Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In the evening.

Xiao Yihe woke up from the nightmare of a thousand bald donkeys chanting sutras to him, his ears were finally quiet, he patted his chest to suppress his shock, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the window paper was covered with a faint haze, he sat up suddenly, and hurried to Socks on feet.

Before going out, Xue Xuanwei blocked her back.

Xue Xuanwei looked at him, the collar was loose and the belt was slanted, and the two socks were one high and the other low, and asked: "What are you going to do?"

Xiao Yihe looked outside a few times, then turned back to look at the hair he had grown overnight, stretched out his hands to check if it was true or not: "Where is Chao Wendao and my little Taoist companion?"

The surrounding temperature plummeted, Xue Xuanwei's face darkened, and his tone was neither cool nor calm: "Dead."

Xiao Yihe: "..." He glanced at Sect Master Xue's expression, and restructured his words, "Hey, where is Xiaochao Daochang and your nephew Nanrong? Didn't we make an appointment to go to the club day together yesterday?"

Only then did Xue Xuanwei's complexion improve, and he walked in the door with a huge food box: "They have already gone together, and by this hour, the festival floats have already finished swimming. If you wake up a little later, even the people on the street The night market is going to be gone."

"I've been sleeping for so long? Why didn't you wake me up!" Xiao Yihe was a little disappointed, and then he muttered dissatisfiedly, "You have no loyalty, you don't take me to see the floats!"

After scolding Nan Rongke, Xiao Yihe turned his head to look, and saw him take out seven or eight dishes from the food box, and put them on the table one by one, almost covering it all, all of which were popular dishes in Zhou County, Tiantai Mountain, and two dishes It looks like a soft and chewy snack.

Xue Xuan glanced at him slightly, feeling that the two were wronged by the scolding, "I yelled, but I didn't wake up. You were so sleepy and upset that you didn't want to wake you up even if the sky cracked and the earth fell. They ate it alone." The door was closed once, so I had to go by myself."

Xiao Yihe: "..."

He asked curiously, "Is your hair really fake?"

Xue Xuanwei: "Fake."

Xiao Yihe knew that he was teasing himself, and he could see that it was born with spiritual power, and it was shorter than before. He shook his head and said, "Tsk, it's a pity, yesterday's great monk tasted so delicious...it's a pity."

He said "it's a pity" twice, which seemed to be a real pity.Xue Xuan took a breath of cold air slightly, and didn't care about him, but pulled back the stool heavily: "Come here, the dishes are getting cold."

Xiao Yihe sighed, "Oh!"

He played with Xue Xuanwei's hair for a while, and then turned to look at the vegetables he brought back.

When I came to Pengxi County early in the morning, I heard that the festival was lively, and there was also a semi-annual big market and parade of floats.The food was delicious, and it was still hot. He picked up his chopsticks, stuffed two amber taro balls into his mouth, and chewed angrily with his cheeks puffed out.

A streak of color flew out from the palm of Xue Xuanwei, reflected on the empty wall of the room, and gradually transformed into the appearance of several children with long hair. The thick wall seemed to become a big shadow puppet silk, and the "children" were holding dolls and candied haws , Running on the streets decorated with lights.

Suddenly the first one fell down, the candied haws broke, and burst into tears of grief. The others behind ran up and coaxed him for a while.Not long after, there were more people on the street, surrounded by a slow-moving float in darkness, and on the float, the parents-in-law of the land were throwing sugar down with a basket.

What a lifelike picture of a float parade.

He stared at the wall, and without realizing that the amber syrup was on his mouth, Xue Xuanwei suddenly leaned forward: "You like this?"

Xiao Yihe nodded, and stuffed another chestnut into his mouth: "Well, it's lively."

"There are more lively ones."

The voice suddenly became closer, Xiao Yihe turned around and almost sucked his cheek.He raised his chopsticks in the air, subconsciously licked the sweet juice on his mouth, and hiccupped: "...what?"

Xue Xuanwei stretched out a finger and swiped in the air, and saw a swordsman in black clothes flying out of the shadow of the wall. His clothes were like a fairy, and his aura was like a rainbow. Taotao's sword intent spun thousands of floats. It was "Meteor" The white feather is inserted at the waist, and the sword, flower and autumn lotus come out of the box." The passers-by on both sides cheered loudly.

Xiao Yihe clapped his hands and said "OK"!

He also felt itchy, picked up the tip of the chopsticks in his hand, and another stream of light merged into the wall, and he saw a young man in white from the crowd stepping out of the eaves, and also drew out the sword from his waist, sweeping up like ice and snow.

The black and white double shadows were entangled in an instant, and the frost hit the powder mist. The entanglement seemed soft, but in fact, the next moment, the sword's momentum changed suddenly!The Milky Way trembled, and the swords of the two men clashed, like a huge wave shaking the sky, setting off the momentum of a whale devouring a tiger!

The crowd raised their heads to avoid, and exclaimed for a while.

A sword fell on the romantic sky, and seeing the black figure being forced to the edge of the tile by the fierce sword intent, it seemed that he was about to fall like this.

