The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

The two faced each other, Zong Wu paused for a long time before opening his mouth.

He said: "Left and right are all a matter of dreaming, forget it and forget it."

The young man remembered that Ji Sheng had persuaded him in the same way back then.

——The left and right are all matters of the dust domain, forget it and forget it.

But how can you forget?

He really wants to figure out the matter of Du Jie now.

Qi Wushen then asked: "Master, what about Bai Bai?"

Since what happened last night, he has never seen that silly bird again. Blood Moon and those things are making such a fuss, and he doesn't know if Bai Bai is involved in it, and whether he is safe now.

When this matter was mentioned, Zong Wu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, as if he had a headache.

"What?" the boy asked with concern.

I only heard Zong Wu say: "I don't know where it went. I have sent it a secret fragrance for communication since the morning, but there is no news until now."

Qi Wushen looked out the window, it was almost noon now, it was really strange not to contact him for so long.

The boy asked: "Master, when was the last time you saw Bai Bai?"

Zong Wu pondered for a moment, before he opened his mouth: "Last night, when I discovered the tricks that the monster played. When I went out, it told me that there was something different in the garden in the southeast corner of the house."

Then he went over there, saw the stage, and the puppet of General Yi who had no shadow.

Zong Wu thought of this, and suddenly discovered the problem.

"No." He frowned and said firmly, "I didn't "really" see it at the time, I just heard the sound and saw a red shadow, I thought it..."

Zong Wu paused and continued: "I thought it was unwilling to appear in front of me because of the knowledge of the sea."

"Ah..." The two of them realized the problem almost at the same time.

The "Baibai" at that time may not be the real "Baibai", but someone borrowed its voice, just to trick Zong Wu to the stage.

If Qi Wushen just suspected that Master might also be targeted by that silk thread, now he is almost sure.That thing took a lot of trouble to lure Zong Wu over, and it was impossible to do nothing.

He thinks it is more likely that their target is the master from the beginning to the end, and the reason why Ji Sheng is entangled is purely an "unexpected harvest", at best it is just an extra snack after dinner.

"Master, I've offended you." Qi Wushen suddenly approached Zong Wu, his whole body was attached to Master's body, his hands were inserted under Master's armpits, and a pair of dexterous hands began to caress from the position of Master's back waist as if caressing.

Zong Wu froze instantly, not knowing what the little apprentice was going to do now.This kind of skin-to-skin contact through clothes has never happened before.

When the little apprentice crossed the catastrophe, he was still young, his skin was very thin, and he would not take the initiative. Apart from doing business, the two of them actually had very little extra contact, even the contact of a kiss.

Of course... There is also a reason why Zong Wu himself is unwilling.

——He thinks that making/love is just making/love, why make those extra touches that don't involve the key, it's superfluous and unnecessary at all.

As for yesterday...

Ok……

Qi Wushen's little gestures are actually many, caressing, comforting, and seductive.

But those are all flesh-and-blood contacts, even if they are seductions, they are direct and undisguised.

Now this kind of teasing through the clothes is completely different.Although the current feeling is not clear and intermittent, it has a feeling of wanting more.

Zong Wu's breathing stagnated, and his whole body froze. All his thoughts and blood rushed straight to the top of his skull, making him feel weak under his feet.

He felt like he was about to drown.

Zong Wu never felt that he enjoyed caressing. Although he did have a reaction yesterday, and the reaction was not small, he felt that it was caused by the poison of love, not his true feelings.

just now...

he……

"You..." Zong Wu tried hard to make his breathing less obvious.

At this moment, the boy spoke in his ear.

"Master, relax, be good."

The boy's "coaxing" pampering words immediately brought him back to yesterday's flirting with each other, and... hysteria.

Zong Wu felt his throat was a little dry.

He seemed to have completely forgotten to think, and only felt that his body was very hot.

call--

The body of the young man in front of his chest left suddenly, Zong Wu didn't feel relaxed, but felt as if he had lost something.

"Master, I have touched it."

The young man grabbed a thin transparent thread and placed it in front of the master like a treasure offering.

really--

Those things are also attached to this master, but "they" are not "a little hasty" like the silk thread on Ji Sheng's body, but they are organized and disciplined and do not move.

Zong Wu lowered his eyes to calm himself down.

He looked at the thin line and finally realized something.

——Just now the little apprentice deliberately approached him not for anything else, but to find this thing hidden on him.

At the same time, Qi Wushen also realized something.

