I see how charming Zhenjun is

The next day, Xiaoyu and Chen Xiang had breakfast at the table.

It is said to be breakfast, but it is actually just a few fruits.

"Xiaoyu," Chen Xiang said inarticulately, "won't your aunt come to eat?"

"My aunt doesn't have to eat for a long time," Xiaoyu said. "All the food at home is for me. My aunt said I'm still growing."

"Don't eat it, you two!" Aunt Fox suddenly appeared and said, "Someone is breaking the trap outside, hurry up!"

Chen Xiang picked up her own baggage and said in a panic, "Where are you going?"

"Xiaoyu, take him out! You know the way!"

"Aunt?" Xiaoyu looked at her.

Fox Aunt said: "Don't you want to go with him? Then go. Auntie is fine by herself. I have no grievances or enmities with them, and they will not come to arrest me."

Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, grabbed Chen Xiang's hand, and ran away: "Come with me!"

Watching them leave, Aunt Hu jumped up into the high cave with a little tiptoe.

The reason why this Wanku Mountain is called Wanku Mountain is because there are countless caves in the mountain. Even she has lived here for 100 years before she finally remembered the locations of all the caves.If outsiders come in, they will definitely get lost.

She hid her figure and looked down.

"Master! The smell is strong here!" Xiao Tiangou jumped in first, sniffing everywhere.

Hu aunt raised her hand, the wind in the cave passed by silently, disturbing the breath.

"There's no one here, look again."

The familiar voice suddenly broke into her mind, and she was stunned immediately, unable to recover for a long time.

The man in black clothes came slowly with a folding fan, like a nobleman walking in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but every step he took easily shattered her peaceful life.

The eyebrows and eyes seem to be the same, but it seems that it is no longer him. There is a strange aura about him, high above, difficult to approach, cold and alienated, as if a backhand can turn the clouds upside down.

It was only now that she suddenly realized what the word "Judicial God" meant.

Light as a feather, but heavier than a thousand jun.

Is this Yang Jian?

Is this still the Yang Jian who will become irritable because of soul changing?

Is this still the Yang Jian who can't admit that the fox tail is comfortable?

Is this still the same Yang Jian who would watch the snow in the lonely wind in Buzhou Mountain?

Is this still the Yang Jian who would cry because of his failure to save his mother?

she does not know.

Yang Jian seemed to feel something, looked up, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The murderous aura pervaded in an instant, and at this moment, she suddenly remembered what Chen Xiang said: "Yang Jian is just a ruthless villain who doesn't recognize his relatives!"

She flew away, feeling that her heart was shaking every inch of her body.

Yang Jian jumped into the cave almost immediately.

But all he saw was a dark and narrow detour, no different from other caves.

"Master, they must have been here yesterday!" Xiao Tianquan said, "It's just that the smell of foxes in this fox cave is too strong, and the smell of agarwood is hardly smellable..."

"Where did they go?"

Xiao Tianquan frowns: "This is probably the lair of the old fox and the little fox. They have lived for too long, and their smell is everywhere, and I can't smell where they went...Master, what are you doing there? "

"It's nothing." Yang Jian glanced into the depths of the cave and jumped down.

Under the black corners of the clothes, a dark red lining was exposed.

"They escaped." Yang Jian said, "Let's go too."

"Just...just leave like this?" Xiao Tianquan asked.

"Otherwise?" Yang Jian glanced at him.

Xiao Tianquan touched his nose, and followed him embarrassingly.

……

An hour later, they were still circling in Wanku Mountain.

Yang Jian:"……"

Xiao Tianquan said weakly: "Master, I really can't smell this. How about you blow up this mountain, we can go out after blowing up."

Yang Jian scolded lightly: "Nonsense."

Xiaotiangou squatted in the corner and howled: "I really can't walk anymore! I chased Chen Xiang for a whole day yesterday and came here, but I couldn't get into the cave, so I had to go back to the Zhenjun Temple to look for you. Come here with you. Well, I’m coming in, but I can’t get out. I’ve never stopped!”

Yang Jian: "How long do you want to rest?"

"One hour?" Xiao Tiangou looked at his face, then changed his tune, "...half an hour?"

