Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(55)

"What are you two doing?" When Huang Yinger teleported in front of Ji Qianshan and Zhiqing, Zhiqing was still staring at Ji Qianshan's face, chewing his words.

What is "seen from the future"?

In this world, there are many people with special physiques and special skills that can see what will happen in the future, but that is only a deduction based on the Jiugong Bagua. It is to find the most likely one from many future possibilities in order to avoid disasters. Forecast blessings.

This kind of special physique and skills are usually not many, and one out of a hundred years is considered a blessing from heaven and earth. If this special physique or skills can live longer, it is a blessing from heaven.Under normal circumstances, this thing will not be used elsewhere. Most of it is used in battles to take advantage of the enemy.

But Zhiqing is very sure that Ji Qianshan is obviously not a physique that can only be cultivated in this kind of paradise. You must know that the sea of ​​​​blood is one of the most barren places in the world.And Zhiqing can also guarantee that he will never reveal any news about the Buddhist sacred object, the Ever-Bright Lamp, unless his deadline is approaching, or——

The end of Longyou Jun is approaching.

An outrageous guess suddenly rose in his mind: "Did you come from..."

"I never obey," Huang Yinger took Zhiqing's arm with one hand, and Ji Qianshan's with the other, and put them both beside her in a daze, "After passing this place, the snowfield will be completely gone. Yes, my home is nearby, but you may not be able to go now, I will take you with me."

Where is Huang Yinger's home?

She is a squirrel, and the squirrel's home is of course in the sky.

There was a light howl, followed by chirping birdsong from all directions.Countless figures of birds flew towards Huang Yinger's chest.Huang Yinger's figure suddenly became elusive, with huge wings spreading behind her back, she landed on the ground, and turned into a huge oriole.

Huang Yinger gathered her wings one by one, dragging her tender yellow tail feathers on the ground, as if spreading out a spring in the snow.The oriole lowered its body, lightly pecked one of its wing feathers with its beak, and said, "Master Zhiqing, please come up."

Zhiqing looked at the oriole that Huang Yinger turned into with a little surprise. He didn't expect that this little bird, who was chattering all the way, had such a powerful cultivation base.Since ancient times, there have been only a hundred birds facing the phoenix. Except for the phoenix, there is only one Kongqu who commands all the birds as a spiritual creature of heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, a small oriole is enough to make birds from a hundred miles around fly over.

Now that the Taoism has arrived, it is a Taoist friend.Zhiqing was no longer restrained, she stepped on the tail feathers of the oriole, walked along the tail feathers to Huang Yinger's back, and then pressed the oriole's back after sitting down and said: "Then you will offend."

"Your Majesty, come up too." Huang Ying'er was not as polite to Ji Qianshan as she was to Zhiqing, and it was over with a greeting.

Zhiqing looked down and saw that Ji Qianshan was still standing on the ground, watching him with a smile as he walked up the oriole, and waved his hand: "Master Zhiqing, I won't go up, you can go with Huang Yinger. "

The feathers on Huang Yinger's head trembled, her voice was still clear, but there was a hint of threat: "Stop talking nonsense! Come up quickly, and I will take you to Lingyun Palace after Master Zhiqing has changed his clothes."

Flying is faster than walking, Ji Qianshan thought again and again, but still clenched his fists and walked onto the back of the oriole.Zhiqing was a little curious, watching him come up and sit down, and then tightly grasped the feathers on the oriole's back.

Zhiqing has understood Buddhism since he was a child, and thinks he knows everything in the world, but he can't see through Ji Qianshan.It's fine if he can't see through, because he clearly knows that the reason why he can't see through is because of poor information, and Ji Qianshan is hiding the information he knows.But this time he really couldn't see through, why didn't Ji Qianshan want to get on the back of the oriole?

Is it because of fear of heights?

But soon he knew why.

The squirrel soared into the sky, shuttled in the air against the wind, its wings were cut open and the wind blowing towards its face was constantly shaking. After flying high, it paused for a while, turned over and flapped its wings again.Ji Qianshan tightly grasped the strongest back feathers on the oriole's back, and let the wind knife cut his face expressionlessly.Only Zhiqing was thrown by inertia because of lack of preparation. Fortunately, he reacted well and quickly grabbed the back feathers under him so that he was not thrown off by the oriole.

"Master Zhiqing," Ji Qianshan's voice came from far ahead, "How do you feel? Huang Yinger's flying skills are not bad, right?"

Zhiqing grabbed the oriole's feathers with one hand, took out a Buddhist bead and fiddled with one with the other, took a deep breath and nodded, "Not bad."

Fortunately, Zhiqing has no hair. If he had hair, he should have blown out a new shape by now. He turned the prayer beads around and muttered: "It's so good." It seems that Ji Qianshan has experience in not being on the back of the oriole Yes, Huang Yinger's flying skills have probably been learned from human fighter pilots, and they are moving around. It should be quite interesting to watch on the ground. The only regret is that they are still on the back of the bird.

