laughing soul

The south wind on the Xiangshui River has arrived, and the spring is coming, the willows, peaches and plums are showing their sharpness, and the wings of bees and butterflies are light and graceful, with a faint brilliance and warmth.

The old monk's smile remained unchanged for thousands of years: "You have been here for a long time, Junior Brother Jingsheng."

Almost all the spring tea in his mouth was enshrined on the red sandalwood table, Chu He coughed for a while, wiped his mouth and barely spoke: "Stop making jokes, I'm here to discuss serious matters with you today."

"The old monk rummaged through the entire Sutra Pavilion to find a few words to cure the poison of the golden silkworm Gu. Several ancient books were pieced together. The prescription can be said to be hard to come by, but it is a real medicine that will cure the disease." Jing Jing After shaking his head and shaking his head, he found that Chu Yu's expression had never been relaxed for a moment, and even though his face was clear, he couldn't help being nervous, "Is there anything else?"

"Two," Chu Yu cleared his throat and said, "the first one, the time is almost up, that ghost has hired heavenly soldiers, how to break him?"

Jing Ran: "Well, I forgot to tell you this...I also searched a lot of ancient books, and the solution is there, but it's a little troublesome and trivial. They have invited heavenly soldiers, you go and invite one, here, please go up How about his five thousand Yin soldiers? In terms of killing decisively, the fighting power of the Yincao Difu is definitely far superior to that gang of sanctimonious fake gods."

"Invite Yin soldiers?" Chu Yu frowned, "How to invite Yin soldiers?"

Jing Ran didn't look at him anymore, she just waved her hands and turned to look at the half-boiled pot of clear spring water, and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, the old monk remembers that the pavilion master was also an interesting person full of nonsense back then, halfway through I don't know why it has become so rigid and tasteless... This ruthless world, how many pure and happy Skylines have been erased from the world?"

He stretched out his wrinkled fingers, and lightly tapped on Chu Yu's deeply wrinkled "Chuan" brow: "Where's the demon mirror? I really should show you twice. How old are you? You look like a little old man." Yes, what's the point of making fun of yourself?"

Even the old monk's fingertips were glowing with warm breath, faintly leaking some imperceptible internal heat, Chu Yu didn't dodge, just silently felt the scorching pain from the external internal force, slowly closed his eyes and said: "This The matter is too important, how dare I make fun of the common people."

"Cangsheng?" Jing Ran said with a low smile, his hands turned into palms, firmly adhered to Chu Yu's celestial cover like a dog's skin plaster, he raised his breath and tried hard, and as if he had calculated it, he heard the pavilion master let out an uncontrollable groan of pain, "In the eyes of the old monk, common people can be described as thousands of creatures and animals in the world. But the pavilion master may not be."

The mouth on the left hand side was tightly clasped by the monk, and Chu Yu didn't have time to think about it, so he just hummed and chirped and didn't bother to answer, but when he heard the annoying voice, he pushed his nose and his face amplified a lot: "In the heart of the pavilion master, this common man , I am afraid there is only one person."

The words were rude, but just as he was about to open his eyes, the palm of his hand exerted even more force, and he couldn't stop a mouthful of blood from gushing out.

The Sanjiao was in severe pain and fiery heat, and the liver and gallbladder felt a numb and unbearable itching, but fortunately, Jing Ran stopped his hands in time when he saw that his complexion was wrong, and finally ended the torture like Ling Chi.Chu Yu shook his body a few times to stabilize his body, sweating profusely, and said, "With such a ruthless hand, Master has really improved a lot."

Jing Ran smiled indifferently: "What's so difficult about this? I don't know who thinks that he has nothing to do with Cui Wei Pavilion? The martial arts master without that hill, relying on the power of the pavilion master alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to level my Tianyuan Temple."

This old man knows everything about tens of thousands of things in the world, and his ability to penetrate people's hearts can be said to be the pinnacle. Chu Yu once suspected that he had something to do with those fake gods who eat for nothing and don't fart well. Afterwards, they got along for a long time I got used to it, and I got used to it naturally, so I had to sigh low: "Speak less of these things... How about it?"

Jing Ran twitched her fingers: "The situation is getting better. There should be only a tail left in this poisonous body, but it should not be underestimated. Don't stop the prescription prescribed by the genius doctor in Huadu. Although it is a medicine It's three-point poison, and it's fantastic to heal slowly on your own right now. As for the poison of the poisonous insects in the southern border you mentioned in the letter, thanks to the fact that you still have some poisonous bones in your body, you can suppress this thing by fighting poison with poison If you can't achieve success, you don't have to worry about it. If you want to get rid of the remaining soul at this time, although it is still a big risk job, it is many times better than before."

