Dragon King relies on green tea

In the spring of the eighth year of Ruiji 350, there was more rain in Yuandu than in previous years. Since the beginning of spring, it has been raining almost every day.

It has been raining continuously for less than half a month, and it is rare for a day to clear up. The sun after the rain is particularly bright and the air is particularly fresh.

However, there are always some places that are corners where the sun never shines.

At this time, on Liuyu Mountain outside the capital city, dark clouds shrouded Liuyu Mountain, and the mountain was filled with a large area of ​​black mist, which was enough to block all sight. Half of Liuyu Mountain seemed to be in the dark night, without a trace Sunlight.

A disgusting stench filled the black mist. Under the really strong wind, apart from the whimpering sound of the leaves being blown by the wind, there was also the faint roar of a tiger.

The thickest part of the black mist was around a man, but he didn't dare to get too close, and circled around ten steps away from the man's body.

After waiting for a long time, seeing no movement from the black mist, Zi Sang Yanshu couldn't help mocking: "It is said that the tiger is the king of the forest, but he doesn't want to be as cowardly as a mouse. You were skinned by me when you were alive, and you became a devil after death." Could it be possible for Ling Nan to take revenge?"

During the discourse, Zi Sang Yanshu had already wrapped the oil-paper umbrella in his hand with spiritual power, and was ready to do it at any time.

At this moment, a sword energy tore through the black mist that enveloped him.

Someone came, and it was a familiar breath.

Sensing this sword energy, Zi Sang Yanshu immediately put away his spiritual energy, concealed his breath and ran out from the torn opening.

The young son of the Hou Mansion, Ye Junche, was sent to Lingming Mountain to practice because of his weak health since he was a child. Because something happened in the court recently, he was recalled to the court by His Majesty.

When he was rushing to Lidu, he passed by Liuyu Mountain and found a surge of devilish energy. The strong devilish energy caused him to go to the mountain to check it out. When he entered the mountain, he found that it was covered with black fog and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He made a hole in the black mist with a sword, and walked along the hole to the place where the devil energy was the strongest.

He vaguely heard a burst of messy and hasty footsteps running towards him, probably a passerby who had entered the mountain and was trapped by a monster.

In order to prevent the monster from hurting people, Ye Junche ran towards the direction of the footsteps, grabbed the man and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a monster, but a person who came to collect monsters."

His reassurance obviously worked, and he felt that the man had settled down a little.

Since ancient times, monsters have hated people who practiced Taoism. They smelled Ye Junche's breath and angered the demon spirits. During the mania, the range of changes in the mountains became wider. The two fought over.

In order to show his fear, Zisang Yanshu held onto Ye Junche's clothes tightly, even though he couldn't see anything in the black mist, people could feel his uneasiness.

Being pulled, Ye Junche couldn't move, but she thought in her heart that she couldn't leave him alone, so she stretched out her arms around his waist, brought him to her side, and swiped all the invisible sand and stones with her sword. Block them all.

After several sword qi passed, all the flying stones were shattered. Ye Junche still didn't relax a bit, and immediately erected a barrier beside Zisang Yanshu, and said: "It's a demon spirit, it's more difficult to deal with. Don't come out here."

"Well, be careful." Zi Sang Yanshu responded in a low voice, loosened the hem of his clothes, stood where he was, and watched Ye Junche's concentration on killing demons with great interest.

The demon has no entity, is illusory, and has no trace. It can be said that the black mist on the mountain is all the consciousness of the demon, and it is very difficult to find the location.

In the vast black mist, not to mention everything can't be seen clearly, even the position of the demon spirit can't be judged by this editor. Ye Junche can only rely on the place where the demon spirit is strong to attack.

Whenever the demon spirit was condensing its demonic energy, it was the place where Ye Junche's sword energy struck.

Under the stalemate between the two sides, the demon spirit could not pounce on Ye Junche, nor could he pounce on the person behind him. He failed to succeed several times, which obviously angered the demon spirit even more.

The black mist began to gather together and turned into a fierce tiger. Only then did Ye Junche realize that this was a demon spirit transformed from a tiger demon after its death, and its cultivation level was not low.

Ye Junche secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately used his spiritual power to draw a few talisman seals and hit them from several angles around the demon spirit, chanting a mantra silently, forming a formation centered on himself.

The devil obviously discovered Ye Junche's purpose, and several strands of black mist once again condensed into four fierce tigers around Ye Junche, intending to surround him.

It takes time for the formation to form, Ye Junche can only use his spiritual power to speed up, but the demon spirit intends to take advantage of this time to swallow him up.

The four fierce tigers were constantly approaching Ye Junche. At this moment, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, as if they came here to help Ye Junche, and a bolt of lightning hit the center of the black mist.

After receiving this blow, the clones of several demon spirits were destroyed without attack, and all dispersed into black mist. Ye Junche also took the opportunity to gather the formation, and rushed towards the same place, completely defeating the demon spirits.

As the demon spirit dispersed, the black mist and dark clouds covering Liuyu Mountain all dissipated, and the soft light sprinkled on Liuyu Mountain again.

After the thunder, the bean-sized raindrops gradually fell, washing away the rotten stench caused by the demons.

