Everyone owes me a favor
Chapter 12
Wen Runjin, who came to the other building early and was waiting to meet Feng Rugu, looked at the scene in front of him with a livid face and cold sweat on his brow.
The four little demon cultivators lined up in front of the courtyard, each holding a cup of hot tea, a small incense burner emitting plum fragrance, a bamboo smoking gun, and a bottle of bamboo smoke lamp.
They have been dressed in ordinary children's attire, tidy up vigorously, but all of them keep their heads down, like little quails.
When Wen Runjin saw these four people, his elegant smile disappeared immediately.
At this moment, only Haijing and Ruyi are in the courtyard, Feng Rugu still stays in the main hall, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu pack their bags in the main hall.
Wen Runjin thought that people in the Buddhist sect would not be so blind as to intervene in the internal affairs of the Taoist sect, so he took a few steps forward and shouted in a low voice: "This is where you can come? Don't kill yourself?"
The four little demon cultivators were nonchalant, unable to utter a single word.
Wen Runjin scolded: "Go back!"
Unexpectedly, although the little demon cultivators were afraid, their brains were clear, and they all pretended to be deaf and dumb, and held the things in their hands more securely.
"you--"
Before Wen Runjin got angry, Feng Rugu came out from the main hall.
The Taoist robes of Fengling are mainly in ethereal color, white jade crown, ethereal hair band, sleeves with auspicious clouds and dark patterns, which originally has a solemn appearance, but Feng Ruru was influenced by his teacher, and resembles his teacher. He dressed in a dissolute and unrestrained youth chivalrous manner.
Moreover, this is an exceptionally delicate and exquisite knight.
He walked to the side of No.1 Xiao Moxiu, took the warm tea in his palm, took a sip, and said leisurely: "Master Wenmen, morning."
After finishing speaking, he held his sleeves together, and slowly brushed them over the incense burner held by No.2 Xiao Moxiu, so that the cuffs could be stained with a faint plum fragrance.
Wen Runjin was speechless for a moment with this natural nobleman's style, and his leisurely posture as if he was in his own home. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Mr. Yunzhong, these little disciples..."
Feng Rugu fumigated his sleeves with cold incense and joked, "Master Wenshi, do you feel distressed for recruiting your disciples of Wenshimen?"
Wen Runjin's heart was full of twists and turns, but his face was full of thoughtfulness, and even his smile was still eager: "It's because Wen's hospitality is not good enough, I just think that Mr. Yunzhong has a familiar apprentice serving him, so he will be more friendly." Be more comfortable, I didn't expect that there will be a shortage of manpower, so take it easy, take it easy."
Luo Fuchun thought to himself, old fox.
The four demon cultivators were brought into the courtyard by the master. It was obvious that the master gave Wen Runjin his power. The ready-made evidence of the crime was put in front of him. He didn't beg for forgiveness and admit his mistakes.
But Luo Fuchun is not in a hurry.
Since the master said that there is a way to punish Wen Shimen and preserve the four demon cultivators, it depends on how the master responds.
At this time, Wen Runjin's heart was full of turmoil.
Just in case, he clearly dismissed this little demon cultivator who was sweeping in the annex. Where did these demon cultivators come from, to dare to come to Lord Yunzhong?
No, maybe Yun Zhongjun discovered something and caught them.
Did he pull these four demon cultivators in front of him, was he intending to ask the teacher for their crimes?
Wen Runjin was figuring out how to deal with it, and Feng Ru, who was dyed with plum fragrance on both sleeves, walked up to the No. .3 The smoke lamp held by Xiao Moxiu burns out wisps of clear smoke.
He said to himself: "Master Wenmen, last night I went for a walk under the moon and turned into the small courtyard. I ran into these four children and chatted very speculatively. I wanted to take them out to gain some insight. I wonder if Master Wenmen is willing to part with them? "
Luo Fuchun: "..."
What kind of random excuse is this? !
Walking under the moon, encountering Moxiu by chance, and four?
Such an excuse is difficult to fool a child, how can it be used to fool a fox?
Sang Luojiu, after thinking for a while, looked at Feng Rugu with a complicated expression.
