After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili and Yao Wu looked at it for a while before finishing the documents on the table.

They are all ordinary content, centering on the history, customs, characters, products, etc. of Pingze Town. They are not detailed, but they are well-organized.

If I have to say that it is different from other villages and towns, the only thing is that the number of people is too small.

The three of them sighed as they walked out, no wonder the mayor was so indignant towards the demon.

Yao Wu shook his head and sighed, "A demon attack has reduced the town's population by seven or eight, and I haven't recovered from it for so many years."

Ye Zhili was also quite sympathetic. The place where he used to live was attacked by monsters, and the whole town fell directly. Although he was lucky enough to survive, his family and hometown were all gone.

He murmured: "Yes, the disaster of demons."

More and more people have been displaced due to demon attacks, and everyone wants revenge, so more and more ordinary people apply to join the cultivation sect.

Now the role of the liaison envoy is to record the achievements of the various sects and send them back to the Xianmeng. The Xianmeng finds a way to inform the world, so that ordinary people who don't know how to choose have a direction and a goal, and then protect the peace they want to protect.

However, in the century-old battle between immortals and demons, most of them are fought with real swords and guns. This monster hides in the monk's body and can hide its breath. This is the first time I have encountered it.

How many such monsters are there in the world?

Ye Zhili's heart sank gradually.

Is the century-old war between immortals and demons really coming to an end...

The three of them talked while walking, and after a while, they reached the main road running across the town from east to west.

He was thinking about how he could find out the monster without alarming the people, when he stepped on the big bluestone slab, a burst of vicious malice suddenly hit him.

He stopped at his feet, frowned, and at the same time grabbed Sheng Jian's arm with his right hand, preventing him from advancing half an inch, and said: "That's not right."

Sheng Jian looked down at the hand on his left arm, the knuckles were well defined, shapely and slender.

"what happened?"

Seeing his big reaction, Yao Wu wondered, "What did you see?"

That weird feeling only existed for a moment, and it dissipated in an instant, so fast that it made people suspect that he was superstitious.

Ye Zhili firmly believed that it was not an illusion.

First he struggled alone in the troubled times, and then he spent decades under the eyes of the six Luomen, and he was very sensitive to other people's gaze.

"Someone was staring at me just now."

Sheng Jian and Yao Wu glanced around, the street was still the same, with dilapidated blue bricks and mended buildings, some passers-by would take a peek at them because they were monks, nothing more.

Everything is normal.

Even so, Yao Wu was still not careless and said, "Come closer to us."

Ye Zhili responded, and loosened his brows a little. Only then did he realize that his right hand was still grasping Sheng Jian's left arm, so he quickly let go and hung back to his side.

"I don't intend to offend, I hope Sword Master will forgive me."

Sheng Jian was silent for a moment, and said, "It's okay."

The three of them continued to walk forward, intending to find Xu Song to reconcile.

Ye Zhili's right hand moved uncomfortably. In the past, whenever something happened, he would grab Sheng Jian's arm to remind him to be careful.

Over the decades, it has become a subconscious behavior.

Shengjian's outer robe is woven with fairy cloud brocade, soft and smooth, with a faint scent of sandalwood on it.

He rubbed his fingertips quietly, trying to erase the remaining touch.

This is not a good habit, and he needs to change it as soon as possible.

The three of them walked a little further, and at the only restaurant in the town, they met Xu Song who was eating a chicken leg with a plate.

Cultivators don't eat ordinary things, otherwise they have to use their power to expel impurities.

Xu Song is obviously not afraid of trouble.

Not only was he not afraid, but he also stepped out of the railing and waved to Ye Zhili downstairs: "Little Ye Zi, come up quickly, the spicy chicken here is delicious!"

It can be said that there is no fairy temperament.

With a smile on his face and hard fists, Yao Wu was struggling to choose whether to rush up and take off the Xuanjian Pavilion disciple uniform from Xu Song's body, or take off his own disciple uniform and wear an ordinary outer robe like Ye Zhili Shengjian.

Ye Zhili accepted it well, and waved to Xu Song with a smile: "We're coming."

Xu Song ordered a table of dishes, including chicken, duck and fish, and ordered a pot of tea without a name.

"I knew you were coming out soon. Except for this plate of chicken, everything else was just served. I didn't move a single chopstick."

Sheng Jian was too picky about food, Yao Wu was a medical practitioner, and he didn't want to eat these things, so he simply took out a pot of spirit tea from the storage bag and put it among several people, Xu Song scolded him for being hypocritical.

Ye Zhili was afraid that Xu Song would be embarrassed by himself, so he moved a few chopsticks symbolically, swallowed a mouthful of the spicy chicken strongly recommended by the other party, and asked, "What did you find?"

Xu Song leaned forward: "I asked the diners in the restaurant if there is any strange thing happening in the town recently."

Yao Wu finally put away the medicine bottle hidden in his sleeve, and the expression on his face softened a lot: "Then what happened?"

Xu Song lowered his voice and said, "No."

The moment Xu Song finished speaking, Ye Zhili hurriedly held Yao Wu down, fearing that before the monster caught him, they would start killing each other.

He comforted: "I did my best, I did my best."