"That's all." Yang Jian put away his fan, squatted down in front of him, stretched out his arms and said, "I'll carry you away."

Xiao Tianquan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yang Jian made a gesture and stood up: "Don't forget it."

"I want it! I want it!" Xiao Tiangou hastily changed back to his original shape and jumped into his arms.

Yang Jian sighed, and lifted the heavy dog ​​up: "In the future, I will eat less food, and finally cultivate a human shape, and eat more than before."

Xiao Tianquan grinned like a dog, hehe.

Yang Jian hugged the Xiaotian dog and walked around in the cave.

"Howling dog."

"Ok?"

"Is Chen Xiang still alive?"

"……what?"

"Didn't you say there was an old fox?"

"Oh, that little girl is a vixen, and she called that woman Auntie, so I guess she is also a vixen." Roaring Sky Dog said, "But her cultivation base is too high, I can't see her original shape, just I can smell a little fox, but it smells much better than other foxes."

"Really." Yang Jian raised the corner of his lips imperceptibly, "Do you think that old fox will attack Chen Xiang?"

"Shouldn't there be any?" Xiao Tianquan said, "I don't smell blood? Oh, what kind of smell is this, it seems to be..."

Yang Jian patted him: "Come down, we're coming out."

Xiao Tianquan turned his head with a howl, and saw the bare cliff and sky outside.

The rain was pattering.

Xiaotiangou jumped out of his arms, turned back into a human body, rubbed his nose and said, "I said I smelled rain. Master, what are we going to do now? Looking for Chenxiang?" He took a deep breath Tone, "I seem to smell agarwood and that little fox, they really ran away!"

"No." Yang Jian said, "We'll wait here."

"Wait? Who are you waiting for?"

"Wait for that old fox." Yang Jian slowly opened the folding fan, "That old fox is very good at hiding. But I can feel that she must not have left Wanku Mountain."

The two of them sat in the clouds and waited and waited until the sky cleared, but Wanku Mountain was still silent.

Xiaotiangou asked suspiciously: "Master, what if you feel wrong? Or, what if she doesn't want to come out?"

"Since you said that the little fox called her aunt, and she was able to save the little fox from you at a critical moment, then they must have a very close relationship." Yang Jian said, "The little fox followed Chen Xiang, how could she rest assured?" Okay? She will definitely follow."

Xiao Tianquan scratched his head: "But why are we waiting for her here?"

"Inquire about her strength and her position." Yang Jian said, "Whether such a big monster wants to help Chen Xiang or harm Chen Xiang, we must find out."

"Oh……"

Just as he was speaking, a black shadow emerged from Wanku Mountain.

Xiaotiangou excitedly said: "Master, she has come out!"

Yang Jian stretched out his index finger and tapped his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

The black figure seemed to look around for a while, and then rode away with the wind.

"Where is she going?" Xiao Tianquan stretched his neck, "It doesn't seem to be the direction of Chen Xiang and the little fox?"

Yang Jian got up: "Chasing!"

The black shadow was extremely fast, Yang Jian hadn't chased such a fast monster for a long time.

"Master, can you tell, is she a fox?" Xiao Tiangou stuck out his tongue, "Why are these foxes running faster one by one..."

"It's a fox." Yang Jian said.

With half-opened eyes, he could see a hazy outline of a fox on her body, but it didn't seem like an ordinary fox.

"Where is she going?" Xiao Tiangou said, "If you fly in this direction, you will arrive at Hua—oh my God, is she going to Mount Hua?"

Yang Jian's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

The speed of the black shadow gradually slowed down, Yang Jian pulled the Xiaotian dog and submerged into the stratus clouds.

"Is the old fox observing Mount Hua?" Xiao Tianquan whispered.

Yang Jian glanced at him.

The Xiaotian dog shut up.

The black figure stood on top of the cloud for a while, then landed cautiously on the ground.

She walked around the place guarded by the soldiers and reached out to touch the mountain wall, but was bounced back by a layer of light shield.

She staggered a few steps and rubbed her wrist.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed something, and suddenly flew up!

"Shut the demon fox!" Yang Jian yelled, and the folding fan in his hand instantly turned into a three-pointed and two-edged spear, stabbing at her back.

