I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

In just a moment, it seems like a hundred years have passed.

When Shi Huaguo recovered from his horror, he realized that the incense ash outside had not been broken.

"Has the Taoist priest seen enough?"

The call of the day made Shi Huaguo more awake.

Looking at the daytime, he sighed deeply.

"...Kay Shiguo is very human."

Its soul is like a sun.

It is the sun.

He came from the west, from which the sun rises.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the cloud follows the dragon.

The clouds in the sky have been congealed today, and it just so happened that another distinguished guest came here.

In this way, the four fables have reached three.

This last sentence... the utensils come from the five internal organs...

How should utensils be produced from the five internal organs of a person?

Shi Huaguo was thinking, his eyes swept between the two.

That's right, Master didn't say that it describes a person.

This Layman Bai monopolizes the third, so the rest belongs to this person?

Do you want to use the soul watching technique again?

"Don't think about it."

Shi Huaguo heard the sound and looked.

It was the girl who was staring at him.

"Don't think about using the spells you use on Xiaobai on me."

"If the Taoist priest has any doubts, you can ask Bai. My sister just came with Bai, and has nothing to do with this matter."

"Don't worry, you two laymen, I don't have any thoughts of confusion in the poor way."

Seeing that their words had changed, Shi Huaguo hastily explained.

"It's just that the family teacher left a fable with Pindao before he traveled, and the painting can be taken away only when the destined person in the fable appears."

"Seeing that Layman Bai is interested in this painting, I want to know whether Layman Bai is the person mentioned in this fable. What I said and did just now is for this purpose, and there is absolutely no other intention."

After spit out a series of explanations, Shi Huaguo gasped for a few times before returning to normal breathing rate.

"uh-huh."

Nian folded his chest in noncommittal.

"I see."

Bai Zhou nodded slightly, as if he accepted his explanation.

"The priest can see whether Bai is a person of fables?"

"... Layman Bai has met the three points mentioned in this fable, but the fourth point is still unclear."

Now that he had already told it, Shi Huaguo no longer concealed it, and told the fable to the two of them.

"The thunder rises from the north, and the sun rises from the west.

The cloud comes from the dragon, and the utensils come from the five internal organs. "

I chanted this fable during the day, thinking about it.

"Well... Indeed, Xiaobai does meet these criteria."

Nian also raised a little curiosity.

Leifa, throne, and race are all Xiaobai's.

This last one...

Nian looked at his hands.

No wonder the little Taoist paid attention to her earlier.

No matter how you look at it, this suits her well.

"Well, I probably know the meaning of this sentence."

The voice of the day drew Nian's attention.

"Yes, it's the same as I thought, Xiaobai."

"This must be my sister..."

Before Nian finished speaking, he was forced to swallow it back into his stomach.

"This...this is!"

Shi Huaguo was shocked!

Fuck!Master!What did you trade for fables!Why is it all right!

"The utensils are born from the five viscera, which should refer to this."

During the day, he placed the condensed Arcane Blade on the table and spoke to the two of them.

"..."

Nian rubbed her eyes in disbelief, but the sharp blade on the table was slapping her face.

How could...creating out of thin air...how did this little guy do it?

"noob……"

She grabbed Bai Tian's hand and turned it over and over again, but no matter what, she didn't understand how Bai Bai did it.

"Layman...can you clear up the confusion for the poor?"

Shi Huaguo also didn't understand how the knife was squeezed out.

"It's just... well... the use of an ability."

Bai Tian raised his empty left hand, tapped lightly on the arcane blade, and then the blade turned into a lifelike pigeon.

Tweeting, fluttering, and dancing are all just like the real place.

"..."

Nian caught the pigeon and studied it carefully, and even plucked out a feather.

No matter how you look at it, the feather looks real.

This is a living metal.

"This kind of metal... I have never seen it before..."

She pinched the pigeon and looked at the day, her words were full of probing curiosity and some kind of strange and strong enthusiasm.

"Oh...Xiaobai...you have to explain it to me when you get back."

"Ah."

Looking at Shi Huaguo who was already in a strange state again, Bairi coughed.

"Daozhang, can I meet the conditions?"

"what……"

Shi Huaguo recovered from the shock of his master's strength, straightened his clothes, and responded to Bai Tian: "Of course, Layman Bai is the predestined person that the poor Taoist is waiting for."

"That painting is in the side hall, the two laymen, please follow the poor way."

The paintings that had been preserved for a long time were taken away.

Shi Huaguo glanced at the so-called "Incense Money" left by the day and a book called [Five Thunder Jue], and sighed.

"Master, you have cultivated various realms after all."

The art of Huiqi smelting and casting has a long history

【Qingcheng—Tongfu Inn—Tianzi Room No. [-]】

"Xiaobai, don't look at it, don't look at it."

Pulling the day out from the picture scroll, Nian shook his shoulders and shouted loudly.

"You haven't told me why you created things out of thin air! And that strange metal!"

"Well, wait a minute, Miss Nian. I'll take another look at this painting... soon."

During the day, he stared at the painting, ignoring Nian's call at all.

He seems to be able to see the traces of Mr. in the painting.

It's been a long time since I saw Mr., even if it's just a ghost image, it's worth looking at him with the most serious attitude.

"Woo! Damn it! I don't care about my sister at all... Is that stupid eleven's graffiti so beautiful!"

Seeing Bai Tian ignoring him, Nian sat down on a chair with his chest puffed up and muttered.

"Oh...why haven't you finished watching it yet!"

Nian circled around the day, stared at him closely, and whispered in distress.

"Damn Xiaobai...the stinky Xiaobai who only cares about eleven...Obviously my sister deserves your attention...Damn Xiaobai..."

"call……"

Bai Tian let out a long sigh of relief, reluctantly closed the scroll, and carefully put it together with its predecessor in the painting box.

"Sister Nian, Sister Nian!"

Seeing Nian who had been muttering something on the chair, Bai Zhou raised his hand and pinched her two ears lightly.

"Wow!"

Nian jumped up violently and bumped into Bai Tian.

"Damn Xiaobai! I'm finally willing to come out of Eleven's painting! Is a painting so beautiful! Let you leave my sister aside!"

Nian wrapped his arms around Bai Tian's neck, protesting loudly in his ear.

"Well, you know, Miss Nian."

Standing like that during the daytime, the whole year hanging on him was suspended in mid-air.

"I haven't seen Mr. for too long... Before I found Mr., I could only see Mr. from Mr.'s painting."

"...I have to have something similar to her to deduce where she is, and you are not willing to give me that pen, how can I help you find her."

Nian let go of her arms and fell to the ground, she sat back on the chair, her lilac-colored eyes fixed on the daylight.

"I don't mean to blame Nianjie...it's just that the token is...too precious. Before I find Mr., that's the only thing I think about...Sorry, Nianjie, I will find a replacement item as soon as possible .”

Bai Bai squatted down and looked at Nian, sincerely apologizing to her.

"Forget it, it's not your fault."

"If you want to blame, blame Eleven. What are you doing hiding so far away? You can't find it at all."

Nian waved his hand, no longer thinking about the past.

"Hey, Xiaobai, hurry up and tell me about your ability!"

"nature."

Seeing that Nian had returned to his previous appearance, Bai Tian breathed a sigh of relief, pulled a chair and sat down, and began to tell Nian about the origin of Ao Neng.

"..."

"Hmm... You mean, this thing called arcane energy can be extracted from anything?"

Nian was even more puzzled when he played with the pigeons he made during the day.