Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Xiaoyi's Qiankun bag actually contained a lot of things, most of them were teaching materials for comprehension, and there were also some seasonings. It was an anti-gravity space.

When Ye Baiyi's hair was stuffed in, it felt as if it was blown by the wind, and Tianling Gai would be hit by something from time to time, which felt like a corner of a book.

It felt weird, but also stimulating, a head massage.

And no more braids.

Ye Baiyi also tucked in two locks of hair from the sideburns, and the weight of the whole head seemed to be reduced by half at once. Ye Baiyi, who lost his hair, looked like a reform-through-labour prisoner.

Finally, Xiaoyi put the headgear on the outside of the Qiankun bag.

She didn't want to dirty the cosmo bag, it wasn't easy to wash after all.

After completing this step, the two were silent for a while, and looked at each other quietly for a while.

The silence was so tacit that the huge bucket of mud was placed between the two of them, and as it got darker, it was a sign that something was finally coming and it was inevitable.

"...I'll go first." Xiao Yi jumped into the mud bucket with her head in her arms.

Ye Baiyi: "Xiao Yi!!!!!!!" His voice was as sad as if he was widowed.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yi's whole body sank into the mud, with only a small part of her face exposed, from her eyebrows to her chin.

It looked like a face was carved on a mud wall, Ye Baiyi couldn't bear to look at it, but he didn't dare not to look at it: "How are you?" He leaned against the barrel very worriedly.

"..."

Xiaoyi: "..."

Xiao Yi: "Senior Ye, I seem to be stuck." She found that the mud had solidified a bit, and she couldn't get out after entering it.

Xiao Yi tried her best to calm herself down, but Ye Baiyi looked at her in shock, and put one hand on the hilt of the dragon's back sword: "Then...then can I split this barrel?"

"It's okay, just give me your hand..." Xiao Yi used a lot of strength, one hand was covered with mud, trying to stir it, "Give me a hand."

Ye Baiyi didn't care about being dirty anymore, Xiao Yi was willing to go all out, and so was he.

Ye Baiyi pressed the side of the barrel with one hand, and pulled Xiao Yi with the other, like pulling a carrot: "I'm trying too hard?!" With a bang, Xiao Yi flew up in a parabola, and she was pulled to fly to In the middle of the sky, the whole body was covered with a layer of mud, it was hard to see that it was a human being.

Xiaoyi stayed in the air for a moment, Ye Baiyi hesitated for a second, but still chose to catch her: "Are you okay?!!!!!!!" Xiaoyi was caught by him like a mummy, looking at her with miserable eyes. He and she didn't do anything because the limbs were fixed by mud.

Egg white plus silt is really powerful, and that thing is used to build walls after all.

The mud on Xiaoyi's body hasn't dried completely, which is luck among misfortunes: "Senior Ye, can you cut it for me with the dragon's back..." She begged, the mud on her body must be thick enough, but her arm And the legs need to be separated.

If this thing is not separated, she will not be able to walk.

The idea was to bounce and move like a zombie, but even a zombie, at least the limbs aren't glued together, arms are arms, legs are legs.

"……OK."

Ye Baiyi spread out the mud figurine Yi and laid it flat on the ground. He carefully erected the dragon's back, and cut a circle around the outline of the human being.

He looked at Xiao Yi's expression, and then sewed her fingers apart. She should have flexible hands.

Xiao Yi: "Senior Ye, thank you." Her tone was dry.

Ye Baiyi: "No thanks." He will have to go through this later.

Then Xiaoyi seemed to be stuck to the river bank. She tried to get up with a sit-up, but found that she couldn't move.

Ye Baiyi leveled the dragon's back, and shoveled his sword like a bulldozer.

Like a cake being molded, Xiaoyi's whole body was lifted up all of a sudden.

Xiao Yi stood upright in large font, feeling like a candle with a special shape.

She tried to move her arm and found that there was a lot of resistance.

"... Generally speaking, it's pretty optimistic." Xiaoyi commented, "at least the mud neither fell nor cracked, it's a whole, and the person can barely move." She staggered to the water's edge, After touching the surface of the water, he began to slowly polish his skin and add new silt to his body.

Xiao Yi now turned her back to Ye Baiyi, Ye Baiyi gritted his teeth, and jumped into the wooden barrel.

He got stuck too, but for a different reason.

Ye Baiyi: "...This wooden barrel is a bit small." His limbs were pinned, and they were all muscles.

Xiao Yi finished polishing, and tremblingly walked towards him and his wooden barrel: "Senior Ye, can it come out?" Ye Baiyi's entire shoulders did not touch the mud. Forced into the bucket.

Ye Baiyi sneered: "Of course."

In fact, the barrel was about to burst, and Ye Baiyi didn't dare to use his strength. If he really wanted to leave the barrel, it would not be difficult, but it would shatter.

Seeing that Ye Baiyi didn't move, Xiaoyi probably knew that he might be stuck too, but she really didn't have the strength to get him out.

Anyway, do what you can first.

Xiao Yi stretched out a muddy arm and tried to smear the part above his shoulders with mud.

Ye Baiyi couldn't move, and was wiped by her reluctantly.

It is very gentle to the touch, but after being touched, it will be covered with mud, and people will be completely different.

……

After Xiaoyi painted this part, Ye Baiyi worked hard.

"Crash", the wooden barrel cracked into several sections.

Ye Baiyi will not be restrained by mere mud.

Although he really turned into a mud figure, but the internal stress is too weak, it will not cause him to be unable to lift his arms or legs, and there is no need for dragon back cutting.

