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

When Chu Ji and Jun Fangbai returned to the thatched hut, it was just in time for dinner, the old couple smiled all over their faces and warmly welcomed them into the house.

"Today, I asked the old man to get a pickled cabbage from the cellar, and gave it to the two gentlemen to try." The old woman brought out the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the table with a missing corner, and asked with a smile on her face, "This early in the morning, Where did you two go?"

The old man brought out the dishes tremblingly, "You don't care where they go, you have more things to do."

"What do you mean, the visitor is a visitor, what's the matter if I ask a few more questions?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Jun Fangbai and Chu Ji glanced at each other, both found it interesting, and relished the two elderly people's mild quarrel while feeding themselves more food.

Just in winter, there are no delicacies in the countryside, but you can eat delicacies from mountains and seas for nothing, and you can also swallow simple tea and light meals. Looking at a piece of pickled cabbage, fried bacon and a few boiled eggs on the table, you don’t feel disgusted at all, so you pull up the chair I advised the old couple a few words.

The two old men were exhausted from the quarrel, they stared at each other, and then sat down. The old woman continued to pick up vegetables for Chu Ji, as if deliberately annoyed the old man, humming, "I shouldn't have listened to my mother back then. To marry you, when you were young, you should be half as good as the two sons in front of you, and I have been burning incense in my previous life."

The old man blew his beard and stared, "Obviously you are the one who is crying and clamoring to marry me, you are so confused."

As he said that he was about to quarrel again, Jun Fangbai quietly nudged Chu Ji with his elbow, Chu Ji raised his eyes to look at him silently, Jun Fangbai whispered into his ear, "Master Daoist, you said that we are old and will Won't you bicker like this?"

Chu Ji took a mouthful of rice and almost choked. Seeing that Jun Fangbai was smiling but not smiling, he pushed his chopsticks against his approaching body and said flatly, "The rice still can't stop your mouth."

Jun Fangbai smiled, and gave Chu Ji a bowl to put bacon in. Chu Ji didn't like bacon, and wanted to avoid it, but when he thought that this dish was treasured by the old couple, he asked Jun Fangbai to put it in the bowl for him.

Seeing the intimacy between the two, the old woman squinted her eyes with a smile, and said cheerfully, "The two young masters have such a good relationship."

Jun Fangbai answered with a deep meaning, "That's natural, I like Taoist priest very much."

Chu Ji glanced at him, didn't speak, his heart moved slightly, and a faint smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

At this warm moment, the small bell that Chu Ji kept around his waist suddenly rang, with a clear and crisp tone, which broke the peace of this party.

Chu Ji looked pale, put down the bowl with a smack, pulled out the chair and stood up. The old couple was startled and looked at him inexplicably.

Jun Fangbai also sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly stood up, comforting the two old men, "Don't worry, it's fine."

As soon as the bell rang, something inhuman must have accidentally touched the red rope. Presumably, the wraith had already appeared, so Chu Ji didn't dare to delay at all, so he picked up the Zhanyun Sword that was placed aside, and strode out with meteoric strides. The voice was cold, "Jun Fangbai, you are not allowed to come out in the house."

One sentence interrupted Jun Fangbai's steps to follow, Chu Ji turned his head to look at him, his face was calm but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, "You stay here, otherwise I will be worried."

As he spoke, he pursed his lower lip and opened the door, leaving Jun Fangbai with a surprised face quietly watching his leaving back. This was the first time Chu Ji expressed his feelings for him so bluntly. Unexpectedly, he was agitated, and Jun Fangbai squeezed the hand hanging by his side, then pursed his lips and smiled.

It was only when Chu Ji left the thatched cottage that he realized the genuine concern he had just said. It was the most genuine response to a critical situation. He didn't know how high that wraith was. He didn't want Jun Fang to be by his side in vain. It only increased the danger, he was just afraid that the king would be harmed for no reason.

Chu Ji was sure that Jun Fangbai was obedient and didn't follow, so he tightened his hand holding the sword, and followed the source of the bell's response. He walked all the way, the cold wind at his side made his cheeks ache, and he saw a The lightning-fast white and blue figure rushed across the street and rolled up the dust on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

The resentful spirit touched the red rope in the southeast direction. The closer Chu Ji got, he suddenly felt a strong resentment. It was dissatisfaction and resentment before death, which turned into strong hatred after death. Blood is used as a sacrifice to the dead.

Behind the thatched hut, a pregnant woman was lying upright, and beside her could be vaguely seen an ethereal phantom, a fish-faced human body, not covered with an inch of hair, but covered with green-brown scales, dripping wet, it was dripping when one looked closely. It wasn't water, but the blood that flowed out from the abdomen continuously. The blood flowed all over the ground, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of fish was disgusting.

This fish-faced monster, with green eyes shining faintly, is holding a square fish-killing knife in his hand. When the knife is raised and lowered, it is about to fall on the swollen belly of the pregnant woman. At this time, a sharp sword light Flashing past, the fish-faced monster was frightened, dropped the knife with a bang, and took a few steps back.

As soon as the fish-faced human-body monster retreated, Chu Ji hurried forward to check the breath of the pregnant woman, and found that the pregnant woman was just in a coma. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked sharply at the wraith.

The Wraith's good work was interrupted, and he was furious, his bearded mouth squirmed and made a hoarse and piercing hiss, like a mournful cry coming from the abdomen, and those who heard it were sad.