Xue Xuanwei wanted to stop there, and retreated in defeat. Turning his eyes, he saw his eyes shining, holding a rough polished bamboo chopsticks, but it seemed that he had returned to the past, and he was still the invincible and invincible Xiao Yihe.

The corner of Xue Xuanwei raised his mouth slightly, and raised his knuckles again. At the same time, when the swordsman in black on the wall was a foot away from the ground, he jumped up suddenly, and smashed the floating clouds with his sword.

"Chong--!"

The two palm-sized small shadows on the wall are evenly matched, their clothes are like flying, and it is difficult to tell them apart after hundreds of moves.

But in the end, the competition ended hastily with Xiao Yihe's finger twitching suddenly.

He only heard the chopsticks clattering and fell to the ground, he put his hand on his chest, his heart heaved and panted slightly, and he coughed a few times in a hurry.But the expression on his face was ruddy with excitement, and there was something unsatisfactory.

Xue Xuan pressed slightly on his back and patted him: "Is it better?"

Xiao Yihe nodded, calmed down for a moment, curled his right hand slightly, before Xue Xuanwei took it, and slowly rubbed his convulsed knuckles away, one by one to create a warm white and rosy color.

He rested his chin on the other hand, tilted his head to look at Xue Xuan and smiled for a while, then called him: "Hey."

Hey what, Xue Xuan glanced at him slightly.

Xiao Yihe continued: "How about some wine?"

Xue Xuan didn't raise his head slightly: "You shouldn't drink alcohol."

Xiao Yihe: "Just one pot..." He observed Sect Master Xue's face, and said bitterly, "A cup...one bite! One bite is not enough! So many dishes, you ask me to eat it?"

Xue Xuanwei didn't want to pay attention to him, in short, he had this kind of temper, and the quarrel passed after a short while, just as he was making up his mind-suddenly, something stretched out from under the table, got into the hem of his clothes, and gently rubbed up his calf one time.

Two fingers also pinched a little bit of the corner of his sleeve, pulled it coquettishly, and slowly bit the words: "Xue... Zong... Master..."

"..." My heart was scratched severely.

He endured once, endured twice, it was really unbearable, he brought him in front of him, before he taught him a lesson, Xiao Yihe climbed up the pole and sat on his lap: "How about it?"

Xue Xuan was a little dazed, and raised his hand to touch his face.He didn't hide, and rubbed himself all over with one of the callused palms, like wiping a rare treasure, Xiao Yihe laughed unconsciously, his cheeks were hot, and he looked down at him.

"Are you trying to crush me?" Xiao Yihe asked, "Why are you being undignified? If you look at people with this kind of eyes, if the colorful men and women on the road look at you, they will throw you into the wing room!"

He was the one who was obviously immodest, and he was the one who sat on someone's lap and asked for a drink, but he was the one who sued first.

Xue Xuanwei hugged him into his arms, and said without thinking: "I miss you so much."

The layer of unpunctured window paper between the two was almost transparent and was already too thin to be seen. He called out "Senior Brother" softly, as light as a wisp of smoke brushing past his ears, and it dissipated in an instant.

Xiao Yihe didn't answer, but rested his forehead on his shoulder safely.

After sitting in the arms for a while, Xiao Yihe asked: "...my wine?"

"Only one pot." Xue Xuan nodded slightly.

He stood up, sighed in Xiao Yihe's excited eyes, and left the room to get the wine.

Xiao Yihe held his face, sat back on the stool and continued to admire the flowing shadows on the wall, the two figures, one black and one white, had returned to the crowd, following behind the float, the white figure was holding a sugar figurine in his right hand, Hidden in the big sleeves, sticking to the Xuanyi beside him.

Suddenly the crowd was crowded, and the white clothes tripped suddenly, and the cuffs of the hatchbacks were rolled up, revealing a pair of tightly intertwined hands underneath.

I don't know how long it has passed, and he is happily directing the two little people to get closer and closer. The small closed window outside is shaking in the wind, and the window sash is quietly opened, and the cool breeze flows in quietly along the vast night. .

Under the unclear moonlight, the sound of returning home from the night market, the sound of ruts pushing wheels, and - "嗖", suddenly there was a whistling wind, and a deep shadow pierced the vertical walls of the inner and outer compartments. The mantle, like a shooting star thundering towards him!

Murderous and sharp, sweeping out the frost and snow!

Xiao Yihe's eyes were sharp for an instant, and his gentle smile faded away.He slammed the bamboo chopsticks on the table, and before the other party pressed a tube of fine jade to his heart, the sword intent condensed on the bamboo chopsticks pierced the neckline of the visitor with lightning speed.

"Pfft-"

The extended power of the sword pierced the collar and cut through the flesh!

At the same time, Xiao Yihe staggered, and raised his hand to cover his throat, traces of blood slowly oozing from between his fingers.

There is a faint fishy sweetness in the air.

Xiao Yihe opened his eyelids, and a shadow like thick ink fell on his eyelashes. He stared at the figure that had retreated beyond the curtain, and said word by word: "Ning, Wu, Zhi."

The moonlight poured into the square inch from the window, from bottom to top, illuminating a face like a breezy and bright moon.

