there any people in the fairy gate who are so strange?
It's good to leave, the guard heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to hand over his hand to send it off, when suddenly the sword and the person on the sword turned back in a spiral circle, and the speed was fast, galloping towards him, like a dragon with its tail Meteors hit the courtyard.
"Ah!!!" Wu Zhuzhu screamed in shock, enough to attract everyone in the mansion, and asked the guard for help: "Strong man!...Catch me!"
The guard was terrified, and just wanted to slash Wu Shishi with a sword, so as to prevent the upcoming nightmare. He was excellent at lightness, but he didn't know where to start when facing the sudden change that came flying with a sword. In a hurry, he drew his sword and turned towards Wu Shishi Swipe away, even if he hurts the noble guest of the mansion, he cannot be allowed to fly into the courtyard.
There was a clang, the sound of two swords colliding, and what he slashed was Wu Zhuyu's sword. Wu Zhuzhu's cry and body slid past his head, irreversibly smashing into the sword.
The roof of the main house in the courtyard!
boom!!
The loud noise of the house's hole broke the tranquility of the mansion. In the night, the courtyard was full of dust, and the wood and tiles continued to fall to the ground, making constant noise.
"A thief has entered the house!!"
"Hurry up...it's the side courtyard."
The servants of the mansion rushed over upon hearing the sound, and clusters of lights drove towards this side.
The guard's face was livid, and he jumped into the courtyard to save people in a pile of rubble. It was obviously not an attempt to save Wu, but to save the people who were originally locked in the main room.
Wu Shizhu, who often escaped death in strong winds and waves, didn't care about such a small scene of smashing the roof. He fell on a round table covered with a brocade tablecloth. He smashed the teapot on the table and his back was injured. The tea was soaked, and the broken teapot tiles cut his clothes and pierced several wounds. He climbed off the table and pushed off the broken tiles on his body, screaming in pain.
It was pitch black all around, only the sound of the guard opening the door and rummaging in, shouting, "Master..."
"Strong man, look for me too!" Wu tried to shout at him, but the guards ignored him.
Wu Shigu could only find the door and go out by himself. He stretched out his hands and groped everywhere. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. He turned around the table and was about to turn around to find a new direction when his ankle caught a cold iron chain and he lost his center of gravity. Go down and fall onto a warm human body.
Feeling his face pressed against a chest with a weak heartbeat, Wu Zhu tried to scream: "Oh my god, is it a human or a ghost?"
In the darkness, only the sound of weak breathing and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground was heard. The man seemed to want to struggle but had no strength to move, and he was struggling to endure Wu's attempt to be on his body.
A ray of light gradually approached, and the guard lit a fire pocket and rummaged through it.
Through this light, Wu Chuzhu could gradually see the person under him clearly. His feet were chained to the corner of the wall with shackles and long chains. His clothes were still clean, as if they were being washed and washed every day. He is gray and has the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he is still elegant and handsome, but he is extremely weak, his lips are pale and his face is bloodless. Only the luster in his eyes shows that he is alive. What kind of trauma, in fact, this person is dying.
Wu Shiguo felt that he was hurt by the bones of his body, he quickly got up, stretched out his fingers to test his breath, and there was a faint breath, and then he sighed peacefully: "It's good if I'm not dead, if I fall If you crush a person to death, you won’t be able to finish eating and walk away.”
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Shizhu as if he saw some hope, his eyes sparkled with excitement, he moved his body and half sat up, and it took him a long time to say a complete sentence: "Please... please take me to Luo Xin's side."
Wu tried to look at the chains on his feet, and said, "Shouldn't you call for help? What is a falling core?"
As if his throat was injured, the middle-aged man struggled to speak, and his voice was weak, but he still begged desperately: "The falling core... is in the courtyard of the back room, please take me there."
Wu Shiji said helplessly, "I don't know where the back room is?"
"I'll show you the way..."
Without even thinking about it, Wu Shizhu readily agreed, "Okay! I'll take you there."
As if he had gained life, the middle-aged man's eyes were grateful, and he watched Wu Yu trying to come over to untie the chains on his feet. Gradually, he found that his own life was slim. There was no way to do it, but it made a lot of noise, which quickly attracted the guards to find them through the pile of tiles.
