Knowing that my best friend has a crush on me for a thousand years

No matter how much Lin Mucheng said, he brought people all the way back to the city, back to the largest restaurant in Lizhou, and looked up.

There are three floors of this restaurant. Apart from the city wall, it is the tallest building in Lizhou City. The cornices and ceiling, red tiles and vermilion lacquer are magnificent.

Wen Shifeng looked at the bustling restaurant and grinned, touched her stomach that was growling with hunger, and asked, "Would you like to treat me to dinner after the business is over?"

Lin Mucheng smiled noncommittally, then stretched out his hand to grab Wen Shifeng's shoulders, and lifted him vigorously with a leap, easily bringing him to the top of the restaurant. People passing by all looked up and saw that he was a handsome and handsome knight-errant.

Wen Shifeng stepped on the sloping eaves, Lin Mucheng let go, folded his arms and squinted his eyes to look at the scene of Lizhou City with a slight smile, taking in all the houses and courtyards below which were dyed by the red sun near the west mountain. Immediately, he said slowly, "Take a look, what does this city of Lizhou look like?"

"What does it look like?" Wen Shifeng glanced suspiciously, and found that the streets and alleys were unbelievably neat, "Is this a game of chess? If every house and courtyard were chess pieces, wouldn't it just be..."

Speaking of this, the two looked at each other, Wen Shifeng's bold guess was indeed correct, Lin Mucheng continued his words: "Except for not distinguishing between black and white pieces, the distribution of this room is exactly the same as that of the chess pieces on that game."

Lin Mucheng Wen Shifeng asked him suspiciously: "How did you find out?"

Lin Mucheng said: "When I posted the talisman in the morning, I felt that the layout of Lizhou City was a bit weird. Later, when I went to the south to find you, I found that the streets and alleys were almost the same as mine. Square and square, there are nineteen roads in all directions. It is a chessboard, the restaurant we are standing on is also a chess piece, and the one in the middle, if I remember correctly, is a sunspot on the chessboard."

"Good memory," Wen Shifeng ate the biscuits that were not enough at all. He was a little uncomfortable with hunger, and he was not in the mood to say this. He took out the folding fan in his hand and asked with a smile while fanning the wind, "Are you hungry? Are you going to eat?" ?”

Lin Mucheng looked at Wen Shifeng, nodded, and said with a slight smile, "Go to eat roast duck?"

"Okay," the two hit it off immediately, listening to the roast duck Wen Shifeng couldn't help swallowing, and smiled brightly.

Lin Mucheng seldom eats meat. If he has money, he usually buys oranges and wine. He wants to eat meat this time, definitely——Wen Shifeng smiled and frowned, "Why, you're in a good mood?"

"Very good." Perhaps it was because of the sudden enlightenment of the view from the top, or maybe it was because of the beginning of the matter. In short, Lin Mucheng was in a good mood. After answering, he jumped down first, landed on the open space under the restaurant, and then walked into the restaurant. Shifeng then jumped down to keep up.

After eating and drinking, it was already dark, Lin Mucheng spent the last ten taels of silver, settled the bill, added some wine to the jug, and left the restaurant.

As soon as he came out, he saw a crescent moon hanging dimly in the western sky. Lin Mucheng untied the wine from his waist and took a sip, saying, "Let's go to the Chess Fairy Temple."'

Tonight, I feel very greasy after eating big fish and meat. Wen Shifeng is eating the oranges on the dining table in Lin Mucheng to relieve the greasy. Hearing the words, he is a little inconceivable: "What are you going to do there? I can't afford to live here. Just find a small inn. gone."

Lin Mucheng smiled inexplicably, put the wine back on his waist, and took out a talisman in the Qiankun bag. As soon as the talisman came out, black flames would "crack" without warning, and the defenseless Wen Shifeng was taken aback.

He looked at the ashes of the burning city and asked, "Is it the devil energy on your body or mine?"

The corners of Lin Mucheng's mouth curled up, the fire reflected in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he replied, "It's on the two of us. We've been stared at by it since we left that Taoist temple."

