Everyone owes me a favor

During this trip, their only gain was this rotten leaf.

There was nothing under the tree except the blood dripping from the hanging head. Apparently, Miss Wen San didn't die here, but after her death, someone wrapped her head in a cloth and hung it here specially.

According to Ms. Wen San's waitress, Miss San hanged herself for the third time two days before the formal divorce. When she woke up, she was overjoyed to learn that her parents had agreed to the divorce. , Go to get rid of bad luck, and in two days, I have to go to the ancestral hall to fulfill my vows, and go down the mountain to relieve boredom.

Therefore, when the maid found her disappearing from the boudoir, she thought she couldn't wait to play.

Feng Ruyuan kept nodding his head, as if he wasn't the one who was abandoned by the third lady, crying and vowing not to marry to the death.

... as thick-skinned as a city wall.

Fortunately, there was still this leaf, which pointed out the next step for a few people.

When the disciples of Wenshi Sect led the group to the other hall where they were staying and bid farewell to leave, Luo Fuchun, who had a headache all the way, said: "Master, even if you are acting, at least in front of other people's family, you should also look sad."

Feng Ruzhi said slowly: "If you're talking about crying, I've only met Ms. Wen San once, so it's too fake to pretend to be sad. Besides, she even smashed a tea set for me..."

Luo Fuchun couldn't bear it anymore: "Master! Don't mention your tea set! Everyone is dead—"

Feng Ruyuan muttered: "... Luojiu bought it."

Luo Fuchun: "..."

Sang Luojiu smoothed things over: "Forget it, forget it. Master likes it, so let's buy it again."

Luo Fuchun was heartbroken: "Luojiu! Shut up! Can't you see, this person is clearly deceiving you!"

Feng Ruyu laughed.

Ru Yi was too lazy to talk to Feng Ru Gu, and took Hai Jing to the side hall of the other hall, Feng Ru Gu naturally occupied the main hall unceremoniously.

After getting along with Feng Ruyu for a day, Hai Jing was amazed: "It seems that Yun Zhongjun really lives up to the name of 'Daoxie'."

Ruyi repeated Haijing's words, thoughtfully: "...'Daoxie'."

He walked around in the world, his ears were never clean, he had heard many anecdotes about Taoism, and he was named "Daoxie". He had heard of it, but he didn't know the source.

"Among the current rulers of the three sects of Taoism, he is the only one who has actually had a human life in his hands." Haijing thought that Ruyi was interested, so he explained in detail, "...It is said that it is the life of an ordinary person. I heard people say that if If it wasn't for his master to pick him up, it wouldn't be unusual for him to practice magic..."

It wasn't until he noticed the cold light in Ru's eyes that he realized that he was doing mouth work, so he quickly shut up.

Even though Ruyi doesn't like Feng Ruyuan, talking about others behind his back makes him even more disgusted.

Ruyi looked at him: "Once again, I will ask you to practice closed mantra."

Haijing kept silent like a cicada.

Outside the side hall, Feng Rugu, who put on his bathrobe and came to ask them if they want to go to Tangquan to take a bath together, lightly touched the door with his fingers, was stunned for a moment, and smiled silently.

Except for Luo Jiu, master and brother, no one has ever spoken for him.

It felt really fresh.

He went to Tangquan behind the other hall alone.

Pine trees are planted all around Tangquan, and everything is silent at night, only the sound of pine waves can be heard.

The clothes are covered with rosin, and the stars are floating.

Feng Ruyuan dipped into the pool with one hand, shattered the hazy crescent moon in the pool with the back of his finger, thinking of all the things that happened during the day, he was lost in thought.

He said to himself, "... Boren?"

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Chen, the eldest son of the Wen family, brought a few vegetarian dishes to the other hotel where they were staying.

There is some medicinal fragrance on his body, as soon as he can smell it, it is a warming, calming and calming medicine.

Ruyi asked, "How is Mrs. Wen?"

"My mother is just mentally ill, everything is fine. Layman Xie Ruyi is caring."

Compared to the delicate third sister and the savage second brother, Wen Chen has a calm personality, with his sleeves folded and his brows slightly frowned, as if he always has infinite thoughts.

