Looking at each other for a moment, Rong Shuzhi realized that Xiao Ni'er's eyes in front of him were full of doubts and curiosity. He didn't recognize him. It was probably Zhang Guanzhu who was causing trouble. He didn't know what he said. He first thanked Shu Cheng and the others and invited the three of them. Confucianism cultivators from the Academy Branch entered the room.
Shu Cheng chuckled and said a few polite words, instructing Rong Shuzhi to entertain the distinguished guests, and the three of them handed over and left.
"Xiao Ni'er, you are still the same. How is Yang Chun? Please come to the house."
Rong Shuzhi smiled and stretched out his hand to invite him. A few fingers of his right hand flew up and down, making a special gesture like mountains rising and falling. He immediately put it away and looked at Xiao Ni'er, his eyes full of the happy smile of relatives and friends after the disaster.
"Uh wow... Oh my god, you're still alive..."
Xiao Ni'er jumped up with excitement, her eyes sparkled like gems, she opened her arms and swooped down, throwing herself into his arms excitedly, knocking the fat young Confucian cultivator with low cultivation level onto his buttocks and sitting on the ground. A solid fall.
"Shh...naughty!"
Rong Shuzhi was also very happy. He stretched out two fingers to stop the little girl from speaking out. He didn't want to make it known to everyone, so he stood holding the little guy who was squealing and sticky and couldn't put it down. rise.
Lu Zijin was stunned when he saw it. It seemed that there was no need to tie him up anymore. It was still a matter of debate whether Xiao Ni'er could go back or not.
"What do you call your distinguished guest... Hey, it's you!"
Rong Shuzhi hugged the little Ni'er who was still hanging on his body, and asked the big black man with a smile. He didn't have any cultivation, but his vision and brains were there. He suddenly saw the big black man's heels and feet in front of him, whose breath was restrained and not even half of his body was exposed.
He had often seen donkeys in his remnant state before, and his eyes were very familiar to him.
"It's strange, how come you know everything? Who are you?"
Lu Zijin followed him through the door, muttering in his mouth and thinking hard in his mind, who is this mysterious guy?
One thing is certain. This young Confucian monk is familiar with Xiao Ni'er and the Water Goddess. He is also a figure from more than 500 years ago. How could he possibly know him?
The old gatekeeper closed the door and retreated into the gatehouse to take a nap. There was no need for him to wait on the young master.
After entering the living room and placing the ban, Rong Shuzhi persuaded Xiao Ni'er to get him down, boiled water to make tea, and casually asked Yang Chun and Xiao Ni'er how they were doing. He already knew some of the past things.
Xiao Ni'er returned to her original shape, with a red fish tail exposed from the hem of her skirt, swimming happily in the elegant room.
She made the empress angry, and she often went to Mu empress's house and Zhongshan God's temple to hide. If there were any delicious or fun things, Zhongshan God and Qiuyun empress would bring them to her, and they pampered her so much that even their own empress They were all jealous and said they would give her to the childless Empress Qiuyun and Zhongshan God as their daughter.
The past is gone, and five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
"What? Yang Chun is getting married. Haha, that's a good thing. She has such a high vision. Whose handsome man did she fall in love with? I must go. With her temper, I dare not go. Did she order you to take me away? Tied up?"
When Rong Shuzhi saw the little girl looking miserable, he asked, "What's wrong? Tell me what kind of injustice you have suffered? Is your uncle ugly?"
"It's not that ugly, I... my wife is getting married, I'm just not happy."
Xiao Ni'er pursed her lips, mist swirling in her eyes.
Rong Shuzhi rubbed the little girl's head and comforted her warmly. He understood Yang Chun's intention of sending the little girl here and asked him to enlighten the unhappy little girl.
This matter was originally handled by Mulia Hua, but since I heard that there was a gap between Yang Chun and Muli Hua.
Then come on, he felt sorry for the helpless look in the little guy's eyes.
Lu Zijin slapped his thigh, and through the few words exchanged between the two of them, he finally guessed who the young Confucian scholar in front of him was.
"You are the mountain god that the viewer kept in a bottle! Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"
"you are welcome!"
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It took three days for Zhang Wenfeng and his party to walk through the ups and downs of the mountains.
