Everyone owes me a favor

Luo Fuchun couldn't understand Sang Luojiu's subtext, and honestly flicked his forehead with his hand: "You, you are too sincere, and you are coaxed by him!"

Sang Luojiu touched his forehead that was sore from the bullet, and smiled innocently: "Then ask senior brother to take care of you for a long time."

Luo Fuchun graciously put his shoulders on his shoulders, pretending to be someone who came here to teach him earnestly: "It's natural. To deal with a petty temper like Master, you have to harden your heart. You don't have to say everything he says. listen……"

As soon as the voice fell, Ruyi and Feng Ruyuan came from the direction of the other courtyard.

Ruyi's demeanor was as usual, it didn't look like he had just punished himself, so no one in the crowd thought in that direction.

But only Haijing noticed that Ruyi's belt had changed, as if it had just been untied and then fastened again.

...It seems that whoever Yun Zhongjun is with will lose his clothes.

Duan Rongjun is like this, and so is Little Martial Uncle.

Haijing didn't dare to speak, didn't dare to ask more questions, didn't even dare to take a breath, and stood aside with her head bowed like a little quail, leaving everyone with a bare green head.

As for how the waves are surging in his head, no one knows.

Luo Fuchun, who taught Sang Luojiu the secrets of dealing with his master in an orderly manner just now, is obviously a master who can only teach by words but not by example.

As soon as he saw Feng Ruyuan's face, his expression immediately softened unconsciously, the bright smile on his face couldn't be covered, and he took the initiative to offer the dessert Chang Boning sent with both hands: "Master!"

Feng Rugu took the paper bag and weighed it: "Senior brother, have you been back?"

Luo Fuchun nodded: "Uncle Master asked us to pass it on to Master."

Feng Ruyuan opened the paper bag, took out a small piece of snowflake crisps, bit into his mouth and tasted the taste, he let out a sound, seemed satisfied, touched another piece, turned around and fed it into Ruyi's mouth naturally: "You Try it."

Ruyi was caught off guard by being fed, biting the dessert, frowning slightly, looking somewhat displeased.

After walking together for the past few days, Luo Fuchun was actually a little afraid of Ruyi.

His expression was indifferent, he spoke little and didn't smile, Luo Fuchun really couldn't figure out his pulse, seeing his cold face, his heart twitched for no reason, he stretched out his hand to grab Master's sleeve, and pulled him calmly To the side to protect.

Ru's expression changed a few times, as if he was considering whether to spit out the thing that was stuffed in his hand, but in the end it was attributed to indifference, politely bit off the bit of pastry that entered his mouth, and wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth Crumbs, took a handkerchief, wrapped the remaining snowflake crisps in it, and put it in the sleeve again.

When he was doing this, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see any elements of happiness or anger.

This pastry was bought by the adoptive father, so he can't throw it away and should keep it well.

From Ruyi's point of view, this is nothing more than a normal thing.

He could also see that Feng Rugu did not have any malicious intentions, but simply "be kind to him".

It's just that Ruyi can't think of a very suitable reason for this kind of "good" for no reason, except for one——

... He may have some undue thoughts about himself.

Ruyi has been walking in the world for many years, because of this skin, he has provoked many apprentices.

Although he does not understand the principles of empathy and love, he also knows that people will not be nice to another person for no reason.

... When she was talking about his right and wrong behind his back, Feng Ruyuan pretended to be drunk on purpose to smooth things over for him.

...Feng Ruzhi folded a paper crane and asked it to rest on his shoulder.

... When he was walking around the market with him, Feng Rugu's eyes were too focused and serious when he painted his forehead.

... When he was applying the medicine just now, Feng Ruzhi leaned over and sprayed the pain-relieving thin smoke on his affected area.

Adding up all the piles, Ruyi couldn't help thinking about it.

And for this kindness, he is not sensitive.

Ruyi thinks that this will not lead to any results, as long as he does not respond, Yun Zhongjun, who is frivolous by nature, will feel bored and will naturally look for other fun.

However, he was thinking with such restraint in his heart, his hands wrapped the bitten pastry thinly, the tip of his nose lingered the faint bamboo fragrance when Feng Rugu's fingertips approached him, and his ears turned red little by little.

Haijing was immersed in his own affairs, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu only cared about Feng Ruyi, so even Ruyi himself didn't realize this.

Luo Fuchun asked earnestly: "Master, tell me, where should we go next?"

Sure enough, as Sang Luojiu said, Feng Rugu had already figured it out: "Luojiu, would you like to take us to your house?"

Sang Luojiu replied with a smile: "Luojiu completely listens to Master."

Feng Rugu put a piece of Snowflake Crisp on the location of "Jianchuan" on the map, and tapped his fingertips on the edge of the map twice, seemingly thinking: "Jianchuan..."

……

Jianchuan is located in the cold and yin region. Even Yujian is far away from Jiangling City where Jing Sanchai's Qianjiyuan is located. It takes a whole day and night to get there.

They rested overnight on the road and arrived near Jianchuan the next day.

Surrounded by three mountains, it is shaped like three unsheathed sharp swords, pointing directly at the sky, hence the name "Jianchuan".

