Yushui Night Walk

When Xuanming brought Ling Yun back to the gate of the city, the surrounding red chickens had been cleaned up.A group of monks were tidying up the chaotic scene, and the only one who was doing nothing was naturally the floating dust monk.

Seeing the two of them coming, monk Fuchen raised his eyebrows. "All right?"

"Yes." Xuan Ming replied, "Thank you, monk."

Cultivator Fuchen glanced at the two of them and sighed slightly.

"It's fine as long as there is nothing to do." Layman Fuchen said, "The city is not finished yet, let's stay here for a while."

Xuanming nodded to express his understanding.

At this time, Ling Yun stepped forward and handed the mahogany hairpin.

"You guys were offended yesterday. This hairpin belonged to that young man at that time. Please pass it on to me, monk."

Layman Fuchen saw it, his eyes lit up, he took the hairpin and put it into his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay." The layman Fuchen touched his chin and replied, "I will return it to him."

After a long while, the gate of the city slowly opened, and a cultivator paying respect to Fuchen saluted.

"All the evildoers in the city who are waiting for an opportunity have been captured, and none of them have been missed."

"Yeah." Friar Fuchen nodded, "How's the damage?"

Seeing the eyes of the person who came to report wandering, monk Fuchen immediately frowned.

"Say it."

"Yes!" The visitor hurriedly responded, "More than half were killed and injured, and the loss was heavy."

The voice of the visitor has not yet fallen, but the floating dust has risen.

In an instant, the reporter suddenly fell to the ground, convulsed for a moment, and then turned into a red-faced human.A monk behind finally couldn't help it, covered his mouth and ran outside the door.

"Cultivator has good eyesight." Xuanming wiped off his sweat, he just saw that the person who came was the phantom Chi Chi, and for a moment he was really worried that the monk Fuchen believed his sowing dissension.

"Hmph." Cultivator Fuchen shook the magic weapon disdainfully, "I never use anyone to send messages from the Qingguan Temple."

After finishing speaking, he spread out his hand, holding a beetle in his palm.

"However, the loss is indeed heavy." The layman Fuchen "It seems that several flower shops have been brought in, and the city lord will not have a good face in a while."

The following monks looked at each other in blank dismay, but the monk Fuchen had already strode forward.

At night, the city lord's mansion was gloomy and gloomy.

Although the overall plan went smoothly, nearly a hundred monsters who had sneaked into the residents were caught at once, not to mention there were several song and dance halls he often went to, the city owner was so worried that his hair fell out. a lot.The commotion was too loud. When the residents found out, how would he explain it so as not to cause panic and disturbance?

Besides, how many people have not been caught, and how to deal with the ones that are harmless if caught, just counting casually is a lot of things.

Thinking of this, the city lord glanced resentfully at the junior brother who was playing with the floating dust on the opposite side.This person's strength is indeed obvious to all, but the facts are really unreliable. How could he catch so many people all at once?Wouldn't it be nice to go step by step?

"What are you looking at me for?" Friar Fuchen glanced at the city lord, "It's not my choice, ask over there."

The city lord cursed secretly in his heart that sooner or later someone will be able to cure you, and then looked at Xuanming next to him.

"We can start with the relatives of the captured people." Xuan Ming thought about it all the way, and finally he could only come up with such a plan, "Chiqi likes to live in groups, even if they sneak into the city, they will probably be in groups of two or three. As for explanations from the beginning and the like, find an operator and make up some stories."

Speaking of operator, the younger brother who was playing with the floating dust suddenly took over the conversation.

"Speaking of which, in the middle of the night last night, a child took advantage of the chaos and handed me a letter." Cultivator Fuchen glanced at Xuanming next to him, "It's the one kidnapped by your family."

Xuan Ming smiled, but said nothing.

Cultivator Fuchen felt bored, so he had no choice but to continue, "What did you say in the letter? After the catastrophe, there will be a catastrophe, and after the flood, there will be a lot of obsession. The signature is Beicheng Suanzi."

"Mystery?" The city lord opened his mouth wide, and jumped up from his chair, "Mystery is not that kind, that kind..."

"That's the kind. I get up in the middle of the night and go to other people's houses to tear the window paper, and I don't remember it at all when I wake up." Fuchen Slim looked disgusted, as if recalling some sad past "You and your cousin had that kind of hysteria when they were young. "

The city lord covered his face and sat back on the chair, silent for a while.

"Let's do it like this." The city lord buried his face in his hands and said sullenly, "We are going to contact Baichuan Pharmacy."

"Do it yourself." Friar Fuchen waved his hand, turned around and left.

