The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

"That's right, it's Qiongqi," Uncle Zhou repeated what he had just said before, and sighed again, "It's said to be tall and big, and it likes to eat people, but I don't know anything else."

Not long after, Uncle Zhou said again, "I don't know if it's true about the tall body. People who have seen it are still alive. In the end, even the person can't be found, and there are no bones left. "

He spoke slowly, as if he was speaking to them, as if he was speaking to himself.

"Uncle Zhou, you must have said it wrong," Jing Zhan leaned against the door frame with curls on the corner of his mouth, looking at Uncle Zhou sharply with his eyes like an eagle.

"I have accidentally seen it in "Strange Tales of a Hundred Beasts". Although Qiongqi is one of the four evil spirits in ancient times, he was imprisoned in the Raksha Hell by the Emperor Fuxi and Ghost Venerable tens of thousands of years ago. It is impossible It will appear, besides, Zhou Bo, aren’t you bullying me for not being educated?”

Jing Zhan's eyes were wide open, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking innocent and pitiful.

Su Wangli glanced at him coldly, as if giving him a supercilious look.

You really haven't read the book.

But what Su Wang was thinking in his heart, Jing Zhan couldn't hear it.

"According to ancient books, Qiongqi looks like a tiger, has wings, and cannibals from the very beginning. What we met last night was a monster with the body of a bull."

"There is also the saying that Qiongqi looks like a cow." Su Wangli interrupted him, and rolled his eyes at him again, "I don't read too much."

"..."

Is this still his master!Who is it for!I am his apprentice!

Master, you want face, so does your disciple!

"Then, how should I explain this monster's face?" Jing Zhan didn't give up. His master didn't give him any face, and he didn't give this master any face.

Su Wangli really didn't give him any face as an apprentice, he ignored his words and didn't reply, just staring at Uncle Zhou with his eyes.

"Why do you hate this monster so much?" Su Wangli frowned in puzzlement. It would be reasonable to harbor hatred because of this monster's cannibalism, but Zhou Bo's reaction was so strong that Su Wangli had to think otherwise.

Jing Zhan also felt strange after hearing this, his eyes were fixed on Uncle Zhou, his eyes were like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, choking the enemy's fragile neck.

Su Wangli was waiting, waiting for Zhou Bo to tell the whole story.

Even if he didn't ask, Uncle Zhou would definitely tell.

Sure enough, as he expected.

Uncle Zhou's son and wife were all swallowed up by Qiongqi.

It was the day before last. The family of three should have been celebrating the new year. The old couple made dumplings, and the round and clear dumplings were put into the pot.

But in order to earn more money and sell more Spring Festival couplets, his son stayed up late, and when the whole street was empty, he had to return home from work. He carried bamboo baskets, big and small, with maltose in them. With pork belly in his hand and a fat carp in his hand.

That's what they are willing to eat during the Chinese New Year. They have been busy throughout the whole year, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The old couple had been busy for a whole day, tidying up the small thatched hut, filling up the dumplings and waiting for their son to come back. Not far away, fireworks were blooming in the dark night sky, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

But after waiting for a long time for her son to come back, Aunt Zhou went to look for him worried. At that time, Uncle Zhou was suffering from asthma, especially in winter, so she didn't go with him.

Unexpectedly, after this night, he never saw his wife and son again.

The dumplings on the wooden table have long since dissipated, and the incense in the copper stove in front of Guanyin has also been burned to ashes. This year has passed, the dawn will break, the sky will turn blue and white, and spring will return again.

But he lost his dear one and was alone.

"I'm not the only one in this town that has been harmed by monsters. Some have lost their relatives, and some have lost their love. I wish I could chop that monster into meat, ahem." table.

"You two should not be ordinary people." Although Zhou Bo is old and pale, he has a delicate mind. How can outsiders come to Heishui Town at this time? Everyone avoids it, even half of the villagers in the town. He fled to Linzhen and went to relatives.

Only some lonely women and children or villagers who were born in Heishui Town have nowhere to escape.

"Oh? We're just two Taoist priests traveling in mountains and rivers, just passing by here." Jing Zhan raised his eyebrows, walked towards Su Wangli, and sat down beside him.

"Last night on Suzaku Avenue, you must be the ones who fought against that monster." There was no doubt in these words, as if they were stating the facts.

Jing Zhan didn't dare to answer without Su Wangli's permission.