"Master." The guard called the middle-aged man, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was alive, as if he had saved his own life, relieved.
He lit up the candlestick on the table, and everything in the room became clear. There were three people, a pile of broken tiles and wood, and everything else remained intact. The room was empty, and there was nothing else but the living things. Middle-aged The man's feet are chained to the corner of the wall. It seems that this main room is a claustrophobic room, imprisoning this man.
Wu tried to step forward and patted the guard's shoulder, saying in a familiar tone, "Why did you lock him up? Big brother, can you unlock his chain, I want to take him away."
Does this person not know what happened to him?He even dared to take people away as he should, the shock on the guard's face was followed by endless anger.
He is a military servant of the royal family. He was ordered by Princess Jingyan to guard the county magistrate of Hehe County, who is Princess Jingyan's own husband. A fatal errand was discovered to be a scandal at the county government mansion, and even affected the reputation of the royal family.
As for the current situation, before more people know about it, he must kill this immortal monk.
Anyway... he doesn't have much magic power either.
Qiu Wuya never liked to walk on the gravel road on the ground. Flying over the eaves and walls was his favorite. When he came back and passed by the roof of Wu Shizhu's house, he was attracted by the melodious snoring, thinking that he would go back to the room later, listening to this Can the sound of pigs survive?
He entered Wu Shizhu's room, untied his bed, and poured a pot of herbal tea on the table over his face.
Feeling cold for a while, Wu tried to roll off the bed in excitement, because his mouth was open, he was poured a lot of tea, he choked a few mouthfuls, spit out some tea, rubbed his eyes, saw a pair of black cloth boots in front of him clearly, and then Along the slender legs, you can see the black sword hilt hanging on the waist, and then look up, Qiu Wuya's face that seems to be smiling but not smiling hangs in front of his eyes.
"Second senior brother?..." Wu tried to be puzzled, turned around and scanned the room, touched his clothes, covered his forehead with his hands as if meditating for a while, and said deeply: "Tonight's matter! Don't say it out .”
"Huh?" Qiu Wuya raised his eyebrows.
As if thinking of something, Wu tried to pull up his sleeve to expose his left wrist, looked at the cinnabar seal on it, and sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake!" Then he angrily reprimanded: "Second senior brother, if you do this, you will be punished." If people find out, we will all go into the pigpen!"
"..." Without saying a word, Qiu Wuya gave him a fist.
Covering his head, Wu Shizhu said: "Even if you beat me to death, I won't elope with you."
"Shut up!" Qiu Wuya pinched his chin and warned, "Don't snore."
Wu Shizhu rolled his dark eyes, and said with difficulty: "Snoring while sleeping is common sense, and I can't control it."
"Then don't sleep." Qiu Wuya lifted him up and threw him to the foot of the table.
Stars stared at his eyes from the fall, and Wu tried to respond, "Okay..."
Qiu Wuya took a deep look at him, stood in awe, made sure that he would not dare to resist, and then got up and left.
no sleep...
Wu Shizhu could only go out of the room to wander around. Except for Qiu Wuya, the rest of the people had not returned yet. Most of the servants in the mansion gathered in the back room to watch the immortal monks catch demons. There were not many people in the other courtyards. Both of them were respectful to him and would not ask questions by the way, which was a rare treatment for Wu Shiqiu.
The shadow of the moon was looming at night. After walking around, they came to a small courtyard that was locked. There was a tall guard guarding the gate, which was quite different from the servants in this mansion.
The guard's eyes were bright, and he had already sensed Wu Tutu's brisk pace. Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, a short and strange man appeared with a childish face. He was dressed in blue and white robes. It looks like a pinched white doll, but its eyes are blurred and it looks a little silly.
A monk from the Immortal Sect visited the mansion today, but he didn't expect this little monk to look so weak. He is also a distinguished guest in the mansion anyway. The guards clasped their fists and saluted: "Meet the Immortal Scholar!"
"Brother, you're welcome!" Wu Zhuzhu smiled brightly, waved his hands, and leaned in front of him, showing off a little: "Would you like to meet this immortal Yujian?"
