Jiang Xiaobai was lying on the ground, motionless. Li Furong was suddenly startled and hurriedly ran over and helped Jiang Xiaobai up.
All I saw was that Jiang Xiaobai's energy was as thin as a thread and he was dying.
There was a sudden pain in her heart.
I just feel like my heart is beating like a knife.
"Jiang Xiaobai, what's wrong with you? You don't want to die, you can't die." Li Furong burst into tears and hugged Jiang Xiaobai into her arms. The spectacular scenery on her chest pressed against Jiang Xiaobai's face.
"Uh-huh…"
Suddenly, Li Furong heard a struggling murmur, and hurriedly looked into her arms, only to see Jiang Xiaobai opening his eyes with difficulty, and weakly said: "Don't...don't cover me...if I don't die, you will cover me to death." .”
"Jiang Xiaobai, you're not dead. It's great that you're not dead." Li Furong said in surprise.
At this moment, she just felt inexplicably happy in her heart.
"Don't touch me easily. My spine should be broken. I was holding on with one breath just now when I ran for my life. Now that I have let go, I found that my bones hurt so much that they were about to fall apart. That bald donkey was really cruel. I feel good." I'm tired, I want to take a nap, don't touch me..." Jiang Xiaobai said and fainted.
"Jiang Xiaobai, don't sleep, don't sleep, wake up quickly..." Li Furong's big tears slid down her face. She looked at the man with her heart pounding.
"You must not die. I will be here to watch you wake up. I will accompany you..." She placed Jiang Xiaobai on the ground, then pulled some weeds around, spread them around Jiang Xiaobai, and then Jiang Xiaobai's head was resting on her lap, and she just stared at Jiang Xiaobai blankly. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and then flowed into Jiang Xiaobai's mouth.
At this moment, invisible to the naked eye, in Jiang Xiaobai's dantian, the book "The Canon of Mountains and Rivers" was turning gently, and the book was covered with a layer of faint golden light. This golden light was turning bit by bit. Seeping into Jiang Xiaobai's limbs and bones.
…
Under the moonlight.
The three of them stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the mountains.
These three people are none other than Zhao Xiaohu, Mu Yao, and Hou Shaozong.
But seeing that Zhao Xiaohu's eyes were still filled with anger and seemed a little unwilling, he tightened his fist and then released it.
"Damn it, this bastard kid actually escaped. He seems to have used some kind of formation to cover up his energy, but I can't find it." Zhao Xiaohu felt helpless as if he was a dog.
"It's normal. Don't talk about you. If he really escapes with his life, not even the guys from the Taoist Ancestral Court in Xiaoyao Mountain can catch him." Mu Yao gently folded the umbrella in her hand and said, "But he didn't kill him. Jiang Xiaobai and Li Furong, one is the junior uncle of Zhaoxia Academy and the other is the elder of the Taoist Ancestral Court of Xiaoyao Mountain. In fact, it is not bad to kill them. They are neither above nor below, and they have a grudge and a headache."
"Kill, what do you want to say to Egret? There is a saying that you should not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. After all, in terms of seniority, he is your father's uncle." Hou Shaozong suddenly said.
Mu Yao was a little upset, and after a moment she glared at Hou Shaozong fiercely, and said: "Whether you don't open the pot or lift it, it's okay. If you really want to kill him, you will kill him. After all, in the Fairy Town, Egret We have also taken action, let's go, the trouble we have caused this time is a bit big, I'm afraid we won't be able to live in peace for a short time, let's go back to Shenxian Town for a while, and wait to see the good show here!"
Hou Shaozong nodded and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of Tianji Pavilion. There was an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
"It's the mayor and your cheap dad who should have a headache." Hou Shaozong said suddenly.
…
The next day.
Daling Dynasty.
The capital of the country is Yedu.
March 28, the sixth year of Xuanhe.
Next to the palace, there is a majestic tower towering into the clouds, backed by a majestic mountain. It is full of earth and wood, shrouded in clouds and mist, and looks like a fairyland.
This is the white jade temple that the Empress Zhao Suying asked Bailu, a scholar from Zhaoxia Academy who had great fortune and restored the world's swordsmanship, to build it.
The empress Zhao Suying collected all kinds of books from all over the world and put them in Baiyujing. She even shelved all the unique classics of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism in a high cabinet where no one could read them.
This day.
The scholar Bailu is wearing a Confucian shirt and a silk scarf on his head. He stands in the main hall of the library on the first floor of the White Jade Jingguan. He closes his eyes and rests, listening to the whisper of the wind.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of anger suddenly burst out from his eyes. His voice was cold and he whispered: "This bastard girl has caused such a huge disaster."
The next moment, he found a yellowed "Taixu Qi Entraining Jue" from the far left side of the dusty bookshelf on the first floor, patted the dust on the book, held it in his hand, and walked out of the building.
At the gate of Bai Yujing, there was a white-haired old coachman, wearing coarse clothes and linen, with a hunched body, sitting on the carriage, drowsy.
Scholar Bailu got into the car and said softly: "Du Bo, let's go."
The coachman didn't say anything. He opened his eyes lazily, raised his whip, slapped the horse on the butt, and drove forward.
