Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

The crowd continued to follow the direction where the scholar in Dai Yi disappeared, but they were not in such a hurry. Since someone wanted them to go, even if there was any welcoming ceremony, it would not start until they arrived at the destination.

The most important thing is that Xiao Yihe chased too fiercely just now, and now his leg hurts.

Chao Wendao and Nan Rongke couldn't bear their silent atmosphere, so they asked for orders one after another, and made an appointment to explore the way.

Xiao Yihe couldn't control the sword, so naturally he walked slowly behind, Xue Xuanwei walked within two steps of him not too far away, and there were only the sound of their almost overlapping footsteps in the mountain path.The sun slowly descended from the sky, and the hazy orange-red sky was gradually covered by a blue quilt.

Away from the hustle and bustle of Fuyang City, the stars above the head are dotted on the blue velvet quilt, making it brighter.

It reminded Xiao Yihe of the Jinghu Flower Banquet that he took thirteen or fourteen-year-old Xuan Wei to.

Jinghu Lake is next to the Western Wilderness Desert, so the sky is also very deep, like a luxurious sapphire blue brocade, reflected in the wide and sparkling lake, the water and the sky are the same color, the thin smoke is misty, just like a fairyland.There are strange flowers in the lake, which bloom once every ten years, and one tree has two colors. When the flowers bloom, they are delicate and varied, but once the petals are separated from the core, they will gradually turn into colorful spots of light and float into the sky.

Every ten years, when the flowering period is approaching, there will be a large banquet on Jinghu Lake, and Taoist talents are invited to meet for the Jinghu Flower Banquet.

Xiao Yihe heard that the ten-year flowering period had come, so he used traveling as an excuse to trick Xiao Xuanwei, who was working hard every day, out, and headed westward all the way.When Xue Xuanwei found out that he had been cheated, he was already in the flower boat on the Mirror Lake, with Lingling fairy music playing in his ears, and several fairies danced on the surface of the lake with their shoulders draped inch by inch.

——Jinghu Flower Banquet, there are countless boats wandering on the lake, people drink wine and enjoy flowers, watch dances and enjoy the moon, and drink wine and chips, which is very elegant.

When they arrived that day, the large and good boats had been rented out, and only a few leaf boats remained, which could be regarded as the "last table".If two people are seated together, they must be shoulder to shoulder, Xiao Xuan's face is slightly sullen, he refuses to squeeze with him, so he stands alone in the bow of the boat.

"I am Qingdu Shanshuilang..."

Xiao Yihe leaned on the center of the boat with no muscles and bones, drank two more glasses of Jinghu liquor, propped his chin on his arms, and hummed along the side of the boat with his eyes closed, like a sleepy cat lying on the wall.

Suddenly the boat bumped, and he fell out without precaution. He didn't know whether he was drunk or really sleepy, half of his body was about to jump out of the boat, and he didn't open his eyes to take a look.

In the end, it was an immature but bone-repairing hand that lifted him back and pressed him on the seat.Xue Xuanwei was already dissatisfied with him lying to him to come out to play, and now he was even more annoyed: "Did you fall in and feed the fish?"

Xiao Yihe smiled casually, full of a kind of laziness that can only be born after being drunk: "I fell in... my junior brother will also pick me up."

If Xue Xuanwei hadn't known that he could drink a lot, he would have almost been fooled by his sloppy attitude.

The dancers on the lake are all graceful and beautiful women, and there are many beautiful Yin-Yang sect disciples who sneak in to secretly look for candidates for double cultivation. The Jinghu Flower Banquet is like this every year.The hearts of all Taoists are integrated, and they are never pierced.

Only Xiaoxuan was reserved, thin-skinned, with no place to rest his eyes, seeing that the roots of his ears were red, and finally fixed his eyeballs firmly on a jar of sweet wine in Xiao Yihe's hand.

Xiao Yihe laughed, raised his sleeves and waved, the boat moved with no wind, passed by the dancer and begged for a bamboo flute.

