The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

They were taken aback one after another, then came back to their senses after a moment, and raised their hands to salute the other party: "Huantian Daojun."

For the past month, Daoist Huantian has been in a bad mood, and his gloomy and gloomy eyes make him tremble with fear every time.

I don't know when he will feel better.

Liu Changji stared at it for a long time with dark eyes, and finally heaved a sigh helplessly, his face finally as pale as the first snow: "Are you awake?"

They hummed one after another: "Why didn't Daoist Huantian go to enjoy the flowers and discuss the Tao with Master?"

"I drank too much last night, I'm still hungover, I don't want to go."

A gust of mountain wind blows head-on, and a layer of water vapor is smeared. There is no one around the promenade, and the breeze whistles and the sound of people is silent.

After a while, Daoist Huantian raised his jaw and pointed to the other end of the corridor: "Cicada Jianfeng Water Garden is a residence carefully built by Dong Ling with a lot of money. The scenery is nice. Come with me for a walk?"

After a moment of silence, they nodded.

The two strolled in the water garden, chatting with each other.

Daoist Huantian said, listening quietly with half-down eyes one after another, occasionally answering a few words.

Huantian's words both inside and outside mean that Wenfeng's intentions are not right, and he will regret today's choice one after another in the future.

And like Fang Xiu, he stated that if he wanted to, he could take him away.

I couldn't bear it one after another, and the corners of my mouth slightly raised: "I know what kind of person Master is. Don't bother Huantian Daojun."

Qingyue Langyin sneered: "You have only known Wenfeng for a long time. He is insidious and cunning, full of nonsense, and what he tells you may not be true. You'd better not listen to a word."

One after another, they secretly slandered that Huantian Daojun and his master have known each other for many years, and they are like dogs, so don't say anything about each other.

He knows his own choice, what he thinks and what he does, and he doesn't need others to tell him what to do, and he doesn't bother to argue with the other party.

Crossing the covered bridge, there is a secluded forest carefully arranged and planted.The winding path is deep and deep, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants compete for beauty, the pavilions are hidden among the trees, and the sound of water is murmuring, which is very interesting.

Occasionally on the road, you can see a few sporadic figures in a blink of an eye. Judging from their attire, they seem to be the personal disciples of Taoist Dong Ling, or concubines and pets, and attendants who serve them.

The two walked aimlessly into a secluded alley, and there was a gazebo in the shadow of the trees at the corner, a man and a woman sat in the pavilion and cuddled each other affectionately, expressing their love for each other with the beautiful scenery on a good day.

The pair of mandarin ducks obviously didn't expect that someone would come to such a secret place, and they turned their heads to look at the person who came after feeling the spiritual breath.

The four looked at each other, and the wind blew through the forest, making a rustling sound, and the atmosphere was a bit taboo and embarrassing.

After being stunned for a moment, the female cultivator raised her mouth at Daoist Huantian, showing a knowing smile.

I have been impressed with her one after another.She is Daoist Dongling's favorite concubine Fairy Yu Xiao, and she sat around Daoist Dongling with several monks who were also her favorite concubines at the banquet last night.

And because she said that she admired Daoist Huantian's infatuation, she was fortunate to have Daoist Huantian's glass of wine respected by her.

As for the male cultivator who embraced her affectionately, it was unknown who it was—not her husband-in-law Dongling Daojun.

Dongling Daojun has three wives and four concubines, and he plays with beautiful monks as objects, so she is naturally not worthy of guarding her body like a jade for him.

Interrupting other people's private meeting, one after another cast apologetic looks at the other party, quickly turned around and strode away.

Leaving this trail, the two walked onto another covered bridge.

They asked curiously one after another: "Do you know them?"

Daoist Huantian casually shook his head: "I have met Dong Ling several times before, and I know that there is such a person among Dong Ling's concubines, and he has no other relationship."

"The other one?"

"If I remember correctly, it should be Dong Ling's personal biography."

One after another, they never expected to go out for a walk and bump into the private meeting between Dong Ling Daojun's concubine and his apprentice.

He cursed happily in his heart: An old animal should wear a green hat in life.

Lustful people like the Jiufang Sect Master and Dongling Daojun should be full of green grasslands.

Daoist Huantian suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you see that she just looked at us?"

Confused one after another: "What?"

Fairy Yu Xiao was startled at first, but when she saw that the person who came was Dao Lord Huan Tian, ​​she immediately felt relieved.

