Every day I have to flirt with the Daoist [Ming Dao Xing Yao]

The autumn sun seems to be tinged with coolness in the fresh air. In the vast woods, a man in tea-white and blue clothes is lying lazily on a thick tree trunk with his eyes closed, and the mottled tree shadow falls on his straight nose. On the top, under the thick black hairband of the same color as the hair, was inlaid with an ice blue glass bead. With the slight turn of the man, it wobbled and cast a cold light and shadow.

Sensing the sound of footsteps approaching, Chu Ji, who was about to rest, trembled his eyelids, and pursed his slightly thin lips in displeasure. When someone stood under the tree, he didn't open his eyes, and his voice was lazy. , "Ruzi, are you urging me to practice kung fu again?"

Ruzi under the tree shook her head helplessly, "I won't come to look for you, I'm afraid I won't see you even at sunset."

Chu Ji opened his eyelids and looked down. In the half-light and half-darkness, his elder brother Ruzi was raising his head with a generous face, as if he was looking at some child who had lost his temper. He hummed twice, "How could it be so exaggerated?"

Saying so, his body finally agreed to sit up, and in an instant he picked it up from the big tree lightly, and stood firmly in front of Ruzi.

"You forgot that once when you were a child, you slept too soundly in the woods. If I hadn't remembered to come to you, you don't know when you would be able to get out." Ru Zi mercilessly brought out Chu Ji's childhood embarrassment Read it again, and finally chuckled, "Of course that was when I was a child, you are not clinging to me now."

"If it wasn't for the master asking me to practice with you," Chu Ji said disapprovingly, with his clothes wrinkled from the pressure, "I wouldn't be clinging to you."

Ruzi smiled and didn't pick up the topic, just said, "Speaking of Master, he asked me to come to you."

Thinking of Zeng Shu, Chu Ji couldn't help but look bright, "The old man still loves his hundred-year-old lotus seed, how many days have passed, you are stingy."

"You are too ignorant of the seriousness. Master has been watering that lotus seed for several years, and you picked it just like that." Although the words were reproachful, there was no trace of anger in the tone.

Chu Ji picked the master's favorite, without a trace of guilt, and hummed, "Then he is justified in stealing my chestnuts?"

The two walked out of the woods while talking, casting a long figure, the conversation became farther and farther away, until it disappeared, and the birds in the forest were chirping and flying, and the peace was restored.

In the meeting hall, Zeng Shu and his two brothers from the same school, Zeng Xun and Zeng Qun, looked solemnly at an old man with gray hair and beard. Zeng Shu endured and endured, and finally frowned, "Master, Chu Ji Xiu is still inexperienced, I think I should take it easy?"

The old Taoist shook his head very slowly. He was wearing a spacious white shirt, his face was covered with wrinkles, his gray beard hung down to his chest, and he looked like a fairy.

Although he is nearly a hundred years old, his eyes are extremely clear, and he speaks with full of air, "If it is fate, Zeng Shu, no matter how much you stop it, it will be useless. That child Chu Ji will face it sooner or later."

Zeng Shu sighed silently, and said in relief, "I hope he can survive this calamity. I'm really worried about this child."

Just as he was speaking, Ruzi had already reported outside, and the few quickly stopped talking, and then Ruzi led Chu Ji into the hall.

Chu Ji was disturbed because of his afternoon nap, and originally wanted to discuss with Zeng Shu, but when he saw that Daoist Master Xu and the two uncles were present in the hall, he immediately smelled something unusual.

He couldn't help but glanced at Ruzi, Ruzi shook his head slightly to indicate that he didn't know anything.

Even though he was full of doubts, Chu Ji could only salute politely in front of so many elders, "I don't know why the master summoned the disciples?"

Qingxu looked at Chu Ji briefly, and smiled kindly, "Chu Ji, how is your practice recently?"

Chu Ji didn't expect that Qingxu would suddenly ask about his practice, but he still responded generously, "A few days ago, I was with Ru..." After a pause, he quickly changed his words, "Ask senior brother for advice, and he is already seven years old. Eight points."

"It's only seven or eight points?" Ask Xu again.

Chu Ji thought for a while, and smiled with a row of neat white teeth, "Then it's perfect."

Ruzi couldn't help smiling at the side, Zeng Shu remembered the time he asked for advice because of the chestnut, and stared at him like iron.

Chu Ji had a calm demeanor, not even smiling.

He has always been so reckless and happy, laughing when he wants to, and answering whatever he wants, otherwise he would be really sorry for his reputation as the Little Demon King of Cangyi.

Moreover, Taoist Master Qingxu picked him up from the mountain, and was raised by Taoist Master Qingxu himself for several years, so in front of the teacher respected and feared by Cangyi disciples, he is much more presumptuous than others.

Ru Zi said a few good words for Chu Ji in time, "Master, my brother's cultivation has really improved a lot."

Qingxu looked at the few people coming and going, with kind eyes, "That's good, Chu Ji, the next thing is business, you have to listen carefully."

Even the stubborn Chu Ji that the world has seen, knows when to joke and when to restrain his expression. Hearing Qing Xu say this now, his expression is much more serious, "Master, please tell me."

Ruzi also pricked up her ears curiously.

"I wonder if you have heard what happened in Wudu recently?"

Chu Ji thought about it intently, "I heard a few words from the younger brother who came down the mountain, but Wudu is too far away from Cangyi Mountain, so there are not many rumors left here."

Qing Xu nodded, and told Chu Ji about the appearance of monsters in Wu Du in detail, then looked at Chu Ji.

Chu Ji's face was silent. Although he was born in Cangyi since he was a child, Cangyi was not deaf to what was going on outside the window, and he had heard about it to some extent.

