Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 207
Seventy miles south of the capital city of the Bhikkhu Kingdom, there is a clear stream with banks on both sides. There are thousands of willows and poplars on the banks, and the name is Liulinpo.In the past, this place was unremarkable, but after the two yellow winds that covered the sky and the moon in the mid-autumn night this year, this place is a little more magical: the middle of the willow forest is often shrouded in fog, and ordinary people will unknowingly return from the same way when they step into it. return.

Fortunately, there are thousands of hectares of wild fields on Liulinpo, thousands of dikes and willows, and there are no people around, and no passers-by are injured.

At night, there was light smoke and light rain on the willow forest slope, and the autumn wind was bleak, but the willows had already been blown away, only the dry branches were left, and many withered and yellow poplar leaves fluttered in the sky with the wind.

Desolate, deadly.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and a woman wearing a five-pointed Avalokitesvara fell into the mist in the center of Liulinpo. It was the golden-nosed white-haired rat who stole the Buddha's fragrant flower candle, and called himself "Half Avalokitesvara" lady.

"Old Bailu, come out!" Mrs. Diyong stood under a big willow tree and shouted into the mist.

"Mrs. Diyong is here, and the matter is done?" The mist in the willow forest rolled, and the owner of this place, the feather-clothed star crown, seemed to be a Taoist old fairy Bailu walked out of it with a dragon crutch, with a smile on his face. asked.

"No, he's not as lustful as you said, but I've been taken advantage of by him a lot." Mrs. Diyong said with an ugly expression on her face.

"I didn't get it done, why did you come here? We agreed in advance, you hook him up, steal some essence from him, I'll give you twenty Fushou pills, you can't get things done now, come here What are you doing? I'm still busy building a house, so I don't have time to talk to you!" The old fairy Bailu said very dissatisfied, and turned around to go back after speaking.

"Stop!" Mrs. Diyong yelled violently.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Old Immortal Bailu turned around, holding Panlong's walking stick, and asked with a wary expression on his face.

"This time, it's not that I'm not good at things, it's that your information is not accurate, which caused my old lady to be taken advantage of by that animal for nothing. You have to compensate my old lady!" Mrs. Diyong said with wide-eyed eyes.

"Hey, there is no businessman in the world who is willing to trade at a loss. If you fail to accomplish what we discussed, I will not pay you," the old fairy Bailu sneered.

"It's not up to you." Mrs. Diyong said confidently.

"I have the final say on whether I will pay you or not, why can't I let you?" Looking at Mrs. Diyong's confident appearance, the old fairy Bailu wondered if she had something to rely on, but his mouth was very disdainful asked.

"Hey, when my old lady appeared in front of the Jade Dragon King, he kept asking her what she was going to do. You said that if my old lady told him that she was going to steal his essence for you, what do you think he would think?" Mrs. Yong folded her arms and asked leisurely. She opened her mouth as an old lady, but closed her mouth, and she spoke with her arms folded.

After all, the old fairy Bailu had been with Sanxing. Although his character was not very good, he was still trained so that he could not show his emotions and anger. Facing Mrs. Diyong's threats, he remained expressionless and said indifferently: "No reason There is no evidence, who will believe it? Besides, what if you tell him, am I still afraid of him?"

"Is that so?" Mrs. Diyong asked in an intriguing tone with a half-smile on her face.

"If Mrs. Diyong is fine, please go back. Tsinghua Village has not been completed yet, so I won't entertain you!" The old fairy Bailu didn't answer Mrs. Diyong's question, Panlong swung his stick, looking like chasing visitors road.

"This dead white deer that doesn't get oil and salt!" Mrs. Diyong cursed in her heart, but her face was full of laughter: "Okay, I won't talk about compensation anymore, then let me ask, do you want King Yujiao's?" What's the use of ****?"

"You don't care how I use it, you just have to bring the things, and the twenty Fushou Pills are yours." The old fairy Bailu said expressionlessly, and after speaking, his body melted into the mist and disappeared.

"Could he be eating it? It's disgusting!" Mrs. Diyong stood still, thinking wildly.

"I've heard of picking Tiankui and children's heart and liver as medicine, but I haven't heard of eating that stuff. It's really disgusting. I'd better stay away from this old white deer in the future. I'm really disgusted by him!" Mrs. Diyong's thoughts rose in her heart, and her body Zhou Jinguang flashed and disappeared.

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When it was getting dark and the autumn rain was about to stop, Chen Xian finally arrived at Mount Jilei.

After explaining his intention to the little demon guarding the winter gate of Moyun Cave, Chen Xian didn't wait long outside the gate before being welcomed in by Hu Qiuyue who had been summoned by the little demon.

It is still the cave where night pearls are used as stars, or the garden where hundreds of flowers bloom together, the difference is that the fragrance of osmanthus is not as strong as before.

Although immortals can reverse the seasons and make hundreds of flowers bloom at the same time, the nature of the species itself will not change.It is now late autumn, although the sweet-scented osmanthus here is still coquettish, but the fragrance is not as good as before.

"Are you drawing?" As soon as he walked to the gazebo beside the garden, Chen Xian saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table and a half-painted painting, and he couldn't help asking.

"You have to concentrate on painting, what's the point of running out to pick me up halfway through the painting!" Chen Xian said again.

"I've just started to learn painting now, so there are so many things to pay attention to!" Hu Qiuyue said coquettishly, her face was full of spring breeze, Chen Xian was able to come, and she felt like eating honey in her heart.

"Just learning to paint?" Chen Xian was a little puzzled, looked around and asked, "What about the person who taught you how to paint?"

"Who would dare to come to this cave to teach me how to draw? I went to the mortal world to learn secretly, and read books that teach people how to draw, and figured out how to draw by myself. By the way, Brother Chen came just in time. Art must be very good, why don't you teach me! Also, I want to learn the piano, so you can teach me the temperament too!" Hu Qiuyue asked expectantly.

"Ugh!" The corner of Chen Xian's mouth twitched, and he was really speechless. As an otaku who only reads online novels, he only remembered a few classic poems and poems from textbooks in his previous life, and he had no other talents. After traveling to this world for more than ten years, he has been busy practicing, traveling, and picking up girls. It can be said that he is not proficient in everything.

"Cough, I'm not good at rhythm and painting, no, I don't know how, I can't teach you at all!" Chen Xian coughed lightly.

"Huh?" Hu Qiuyue looked at Chen Xian strangely, she couldn't figure out why such a talented person couldn't understand piano painting.

"I knew I'd cheat, why don't I just tell her the truth?" Looking at Hu Qiuyue's suspicious gaze, Chen Xian couldn't help thinking.

"No, the situation in Xiniu Hezhou is complicated now, and the big brothers and the others are under a lot of pressure. If I lose the chain at this time, what kind of brothers are I? But Hu Qiuyue has a deep affection for her, and it's not her husband who always hides it from her. God, What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)