Everyone owes me a favor

Such as a rare sleep at night, no dreams, no nightmares.

In the early morning of the second day, Feng Ruzhi got up quietly and walked barefoot to the window.

The slight ringing of the foot bell failed to wake up Ruyi, who was soundly asleep, for a while.

The spring is bright and the sky is clear.

A sparrow stood on the window lattice, but it was not very afraid of Feng Ruyuan, and relentlessly pecked at his translucent fingers.

He couldn't touch anything except Ruyi, so the bird repeatedly missed.

"In the first half of my life, I didn't live a very good life." Feng Ruzhi stood next to the window and talked to it: "...you are very good, it seems that no one has hurt you. That's why you are not afraid."

The little sparrow twisted its neck and continued to tentatively peck at his fingertips.

Feng Ruyuan smiled and waved his finger in front of its eyes: "If someone hurts you, how should you fight back?"

As soon as he vaguely heard a human voice, he instinctively moved towards his side.

When he touched the void, his mind returned to clarity in an instant, and he was shocked, and before he could make a sound, cold sweat fell: "Father?!"

After seeing that the man was talking to the bird by the window, the color on his face reappeared, he coughed lowly, and pretended nothing had happened: "Did you get up so early? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Feng Rugu threw the bird out of the blue in an instant, Ding Lingling ran over, threw himself face down on Ruyi, excitedly: "Meow——"

Ruyi fell back on the pillow again, clasped his shoulders tightly, turned his face to the side, and persuaded him bluntly: "Father, don't lose your composure."

In the next second, Feng Ruyuan grabbed his right earlobe with the red mole in his mouth, and bit it gently.

Ruyi couldn't hold it back, let out a low "um", pushed his chest with one hand, but hugged his back with the other hand stiffly.

Feng Ruyuan noticed his overly contradictory movements, leaned into his ear, and said with a smile: "Prudish."

Startled, Ruyi turned to look at him.

At that moment, he thought that Feng Ruyu had recovered.

Ke Feng Ruyuan looked at him calmly, his eyes were so pure and straightforward that Ruyi blush.

... an illusion?

He will simply forget it in a few days...

Thinking of this, Ruyi hugged him tightly, tried to act reluctantly, and kissed his cheek: "You."

Feng Ruyuan was kissed so full of satisfaction, he pressed his face against Ruyi's neck, hooked one foot back quite proudly, swayed it, and the golden bell tied to his foot made a small sound.

Ruyi looked over his shoulder and saw the golden bell on his feet, and immediately thought of what happened last night, he was so ashamed that he immediately looked away, not daring to take a closer look.

He was red with a cold peach face, and asked in a soft voice: "Don't leave me in the future."

Feng Ruyuan looked away, the light in his eyelashes flickered.

Soon, the long eyelashes drooped, hiding the eyes that were hesitant to say: "...um."

The process of the two meeting Lord Yingxu Zhou Beinan and Ghost Lord Lu Yujiu went very smoothly.

It's just that Mr. Yingxu's attitude is not completely happy.

He lifted the gun body upside down, and hooked Feng Rugu, who saw the situation was not good, and wanted to hide behind Ruyi, Zhang Ba hooked Feng Rugu's clothes on the back of his neck, fished him in front of him, and said coldly: "No Die."

Feng Rugu's face was terrified, his eyes were full of innocence, like a cat whose neck has been pulled: "Meow."

Mr. Yingxu got goosebumps from being called out by him. As a senior ghost for many years, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and asked Ruyi: "...What's wrong with him?!"

Ruyi knew that Mr. Yingxu would not hurt him, although he felt sorry for Feng Rugu, he still told him about finding his soul in front of the Green Bamboo Hall after his death, and about his amnesia.

Hearing the word "amnesia", Mr. Yingxu's expression flickered for a moment, as if recalling the past, he snorted, and put away his long gun: "... Forget it, this kid is cheap."

Lu Yujiu spoke for Feng Ruyu: "Don't be so cruel to Ruyu."

Hearing this, Feng Rugu immediately found a new backer, hid and squatted behind Lu Yujiu, only showing half of his face, carefully sized Yingxu-jun.

Lu Yujiu's heart immediately softened, and she comforted him softly: "As before, let's ignore your uncle, ah."

"What's the matter with me? Am I making trouble for no reason, huh?" Jun Yingxu became angry again when he heard this, "I almost went to the upper realm, and asked his master and Qu Chi to come back and uphold justice!"

