I overturned after dressing as a villain master

The night was heavy, Du Nanqiu's face was pale, Le Yuanxing weighed it for a moment, then decided to go to the small temple outside the village.

The small temple is located in a mountain depression, on a chilly night, with a flickering lamp in front of the gate, giving off a dim light.

Taking a closer look, although there is no one there, it is clean and tidy, and there is not even a single leaf on the ground. It is estimated that someone comes to clean it from time to time.

In the temple, a stone statue is gray all over, hidden in the night, and its height does not reach the top.

Compared with the tall stone statue, Le Yuanxing and the others were as short as mustard seeds.

The incense on the altar had already been burned out, and the fruit of the offering was coated with a layer of holy and mysterious light under the love of the moonlight.

There are two futons placed under the altar. Although they are not brand new, they are neatly arranged. It is obvious that the visitors respect the gods.

When the wind blows, the window edge whistling.

The cold wind pierced through the gaps in the house, and suddenly a piece of red cloth was flying.

Le Yuanxing and others took a closer look, only to find that the stone statue was still wearing a fiery red cloak.

Shen Yiran exclaimed and hid behind his master.

Le Yuanxing took down the Underworld Cave Grass, waved it towards the roof, and the Underworld Cave Grass slowly rose along the stone statue as if it had grown wings.

Under the light of the Underworld Cave Grass, the three of Le Yuanxing saw the appearance of the stone statue clearly.

It turned out that it was a goddess with fluttering robes.

The fairy is graceful and charming, but there is a sense of sadness in her brows and eyes, which seems to contain infinite sorrow.

Xu Xinhen looked at it silently for a while, and asked, "Everyone wants to become a fairy, but if I become a fairy, I won't suffer any more."

These words reminded Le Yuanxing of his past. Although he didn't suffer from birth, old age, sickness, death, and homelessness, he could talk about heartache, disappointment and despair, but he was no less than ordinary people.

But a mortal's life is only eight or ninety years, and his soul returns to the underworld. After drinking Meng Po soup, he can clear the past and start over.As for the immortal, he will carry all the painful memories and never die.

So if you want to be a happy fairy, it's better to be free and easy, lest you only think about hardships and see happiness from now on.

Thinking of this, Le Yuanxing felt a little relieved about the betrayal of the Emperor of Heaven.

Xu Xinhen has already found two clean places, took off his robe, laid it on the ground, and called Le Yuanxing to go there.

Seeing this, Shen Yiran carried Du Nanqiu on her back, and immediately occupied the open space on the other side of Le Yuanxing.

Le Yuanxing knew that the second apprentice was timid, so he gave him a cave grass, so that he could have a little light in the dark night.

Sometimes people only need such a little light to dispel the fear of the night.

Holding the grass, Shen Yiran felt as if he had found a treasure, he couldn't help being overjoyed, even his fear was much less, and he said again and again: "This is the cave grass."

Xu Xinhen said coldly: "Second senior brother, a gentleman does not take what others like, so he has to return it tomorrow morning."

This was the first gift he gave Le Yuanxing, how could it fall into the hands of others.

Shen Yiran was startled, and reluctantly agreed.

While the two brothers were talking, Le Yuanxing sat cross-legged beside Du Nanqiu, ready to check his injury again.

After traveling around with spiritual power for a week, Le Yuanxing couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw that the eldest disciple was still weak.

Although Du Nanqiu's cultivation was not bad, he was still a mortal. He was injured right now. Not only could he not drink a bowl of hot porridge, but he could only sleep on the cold ground in the small temple, which would do no harm to his recovery.

Tomorrow, no matter what, I have to find a way to find something to eat and a bed.

Xu Xin hated to pat Shen Yiran on the shoulder, and said: "You sleep over with senior brother."

Shen Yiran didn't go, she locked the window tightly.

Xu Xin said angrily: "It's cold at night, let senior brother sleep outside, you want to freeze him to death?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yiran quickly shook her head, moved Du Nanqiu over, and slept between him and the master.

Just as Shen Yiran lay down, Xu Xinhen also changed the position of the robe on the floor, and lay down beside Du Nanqiu himself.

Shen Yiran was surprised: "Master, the old man is not cold if he sleeps outside?"

Xu Xin hated the innocence and said: "I am still young, weaker than the master."

Shen Yiran: ... I think you are just afraid of Master being next to others.

Le Yuanxing was so focused on the big apprentice that he didn't notice the little Jiujiu whom Xu Xin hated.

Xu Xin hated to see that Le Yuanxing's expression was different, his eyes sank, and he glanced at Du Nanqiu, wondering what he was thinking.

When Le Yuanxing lay down, Xu Xin hated immediately saying that he was so cold, and then applied it like a dog's skin plaster.