Chu Ji looked at Wraith with a watery face, and was shocked to find that there was a gash in her abdomen that was bleeding continuously, like a sharp weapon wound, Chu Ji instantly remembered what the river demon said this morning, and was silent for a moment, the villagers' hurt to her was obvious Putting it in front of Chu Ji made him a little shaken.

He stood up slowly, with the sword hanging by his side, and his voice was neither cold nor cold, "I have heard about you, but these pregnant women are not the chief culprit who hurt you. You put your hatred on them and killed them indiscriminately. Innocent, how unfair to them."

Wraith stopped crying, and stared at Chu Ji with bulging eyes, as if laughing at the meaning of his words. She grinned and revealed a row of densely packed and thin teeth, and said in an obscure and ugly voice, "They killed hundreds of me. For the life of the child, I just retaliated with an eye, you know what fairness is, could it be that what they did to me was fair?"

Her questioning changed Chu Ji's expression slightly, and even made Chu Ji feel that he was a villain. Chu Ji was an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't know the deep love between mother and child, but he yearned for such a relationship deeply. He could feel the spirit of resentment The resentment radiated from losing her child, the heartbreak of falling into the quagmire, was deeply conveyed to Chu Ji through her hatred.

Everything in the world has feelings, humans are like this, and so are monsters. It is understandable that a big fish will pay with the blood of the human world for losing a son, but one thing is another. Chu Ji sympathizes with what happened to big fish, but these pregnant women are so innocent.

"You go," Chu Ji weighed again and again, holding the sword tightly, even violating his own principles, "I won't kill you, but you must not harm the human world again."

He couldn't kill the wraith, but he couldn't let her make trouble here again, this was the only thing he could compromise.

But the resentful spirit smiled coldly, the blood from her abdomen flowed into a river and melted into the ground, dyeing the dark ground into a reddish brown, with blood and tears in her eyes, as if she was talking to Chu Ji, or asking herself , "Go, where can I go, I am dead, my children are dead, I only have a vengeance left, I can't take revenge, what is the point of my existence in this world?"

Chu Ji looked at him silently, feeling slightly sour in his heart.

"The Taoist priest knows that I can give birth to a human-shaped child as long as I survive this winter, but this group of ignorant people ruined my hundred years of cultivation. They pierced my abdomen with sharp knives to take fish seeds. I am in pain and want to beg They let me go but they couldn't say anything, they could only watch my child being dug out together with the internal organs," Wraith recalled the scene before his death, and suddenly came in sharply, with a piercing voice, "They treated me so cruelly , Why should I let them go, I want them to experience the pain of bereavement and my pain."

Chu Ji didn't know how to respond to her sobbing accusation. Although he practiced Taoism, he could tell right from wrong, but the wraith in front of him was so sad and obsessive. It even moved Chu Ji. Sometimes a monster is not a monster, but a human being is the most heinous monster.

"When will it be time for retribution?" Chu Ji said something that he couldn't convince himself, he took a deep breath, "Your child would not want you to become like this."

"Daoist, actually even you sympathize with me, don't you? Otherwise, why don't you kill me?" Wraith covered his bleeding stomach, took a step closer, and looked at Chu Ji earnestly, "Don't worry about me, just When nothing happens, I just do what I'm supposed to do."

Chu Ji held Zhanyun Sword in front of the Wraith Spirit to prevent her from approaching, and suddenly became clear, his voice was cold, "This is different, I can't let you kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Wraith took a step back, shook his head violently, grinned suddenly, and saw that he was about to pounce on Chu Ji to fight to the death, but Chu Ji just stood still, he knew that Wraith was not his opponent, as long as he gently With a swing of the sword, the wraith will disappear in an instant.

But it is difficult for him to be truly cold-blooded and ruthless. Before he found the vengeful spirit, he thought he could decisively eliminate harm for the people, but now he hesitated, and the vengeful spirit was not the only one who was wrong.

Chu Ji pursed his lips tightly, and the hand holding the sword became more and more forceful. Suddenly, he felt a demonic aura in the blink of an eye. The land of the attack.

"What kind of skill is it to bully a weak woman?" A youthful voice came from far and near.

Chu Ji heard the sound and looked, and saw a light yellow figure flying from a eaves not far away, with a slender figure, black hair tied with a yellow belt, a childish face, clear eyebrows, a little bright red on the forehead, and a rouge red The lips complement each other, and the facial features are exquisite as if deliberately carved, coming with the wind, landing firmly in front of Wraith, with his jaw slightly raised, looking at Chu Ji with a pair of almond eyes.

Before Chu Ji could say anything, he snorted and laughed, "I heard that the third son got very close to a Taoist priest recently, and I thought it was some kind of extraordinary person, but it turned out he was just a bully of the weak."

Hearing this, Chu Ji's complexion suddenly sank, and the hand holding the sword was clenched tightly, something densely spread from his heart, it was suspicion, suspicion, disbelief, sudden realization, rage, and finally converged into eyes. Pain and disappointment flashed by, and then he smiled coldly, so it was so, so it was so—a good Jun Mianbai, a good third son.

The author has something to say:

Okay, our third son/cross out, the big white rabbit has finally been played off.

Yin Miao is one of the sub-lines, and the plot of the sub-line will be aggravated next.

Suddenly found that there are already [-] words...my mother is so fast?

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