I saw Xiao Yihe picking up the flute, as if he had stripped off the lazy muscles and bones of his body in an instant. In the middle of the sky, thousands of bright lights scattered in an instant, falling into the slender eyelashes.

Xue Xuanwei knew that he was good at caressing Ruan Qin, but he had never seen him holding a flute. The tranquility that was completely different from the past filled him with a breathtaking beauty, and he held his breath for a while.

Several small boats around were also attracted by this handsome young man, they stopped beside him unknowingly, ripples came and went, everyone was waiting for his fairy music.

Then I saw Xiao Yihe slightly opened his lips, stroking the flute hole with his fingertips, and only heard a series of fairy tunes: "Du-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-"

Everyone: "..."

With a dark face, Xue Xuan smashed the bamboo flute that made people want to die into the lake, and was afraid that someone would reach out to pick it up, so he drew out the sword and repaired it, and went straight to the good one. Xiao split the flowers.

He turned his head and stared at the culprit who had almost caused all the Taoists to go mad, and ordered with harsh words: "You are not allowed to touch Xiao in the future! Not even the flute!"

People fled the scene by boat.

Xiao Yihe was about to speak, Xue Xuanwei immediately interrupted his delusional thinking, and listed the coefficients: "Sheng, Xun, and Hulusi are not acceptable! Suona is even more unacceptable!"

Give him a suona, I'm afraid he can blow up the whole day!

Xiao Yihe, who had been cut off from the dream of being a music sage, looked desperate and wanted to jump into the lake, but was deceived by Xuan Wei, who was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and wanted to catch him, but he was naturally deceived again. The corner of the table touched Xiao Yihe's stomach, and he lay down on the table with an "ouch".

Xue Xuanwei was no longer deceived by him, so she stood straight on the bow of the boat to watch his performance.

Xiao Yihe lay on his stomach without moving. After a long time, when the waves outside the boat subsided, he buried his face and said with a half-sigh: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother is sleepy..."

Xue Xuanwei didn't respond, he fell asleep just like that, and let the boat carrying two people float on the lake at will, like one of the stars swimming in the sky.

At that age, Xue Xuanwei had already started to go in the direction of rebellion and never looked back.

But Xiao Yihe didn't notice it.

……

The stars are far away in the sky, everyone went all the way to the deep mountains, Xiao Yihe looked away from the night sky, bored on the road, saw that there was a bamboo flute in the pile of rags he bought, and he pulled it out and put it on his mouth to play it. .

Xue Xuanwei said slowly: "I once had an old man who was quite similar to you, and he also liked the music of flute and Xiao."

Xiao Yihe became interested, thinking that this old man must be the owner of the mountain with both talent and appearance, so he pretended to be chic and brushed the moonlight on his shoulders: "Oh? How is he?"

Xue Xuan glanced at him coldly: "It's too bad, it's dead."

"..."

Xiao Yihe silently stuffed the bamboo flute back into the trash pile, wouldn't it be okay to stop playing it?

Putting down the flute, towards the end of the night, Chao Wendao, who was exploring the way ahead, came back with his sword, and shouted: "Sect Master, there seems to be a village ahead!"

Nan Rongke also came back and said, "It just feels a little strange..."

Xiao Yihe clapped his palms and said: "Yes, yes, there are very few strange villages, it must be!"

Everyone got into the dog's path in the forest and pushed away the weeds, and this "a little strange" village appeared in front of them.

The village is an ordinary village, and the house looks like it, the vegetable bed is neat, and there should be a lot of villagers. At this time, the lights of every house are dark, and there is nothing unusual about it.

There was a long bare pole at an angle at the entrance of the village, and weeds were overgrown underneath. Xiao Yihe approached, and picked up a large jute cloth that was hemmed with rough stitches from the grass and stones on the ground. here.

Spread it out to face the firelight, and there are three big characters written crookedly on it-Jidi Village.

It really is here.

