Squeak squeak

Before I knew it, half a day had passed.

Zuo Lingquan looked at the dark winter night outside and fell into silence.

Next to her, a woman in a long golden dress was lying on the blanket, holding her chest with her arms and slept. The curves from her shoulders, waist to her thighs were swelling, and the scenery was endless.

After staring outside for a long time, Zuo Lingquan wanted to raise his hand to shake his wife, but when he saw that his wife was sleeping soundly, he was not easy to be alarmed, so he could only wait quietly beside him.

After a while, the beauty in the golden dress finally made a move.

Shangguan Yutang moved his eyelashes slightly, opened his eyes, first glanced at his very young wife's sleeping position, turned over and lay down, and his eyes moved out the window:

"Hmm? It's not dawn yet?"

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands: "It feels like it can't be bright anymore. Well... the two poles of heaven and earth have become extreme day or extreme night, which is understandable."

Shangguan Yutang sat up and observed the plants and trees outside. He hesitated a little, but he didn't say much. After all, this place is not a very dark place. The light of stars and moon and the thin spiritual energy are enough to support the ecology of the place.

Originally, Shangguan Yutang's plan was to wait for dawn before setting off. Now that the dawn is gone, she no longer waits, and stood up and tucked her hair:

"Where is my hairpin?"

Zuo Lingquan blinked and felt that this scene was a bit like Jiang Yi. When Qingwan was in low cultivation, she got up from the bed to find a bellyband and her hairpin. The only difference was that the wives were standing naked, and the ancestor was wearing a lot...

"What are you thinking?" Shangguan Yutang waited for a while, but he didn't see his follower handing the jewelry on his hands. He turned around and looked bad.

Zuo Lingquan quickly put away his inappropriate mood, stood up with a carp, took out a small wooden box from Linglong Pavilion, and took out a dragon-patterned hair accessories from it.

Shangguan Yutang glanced slightly, but saw a few pieces of stacked colorful fabrics in the wooden box, as well as a small turtle jade pendant, a pig-headed man jade pendant, etc., which should be jewelry boxes, and their eyes looked a little disdainful:

"You are very particular about people, a dignified man, and you also bring jewelry boxes."

Zuo Lingquan handed the dragon-patterned hair accessories to the ancestor:

"It's all small items given by Lingye and the others. They are of great significance and must be collected properly..."

It turned out to be a token of love... Shangguan Yutang felt relieved, and she took the hair accessories taken out of the box...?

A token of love?

"Why did you put your hair accessories in that box? Do you think I gave it to you?"

Otherwise?

Zuo Lingquan must think so! There are so many people in Dengchao Port, and Yingying is there, so she throws it to him, why not give it to him? He has just collected it for two days and hasn't been warmed up...

"No, well...it's just the things from seniors. They are too expensive and difficult to put them on, so they can be put together with the things I cherish most..."

"snort……"

Shangguan Yutang threw the hairpin to Zuo Lingquan at that time, and it was indeed a sign of giving it away; because she untied the bondage, it was equivalent to "the overlord unloading his armor and fighting to the death". It is very likely that the corpse will remain after the war, and he does not want Zuo Lingquan to have nothing to remember after her death.

It's not a big deal now, and these meanings cannot be expressed.

Shangguan Yutang didn't care about Zuo Lingquan's personal belongings. He lifted up his long black hair with both hands, put the dragon-patterned hair accessories on both sides, and turned back into a heroic big back head.

Zuo Lingquan packed up the lighting columns, blankets and other items and asked:

“Which direction is it to start looking?”

Shangguan Yutang rested for a while and realized that he might stay here for a long time. Mei Jinshui was in the same dilemma and was useless in a hurry. She turned around and looked at the statue of the Taoist Ancestor in the center of the hall, thinking a little:

"This is a Taoist ruin. It is very important from the perspective of specifications and it must have its own effect. Let's find out the details here first."