He belatedly apologized: "Master, I'm sorry, this thing is a bit 'scaring', if they 'heard' that I was going to arrest them, they would have already run away. "

The young man was not lying, he just walked up to Ji Sheng yesterday, and within the time he said a word, those things wanted to run away with a "squeaky" sound. Fortunately, he saw the location of the silk thread early in the morning, otherwise it was really Nowhere to catch.

In the situation just now, he did not intentionally get close to Master.It's just that he doesn't even know where the silk thread on Master's body is. If he made it clear that he wanted to investigate, the silk thread would definitely escape temporarily, or hide it deeper. , the boy chose to do it first, and then expressed his intention.

Of course, this also depends on the trust between their master and apprentice.

Qi Wushen believes that with Master's intelligence, he can definitely see his purpose.

It's just... why does it feel that the current atmosphere is not right?

"Master, why are you blushing?" Qi Wushen asked in puzzlement.

Zong Wu's face, which was usually so pale that there was no blood in it, was abnormally rosy at this time, as if blood was about to drip out.

It does look healthier than before, but...

The young man suddenly thought of something, then knelt down on one knee, grabbed the master's jade hand, and said very seriously: "Does the master need that again? I want my disciple to help you relieve it now..."

"Shut up." Zong Wu's face turned from red to blue visible to the naked eye.

Ok……

He understands that he should avoid being alarmed.

It's just... what happened to my reaction just now?

He actually felt that the little apprentice was coming... him.

Zong Wu took a deep breath, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts, and said: "You have to watch the line, I will go to the tree yesterday to find traces of the flamingo."

"Here."

-

Qi Wushen thought for a moment, he couldn't carry the silk thread on his body, if the silk thread exerted force suddenly again, the previous situation would reappear.

——The thin thread wrapped around his hand and cut his palm, forcing him to let go.

"Where do you put it?"

The boy walked half a circle around the room and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

After half a stick of incense, the boy looked at the "masterpiece" in front of him, feeling particularly accomplished.

In the room, table cases, carved beds, bookshelves, wooden cabinets, wherever there are "feet" or "holes", there are traces of this silk thread.

——Either passed through, or tied to it, in short, the whole room was connected like a "pansi hole".

Still missing a glamorous fairy.

Reminiscent of the scriptures he had read in the past, the boy thought so.

But he thought about it again, the goblin lives in the Pansi Cave, and the master also lives in the "Pansi Cave". If you round it up like this, isn't the master equal to the goblin?

The pictures of goblins in the storybook flashed in front of my eyes. Those charming things always have long legs and thin waists, with charming expressions, seductive, provocative, and breath-taking.

Look at the master again, he is cold and distant, except for his long legs and thin waist, he is quite different from the goblin in the storybook.

But... not necessarily.

When the master's flower-stem-like jade legs hooked him yesterday, he was indeed quite... demonic.

Cough, cough, the young man coughed to regain his mind.

As far as that point of similarity is concerned, even if the master is a monster, he is still a monster and not vulgar!A person like Shizun has nothing to do with the slutty goblin in the storybook!

Ah, no, bah bah bah.

How could he use such obscene thoughts to blaspheme his master who is as tall as white jade?

Qi Wushen stabilized his mind, he was very gentle when he pulled the thread just now.According to his guess, the length of the silk thread should be lengthened or shortened as Zong Wu moved.

No, he imitated the feeling of Zong Wu's movement, and kept pulling and pulling, and finally entangled into a "pansi hole".

He stroked along the source of the silk thread, and found that it didn't take long for the thread to disappear in mid-air.Not only can't see it, but also can't touch it, it should be some kind of magic method.

Studying the end of that thread is time-consuming and useless.

What the young man was sure of was that if the opponent didn't "broke his arm", he would definitely be restricted by the part fixed in the "Pansi Cave", so he wasn't worried.

The young man closed the door, and thoughtfully pasted a "note" on the door to be careful about entering and exiting, so as to prevent others from accidentally entering and being injured by the silk thread in the house.

-

Under the lush giant tree, the man in crimson stood silently. He looked up at the canopy of the tree that covered the sky and the sun, but the expression on his face was not pretty.

"Master, is there any trace of Bai Bai?" The boy walked towards the master stepping on sawdust and weeds.

"No." Zong Wu shook his head, his eyes were briefly on Qi Wushen, and then he looked back at the tree.

"Master, but what clues are there in the tree?"

The young man couldn't help asking questions when he saw Master watching so carefully.

Zong Wu still shook his head: "No."