The mountain is surrounded by a large area of ​​ancient Daze, named "Sinking Water". The water is heavy and has no buoyancy.

Ordinary people without physical strength, of course, have nothing to do with this treacherous big river; and Taoists with mana can't do anything on the river. It is difficult to climb out of this dark bottomless pool.

The water area of ​​Daze is in the shape of a gossip disk, and the water is also yin and yang.However, this place is extremely dangerous. Even the disciples of the three Taoist sects who practiced in Jianchuan did not dare to show off easily when they arrived at the river. Tie a rope around your waist to avoid falling into the water.

If you want to cross the river, you need to know how to pass the heart, and recite it at the ferry, so that an ice bridge can be condensed out of thin air, and people can cross the river.

At this time, summer was approaching, and a group of people stood by the dark pool, and there was still a chill in their faces.

Luo Fuchun had only heard about this natural danger, now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help being curious: "Is this water really capable of sucking the person who wields the sword into it?"

Feng Rugu was coming down from Ruyi's sword, when he heard this, he put his arms on Ruyi's shoulders with great interest, and encouraged him: "Fuchun, try using the sword."

Ruyi moved his shoulder slightly, but he still didn't drive him off.

Sang Luojiu smiled kindly, dissuading the eager Luo Fuchun: "Brother, there is not much mystery in this water, it will only make people with mana temporarily lose mana, no different from ordinary people."

Luo Fuchun squatted by the water's edge and studied the gloomy black water: "Then what kind of barrier is this? Find someone who knows water well, pull a rope, and swim across."

Sang Luojiu: "Senior brother, you might as well stick your hand in, you'll know once you try it."

Luo Fuchun never doubted Sang Luojiu's words, he stretched out his hand into the water, but just after the water reached his fingertips, he quickly withdrew his hand, bared his teeth, as if bitten by a snake.

He wondered, "Why is the water so cold!"

The glacier water in winter is probably not so cold.

As soon as Luo Fuchun touched the water, his teeth trembled from the cold, his fingertips were stiff and painful, and it was difficult to straighten them.

Sang Luojiu explained: "The chill in the 'sinking water' is bone-chilling. People who practice Taoism are above the 'sinking water', and they are no different from ordinary people. Even with good water quality, it is impossible to swim through such bone-piercing icy water."

As he spoke, Sang Luojiu put his hand on the floating pile at the ferry, and silently recited the heart formula.

Frost blossoms gradually gathered, ice and air criss-crossed, and a long dome-shaped bridge emerged on the water, like a flying rainbow, across the two banks.Under the impact of the water vapor and the early morning sunlight, the bridge body adds a bit of iridescence out of thin air, which is extremely magnificent.

"Thousands of years ago, this place was a barren land. Later, there was a great power who practiced here, and the several Taoist boys who accompanied him were the ancestors of the three Taoist schools here." The aptitudes of the Taoists were left to them respectively to help them cultivate, and to leave them with a bridge to connect with the outside world. This is the current Feihua Gate of the Hua Family, Baisheng Gate of the Zhu Family, and Qingshuang Gate of the Yan Family .Only inner disciples can open this bridge and come in and out freely; outer disciples who want to go out have to report to the higher authorities before they can go out.”

Feng Ruyu meets Ruyi's eyes.

... The one whose body was abandoned in Jianchuan was not a disciple of any of the three Taoist sects.

And the Tang swordsman who threw the corpses everywhere is obviously unlikely to be the Crouching Tiger or Qianlong of this small path.

Therefore, which one of the three Taoist sects and which inner sect disciple crossed this natural moat and led the murderer or a corpse into Jianchuan is a matter of great debate.

This matter is not difficult to imagine, therefore, the interior of these three Taoist sects must not be as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

The ice bridge is strong and wide, and when several people cross the bridge, they feel like they are walking on flat ground.

In order to prevent Feng Ruyu from accidentally falling into the water, Ruyi used Buddhist beads to wrap Feng Ruyu's wrist like he did in the market last time.

The journey was smooth and unimpeded.

But when he walked halfway across the bridge, Sang Luojiu realized something was wrong.

He leaned to Luo Fuchun's side, supported the sword body calmly with one hand, and tugged at his sleeve with the other.

Luo Fuchun knew that his junior brother had suffered a lot of bullying in his family, and being so relied on by his junior brother made him want to protect him, so he cheered up: "Junior brother, don't be afraid, with your senior brother here, those in your family dare not bully you .”

Sang Luojiu said, "It's not right."

Luo Fuchun: "What?"

Sang Luojiu: "The three families take turns to take care of the bridge. At this time, someone should be patrolling. But now..."

In the early morning mist, there was no one around the bridge.

...This place seems to be a lifeless empty island.

Luo Fuchun's heart tightened, white sweat burst out, and he immediately turned to look at Feng Ruyuan.

Feng Ruyi didn't look worried, and looked up lazily at Ruyi.

Ruyi closed his eyes and raised his finger to the distant mountain: "There is a lot of spiritual energy there, at least a thousand monks gathered there."

He paused for a moment, pinched a Buddhist bead with his fingertips, and his voice turned cold: "...the sword is unsheathed, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy."

...Looking at this situation, there is a great battle in Jianchuan, which smells like gunpowder, and it is about to break out.