"I've also heard about today's incident. This matter is entirely because my second brother was too reckless, and he has nothing to do with Yunzhong Jun. I will persuade him for another night, and tomorrow I will send him to apologize to Yunzhong Jun."

As he said that, the word Chuan on the center of Wen Chen's eyebrows became a little more serious: "Because of what happened back then, Lord Yunzhong had many enmities in the devil's way. My father and mother made their own opinions and wanted to form a fate with Fengling, but they only saw When it was good, I couldn't see the danger, and now I'm putting all the blame on Yun Zhongjun, alas..."

As soon as Wen Chen mentioned the events of the year, Luo Fuchun couldn't help straightening his back.

But Wen Chen didn't intend to go any further: "How is Yun Zhongjun's health these years? These years he lived in seclusion in 'still waters run deep' and thanked guests behind closed doors. I wanted to climb the mountain several times to pay my respects, but I couldn't get in. It's really... "

Luo Fuchun was disappointed again, and asked casually without hope: "How did Master save everyone when he was seriously injured and dying."

Wen Chen's shoulders shook suddenly, as if recalling the past, his face turned pale, he got up and bowed, and said goodbye in embarrassment, but he avoided answering.

Wen Chen's weird behavior aroused the curiosity of those present.

Haijing was reprimanded by Ruyi, so she didn't dare to ask more questions, she just pricked up her ears and stared at Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu.

Sang Luo looked at the slightly depressed Luo Fuchun for a long time: "I remember, brother's elder brother is also one of the surviving fellow Taoists who came out of the 'Lost World', why are you still so curious about what happened back then?"

Luo Fuchun said angrily: "Brother just entered the 'Remnant World', he was attacked by demonic energy and suffered serious injuries. Later, he was exhausted from injuries and fell into a coma for a long time. When he woke up, he had already come out."

Seeing the eager eyes of the young monk opposite, Luo Fuchun explained aloud: "Do you know about the chaos of the demonic way that happened 39 years ago?"

Haijing didn't dare to open her mouth, she tightened her mouth and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

As soon as Ru saw this, he got up quietly and took his share of fruit: "Xu Shizhen, come back and do your homework."

After finishing speaking, he went out and returned to the side hall.

Hai Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I know, I know."

Thirty-nine years ago, Jiuzhideng, the lord of the demonic way, took advantage of the decline of the Taoist sect at that time to counterattack the righteous way, and slaughtered all the four Taoist sects at that time, especially Qinglianggu.

Anyone who resisted was exiled to the wild.

In the land of China, ghosts cry and go straight to the sky.

Jiuzhideng sought the position of righteousness and ruled Taoism for thirteen years. With a gentle strategy, he suppressed and killed innocent blood sects, trying to help demons become orthodox.

However, the Demon Dao has gained orthodoxy, and only wants to do as it pleases, and does not intend to abide by the rules.

In the past 13 years, his position as the master of the magic path has not been comfortable.

Twenty-six years ago, with the return of the orthodox monks who broke through the shackles of the wilderness, the nine-branched lamp died, and the magic way fell apart.

So far, everything has been fine.

Later, the problem became bigger.

The three sects still have a complete organizational system. After killing the chief evil and killing the chaotic demons, they will devote themselves to recuperating and recuperating.

And Xiaodaomen, which was so suppressed that Mo Dao couldn't hold its head up, seized this rare opportunity for development.

No matter if they are cultivators of demonic ways or only of demonic bloodlines, no matter whether they are doing evil or not, once they are found, they will all be killed, and their Taoist scriptures, scriptures, money, and treasures for cultivation will be seized, and they will be kept for your own use in an open and honest manner.

It can be said that the few Taoist sects that can be ranked today are all created by trampling on the corpses and blood of the demonic Taoism.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the remaining kings of the three sects all came out to stop them, but they were the ones who suffered the most and came out to speak for the enemy. Fengling Mountain is one of Fengling's disciples, and Fengling should be responsible for the 13 years of war.

Although the person who said this was immediately beaten up by the Taoist companion of Xiaoyao Lord in Fengling Mountain, the fact is so, and it is indisputable.

Luo Fuchun talked about the events back then, vividly: "...Later, Mo Dao was hunted madly, and hid in a space called 'Remaining World'."