Rao Wen Runjin was so cultivated, he was taken aback for a while, and then he smiled and said: "This is my Wenshi disciple, Yun Zhongjun took it away as soon as he said, it's not appropriate."
"What's wrong?" Feng Rugu said, "They are willing to go out with me to learn a lot."
Wen Runjin: "Wen Shimen have their own homework to study, and when the time comes, they will naturally be able to go out to open their eyes. I am afraid that Yun Zhongjun still has important things to do, so why add burdens."
Feng Rugu: "No. As you can see, I am a poor and fastidious person. I have to be supported by someone when I get up, sit and lie down, and read a book. I never feel that there are too many people around me."
Wen Runjin: "A few children, how do you know how to serve others? Why don't I choose a few vigilant and clever ones for Mr. Yunzhong..."
Feng Rugu: "It's good to be smart, but Feng Er pays attention to his eyes in everything. He is not afraid of people being stupid, but he is afraid that his cleverness will miss the point. It will be superfluous and self-defeating."
From the confrontation between these two people, Luo Fuchun gradually tasted something.
Master seems to be trying to force the old man of the Wen family to suffer from being dumb?
Thinking of this, when he looked at Master's face again, he felt the icing on the cake, and his face blushed a little with excitement.
Wen Runjin is really suffering and can't tell.
He had already seen that Feng Ruyuan knew that these four people were demons, and today he was determined to take them away from this place.
But how could Wen Runjin agree?
Firstly, the four little demon cultivators have helped Wenshimen a lot. In the past few years, their parents have indeed sent many treasures and classics to save their children's lives; secondly, if these four sons are sealed as before Take it away in public, once he uses it as a threat, won't Wen Shimen let him handle it in the future?
Wen Runjin's mood was surging, and he was deceived by Feng Ruyu before he knew it.
Feng Rugu held the bong flat in front of his chest with one hand, lowered his voice, and spoke with a warm breath: "...Master Wenmen is so reluctant, could it be that one of them is the master of Wenmen? illegitimate child?"
Wen Runjin felt a chill in his heart, and blurted out: "Absurd!!"
Feng Ruyuan laughed loudly: "Just kidding, kidding."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the side of the four little demon cultivators, saying that everything was a foregone conclusion: "Don't you want to thank Master Wenmen for taking care of you for so many years?"
Staring at Feng Rugu's back, Wen Runjin's heart seemed to be frying, creaking and creaking. For a while, evil thoughts abounded, but he couldn't control it anymore. He took a step forward, trying to catch Feng Rugu——
A deep black wooden sword landed three inches in front of his feet, a flash of light flashed, and a white gray mark was drawn on the ground around the sword.
Wen Runjin turned his head in astonishment, only to see that Ruyi put the drawn out "Pictures of All Beings" back to his side, his expression was calm and he didn't speak, but the meaning was clear enough.
…cross the line at your own risk.
Wen Runjin woke up immediately, stopped moving forward, sweating profusely, and said nothing more.
Ruyi's move startled many people, Hai Jing opened his mouth wide, Luo Sang and the two were also a little dazed, only Feng Ruzhi glanced at Ruyi from the side, pursed his lips in joy, but almost burned his fingers by the smoke lamp.
...fortunately no one found out.
When Wen Runjin respectfully escorted Feng Rugu and his party all the way to the Sword Control Stone, his face was already a little stiff with a smile.
Feng Rugu's expression was normal, and he still wanted to say something else, but he didn't tell Wen Runjin what Wen Chen told him last night.
Since Wen Chen came to talk to him, he had no reason to betray him.
What's more, as an outsider, there is no need for Wen Runjin to know that his son cut off his daughter's head.
When he was saying goodbye to Wen Runjin, he turned his head and found the Second Young Master Wen who was yelling at him to be beaten and killed when he came to the mountain yesterday behind a tree not far away.
He had probably been trained, and his eyes flickered towards Feng Rugu.
After being caught by Feng Ruyuan, he even flashed back behind the tree, pretending that he had never appeared before.