Looking at her expression, it was obvious that she was not worried about her affair being broken by him, and it seemed that he would not tell Dong Ling about her.

"Madam Yu Xiao trusts your character?"

Daoist Huantian sighed: "She expected that I would not say it. Because in her eyes, we are just like them."

They paused one after another, and looked at each other in surprise with their eyes slightly opened.

Yu Xiao had an affair with Ren, and was seen by the two of them.And she judged others by herself, mistakenly thinking that he and Daoist Huantian were meeting privately in the garden just like them? !

No wonder she had a weird tacit smile, firmly believing that Daoist Huantian would not tell about her affair.

Daoist Huantian snorted arrogantly: "It's more like this."

Startled one after another, his arm was held down by him in an instant, and he pushed it onto the pillar behind him with ease.

Daoist Huantian pushed the person up to the pillar, his delicate brows twitched with dark light, and he stared intently at the face that haunted his soul and dreamed frequently for three nights.

Moments later, the fingertips covered with a thin layer of calluses gently brushed a faint gray shadow of tiredness under the tip of the clear eyes.

Lang's voice was deep and deep, with deep meaning: "You are not in good spirits. I'm afraid you haven't had a good rest this month."

"If I..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and he laughed at himself.

If it were him, he would have been infatuated with Taoyuan Wonderland day and night, indulged in plundering and bullying recklessly.

Jing Diao frowned slightly, looking at the person in front of him with anticipation Gao Zhu.

The two talked to each other in silence, and after a long while, Daoist Huantian let go of his hand, sighed softly and helplessly, and smiled wryly.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he raised his mouth and signaled them to continue walking.

They looked indifferent one after another, walked straight to the direction of Shuiyuan's residence with long legs and big strides as if no one was around.

After walking a few steps, the toes suddenly stopped.

Standing in front of them were two figures, standing sideways on the side of the road, bowing their eyebrows and bowing their heads to the Daoist Huantian.

Although the two Cicada Jianfeng monks buried their heads deeply, one of them quietly raised his eyes to look at Lianlian, his eyes were full of resentment and anger, and he stared at him secretly.

He still remembered this person one after another, and the familiar resentful gaze was still fresh in his memory.

In the past in the secret realm of Liancang Mountain, a Nascent Soul female cultivator kept jealous and wanted to embarrass him.Therefore, Taoist Juechen killed all the disciples who came with her.

Among them was a female nun who was the monk's companion.

His beloved Taoist companion was killed innocently, and he kept grudges for it.

Unexpectedly, this person is a disciple of Lord Dong Ling.At this time, he quietly looked at the continuous eyes, which clearly showed that he still had continuous resentment, and the hatred did not fade away due to the passage of time, but accumulated over time, firmly rooted and sprouted in his heart.

Seeing him stop suddenly, Daoist Huantian asked curiously, "Know him?"

Shaking his head one after another: "I don't know."

After speaking, he stepped forward with his long legs, and walked in front of the monk coldly and indifferently.

Walking to the end of the corridor and turning into another path, he took a long breath of relief in his heart when the venomous eyes behind him disappeared.

Being misunderstood to have an affair with Huantiandao Jun private club, and encountering extremely uncomfortable hostile gazes, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I don't have the heart to appreciate it at this time.

Go back to the residence of Shuiyuan along the way to come, and lock yourself in the room one after another and never go out.

Lie on the bed exhausted, bored, unconsciously drowsy.

In the dazed light sleep, there was a sudden pain in the lower part of the body, one after another woke up instantaneously, and he gritted his teeth and whispered angrily: "Wow, Feng!"

How did the donkey come back so soon? !

Wenfeng laughed vigorously, moved violently, and gently kissed the tip of the stunning eyes that were slightly stained with haze: "Xu, I miss you."

"Once you're not around, I start to miss you. I want to occupy you all the time."

Picking up soft pillows one after another and throwing them directly at the opponent's face, feeling angry and annoyed, but also helpless.

There is a breeze on the lake, the tide of love is surging, and the clouds and rain are from dusk to dawn, and the passion is hard to rest.

……

He was exhausted one after another, and he fell asleep at some point, or how long after, the noise of people outside the house woke him up.

Waking up hazy, the donkey hadn't stopped.

The cold voice asked hoarsely, "What's going on outside?"

"I don't know." Wenfeng abused the treasure in his heart wantonly, indifferent to foreign affairs.