Xu Song scratched his head with a clean hand, and his face was also a little embarrassed: "It's true, everything in the town is normal, and the monster may not know where to hide once it enters the town, and it hasn't moved anywhere. What did you find?"

Ye Zhili thought of the gaze he just felt on the street.

The demon must still be there, and it is hiding among the townspeople in the form of a human being.

He said strangely: "We didn't find anything. But the total number of people in this town is only two or three hundred. It stands to reason that the neighbors should all know each other, so no one found anything unusual?"

A few people were talking, a girl came over with a plate of fruit.

The girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, she is at the age like a flower and a jade, even if the plain hairpin sarong is not painted with any powder or daisy, her beauty is still eye-catching.

She secretly glanced at the Shengjian sitting on the outside, as if she had never seen such a beautiful fairy, her face was blushing, and her voice was a little unsteady: "This is a fruit just picked from the field, please invite four Immortals, don't be disgusted."

Ye Zhili was sitting opposite Sheng Jian, also on the outside, seeing that Sheng Jian was motionless, he thought that the girl's green eyes were thrown at the blind man, and he reached out to help pick up the porcelain plate.

Before his fingers could feel the coolness, the plate rubbed against his fingertips and slid straight down, breaking into several pieces with a crisp sound.

All of a sudden, the tiles were flying, and the melons and fruits were rolling and falling everywhere.

The girl quickly bent down to pick it up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... ouch!"

Perhaps she was too anxious, and a sharp fragment accidentally cut a hole on the back of her hand, and bright red blood burst out immediately, and flowed all over her hand.

Ye Zhili helped her up and prevented her from touching her again.

Yao Wu took out a bottle of wound medicine from the storage bag and handed it to Sheng Jian, asking Sheng Jian to give it to the girl.

It's okay for the girl not to look at Sheng Jian, but when she saw that Sheng Jian was going to give her medicine, her face flushed even more, and she didn't even bother to collect the broken dishes, so she ran downstairs.

Xu Song looked at the direction in which the girl was leaving, and joked: "Jianzun, I told you to smile more, now it's all right, I scared the girl away."

Sheng Jian ignored Xu Song, returned the medicine bottle to Yao Wu, and continued to drink tea as if nothing had happened.

The waiter in the restaurant flicked the cloth towel, skillfully cleaned up the mess, and apologized repeatedly.

Yao Wu waved his fan gracefully: "The people of Pingze Town are simple and honest."

When they came to Pingze Town, the sun was already westward, and after tossing back and forth, it was completely dark after only one meal.

There is only one restaurant in Pingze Town, and only one inn. It happened that the two opened at the opposite door. After chatting, the four went to the inn to rest.

After Ye Zhili finished his routine meditation practice, he let out a breath of turbid air in his chest, and went to the window to look at the long street. There was no moon tonight, and there were no lights on the road. It was only pitch black. The town was lively during the day, but now it is But I couldn't even hear a cicada's song, showing some thought-provoking desolation.

He didn't look any further, and lay back on the bed after closing the window.

Maybe it was because he flew on the flying boat for too long and read so many documents in the town, so he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep, dreaming dreamily.

That was when he was still in Liuluomen.

In addition to guarding the peace of one side, Shengjian also has to take care of some chores in the Liuluomen.

But once Shengjian was too lazy to take care of it, and sometimes he was too busy, Ye Zhili would help with the paperwork.

Once when Sheng Jian went out to slay demons and demons, many things happened inside the door, and there was a pile of documents.

Counting the days when Sheng Jian returned, Ye Zhili stayed up all day and night to deal with those documents, just so that he could rest more when Sheng Jian returned, and the two of them could spend more time together.

While correcting, he waited, and finally got him back at dusk the next day.

He saw the figure and wanted to go up to him, but before he could move, he heard the voice of Junior Sister Liu Luomen.

The junior sister wanted to ask Sheng Jian to teach her disciples on the grounds that they had problems with kendo.

And Sheng Jian just looked at him, didn't even step in the courtyard gate, turned around and followed the little junior sister.

At that time, the pen in his hand had not been put down, and there was still the last stack of accumulated documents.

But I don't want to approve it anymore.

With anger in his chest, Ye Zhili threw the pen away and left the courtyard.

He was going to see what Shengma was going to teach.

As a result, as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard door, the scene outside the door suddenly changed and turned into the main hall of Liuluomen.

The main hall has changed from the solemnity of the past, and the eyes are full of bright red, the lanterns are hung high, and the sky is full of joy.

Sheng Jian and a woman with a red hijab were holding the two ends of the silk and satin, walking towards him.

Although the woman didn't show her face, he knew in his heart that that person was the little junior sister who called Sheng Jian away just now.

wrong.

This is not right.

Sheng Jian has vacillated between him and Liu Luomen countless times, but no matter what happens, he believes that only himself is the seat of the lover in Sheng Jian's heart.

Sheng Jian didn't love him enough, but he didn't love anyone else.

This is also the reason why he can survive for decades.

He is dreaming.

Ye Zhili thought about it carefully, Sheng Jian was indeed called to pass by, but he never followed.

This dream was too weird, full of weirdness everywhere, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, his mouth immediately filled with the smell of blood.

But he didn't wake up as expected.