Hearing this, Wen Shifeng stuffed the orange into her mouth and almost choked: "I didn't notice this, it seems that we can't underestimate it, we have to be more careful."

Lin Mucheng watched Wen Shifeng not speak, Wen Shifeng saw that he had not spoken for a long time, then raised his head to look at him, met his star-like eyes, and almost fell into him.

Lin Mucheng frowned, and asked him: "So, do you want to go to the Temple of Chess Immortals?"

Wen Shifeng glanced at him: "Why don't I just eat one of your oranges, go and go, but if something goes wrong, you have to bear it, don't leave me, I have to leave you."

Lin Mucheng nodded in response: "No problem, don't you still have the talisman? If something happens, you can go straight away, but I don't believe he has any tricks to deal with the two of us."

Wen Shifeng took out the fan and fanned it while walking, and Shun reminded him: "We still can't stay in Lizhou for too long. If they find us, we won't just deal with this one demon."

Lin Mucheng smiled and said: "Isn't this just trying to get the monster to come out for a quick fight? Look at the astrology and moonlight today. It's a good time to make a move. We dare to throw ourselves into the trap, but it doesn't dare to accept it?"

Wen Shifeng looked up at the sky, and could only slightly see the thick clouds under the dark blue sky, and the crescent moon in the west had disappeared for an instant.

He looked at Lin Mucheng, who had already walked ahead briskly, and asked with a frown, "You mean Yeheifeng is easy to handle?"

Lin Mucheng flicked his ankle-length hair, and turned his head with a smile: "That's right."

Wen Shifeng: "...Can you please speak human language in the future?"

There is still a distance between the city and the Qixian Temple on the outskirts of the city. Today is a long way to go. Wen Shifeng didn't want to leave before he walked halfway. He used the escape talisman that Lin Mucheng gave him, and escaped first by himself. Back to the Chess Fairy Temple.

But when we arrived at the Immortal Chess Temple, the wind in the autumn night chilled our backs, and the black lights made people feel a little panicked. In this situation and there were monsters in the first place, Wen Shifeng immediately regretted not bringing Lin Mucheng with him.

Fortunately, Lin Mucheng arrived not long after, and the time was still early. The two entered the Qixian temple, and one took a futon from the Taoist temple and sat down to rest against the wall.

Wen Shifeng suddenly sighed, and asked, "You really haven't regretted it? Is it worth it to make it like this now?"

Lin Mucheng smiled. Wen Shifeng asked him this question many times, so this time he didn't answer "I don't regret it" boringly, but asked him instead: "Do you regret following me?"

Wen Shifeng was taking a rest with her eyes closed, and said leisurely after hearing this: "If you can regret it, I should stop you, and now there will be no such troubles, and our life is easy. To be honest, we have been fighting demons for a while. I just don’t think they deserve our hard work.”

"Now, look at what we are working hard for, and they are trying to hunt us down, so that there is no room for them in the heavens and on earth."

Lin Mucheng listened quietly to Wen Shifeng's words, folded his arms and looked at the dark night ahead, smiling slightly with his hands on the pillow, and replied after a long time: "I just do what I want, I just want to have a clear conscience, and I don't ask anyone to be grateful."

Wen Shifeng sneered: "Fox, it's been hundreds of years, except that you have become much quieter, nothing has changed."

Lin Mucheng looked sideways at him: "Apart from your love to mock me, nothing has changed."

After Lin Mucheng finished speaking, the two of them stopped talking. Perhaps they were tired of running around for the past few days, and Qiu Chong's voice gradually became lower and more desolate. Soon, the two of them fell asleep in the silence.

Unexpectedly, there was a strong gust of wind at night, and the wind rushed towards the Temple of the Immortal Chess as if it had eyes, blowing the door of the Taoist temple to "clang, clang", and Wen Shifeng, who had slept more lightly tonight, suddenly woke up.

Wen Shifeng opened his eyes and sat up straight, suddenly there was a loud noise in front of his eyes, and the gate of the Taoist temple was knocked open by the evil wind, and he was so startled that he almost jumped up.