Lu Yujiu was dissatisfied: "You scared him!"

Lord Yingxu: "I am an elder, why can't I discipline Xu Xingzhi's younger generation?! There is also Sanchai, who vomited blood because of him!"

"Oh..." Lu Yujiu immediately grasped the point of his words, "You care about Sanchai very much."

"I—" Yingxu Jun blushed, "I'm talking nonsense!"

Lu Yujiu couldn't be bothered to quarrel with this stubborn person over such trivial matters in front of the younger generation, so she flipped her long sleeves and put Yingxu-jun back into the precious ring on her ring finger.

The two are the relationship between ghost master and ghost slave, so Lu Yujiu naturally restrained Lord Yingxu.

Mr. Yingxu was suddenly accepted, and he felt completely humiliated in front of the juniors. He remembered whether he gave this treasure to Lu Yujiu or put it on for him. He was filled with grief and indignation, and hopped inside the ring. : "Lu Yujiu, you are finished tonight!"

When Lu Yujiu heard that he dared to speak so freely in front of other people, she broke out in anger, "Zhou Beinan, shut up!"

After taking a breath, Lu Yu Jiuzhong calmed down again, and asked Ru Yidao: "Does he not remember anything?"

After getting Ruyi's affirmative answer, Lu Yujiu stroked Feng Rugu's hair and sighed slightly: "...that's fine."

He asked Ruyi: "Next, how do you do?"

Ruyi: "I will return to secular life from Hanshan Temple and take him away."

He kept his promise, and after ten years of training and teaching, Hanshan Temple has more than two hundred warrior monks patrolling the mountain and protecting the temple, and has a mountain protection formation that can last for a hundred years, so he is no longer needed.

... It's time for him to become You Hongchen, the adoptive father.

Lu Yujiu suggested: "Bring him to my place."

Ruyi hesitated: "This..."

Lu Yujiu said: "At that time, Qinglianggu was willing to withdraw from the righteous way, because he didn't want the people in the mountain gate to be disturbed, and he didn't want to recover the vitality of the Taoist sect with great difficulty, because internal strife caused unnecessary disputes, and he didn't want the other three sects to wait for me. Difficulty. I backed down every step of the way, but the four sects lost an arm. Two years ago, all the sects forced Fengling, if I was there..."

Speaking of this, he rolled up his sleeves and closed his eyes slightly: "Forget it, don't mention the irreversible matter, just talk about the future."

Lu Yu paused for a while, and then said: "...In the future, if other Taoist sects are still in trouble with Fengling, I, Qinglianggu, will not sit back and watch. Ghosts block and kill ghosts, people block..."

His voice turned cold, as if he had made up his mind: "...to kill someone."

Ruyi remained silent.

Seeing his reaction like this, Lu Yujiu had another answer in her mind: "Are you worried about handing him over to me?"

Ru Yi was startled, and immediately denied: "...No."

After a while, he let out a breath and told the truth: "...Yes."

Lu Yujiu has a gentle disposition, originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but realized that his stature was limited, and he needed to stand on tiptoe to pat his shoulders. His appearance was really not very dignified, so he patted his arm instead: "It's okay, ghosts here The air is rich, suitable for him to nourish himself, let's stay for two days first."

Feng Ruyi turned into a cat again, wrapped it around Ruyi's neck, and rubbed it coquettishly.

As soon as he knew it, he passed his fingers up and stroked his neck hair lightly: "Yes. Thank you, senior."

Lu Yujiu waved his hand: "It's convenient to tell me in detail, how did you find him?"

……

After some questioning, Lu Yujiu brought the two of them to the guest room in the valley.

Thousands of ghosts are dormant in Qingliang Valley during the day, the sky is far away at dusk, the cold window is foggy, faint and faint, and there are hidden voices of ghosts singing through the deep valley.

Fortunately, in the land like Yiyi, all the wandering souls retreated, and no one dared to approach.

Seeing this, Lu Yujiu secretly sighed as a young man, pushed open the door of the guest room, and invited the two of them in, while he closed the door again, considerately not disturbing the relationship between the young couple.

The person who made all ghosts dormant, after hanging the "image of all living beings" on the sword stand, rolled up his sleeves and bowed down to make a bed for Feng Ruyu.

"It hurts." Feng Ruyi climbed up Ruyi's back with hands and feet, "Knead."

Ruyi hugged him and gently rubbed the back of his neck: "Did Lord Yingxu hit you?"

Feng Ruyu acted like a baby: "No, but I'm flustered."

