Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The person Lou Zhu mentioned was actually Gu Junyi.

Sure enough, it was a surprise.

big surprise.

The last time the two met, it was Gu Junyi who received a letter from Chu Wen and learned that something had happened to Chu Zhao, so he made a special trip back to Fuyue Mountain, and ended up taking him down the mountain, whoring a few jars of wine for nothing. He played some kind of trick, made Chu Zhaoliu a red thread connecting Xie Ming, and then he slipped away when he was done.

Chu Zhaoliu was so angry that he almost unblocked and drew his sword to slash people.

"Second Senior Brother," Chu Zhaoliu's mouth curved gently, "I miss you to death."

Gu Junyi shuddered, always feeling that the positions of these words were slightly out of order.

What I miss you, I think you are dead.

Seeing that Chu Zhaoliu raised his fan, he quickly turned serious and interrupted the spellcasting: "Little brother, why did you come to Xizhou? This place is very messy and very unsafe, let the senior brother know, there are good fruits for you. "

Seeing the concern on his face, Chu Zhaoliu's inner fire subsided slightly, he raised his eyelids, looked at him coldly for a moment, hooked his fingers together: "Jiujiu, peck him!"

Gu Junyi was still thinking about what to say, when something bumped into him like lightning, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, his palm softened and warmed, as soon as the furry touch arrived, he felt pain again.

Taking a closer look, a yellow-haired ball flapping its wings, plump but agile, jumped onto his head and pecked fiercely.

Gu Junyi didn't dare to move with a bitter face: "Little brother, aren't you most afraid of this little thing? Why do you keep it... Ouch, don't peck, I was wrong, if you peck again, your hair will fall out." !"

Seeing him screaming in pain half-truth, Chu Zhaoliu reluctantly expressed a little satisfaction: "Okay, stop talking."

Jiujiu still had a few strands of hair in his mouth, turned his head and spit it out, raised his chest arrogantly, stared at Chu Zhaoliu's smooth black hair, ready to move.

Chu Zhaoliu flapped his fan to defend himself, and said coolly, "If you want to come over, you can. Strip off your hair first."

Jiujiu turned his head to look at the soft feathers he was proud of, and then at the pair of fluffy little woolen pants. The two were inseparable, and immediately started crying again.

Xie Ming raised his hand, put the playful little guy back into his sleeve, and gave Gu Junyi a slight nod: "Long time no see."

Gu Junyi's hairpin was loosened by the little fat bird, and he didn't mind, so he took off the hairpin and put it away, straightened his messy hair, looked at the two of them, and smiled: "The only ones who know my whereabouts are those who listen to me. People from Zhulou, if you want to come to our good brother with a bodhisattva heart, it is impossible to go to Zhulou to inquire about me just to beat me up, what happened to find me?"

It shouldn't be a trivial matter to get Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming in trouble.

He said while rubbing his chin: "Why don't you go to the Wangchun Tower in this city and chat and talk? Random chatter, random chatter, this chatter is talking about wine, but it is a rare wine city."

Chu Zhaoliu touched his lips and spit out two words: "Progress."

Having said that, Chu Zhaoliu still took Xie Ming, and followed Gu Junyi to the highest restaurant in the city.

The night was just right, and the city was buzzing with excitement. When the two walked in, there were people fighting each other in the lobby, and the other half were shouting and cheering to watch the excitement.

Chu Zhaoliu shook his fan and sighed, "Xizhou is really simple and honest."

The shopkeeper, who was not surprised at all, was calculating the compensation for the tables and chairs destroyed by those people fighting, when he saw the three people coming in, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The first person in the black robe and jade belt, with elegant eyebrows and calm gait, is the most amazing. Although the young man in white beside him has no expression, his appearance is as snowy and clear as the moon, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

As for the last one with a green shirt and a laid-back look...

The shopkeeper looked at him suspiciously: "Have we met?"

Gu Junyi, who was still performing on the street a few quarters of an hour ago, smiled: "How could that be?"

Xie Ming didn't like the noisy lobby, and the better private rooms in the restaurant were reserved, so Chu Zhaoliu didn't think much about it, and casually threw out a bag of spirit stones: "Is that enough?"

The shopkeeper immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "Enough is enough, and it's not that it can't be evened out. Three please."

After speaking, he personally led the three of them upstairs and into the house, and served the best wine.

Gu Junyi's alcohol addiction has long been committed, and he couldn't move when he smelled the aroma of wine. When he saw the round wine jars brought up by Xiaoer, he stretched out his hand with bright eyes.

Before he touched it, Chu Zhaoliu scooped it up quickly, threw away the jar of wine, and said with a half-smile, "Tell me first, why did you come to Xizhou, and what were you doing on the street just now?"