Walking in front of Xuanming, he stopped again.

"Young man, after all, you are not from the mountain." Brother Fuchen shook his head and said, "Do you want to go back to that mountain?"

"No." Xuanming replied, "I still have some things to deal with."

"That's very good." Friar Fuchen nodded, and left with a shake of Fuchen.

Just after Xuan Ming left the City Lord's Mansion, he saw Ling Yun standing under the lamp, the little blue butterfly was circling around him, and its wings were shining brilliantly under the lamp.

Seeing him coming out, he turned his head.

"How?" Ling Yun asked him.

"Just as I said before." Xuan Ming shook his head, "I hope that Shecheng will be blessed, and nothing will go wrong again."

"I hope so." Ling Yun also nodded, without saying anything.

Not far from the city lord's mansion is the main street of Shecheng.Now the rain has stopped, the moonlight is thick, and the night market is very lively.

Xuanming walked slowly on the road, looking at the busy vendors all around.Thinking that they still don't know about the Chiqiqun, I can't bear it.The unforeseen disasters had had a great impact on them, but people have to live on no matter how hard they are because of all kinds of obsessions they can't let go of.

The residents of Shecheng chose to believe in the city lord and Luanqingguan who guarded the land, and lived hard in this perhaps not peaceful city.If there is another threat in the future, they will surely be able to resist foreign enemies with one heart and one mind.

Then what should I do?

Xuan Ming walked for a while without saying a word, Ling Yun rarely followed behind him unhurriedly today.

"Shecheng looks solemn, but the night market is quite lively." Ling Yun also looked around, and said casually, "How is this place compared to Yancheng?"

Xuanming turned his head and saw that the person in front of him was still dressed in black, as if a Shining God would blend into the night.But the pupils are shining brightly, as if there are ten thousand zhang stars.

"How is Donghai?" Ling Yun asked him with his head tilted.

My business is over, so what about you?

The blue butterfly circled twice, its wings vibrated so that the Fire Cloud Jade Pendant on its waist shook slightly.

"I still have a few places to go in the territory of the human race, and then I will return to the East China Sea. Along the way, I will inevitably clash with the Chiqi clan." Xuanming said, "And returning to the East China Sea will be the time for a decisive battle."

Ling Yun listened quietly without interrupting.

Xuan Ming sighed lightly, as if he had made up his mind.

"Can you still count what you said earlier?"

"Naturally." Ling Yun nodded.

Xuan Ming stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the hair on Ling Yun's forehead behind his ears.

Just like when he first saw the moonlight and the flowers and rain, just like what he thought at first.

"Come with me." Xuanming said, the light words fell on his ears, like a cluster of warm water gushing past.

At this moment, Ling Yun felt that there were thousands of words in his heart, but his words turned into a brief response.

"Ah."

[End of the first fifteen quarters]

The author has something to say:

【end】

It's over!How about the standard cut in half! (pia) Although it is a half-cut ending, it is also the end of a chapter, and it cannot be said to be a trap (pia)

There will be a follow-up.As for whether to open a new book or a second volume... it will not be opened for the time being.In short, I still realize the lack of ability, and I really like the characters in this book. I still feel a little bit reluctant to write this story under the circumstance of insufficient pen power qwq, so I will let it go first, and I will definitely not cheat.

【grateful】

Thank you Brother E for patiently listening to me talking about this outline a few years ago and expressing my expectations so that I have been thinking about it.In addition, if I hadn't made a bet with you, I wouldn't have started to write, and I wouldn't have believed that I actually had the ability to write.Thank you very much, let's continue to work hard for each other!

Thank you BB little angel for being the first to be abused by me!Every time I receive my bad words, I will read them seriously, and I will write cute replies (fainting) seriously, expressing my expectation and even urging me to fill in the pits.Truly an angel!Thank you so much for being so careful!

Thank you Ruanmei for always listening to me talking about all kinds of troubles, and making every effort to comfort me even though she doesn't read novels, thank you for being such a tolerant person, thank you for always supporting me in doing all kinds of things I want to do.

(Although I don't know if there is any) Thanks to the readers, little angel!I am very honored to be able to read my handwriting, I send you a little heart~

[PS]

In fact, I think that as an author, I shouldn't say too much, but this is my first work after all, and I really have a lot to say, so I will allow myself to be willful this time ///

The first serialized codeword, because I want to write about the subject I want to write most, I basically violated all the taboos that newcomers can commit.But being able to withstand and not give up, in fact, I am already very satisfied.For the time being, I still want to continue writing, and I also look forward to my own progress. I hope that the next article will have two favorites!