Qi Wushen: "Then what are you looking at?"

"I'm thinking about how to climb up, where it was before." Zong Wu stretched out his finger, and it was somewhere a few meters higher than the bedroom.

Qi Wushen: "..."

After a pause, he said again: "You...you can use the immortal method."

He didn't understand how such a trivial matter would make it difficult for the Tianque High God, one of the best in the Nine Heavens, to become what he is now.

I saw Zong Wu glanced at him with extremely cold eyes, he raised his hand, rubbed his two fingers together, and pinched the simplest lighting formula with one hand, the result...

Nothing happened.

Thinking of what happened in the bath in the morning, Qi Wushen realized: "Master still can't use spiritual power?"

He thought it was an accident before, or it was because the master didn't bring the ultimatum jade wat with him.

……wrong?Yiwen Yuhu?

It was only then that Qi Wushen realized that they descended to the earth privately, and they didn't have Wen Yuhu at all.

Don't say it's a mystery that Master can't use spiritual power now.

He didn't even understand why Master was able to use spiritual power all of a sudden.

Zong Wu said slowly: "It's not that I can't use my spiritual power at all."

"That is?"

"It's time and time doesn't work." Zong Wu snapped his fingers again, and this time the flame was pinched out, but the flame was extremely small, as pitiful as a disliked firefly, the one missing three legs.

Zong Wu paused for a moment and said, "Two or three times out of five times, I can succeed, but it's extremely unstable. Sometimes the Qi just gathers and then dissipates, and sometimes the Qi doesn't gather at all."

Qi Wushen understood that although Master is not completely unable to use spiritual power, the current situation seems to be more dangerous than being completely unable to use it.

For example, if Zong Wu used this spiritual power to climb a tree, he leaped from one branch to another in a superficial way, but he walked halfway, and before he stepped on the next branch, he fell down from midair with a "slap" , how dangerous is that?

Moreover, the master is still pregnant with the child, so with such a shake, even if the master is fine, the child may not be fine either.

Yes, boy.

Qi Wushen recalled yesterday's emotional moment, and the advice that the master has not forgotten.

"You take it easy, be careful, kid."

The young man had to admit that he did have a moment of jealousy, because even at that time, the master hadn't put his heart and soul on them.

But soon, that jealousy disappeared.

You know, for a young man who has just started eating meat, it is already very difficult to hold back his physical instincts and try to control himself to be lighter.In that case, nothing else was on his mind, let alone jealousy of the child.

But... Having said that, Qi Wushen actually felt a little guilty.

Although he was really trying to control his strength, he still couldn't hold back and was driven by instinct to pursue faster, farther and stronger.

The young man knew very well that he was helping the master and solving the master's physical problems, and he should not go beyond.But after all, it was that kind of thing, and he couldn't proceed calmly and without emotion like serving tea and pouring water.

So what he can do is to make up for it afterwards.

"Master, is your child alright?" the young man said. He remembered that the book said that the fetus is unstable in the first trimester, so it's best to avoid such things.

"Huh?" Zong Wu glanced lightly, wondering why Qi Wushen mentioned this suddenly, he had no intention of discussing the child's affairs with anyone, especially the little apprentice.

Qi Wushen asked a few more shallow questions, and finally figured out the situation in front of him.

——It turned out that the reason why Master wanted to find Bai Bai was that Bai Bai could find out why he couldn't use his spiritual power now by checking his blood.

The only problem now is...

If you want to find Bai Bai, you have to use spiritual power first.

However, to use spiritual power, one must first find Bai Bai.

Ever since, the cause and effect of the problem are connected, and it seems to be in a deadlock, which cannot be solved at all.

After another pause, the young man suggested: "Master, after we found that evil thing on the stage just now, I asked Xiaoji to contact the Immortal Ji Ce from the Nether Mansion of Styx River. The Immortal Ji Ce It must be possible to use spiritual power, why don't we go to the chicken to see the result first?"

Hearing this, Zong Wu nodded, and the two moved towards Ji Sheng.

-

Somewhere in the house, outside Ji Sheng's room.

Xiaozhu hugged the child and looked at the scene in front of him with a tangled face.

In front of the Jiujixie Hilltop House, the doors and windows are tightly closed, and it is obviously dark in the room during the day. Not only that, gray-white smoke is continuously emitting from the gap between the door and the window, as if it is about to explode.

Outside the door, Xiaozhu made a simple mask for the child with the cloth he had prepared before, and then shouted into the house with a little worry, "Little Xianjun, what is your smell? Don't, don't burn the house down. "

However, no one responded.

