[Comprehensive] The contagiousness of Northeastern dialect

Because Yuhuatian and the others were still in the painting, Lin Ziyi didn't plan to take the opportunity to escape, so Xu Benhuai was locked in the painting again, and when she saw the familiar winter illusion, her emotions didn't fluctuate much.

The so-called first-time raw and second-time cooked.

Lin Ziyi looked around and found that there was no sign of Yuhuatian and the others here, so she chose a direction at random, and walked slowly while thinking about Xu Benhuai's intentions.

As far as she is concerned, there may still be a gap in IQ between her and Xu Benhuai, and she always feels fascinated by what Xu Benhuai does.Especially when he put on airs and put on an inscrutable and mysterious face to her, it made her hard to understand eight out of ten sentences.

What you can't get what you ask for, what you get and lose again, I always feel that these two sentences made Xu Benhuai degenerate from a demon who harms the world to a great magic stick who talks about setting up fortune-telling stalls along the street.

Lin Ziyi looked up to the sky and sighed, very depressed, "Obviously I beat him like a joke 500 years ago, why is it that he is plotting me like a joke now?"

And now, all the ways she could think of for Xu Benhuai to retaliate against her have been denied by Xu Benhuai one by one.

She really didn't know what else he wanted to do, and this anxiety made her feel a little uneasy.

After walking forward for about a quarter of an hour, Lin Ziyi saw Yu Huatian standing tall and straight beside the rock, with a hidden weapon between his fingers. Although his expression remained calm, his tense body revealed his state of alert at the moment.

Lin Ziyi tentatively shouted: "Hua..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Ziyi saw Yu Huatian waved her hand, and the hidden weapon pierced through the air and went straight to her chest. She was so frightened that she immediately raised her hand and raised the water curtain to block the murderous hidden weapon.

After hearing the crisp sound of the hidden weapon being blocked by the water curtain and falling to the ground, Lin Ziyi poked her head out cautiously, with a surprised expression on her face, "What are you doing here?!"

Yuhuatian: "..."

Yu Huatian: "Where did you get your accent?"

Lin Ziyi waved her hand, and the water curtain slowly disappeared. As she approached Yuhuatian, she replied, "I learned from the gatekeeper of the underworld."

Yuhuatian's expression suddenly became complicated.

He felt that he couldn't imagine the scene of those green-faced and fang-toothed little devils in the underworld, who spoke all dialects.

Yu Huatian looked at her up and down, and couldn't help frowning, "Where did you go? Why did you get so dirty?"

Lin Ziyi lowered her head and casually brushed the dust off her clothes, "Xu Benhuai may be in menopause, so he dragged me out for a while, and recalled to me the uncle who trained him to be a generation of monsters."

Yuhuatian was quite surprised, "Uncle?"

Xu Benhuai's uncle was called Daoist Jingming, and Lin Ziyi vaguely remembered that she had met him before.

Although there are many believers in Xuqingguan, and they all carry a sword on their backs to subdue demons as their mission, but there are not many who are really powerful, and most of the disciples are relatively blind.

Lin Ziyi swaggered past them many times without being noticed, which led to her sneaking into the Xuqing Temple to visit the surroundings very smoothly.

The operation went smoothly, and she became more courageous.

When Lin Ziyi went down the mountain and traveled around, she heard those passers-by often discuss that, apart from the Xuqing Temple, which was very popular for a while, it was the Taoist Master Jingming who was quite immortal in the Xuqing Temple.

I heard that Taoist Jingming is handsome, gentle and modest, kind and charitable, and he is a person like Zhilan Yushu.

Lin Ziyi thought, since she has already broken into Xuqing Temple, it would be a bit of a disadvantage if she didn't meet that Taoist Jingming.

Lin Ziyi has always felt that the Taoist priests in Xuqing Temple are all upright and awe-inspiring idiots with no strength, but they are very active in catching monsters, but unfortunately they are very blind.

