Far Mountain Black Dog

Relying on his vague memory, Bu Qingjue came to the Earth Temple. It seems that no one came to offer offerings for a long time. It stood silently, covered with white snow.

Pingye Village is a small place, and the temple built for the Lord of the Land is pitifully small, only half the height of a person. Since the construction of the official road, the paths have been deserted, and the villagers are afraid of encountering monsters. The number of people who can walk to the Temple of the Earth has become increasingly rare , the temple was gradually abandoned.

Bu Qingjue removed the snow from the temple roof and altar, set out the steamed buns, lit the incense, closed his eyes, and folded his hands together: "Master of the Land, Xiaosheng is the only son of the Bu family in Pingye Village, Bu Qingjue. I have something to ask for today." Kowtowing.

"Xiaosheng was injured by a good demon recently, and wanted to find something to heal him, but he didn't know where to go, so he came here specifically to ask the Lord of the Land for guidance." Two kowtows.

"If you find this treasure, you will worship it on time every year after your birthday to express your gratitude." Kowtow three times.

After the ceremony, Bu Qingjue knelt on the spot and waited for a long time, but the haze dissipated and the afterglow fell to the ground. Other than that, there was no change.

Sure enough, monsters are everywhere in this world, and gods are hard to find...

He stretched his numb legs, intending to go back to the village and ask where there is the Immortal Temple, but just as he raised his head, there seemed to be a flash of light.Bu Qingjue walked over curiously, and found half-transparent water essence exposed in the snow.

Is this ore, or ice glass?He picked it up and examined it carefully.

Suddenly, with Bu Qingjue as the center and one step as the radius, a wind and snow wall like a dragon absorbing water was formed. The air directly opposite Bu Qingjue was condensed from ice and snow into a woman. Her hair, skin, and clothes were all snow-white, and her long hair reached the ground. The cold crisp falls, at first glance, it looks like a fairy descending to earth, but... has no face...

"Ah, ah, you monster——!"

Bu Qingjue yelled out in fright, turned around and ran away, but was blocked by the wind and snow, and panicked.At this time, the water spirit emitted a strong cold air, which made his hands hurt. He was sure that it was Bingli, and quickly stuffed it into his clothes, trying to escape, but how could a mortal fight against the fairy?Before he could take a step, the back of his feet was already covered with light ice, imprisoning him in the snow, unable to escape.

"It's over, it's over! Parents and children are not filial, if you fail to continue the incense of the Bu family, you will die in hell..." Bu Qingjue crouched in despair, hugging his head, closing his eyes and waiting for death.

With a wave of Xue Ruisu's hand, the sharp ice cone went straight to Bu Qingjue, but was "slapped" into two pieces by the blood flying from a distance, and then the red light merged into the ice and snow wall, and the two forces collided and entangled, and finally canceled each other .

The frightening sound of the wind disappeared, and the black cloak fell on Bu Qingjue. He raised his head, his eyes were full of stately weapons - Chang Xi held a long/gun in his hand, his figure was tall and straight, his sword eyebrows and star eyes matched with his Xuan Qing costume, he looked quite heroic.Changxi held his breath and concentrated, vermilion thunder flashed under his feet, flashed behind Xuerui, and attacked with a spear, Xuerui created an ice wall in time to block the attack, and slid backwards.Long breath felt the ice crystals under his feet condensed, so he jumped up quickly, dodged the icicles rising from the ground, then stepped on the icicles and rushed to Xue Rui, Xue Rui backed away again, and blew the snow wind from his sleeves, long breath Standing still, he threw out the spear, red lotuses bloomed on the gun body, roared towards it, smashed Chang Feng, and thrust into Xuerui's chest.Changxi seized the opportunity to close the distance, gathered spiritual power in his right hand, poured it into the gun, and pushed hard, Xuerui was instantly shaken to pieces, turning into grains of silver millet, flying one after another.

It's amazing... Bu Qingjue was fascinated by watching, completely forgot that the imprisonment had been lifted, took a long breath to see his dumbfounded look, and couldn't help knocking him on the head: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Waiting for Xueling to come to you again?"

"Ah!" Bu Qingjue came back to his senses, and threw the ice glass to Changxi like a hot potato: "It's not for you! But it froze me to death..."

"As I said, my injury will heal on its own, so don't worry."

"I feel guilty, and I want to help you out of good intentions."

"Help me? It's almost enough to cause me trouble. In order to save you, my old wounds have not healed, and I have added new wounds! I can't do what I can, but ask others to help. How can I help?"

"You...are you injured again? I'm sorry, I didn't know Xueling would appear..." Bu Qingjue, who was upright at first, heard the word "injured", his heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head.The last long breath just now seems to have not been avoided, I don't know if the injury is serious or not...

"Cough..." As if I had said too much, I took a long breath and coughed dryly: "The things that gather spirits are not easy to obtain, and some of them have corrosive characteristics even without the protection of spirit monsters. Feel free to touch."

"Okay." Bu Qingjue agreed.

After the meal, he sat cross-legged on the ground with a long breath, put Bingli in the palm of his hand, put his hands together up and down, his breath sank to his dantian, and red light appeared around his body. Get up, spin a few times, turn into silver rays of light wrap around Changxi's body, and finally disappear.

"Is it that good-looking?" Long breath asked Bu Qingjue, who was sitting at the table with a book in his head, but looked sideways at him. He nodded, "It's pretty, much better than those jugglers out there!"

He breathed for a long time without saying a word, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "I have seen the play, when will I return the clothes?" Ever since he gave the cloak to Bu Qingjue, he has been wearing it until now, without the slightest sign of wanting to return it.Bu Qingjue immediately turned his gaze back and pretended to read seriously. Such warm clothes can be worn for a while longer.

Playing dumb, right?Changxi smiled slyly and turned into a black dog, and the cloak on Bu Qingjue's body also disappeared. He and Changxi looked at each other for three seconds, and unwillingly jumped behind Changxi to hug him. It was still warm to hold him anyway!Changxi struggled vigorously, but his legs flew into the air, and he couldn't use his strength. One person and one dog started to make a fuss until the dusk was getting late and he was drowsy.

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I have never been in the habit of previewing, but how many words have been dropped by Harmony? ? ?