There was chatter and laughter outside the house, and a man knocked on the door himself: "Jiechen, don't just care about your own enjoyment. Something happened at Dongling's place, let's take a look."

A gleam of gloomy light flashed in the handsome phoenix eyes, reluctantly releasing the scorching heat in the fairyland, then lazily stood up, dressed neatly and opened the door.

They were forced to leave the room together.

On the viewing platform outside the room, several venerables had already come out of their respective rooms, waiting for Taoist Juechen.

Taoist Huantian stood with his arms folded, and glanced at him with a sneer.

The venerables went to the residence of the peak master Chanjian with great interest, as if they were going to a theater together.

He was embraced by Wen Feng one after another, and followed everyone silently with his half-downcast eyes.

Another lover of His Holiness asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Dong Ling lost an apprentice."

"When? What happened?"

"What's the rush?" The Venerable smiled irrelevantly, "Isn't it just to see what's going on now?"

A group of guests came to the hall with great interest. Seeing this group of friends, Daoist Dong Ling didn't take it seriously, and said to several friends openly: "I made everyone laugh."

He took the initiative to explain the reason to several people.

At dawn this morning, one of his apprentices was found dead in the water garden by his fellow disciples.

"Just tell me that this apprentice is your new love recently." A venerable said with a ambiguous smile, "Is it because you favored her recently, which made your wives and concubines jealous, so you killed her because of jealousy?"

Dong Ling smiled nonchalantly: "It's not impossible. I'm ordering people to call all the people who went to the garden last night to ask questions. Before they came, I welcomed you."

"If you are interested, you might as well sit down and interrogate with me."

Several of the Venerable's companions were full of interest, and it was no big deal to watch the excitement.

Wen Feng wanted to sit down with his Taoist companion on his lap like some fellow Taoists, but stepped on him without any respect one after another, and found a chair to sit by himself.

Wen Feng chuckled and sat in the corner with him.

Daoist Huantian also walked to this corner and sat on the other side.

In the eyes of the world, Huantian and Juechen are life-and-death friends who are brothers and sisters. In the past, they sat together at gatherings, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

Soon, the monks who had been to the garden last night were called into the room one by one for interrogation.

Most of them are the concubines and pets of Taoist Dong Ling, and the servants who serve them.There are also several personal biographies of him entering the room.

The wives and concubines all said that they didn't know anything about it, let alone admitting that they murdered because of jealousy.

When it was the turn of a direct disciple, the five fingers that had been placed on the armrest tightened suddenly—it was the monk who hated him again.

Chan Jianfeng personally told his master everything he knew in detail.

He was on duty in the garden last night and met several ladies who were walking. He didn't notice anything unusual until he returned to the room.

"Master, when I was on patrol last night, everything in the water garden was normal. But yesterday morning, Xiaolou and I were on duty together, and we saw... an extraordinary scene in the garden."

Xiaolou is the dead female cultivator.

"What did you see, tell me quickly." A certain venerable's partner was full of interest and couldn't wait to urge her: "Is it something you saw that caused her to be killed?"

Others echoed: "What secret did you come across, that she was silenced?"

As soon as these words came out, the venerables who watched the play became curious, and even Dong Ling Daojun said eagerly: "What did you see? Whether it is related to her death, tell it, and the teacher will judge for himself."

The direct disciple's lips moved a few times, but he hesitated to speak.

A venerable laughed loudly: "Dong Ling, you disciple seems to have stumbled upon a shocking secret, and you dare not reveal it for fear of getting into trouble."

He smiled contemptuously at the other party: "What is there to be afraid of? Could it be that someone dares to kill someone in front of me? Don't worry and say it boldly, I will protect you from death."

The Venerable's favorite concubine also laughed: "Your junior sister was silenced precisely because she saw this secret. You said it, and we will find the murderer. If you don't tell it, you will be the next to be killed."

Daoist Dongling said impatiently: "Speak up, what are you waiting for?"

In front of all the venerables, the direct disciples buried their heads deeply.At this time, his half-drowned eyes suddenly glanced at Succession.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Li Lian's heart, this person was going to deal with him!

The monk said to the crowd: "Disciple, yesterday morning, patrolled the water garden with Xiaolou. At [-]:[-], we passed the garden corridor."

The time and place are very detailed.

"The disciple and Xiaolou are at the entrance of the corridor, and saw..."

He started to hesitate again, and the venerable concubine urged: "What did you see? Tell me!"