The reason why today's world is so chaotic is because of a personal grievance between Shen Ren, the demon lord of the other world, and Jiang Yuxiu, the ghost king Jiang Yuxiu, a hundred years ago. Yin and Yang are reversed, and the disadvantaged human world suffers terribly in this tug-of-war.

I have long heard that the human world is being persecuted by other worlds, but I don't know that the demons are so arrogant.

Chu Ji was furious in his heart, but he still didn't understand why Daoist Qingxu wanted to tell him this, so he boldly guessed, "Master wants me to go down the mountain to eliminate demons?"

Qingxu looked at him appreciatively, "Yes."

Although the Cangyi sect does not get involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, all Cangyi disciples have to go down the mountain to practice for a period of time. Ruzi went down the mountain when he was 20 years old and came back two years later. Talking about the affairs of the Jianghu, listening to Ruzi describe the bustle of the market, interesting and interesting news, and yearning for it.

Chu Ji knew that one day he would go down the mountain sooner or later, but he didn't expect to be so caught off guard. Thinking about it now, he was nearly 19 years old, and it should be time for him to go down the mountain.

"Are you willing?" Qing Xu asked seriously, stroking his gray beard.

Chu Ji was almost overjoyed. He has practiced on the mountain for many years, and he has never been outside Cangyi Mountain. The martial arts and spells he practiced can only compete with his fellow disciples, but he dare not use all his strength. He still doesn't know what he is. Level, and now he has the opportunity to go down the mountain to practice, which naturally makes him happy.

The young man's heart in the rivers and lakes suddenly became hot-blooded.

"Disciple obeys." Chu Ji clasped his fists in response without saying a word, with a smile on his face again.

But Ruzi said worriedly, "Master, is it only the younger brother going this time?"

In the past, disciples from Cangyi went down the mountain to practice, usually in groups. Even as a senior disciple, he went down the mountain five years ago with his fellow disciples, but this was the first time he was alone.

"Ru Zi, don't worry, Zeng Shu will go down the mountain with him." Qing Xu comforted her with a kind tone.

"What?" Chu Ji was the first to be reluctant, "Why should I go with Master?"

Zeng Shu snorted, "Why, aren't you happy?"

"How can a master accompany his disciples down the mountain to practice?" Chu Ji looked sullen, and then turned around and hugged Ruzi's arm, "Otherwise, I can go with the senior brother."

If it got out, others would think that he was a piece of soft mud, and he had to be accompanied by his master even when he went down the mountain to practice, his reputation was so bad.

Ruzi also said, "Yeah, I just happen to have nothing to do recently, so it's okay to be with my junior."

Zeng Shu glanced at him, "I've never seen you and Ruzi have such a good relationship."

Chu Ji was ashamed by what he said, so he automatically let go of Ru Zi's hand, and turned to look at Qing Xu for help. Look, Zeng Shu has practiced for many years, and helped you catch the demon queen, and he will come back, as for you, stay at the foot of the mountain, and come back when it is time to return."

When Chu Ji heard that things were no longer turning around, he couldn't help but get confused, but he could only obey orders.

Zeng Xun and Zeng Qun saw that Zeng Shu's disciples disliked him in every possible way, and made fun of him. Zeng Shu was so angry that he waited for Chu Ji and Ru Zi to leave, and hurriedly retreated to catch up with Chu Ji.

His master is too shameless, if Taoist Master Qingxu handed Chu Ji under his command back then, and he taught him how to teach him, he would have used his wooden sword to beat Chu Ji to death Flooded.

Thinking about it, Zeng Shu couldn't help feeling a little emotional. The baby that was held in his arms back then has grown up now.

Because the journey was a bit far away and the matter of catching the monster was urgent, Chu Ji packed his clothes that day and prepared to go down the mountain the next day.

He wiped the Zhanyun Sword he was wearing next to him twice, until the sword light glowed with a sharp sword aura, then he put the sword back into its sheath and put it together with the packed baggage.

The Sword of Zhanyun was given to Chu Ji by Daoist Qingxu when he was 14 years old. The moves Zhan Yunjian can use are mediocre, even if I asked Ruzi, Ruzi couldn't tell why.

After that, he practiced more diligently, but the effect he saw was not significant.

The candlelight in the room was flickering. Chu Ji opened the window and looked up. There was a bright full moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the scenery dimly. Thinking of leaving the place where he had lived for nineteen years, Chu Ji couldn't help feeling emotion.

Although he always thinks that Cangyi Mountain has only a group of senior brothers who don't know how to practice martial arts day and night, that the days in Cangyi Mountain are too peaceful, that the food here is not good, that the master is not serious, and the elder brothers are too serious, but when it comes time to go down the mountain, But I can't help but feel a little bit reluctant.

Ruzi has practiced for two years, and some brothers have not returned for several years. I don't know how long it will take for him to return after leaving this time.

But when he thought about it, there were endless beautiful scenery and delicious food at the foot of the mountain, and the reluctance in his heart was replaced by anticipation. He wished that he could cast a spell and run to his favorite chestnut stall right now. All the food I found was stuffed into the stomach.

After all the boyish nature, Chu Ji turned over and sat on the window sill, with one foot on the window sill, the other dangling leisurely, and the tea-white robe also swayed slightly with his movements.

Just when everything was silent, the door of the room was knocked lightly. Chu Ji raised his eyebrows to look, only to hear a gentle voice, "Chu Ji, it's me, can you come in?"

The author has something to say:

I have to go back to school tomorrow, Stormy Cry.

It's better to stay at home and not have to deal with anyone.

Ever since I became a minister, I am so tired that I hit the street!

[I found that the nature of my chattering can't be changed.......]