Ning Wuzhi's appearance is light, and his facial features are not distinct, but when they are mixed together, frowning or smiling, they naturally produce a soft, like the style of Matsushita.At this time, he picked up the blood-stained collar, seemed to be a little distressed by the wound on the front of his neck, and looked up after a while: "Don't come here, Xiao Yihe."

"Senior Brother Ning," Xiao Yihe looked at the jade flute in his hand, "Have you eaten yet? How about sitting down and eating together?"

"..." Ning Wuzhi smiled, "Thank you, I'm not hungry."

"Know me" Yu Po folded the eyes of the two of them with sharp eyes.

Xiao Yihe turned the bamboo chopsticks, saw Ning Wuzhi dodge to the side, and immediately said sadly: "Senior brother Ning, it's fine if you don't eat, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, but you hide so far away, it's really chilling..."

The final note hit the ground, Xiao Yihe's eyes flickered, and he flew out suddenly.

Ning Wuzhi clenched his hands to know me, counterattacked with every move, and said coldly: "You can't kill me."

Xiao Yihe was slightly surprised that Ning Wuzhi was not good at swordsmanship, even if he returned his soul and lost his spirit energy, as long as Ning Wuzhi didn't consume his energy with puppet tactics, it would be impossible for him to be his opponent.

But the Ning Wuzhi in front of him seems to have accomplished swordsmanship, even if Xue Xuanwei is here, he may not be able to win easily.

It's not easy, but it doesn't mean it's impossible.

Xiao Yihe thought about it, and glanced at the door.

Ning Wuzhi saw what he was thinking, and picked up two fragile bamboo chopsticks: "It is true that I cannot beat Xue Xuanwei, so I have already set up a hidden formation here. At this time, your good junior is squatting under the stove Wine, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while."

"But I advise you, don't expect your good junior to save you." He shook his head and smiled meaningfully, "If he really fights with me, I don't know who will regret it."

The bamboo chopsticks snapped off, Xiao Yihe's hands were empty, and he wanted to touch another object in his hand. A qi blade had already struck in front of his eyes—when he was forced to die, "Zhiwo" turned around abruptly, avoiding the vital point abruptly .

Instead, he struck with his bare hands, as if trying to capture him alive.

Even though Xiao Yihe was surprised, he didn't have time to get to the bottom of it. He dozed off all day and hadn't drank Xue Xuanwei's blood since yesterday. He wanted to take this opportunity to quit, but he didn't expect such a stupid thing to happen.

Right now, his spirit energy was burning with thirst, so it was hard for him to spend it all the time with Ning Wuzhi.

Just waiting to find an opportunity to escape, suddenly there was a "click" outside the door.

"Little friend Song Yao, when I came back from the sect, I was entrusted by Xuanwei to bring you a sword. I don't know if I can enter..."

Xiao Yihe's expression changed: Chao Xizhi?Oops!

Chao Xizhi's cultivation is insufficient, so he can't see through the invisible formation here, but once he breaks in, he will open a weak hole for the intact formation. With the power of the soul contract, if Xue Xuanwei detects something, he will definitely turn back in time.

only……

——Sure enough, Ning Wuzhi also immediately recognized the situation, knowing that this trip would not succeed, he didn't want to face Xue Xuanwei right now, so he had to retreat temporarily, and turned around to attack Chao Xizhi who had pushed the door in!

Xiao Yihe was not too close to the door, so it was too late to rush there.

Chao Xizhi's eyes widened for a moment, and he watched a fierce black shadow burst out of the void, and slapped his chest with a palm!

He was caught off guard and spurted out a mouthful of thick blood——

Ning Wuzhi withdrew his palm and passed the hastily fallen figure. Before flying away, he subconsciously glanced at Chao Xizhi, paused, slightly surprised: "...it's you."

Xiao Yihe grabbed it and shouted: "Chao Xizhi!"

With a whistling sound, Cunxin flew over instantly!Ning Wuzhi saw Xue Xuan turn around slightly and had no time to linger, so he just took a deep look back and said: "There will be a time later."

Xue Xuan fell slightly, Ning Wuzhi had disappeared without a trace, he chased after two steps, and heard Xiao Yihe say: "Don't chase."

He returned to the two of them, took Chao Xizhi who was almost unconscious with one hand, put him on the couch, and summoned Chao Wendao to bring Chong Jiu back. outperformed.

Protecting Chao Xizhi's heart, looking back, he saw Xiao Yihe's neck was also soaked in blood, walking around the room like a normal person, his heart sank, and he was detained suddenly: " You are hurt?"

Xiao Yihe wiped his neck, and said calmly: "It wasn't him who hurt, he didn't touch me at all."

Xue Xuanwei pulled him over, wiped off the blood carefully, and saw a thin flat wound, luckily it was not deep, it was just a flesh wound, he frowned and said: "Nonsense, it wasn't him, or you yourself?"

"..." Xiao Yihe was about to refute, but was stunned.

That's right, when that blow happened, Ning Wuzhi slowed down for a moment and didn't touch it at all. How could he be injured?