One after another, I saw a cold light flashing through the lowered eyes of the direct disciples, and a sinister smile was not imperceptibly drawn from the corner of the mouth: "The disciple and Xiaolou saw Daoist Huantian and Daoist Juechen's companion."

Before everyone came back to their senses, he quickly said: "The Taoist couple of Taoist Lord Huantian and Taoist Juechen hugged and kissed each other in the corridor."

There was a sudden dead silence in the hall.The stunned expressions froze on everyone's faces.

Such a shocking secret, let alone this person dare not tell it, if the Nascent Soul cultivator present came across it, he would have to think about it first, whether he dared to tell it.

Everyone sat upright, not looking sideways, and they didn't dare to let their eyes brush on Taoist Juechen.

A few arrogant laughter broke the dead silence.

Daoist Huantian laughed, but didn't say anything.

Everyone was shocked and curious, is this really true? !

Yesterday I went to the Cicada Grove to enjoy the flowers for the Venerable, but Huantian said that he was hangover and didn't go.

Juechen's Taoist companion was also not present.

It is entirely possible for the two of them to have a private meeting in the deep path of the garden with Juechen behind their backs.

"I took a walk in the garden with Daoist Huantian yesterday." With a calm expression on his face, he tried to explain calmly, "We did pass that corridor, but it was just a walk, nothing else."

"The disciple did indeed see them embracing and kissing each other." The disciple's tone was firm, "They were leaning on the second pillar of the corridor."

Even the second pillar makes it so clear.

Everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, not daring to let out any sound.

Daoist Huantian still hummed in a low voice, and did not speak to clarify.

He frowned and looked at Wenfeng one after another.Junya's phoenix eyes were half down, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger on his face.

After a while, Daoist Dong Ling covered his mouth with his hands, coughed a few times, and forcibly changed the topic: "How could Huantian deal with a little golden pill?"

The venerables all know that with his ferocious and arrogant character, it is not impossible to stir up clouds and rain with Juechen's Taoist companion in private, but he will not be afraid of being bumped into by others, let alone kill someone because of it.

If he wanted to kill someone, he would do it on the spot, and he wouldn't wait until the night to sneak around before doing it.

What's more, everyone knows his moves, it is impossible for him to kill the female cultivator.

The female cultivator didn't die because she bumped into the Taoist couple Huantian and Juechen.

——Although this scene was far more earth-shattering than her own death.

Dong Ling said to his apprentice again: "If there is no other situation, you can step back."

The personal disciple answered "yes" and quickly left the room.

As soon as the person left, Taoist Dongling immediately began to interrogate the next concubine, and couldn't wait to expose the matter just now.

Although he was extremely curious about whether Huantian and Juechen's Taoist couples were really cunning, but when such a sudden incident happened, he didn't dare to listen and ask more questions, so he could only pretend not to know, and waited for the two of them to leave. Solve by itself after the peak.

The rest of the venerables also kept silent and pretended nothing happened.

After questioning all the people who went to the garden last night, all of them claimed that they didn't find anything suspicious.

Shuiyuanju is a private garden built by Taoist Dong Ling with a lot of money. Only his wives, concubines, attendants and disciples can enter here.

Looks like someone wasn't telling the truth.

Dong Ling frowned.These are people close to him, and he didn't want to be sentenced easily, but some people dare to lie in front of him, it seems that some tricks are needed.

The lovers of the venerables did not dare to mention the matter between Huantian and Juechen Taoist couple, so they also changed the subject at this time, guessing which concubine of Dong Ling was the one who was molester, because he was jealous of his recent new love and killed him.

At this time, a personal attendant suddenly entered the hall, facing east and ordering Daojun whispered a few words.

Before he finished speaking, another follower ran into the hall in a panic.

This person should be a disciple who is in charge of a certain matter. When Dong Ling saw his panicked expression, he asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

He apologized to several fellow Taoists, asked the venerables to wait for a while, and led his entourage into another room.

After a while, he returned to the hall with a dark face and a dignified expression.

One of the elders was curious: "Have you found the murderer?"

Dong Ling pondered for a moment, then said seriously: "There is something that I planned to tell fellow Taoists in two days."

All the venerables present here have known each other for many years, and immediately understood that the matter was unusual, so they winked at their lovers and told them to go out.

They stood up one after another, intending to leave with them, but just as they moved, someone grabbed their wrists.