Glancing at Wendao, he was silent for a while, and commented: "This style of writing is still immature, maybe it was written by a young child, as expected of Jidi Village."

Nan Rongke said straightforwardly: "It's ugly!"

Xiao Yihe glared at Nan Rongke: "Mr. Nanrong, if you can speak half as much as senior brother Chao, you won't be able to find a Taoist companion at such an age."

Nan Rongke: "..."

In the sound of the conversation, some creaking sounds were mixed in the trance, which seemed towering and abrupt in the empty and quiet mountain village.

With that Daiyi scholar in front, who knows what surprises are waiting for them in this village?Xiao Yihe immediately silenced, Xue Xuanwei sacrificed his heart, soared into the sky, spread his spiritual consciousness to cover the village, and had a panoramic view of the village in midair.

After a while, he retracted his sword and descended, with a strange expression, and summed up three words: "There are people, there are many, it's hard to say."

Xiao Yihe chewed these three words, and spit them out again, "There are people, many" is understandable: "...What do you mean it's hard to say?"

Chao Wendao understood the truth of "I know that this matter must be practiced", and cautiously explored dozens of steps into the village, and then ran back with the same weirdness: "It's really hard to say... you should go in and see Let's see."

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Nan Rongke: "..."

Nan Rongke didn't know what horrible whimsy he had in his heart, he grabbed the corner of Chao Wendao's clothes with one hand, and walked close to his back. If he didn't dare, he would have gone to stick to the feared Xue Zongzhu .

Xiao Yihe grinned and said: "Young Master Nanrong, the young master, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Nan Rongke's face turned pale: "So-and-so is afraid!"

The crowd made a few noises in a low voice, and walked into the entrance of the village in a blink of an eye, went deep into the hinterland of the village, and saw the real scene of the surrounding households. Only then did they understand what Xue Xuanwei meant by "it's hard to say".

For example, in the small courtyard on their right, a middle-aged man stepped on a stone pestle and let it go suddenly, making the sound of "Boom! Boom!" The heavy object hammered the stone surface.

Nan Rongke looked at the figures in the courtyard, and asked rustlingly, "What is he doing?"

Xiao Yihe said: "Obviously, he is pounding rice."

Nan Rongke looked to the left again, and saw an old woman sitting in front of the door, with her head down, shaking the bamboo sieve in her hand, rattling.

He asked again, "What about this one?"

Xiao Yihe said: "Obviously, she is sifting beans."

Nan Rongke looked at the next family.

Xiao Yihe opened his mouth and said, "Obviously—"

"I know this, it is obvious that she is embroidering!" Nan Rongke broke down, "No, there is no light in the middle of the night, what kind of flowers is she squatting at the door to embroider?"

Xiao Yihe hummed and chirped, "Ask me, who shall I ask? Why don't you ask her yourself?"

Nan Rongke stepped back half a step: "Why don't you go to such a good thing!"

"Let me go." Chao Wendao volunteered, his back as straight as a green bamboo, and he was holding a youthful rainbow, "If there is anything unusual, don't worry about it—"

The word "I" was still stuck in his throat and he didn't say it. He felt a chill on his back, and when he looked back, several people had already retreated eight feet away calmly. Even Sect Master Xue was beside them, and Xiao Yihe waved his hand, Encourage him to be brave.

Chao Wen said: "..."

Xue Xuanwei didn't want to retreat at first, but he glanced at the sleeves that Xiao Yihe subconsciously pulled in his hand, and stood with them without saying a word.

Chao Wendao took a deep breath and exhaled another breath. After doing enough mental construction, he walked up to the weakest-looking embroidered girl, bowed politely, and then said slowly: "This girl... "

Before she finished speaking, the embroiderer raised her head abruptly, her eyes glowed with faint green light, she kept on doing embroidery work, but she slowly stood up.The stitches seemed to be piercing the nails of the handsome Xiaodaojun in front of him instead of being stuck on the cloth.

Chao Wendao was taken aback, and choked on the words he had prepared, only to hear Xiao Yihe shout eight zhang away: "——Not good! Run!"