Feng Rugu thought it was quite funny, he just thought he was scared by the training, and walked straight to Sang Luojiu's side.
Sang Luojiu was about to use the sword, when he saw Feng Rugu walking in his direction, he couldn't help being surprised: "Master, won't Master Ruyi lay the sword?"
Feng Rugu looked tired: "I didn't sleep well last night, I want to sleep on Luo Jiu for a while."
When Ru Yi released his sword, he stood forward and left a place for Feng Rugu to stand. Hearing this sentence, he looked at Feng Rugu and then at the place he had left for himself, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face. Yue, seems to be angry with himself.
And Sang Luojiu had long been used to Feng Ruyi's off-key way of speaking, and was about to invite the master to come up when he was attracted by Ruyi's light cough.
Ruyi pointed to his sword, signaling him to come over.
Seeing that he was silent, Feng Rugu pretended not to understand, and tilted his head like him.
It was Haijing who understood Ruyi's meaning, grabbed the little bald head, and explained embarrassingly: "Mr. Yunzhong, I have only learned superficially in the art of controlling the sword, and my cultivation is still shallow, so I can only take myself on the sword."
Feng Ruyu let out an "ah".
He had arranged it quite well, the little monk brought two little demon cultivators, and the silly apprentice surnamed Luo brought two. His family's little mortals didn't like demon cultivators, so it was easier for him to take less time with himself.
... It seems that it will not work.
He was in a hurry to sleep, so he didn't refuse anymore, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said lazily: "Luo Jiu, you take two."
He walked slowly behind Ruyi and threw his sword: "Master, I'm in trouble."
Ruyi lowered his head, sniffing the plum aroma mixed with some borneol on his body, but didn't speak.
The supple and close-fitting monk's robe hangs down along his shoulders, protruding from the curvature of the blade, making his neck even more slender.
...It must be comfortable to lean on.
In just a few moments, Feng Ruzhi studied all the places on his body that could be used as pillows.
After leaving Wenshi Gate, Sang Luojiu looked at the four little demon cultivators who were frightened out of their wits for the first time, and said, "Is this the method Master said last night?"
Feng Rugu said lazily: "How? If you want to praise Master for being wise and powerful, you should be more concise, three to five hundred words will do."
Sang Luojiu was speechless for a moment.
Luo Fuchun took the words: "Master, your move is really clever, Master Wenmen has nothing to say now! Let's go to Mizhi now to investigate the murder of Hanshan eunuch?"
Feng Ruyou rubbed Ruyi's back comfortably, and stretched his waist like a cat: "No hurry, let's go to Jiangling City first. These four little bean dings..."
He opened his eyes and glanced at them lazily: "...you have to find a place for them."
Sang Luojiu replied with a heavy heart: "...Yes."
yes.Master's move is really ingenious.
In this way, the four little devils can retreat completely, and Wen Runjin can't demolish himself in public, he can only admit it with his nose. He also has to worry about it all the time, for fear that Feng Rugu will make trouble with this little devil Xiu, and he will be tortured every day.
And without the magic cultivator in Wenshimen, Wen Chen can avoid the punishment of conscience and take a few steps closer to the "Tao" in his heart.
This idea is good in every way, but there is only one bad thing——
Wen Runjin will put this account entirely on Feng Rugu's head.
Master is taking all the ties and grievances on his own body.
What Sang Luojiu could think of, Ruyi couldn't think of.
It stands to reason that it is extremely unwise for Buddhism to intervene in matters of Taoism.
It was even more inappropriate for him to attack Wen Runjin.
But Ruyi thinks that it is always bad to be in vain, and if you leave Wenshimen early, you can get rid of obsessions for the Buddhist disciples who died in vain, and reach bliss early.
He thought, he wasn't doing it for Fengru.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and drove away Feng Rugu who was drunk in front of his eyes and whose eyes were watery under the shadow of the lamp.
However, his laughing and joking voice still echoed in his ears——
"I'm an annoying genius."
...which made it difficult for him to calm down.
Not long after, Feng Rugu was already sound asleep, pillowing on his shoulder socket, which was the most comfortable place he had carefully chosen to lean on.