Therefore, Lin Ziyi naturally thinks that Taoist Jingming is the same, but his temperament is softer.

So, she didn't hide her demonic aura much, just like that, she rushed into the small courtyard of Taoist priest Jingming's room.

It was evening when Lin Ziyi entered the courtyard.

The small courtyard where Daoist Jingming lived was very remote, and the two worlds were separated by the silence and the noise of the main hall.The big lights reflected his thin figure on the window paper. The lights were dim and vague, and he could only be vaguely discerned that he was reading a book.

Lin Ziyi was squatting under the window sill, and was hesitating whether to open the window for a peek, when she heard Taoist Jing Ming's voice smiling and asking her softly, "It's cold in winter, if you don't mind the humble house, why don't you come in and have a warm fire together?" ?”

Lin Ziyi looked up in surprise, and saw Daoist Jingming set up the wooden window, wearing a green shirt, and looking at her with a smile in his obsidian-like eyes.

Lin Ziyi was stunned for a while, she didn't expect to be discovered so quickly, she stumbled, "I, I, I..."

Daoist Jingming narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered softly: "Demon?"

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he smiled again and said: "This is the first time I saw a demon in Xuqing Temple. You are really very courageous."

Lin Ziyi heard that Taoist Master Jingming was weak and sick since he was a child, so his family sent him to a Taoist temple to recuperate.

The winter's cold pierced his bones, and when the cold wind blew, he covered his mouth with his fists and coughed violently.With his palms propped weakly on the window lattice, he fell down on the wooden chair, his face flushed from coughing, and it took a long time before he gradually subsided.

Lin Ziyi suddenly became flustered, and forgot whether she should run away, and hurried to the small well in the yard to fill a bucket of water, because there was no other container around, so she had to carry the wooden bucket to the window sill, and asked hesitantly : "You, do you want to drink water?"

"Cough, cough." He coughed twice, with a slightly panting voice, and seeing the wooden barrel she was carrying, he couldn't help laughing and said, "You are really a stupid monster. If you see a Taoist priest like this in front of you Cough, you should have escaped long ago."

Lin Ziyi felt aggrieved, "Who made you cough so badly, I was so scared that I forgot. Do you drink water?"

"It's my fault." Daoist Jing Ming shook his head, "Don't drink it. It's too cold."

Lin Ziyi: "..."

Lin Ziyi: "...you're quite picky."

Daoist Jingming lay down by the window, watched her put down the bucket, and asked softly, "What kind of monster are you?"

Lin Ziyi immediately forgot her dissatisfaction, and said in a melodious tone: "The white sable demon."

"White sable?" Daoist Jingming raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, "It's rare."

Lin Ziyi rubbed her face, "It's not too uncommon, but it's a bit regional, and we're basically all in circles..." She came to her senses at this point, and said vigilantly, "Are you trying to trick me, and then go to the same pot?" us?"

Daoist Jingming gave a wry smile, and spread his hands towards her, "Do you think I can travel long distances to your side with my body, do I still have the strength to take down the white sables?"

Lin Ziyi looked at his hands.The joints are distinct, slightly pale, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible.

She smashed her mouth and said, "Your lifeline is so short, it seems that your life is not long."

Daoist Jingming was taken aback for a moment, but he wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled slightly, "Why do you still read palms? If you set up a fortune-telling stall, you will be smashed if you say it so directly."

"My father likes to study this kind of thing. Every day, he takes a small maza and sits on the mountain pass to do the math for those little monsters. When I went down the mountain, he still thought that my trip was full of disasters and my fate was ill-fated. Apart from eating the wrong food, I also I didn't see any disaster."

It was probably due to Taoist Jingming's breath of comfort, which made Lin Ziyi relax and chattered about these things.After she finished speaking, she thought for a while, and comforted her, "Taoist priests like you have a short life span, but you may have ascended to immortality by chance."

"Chengxian..." Daoist Jingming looked at the dark sky with misty eyes, and just smiled for a long time, without further words.

