Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The last words shocked Chu Zhaoliu for a long time.

The night outside the window is dark and windy, which is suitable for murder and arson.

"Thank you, Sovereign," Chu Zhaoliu took a breath, glanced at the group of mice in front of him, sighed deeply, and asked from the bottom of his heart, "Why do I feel that since we came out together, every time we stay in the inn, we will be very happy." Nothing good happened?"

First, he was poisoned, and then Tan Yuan was transferred away by the bewitching monster in the illusion. This time, it was a good thing, and a group of Xizhou thugs came directly.

He has always been lucky, right?

Xie Ming combed Jiujiu's sleepy feathers lying in his palm, and said calmly, "Maybe it's your illusion."

Chu Zhaoliu murmured suspiciously, turned his eyes back to the few people who were restrained in front, saw a familiar face, and said with great interest: "Aren't you the shopkeeper of the restaurant? Why, the people's livelihood in Xizhou is already so poor. , still have to take advantage of the night to do this kind of work part-time?"

Realizing that the two people in front of him are really difficult to mess with, the shopkeeper forced a pale smile: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Chu Zhaoliu raised Erlang's legs gracefully, propped his elbow on the table with one hand, rested his chin on his palm, and smiled sweetly: "Really, the shopkeeper might as well explain, what kind of misunderstanding is that?"

He pointed to the poisonous mist bomb on the ground, and swept the few people with light white fingertips: "What misunderstanding are you guys?"

There was a chill behind the shopkeeper.

The room brightened up, and he could see clearly, Chu Zhaoliu had a soft smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The man behind who was playing with the little bird had a cold expression on his face, and he casually glanced at him, his eyes piercing his heart.

He broke out in a cold sweat, swallowed dryly, and suddenly fell to his knees with a "plop".

"Two immortal masters, please be the master for us!"

That's a good on-the-spot reaction.

Chu Zhaoliu had a half-smile, "Could it be that you were forced to become a prostitute? I see that you are very proficient in your work style."

The shopkeeper didn't hesitate, just a few porcelain kowtows, louder and louder, which made his subordinates stunned for a while.

"When I saw the immortal master's airy aura, I knew that the two of you must have come from Central Continent! The immortal master didn't know that, if we want to survive in Xizhou, we have to rely on the breath of the demon cultivator. , what those demon cultivators say, we have to do..."

Chu Zhaoliu was bored, so he interrupted directly: "Get to the point."

The shopkeeper's misfortune has not been sold yet, and the rest of the words are choked in his throat. He glanced at his face, dared not convey any more, and spoke faster: "I guess the two immortal masters must be for the legendary Huajianmen. Come on! The immortal master is far away in Central Continent, so he may not know that there are seven elders under the gate of Huajian. One of them, named Yuheng, practices the art of yin and yang, and he likes handsome men and beautiful women the most. He has already disappeared. After a long time, he reappeared in the world recently, and his disciples ordered us to watch out for his prey, and if he conceals anything, he will be severely punished..."

Chu Zhaoliu said curiously: "I see you were very happy when you came here just now."

The shopkeeper was terrified and embarrassed: "I, I see the beauty of the fairy master, and the elder will be overjoyed and rewarded when he sees it, and he will be greedy for a while... But the little one has already known his mistake, and he will never dare again, the fairy master The adults don’t remember the faults of villains, let us small people go!”

He was about to kowtow, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and something was smashed in with a "bang", followed by a gust of cold wind mixed with ice and snow, but before it could enter the room, it was closed again The door of the house was blocked back.

Appeared beside the door was a figure holding a long jade sword with a sword in his hand, and he walked slowly: "Little brother, don't be fooled, this shopkeeper can be regarded as the right-hand man of Elder Yuheng, and an ambush has already been laid nearby." People from Huajianmen."

Chu Zhaoliu looked at Moxiu who was thrown in front of him and couldn't move: "Where are the others? They ran away?"

Gu Junyi wrote lightly: "Kill it, and leave one who can ask questions."

A few people turned pale in an instant.

Gu Junyi has already arrested people from Huajianmen, so he can ask more questions, there is no need to ask a few more ordinary people.

This time it wasn't just the shopkeeper who knelt down, a group of people came to their senses and kowtowed, with tears running down their cheeks: "Master, please forgive me! We were tricked by him. Master Xianshi has a lot of things like this..."

The shopkeeper was furious: "Fart! It's obvious that you begged me to share the pie, and you were the ones who caught me last time!"

Seeing that these people had such internal strife, Chu Zhaoliu was speechless for a moment, rubbing his brows.

As expected of a Xizhou with strong folk customs, all the staff are villains.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at Gu Junyi who didn't intend to participate in the disposal, and sat down to wipe his sword seriously. After pondering for a while, he turned his head and raised his face: "Brother Xie, how do you think we should deal with them?"

Xie Ming stood behind him, lowering his eyes when he heard the sound.