Ruyi blushed and looked away: "..." Cute.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ruyuan pulled his face, forcing him to face up to himself again.

He whispered: "Don't be prudish, look at me."

Ru one by one stunned.

Feng Rugu said: "You said it, you love whatever I am. Why don't you look at me?"

Ru's face became more and more red.

...How could he remember what he said a few days ago?

He didn't want to look too shy and timid, so he clenched his palms tightly, took a deep breath, and then focused his eyes on Feng Rugu's face: "Okay, let me see you. You..."

"Hey." Feng Rugu suddenly pointed to his lips, "What is this?"

Ruyi frowned slightly: "Huh?"

When Ru Yi raised his finger to stroke his lips, Feng Ru Gu held his face and said with a smile, "Tell me to go in and take a closer look..."

If you didn't react in time, your lips would be captured by another pair of lips.

The cold breath hit his face, as if he had no strength to parry for a moment, his knees were weak, his toes were slightly raised, and he raised his hand uncontrollably, wrapping around his waist, to prevent him from slipping.

Feng Ruyi deliberately teased and stroked his ears, which made the two numb spots unbearable. He was like a monster that tempted a monk to sink, causing Ruyi's body to tremble step by step.

Waiting for Ruyi to relax completely, the tip of Feng Ruzhi's tongue sneaked out of his mouth.

The tip of his tongue is thin and pointed, a bit like a cat's tongue, as soon as he realized that it was a disrespectful act for him to kiss this thing, his heart surged, he hurriedly backed away, held his heart, gasped for breath, and felt a dark fire in his chest But it is difficult to calm down.

Feng Ruyuan tilted his head: "I ask you, who am I?"

Like a panting sound at the end, anyone who hears his current voice will lose half of his body: "...Feng Ruo."

"Who is Feng Ruyu?"

When his heart was strong, Ru didn't hold back anymore, and whispered in a low voice: "You are my adoptive father, my husband, my master, and half of my soul."

Feng Rugu smiled brightly, and suddenly said: "Then...do you prefer the light of a firefly candle, or the light of a bright moon?"

"you--"

The shock came unexpectedly, and in the moment of shock, Feng Rugu jumped off his lap nimbly, turned around and rolled into the quilt room he had prepared, with his back facing him, and lay down comfortably.

It was like a mess, and for a moment he didn't know which thing to care about: "You remember?"

Feng Ruyuan ignored him and hugged the pillow, as if he really fell asleep.

Ruyi became even more flustered: "Father... as before, listen to my explanation."

He held Feng Ruyuan's arm, his cheeks turned pale from being frightened, and it was difficult to maintain his calm, leaving only a child who was afraid of the anger of his beloved and respected person: "I didn't mean it, don't be angry... "

……

When the two were entangled, Jing Sanchai stepped into the Qingliang Valley, looking relaxed and handsome, with high spirits.

When Fuyi and Lord Yingxu met face to face, Jing Sanchai opened his mouth and said, "Did Feng Dayan come to look for you?"

Mr. Yingxu, who was just released by Lu Yujiu, snorted when he was very angry, and said: "How should I put it, I entered the Tao earlier than you, counting as your senior brother. It's rude."

Jing Sanchai complained: sick.

...Didn't you praise me for being quick and thoughtful before, and avenged you from Mr. Xiaoyao who always called you Fatty Zhou?

But Jing Sanchai is not in a bad mood now, so she doesn't bother to argue with his idiot master.

Moreover, from Mr. Yingxu's attitude, it is obvious that Feng Rugu's soul still exists.

"I contacted my family." Jing Sanchai opened the skylight and said bluntly, "They promised me that they would come forward to help Fengling in case of accident."

Mr. Yingxu glanced at him, and said bluntly: "Did you come here on purpose to brag?"

When Jing Sanchai was exposed by him, she suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "...you... I'm a fool, so what does it matter to you?"

Mr. Yingxu: "It's okay. I just think you look like a peacock."

Jing Sanchai was furious: "You!!"

"Disrespect Master, you are very familiar with blowing beards, staring eyes, and kicking me." Yingxu Jun crossed Erlang's legs, sat down and said, "Since you don't like me, why come to Qingliang Valley?"

Jing Sanchai snorted: "I'm here to find my wife! Don't be too sentimental."

"Okay." Mr. Yingxu stretched out his long arms and put them on the side of the table, "Go, take a second look, be careful that you won't be able to pull out your eyes."

Jing Sanchai was furious when she was ridiculed: "You..."