Shangguan Yutang turned around and walked out of the dilapidated back hall. It was seen that the ancient vines thick with their waists were tangled between the stone walls. The murals were already gorgeous, leaving only a few stones half buried under the ground.

Taoism has been passed down the longest in Jiuzhou, and has been the most powerful family throughout history. Even if the immortal kings are gone in the present, its sect inheritance still has a long-standing influence on the path of cultivation.

Shangguan Yutang knew the structure of the Taoist sect very well. Although this place had long been declining, the Feng Shui layout was not much different from the current Taoist sects. She took Zuo Lingquan through the central hall and came to a mountain that might be the back mountain of the sect.

For sects such as the Demon-Suppressing Tower or the Sutra Pavilion, Taoism will place them in the back mountain, and the construction process is also top-notch. Normally, it can guarantee that the loss of efficacy for thousands of years and that loss of efficacy will last for thousands of years.

Zuo Lingquan came outside the mountain and worked as a coolie as Yutang's instructions. He moved away the stacks of vines and found traces of stone buildings under the soil layer.

But Shangguan Yutang looked at the stone wall carefully for a few glances, but frowned:

"etc."

Zuo Lingquan, carrying the thick vines, paused: "What's wrong?"

Shangguan Yutang raised his hand and waved it lightly. The land outside the stone wall was turned open, revealing a collapsed wall hole. The inside of the wall should be a Sutra Pavilion, which was empty and thick with dust. There was a bulge near the entrance of the hole.

Shangguan Yutang hooked his finger lightly, and the bulge flew out from under the dust, landed in her hand, and flicked away the dust. It was obvious that it was a wooden box.

Zuo Lingquan frowned and came to the front to check carefully. The wooden box was about the length of his palm, and there was a floating withering word "Guigu" on the surface, which looked like a box containing medicinal materials.

This discovery is undoubtedly a bit scary.

If this place was erased after sealing the Taiyin, then no one would have entered this place for nearly ten thousand years.

Guigu Gorge is a sect that was born after Shang Yin left after the separation of Tiandi City in Huajunzhou. It was only four or five thousand years ago. Not to mention the wooden box, no matter how good the immortal craftsmanship is, this kind of packaging box is buried directly in the damp soil, which can ensure that it will not rot for five hundred years, and it is considered that the materials are extremely solid.

This wooden box appears here, which only means that someone has visited this ruin before them, and it is not long ago!

Zuo Lingquan almost subconsciously restrained his breath and carefully observed the left and right:

"There are outsiders here?"

Shangguan Yutang raised his eyes and looked around:

"From the thickness of the dust, the time is very close, at most it is not Jiazi. This is the Ghost King Ginseng produced in Guigu Gorge. Judging from the size of the medicine box, it is a 3,000-year-old immortal product. It can be used here, but it can only be eaten raw. I am afraid that I will not forget the opportunity to practice the Taoist practice."

Zuo Lingquan was not surprised by this, because he did not forget his skills, no matter how lucky he was, he would never be able to float here alive.

"Is the other party dead?"

"Even if the ammunition and food are exhausted, a piece of Ghost King Ginseng will be enough to survive for a hundred years and will definitely not die. However, the other party will eat this, which means that the situation was not much better than ours at that time. I just look at the place I found in these years and did not recover."

Zuo Lingquan's mood seemed to float to the isolated island and suddenly found that there were cannibals on the island. Looking at the ancient woods and vines outside, there was no sense of the beautiful night color, and I felt that it was so cunning.

He took out his sword and held it in his hand, thought for a while and said:

"Start Yingying and Mei Jinshui quickly. At least they are still human when fighting with aliens. The ghosts who are living here know what it is."

Shangguan Yutang looked a little solemn, but he actually had some guesses in his heart.

After all, there are too few monks in the Wangji in Jiuzhou. Yuyao Continent has been broken and there are only five in total. There may be more in other continents, but they can count them.