Looking down from this angle, Chu Zhaoliu's eyes are slightly wide open, and the canthus are slightly rounded, showing a bit of blunt cuteness, reducing some of the beauty in the facial features, and because the head is raised, the lips are naturally slightly Open, at first glance it seems very well-behaved and obedient.

Xie Ming's mood improved a little for no reason, he glanced lightly at the people who were dripping with cold sweat, and flicked his fingertips.

A gust of icy air rushed into everyone's mouth, and without waiting for their reaction, it penetrated into the internal organs.

"From now on, each of you must do a good deed every day," Xie Ming said calmly, "Otherwise the internal organs will be corroded by the cold poison, and you will be tortured and poisoned to death, and your body and soul will be wiped out."

Several people knelt on the ground, all stunned.

Gu Junyi wiped the sword without distraction, then raised his eyes to look over, and when he heard Xie Ming's words, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Why bother, I think they are quite reluctant, why don't I be a good person and send them back to the west."

The shopkeeper immediately reacted, and kowtowed furiously: "Thank you Immortal Master for giving me the opportunity! From today on, the little one will change his mind and start a new life!"

Chu Zhaoliu said lazily: "My friend is not good at joking. If you dare to have any evil intentions, I can guarantee that evil thoughts will arise and you will die in an instant—get out."

The shopkeeper hurriedly took the people away.

Several people scrambled and scrambled, ran out of the inn, supported each other all the way, and ran out of the city, looking back frequently, seeing that Chu Zhaoliu and the others had indeed let them go, they were immediately relieved.

It's not like they haven't come into contact with monks before, and they were quite suspicious of Xie Ming's evil curse. One of them had a gloomy face: "These Zhongzhou monks are soft-hearted. Hmph, they dare to make trouble on the territory of Huajianmen. Let's hurry up now." to tell..."

Before the words fell, a chill came out.

The shopkeeper standing opposite him shrank his pupils.

An ice flower sprouted from the seven orifices of the person in front of him. In the blink of an eye, the whole person was covered by a thin layer of ice, and his expression froze, still showing a sinister and fierce look.

"Chen Si?"

Someone yelled tremblingly.

A gust of wind blew, and the ice sculpture fell to the ground with a bang.

With a crisp sound of "bang", Chen Si shattered into countless tiny pieces before their eyes, and dissipated in the air.

Everyone's legs went limp at the same time, and they collapsed to the ground. Looking at this scene, their throats were tight, and they couldn't utter a word. They only felt a chill grabbing all their senses.

—— Evil thoughts are born, and you die instantly.

It turned out that it was not just talking.

in the inn.

Chu Zhaoliu changed his sitting position and lifted the five-sense restraint curse of the demon cultivator on the ground.

Tonight, there were waves of people coming, and there was no rest. Xiao Feijiu was interrupted again and again, opened his eyes unhappily, glanced at Moxiu lying on the ground, and jumped down Xie Ming's palm unhappily, Gliding to the ground, the bird's eyes slanted, looking at the suspected culprit who disturbed its sleep.

The Huajian Sect disciple who was captured by Gu Junyi was young and had a feminine appearance. When he woke up, he found that he could not move, his pupils dilated instantly, and his face was stern: "Who are you, you dare to attack me on the territory of Huajian Sect? Elder Yuheng will not let you go!"

This person's spiritual power is low, but his clothes are decent, which is obviously abnormal in a place like Moxiu, where strength determines status.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were burning like a torch: "Oh? Are you Yuheng's child molester?"

The young man turned pale and pale when he said the word "child molestation" bluntly.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at the big one and the small one at the side, disdaining to watch the little devil's chirping, and snapped his fingers on an idea: "Did you see that evil bird beside you?"

The young man turned his face subconsciously, and saw a small round yellow bird jumping onto his face.

"This bird drinks human blood and eats human flesh. If it doesn't peck people's eyeballs for a day, it will be uncomfortable." Chu Zhaoliu said nonsense solemnly, "Now I will ask you to answer. If you dare to lie, I will let it scratch your face. Your eyeballs pop out."

Jiujiu was very cooperative, and slapped his wings fiercely. Seeing that the young man was still dumbfounded and unresponsive, he opened his mouth and spit out a burst of scorching flames.

There is also a faint smell of alcohol.

What this bird spits out is actually real fire that can burn a cultivator!

The young man's face changed, and he didn't dare to doubt him any more.

The other two people in the room twitched their mouths, remained silent, and allowed Chu Zhaoliu to tell nonsense.

Anyway, he's having fun.

Chu Zhaoliu shook his fan, and asked bluntly, "Has Que Xinluo left the customs?"

The young man's face was pale and pale, and he didn't dare to struggle, for fear that the Jiujiu standing on his nose would really peck him off, or he would burn him with real fire: "Listen, listen to what Elder Yuheng said, the lord has already left the customs. Half a month."