But he couldn't stand very stably, even though his arms were hooked around his waist, his body was still falling faintly.
If it was inconvenient for him to do it, he lightly hooked his belt with his backhand with a prayer bead, and lifted him up, almost carrying him on his back.
It took them half a day to reach Jiangling City.
Feng Ruyuan slept soundly all the way, with bright jade-like cheeks blushing, and led several people into Jiangling.
Although he hadn't gone down the mountain for ten years, he had both mouth and feet, and he asked all the way, where was the house of the Taoist priest who exterminated demons in Jiangling city who was famous only for his three short spears.
As soon as they mentioned the three short spears, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu's expressions became subtle.
Haijing hurriedly inquired quietly, who were the people who used the three short guns.
Luo Fuchun whispered: "Now the three most prosperous schools of Taoism are Fengling Mountain where my master lives, Yingtianchuan, and Danyang Peak. There are three in total. You know that?"
Haijing was eager to listen to the gossip, and kept nodding her head.
"This man used to be a direct disciple of Ying Tianchuan. He was very talented but very irritable. Nine years ago, he had a quarrel with his master Yingxu Lord Zhou Beinan. Apart from Taoism, he left Sichuan. But this person has a good relationship with Master, and he often goes up the mountain to visit and chat."
Haijing was incredulous: "...just because of the quarrel?"
"Yes, quarreling. The master and apprentice coincidentally have the same temperament. Neither will give in to the other. If they disagree, they will fight. He still can't beat his master. He always gets very angry... I remember him Call……"
After twisting and turning, a group of people came to a quiet three-entry courtyard in Nancheng.
Feng Rugu knew him very well, he pushed the door open and walked in: "Jing Sanchai! Feng Er is here to visit, and he's out to pick up the guests!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a thin and sharp sound of piercing through the air.
Ruyi reacted very quickly, and pushed Feng Ruyi away with a palm.
However, the strength and accuracy of the incoming objects are good, and it is not aimed at people.
It was a finely carved silver hairpin, nailed to the door panel.
What was nailed to the hairpin was a scrawled note——
"Feng Ruyu and dogs are not allowed to enter!!!"
The four little demon cultivators lined up in front of the courtyard, each holding a cup of hot tea, a small incense burner emitting plum fragrance, a bamboo smoking gun, and a bottle of bamboo smoke lamp.
They have been dressed in ordinary children's attire, tidy up vigorously, but all of them keep their heads down, like little quails.
When Wen Runjin saw these four people, his elegant smile disappeared immediately.
At this moment, only Haijing and Ruyi are in the courtyard, Feng Rugu still stays in the main hall, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu pack their bags in the main hall.
Wen Runjin thought that people in the Buddhist sect would not be so blind as to intervene in the internal affairs of the Taoist sect, so he took a few steps forward and shouted in a low voice: "This is where you can come? Don't kill yourself?"
The four little demon cultivators were nonchalant, unable to utter a single word.
Wen Runjin scolded: "Go back!"
Unexpectedly, although the little demon cultivators were afraid, their brains were clear, and they all pretended to be deaf and dumb, and held the things in their hands more securely.
"you--"
Before Wen Runjin got angry, Feng Rugu came out from the main hall.
The Taoist robes of Fengling are mainly in ethereal color, white jade crown, ethereal hair band, sleeves with auspicious clouds and dark patterns, which originally has a solemn appearance, but Feng Ruru was influenced by his teacher, and resembles his teacher. He dressed in a dissolute and unrestrained youth chivalrous manner.
Moreover, this is an exceptionally delicate and exquisite knight.
He walked to the side of No.1 Xiao Moxiu, took the warm tea in his palm, took a sip, and said leisurely: "Master Wenmen, morning."
After finishing speaking, he held his sleeves together, and slowly brushed them over the incense burner held by No.2 Xiao Moxiu, so that the cuffs could be stained with a faint plum fragrance.
Wen Runjin was speechless for a moment with this natural nobleman's style, and his leisurely posture as if he was in his own home. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Mr. Yunzhong, these little disciples..."