She dodged sideways, but unexpectedly bumped into Xiaotiangou's bone stick again.

The cold tip of the spear was pressed tightly against her throat, and if she moved a little, she would definitely be pierced on the spot.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Yang Jian asked forcefully, with murderous intent all over his body.

The drooping hat brim covered most of her face, she pursed her lips tightly, but said nothing.

Xiaotiangou lifted the cap of the cloak very sensiblely——

An ordinary woman's face, a little panicked, a little nervous, and some inexplicable emotions.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Xiaotiangou asked again, "No answer? Do you want to stay in the dungeon of the Zhenjun Temple?"

The woman's expression gradually regained her composure. She didn't look at Yang Jian, but just stared at the ground under her feet without saying a word.

The point of the gun pierced her skin, and a drop of blood came out.

"Do you think you can hide it from me by turning into a fake skin?" Yang Jian sneered, "How can a fox monster like you grow up like this in human form?"

The woman was startled and couldn't help but look at him.

The moment Yang Jian met her gaze, he was suddenly stunned.

This feeling……

He came back to his senses suddenly, turned the silver gun in his hand, and a light blue light shrouded her body instantly.

She covered her face.

However, Yang Jian's speed was faster than her, and he grabbed her by the throat in an instant: "I want to see what kind of fox monster it is, so I dare to use the charm in front of me—"

The second half of the sentence came to an abrupt end.

In the misty temples of the wind servant girl, he saw a pair of familiar fox eyes.

With a pale face, she looked at him so complicatedly, as if she had traveled through thousands of lonely years, looking straight into the bottom of his heart.

The three-pointed, two-edged gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He took a step back and looked at her in disbelief: "You..."

She got this chance to breathe, and slashed the nose of the Xiaotian dog beside her with a hand blade, and fled away quickly.

Yang Jian stared at her back in a daze, but didn't react for a while, until her figure disappeared into the clouds and mist, and then he shouted, "Shoutiangou!"

Xiaotiangou covered his nose and said, "I'm here!"

"That was just now... Did you see..." His voice was trembling.

"I saw..." Xiao Tianquan said, "That is... her? I said, why is her smell familiar, but she is not... Master! Master! Wait for me!"

Xiao Tiangou howled a few times on the spot, grabbed the three-pointed double-edged gun that was thrown on the ground, and hurriedly caught up with Yang Jian.

There was a loud bang in the brain, and something collapsed.

Yang Jian's eyes were red, and there was only one thought in his mind: To find her, you must find her!

But he missed the best opportunity. Now, in this vast sea of ​​clouds and thousands of miles of wind, where should he find her!

"Master..." Xiao Tiangou finally chased after him, gasping for breath, "Your... gun..."

Yang Jian snatched it away, and then firmly held his shoulder: "Where did she go? Let me smell it!"

"Master, I was just about to talk about this..." He pointed to his nose, crying, "She broke my nose, I can't smell anymore..."

"what!"

Xiao Tiangou pinched his nose, bared his teeth and said, "It's not too bad, maybe it will be fine after a month or two..."

Yang Jian let go of him in a daze.

Is that real, or is it his illusion?Or, who set him a trap?

Yang Jian turned around abruptly: "Let's go, let's go to Xuanyuan Tomb!"

Xiao Tianquan covered his nose: "Hey..."

Xuanyuan Tomb is full of greenery.

The wild vines of mountain flowers withered and flourished, flourished and withered again, crop after crop, spring wind blows and grows again.

He hasn't been here for a long time.

Yang Jian pushed aside the tall grass at half a person's height, and saw the old ruined stele without writing.

His fingertips brushed off the floating dust on the stele, and the slightly prickly edges and corners pierced straight into his heart like a long knife.

"Sorry to bother you," he whispered.

Then he raised his hand and squeezed it hard.

With a bang, the ground behind the stele was blown up layer by layer. After the dust cleared, a deep long pit appeared in front of him.

Yang Jian's throat moved slightly, and he approached slowly step by step.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and looked down.

A dull jade lute.

A messy skeleton of nine pheasants.

And the position that originally belonged to the nine-tailed fox was now empty.