Gu Junyi stared straight at the wine jar, the wine worm was hooked out, he gulped down his saliva, and said with a wry smile: "Young brother is still angry? Isn't this brother homeless, wandering all over the world, walking and walking? Come here, life is not easy, so I have to do art, if my junior brother doesn’t come, I have to do art for another ten days before I can buy a jar of wine.”

Even though he knew that Gu Junyi was selling miserably on purpose, Chu Zhaoliu inevitably softened his heart, clicked his tongue, patted the mud seal himself, and handed him the wine jar.

Xie Ming sat beside him, squinted at Gu Junyi, and said nothing.

Gu Junyi didn't care about other things, held the wine jar, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, drank half of the jar heroically, his handsome brows stretched out immediately, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, and said with a smile: "Good wine, it really is good wine!"

Gu Junyi is addicted to alcohol, and he is even more obsessed with swords. In his words, it is impossible for him to be like Xie Ming, who has everything in his heart and has nothing outside of his heart. He can let go of the sword at will.

Seeing him intoxicated, Chu Zhaoliu twitched the tip of his nose, sniffing the scent of strong wine floating in the air, curiously patted the mud seal on another jar, and poured a glass, wanting to taste the taste.

Two people and one bird stopped immediately.

"Little brother, you can't drink alcohol!"

Xie Ming was more straightforward, waving his sleeves and directly confiscating it.

Jiu Jiu looked left and right, then nodded his head: "Jiu Jiu Jiu!"

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

He can't drink the wine he bought.

Xie Ming's tone was light: "I would like to follow the doctor's advice."

Chu Zhaoliu was angry and funny, and leaned back in his chair: "Okay, I've drunk the wine, it's time to do something."

Gu Junyi was addicted to the Whale Swallowing Dragon, his face became a little lazy, he poured a glass of wine, and prepared to taste it carefully: "Of course, what the little brother asks, the brother will do it even if he goes up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire."

Xie Ming put Jiujiu on the wine table, and teased the bird indifferently, finally knowing who brought Chu Zhaoliu's incoherent temper.

Chu Zhaoliu took out two transcribed ancient texts from the storage ring, and handed them to Gu Junyi: "Lord Luo said that you read the ancient texts, why didn't I know this? Can you understand it?"

Gu Junyi said "oh" with great interest, and with just a glance, the solemnity on his face replaced the relaxation. He put down his wine glass, picked up the sacrificial text, and began to study it carefully.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't say anything, and waited for him quietly with Xie Ming.

The style and language structure of the ancient characters are different from those of the present, and they are very mysterious and obscure. Many characters have not even been handed down, so they have to be guessed based on the context.

Such a sacrificial article can be said to be a major discovery, and it is rare.

Gu Junyi slowly finished reading the sacrificial oration in the underground palace, showing an expression of enlightenment, and flicked his fingers: "You found this in Suyang? It's complicated to say, according to my inference, this article The sacrificial oration is about an ancient ritual."

Chu Zhaoliu: "Tell me in detail?"

"In ancient times, even if the ascension person was strong enough, he might not be able to ascend smoothly. Only with the approval of the immortal can he enter the immortal world." When it comes to serious matters, Gu Junyi's face is very serious. It is the Ascension Ceremony and Immortal Gate derived from it."

"At that time, spiritual power was abundant, there were many people who ascended, good and bad characters were mixed, and the fairyland was full of fame and fame... I mean, people with high and clean morals don't welcome those with low character, so a 'Xianmen' was established, and then cast I bought five 'Keys of the Immortal Gate' and distributed them to different people, representing the power of the human world. If an ascender can ascend through the immortal gate, it will be recognized by the human and immortal realms, which is a great honor."

Chu Zhaoliu felt a little unbelievably funny: "Seniors are really idle."

Gu Junyi smiled: "The main content of this sacrificial article is the ceremony where the fairy world bestows the key to the worldly dynasty. Ten thousand years ago, Suyang was the most prosperous place, and there was a secular dynasty that ruled the world. Layers of turmoil and division resulted in the Eastern Xia Kingdom and Western Snow Kingdom that you and Xie Ming heard about when they went to Suyang, these descendants don’t know what is written in the sacrificial text, and they probably don’t care too much.”

In this way, behind the huge gate in the underground palace, there should have been a key to the fairy gate?

But when he and Xie Ming went in, they saw only an empty space, and Jiujiu who was restrained by the big formation.

Chu Zhaoliu thought for a while, then asked curiously: "Being begging along the way, you still have time to listen to the gossip, and know the movements of me and Xie Ming?"