In the dark night, Shen Yiran's snoring sounded.

Xu Xinhen whispered lightly: "Master, I have a headache, please help me."

Le Yuanxing became nervous and quickly raised his head to explore.

As soon as he raised his head, Xu Xinhen sealed his lips.

Le Yuanxing was shocked, there were two big living people beside him, and there was a stone statue standing not far away, Xu Xin hated why...how so...impatient.

Xu Xinhen had already let go of him before he recalled it.

In the dark night, the boy's eyes were shining, as if there were stars one day.

Looking straight at him with those eyes, he seemed to be bathed in a galaxy.

Brilliant, gentle, and unparalleled in beauty.

Le Yuanxing couldn't help but stare blankly, and the words he wanted to criticize just now disappeared.

At this time, Xu Xin said sullenly: "Master, I feel very sad to see you treat others well. But I also know that they are your apprentices, and you are just doing your duty as a master."

Le Yuanxing's heart softened, and suddenly felt that Xu Xin hated being wronged and pitiful, so he gently stroked his back and patted him lightly.

Xu Xinhen took the opportunity to hug Le Yuanxing into his arms, with a sensible and gentle look on his face, but the light flickered in his eyes.

Silent all night, early the next morning.

Outside the temple was extremely noisy and the air was boiling, which was very different from yesterday's quietness.

Le Yuanxing sneezed and slept on the floor all night. Although Xu Xinhen's spiritual power was protecting him, he still caught cold.

Xu Xinhen glanced out the window and snorted dissatisfied.

Outside the window, the movement became louder and louder.

One person said: "This is the formation set up by the patriarch. If it is a demon, it should be trapped, right?"

Another said: "It's hard to say, if you meet someone powerful, you may not be able to break free from the magic circle."

It turned out that every house in Stone Village was closed because of evil spirits?

As soon as the idea came up, there was a commotion outside the door.

These people shouted at the same time: The patriarch is here!

Le Yuanxing thought, since everyone is going to deal with demons, they are not enemies, and there is something else to talk about.

So he stood up, patted the ashes off his body, straightened his coarse linen clothes, and opened the door calmly.

Xu Xinhen followed closely behind him, with a faint and mocking smile.

Shen Yiran huddled in the temple, guarding Du Nanqiu, not daring to go out.

As soon as Le Yuanxing, master and apprentice, went out, the outside immediately became quiet.

Le Yuan travels in coarse linen clothes, but it is difficult to hide his elegance.

He has a calm expression and a gentle aura, walking all the way, he is as gentle as the spring breeze caressing, and as bright as the morning glow.

The black-clothed boy behind him has bright eyes, as if hiding thousands of rivers and mountains, but when you look closely, there are fleeting images, all illusory.

The young man was smiling, but his eyes were indifferent and repulsive. He looked amiable, but in fact he had an imposing manner, which made people fear for no reason.

The villagers had never seen such a figure before, and each of them held their breath and concentrated, for fear that the breath they exhaled would be muddy and spoil the demeanor of the two immortals.

The woman from yesterday was also among the crowd holding Xiao Man.

It was dark last night, she had something on her mind, and she didn't pay much attention to Le Yuanxing. Now that she saw him, her eyes were full of reverence.

Xiao Man jumped out of her aunt's arms and ran towards Le Yuanxing happily.

When he got close, Xu Xinhen stopped him, leaned down, and said with a half-smile: "Little friend, did you let us come here on purpose?"

Xiao Man paused, muttering in silence.

Just then, a burly young man came out of the crowd.

Behind him, followed by a pretty girl in green.

The girl stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Man's hand, and scolded, "What are you running around like?"

The young man made a bow and said, "Guys, I am the patriarch of Shitou Village. I really had some unavoidable reasons to offend you guys. Shu Lang is here to make amends to everyone."

There is a formation in the temple. Although it may not be able to trap the evil spirits, it will certainly not be as peaceful as it is now. This only shows that these people have not practiced evil skills and are not evil spirits.

Xu Xin hated to look at him, and said with a smile: "Oh? You are the head of the clan at such a young age?"

Shu Lang smiled and said nothing, but the woman in green behind said: "Brother Shu is a disciple of the Qiankun Sect, so he naturally has this ability."

Xu Xinhen blinked and smiled, turned around and said, "Master, Mo Hanqing's disciples and grandchildren are quite promising."

Shu Lang saw that the young man mentioned the name of the head of the sect without any respect, so he couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied, and said stiffly: "Did the name of the head Mo be called casually?"

Xu Xin smiled bitterly, and said, "Why can't I call him that? Even if Mo Hanqing is here, I would still call him that way."