Chu Yu withdrew his wrist, took a sip of tea with a pale face: "If it was originally, no matter what, I would have to clean that soul at this moment... But now, Chu Quan should have relied on Yalf's power to find With a good skin, my body is not that important to him. If I remove my soul, will it still cause such obvious harm to him?"

"Sooner or later, your soul will not be something you can keep." Jing Ran turned around and took the hot spring water off the stove, and slightly flushed the black Pu'er soaked in the tea bowl, "A puppet is a puppet after all. , In the end, he still has to support his life on your body, if he plans to take advantage of the fire, you will have to manipulate the soul to fight against the heavenly soldiers, and you will also have to devote all your energy to get rid of the interference, and you are stretched, are you sure you can rely on it?"

"Wait," Chu Yu asked suspiciously, "Primitive Spirit? What Primordial Spirit?"

"Inviting Yin soldiers is a funny thing to say, the rest is just such a trick, but I don't know if you don't like it or not."

Chu Yu was tired, so he raised his forehead and said, "Master, can you save a few words of nonsense?"

"After going down the mountain for many years, my temper has become worse and more irritable. Fourth Master Qiu is really good-tempered..." With a twist of his wrist, brown tea dripped into the teacup, "There is a primordial spirit in this world that you and I can invite Yes, one is the mountain god and soul, one is the heaven and earth and all things, and the other is the ancient god horse. The mountain god watches the fire from the shore, and all things transform into nature, and the pavilion master," Jing Ran kindly smiled, "the sharp sword is always in your hand, but it is If you have eyes but don't see Mount Tai, you can't see it."

This remark did not attract any complaints from the stubborn student, but the movement of pouring tea paused slightly, he was wondering when he raised his eyes, where is there half a figure on the other side?

Looking up again, the half of the window is being opened wantonly, and the gauze curtains are shaking freely with the wind.

Jing Ran couldn't help laughing, shook her head, drank a cup of slightly hot tea, and said to herself: "The one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black. The ancients never deceived me... These two horse monkeys, go to the room Jiewa..."

A horse monkey was flying to the stables, and he couldn't help but drag Xue Qianli, who was drinking water with low eyebrows, up. The god horse was caught off guard, and sprayed clear water on the trouser legs of his anxious master, choking a few mouthfuls in embarrassment, tears in his eyes Looking over whirlingly, I saw a pair of hungry eyes, suddenly startled, and spit out a series of saliva at this handsome face that usually treats each other coldly.

"Vald donkey! Do you really think this idiot can invite Yuanshen?"

Recently, at the beginning of spring, all the monks of Tianyuan Temple were assigned by Jing Ran to work on the back mountain. The entire temple was completely empty. This boy also made a series of calculations before coming, so he dared not wear a mask. As unscrupulous.

Standing in front of the window, Jing Ran held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and slowly brushed them over. Looking at the young man and the unknown god, he stared at him with two big eyes, smiled slightly, and crushed three Buddhist beads with force between his fingers.

In an instant, the golden light filled the sky, and one man and one horse raised their eyes slightly in the vast world. The cold wind suddenly rose and then calmed down, rolling up thousands of hectares of wind and sand, but the heart was unprecedentedly clear and exquisite.

"After the calm wind has passed, there will be waves, and thousands of winds and clouds will shatter the screen and transform into one place. My Buddha is merciful. This disciple's move violates the clear rules and precepts. I am afraid that it will cause continuous disputes in the world..." A string of Buddhist beads in the old monk's hand fell to pieces, reflecting the The light on his forehead flickered, as if the golden light from the tiny Buddhist beads had melted into his entire body. In the boundless and severe pain, a smear of blood snaked down from the corner of his lips. Slowly rising to the front, accompanied by several crisp crackling sounds, the scriptures have been torn apart, and the air is full of golden debris.

There was a thunderous sound, deafening.

The sound was so earth-shattering, Chu Yu looked in amazement, and saw golden light enveloping the whole body of the old monk. The little yellow bird that appeared beside him at some point was exactly the tomato egg. The astonishing cry, and then even transformed into an overwhelming roar. The golden light covered the body, but it burned between its muscles, bones and flesh as if it had a real and sensitive force. .

"you--"

People are not plants and trees are ruthless, and this little holy bird has been with him for several years, Chu Yu only felt a loud cry that was about to jump out of his throat, but was choked in his mouth in an instant. Stirring his tongue and shaking it, he had no choice but to swallow it again, and tilted his head helplessly.

Except for the information and the use of the holy bird, Chu Yu knew nothing about it.

To stop killing with killing, up to now, the best strategy has become the best strategy.