Feng Rugu fumigated his sleeves with cold incense and joked, "Master Wenshi, do you feel distressed for recruiting your disciples of Wenshimen?"
Wen Runjin's heart was full of twists and turns, but his face was full of thoughtfulness, and even his smile was still eager: "It's because Wen's hospitality is not good enough, I just think that Mr. Yunzhong has a familiar apprentice serving him, so he will be more friendly." Be more comfortable, I didn't expect that there will be a shortage of manpower, so take it easy, take it easy."
Luo Fuchun thought to himself, old fox.
The four demon cultivators were brought into the courtyard by the master. It was obvious that the master gave Wen Runjin his power. The ready-made evidence of the crime was put in front of him. He didn't beg for forgiveness and admit his mistakes.
But Luo Fuchun is not in a hurry.
Since the master said that there is a way to punish Wen Shimen and preserve the four demon cultivators, it depends on how the master responds.
At this time, Wen Runjin's heart was full of turmoil.
Just in case, he clearly dismissed this little demon cultivator who was sweeping in the annex. Where did these demon cultivators come from, to dare to come to Lord Yunzhong?
No, maybe Yun Zhongjun discovered something and caught them.
Did he pull these four demon cultivators in front of him, was he intending to ask the teacher for their crimes?
Wen Runjin was figuring out how to deal with it, and Feng Ru, who was dyed with plum fragrance on both sleeves, walked up to the No. .3 The smoke lamp held by Xiao Moxiu burns out wisps of clear smoke.
He said to himself: "Master Wenmen, last night I went for a walk under the moon and turned into the small courtyard. I ran into these four children and chatted very speculatively. I wanted to take them out to gain some insight. I wonder if Master Wenmen is willing to part with them? "
Luo Fuchun: "..."
What kind of random excuse is this? !
Walking under the moon, encountering Moxiu by chance, and four?
Such an excuse is difficult to fool a child, how can it be used to fool a fox?
Sang Luojiu, after thinking for a while, looked at Feng Rugu with a complicated expression.
Rao Wen Runjin was so cultivated, he was taken aback for a while, and then he smiled and said: "This is my Wenshi disciple, Yun Zhongjun took it away as soon as he said, it's not appropriate."
"What's wrong?" Feng Rugu said, "They are willing to go out with me to learn a lot."
Wen Runjin: "Wen Shimen have their own homework to study, and when the time comes, they will naturally be able to go out to open their eyes. I am afraid that Yun Zhongjun still has important things to do, so why add burdens."
Feng Rugu: "No. As you can see, I am a poor and fastidious person. I have to be supported by someone when I get up, sit and lie down, and read a book. I never feel that there are too many people around me."
Wen Runjin: "A few children, how do you know how to serve others? Why don't I choose a few vigilant and clever ones for Mr. Yunzhong..."
Feng Rugu: "It's good to be smart, but Feng Er pays attention to his eyes in everything. He is not afraid of people being stupid, but he is afraid that his cleverness will miss the point. It will be superfluous and self-defeating."
From the confrontation between these two people, Luo Fuchun gradually tasted something.
Master seems to be trying to force the old man of the Wen family to suffer from being dumb?
Thinking of this, when he looked at Master's face again, he felt the icing on the cake, and his face blushed a little with excitement.
Wen Runjin is really suffering and can't tell.
He had already seen that Feng Ruyuan knew that these four people were demons, and today he was determined to take them away from this place.
But how could Wen Runjin agree?
Firstly, the four little demon cultivators have helped Wenshimen a lot. In the past few years, their parents have indeed sent many treasures and classics to save their children's lives; secondly, if these four sons are sealed as before Take it away in public, once he uses it as a threat, won't Wen Shimen let him handle it in the future?
Wen Runjin's mood was surging, and he was deceived by Feng Ruyu before he knew it.
Feng Rugu held the bong flat in front of his chest with one hand, lowered his voice, and spoke with a warm breath: "...Master Wenmen is so reluctant, could it be that one of them is the master of Wenmen? illegitimate child?"
Wen Runjin felt a chill in his heart, and blurted out: "Absurd!!"