Neither of them answered Zhou Bo's words.

Su Wangli turned to look at Jing Zhan, "Why don't you say it?"

Jing Zhan was a little puzzled, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, leaned his elbows on the wooden table and supported his face, "I don't dare to speak without Master's permission."

"May I allow you to speak just now?"

"That's because I'm afraid that Master will be tired, so my disciple will answer for Master." Jing Zhan reacted quickly, pointing the finger at Su Wangli easily.

Su Wangli frowned, his eyes fixed on Jing Zhan.

Although it was hidden very deeply, Jing Zhan still caught the scrutiny in Su Wangli's eyes, and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

It is not for the master to still doubt the apprentice until now.

Su Wangli turned his head and sighed tiredly looking at Uncle Zhou who was stunned.

"This is also an answer for the teacher."

Only then did Jing Zhan speak slowly, "I am a cultivator in Yuntai Mountain. I followed Master to repair demons and eliminate demons. It was a helpless act to conceal the truth. Uncle Zhou please forgive me."

There is no flaw in what he said, not only revealing his identity and purpose, but also explaining clearly what he just concealed.

What a Taoist priest in Yuntai Mountain.

Su Wangli always felt that although Jing Zhan seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, he was delicate in doing things, intelligent in thinking, and his speech and behavior were far superior to those of eighteen or nineteen-year-old children. But he could easily see what was in his mind, which was really abnormal.

But Su Wangli has not been able to find out the flaws of this person until now, whether it is in the Penglai Mountain He Huan Pavilion, or the Nine Heavens Fairy Association, or the battle with Qiongqi, he did not make a move because he wanted to test his skills , but this person has no flaws.

Could it be that I thought wrong...

"Since that's the case, the two priests must have a way to subdue Qiongqi, right!" Zhou Bo was even more excited than before, standing up tremblingly and about to kneel down.

He was pulled up by Jing Zhan, "Don't, don't, you're ruining my life, Uncle Zhou." How could Jing Zhan make an old man kneel down and help him up immediately.

"If we can get rid of this monster, the two priests will do whatever they want, and as long as Zhou has it, I will definitely give it!" Zhou Bo grasped Jing Zhan's sleeves tightly with both hands, and the sleeves were caught in pleats, trembling with Zhou Bo shaking his hands back and forth.

"Elimination of demons is my job. Even if you don't ask for it, we will definitely subdue Qiongqi and never let it harm the world again." Su Wangli opened his thin lips lightly, and his tone was distant and cold.

"Okay, okay..." Uncle Zhou still held Jing Zhan tightly with both hands, turned his head to look at Su Wangli, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled, "Finally, my son... my wife..." He stretched out his hand to touch his face , wiping the tears off his face, but his voice was still choked up.

At this moment, the sound of "cracking——" firecrackers sounded in the distance.

The sound came from Suzaku Street.

"This village is like this, and you still want to get married?" Jing Zhan sneered, supported Zhou Bo and led him to sit down.

"I don't know what you two are, but the one who married was Chen Jiuquan, the youngest son of the Chen family in the town, and Yue Xiangrong, the daughter of the Yue family." Zhou Bo sighed again, "This Chen family has a great business, and it is different from the big merchants in other towns. They are all connected, although there are monsters in Heishui Town, the Chen family is not afraid, and they do what they have to do. This Yue family started from business, and it depends on the Xie family to broaden their network."

"That's right, the spring night is warm in Furong's tent, if you can get sex, why not be a ghost?" Jing Zhan is rebellious, reckless, and can say anything.

"Marriage is a happy event, so how about we go and enjoy it too? Master." Jing Zhan approached Su Wangli, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and gently pulled him up.

"What is there to see about marriage in the world? If you want to see the bride, then go by yourself." Su Wangli was exhausted. He had no rest last night, and this morning he was dizzy by the matchmaker. Now I just want to close my eyes and rest, and sleep.

"The bride is not as good-looking as the master. There is nothing to see, but the disciple has never seen the marriage with the master." Jing Zhan held Su Wangli to prevent him from pulling away from his wrist. "Master will accompany the disciple to see it." ?”

Jing Zhan frowned aggrievedly, and dangled Su Wangli's wrist back and forth. Although he acted maturely and cautiously, his face was not yet childish, which aroused people's desire for pity.