The guard was stunned, and looked at Wu Shizhu strangely. Although the famous sect of cultivating immortals is not common in the world, there are many demons in the southern border, and monks who come to suppress demons often appear everywhere, and the immortal method of Yujian is not difficult to see. He looks at this?Could it be that Xianyue's sword control skills are extraordinary?
"Why are you in a daze? Do you want to see it?" Wu tried to poke him lightly, his eyes gleaming with pride.
The guard thought about it carefully, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and said: "This subordinate is ordered to guard this place. It is inconvenient to watch the immortal's sword control, and it is not convenient for the immortal to stay here. Please leave as soon as possible."
Unlike other guests who visited here, Wu Shijiu would not be curious about where this courtyard is and what is locked inside, nor does he think there is anything wrong with such a small courtyard being guarded by elite soldiers. He seems to be a person without curiosity. .
Wu Zhuzhu clapped his hands and said: "That's why I want Yujian to show you. I Yujian is the fastest to leave, walking is slower, and I'm lost. I can only find my room and go back when I fly to the sky."
This reason sounded very reasonable, and seeing that he had no intention of spying, the guard bowed and clasped his fists: "In that case, let the immortal guard the sword!"
"Okay!"
Wu tried to eloquently pull out the saber from his waist, and cast spells with both hands. After spending a long time, the sword slowly floated in the air with faint aura.There were few lanterns in this side courtyard, and the light reflected was dim, but it could also be seen that his sword skills were clumsy.
Because the psychological expectations were too high, the guard's expression was very surprised, but he was not good at commenting or obstructing. He watched the little monk in front of him tremblingly flying, swaying from left to right, and it took a while to fly to the height of the roof.
The pair of feet that didn't know the size stepped on the sword and swayed back and forth. It might fall down at any time and smash a hole in the roof. The guard was scared when he saw it, and shouted at him: "Immortal...you should go back!"
Wu Zhuzhu looked back and said with a smile: "As a human being, it's easy to go up and hard to go down!"
The guard looked a little serious, holding on to the hilt of the sword, his heels tensed, and he was in a flying posture, saying: "This subordinate can pick you up!"
"Don't bother." Wu tried to refuse with his whole body shaking, "I'll be leaving right away."
The guards were not at ease, they stepped on the ground with their toes, climbed up to the tile wall of the courtyard gate, looked at Wu Zhuzhi defensively, and said: "Please leave as soon as possible, the immortal."
He nervously looked at the main room on the north side of the inner courtyard. The night was dark and there was no light in the tidy courtyard, but there was the sound of iron chains falling to the ground in the main room, which filled the air with a sense of gloom.
As if an unrevealable secret had been discovered, the guard made a posture of preparing for battle, but Wu Shizhu didn't seem to notice anything, still swaying from side to side with a foolish smile, Yu Jian floated a few feet away in front of him, and came out. The scope of partial hospital.
"I'm leaving now!"
The guard was a little dumbfounded, are there any people in the fairy gate who are so strange?
It's good to leave, the guard heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to hand over his hand to send it off, when suddenly the sword and the person on the sword turned back in a spiral circle, and the speed was fast, galloping towards him, like a dragon with its tail Meteors hit the courtyard.
"Ah!!!" Wu Zhuzhu screamed in shock, enough to attract everyone in the mansion, and asked the guard for help: "Strong man!...Catch me!"
The guard was terrified, and just wanted to slash Wu Shishi with a sword, so as to prevent the upcoming nightmare. He was excellent at lightness, but he didn't know where to start when facing the sudden change that came flying with a sword. In a hurry, he drew his sword and turned towards Wu Shishi Swipe away, even if he hurts the noble guest of the mansion, he cannot be allowed to fly into the courtyard.
There was a clang, the sound of two swords colliding, and what he slashed was Wu Zhuyu's sword. Wu Zhuzhu's cry and body slid past his head, irreversibly smashing into the sword.
The roof of the main house in the courtyard!
boom!!
The loud noise of the house's hole broke the tranquility of the mansion. In the night, the courtyard was full of dust, and the wood and tiles continued to fall to the ground, making constant noise.