Although Daoist Jingming was weak and coughed a few times from time to time, he did not close the window to urge Lin Ziyi to leave.

The two looked at each other silently, and after a long silence, Taoist Master Jingming suddenly asked: "Why did you break into the Xuqing Temple? This place is full of Taoist priests who want to catch demons."

"I often heard people mention it on the road, so I came to visit." Lin Ziyi thought for a while, "I'll come and see you."

"Me?" Daoist Jingming was slightly surprised, "Why did you come to see me?"

Lin Ziyi replied honestly, "They say you are good-looking."

Daoist Jingming burst into laughter, stood up, and turned around in coordination, "Then what do you think?"

Lin Ziyi replied honestly, "Except for her pretty hair, everything else is ugly."

Taoist Master Jingming: "..."

Daoist Jingming: "What is your aesthetic standard?"

Lin Ziyi pondered for a moment, "Is the fur really beautiful?"

Taoist Master Jingming: "..."

The night was getting dark, Taoist Master Jingming coughed a few times, then he waved his hands and said: "The disciples of Xuqing Temple are still inexperienced, so it's normal that you can't tell if you are a demon. It's just that the master of Guanzhong and the elders are jealous of demons. If you find out You, you can't escape. It's better to leave earlier and travel elsewhere."

Lin Ziyi blinked, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to catch me?"

Daoist Jingming smiled gently, "As long as you don't do anything bad, I have no reason to arrest you. Let's go, it's late at night."

Although Lin Ziyi left that night as promised, she did not leave Xuqing Temple.Instead, I ran up the back mountain and wandered around for two days before slowly descending the mountain, ready to travel elsewhere.

The last time she saw Daoist Jingming was at the gate of Xuqingguan.

The head led several elders standing in front of the gate, as if they were reading something.And Daoist Jingming, as one of the elders, is naturally also in it.

Lin Ziyi quietly hid behind the tree and watched.Seeing that the headmaster said something, several elders followed the headman, closed their eyes, put their arms together, and muttered over there.

However, Daoist Jingming did not follow their actions.

He turned his head slightly, and looked at her with a pair of eyes full of tenderness like spring.

He raised his hand, waved to her, and mouthed to her with a smile: "Goodbye."

Therefore, when Xu Benhuai told her that Taoist Master Jingming had betrayed his master and cultivated a Taoist priest like Xu Benhuai, she couldn't convince herself to believe it.

Yu Huatian felt a little helpless, "You didn't even wipe your face, where did you get distracted?"

"No. I just remembered something from the past." Lin Ziyi hurriedly wiped her face with her hand, "Is your face dirty?"

"I don't know where you went, but when you come back, your face is covered with ashes." Yu Huatian saw that she had wiped it for a long time without any effect, sighed, and put a hand behind her head to fix it, asking her to stop shaking , and the other hand pulled the sleeve and gently wiped her face.

Lin Ziyi stared blankly at Yuhuatian.I saw that his eyes were focused, his expression was serious, and his hands were extremely gentle.

"Hua, Brother Huatian, you, you, you, aren't you a clean freak?" Lin Ziyi froze there, not daring to move, staring straight at him with wide eyes.

"Why were you so bold before, but now you're shrinking back?" Yu Huatian glanced at her, and suddenly laughed, "After living for more than 1000 years, I'm still a little girl after all."

Lin Ziyi immediately became dissatisfied, and was about to refute, but someone shouted: "Did you find her?"

She leaned slightly to the right, and looked at the person who came, and both of them gave a "huh".

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Miss Ziyi is back... No, what are you two doing?!"

Lin Ziyi was also very surprised, "Lu Xiaofeng you you you you... Where are your hair, eyebrows and beard?!"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his cheek-short hair, then stroked his smooth face, and looked at her with a disillusioned expression in the midst of Sikong Zhaoxing's laughter.

Lin Ziyi: "..."

She had only been away for a short while, what happened?