"It is born with a divine body, and it is destined to sacrifice its life for this moment. The owner of the pavilion does not need to be too sad...Death is the end of life, so what is there to be sad about?" Put the vial aside and put it away, without a smile on Jing Ran's face, "There is a solution to this matter, and the pavilion master should also believe in the poor monk. Whenever there is any change between Chu Quan and Yalf, you and I will be on the pole." It is enough to restrain the two of them. Let go of this half of your thoughts first, and talk about the second thing."

He stretched out his hand to lightly touch the gold bottle, but it seemed as if he had been scalded by something suddenly. He suppressed the urge to scream, but still restrained his brows and eyes, drew back his finger, and touched the bottle on it. The small teacup in front of him.

After a long time, Chu Yu kept turning the teacup in his hand for a while, pondered over his words, and then said: "You and I will make a gentleman's agreement first, and this matter must not be disclosed to Zizhan anyway."

Jing Ran was stunned, unable to laugh or cry: "The poor monk has never mentioned the words between you and me. If some trivial matters are leaked in the future, instead of going to Tianyuan Temple to question the poor monk, the pavilion master should reflect on it." Do you have a bad habit of talking in your sleep?"

"As you please," Chu Yu waved his hands and said solemnly, "Prince Qing'an who was invited back not long ago, do you know the details of this person?"

Jing Ran thought for a while: "Qiu Wei? He's a new person. The poor monk only knew about this person after he entered Beijing, and he didn't go deep into it... Even this person will be easily found by His Majesty and sit next to him." Even the poor monk is very surprised to be a prince."

"How to say?"

"It is said that he declined the fief granted by the late emperor and roamed the rivers and lakes by himself for decades. This person should have exactly the same mood as His Majesty. But looking at the current situation, it seems that he has prepared for a long time... "Jing Ran frowned and said, "Could it be that he has ideas and makes trouble?"

Chu Yu curled his lips: "It's all thanks to this brother, Jiangnan was successfully recovered, but he also completely fell out with the Nanjiang Wugu Village. He flew here with a piece of paper, and gave him a name as he wanted, and let Nandaying take Nanjiang with his fingers. It's settled. Zizhan should have arrived in the capital right now, and it depends on how he confronts that person. To say that the whole situation is controlled by this person alone would be too far-sighted and plan ahead. Thinking about it, it's really not a good thing."

"Your Majesty is not a person who is obsessed with fame, wealth and power. If the prince's ultimate goal is to be on the throne, this matter is still somewhat negotiable. Could it be that he is already worried about whether this person can take on the great cause of the country and become a generation of Mingjun?" Jing Ran Smiling, "Pavilion Master thinks so much, I'm afraid it's a little unfounded worry."

Chu Yu bit her lip and remained silent for a moment, then raised her head and said, "I need to look into this matter for me, I suspect that the matter xx years ago was not that simple, maybe someone was behind the scenes and we didn't know about it. "

"□□ years ago...you mean?"

This eminent monk seldom had a dumbfounded expression on his face. Chu Yu nodded in acquiescence: "The plague happened strangely, and it happened to have also erupted in Kunlun Mountain. Thinking of Qiu Wei and the southern Xinjiang shaman There are innumerable connections between Gu and Gu, and they are constantly being cut and sorted out and messed up. In that ghostly place in southern Xinjiang, there are only all kinds of Gu poisons that are easy to use, so it’s hard for me not to think too much of them.”

"This... my own brother..."

Jing Ran stopped herself halfway through her words, only to see Chu Yu wryly smile and say, "Qiu's family, what can't be done?"

"That's true," Jing Ran rubbed her chin twice, and suddenly thought of teasing Chu Yu, "That's right, Qiu's family are all cold-blooded and violent monsters, and yours can be regarded as likable... .”

Chu Yu glanced over helplessly: "Isn't this serious, why are you making fun of him?"

"I don't tell lies when I come out of the house. Naturally, what I say is the truth. What kind of embarrassment is the pavilion master?" Jing Ran teased him for the truth, smiled contentedly, and then pinched the side of her face and thought for a moment. He said solemnly, "I'll investigate this matter for you. You have to go to Huadu to recuperate your body first, and let the genius doctor use warming and warming prescriptions. When the time comes, this primordial spirit will be directed to you alone, and no one will replace it." Got you."

"I know it in my heart, it doesn't matter," Chu Yu said, "I have never revealed to Zizhan that the Western soldiers are about to resurface. Leaking a little bit of information, it doesn't matter how long those monsters can hide in front of him, let alone feudal superstition."

He slapped his own face when he said this, but he couldn't help laughing and said: "Isn't the master of the pavilion just the leader of these crooked demons and evil ways? How long can this be covered?"

"He knows very little about Cui Wei Pavilion. He doesn't even know the origin of my poisonous bones, let alone the embarrassing past of the Cui Wei Chu family. Let’s get this out of the way.”

Jing Ran: "Why?"