Feng Ruyuan laughed loudly: "Just kidding, kidding."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the side of the four little demon cultivators, saying that everything was a foregone conclusion: "Don't you want to thank Master Wenmen for taking care of you for so many years?"
Staring at Feng Rugu's back, Wen Runjin's heart seemed to be frying, creaking and creaking. For a while, evil thoughts abounded, but he couldn't control it anymore. He took a step forward, trying to catch Feng Rugu——
A deep black wooden sword landed three inches in front of his feet, a flash of light flashed, and a white gray mark was drawn on the ground around the sword.
Wen Runjin turned his head in astonishment, only to see that Ruyi put the drawn out "Pictures of All Beings" back to his side, his expression was calm and he didn't speak, but the meaning was clear enough.
…cross the line at your own risk.
Wen Runjin woke up immediately, stopped moving forward, sweating profusely, and said nothing more.
Ruyi's move startled many people, Hai Jing opened his mouth wide, Luo Sang and the two were also a little dazed, only Feng Ruzhi glanced at Ruyi from the side, pursed his lips in joy, but almost burned his fingers by the smoke lamp.
...fortunately no one found out.
When Wen Runjin respectfully escorted Feng Rugu and his party all the way to the Sword Control Stone, his face was already a little stiff with a smile.
Feng Rugu's expression was normal, and he still wanted to say something else, but he didn't tell Wen Runjin what Wen Chen told him last night.
Since Wen Chen came to talk to him, he had no reason to betray him.
What's more, as an outsider, there is no need for Wen Runjin to know that his son cut off his daughter's head.
When he was saying goodbye to Wen Runjin, he turned his head and found the Second Young Master Wen who was yelling at him to be beaten and killed when he came to the mountain yesterday behind a tree not far away.
He had probably been trained, and his eyes flickered towards Feng Rugu.
After being caught by Feng Ruyuan, he even flashed back behind the tree, pretending that he had never appeared before.
Feng Rugu thought it was quite funny, he just thought he was scared by the training, and walked straight to Sang Luojiu's side.
Sang Luojiu was about to use the sword, when he saw Feng Rugu walking in his direction, he couldn't help being surprised: "Master, won't Master Ruyi lay the sword?"
Feng Rugu looked tired: "I didn't sleep well last night, I want to sleep on Luo Jiu for a while."
When Ru Yi released his sword, he stood forward and left a place for Feng Rugu to stand. Hearing this sentence, he looked at Feng Rugu and then at the place he had left for himself, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face. Yue, seems to be angry with himself.
And Sang Luojiu had long been used to Feng Ruyi's off-key way of speaking, and was about to invite the master to come up when he was attracted by Ruyi's light cough.
Ruyi pointed to his sword, signaling him to come over.
Seeing that he was silent, Feng Rugu pretended not to understand, and tilted his head like him.
It was Haijing who understood Ruyi's meaning, grabbed the little bald head, and explained embarrassingly: "Mr. Yunzhong, I have only learned superficially in the art of controlling the sword, and my cultivation is still shallow, so I can only take myself on the sword."
Feng Ruyu let out an "ah".
He had arranged it quite well, the little monk brought two little demon cultivators, and the silly apprentice surnamed Luo brought two. His family's little mortals didn't like demon cultivators, so it was easier for him to take less time with himself.
... It seems that it will not work.
He was in a hurry to sleep, so he didn't refuse anymore, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said lazily: "Luo Jiu, you take two."
He walked slowly behind Ruyi and threw his sword: "Master, I'm in trouble."
Ruyi lowered his head, sniffing the plum aroma mixed with some borneol on his body, but didn't speak.
The supple and close-fitting monk's robe hangs down along his shoulders, protruding from the curvature of the blade, making his neck even more slender.
...It must be comfortable to lean on.
In just a few moments, Feng Ruzhi studied all the places on his body that could be used as pillows.
After leaving Wenshi Gate, Sang Luojiu looked at the four little demon cultivators who were frightened out of their wits for the first time, and said, "Is this the method Master said last night?"
Feng Rugu said lazily: "How? If you want to praise Master for being wise and powerful, you should be more concise, three to five hundred words will do."
