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

Chu Ji glanced over at Zeng Shu who was still listening intently to the information collected by market peddlers about monsters, thinking that he would definitely not leave with him for a while, and after a little thought, he hurriedly said something to Zeng Shu. He went back and rushed out of the crowd regardless of Zeng Shu's call from behind.

The vibration of the monster detector got stronger, Chu Ji followed the direction indicated by the monster detector, and saw the golden light pointing directly to the southeast gradually deepening, so he couldn't wait to rush over.

The crowd was noisy, and Chu Ji could barely avoid the passing bodies. Seeing that the demon detector glowed and vibrated more, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually increased. He observed the demon detector, and his footsteps accelerated a lot.

What surprised him was that the demon detector suddenly became quiet again for some reason, he couldn't even feel its vibration, and the light was also hidden in the daytime, gradually disappearing.

Chu Ji was afraid that the monster would run away, so he ran even more eagerly in his heart. He walked across an alley like the wind on his feet, until he stopped at a mansion, and the monster detector was completely silent.

He untied the demon detector from his waist and held it in his hand to examine it. The porcelain surface hadn't changed a bit. Chu Ji gritted his teeth resentfully, put the demon detector away again, and looked at the mansion ahead.

The mansion looks like a wealthy family, with three or two steps going up, two red lanterns hung on the left and right sides of the mahogany door, and the two characters of Junfu in gold on the door plaque are particularly eye-catching.

The monsters were not seen around here, so it was hard for Chu Ji not to doubt the mansion, so he stopped a passer-by casually, asking in an unclear tone, "Who is the owner of this mansion?"

Seeing his displeasure on his face, passers-by didn't seem like someone who could provoke him, so they didn't dare to neglect him, so they tremblingly said, "It's Mr. Bai Jun."

Seeing that Chu Ji was still staring at him, he said it carefully, "Young Master Jun came to Wudu two years ago, and he is proficient in vegetation. When plants come back to life, there will be no flowers and trees in the world that he can't find, flowers and plants that can't be cured, there is a saying in our place, Mr. Wu Dujun, the god of flowers and trees in the world, you must be a foreigner, otherwise it is impossible not to know."

When passers-by said this, they looked yearning, and it could be seen that the flower and tree god he was talking about was highly respected by the people of Wudu.

Chu Ji asked what he wanted, stopped pestering passers-by, and still looked at the closed gate of the palace—what a god of flowers and plants in the world, he wanted to see what the origin of this god of flowers and plants was.

Chu Ji didn't think too much, walked to the gate of Jun Mansion, grabbed the handle of the cast iron door, and slammed it twice.

Soon there were footsteps. Chu Ji restrained his expression and waited for someone to come. The door was slowly opened, and a person dressed as a housekeeper came into view.

This butler has a strange appearance, his face is round like a basin, his eyes are extremely small, his mouth is opened silently, which makes him look even more naive. Chu Ji has been growing up for nearly twenty years, and it is the first time he has seen his face round like this People, can't help but look a few more times.

"Master?" The old housekeeper blinked his eyes.

Chu Ji couldn't bear to face such a face, he coughed twice to cover up his strangeness, and then said seriously, "Just now I was tracking the monster nearby, but when I got here, the monster disappeared, boldly came to call the door , the master of the mansion is here, can we meet each other?"

The old housekeeper opened his mouth wide, and Chu Ji looked at him curiously. After a long pause, he finally realized something, and with a stretched sound, he slowly welcomed Chu Ji in, "My master is in the lobby, young master. Come with me."

Not to mention the strangeness of the old butler's parents, even his reaction seemed to be a bit slower than ordinary people, Chu Ji stepped over the threshold without changing his face, and followed the old butler into the palace.

Even though the old butler looks cute, Chu Ji will not forget the purpose of this trip. If the monster is really related to the mansion, he has undoubtedly entered the tiger's den, so he mustered up all his energy to see what the mansion can see. The scene into the fundus.

Chu Ji's first impression of the Junfu was the word "elegant". When he entered the mansion, there was a scent of fragrance, which lingered around him and made him feel refreshed. In the courtyard in front of him, there was a small white flower that he couldn't name. Presumably, the fragrance was this. Small white flowers are distributed.

The old housekeeper closed the door, came in front of him, and made a gesture of invitation. Chu Ji nodded lightly, followed the footsteps of the old housekeeper around the courtyard covered with small white flowers, and came to the corridor. They are full of pleasant fragrance, if you close your eyes, you may think that you are in the valley of flowers deep in the jungle.

Chu Ji asked curiously, "Why is the corridor so fragrant?"

The old butler walked away, and it took a while to answer Chu Ji's words, "Master, this corridor was built by my master with century-old fragrant wood, so it has a fragrance."

If it is really luxurious, Chu Ji naturally did not say what was in his mind, and looked a little farther away. From the corner, it was a courtyard. A thick and short tree grew in a strange shape, with lush branches and leaves in the shape of a ball. When viewed from the side, it was unexpectedly In a trance, it feels like the side face of a person.

This gentleman's mansion is really not simple, Chu Ji recalled that a passer-by called him "Young Master Wudu, the god of flowers and trees in the world", and he couldn't help being a little curious about him.