The wind was not blocked by the gate, so it poured lifelessly into it, overturning the table in the Taoist temple, the yellow weft cloth of the Taoist temple was rolled up, and the dust outside was also poured in with the strong wind.

Wen Shifeng's eyes widened in shock, she bumped her shoulder against Lin Mucheng who was sleeping together, and shouted, "Fox, wake up."

At this time, Lin Mucheng was still asleep, but he was already dripping with cold sweat, and his whole body was drenched with sweat.

In the dream, he was clung to the wall of the cold and dark endless abyss with his clothes torn and exhausted, and countless ghost eaters at the bottom of the abyss stretched out their dark, bone-like skinny hands to pull him as he climbed up. His mouth opened in an oval shape, screaming his name one after another.

Vomiting and mocking, deafening.

He looked down into the abyss, and suddenly the stone he was stepping on loosened, and his body suddenly fell, falling to the place where he had been buried for nearly 300 years and he managed to escape.

There was a loud "boom" in the air, and a familiar and eager voice came from Konggu, calling him "Fox" eagerly over and over again. He struggled to break free from the ghost that was grabbing him, his body moved suddenly, and he opened his eyes. , and saw only a face with rounded eyes close to his dark eyes.

Before Lin Mucheng had time to gasp for breath, he took a deep breath, was so startled that he almost scolded his mother, touched a spell with the bottom of his hand, and stuck it on his face, then dodged and got up, looking at the ghost who was approaching him like a ghost people.

Lin Mucheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the person who was standing straight with his lower body, his upper body bent to his knees, and his hands brushing aside the broken hair on his forehead to reveal his face was Wen Shifeng.

Immediately, Lin Mucheng fell to the ground without exerting any strength, panting heavily against the wall, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the wind that was blowing in, and said, "This wind is so strong, is it coming gone?"

Wen Shifeng was not annoyed when Lin Mucheng mistakenly fixed him. He turned around and leaned against the wall, looked down at Lin Mucheng who was sitting on the ground, and asked, "Are you having nightmares again?"

Lin Mucheng let out a "huh", got up from the ground, touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, and between his fingers, he took out an earth escape talisman and handed it to Wen Shifeng, saying solemnly: "Your talisman is just used, right?" ? If you can’t fight later, run away.”

Wen Shifeng didn't accept his talisman, but folded his arms and smiled lightly: "Such a strong wind is just a bluff. There are eight hundred monsters who died in our hands, so what are you afraid of?"

Wen Shifeng's sudden fear of death is too strange, Lin Mucheng doesn't really believe that he is not afraid, and looks at Wen Shifeng with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's good, don't drag my thigh to escape later."

As soon as Lin Mucheng finished speaking, the gust of wind suddenly stopped, and everything was completely silent. The demonic aura that had soared to the sky just now dissipated without a trace.

The two looked at each other, and ran to the door of the Taoist temple at the same time, observing the movement around them coldly.

In an instant, there was the crisp sound of metal collisions from the dark grove ahead, and then two people stepped out.

These two people walked side by side, on the left was a monk with a golden tin staff with nine rings, and on the right was a Taoist priest with a fierce and heavy knife on his back.

The monk was dressed in white and a magnolia-colored cassock, with a large string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and his right hand was placed on his chest.

His face was as cold as an ice pool, his eyes were piercing, his eyebrows were furrowed violently, and his face showed a fierce look.

And the Taoist priest was a bit more fierce than the one in front of him. The Taoist priest was tall and slender, with broad shoulders, half a head taller than the monk beside him.

His face was just cold, except for some unforgivable cruelty in his eyes, he didn't have much expression. He was wearing a marble gray cloth shirt, a long white scarf around his neck, his hands and feet were bound, and his long hair was crowned.

These two people came with bad intentions, Lin Mucheng was forced by their momentum, and secretly squeezed a ground escape talisman.

Wen Shifeng suddenly put an elbow on his shoulder, and asked with a half smile: "Do you think that Taoist priest looks familiar?"