At this moment, Qi Wushen and Zong Wu walked side by side from outside the courtyard.

"Are you begging for rain?" Qi Wushen opened the door with both hands.

The already thick smoke rolled towards him, but the boy's first reaction was to cover the mouths and noses of the people around him with his sleeves.

"Master, this smell is choking, you wait outside."

Zong Wu said nothing, and lightly threw a piece of talisman paper. When the yellow talisman touched the smoke, cracks sparkled like lightning. After a while, the smoke that came out gathered again along the direction it came from.

After a while, the smoke in the entire room was restricted by the yellow talisman, forming a palm-sized smoke ball.

Qi Wushen and Zong Wu walked into the room, only to see Ji Sheng was leaning against the table, coughing badly, apparently smothered by the smoke.

"Ahem, cough, this incense is almost burnt out, why is there still no figure of Immortal Ji Ce?"

In Ji Sheng's hand, he held a piece of Xiyingxiang that was the length of his thumb, and the expression on his face was not only puzzled, but also painful.

Zong Wu moved lightly with lotus steps, walked in front of Ji Sheng, leaned over and "intercepted" the small piece of evening fragrance and put it in his waist pocket.

He said again: "Xiyingxiang is not used in this way."

Ji Sheng scratched his head, and respectfully said "Zunjun" to Zongwu.

I have to admit that he really doesn't know how to use this incense. After all, the number of missions he has gone out to the lower realms is extremely rare. This kind of trivial matter is not his turn at all.

It was also because of this that when Xianjun Ji gave him the incense, he said it lightly, making him think that the usage of this thing was to light it directly.

Zong Wu and Qi Wushen looked at each other.

The young man tacitly accepted the hint from the master's eyes, and waved to his friend: "Go to the quiet room, it's more convenient over there."

-

A few people wandered around and came to the quiet room, Zong Wu wanted to bring a talisman paper, and lit a short piece of incense that was not finished.

The head of the incense was burning, glowing with fire, for a moment, Zong Wu blew lightly on the incense, and the ash of the incense fell, just caught by him with the yellow paper.

I saw Zong Wu pressing the talisman paper stained with incense ash on the table where the god statue was originally placed, and writing on the talisman paper with his fingers dipped in incense ash.

Different from Zong Wu's silent and cold appearance, his handwriting can be said to be open and closed, swimming around.If Qi Wushen's handwriting is generous and regular, then Zong Wu's handwriting is a bit wild in its vigor.

He also moves a lot when drawing symbols. His upper body drives his whole arms to exert strength, but his chassis is extremely stable, which forms a sharp contrast with his slender figure.

The broken hair on Zong Wu's sideburns fluttered slightly with the movement, and the whole person looked graceful and handsome, and he was no longer sick before.

This is his master.

The young man held his chin, staring in a daze.

The master is really handsome and beautiful, combining the handsomeness of a man and the softness of a woman at the same time. Not to mention that it is hard to find such a temperament in the Nine Heavens, there is no other in the entire Six Realms.

At this moment, Ji Sheng tugged on his sleeve.

"Tell me about it? Tell me about how that incense is used."

"Easy to handle." The boy patted his chest.

Xiyingxiang needs to be used together with the corresponding talisman, and what Master is doing now is to draw talismans.

The so-called talisman is divided into four parts, namely, the head of the talisman, the gods sought, the talisman of the talisman, and the tail of the talisman.

Following the movement of Zong Wu's writing, Qi Wushen explained one by one beside him.

"Look at the part that has been written on the top, it is the talisman, and it is written with such clichés as "Supreme Taoist Lord" and "Sanqing Tianzun Mingjian", there is nothing to say. "

He said again: "Now what the master wants to write is the name of the person he is looking for, that is, the Immortal Ji Ce, called... called..."

Qi Wushen was stunned for a while, he could only vaguely remember his last name, and the name was a bit vague. At this moment, he saw that Zong Wu didn't even lift his fingertips, and he wrote down "Lu Shuanghua" fluently without even pausing. "Three big characters.

The young man asked unconsciously: "Huh? Master, how do you know the name of that Immortal Ji Ce?"

At the same time, a thought crossed his mind.

Remember Ce Xianjun?

Immortal Recorder of the Nether House of Styx?

What policy do you remember?

Nine times out of ten it is the reincarnation of the world.

If so, is it possible that the memory he forgot during Dujie could also be recorded?