Huang Yinger's house is built on the highest point of a spruce tree, and a platform is erected out of thin air on the uppermost level of the wobbly treetops, and a simple hut is built with wooden boards on the platform.Huang Yinger landed on the wooden platform, gliding down like a landing plane, folded her wings in mid-air, caught Ji Qianshan and Zhiqing with both hands, and the three of them landed in front of the wooden house together.

Zhiqing's old wounds have not healed, and now he has ridden the roller coaster, and his emotions have not completely subsided.Although the whole person still had a dignified appearance, her face was pale, which startled Huang Yinger: "Master Zhiqing, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Zhiqing held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and couldn't help but perform a Buddha ceremony to Huang Yinger, "Thank you very much, the benefactor."

"Hey," Huang Yinger scratched her head, "You're welcome." As she spoke, Huang Yinger nudged Ji Qianshan lightly with her elbow, "My lord, how do you feel?"

Ji Qianshan looked at Zhiqing's face with a smile, and nodded with great satisfaction.He felt that what he did when he took Huang Yinger as his subordinate was very correct, even though she didn't really worship him, even though she turned her elbows out badly, she was stupid, and stupid people are blessed with stupidity.Casting a approving look at Huang Yinger, Ji Qianshan praised without knowing whether it was true or not: "Very well, your flying is getting better and better. It seems that these 1000 years have not been completely idle."

After hearing Ji Qianshan's evaluation, Huang Ying'er jumped up happily, turned around and went into her cabin, "Ding Ding Dang Dang" and searched randomly, and finally took out a pale yellow shirt: "Master Zhiqing, how about , you change into my clothes first?"

The dress was clearly a women's set, with an elaborate headdress.Zhiqing hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No need, no need, the poor monk brought a set himself, as long as the female benefactor lends me a piece of treasure land in exchange."

As he spoke, he took out a set of snow-white monk clothes from his sleeve and showed it to Huang Yinger, his eyes fell on Huang Yinger's face tenderly, the red mole on his eyebrows glistened, and an ambiguous smile curled from his lips, Putting on a [-]% seductive posture.Unexpectedly, Huang Ying'er turned around in disappointment, pursed her mouth, put away her clothes and turned to go to the cabin.

I watched the door close with a "snap", only to hear Huang Yinger's voice from the room through the door: "Master Zhiqing, I closed my eyes, you can change them."

Zhiqing held his clothes and glanced at the tightly closed door, then at Ji Qianshan who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and then looked into the distance, above the mountains, the spruce forest stood upright like silver needles The top of the tallest spruce tree shook violently as the wind blew over it.

"she……"

Ji Qianshan turned his back and looked around the mountains: "How about it, Master Zhiqing? Your method of dealing with the female benefactor of the world is useless against Huang Ying'er, right? Huang Ying'er is an ordinary oriole, the world's The stupidest and most ingenious talent in the world, she is not like those human women who can be easily seduced by you."

After the rustling voice behind him, Zhiqing replied: "The poor monk can save it. Women in the world are greedy for the appearance of the poor monk, and the poor monk is just borrowing their wealth to get what they need. Why are you so sarcastic about the poor monk?" Woolen cloth?"

Ji Qianshan knew that he had finished changing, so he turned to look at him.Under Huang Yinger's meticulous care, Zhiqing's wounds from temples to the corners of her lips have almost healed. In a few days, even the scars will disappear, and her whole person will have a jade-like face again.At this moment, with his eyes lowered, the appearance of holding the Buddhist beads in his hands has the charm of the romantic monk before, but the smile on his brows has been restrained a lot, as if his self-confidence has been hit by Huang Yinger, and he no longer wants to seduce Huang Yinger .

He glanced at Zhiqing up and down, walked quickly to Huang Yinger's door, knocked on the door panel: "Huang Yinger, come out! Return to Lingyun Palace as soon as possible."

"Oh!" Huang Yinger hurriedly replied at the door, and there was another "jingling" sound in the room. After the sound subsided, Huang Yinger appeared at the door carrying a small dark blue bundle, holding a A biscuit, half eaten, said vaguely, "Let's go to Lin Yundian, I brought a quasi-object to Long Youjun."

"He doesn't need your gift, so straighten your tongue." Ji Qianshan stood on the edge of the platform, in the same row as Zhiqing who had prepared earlier, looked at Zhiqing and couldn't help asking, "Zhiqing Master Qing, you are familiar with Buddhist classics, isn’t there any Buddhist classic that says that in this world, apart from taking what one needs, there is also the exchange of one’s heart for one’s heart?”

"What did you say?" Zhiqing just stepped on the back of the oriole and heard the sound of the wind before grabbing the back feathers, but he didn't hear it clearly. He turned around and asked, "I didn't hear clearly just now."

Ji Qianshan walked up to the oriole's back without squinting: "Oh, it's nothing. It's the wind, you heard it wrong."

The oriole has its own navigation function, and it is so fast along the way that it arrives at the Lingyun Temple before dark.Ji Qianshan slid off Huang Que's body with a "squeak", and ran into the Lingyun Palace at a trot, knocking on the door of Fang Yanchu's study.

"Master, Master! I'm back!"