He grew up in Cangyi since he was a child, and there are already many rare treasures on the mountain, but this is the first time he has seen the fragrant wood corridor and the human face tree in this century, and he wanted to ask aloud, seeing that the old butler was trembling and slow to respond In the end, he suppressed the question in his throat.

Bypassing the corridor was the lobby of the Junfu. The old butler asked Chu Ji to wait outside, and went in to report by himself. After a while, the old butler let Chu Ji in.

Chu Ji looked at the carved porch, his nose twitched, and it was still fragrant, so he calmed down and walked in.

Even though the layout in the lobby was quiet and exquisite, what caught Chu Ji's attention instantly was a man who was swinging the high chair flower scene - his hands were delicate and slender, and his movements were graceful, picking up the light green branches and leaves, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The man was tall and straight, wearing a patterned black robe, with silvery white patterns on the sleeves, and a piece of transparent square jade around his waist, engraved with a raised character of "Jun" on the jade, showing his identity.

As if sensing Chu Ji's arrival, the man withdrew his fingers and turned around slightly, allowing Chu Ji to see his face clearly.

The man was very well-born, even Chu Ji, who was praised for his face since he was a child, couldn't help being stunned - half of his thick hair was tied with a silver-streaked headband, the black clothes lined his fair skin, his eyebrows were as bright as the sun and the moon, and his lips were smiling. Like spring willows fluttering, it is hard to describe because of his innate character that is difficult to describe, and it is really Xiao Shuxuan, who is as clear as a god.

For a while, Chu Ji had already gone through the words of praise in his life in his mind. At the end, he realized his gaffe, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Jun really deserves his reputation."

Jun Fangbai has a gentle appearance and a lingering voice, "I don't know what your name is?"

Chu Ji reported his family name, "I am a disciple of Cangyi Mountain, Chu Ji."

Jun Fang's white eyes showed admiration, "It turned out to be the Taoist priest on Cangyi Mountain." He made a gesture of being seated again, ordering people to serve tea.

Chu Ji came with a clear purpose, and said, "There is no need to serve tea, I just pass by here, and I have something to ask."

Jun Fangbai was slightly surprised, "What's the matter?"

Chu Ji told him that the monster suddenly disappeared after chasing the monster here. Unexpectedly, Jun Fang's pale complexion suddenly changed, and all the original clear and bright posture faded away, leaving only the look of panic, and even the words sounded a little fearful , "How could this be, isn't that monster in my mansion now?"

This change made Chu Ji dumbfounded, it was as if the person he thought was outstanding and handsome suddenly turned into a cowardly person, which he couldn't accept.

Before Chu Ji could speak, Jun Fangbai had already come up, grabbed Chu Ji's arm tightly, and timidly looked around, "Dao, Daoist, you have to save me, I, I have no hands No one with the power can fight against that monster."

Seeing the man who was half a head taller than him shrank towards him in fright, Chu Ji felt a lot of feelings in his heart, and wanted to break free from Jun Fangbai, but this man who kept saying that he had no strength to restrain a chicken turned out to be so strong Chu Ji had nothing to do with him.

"Calm down first," Chu Ji had no choice but to let Jun Fangbai pester him, his tone already a little helpless, "I just guessed, and I didn't say that the monster must be here."

He really misjudged, what kind of god of plants and trees in the world is worthy of its reputation, it is really too much, what kind of god, in his opinion, is just a weak man who is not much more courageous than a bean.

"Yes, but?" Jun Fang stared blankly with distrust written all over his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chu Ji was full of impatience, he didn't have the habit of being entangled by men, "Let go of me first."

Jun Fangbai called out weakly, "Taoist..."

Hearing this, Chu Ji got goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly broke away from Jun Fangbai with all his strength, even his expression changed a little.

He couldn't believe that a man like this could still be called the God of Flowers and Trees in the hearts of the people in Wudu. Either the people in Wudu misjudged him, or Jun Fangbai pretended so well on weekdays that he even wanted to see him at first sight Be deceived by his appearance.

"Then what should I do?" Jun Fangbai stared at Chu Ji closely, and bit his lip.

Chu Ji just wanted to leave this frail man and this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and endured so much that his face didn't look so bad, "I think I may have made a mistake, so don't worry too much."

"How could it be possible to make a mistake?" Jun Fangbai hurried up to catch Chu Ji again, Chu Ji was startled, and quickly dodged for a while, and finally escaped, Jun Fangbai seemed a little wronged, "I think the Taoist priest Immortal Feng Daogu must be a hermit expert, there must be monsters in my house, I think I am young, and I will be destroyed by those monsters, Daoist, don’t you want a hero to save the beauty?"

Chu Ji couldn't listen to these words anymore. How could there be a man who described himself with such words as "destroying flowers with hot hands" and "hero saving the beauty". with.

"My lord, I think I really made a mistake," Chu Ji was eager to get away, his tone raised a bit, "I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, so I don't want to bother you, and I'm leaving."

Said disregarding Junbang Bai's reaction, and quickly rushed out of the porch as if the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet, as if avoiding some snake, scorpion and beast, without even taking his head back, let alone paying attention to the long road behind him The screaming Jun Fangbai.

Compared to his embarrassment, the black-robed man in the lobby has changed his frightened expression. Although his voice is extremely aggrieved, there is a smile on his face, and he only laughed softly when the person who had left disappeared. , the timbre is clear and spiritual, full of joy.

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