"The Chen family's marriage is a grand occasion, and most people in the town are rushing to see it. Since this little Taoist leader has never seen the marriage, he can also go and see it to increase his knowledge." Seeing Jing Zhan so pitiful, Uncle Zhou was heartbroken. To him, could not help but speak for him.

"Then let's go." Su Wangli responded to Jing Zhan's request by accident, pulled back the hand that Jing Zhan shook back and forth, and sighed deeply.

I don't know why, but in front of Jing Zhan, rules and principles seem to be worthless.

Suzaku Street

Except for the few pavements that were smashed to pieces, everything was as it was before.There are so many people in the market, full of beautiful things in eyes, and the sound of gongs and drums.

More and more people gathered, shoulder to shoulder one after another poured in from all directions, to see the marriage and to be happy.

I saw a row of two teams of horses and horses wearing red clothes and red flowers slowly walking in from a distance, like a huge red dragon with no end in sight.

At the front of the line is a white-haired horse with red happiest flowers on its head, and a man in a red happiest hunchback. Although the man is not outstanding in appearance, he is more dignified in appearance. Supporting the horse, the joy on his face could not be restrained, his mouth was grinning, and he kept looking back at the sedan chair a hundred meters away.

Su Wangli followed the groom's gaze.

I saw four big men all wearing bright red clothes, holding brocade and flower sedan chairs.Big man with Xihong, so funny.

The curtains covering the sedan chair are made of bright red colored silk, and the handkerchief is embroidered with two auspicious pictures of rich and noble flowers and Danfeng Chaoyang, embellished with gold and silver. A large colored ball is dropped at each corner of the sedan chair, and colorful tassels hang down to the bottom, bouncing back and forth with the sedan chair. Shaking, she looks vivid and bright.

The big man who carried the sedan chair swayed as he walked, grinned and raised his arms, even more beaming.

The sound of gongs, drums, lamas, all kinds of sounds melted into this street, which made the street a lot of life.

The streets were crowded with people, leaving no gaps.

Jing Zhan stood behind Su Wangli, his chest pressed against Su Wangli's back, and his arms lightly rested on Su Wangli's waist, as if he was afraid that Su Wangli would be squeezed away by the crowd.There is nothing wrong with this movement, but from outsiders' point of view, the man behind him is wrapping his arms around the man in front of him and sticking it to his chest, which is extremely ambiguous.

Although Su Wangli looked at marriage on the surface, his heart was beating fast. He had never had any contact with other people in the past hundred years, let alone the act of being embraced by someone. Zhan's chest was hot, wide and hard, and his heart was beating regularly. The sound was so loud and the beating was so strong that Su Wangli always felt that there was no distance between the heart and him. The fresh heart was beating his back, a rush Warm currents poured into the heart, followed by the blood flow to all parts of the body, and the cold hands and feet secretly became hot.

"Master?" Jing Zhan could clearly see that Su Wangli was in a daze, so he called him softly.

A magnetic male voice sounded in his ear, low and childish, and the hot and humid breath sprayed on the ear. Su Wangli felt that his blood stopped suddenly, and then flowed backwards, all of which flowed to the ear. He knew that his ear was Undisputedly red.

"Frozen?" Jing Zhan frowned, looking down at the red ear, his eyes were covered by thick and slender eyelashes, so he couldn't see the clarity in his eyes.

Afterwards, Su Wangli felt the fiery palm on his waist move away, and then squeezed towards the earlobe.

"Why is it so hot, but it's freezing?" Jing Zhan looked down at Su Wangli's red ears, and then looked up at the other side, "Master's skin is really thin, and the harsh winter wind blows his ears red." Jing Zhan sneered, seemingly mocking, but with a deep smile in his eyes.

"How come you are so difficult to deal with, you actually mocked me as a teacher!" Su Wangli wanted to move the fiery chest away from his back, but now the two of them were only standing on one side, unable to move an inch, so he turned his head and glared at Jing Zhan, " Is the teacher usually too lenient to you?"

Jing Zhan smiled, his eyes flickering, "Master is not willing to punish Jing Zhan, Master loves Jing Zhan the most."

Su Wangli looked back at him, Jing Zhan looked at him with a grin, and the two of them stared at each other on the wedding avenue amidst the sound of gongs and drums and the crowds.

Su Wangli's heart suddenly ached. This smile was so familiar. He had seen it before, but he couldn't remember who it was or where it was. It was a heart-wrenching pain.