The demon spirit is invisible, and when it disperses, it disperses. Ye Junche let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, an oil-paper umbrella was propped on Ye Junche's head to cover off the sudden heavy rain, and when he looked back, it was the man he had rescued.

The moment Ye Junche looked up and saw the face of the visitor, Ye Junche was in a daze for a moment.

Zi Sang Yanshu looked cold and handsome, but a blood-red cinnabar tear mole under his left eye added a touch of coquettishness to the coldness.

A blood-red mole pierced into Ye Junche's heart like a thorn.

Have they ever known each other?

In a daze, Zisang Yanshu's cold voice pulled him back from his thoughts: "Thank you for your help, young master, is there any injury?"

Looking at it calmly, Zisang Yanshu stood in front of him calmly, and he didn't look like he was in a panic grabbing himself in the black mist. If he hadn't experienced the demon together, he would never have imagined how he was grabbing the hem of his clothes Not letting go.

When she came back to her senses, Ye Junche was afraid that she would be impolite in front of people, so she immediately turned her head away, coughed dryly and said embarrassingly: "Recently, monsters are rampant, and it is not safe in the deep mountains. Where do you live, sir, I will see you off."

The proposal was in line with Zisang Yanshu's intentions, and he nodded slightly, saying: "I will live in Lidu City, and I have Mr. Lao."

Coincidentally, it happened that Ye Junche was also going back to Lidu, and he happened to be walking along the way. He always felt a strange feeling around this person, especially the faint fragrance emanating from him, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

The strange feeling caused Ye Junche to involuntarily turn his head to look at the people around him.

The small movements were quickly noticed by Zi Sang Yanshu. He stroked his hair and asked suspiciously: "Master, looking at me like this, could it be that my hair got messy from running just now?"

Ye Junche quickly shook his head and explained: "No, no, sir, his clothes are neat and tidy, his hair is not messed up, and his clothes are neat. I am just curious why you go up the mountain alone. Seeing that you are dressed luxuriously, it doesn't look like you are going up the mountain to collect herbs or chop firewood. Few people will come to the depths of the mountains."

"Go up the mountain to pick flowers." Zisang Yanshu explained, "I have a spice shop in the city. It has been raining for the past few days, so I thought it would be sunny today and go up the mountain to pick some flowers to make incense. I never thought of encountering a demon and lost the flower basket. Not to mention that he was almost killed, it can only be said that his luck was bad."

To be honest, Ye Junche really couldn't believe that this man came out to pick flowers. He was wearing an expensive light blue long-sleeved gown, which was very easy to get dirty, and even the wide-sleeved gown hindered his movement.

After thinking about it, seeing Zisang Yanshu's modest and elegant posture, maybe he likes to be neat and dignified by nature, so he didn't think much about it.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Junche took out a talisman, folded it, put it in a small kit, and gave it to Zisang Yanshu, "There have been many demons haunting the mountains recently, since you often go to the mountains to pick flowers, you must have some precautions." Things are."

When Zisang Yanshu received the kit, he put it in his hand and stroked every pattern in the kit carefully before putting it in his arms, and said with a smile, "Then thank you, Young Master Ye."

Ye Junche was slightly taken aback, and said, "I haven't reported my name, how do you know?"

Zi Sang Yanshu's shallow smile concealed a little bit of cunning, and said with a smile: "Young master's kit has a letter embroidered on it, and there are also pictures and texts of the family. It is not difficult to recognize it."

The kit was brought out from home before he became a teacher, but he forgot that there were pictures and texts of the family on it. At this time, Zisang said in a letter: "My surname is Zisang, and the shop of famous sayings is located in Lingchi Lane, Dongshi City, Lihou Mansion. Not far away, if you have time, you can come to drink tea often."

While the two were chatting, the heavy rain had gradually subsided. When the two looked up, they had already reached the gate of the city.

From a long distance, Ye Junche saw his elder brother waiting for him at the gate of the city.

Apparently Zi Sang Yanshu also saw the carriage of the Marquis Mansion, so he said to Ye Junche, "Thank you for seeing me off all the way, young master. Since I have already entered the city, I think young master still has something to do, so I won't bother you much."

Ye Junche bowed very politely and said, "See you in the future."

When he turned around, he never saw Zisang Yanshu's meaningful eyes: "See you again..."

Ye Junche's elder brother at the gate of the city was already impatient, and seeing him still greeting people, he remembered to go up to him to urge him.

Waiting anxiously, Ye Wenyu was about to write the word anxious on his face: "How did we get here? We have been waiting at the gate of the city for a long time."

Ye Junche had never seen his elder brother so anxious, and Ye Junche faintly felt something was wrong: "Since I received the letter, my elder brother has been urging me all the time, what happened to Lidu so anxious?"

There are many people outside, so it is inconvenient to say more.

After getting into the carriage, Ye Wenyu slowly said in detail: "The Taifu took the prince out on a trip for two years. After returning half a month ago, the prince fell ill. Now the prince has been in a coma for more than ten days. The imperial doctor in the imperial hospital has found nothing for the prince's pulse. , They all said that the pulse condition is calm and there is no abnormality, and nothing can be seen."

There is no abnormality in the pulse condition, maybe it is not because of illness, but because of evil spirits.

The author says:

Zi Sang Yanshu: I'm afraid, I pretend