The next moment, Lu Yujiu was full of thoughts, pushed the door and entered, and was about to call Lord Yingxu, when he raised his eyes and saw Jing Sanchai, his tone softened three points: "Sanchai is here?"

The two immediately died down, and changed from two fighting cocks to two quails.

After Jing Sanchai explained what she wanted in the future, Lu Yujiu nodded: "It's very good, it's exactly what I want."

Mr. Yingxu shook his legs: "Why, I finally know that the appetites of those little pawns in the Taoist sect can't be satisfied by you?"

Lu Yujiu nodded, admitting his mistake: "In the past, I thought too simply."

Seeing his expression, Mr. Yingxu knew that he had something on his mind. He lowered his long legs from his knees, leaned forward, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"No..." Lu Yujiu stopped talking and wanted to speak. He pondered several times in his heart before changing his words, "...Well, indeed, I am very concerned about one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"'I wear a real talisman to enslave all spirits, ascend to the three realms, and go to Hedi City, in a hurry like a law." Lu Yujiu read out a talisman and asked, "Have you heard of this incantation?"

Mr. Yingxu and Lu Yujiu lived with Lu Yujiu for many years, and they were deeply influenced by their ears and eyes. He opened his mouth and answered, "The Curse of All Souls?"

After answering, he glanced at Jing Sanchai triumphantly, to the effect that "boy, you can't do it", with a peacock face full of beatings, Jing Sanchai's fists and teeth were itchy at the same time, and he wished to fight his master on the spot.

Lu Yujiu sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately said again: "Bei Nan, I remember you asked Bo Ning, since returning to Fengling, he was taken to Yusui Lake and protected until the Taoist gate forced the mountain. But this?"

"……yes."

Lu Yujiu said: "You and I both know the terrain of Fengling, and we also know that at that time, in order to protect it as before, Bo Ning sealed the entire chalcedony pool with a formation, but missed the small square deep in the cave of the chalcedony pool. The small passage is the only way to get out as before."

"The trail behind the Chrysoprase Lake leads directly to 'The Still Water Flows Deep'. However, to go from the Chalcedony Pool to the Green Bamboo Hall, you have to go down the mountain from the front. If you go out from the path, and then go to the Green Bamboo Hall, you will go around in a big circle."

Lord Yingxu was at a loss when he heard this: "... Green Bamboo Hall? 'Still waters run deep'? How does this relate to the Curse of All Souls?"

Lu Yujiu directly came to the conclusion: "According to what Ruyi said, he found his old soul in front of the Green Bamboo Hall. And the various characteristics of that formation are completely consistent with the Mantra of All Souls." In front of the Green Bamboo Hall, someone secretly drew Casting the formation of the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse, the creature that had just escaped was immediately and completely introduced into the formation, preserving his soul."

Jing Sanchai and Lord Yingxu said in unison: "What?!"

"That's why I feel strange..." Lu Yujiu frowned slightly, "With his usual physical condition, he could not easily mobilize his spiritual power to go to the front of the Green Bamboo Hall. Otherwise, once the demonic energy leaked out, he would It's easy to be discovered by Bo Ning, and he will be forcibly sent back to Chalcedony Lake."

"So, if you count the time, if you walk alone on your two feet as before, when the Daoist sects gather at the foot of Fengling Mountain and make trouble, you will walk out of the jade marrow pool as before - only when the trouble rises and the disciples of Fengling gather at the Haoran Pavilion At the next moment, the mountain patrol disciple had no time to care whether he was walking around or not—then, he went directly to 'Still Water Flows Deep' and burned it up. After the fire started, he no longer had to worry about his own condition , using spiritual power, came to the Haoran Pavilion. According to this calculation, the time is just right."

Lord Yingxu took the words and summed it up succinctly: "That is to say, as before, I don't have time to go to the Green Bamboo Hall to draw a formation at all?"

Lu Yujiu nodded: "This formation is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it will not be drawn temporarily as usual. The Green Bamboo Hall is where Bo Ning lives. Who can paint this formation in front of the Green Bamboo Hall without anyone noticing it? Waiting for the formation?"

Jing Sanchai was reminded by this, and the more I thought about it, the more mysterious I felt: "Fengling Mountain is a fairy mountain in a blessed place, with excellent geomantic omen, and since the chaos of the Demon Dao, almost no one has died here..."

