Master sees my hairy

.

Xi Feng shook his head again and again: "No, no, no."

Bai Zang looked dissatisfied: "The room is too narrow and the lighting is not good. Reading here will hurt your eyes."

reading?What book do you read?

Xi Feng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Bai Zang carried the few books he had collected from the library and placed them neatly on the bedside.

Luo Wuhuan picked up a book casually: "Yo? Junior brother still reads medical books."

Xi Feng: "Wait, wait a minute..."

late.

This book was originally called "Fan Hua Xi", and it was a vernacular book with illustrations. This page is exactly a picture of two men under the peony flowers without shame.Luo Wuhuan's eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Xi Feng, then at the book in his hand: "Junior Brother..."

"I confiscated this." Xi Feng explained feebly.

"Oh~" Luo Wuhuan obviously didn't believe it, not only didn't believe it, but even held the book in front of Bai Zang to show him.

Xi Feng immediately reached out to grab it, but Luo Wuhuan hid back, and the book was torn in two.

"Ah, what a pity."

But Bai Zang took the two halves of the broken book with a smile, put them together, and gently brushed the spine of the book with his fingertips to restore it to its original shape.Then he looked at Xi Feng: "If you don't look at it, how about sending it to me?"

"Uh." Xi Feng looked embarrassed.Of course it's fine for Baizang to ask him for a book, but this kind of book...

Luo Wuhuan was still adding fuel and jealousy to the side: "Junior brother is obviously reluctant, Lao Bai, you don't want to take love with a knife."

Bai Zang still looked at him eagerly: "Xi Feng?"

Xi Feng had no choice but to let go: "You can take it if you like."

Bai Zang took the book happily and left, but Xi Feng was even more puzzled.What does he want this book for?Could it be that there is another mystery in the book?Xi Feng wanted to ask, but felt that he was still angry with Bai Zang, so he didn't want to take the initiative to talk to him.

Until the evening, Xi Feng didn't see Bai Zang, so he had to go to the kitchen to cook by himself.When passing by Bai Zang's room, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and saw him holding the chapter book and reading it with relish.

Xi Feng: "..."

Luo Wuhuan flicked his folding fan from behind, blocking Xi Feng's sight: "Your master has been abstaining from desires for thousands of years, so it's rare that you are a little popular, so just let him go."

Xi Feng turned his head: "Thousands of years?"

"Yeah." Luo Wuhuan pushed Xi Feng forward, "I don't know how many thousands of years, anyway, when he was born, there were no fairy gates, the three worlds were in chaos, and the human race was the weakest. almost exterminated."

Xi Feng was speechless for a while...he thought that Bai Zang had lied to him before.

He asked again, "Then why did Master come down to earth?"

Luo Wuhuan was amused: "Going down to earth? Baizang won't lie to you that he's a god, right? Do you still believe it?"

"..." Although Baizang didn't say it, didn't he?Xi Feng was a little confused, "Then what is he?"

How could it not be immortals who have lived for thousands of years?And why don't you eat the grains of the world?

"Hmm..." Luo Wuhuan thought about his words, "Do you still remember Tang Jin in the painting scene last time? Bai Zang is similar to her."

Xi Feng was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.According to what he said, Bai Zang did not "live" for thousands of years at all, but "died" until now.

Isn't that a ghost?

He worshiped a ghost as his teacher?

"What are you saying bad about me?" Baizang's voice came from behind abruptly.

Xi Feng was so frightened that he subconsciously jumped to the side: "Master, Master..."

Bai Zang didn't delve into it, and said, "I forgot the time while reading and didn't cook. Why don't we go out to eat?"

Xi Feng hurriedly waved his hands: "No need, I can cook the noodles myself."

"How can I do that?" Luo Wuhuan put his hand on Xi Feng's shoulder and took him out, "Where is your best shop, we will give you a good meal, Master. Let me tell you that he is rich, Wealthy country..."

Luo Wuhuan was basically talking all the way, Xi Feng looked back a few times, Bai Zang walked behind the two of them alone, his shadow cast long by the moonlight.

Do ghosts have shadows?

……

Xieyangguan is too small, and there are not many restaurants that can stand on the table. At the moment, there is only one inn open.

When Luo Wuhuan entered the door, he greeted Xiaoer: "Serve some of your signature dishes, and a jar of good wine."

"Okay! Guest officer, General Xi, sit wherever you want!"

Bai Zang sat across from Xi Feng, with the candlelight shining, his face was bloodless.He didn't look very happy either, having only had two glasses of wine and not moving.

Xi Feng struggled for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking him: "Master, why doesn't he eat?"

Bai Zang: "I can't digest it."

"Then why can you drink?"

Bai Zang: "After drinking, the mana evaporates."

Xi Feng: "..."

Bai Zang said again, "I'm not a ghost."

It was obvious that he had overheard the conversation between Xi Feng and Luo Wuhuan before, and Xi Feng was a little embarrassed.

"Any question?"

Xi Feng: "No, no more..."

Baizang nodded, and stopped talking.

The atmosphere became a little stiff, even Luo Wuhuan stopped talking non-stop, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a bit.