Let Qian Jing and the three of them see the mountain ghost spirit that can change color, hide invisibly and stir up the mountain wind, the natural enemy of the vegetation spirit that catches shadows, the grass ghost snake that chants a curse to hurt people invisible, and all kinds of strange little monsters. It was an eye-opener for them.
Returning to Biyifeng on the way back, looking at a group of Shanze wild cultivators who were chasing and fighting over the mountains in the distance, Zhang Wenfeng felt like he had gone back in time and had a familiar feeling. He passed this place several times, and it seemed that he would encounter something.
Seven or eight people were chasing and intercepting a man wearing a black mask.
The man was covered in scars, his gray robe was stained with blood, and only half of the sword in his hand was left. The situation was precarious. Seeing the group of people below, the burly man seemed to have found a savior, and shouted hoarsely: "Daozhang Zhang, help!"
"Fan Chongfeng, why is he still hanging out in the wild?"
Zhang Wenfeng was slightly surprised. He recognized that the other party's voice was the spy arranged by Protector Xie to break into the wild. He had met him several times in the wild. He heard that the hollowed-out spar mine by the Liuzhi River belonged to Fan Chongfeng. Great contribution.
It is said that with such great achievements, more than ten years later, shouldn't they still be dispatched as spies in the wild who cannot see the light of day?
"Lu Huan, drive away those wild cultivators and save people."
Zhang Wenfeng ordered.
His life was too miserable. After so many years, he still hadn't reached the stage of perfection. He was haunted by evil and resentment. If he hadn't happened to pass by, Fan Chongfeng wouldn't have been able to pass this test, and he had to be told to eliminate the disaster here.
The mountain badger turned into a black shadow and flew several miles away.
There was a burst of "bang bang", "click" and "ouch" noises. The eight people who were surrounded and killed were unable to fight back. They didn't even have time to run away. They were all knocked up by the mountain badger and thrown high into the air, towards the other side of the mountain mist. Many people fell down, suffered broken tendons and fractures, and the screams were endless.
After being hit by a mountain badger, several wild cultivators estimated that it would take at least more than a month of treatment and training to recover.
This is because the owner of the temple specifically ordered to "drive people away". The mountain badger restrained his strength and did not dare to use too much force. Otherwise, where would the whole corpse be left?
Wearing a mask, Fan Chongfeng held the hilt of the broken sword with both hands to support his body. He panted and used his skills to stop the bleeding from many wounds. He looked at the mountain badger, which was taller and stronger than a bear. In just a few breaths, he killed all the hunting wild beasts. Xiu crashed and flew, coming and going like the wind, saving him from the edge of life and death.
He swallowed hard. Back then, he had seen a mountain badger that was as big as a dog and had not yet advanced to the second level.
Now and then, he was struggling to survive and was no better than a mountain badger. There was such a huge gap, and he couldn't help but feel sad about it.
After adjusting his breath for a while, the masked man put his sword into its sheath and flew swaying towards the foot of the mountain several miles away. When he saw Guanzhu Zhang waiting under the shade of a tree, he bowed and said, "Yexiu Fan Chongfeng, thank you Taoist Zhang for your life-saving help. Please wait and report again later!”
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to support him and said strangely: "Aren't you working as a patrol officer in Nanjiang Prefecture? How did you become a wild cultivator?"
It is not fun to lose your status as a monk in the Da'an Dynasty and become a precarious wild monk.
"Hey, it's hard to explain. It was exactly what Xie Yuan had planned for me at the beginning. Unfortunately, after Xie Yuan left office, I was framed by villains. Even my identity as a spy in the wild was revealed. As a result... I was assassinated by bandits and my family was destroyed. , it was so miserable that I was forced to do nothing, so I stabbed myself in the face, disfigured myself and fled into the wild. Later, I was hunted down by Yamaze Yexiu in revenge, so I put on a mask and hid, and I didn’t have a good life for a few years. , If it weren’t for Taoist Zhang’s help, I would have been handed over here today.”
The man took off his blood-stained mask, and his face was covered with dark red scars that were visible to the bones. He looked so ferocious and scary.
Qian Jing whispered, not daring to look any further.
Zhang Wenfeng waved the three women aside to wait. He originally had no intention of meddling in other people's business, but he happened to meet a spy who risked his life and death for Da'an and ended up in such a miserable state. He couldn't explain it without asking.
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