"A thief has entered the house!!"
"Hurry up...it's the side courtyard."
The servants of the mansion rushed over upon hearing the sound, and clusters of lights drove towards this side.
The guard's face was livid, and he jumped into the courtyard to save people in a pile of rubble. It was obviously not an attempt to save Wu, but to save the people who were originally locked in the main room.
Wu Shizhu, who often escaped death in strong winds and waves, didn't care about such a small scene of smashing the roof. He fell on a round table covered with a brocade tablecloth. He smashed the teapot on the table and his back was injured. The tea was soaked, and the broken teapot tiles cut his clothes and pierced several wounds. He climbed off the table and pushed off the broken tiles on his body, screaming in pain.
It was pitch black all around, only the sound of the guard opening the door and rummaging in, shouting, "Master..."
"Strong man, look for me too!" Wu tried to shout at him, but the guards ignored him.
Wu Shigu could only find the door and go out by himself. He stretched out his hands and groped everywhere. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. He turned around the table and was about to turn around to find a new direction when his ankle caught a cold iron chain and he lost his center of gravity. Go down and fall onto a warm human body.
Feeling his face pressed against a chest with a weak heartbeat, Wu Zhu tried to scream: "Oh my god, is it a human or a ghost?"
In the darkness, only the sound of weak breathing and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground was heard. The man seemed to want to struggle but had no strength to move, and he was struggling to endure Wu's attempt to be on his body.
A ray of light gradually approached, and the guard lit a fire pocket and rummaged through it.
Through this light, Wu Chuzhu could gradually see the person under him clearly. His feet were chained to the corner of the wall with shackles and long chains. His clothes were still clean, as if they were being washed and washed every day. He is gray and has the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he is still elegant and handsome, but he is extremely weak, his lips are pale and his face is bloodless. Only the luster in his eyes shows that he is alive. What kind of trauma, in fact, this person is dying.
Wu Shiguo felt that he was hurt by the bones of his body, he quickly got up, stretched out his fingers to test his breath, and there was a faint breath, and then he sighed peacefully: "It's good if I'm not dead, if I fall If you crush a person to death, you won’t be able to finish eating and walk away.”
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Shizhu as if he saw some hope, his eyes sparkled with excitement, he moved his body and half sat up, and it took him a long time to say a complete sentence: "Please... please take me to Luo Xin's side."
Wu tried to look at the chains on his feet, and said, "Shouldn't you call for help? What is a falling core?"
As if his throat was injured, the middle-aged man struggled to speak, and his voice was weak, but he still begged desperately: "The falling core... is in the courtyard of the back room, please take me there."
Wu Shiji said helplessly, "I don't know where the back room is?"
"I'll show you the way..."
Without even thinking about it, Wu Shizhu readily agreed, "Okay! I'll take you there."
As if he had gained life, the middle-aged man's eyes were grateful, and he watched Wu Yu trying to come over to untie the chains on his feet. Gradually, he found that his own life was slim. There was no way to do it, but it made a lot of noise, which quickly attracted the guards to find them through the pile of tiles.
"Master." The guard called the middle-aged man, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was alive, as if he had saved his own life, relieved.
He lit up the candlestick on the table, and everything in the room became clear. There were three people, a pile of broken tiles and wood, and everything else remained intact. The room was empty, and there was nothing else but the living things. Middle-aged The man's feet are chained to the corner of the wall. It seems that this main room is a claustrophobic room, imprisoning this man.
Wu tried to step forward and patted the guard's shoulder, saying in a familiar tone, "Why did you lock him up? Big brother, can you unlock his chain, I want to take him away."
Does this person not know what happened to him?He even dared to take people away as he should, the shock on the guard's face was followed by endless anger.
He is a military servant of the royal family. He was ordered by Princess Jingyan to guard the county magistrate of Hehe County, who is Princess Jingyan's own husband. A fatal errand was discovered to be a scandal at the county government mansion, and even affected the reputation of the royal family.
As for the current situation, before more people know about it, he must kill this immortal monk.
Anyway... he doesn't have much magic power either.
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