There were no other guests in the inn, Xiao Er was dozing off in front of the stage.

Not long after, the door of the inn was kicked open suddenly.

A man wearing a mask and dark blue suit strode in, grabbed another thin man and threw him at their desk.

Xi Feng raised his head and saw, isn't this the boss of Yan Ruyu's book store?

The masked man walked up behind Luo Wuhuan, bowed his head and said, "The sect master, that's him."

"What happened to him?" Xi Feng didn't know why.

Luo Wuhuan sneered again and again: "Collude with demons and harm mortals, is this the style of Mingyindu, the head of the immortal sect?"

"I didn't!" The owner of the book store looked at Xi Feng earnestly, "General Xi, I have never harmed anyone. I am indeed a disciple of Mingyin, but I have mediocre aptitude and low cultivation. I left a few years ago. How dare you join forces with the demons!"

Xi Feng didn't know which song Luo Wuhuan was singing, and it was hard to make a conclusion.But when it comes to painting demons, he still has something to ask this person: "Where did the painting of Jiang Lanyue that you gave me today come from?"

He immediately replied: "General Xi, I received it from a merchant in Chang'an last month. There was a Grade A painting in that painting, but it was broken, so I took it at a low price. Jiang Lan Yue's paintings are fairly well-known in the south of the Yangtze River, so I planned to resell them to make a profit."

"He still has a lot of Jiang Lanyue's paintings at home," the masked man interrupted suddenly, "There are still many paintings."

The boss argued again: "Then why don't you go to Jiang Lanyue, why are you looking for me! I'm just a seller of calligraphy and painting!"

At this time, Bai Zang, who had never had any sense of presence, suddenly raised his head: "Jiang Lanyue can't draw."

25. Yan Ruyu ([-])

The owner of the book store suddenly fell silent, and after a while he stammered and said: "No, it's impossible... Yunya's five sons are all amazing..."

Bai Zang continued: "Jiang Lanyue is a sword idiot, and knows nothing except swordsmanship. Everyone in Yunya Mountain knows this, and it's not a secret."

"But, in Jiangnan area, Jiang Lanyue's paintings are really famous!" The owner of the book shop still refused to change his words, his tone was so strong that he didn't seem to be lying.

Luo Wuhuan pondered for a while, and analyzed: "Could it be that someone used the name of Jiang Lanyue to collude with the painting demon to make these scrolls, so that they could be planted on Jiang Lanyue."

Baizang nodded: "Yunya Mountain is far away from the south of the Yangtze River. It's normal if everyone doesn't know about Jiang Lanyue."

"Then I'll go to Jiangnan to have a look." The masked man was about to leave immediately.

"Hey, Jinglan." Luo Wuhuan pulled him back, and squeezed that hand, "Why are you so anxious, I'm not here for a while. You haven't been with me for several days..."

Bai Zang: "Ahem."

Xi Feng: "..."

The owner of the book store looked at Xi Feng cautiously: "General Xi, I really did no harm...can you let me go back?"

Xi Feng couldn't be the master, so he looked at Luo Wuhuan again. Luo Wuhuan's thoughts were already on Jinglan, and he waved his hands mercifully: "Let's go, let's remember to take those Jiang Lans away tomorrow." Send over the scrolls of the moon."

"Okay, okay." The owner of the book store ran away without looking back, apparently quite frightened.

Jing Lan was pulled by Luo Wuhuan to sit beside her, and took off her mask.

Xi Feng glanced unintentionally, but Jing Lan attracted his attention.This person should be of some foreign blood, his facial features are deep and cold, and his temperament is cold, especially the long scar on the brow bone, which makes him more murderous.

Like a sword ready to be drawn at any time.

Maybe Xi Feng stared at him for too long, so he accidentally kicked Luo Wuhuan under the table: "Don't look blindly, there is someone in charge."

Xi Feng: "..."

Seeing this, Bai Zang didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement from the sidelines: "I don't know who it was last time, who was salivating at my apprentice in the painting environment..."

Jinglan paused for a while, then slowly looked at Luo Wuhuan.

At that moment, everyone felt the murderous aura.

Luo Wuhuan shook her head wildly: "No, it's not me."

But Jinglan just smiled, didn't say anything, and even brought some food for Luo Wuhuan.

Xi Feng and Bai Zang secretly exchanged a look, reaching a consensus: someone will suffer tonight.

In order to create opportunities for Luo Wuhuan, Baizang gave up his room to him and Jinglan.But Xi Feng's house only has two bedrooms, so Xi Feng could only arrange Master into his own room.

Bai Zang stood at the door of the house with the quilt in his arms, "Why don't I sleep on the floor."

"No." Xi Feng refused without thinking.The temperature difference between day and night at Xieyangguan is extremely large, and sleeping on the ground may cause frostbite or frostbite.

Besides, it's not like I haven't slept in a bed.

"Okay." Baizang obediently climbed onto the purple-gold luanfeng couch and lay down.

Xi Feng felt a headache when he saw the gleaming golden bed, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to turn off the bed as well.