There was a great chill in his heart, he seemed to fall into the dead sea, into the abyss, into the 33 layers of hell, the joyous songs and laughter around him were getting farther and farther away from him, he stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty, and the bottom was dark and terrifying.

"Master, it's snowing."

The youthful and immature but magnetic crisp voice pulled Su Wangli back to the world.

Su Wangli immediately turned his head back, pretending to look at the appearance of the marriage, for fear that Jing Zhan would see something.

Thanks to the sudden fluttering of goose feather snow, it attracted all the young man's attention.

The snow was not heavy, and it was very slow, and it didn't affect everyone watching the show at all.The crowded crowds on the street did not dissipate due to the snow.

The wedding team was really long, Su Wangli always felt that it was longer than the white dragon of Jiuchongtian, as expected of a big family, the formation was mighty.

In a trance, Su Wangli only felt his ears heat up, and the noise of gongs and drums around him weakened, as if he was blocked. When he looked sideways, he realized that the hands on his waist were actually covering his ears.

"Master, this disciple loves you too." Su Wangli didn't hear the truth because his hands blocked the voice, but he could still hear the words clearly.

A warm current rises in the heart, the eye sockets are slightly red, and the nose is also a little sore.

Su Wangli thought, he was so disappointed that he was made to cry by a teenager.

But this throbbing has not been felt for many years, and the last time was when I was in Dubei Temple...

Su Wangli didn't want to think about it, so he closed his eyes and watched the whole wedding party in this posture.

It didn't take long for the snow to stop, the sky cleared up, and the accumulated snow turned into snow and water flowed clean within a few hours.

Su Wangli originally thought that he would be able to leave after watching the wedding, but Jing Zhan refused and insisted on dragging him to see the bride.

"Jing Zhan, those who cultivate immortality need the six senses to be clean." Su Wangli was helpless rather than annoyed, Jing Zhan grabbed his wrist and taught him as he left.

Su Wangli always speaks concisely and to the point. He thinks that it is enough for him to express his original intention clearly without wasting words, but Bie Xian always feels that this person is perverse and doesn't like to speak.

Only Jing Zhan is smart, he can hear the meaning of Su Wangli's words at once.

Immortal cultivators need their six roots to be pure, so even if they watch the whole process of marriage, what's the point?

"Jing Zhan naturally understands, who said that the apprentice wants to marry a wife?" Jing Zhan pulled Su Wangli in front of him, leaned on him, and squeezed into the crowd from left to right, making Su Wangli and himself closer to the sedan chair.

"Can't you watch it if you don't marry a wife?" Jing Zhan asked Su Wangli back.

"...Of course not." Su Wangli was also a little curious, wanting to see the bride's figure.

After all, I have lived in Penglai Mountain for a long time, so I seldom see this kind of thing, and it is the first time to be so close.

"If that's the case, let's watch it all, maybe it will be useful in the future." Jing Zhan was already addicted to watching, so naturally he didn't want to leave just like that.

"Jing Zhan, I told you about cultivators..." Su Wangli had no choice but to repeat what Jing Zhan said, but was interrupted by Jing Zhan embarrassingly.

"Cultivators of immortals are not allowed to marry wives. This apprentice knows." Jing Zhan put his hands on Su Wangli's shoulders, straightened him, and faced the door of the Chen family, "Look at Master, the bride is about to come out."

I saw the sedan chair come to a complete stop, and the person dressed as a matchmaker beside the sedan chair held an embroidered handkerchief and shouted at the sedan chair, "The auspicious time has come, the bride gets out of the sedan chair, steps over the brazier, and enters the house!"

The red curtains on the sedan chair were lifted by the maid.

An exquisite little foot wearing red embroidered shoes stretched out from the sedan chair, and then a scarlet wedding robe came into view.

The bride is wearing a golden silk red hipa, and is wearing a colorful wedding gown. The peacock feathers on the dress are like real velvet feathers. They are exquisitely depicted, and each one is bright in color. The light refracted on it shines in different colors. The bright phoenix makes people unable to take their eyes off at all.

Everyone sighed in admiration, the woman's eyes were full of envy, and the man's eyes were full of nostalgia.

Only two of them frowned.

Su Wangli looked at Jing Zhan, and Jing Zhan looked back at Su Wangli with a frown, both of them were preoccupied.

Evil thoughts are deep.

This bride is not human at all.