Sang Luojiu was speechless for a moment.
Luo Fuchun took the words: "Master, your move is really clever, Master Wenmen has nothing to say now! Let's go to Mizhi now to investigate the murder of Hanshan eunuch?"
Feng Ruyou rubbed Ruyi's back comfortably, and stretched his waist like a cat: "No hurry, let's go to Jiangling City first. These four little bean dings..."
He opened his eyes and glanced at them lazily: "...you have to find a place for them."
Sang Luojiu replied with a heavy heart: "...Yes."
yes.Master's move is really ingenious.
In this way, the four little devils can retreat completely, and Wen Runjin can't demolish himself in public, he can only admit it with his nose. He also has to worry about it all the time, for fear that Feng Rugu will make trouble with this little devil Xiu, and he will be tortured every day.
And without the magic cultivator in Wenshimen, Wen Chen can avoid the punishment of conscience and take a few steps closer to the "Tao" in his heart.
This idea is good in every way, but there is only one bad thing——
Wen Runjin will put this account entirely on Feng Rugu's head.
Master is taking all the ties and grievances on his own body.
What Sang Luojiu could think of, Ruyi couldn't think of.
It stands to reason that it is extremely unwise for Buddhism to intervene in matters of Taoism.
It was even more inappropriate for him to attack Wen Runjin.
But Ruyi thinks that it is always bad to be in vain, and if you leave Wenshimen early, you can get rid of obsessions for the Buddhist disciples who died in vain, and reach bliss early.
He thought, he wasn't doing it for Fengru.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and drove away Feng Rugu who was drunk in front of his eyes and whose eyes were watery under the shadow of the lamp.
However, his laughing and joking voice still echoed in his ears——
"I'm an annoying genius."
...which made it difficult for him to calm down.
Not long after, Feng Rugu was already sound asleep, pillowing on his shoulder socket, which was the most comfortable place he had carefully chosen to lean on.
But he couldn't stand very stably, even though his arms were hooked around his waist, his body was still falling faintly.
If it was inconvenient for him to do it, he lightly hooked his belt with his backhand with a prayer bead, and lifted him up, almost carrying him on his back.
It took them half a day to reach Jiangling City.
Feng Ruyuan slept soundly all the way, with bright jade-like cheeks blushing, and led several people into Jiangling.
Although he hadn't gone down the mountain for ten years, he had both mouth and feet, and he asked all the way, where was the house of the Taoist priest who exterminated demons in Jiangling city who was famous only for his three short spears.
As soon as they mentioned the three short spears, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu's expressions became subtle.
Haijing hurriedly inquired quietly, who were the people who used the three short guns.
Luo Fuchun whispered: "Now the three most prosperous schools of Taoism are Fengling Mountain where my master lives, Yingtianchuan, and Danyang Peak. There are three in total. You know that?"
Haijing was eager to listen to the gossip, and kept nodding her head.
"This man used to be a direct disciple of Ying Tianchuan. He was very talented but very irritable. Nine years ago, he had a quarrel with his master Yingxu Lord Zhou Beinan. Apart from Taoism, he left Sichuan. But this person has a good relationship with Master, and he often goes up the mountain to visit and chat."
Haijing was incredulous: "...just because of the quarrel?"
"Yes, quarreling. The master and apprentice coincidentally have the same temperament. Neither will give in to the other. If they disagree, they will fight. He still can't beat his master. He always gets very angry... I remember him Call……"
After twisting and turning, a group of people came to a quiet three-entry courtyard in Nancheng.
Feng Rugu knew him very well, he pushed the door open and walked in: "Jing Sanchai! Feng Er is here to visit, and he's out to pick up the guests!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a thin and sharp sound of piercing through the air.
Ruyi reacted very quickly, and pushed Feng Ruyi away with a palm.
However, the strength and accuracy of the incoming objects are good, and it is not aimed at people.
It was a finely carved silver hairpin, nailed to the door panel.
What was nailed to the hairpin was a scrawled note——
"Feng Ruyu and dogs are not allowed to enter!!!"
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