Lu Yujiu nodded his head preoccupied: "The Curse of All Souls can gather and summon the dead souls of living beings. If it is used in the wilderness and other places, it will have miraculous effects. However, Fengling has remained the same for more than ten years... There is no soul at all. Hire."

As soon as this remark came out, the room fell into silence.

Now that the charm is drawn, it must come in handy?

Who has the ability to predict the death of Feng Rugu in advance?And who has the ability to draw a spell in front of the Green Bamboo Hall to attract Feng Ru's old soul to return?

……

When the three of them also fell into the entanglement of silence in Qingliang Valley, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu settled down in a cave.

Luo Fuchun brought a pheasant, gutted it out, set up a fire, pierced the chicken with a fruit branch, put it on the fire, and sprinkled the ground salt and fragrant fruits one by one.

Compared to before, Luo Fuchun talked a lot less and just kept his head down.

Sang Luojiu wanted to help, but he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Sit down, I'll come."

Sang Luojiu laughed: "Brother, I have hands and feet, so I can help you."

"Master is not here, I am senior brother, I will protect you well." Luo Fuchun frowned, "I..."

"Brother." Sang Luojiu called him softly, "Don't push yourself too hard."

Luo Fuchun replied: "I know."

After saying that, he continued to serve the chicken, and the flames reflected his handsome eyebrows even deeper.

Sang Luojiu stretched her cheeks, observed his expression carefully, and saw that his ears also glowed an unnatural red light.

Luo Fuchun held a piece of hot firewood: "What are you looking at?"

"No ah."

"...you are still watching."

"Brother, isn't he also looking at me?"

Luo Fuchun suddenly turned around to look at him: "I just love to see you, how about it?"

Sang Luojiu has always liked twists and turns, but now that Luo Fuchun suddenly went straight to him, he made an exception and was stunned for a while before he smiled dryly: "Ha."

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Fuchun asked back, "You...don't you have that kind of thought for me?"

Sang Luojiu: "..."

Luo Fuchun saw that his expression rarely dodges, understood his understanding, and said to himself: "I knew you had it too. I have already made up my mind, I have thoughts about you, so I can no longer like girls. When the matter of Master is over, we will help Master and Master After Bo finds out the murderer, I will go to Feihuamen to propose marriage. If your father refuses, I will kneel at the door."

Sang Luojiu: "...?"

Luo Fuchun: "Don't kneel, you are not in good health, no matter if you are scolded or punished to kneel, I will be fine."

"I didn't know..." Sang Luo was stunned for a long time before laughing, "...Brother has so many ideas."

"It's all stupid ideas." Luo Fuchun fiddled with the fire and said sullenly, "I'm not smart, I can only think of these. If you want to make a joke, just make a joke of me."

Sang Luojiu raised his palm that was reddened by the flames, and after a while, he smiled lightly and clenched it tightly: "I won't laugh at senior brother."

He is used to playing charades and scheming with others, and what he loves is playing around, lying, coming and going, and welcoming when he wants to refuse.

When he met this fiery and sincere person like a raging fire, all he could give with all his strength was the truth "I will not laugh at".

Luo Fuchun replied softly: "En."

Sang Luojiu pressed the back of his hand to his cheek, and felt that if he didn't change the topic, his emotions would become more and more difficult to control.

He really didn't like the feeling of being more and more out of control.

So, he said, "Brother, do you think that the person who came to your door a few days ago is too suspicious?"

Luo Fuchun: "Huh?"

"We met a person, that person acted suspiciously, and that person just happened to hold a dagger that was very likely to kill Hai Jing." Sang Luojiu said, "Is there such a coincidence?"

Luo Fuchun blinked his eyes: "The so-called legal net is back, it's sparse but not missing..."

Sang Luojiu looked at him dumbfounded.

Luo Fuchun understood: "Did I say the wrong thing again?"

After saying that, he obediently shut up, concentrated on serving the roast chicken, and frequently looked at each other: You speak, I will listen.

Sang Luo thought for a long time.

In fact, this is just his conjecture.

Maybe that person really had such unlucky luck, and they happened to meet him.

But maybe...

While Sang Luo was pondering for a long time, he suddenly heard a trace of fairy spirit coming from outside the cave, footsteps sounded, and the fragrance of rhododendrons had arrived.

Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu looked at each other, turned over one after another, bowed down and said: "Master."

When Chang Boning saw them, he straight to the point: "Mobai. I have found a clue."

Sang Luojiu was surprised: "...Uncle?"

Chang Boning said directly: "... Tang Swordsman, maybe he is a member of the Unworldly School."