Thinking that these people regarded them as evil spirits and drove them to the small temple to sleep for a night before Le Yuanxing caught cold, Xu Xinhen was very unhappy.

Shu Lang glared angrily, and put his hands on the fork at his waist.

Le Yuanxing didn't want to start another dispute, he stepped forward and said: "Patriarch Shu, we do have some friendship with Sect Leader Mo, we have always admired Sect Leader Mo as a person, and always set the example of Sect Leader Mo's words and deeds. Since I saw Sect Leader Mo here Disciples of the Qiankun Sect, that is really destined, I wonder what difficulties Stone Village has encountered? Maybe we can help one or two."

Le Yuanxing finished speaking in one breath, calmly.

Sure enough, Shu Lang's face became much clearer, he said: "I don't know the surnames and names? What sect and sect do they come from? How do you know the head of Mo?"

Le Yuanxing choked, then thought that this person is a disciple of the Qiankun Sect, he must have heard of Le Yuanxing, and then thought of the rumors about the two of them in the Jiuchong Continent, he was a little worried that there would be another wave of unrest, and he said: "The name is not enough. It's not worth mentioning, the sect is not worth mentioning. As for the acquaintance with the head of Mo for many years, we have fought side by side and subdued many demons."

Shu Lang's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Is this really true?"

Le Yuanxing's eyes were far-reaching, and he said calmly: "The Jiji Fan is extremely powerful, and Xiaohe has a keen sense of smell. It is a blessing to be able to join hands with Sect Leader Mo. It's a pity that I broke up with Sect Leader Mo in the seabed city, otherwise you to see him."

When Shu Lang heard that Le Yuanxing mentioned the treasures of the head of the sect, and said that he had just separated from the head, he couldn't help but feel closer to this immortal monk.

Because I didn't know Le Yuanxing's name, I had no choice but to call out: "Fellow Daoist, what happened last night was due to our stone village's negligence, and we still look forward to Haihan."

Le Yuanxing smiled generously and said, "How can you blame you for this? Demons are rampant, so you should be more careful."

What Le Yuanxing said was sincere, when Shu Lang heard it, his heart was moved, he sighed, and immediately told the whole story of his recent encounters like pouring beans.

Recently, evil spirits have been raging in the Jiuchong Continent. Shu Lang originally studied in the Qiankun School. Hearing about this, he missed his neighbors and took a long vacation to return.

Shu Lang's spiritual power is not strong, although he can walk with the magic weapon, but the speed is extremely slow, he stops and starts, and only entered this mountain on the tenth day.

This mountain range is called Mumeng, scattered with five or six villages, large and small, the mountain roads are difficult to walk, and there are [-]% of the steps, and there are few contacts between the villages.

If it weren't for a monk like Shu Lang, who was able to cross the mountains with an imperial weapon, many villagers would rarely have the opportunity to leave their homes throughout their lives.

Among them, the village named Liumu in Yamaguchi is the oldest.

Legend has it that the willow tree at the entrance of the village was planted by gods, and praying under the tree is very effective.

In addition, Liumu Village is located at the mountain pass, so the mountain road is not too difficult, so besides the villagers, occasionally some people from other places will come to worship the God of Willow.

Because of this, Liumu Village is very prosperous, and there are many restaurants and teahouses. Every time Shu Lang enters and exits Mumeng Mountain, he will drink tea here and rest for a while.

But that day, as soon as Shu Lang landed in front of the town, he could smell the bloody smell soaring into the sky.

The turmoil in the past was gone, and the town was completely dead.

He secretly said "Oops", hurriedly quickened his pace, and headed into the town.

As soon as I entered the town, I found that the roads were empty, but the doors of every house were wide open, and there were many corpses lying in disorder inside the doors.

These corpses have lost all their essence and blood, leaving only bones and skin.

Shu Lang was in the Qiankun faction since he was a child, so he was well-informed. He was not frightened by the sight in front of him. Instead, he checked the corpses very calmly.

After careful investigation, he was sure that it was the work of an evil spirit.

So without further delay, he turned on the magic weapon and continued to fly to the second town.

Unexpectedly, the next two villages were in the same situation!

At this time, Shu Lang's mood could no longer be described as shock. He felt as if a big rock had fallen in his heart, which was so heavy and heavy that he was on the verge of falling.

Barely gathering his mind, he flew to the fourth village, Yangbei Village, based on his memory.

Yangbei Village did not see any corpses, but neither did they see any living people.

Shu Lang looked at the scattered clothes and jewelry on the road, and some wild dogs running around. He guessed that the people in this village were fleeing.

Shu Lang walked around the village and met a lonely old man who was unable to escape. After chatting with him, he realized that a demon had really come to Mumeng Mountain recently!

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