Sure enough.

Master Luo's news is really well-informed.

Chu Zhaoliu hummed, at most he knew this from the disciple, and changed his voice: "Where is Yuheng now?"

The youth is confused.

In Huajianmen's territory, does this person in front of him still want to kill and arrest Elder Yuheng?

Looking for death?

"I'll give you a chance." Chu Zhaoliu leaned down with a smile, and the fan in his hand was so dexterous that it spread out lightly, and it rested on his neck, "You can choose to agree by yourself, or I can help you decide. "

The young man clearly felt the sharp cold light when the fan was attached to his neck.

Just one more inch, and his head will be cut off entirely!

He swallowed tremblingly, his voice changed: "I, I promise, but you have to promise not to kill me!"

Chu Zhaoliu rolled his eyes and said, "Okay."

If it wasn't for not wanting to use the evil and poisonous forbidden technique of "searching the soul" in front of Xie Ming and Gu Junyi, why bother.

This kind of oath-like words has certain restrictions on those who practice the Tao, and frequent breaking of promises will damage the luck of the Tao. The young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The news came from this city today, saying that we have found a few stunning beauties. It can be delivered within a day, and the elder should wait in the sub-helm right now."

Chu Zhaoliu straightened his back, rubbed the bones of his neck, and sighed: "It seems that I don't have to rest tonight."

Seeing that his complaints seem to be true or false, Xie Mo thought for a while, and his eyes fell on the blood-red earrings that were slightly swaying because of his movements: "You sleep, I will catch him."

Chu Zhaoliu: "Huh?"

Can this be done?

Gu Junyi belatedly felt a sense of crisis that the junior brother would be snatched away, and he came over unwilling to be left behind: "Little junior brother, rest, senior brother will kill the sub-rudder for you!"

Why do you have to compete for this kind of thing?

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but laugh: "There's no need! It's not that I'm crippled and can't walk, so save yourself."

After finishing speaking, with a fan in hand, he borrowed the wind to pick up Moxiu on the ground: "Lead the way."

The young Moxiu was terrified. Hearing them casually saying "catch him" and "destroy the sub-rudder", it was as easy as catching a chicken to kill. Lead the way.

Jiu Jiu cooperated with the performance, but did not return to Xie Ming's arms. After being rejected by Chu Zhaoliu countless times, the little guy was also experienced and kept a safe distance from Chu Zhaoliu. His stalwart mother chirped.

Chu Zhaoliu looked down at it: "Little friend, you've been spoiled by your father, can't you fly?"

Jiujiu tried his best to thump twice, but he didn't fly up, and lowered his head low.

Chu Zhaoliu sighed: "Don't sleep on your father all the time, how can you sleep at your age? You'll be a wild chicken in the future."

Jiujiu suddenly became excited, Jiji waved his little wings: Jiujiu is impossible!I am Phoenix!

Chu Zhaoliu was about to smile: "A phoenix that can't fly is also a chicken, don't you think it's even more embarrassing?"

Chirping bird body startled.

Xie Ming and Gu Junyi followed behind, watching Chu Zhaoliu pretending to threaten the child who was only less than two months old, and did not stop him.

Gu Junyi glanced at Xie Ming: "Don't you have a bad relationship with my junior brother? Why do you still follow my junior brother all day long?"

Deliberately biting the word "my family", a little smug.

Xie Ming's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was calm: "Really? Maybe because he is also 'my' junior brother."

Only then did Gu Junyi think of the short-term relationship between the brothers and sisters, and snorted disdainfully: "Really, then I will show you, whose family is the junior brother. Guess we invite the junior brother to share with you at the same time." Cheng, who will the younger brother choose without hesitation?"

The sub-rudder is outside the city, quite far away, so you have to go forward with the sword.

Chu Zhaoliu is not good at conveying spiritual power for a long time, and he is also lazy in his bones. He turned around and wanted to randomly choose a lucky friend to take him with him. When he turned his head, he saw two people behind him who looked like gods, one on the left and one on the right. , waiting for him.

"..."

This scene is somewhat familiar.

The last time Chu Zhaoliu chose Tan Yuan, the consequence was that Xie Ming ignored him for a few days.

You have already brushed off someone's face once, so you can't refute it again and again, right?Otherwise, where will Master Jianzun put his face.

Besides, the two of them have been out together for so long, Chu Zhaoliu has long been used to sharing swords with Xie Ming.

So Chu Zhaoliu didn't hesitate, walked to Xie Ming's side familiarly, touched the hilt of Minghong's sword, and got an eager response from the sword spirit, and smiled: "Let's go."

At that moment, Gu Junyi was very convinced that Xie Mo's eyes flashed a flash of sarcasm and complacency.

His confident smile froze at the corner of his mouth: "..."

Junior brother? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Xie Ming: Looks like it's my junior, not your junior. (laugh)