Gu Junyi was displeased: "What do you mean by begging along the way? Brother, that's a show, not a body! It's very serious."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the sacrificial oration that Chu Zhaoliu had copied on the stone tablet at the back of the Chu family, and read it carefully.

The content on the stele is very short, and it is also repeated with the one in the underground palace. This time, Gu Junyi read it quickly: "The content is not bad, and the general meaning is 'I have been granted the opportunity to keep the key of the fairy gate by the fairy world, and I am sincerely afraid' .Where did you get this? It can’t be from the Chu family.”

"Exactly." Chu Zhaoliu withdrew his smile.

The ancestor of the Chu family actually kept the key of the fairy gate?

Could the disappearance of his parents be related to this thing?

The man in black should be looking for the key to the fairy gate. What does he want to do?

Could it be... Collect all the keys of the fairy gate, find the fairy gate and reopen the fairy world?

Chu Zhaoliu had a flash of inspiration, and pointed to the circled words on the sacrificial text of the underground palace: "The meaning of these words is 'the key to the immortal gate'?"

Gu Junyi said happily: "My junior brother is really smart."

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't laugh.

These are the few words left by Yao Wang.

This matter was far more complicated than what he and Xie Ming thought, whether it was the identity of the man in black, or the purpose of the man in black.

The three of them were contemplating each other, just for a while, when Jiujiu saw that his father stopped teasing him, he started to stroll on the wine table, and reached the wine glass that Gu Junyi had put aside, after thinking for a while, he suddenly buried his whole head in it .

Xie Ming: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Gu Junyi: "..."

No matter how fast Xie Ming's reaction was, when he brought the little fat bird back, with its ability to eat up the whole campfire in one bite, a glass of wine would be exhausted.

This is strong wine, and Gu Junyi looked so calm after drinking it, because he is an experienced old alcoholic.

The little fat bird has been born for less than two months, less than the size of a human palm, and the whole bird died on the spot.

It stared blankly at Xie Ming's face, opened its mouth, and spat out a wisp of flame: "...嘤!"

It was a belch.

Xie Ming: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu looked at him in shock: "Xie Ming, how did you take care of the child!"

Xie Ming's eyebrows twitched, he picked up the little yellow-haired bird's neck hair, put it in front of his eyes and observed: "Drunk?"

Jiujiu: "Chi!"

Spit out another flame.

The little guy was addicted to hiccups, and while staring at Xie Ming innocently, he screamed and spit out flames.

Chu Zhaoliu was a bit dumbfounded, found the sober medicine from the ring, and threw it to Xie Ming.

Xie Ming took it with one hand, poured out the elixir inside, and suddenly fell silent.

This pill is thicker than the throat of a little yellow-haired bird.

With a little force, he divided the medicine shock into several equal parts, and opened the little guy's mouth.

Before feeding it in, a ray of flame burst out, directly burning the hangover medicine to ashes.

"..." Chu Zhaoliu said, "I don't care, you have to find a way to feed this little guy."

Gu Junyi rested his chin, watched the fun while drinking, and glanced at Xie Ming with interest.

I don't know how many people didn't dare to breathe in front of Xie Ming, but Chu Zhaoliu's tone was so blunt.

The point is, Xie Ming didn't respond to his attitude, as if it was a matter of course.

interesting.

After trying for a while, Xie Ming wrapped the hangover medicine with spiritual power, stuffed it and fed it to Jiujiu.

The method cannot be said to be ingenious, but at least it is stuffed in.

The hangover medicine didn't take effect immediately after taking it. The little broken bird was placed on the table, shaking to and fro unsteadily, taking a step and spitting fire, drunk.

Gu Junyi giggled and said: "It's really a drunk bird. Speaking of which, I have been to a place where there is a famous dish, which is roasted with tender birds and served with sake. It tastes wonderful."

Jiujiu understood that what he said was not a good thing, the bird's eyes rolled sideways, his mouth opened, and he spit out a large amount of fire.

Gu Junyi turned his head to avoid it, and flicked its head amusedly: "You also got this from Suyang?"

Immediately pecked.

Before Chu Zhaoliu could take pleasure in his misfortune, Xiao Feijiu made an unsightly turn on the table, and Ruyan threw herself at him.

Chu Zhaoliu's expression changed instantly: "Xie San, keep your bird away!"

Gu Junyi finally couldn't help laughing loudly: "Sect Master Xie, did you hear that, my junior brother is afraid, put your bird away!"

"..."

For a moment, Xie Ming really wanted to go up Fuyue Mountain with his sword.

With two fingers, he picked up the drunken little fat bird, and said with a blank expression: "Put it away."

The author has something to say:

Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol.

ps: Juvenile birds are not allowed either.