The carriage was very slow, walking leisurely on the spacious and noisy streets of Yedu. There were many wine shops on both sides of the streets, and the sounds of various hawkings were endless. It was a bustling scene with the hustle and bustle of the world.
But it is strange that the scholar and the driver on the carriage did not say a word, as if they should be like this.
The noise around them seemed to have nothing to do with them. It seemed that in their respective worlds, there was only silence. For some reason, this carriage was inexplicably awkward and seemed to be out of tune with this world.
Not long after, the carriage left the city, and the scholar Bailu suddenly said: "Du Bo, tell me, how should I explain to the master? If I kill my family for justice, how should I explain to Yue'er?"
The carriage sped up a little, but the driver hesitated to speak.
"It's his damn secret that must not be leaked again. Du Bo, tell me, what is the meaning of your life? Why didn't Mu Elegy beat you to death, this old guy?" Scholar Bailu said angrily.
"Go to Tianji Pavilion or Zhaoxia Academy? This matter is not trivial. Your master must have deduced it, but she probably won't care. It's not a good thing if she doesn't care. Li Shanshui only has one sister. "The old coachman said.
"Go... to Fairy Town!" Scholar Bailu suddenly said.
"Are you sure?" The old coachman was slightly startled.
"Are you the master, or am I the master?" said the scholar Bailu.
Okay, you're a big bird, you have the final say.
…
Zhaoxia Academy.
Ouyang Xiaoqiao was standing in a study room, with her hands behind her back, holding a book of "Jingzi Poems". She couldn't be too comfortable in the days without her junior brother.
Zhaoxia Academy is still the Confucian holy land where the Daling Dynasty was the leader.
The door is automatic when there is no wind.
A young Taoist priest walked in. He was Li Shanshui, the ancestral Taoist temple in Xiaoyao Mountain. He was a little surprised when he saw Ouyang Xiaoqiao who was still leisurely reading.
"Are you still interested in reading?" Li Shanshui asked curiously.
"Junior brother often says that you should be calm during big events." Ouyang Xiaoqiao smiled slightly.
This smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and Li Shanshui was actually in a trance.
He looked at Ouyang Xiaoqiao up and down, but when he saw the bulging figure, he really wanted to practice dual cultivation with her. He had absolutely no bad intentions, just to achieve enlightenment and ascend.
"Where are the dog eyes looking?" Ouyang Xiaoqiao said coldly.
"Ahem." Li Shanshui coughed to cover up his embarrassment, then walked into the room, sat down at the guest table and said, "Are you really not worried, your junior brother?"
"Haha, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. Don't worry, my junior brother will not die, and your sister will definitely not die either." Ouyang Xiaoqiao said.
"Then I don't care. Let's see how Chen Qiaosheng handles it. If they really violate the agreement back then, I, the Taoist Ancestral Court of Xiaoyao Mountain, will have to ask Chen Qiaosheng about swordsmanship. He is just a mayor. You gave him face." Li Shanshui said angrily.
"Have you finished talking? Why don't you get out after talking?..." Ouyang Xiaoqiao glared at Li Shanshui.
"Do you want to get into bed?" Li Shanshui asked in surprise.
"roll…"
"really?"
"Get out of here, uncle."
The emperor of the Daling Dynasty was furious, and a Taoist priest fled in panic.
…
Cangzhou City.
Outside the Chenghuang Temple.
Judge Wen held a big umbrella, which just covered the City God. At this moment, the City God's face was uneasy. He looked at the official road and frowned from time to time.
"Sir, why don't we go back first? It's not the same thing if you just wait here!" Judge Wen looked at the anxious City God and said.
Lord City God turned his head to look at his own City God's Temple and said, "I can't bear to part with the incense from this City God's Temple!"
There was an old man walking down the official road. He seemed to be walking a little unsteadily, as if he was about to die. He looked like he had not been alive for a few years.
The old man walked straight towards the City God, but he just glanced at the City God casually. When he saw the City God standing there motionless, he couldn't help but glared at the City God and said, "Do you still want to keep your ruined temple?"
"Yes...yes...please, please come with the little god..." Lord Cheng Huang immediately said respectfully.
The next moment, the judge, the city god, and the dying old man turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared here.
Yinsi.
There have been various chief officials and military judges who have been patrolling day and night, and a lot of undercover people are waiting here.
The old man walked into the underworld and sat down unceremoniously on the throne of the City God. The chief officials in the court impatiently said: "Bring all the cases up, I have to see if the matter is serious first." , if I can’t bear it, just ask yourself for happiness!”
Suddenly a Yin messenger came in panic. When he walked to the Yin Si Hall, he saw the people in the hall and the City God below, and felt a little confused for a moment.
But only for a moment, he respectfully saluted the City God and said, "Reporting to the Lord, there are...someone who are demolishing the City God's Temple..."
What?
Lord Cheng Huang was shocked.
At this moment, in front of the City God's Temple, an old man was angrily directing a group of sword-bearing monks with his hands behind his back, shouting: "Smash it, smash it all, smash this broken City God Temple, and destroy the City God statue." I broke it..."
All the monks looked at each other.
"If you don't want to smash it, I'll do it myself." As he said that, he walked up to the statue of the City God and kicked over the altar table in front of the statue of the City God...