"The gate of the 'Remaining World' opens in March, and the opening location is uncertain. Those demons are like gutter rats. Taking advantage of the opening of the gate in March, they come out to find some spiritual stones and practice by themselves. But they are angry in their hearts. Plan a big revenge, a big conspiracy."

"Ten years ago, the Eastern Emperor's Ceremony was restarted... Oh, the Eastern Emperor's Ceremony, to put it plainly, is the trial of the three great gates, requiring young monks to go to the places required by the rules, fighting fierce beasts, fighting evil spirits, Pick good disciples and recruit them into the inner sect."

"At that time, who among the outstanding disciples of all the Taoist sects didn't want to worship the three sects? Therefore, for a while, there were many applicants."

"The ones with good aptitude are divided into one group, and the ones with slightly lower aptitude are divided into another group. This is how it goes down layer by layer, lest those with a little less aptitude get involved in a crisis that is beyond their ability, and if they get injured, things will go wrong. Beautiful."

"Each of the three sects sent outstanding disciples from the inner sect to act as order officers. The group led by my master was the one with the best aptitude and talent from each sect, and gathered at Mount Qiemo..."

Having said this, Luo Fuchun raised his teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

This is waiting for a "and then", so that you can cheer.

Haijing really cooperated, and asked anxiously, "And then?"

Luo Fuchun slapped the table suddenly, startling Haijing: "Who would have thought that the gate of the 'Remaining World' just opened on the top of Mount Qiemo, sucking in my master and the rest of the people!"

Sang Luojiu smiled and shook his head beside him, still holding soap horns in his hand, rubbing the clothes and shoes that Feng Ruzhi soiled when he went up the mountain to investigate today.

Haijing groaned and swallowed, "Okay, then what?"

Luo Fuchun leaned back and said: "...If I knew what happened in the 'Remnant World' later, why should I be so upset?"

Haijing's appetite was also whetted, after thinking for a while, he pulled Luo Fuchun over, and muttered a few words, as if giving him some advice.

Luo Fuchun's eyes lit up: "Yes, little monk."

Haijing laughed twice, and scratched his head.

……

After half a cup of tea, the hot spring behind the annex is surrounded by mist, like a fairyland.

At this time, three heads popped out from the edge of the stone screen.

Sang Luojiu at the bottom said in a small voice: "Brother, isn't it good for us to do this?"

"Hush." ​​Luo Fuchun used the technique of sound transmission, and said, "The little monk is right, Master must have scars from the past, maybe we can get a clue from them."

Sang Luojiu: "...Really."

Luo Fuchun tried his best to prove that his master was a unparalleled hero, instead of Kong Kong, he had a good face, and his analysis was very clear: "Maybe, there is really some secret in Master... On weekdays, Master is so lazy, and when he comes out When taking a bath, why don't you ask me to wait on you?"

Sang Luojiu moved her mouth, feeling that a normal person would not easily ask someone to accompany her when she goes out of the bath.

Since it was requested by the senior brother, it doesn't matter if he comes.

It's just that the three of them peeked at the master taking a bath together, which is really a bit abnormal.

The sparkling water in the hot spring was like silver, Feng Rugu turned his back to them, his long hair hung over his shoulders, which accentuated his slender shoulders and neck, but the warm mist was transpiring like a sea of ​​clouds, he couldn't see clearly in it, he could only vaguely distinguish , there are winding and criss-crossing veins on the back of his left half, it is difficult to identify what it is.

Haijing's eyes are sharper: "It looks like a tattoo..."

Before the words fell, a cold question came from behind, almost bluffing the souls of the three of them: "...what are you doing?"

Turning her head to see Ruyi's face clearly, Haijing's shoulders trembled in fright, she couldn't even utter a single sentence, and slipped away.

Luo Sang's two brothers were also embarrassed, and they both bowed, one running faster than the other.

Ruyi frowned slightly, looked at the three people who had disappeared in the night, turned his head again, and bumped into Feng Ruzhi, who was holding a stone screen and wearing a loose bathrobe, face to face.

Feng Rugu's hair was still steaming from his shoulders, which made his eyebrows and eyes moist and handsome: "Layman, did your Buddha ever say, what crime is it to watch others take a bath?"

Ruyi: "..."