Wenfeng's expression was still cold and indifferent, with difficulty distinguishing between emotions and anger.He didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious, and he stayed one after another, listening with them.

One after another had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to sit.

Dongling Daojun dared not say too much.Regardless of Juechen or Huantian, if they love each other continuously and the wind blows on the pillow on the bed, they will also tell him about it.Just listen to it.

"Just now the first disciple told me that after searching everywhere, I couldn't find Yu Xiao and my other disciple."

Seeing Fairy Yu Xiao and his apprentice together yesterday one after another, the two of them were really having a tryst in the secluded garden.

A venerable asked: "Did she kill your new love? Did she escape after killing?"

"Eight/nine out of ten." Dongling Daojun said in a deep voice.

However, at this moment, he couldn't care about the matter of his concubine and his apprentice's secret communication of the song, so he lowered his voice a little: "This time I invite a few fellow daoists to come here, in fact, there are other important matters to discuss."

"To tell you the truth, about ten days ago, I was shopping with a foreign pet, and I happened to see a Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator selling something in the fairy market. Do you know what he is selling?"

There is a big city not far from Jiufangzong. Like all towns where monks live, there is a fairy market in the city where monks trade.

Someone sneered coldly: "The items bought and sold by the ants are at most mysterious. Is it possible that you still like it."

Dong Ling said seriously: "That Zhuji, he didn't even know what he was selling, and he couldn't tell the origin of that thing. He only said that he vaguely remembered that he saw a mortal selling it. There was a spirit in this thing, and the mortal didn't know it. , he bought it with a few taels of silver, hoping to sell it to monks to earn a few spirit stones."

"After talking for a long time, what exactly is it?"

"Dragon tendons."

"What's so strange about dragon tendons... what?!"

The venerables were shocked: "Dong Ling, are you sure you are not mistaken?!"

"I've checked repeatedly, but what I got is a good and complete dragon tendon." Daoist Dongling looked very solemn, "Looking at the length, it should be on the body of the black flood dragon from the Cangwu Sect."

Ordinary people don't know what to buy, so they sold dragon tendons to a foundation-building monk for a few taels of silver.

The cultivators who established the foundation were also ignorant of goods, and sold dragon tendons on the street stalls at a low price.

The low-ranking monks bustling around in the fairy city didn't know what to buy, and no one cared about them.

The well-informed Daoist Dong Ling was shopping with a foreign pet, and happened to pass by this stall, and recognized this peerless secret treasure.

Several venerables were surprised and discussed how the dragon tendon fell into the hands of mortals.But no one doubted the authenticity of the dragon tendon—Dong Ling couldn't be mistaken.

They frowned one after another.These Nascent Soul cultivators didn't know, but he knew that the Dragon Tendons should also be in the hands of Demon Monarch Wuya.

Although I don't know what conspiracy and tricks he has, things are bound to be not simple.

It seems that the dragon tendon was obtained by Taoist Dong Ling by accident, maybe everything is Wu Ya's plan.

Daoist Dongling said again: "I invite fellow Taoists to come here. I originally planned to tell you about this in two days. Unexpectedly..."

"Yu Xiao and my unfilial apprentice are gone. Long Jin is also gone."

The venerables were shocked again: "Yu Xiao eloped with your apprentice and stole the dragon's tendons along the way?!"

"It must have been a private meeting between the two of them, and the adultery was broken by Xiaolou, so they killed people to silence them. But Xiaolou died, and this matter must be found out on their heads. Cicada Jianfeng."

"Then what are you waiting for?" the venerable said, "I haven't sent anyone to chase him yet."

A pillow plaything and an unfilial apprentice, whether to catch them back and clean up the house is another matter.

The dragon tendon was taken away by them, so it must be recovered as soon as possible.

"My four apprentices have already gone after them." Dong Ling frowned, "He sent a message and said that the two of them hid in Liluo City."

Several venerables fell silent for a moment, and the hall was filled with cold smoke and silence.

One after another, they were curious about where Liluo City was, and why the faces of the Nascent Souls changed when they heard this place name.

Unfortunately, at this moment, it is not convenient to ask.

Taoist Juechen looked cold, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Daoist Huantian suddenly laughed and explained to him: "You have been to the secret realm of Taiqing Valley before, and the endless cliff inside, do you remember?"

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

Shocking news!

Daoist Juechen's companion cheated on Daoist Huantian!

One after another: I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Liu Changji: I don't want to clarify.