It is impossible for her to hear the news of this level of monks, as long as she screens out monks who have not been exposed for nearly a hundred or two years, the range will be very small...

"Let's go, keep your breath down and don't make any noise."

Shangguan Yutang took out the golden mace and the smaller Xuanwu shield, hung it on his back, and took Zuo Lingquan silently as if in the dense forest...—

On the inland lakeside, the night is silent.

A lounge chair was placed under the eaves outside the wooden house, and Cui Yingying leaned on it, holding a vermilion wine gourd in her hand, shaking, staring at the night sky.

Mei Jinshui was wearing a goose yellow skirt and sat upright in front of the desk in the window. In front of her was the immortal guqin "Sea Moon Qinghui" from Qiu Tao's ancestors. Her fingers were lightly hooked, and there was music echoing on the lake.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong~

It is true that Cui Yingying's piano skills are the best in Dongzhou, but that's because Dongzhou was led by Yutang, a female reckless man, and she has no artistic atmosphere at all. In terms of music and rhythm, she is actually a little weaker than the master of Hua Junzhou, and she is even more incomparable to the master who was famous all over the world three thousand years ago.

Cui Yingying lay on the chair and listened, but she didn't want to be confused by her master's superb Qinyi, so she interrupted the road:

"This zither is a ancestral inheritance from Xuanwutai. It should be returned to the original owner. You can leave it to me after you finish playing it."

Mei Jinshui smiled at the corner of her mouth: "I bought this piano from the Xie family back then and paid a price for an immortal soldier for the master, and there was a contract book in my hand. Even if I wanted to return the goods to the original owner, the Xie family would not be able to withdraw the money now. If you force your return to it, it would be a violation of the contract and would not follow the right path."

“…”

Cui Yingying was scolded by her evil female devil master and didn't follow the right path, which felt strange, but she really couldn't refute it. Because the property sold by the ancestors of the Xie family was sold for real money and silver, maybe the money was repaid for the Xie family. If later generations get it back with her relationship, they would be breach of trust and not following the right path.

Cui Yingying couldn't say that plums were close to the water, so she didn't mention this and looked at the sky and said:

"What's going on this day?"

"It is normal that the sky and earth are at its extreme yin, and it will never be seen in the sky and the earth forever. We should run to the edge of heaven and earth, far away from Jiuzhou, and we may not be able to go back in this life, so should Yutang."

Cui Yingying initially didn't believe that there were places where Master and Yutang could not go back, but Mei Jinshui had no intention of escaping, so she gradually became a little bit skeptical.

If Cui Yingying really can't go back, she wouldn't be too desperate. After all, Zuo Lingquan and Yutang are still there, and no matter how lonely they are, they will always have a support, which is that it will be difficult to deal with how to live in the future.

As Zuo Lingquan's private Taoist partner, she is the "original wife" here without exception. No matter how firm Yutang is in his mind, he may have to commit himself to his son-in-law and be her sister in the future.

But what should Master do?

If you can't go back, you will definitely not be able to keep your master in lockdown. Everyone will have to live together on an isolated island in the next life.

She can embrace Lingquan and Yutang people to keep warm. What is the identity of Master? You can't live outside as a neighbor for the rest of your life, right?

It’s okay to say that ten or a hundred years have passed. If a woman lived alone for thousands of years and could not see outsiders, the only opposite sex that could meet was Zuo Lingquan, and there was no other way to comfort the soul and body, would it be...

“…”

Cui Yingying's thoughts gradually drifted, but in just a moment, she had already thought that she had broken into her master's affair and could not accept running away from home. Master and Yutang hugged her and cried and apologized, begging her to come back...

Mei Jinshui must go back, but she didn't think of a countermeasure for the time being. She looked at Cui Yingying's entangled and relieved face, and knew what Yingying was thinking, and said:

"Don't think about it randomly. At that time, you have no choice but to accept your fate. When have you stopped what Yutang and I want to do?"??!

Hey!
To be continued...