"The filth and filth in this world is a little rare, and it is a great blessing to have a clean and clear heart." Chu Yu lowered his head, "I have been through mountains of swords and seas of fire, so why bother to expose the evil of the old dynasty?" Tear it out for him to see?"

What he said was true, but he was stunned for a moment, and finally decided not to comment on the pavilion master's opinion: "Thank you for saying something more, the poor monk originally planned to ask His Majesty's opinion, and the status of life and death is somewhat related to the family. Does it matter?"

Chu Yu stopped turning the teacup after being interrupted once, and raised his head to look at an oil lamp placed on the corner of the table with deep eyes.

Inviting the primordial spirit to consume is his hard work and energy, and if there is any inconvenience, there is a risk of being wiped out.When Chu Quan led the Western Army and brought the Celestial Soldiers to the coastal line, the entire Celestial Soldiers camp had to rely on him alone to survive. When the two sides confronted each other, the loss and attraction of each other were carried out at the same time, in other words , You die and I live, fish die and net breaks, just right.

At the beginning of the game, the lives of both parties were bet on the bet, and behind it was the rise and fall of an entire dynasty.

God died, reincarnated and reincarnated as God, but he used his mortal body to fight against the immortal gods in the heavens.

The price is heavy, but up to now, it is a must to gamble.

One of the bets is that person's country, and furthermore, there are many people in Kunlun Mountain that he is unwilling to give up. He dare not go back on his word because of emotion and reason.

He stared blankly at the oil lamp for a long time, almost carving a flower on the plain lampshade with focused and empty eyes, until the corners of his eyes were dry and painful, then he slowly turned his head and said flatly: "Don't tell him. "

The candle crackled, as if it was shattered. Under the almost dim light, the old monk stared carefully at the gloomy expression of the person opposite him for a while, and without any hesitation, he only agreed, "Okay."

The horse Xue Qianli left by the owner of the pavilion is now very familiar with Qiu Sheng. He only knows that the new owner is a soft-hearted guy who specializes in good food, so he quickly gave the horse that was blinded by lard and Jian Tian'er to himself. The old master who ate horse manure was completely forgotten, and the grass on the wall couldn't be more smooth.

But this divine horse never imagined that the treatment he was receiving now was all due to that bastard old master who was ignorant and ignorant, who cared about eating but not fighting.

"Old Han, when we get to Tiancheng, Wang Deng will take Miss He to take me back to Beijing. You should wait and see on the front line of Jiangnan first." Qiu Sheng held Xue Qianli's rein tightly to prevent the horse from running away. Riding on Juechen, he drove away with thousands of troops and horses. While exerting force, he tilted his head and gave Han Jianhua a difficult lesson, "There is no need to rush the matter in southern Xinjiang. The army is in the formation and defending it. As long as there is no change in southern Xinjiang, it will not be violated." Squat down in the river and don't cause trouble... If it wasn't for the troop transfer order written by me, no matter what the man said, don't act rashly. I will try my best to give you news as soon as possible, keep calm... I Do you remember your handwriting?"

The group of soldiers behind them was thousands of miles away from the two of them, and they were all unlucky bastards who were frightened by the inexplicable nagging of Qiu Siye after his sex change. Seeing that the leading lieutenant general laughed rather fearlessly.

Finally unable to bear it anymore, he put his hand on Qiu Sheng's shoulder: "Qiu Zizhan."

Qiu Sheng had no time to finish her instructions, so she was blocked back by such an intrusion, and she was taken aback suddenly: "What's the matter?"

"Trust me? Have you ever entrusted these things before? With your ice-snow and smart Mr. Chu, do you think I'm not good at commanding you?" At this point, Han Jianhua bit down hard, angrily Silently said to himself: This fart child has a stinky body!I owe a beating!

Qiu Sheng smiled and didn't answer, just walked forward a few steps slowly with lowered eyebrows as said, but startled Han Jianhua who was about to be beaten with a crumpled old skin: "Fourth Master?"

"Have you lost your mind?" Han Jianhua used to say such a promiscuous title when he was wandering around the rivers and lakes. It sounded awkward, but Qiu Sheng threw Chengying away and swept him away. Is your old man making trouble? I don’t tell you that you still feel uncomfortable? What should you do? I’ll take you first if something happens in southern Xinjiang!” At this point, there is nothing to say, Long Live Lord slightly let go of the reins, and charged the bloody BMW General Han, who was still wronged above him, waved his hand: "Stop chanting sutras! Hurry up!"

These years have not been spent in vain, even Han Jianhua, who has been eating and practicing together since he was a child, couldn't see Qiu Sheng's deception, but he muttered a few words to himself, and followed him happily A step away, he followed, and his ears were quiet.

With the same posture, if Chu Yu was present at this time, then the clumsy trick of Long Live Lord is just a child's play, trying to cover it up.