Regarding Mu Qing'er's change, I quickly adapted to it after being surprised. At the same time, I thought to myself, could it be that the former's physique can be possessed by Xianjia at any time?
This is a conceptual problem, because there are two ways to look at things in the body of Xiangtong in Xianjia.
First, Xiangtong recited the "Bangbing Jue" to position the Xian family.
Second, like me, carrying the Immortal Family on my back, I can invite you at any time no matter where you are.
As for people like Mu Qing'er, I initially judge them to be the third type.
That is to say, there is no need to help the soldiers in the battle, and there is no need to carry the Xian family on her back. As long as she wants, she can communicate with the Xian family anytime and anywhere, and invite her to the body in a very short time.
Closer to home
"Fourth grandma, you have a mouth all over me, why can't you just talk about it?"
I flicked the ashes from my cigarette with disdain on my face.
"You are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. You are exactly like your master when he was young. You are not a good person. Fourth Grandma warns you not to have bad intentions before the three conditions are fulfilled."
Mu Qing'er (Huang Si Nai), who was holding the weasel's head, said coldly.
Hearing this, I held my cigarette in my mouth and said, "You have the upper hand now, I admit defeat."
Cluck cluck...
Immediately, Huang Si Nai's horrifying laughter was heard, and everything quickly returned to normal.
"I'm sorry Ninth Brother, Fourth Grandma has a clone of Dao Yuan Shen in my body, so that's why I just..."
Mu Qing, who had returned to normal, lowered her head and said slightly apologetically.
After saying that, I waved my hand disapprovingly.
"It's okay. After all, your status is quite special. It's natural for the old immortals of the Huang family to be more careful. You just have to be careful when going down the mountain. Except for me, no one else should believe it, you know?"
I put out the cigarette butt, stood up slowly and said.
"I listen to you, Ninth Brother!"
After hearing this, Mu Qing'er nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Oh, I thought I could float on my own, but unexpectedly a heavy weight came and sank me."
I picked up a piece of dogtail grass and put it in my mouth. I shook my head and sighed softly as I walked.
"Brother Ninth, what are you muttering about alone?"
From behind, Mu Qing'er followed closely with a cheerful pace.
Time flies so fast, it’s already the morning two days later in the blink of an eye.
At this time, on the road steps at the foot of the Wuxian Temple, I was wearing a black gold jacket, holding a cigarette in my mouth, with my hands behind my back, looking like an arrogant person.
Next to me, Mu Qing'er, wrapped in a fur coat and with a pretty red face, followed me happily. She seemed very happy to be able to go down the mountain.
"The long-lost fresh air, the colorful world, your ninth master is here!"
When I walked down the last step, I looked back and saw that the Five Immortals Temple was completely covered by the clouds and smoke in the mountains.
"Brother Ninth, this is for you!"
However, at this moment, Mu Qing'er suddenly took out a rolled up note from her pocket, stretched out her hand and handed it to me.
Um?
Seeing this, I frowned immediately.
Because I am so familiar with this note!
It's the handwriting of a master. Just the color and the ink writing that can be faintly seen through the light all look so elegant and free.
As a handwriting that I have seen countless times since I was a child, I recognized it immediately.
Unfolding the note, there were only a few short words on it: fishing for the moon in the sea, every three and five.
"Hey, you just came down from the mountain and found a job for me. This old man..."
After reading the content on the note, I took a deep puff of the cigarette. As the smoke dispersed from my mouth and nose, excitement flashed in my eyes.
Mu Qing'er on the side was full of confusion, and immediately raised her hand to snatch the note while I was dazed.
"What does it mean? It's like an incision, but it's also a bit like slang."
After reading it several times, Mu Qing'er finally chose to turn her attention to me.
"You can think of it as a slang term, fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea, which refers to people who work on the waterway. Whenever there are three or five, it means that the person's death is imminent."
I smiled first and then explained to the former.
"It doesn't say where this person is. Where can we find him?"
It seemed that this was the first time Mu Qing'er had heard of such an incision, and she became interested immediately after listening to my explanation.
Hearing this, I smiled proudly and said: "This is the reason why our Five Immortals Temple is on par with your orthodox Five Immortals. Even though this sentence is short, it actually expresses all the meaning clearly."
"Hurry up and say it, I'm almost suffocating myself to death!"
When Mu Qing'er saw that I was trying to whet my appetite, a look of displeasure immediately appeared on her pretty face.
Seeing this, I stopped showing off my puzzles.
"The word Haidilaoyue has two meanings. The first refers to the identity of the other party, and the second is also the location. There is a place called Hongyue Village about ten miles away from us. There is a unique lake in the village. Every night, the moon hanging in the sky will be reflected, so it is likened to fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea."
"Every time three passes five, it means that the person's death is imminent, and it also implies his age and name."
Having said that, I didn't say much. After all, Mu Qing'er wouldn't be able to understand it for a while.
The unique incisions of the Five Immortals Temple can only be understood by oneself. Even if outsiders can guess a general idea after hearing it, they will never be able to guess the details.
"Tsk, you're trying to be mysterious."
Seeing me pretending, Mu Qing'er ignored me.
Afterwards, the two of us went down the mountain, stopped a car on the road and set off for Hongyue Village.
Mu Qing'er originally didn't believe that this village existed before setting off, but the driver's brother actually responded with a smile: "There are still people who know this name these days, but they are no longer called by that name."
At this point, my prestige was gradually established without even realizing it.
Coincidentally, the driver was also from Hongyue Village, but now his name has been changed to Panshi Village.
"Brother Liu, has anything happened in your village recently?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, I handed the driver a cigarette and asked casually.
To introduce, basically all the residents in Panshi Village have the surname Liu, and only a few of them have foreign surnames.
The driver's name is Liu Dazhuang. He comes from the village and currently makes money by running taxis.
"Let's talk about it, it really happened. I heard something strange happened when I returned to the village some time ago, but I didn't ask carefully. After all, who has nothing to do, right?"
Liu Dazhuang took the cigarette and lit it, then rolled down the window, and the smoke he exhaled was quickly carried away by the wind.
"By the way, you two are probably not from the village. Are you here to visit relatives?"
As soon as the car entered the mountain road, Liu Dazhuang couldn't help but ask.
"We went to see something..."
I leaned against the window and slowly blew out thick smoke from my mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Dazhuang's expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise: "Brother, are you the one who took action?"
"Well, this time it was someone from your village who asked me to take care of things. This person's surname is also Liu, and his name should have the word "group" in it."