His two white sleeves were rolled up in advance, as was his lower robe, so the overall look was also a large font, covered with thick mud, but not very uniform.

Xiao Yi went over to help him polish the front and back, and the corners were rounded.

The two of them were standing by the water, and Ye Baiyi could see the reflection in the water when he lowered his head slightly.

Two strange mud creatures are polishing each other intimately, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

See you soon.

After air-drying the muddy skin for a while, Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi helped each other to put a robe on each other's muddy body.

Then the head was also wrapped in cloth, so that not an inch of mud was exposed, and the neck, ears, and hands were all covered.Looks like two Arabs.

Finally, Xiao Yi put Ye Baiyi's messenger bag around his neck, which contained the dragon's back and jade flute.

Because of the volume of the mud, his entire outline was puffed up, and he couldn't straddle it diagonally, so he could only temporarily use it as a necklace.

Both of them wear masks, but they can't wipe their faces with mud for the time being, because they need to maintain a little bit of human characteristics if they want to enter the city.

Xiao Yi looked at Ye Baiyi, who stood there motionless, as if he had closed himself off.

A XXXL Changming Mountain Sword Immortal.

It is still exotic, with a white cloth wrapped in hair, and a sword around its neck.

"Let's go, let's go to the ghost town of Fengdu, a quick battle." Xiao Yi smiled, and she held Ye Baiyi's muddy hand with her muddy hand.

Big and small slime go hand in hand.

"..." Ye Baiyi was silent for a moment, then suddenly picked up Xiao Yi horizontally.

He touched the ground with his toes and flew gracefully!

Even if it becomes a size XXXL, even if it is covered with a fistful of mud, even if everything is so incongruous.

He is still good at light work!

Ye Baiyi showed a stubborn and disdainful smile.

What happened to the mud, the mud couldn't stop him from using the second-stage lightness kung fu.

Xiao Yi was dumbfounded, the scenery on both sides quickly reversed, and her brain stopped thinking.

...Why is Ye Baiyi still so light and light? Why? !

From a distance, it looks like a flexible fat man.

……

The two arrived at Fengdu City before the city gate was closed.

They looked like traveling businessmen. When asked about their identities, Xiao Yi said with a western accent that the two of them were practicing medicine, and they were helping the world.

Although it was dark, there was still a while before the gate of hell opened at midnight.

Sitting with Ye Baiyi under the steps of the gate of hell, Xiao Yi was filled with emotion for a moment.

After all, this is an ordinary martial arts world. People in Fengdu don't think ghost towns really have ghosts. Xiao Yi asked the way all the way, and asked where the gate of ghosts is.

And Ye Baiyi obviously felt the same way, since he sat down, he has been looking back at the mountain gate, the black wooden planks, and the roof of the hall.

Ye Baiyi was still very uneasy when he visited the ghost world early, but he was also faintly excited.

As a mortal, he was about to come into contact with more supernatural things.

The last time it was just some nightmare-eating monsters, this time it was a whole other world, the world of the legendary undead.

Xiaoyi was sitting next to him, and he always wanted to ask her something.

But with thousands of words in his mouth, it seems that it would be superfluous to ask anything, after all, seeing is believing.

Xiaoyi has also remained silent, and as time passed, she was thinking carefully about how the two of them would safely evacuate the ghost world and return accurately to Fengdu, the world of mountains and rivers.

Backtracking is of course possible, but in case something goes wrong.

Once you expose your identity in the ghost world, you need to abscond temporarily.

This probability is actually quite high. After all, although two people smearing mud can prevent it for a while, it cannot guarantee [-]% that they will not bump into a discerning person.

Santuchuan is so big, just in case you meet Peng Keng.

The ghost world is not the home ground for the two of them to fight. Xiao Yi stood up. She took advantage of the moonlight to walk around on the ground and drew the outline of the omnipotent formation with her feet: "Senior Ye, help me to carve the dragon's back on the ground." okay?"

"Okay!" Ye Baiyi took out the dragon's back, and followed Xiaoyi's steps to draw red.

There is still a long time before two people can prepare a sufficiently delicate Vientiane array.

Then enter a coordinate and use it to retreat at any time.

……

In fact, Xiaoyi was completely overwhelmed, it was impossible for Peng Keng to appear in the ghost world at this time.

Since his ribs were broken by a punch last time, he has been in a state of high weakness, manly, falling apart at the touch of a man.

At present, the Yanxian Temple has died down, Yi Ya is still in a coma, and Peng Keng has not recovered from his serious injury.

No one cares where the young master Kongsang is wandering, whether or not he has returned to Kongsang.

Even Yi Zhi didn't care anymore.

Yi Zhi has already given up all his strength, isn't it just three years of life, just kill that wild man.

Yi Zhi doesn't want to think about Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi's problems for the time being, and it's useless for him to think about it.

Once he thought about it, little Yiwa burst into tears, and the plate of fruit brought by his wife was in his mind.This picture has an infinite cycle of ghosts and animals, and it can't be washed away.

Mengpo soup, Ye Baiyi, madam, fruit.

Mengpo soup, madam, Ye Baiyi, fruit.

Madame, fruit, Ye Baiyi, Mengpo soup.

Ye Baiyi, fruit, madam, Mengpo soup.

……

"Ahhh!!!!!!!" Yi Zhi clutched his head, feeling like he had been shot by an arrow in his hypothalamus and couldn't be pulled out.

The author has something to say:

Small class of cold knowledge: Mud monster Ye Baiyi is still the ceiling of martial arts.