After Xiao Yihe shouted "Run", he took the lead and opened his legs.

The embroidered girl who "woke up" first tied the embroidered cloth all the way, and ran after Wen Dao all the way. The "people" in the courtyards behind her were awakened by their movements one after another, and joined in.

It was really a grand scene, in the middle of the night, in the poor village of Mishan, a few of them ran ahead, and a bunch of villagers with various jobs chased after them.

Xiao Yihe glanced back, and asked without thinking: "Sect Master Xue, how are you doing?"

Nan Rongke wondered, what is it, what is he suddenly saying?

Xue Xuan moved his steps like the wind, and even slowed down a little to wait for him. His face was not red and he was not out of breath, and his physique was really good.He seemed to know the meaning of Xiao Yihe's question with a tacit understanding, and he didn't need any extra communication, so he replied: "It's a living person, and the soul is also in the body."

That means you can't kill!

After running for hundreds of steps, Xiao Yihe felt pain in his chest. Now that the full moon is in the sky, it is the time when the human soul is most likely to be turbulent. Running like this is not an option.At this moment, he suddenly thought that this kind of self-sufficient courtyard villages far away from towns and relying on cultivation and planting usually dig cellars to store rice. The cellars are shady and far away, which should be able to cover up their breath of life.

Thinking of this, he kicked his legs, turned around and went straight to the uninhabited courtyard, and searched in the backyard.Seeing this, Nan Rongke sacrificed his sword of no resentment to protect him, but he couldn't really swing the sword to hurt people. Fortunately, he pushed aside a pile of straw, touched an old wooden cover, and called out immediately. Said: "Don't run away, go into the cellar!"

He casually grabbed Nan Rongke beside him and stuffed it in.

The cellar was quite deep, and Nan Rongke was unprepared, so he stumbled and fell hard on his buttocks: "It hurts me to death..."

Just as he climbed up in embarrassment with his hands on his hands, Sect Master Xue stretched out his hand to grab "Song Yao" and fell into it gracefully without a single speck of dust.

Nan Rongke supported his buttocks and rubbed his waist: "..."

Is this differential treatment?

Xiao Yihe climbed up the wooden ladder in the cellar, poked his head, and was about to call Chao Wendao, when he saw him rushing over with a group of "tails", and took out his sword calmly and confidently , Climbing up with imperial energy, rising from the dust, flowing clouds and flowing water like a fairy.

"Brother Chao, don't—"

However, it was too late, Chao Wendao didn't hear his call, and with his immortal sword, he plunged out of the sky of Jidi Village...and disappeared.

Disappeared means——

Gone, gone, stepping into the void, the whole person seems to have walked straight into another world, and there is no longer a figure of Chao Wendao in the night sky.

Seeing this scene, Nan Rongke, who came up to join in the fun, stared blankly with big eyes.

Just about to marvel at the place where Chao Wendao disappeared, the sky was like a stone throwing water, and there were circles of ripples, and the ripples became bigger and deeper, and then - a sword hilt with a blue Jiansui appeared at that point out of thin air, as if piercing through the void, and appeared in the sight of everyone again.

Not long after, Chao Wendao, who flew out with the sword in what posture, tore open the sky with what posture, and returned to everyone's field of vision.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chao Wendao was also at a loss: "How can I..."

Afraid of alarming the "living people" outside the courtyard, Xiao Yihe hurriedly leaned to Xue Xuanwei's ear, and said softly: "Sect Master Xue, get him down quickly!"

The young man opened and closed his thin lips and brushed against the pinna lightly, making Xue Xuanwei's ears hot and slightly itchy. He lowered his head slightly, and their cheeks were almost touching their lips and teeth. , raised his finger to the confused Chao Wendao in mid-air.

He was captured with sword and man, and thrown into the cellar.

Chao Wendao also supported his buttocks and rubbed his waist: "It hurts..."

Nan Rongke finally had some psychological comfort.