River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 81
"Hey, wait."

When Jiang Ling turned around and was about to leave, the fake son Yun Han suddenly stopped him, called him aside, and said in a low voice: "If you are told to go back, just go back, why do you have to make trouble with him?"

The two met after all,
Yun Han also didn't want to see him cause trouble.

Jiang Ling said: "He goes his way, I go mine, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yunhan took a sneak peek at the back: "You should know who he is?"

Jiang Ling said: "Anyone who has entered Yaotai will know about it."

"Since you know, why are you still challenging him?"

It should be noted that just now the middle-aged scribe spoke in person, but Jiang Ling didn't accept his kindness, and instead threw out double money to ask him not to block the way.

It's also because they are here in Yunyan Pavilion. If it wasn't for this, how could Jiang Ling and Ying Ning end well?

"It's just hurrying, there's no challenge or no challenge."

"Where are you going on this trip?"

"Go north."

Yun Han took a rough look to the north, and said, "If you go straight to the north, there is no problem. Just don't wander in the middle of the road, otherwise, there will be disasters, remember."

"Yunhan, don't talk too much."

At this time, the old woman spoke.

Obviously he didn't want her to talk too much,
Yun Han could only shut up, and when she stepped back, her eyes repeatedly told Jiang Ling to remember her words.

Leaving from Shiliting, about a moment later, the orange light reappeared.

It flew across the sky and headed northwest.

'These two parties gathered here, what exactly are they going to do? '

The mystery of the two sides made Jiang Ling curious instead.

Just down the mountain, there is a stream below. Walking along the stream, the mountain breeze blows, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

By the side of a single-plank bridge, there was already a person waiting here.

He stood at the end of the bridge, wiping a brass dagger with his sleeve.

This person is one of the middle-aged scribe carriers.

"There is a toast, but you insist on eating the fine wine. You should know what the consequences will be?"

This person spoke, he was about twenty years old, with a thin face, but he was extremely tall, about nine feet.

Hearing him speak, Jiang Ling smiled instead.

I thought the matter of the gazebo was over.

Looking at it now, the middle-aged scribe's mind was a bit narrow after all.

In front of the old woman, don't care about "mortals".

But after leaving the old woman, he immediately asked someone to settle the matter.

"I want to know, how are you doing?"

"Kowtow nine times, cut off your own tongue, and let you leave."

To kowtow nine times is to admit a mistake,
Cutting off one's own tongue is the price of talking too much.

No matter who is a middle-aged scribe, he doesn't even give him face, just like this, it is considered a small punishment and a big warning.

Jiang Ling: "I originally thought that in the world of mortals, it would be fine to be so domineering, but I didn't expect that it is still the case in this world of cultivation.

Sure enough, the same sentence, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Human nature, no matter where it is, is the same. "

"Why waste all those words?" The man pointed his bronze sword at him, "Are you coming by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Ling said: "I will also give you a chance. If you step aside, you will live. If you block the way arrogantly, you will die."

The man laughed angrily,
How dare you yell at me about something that no one else would like to try at Yaotai?
With a shake of the palm, the copper sword flew through it.

Breaking through the air, the sound of the wind tore.

Jiang Ling only looked ahead, and suddenly drew an edict with his hand in the air, and only flicked it with his fingers.

The flying bronze sword seemed to have knocked against the iron wall, and bounced back with a buzzing sound, hitting the man's confidant.

The man was hit by the sword, staggered three steps on the single-plank bridge, and fell into the stream.

"Yingning, let's go."

Jiangling is in the front, and Yingning is in the back.

She was terrified, and her heart beat wildly when she saw the man twitching before he died.

Jiang Ling asked her: "Are you afraid?"

Ying Ning panicked, nodding and shaking her head.

Jiang Ling: "You are ignorant of world affairs, and you don't know the dangers of human nature. Today I will teach you that if people treat me kindly, I will return kindness; if people treat me badly, I will return evil.

For people with evil thoughts in their hearts, if they let them go, it will only nourish their evil.

Instead of keeping him, it is better to cross him. "

Ying Ning seemed to understand but didn't understand, followed behind and turned her head three times, looking at the dying man in the stream, thoughtfully.

Just after crossing the Duqiao, Ying Ning suddenly looked to the north and stopped still.

"What's wrong?"

"There is movement over there." Ying Ning pointed to the woods ahead.

Rao Jiangling is now so good at seeing and hearing, she said that she has never heard of that movement.

Following her guidance, approaching the woods, Jiang Ling saw more than ten foxes fleeing in this direction.

The fox was afraid of strangers, and when he saw someone coming, he curled his tail and slipped into the thorn bushes to hide.

Jiang Ling looked to the west, and according to the direction the fox ran, it must be the west.

"Would you like to see what they're doing?"

Ying Ning's eyes were wide open, she had something in her mind, but she didn't dare to express it.Hearing Jiang Ling's proposal, she quickly nodded in response.

Going westward, on the way, I saw foxes running away occasionally.

After a cup of tea, a green glow flashed across the sky.

It should be that the people from Yunyan Pavilion also came.

Just after they came over, it was less than ten breaths away.The sky suddenly became dark, and the entire forest began to be shrouded in mist.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness, making it even more difficult to move an inch than the night.

In the white mist, Jiang Ling suddenly heard laughter.

There is a woman running around in the forest, naked and seductive.

Ying Ning also stared blankly at the scene in the mist, watching with a smirk on his face.

Jiang Ling patted her on the head, and she just woke up like a dream, shaking her head with a look of embarrassment.

"It's an illusion."

After he said something, he touched the mysterious jade ring through his clothes.

With the jade ring in his body, his mind is like meditation, and no illusion can seduce him.

The scene of the woman playing in the mist just now was seen by him as a pink skeleton in just a moment.

"Strange!"

You know the weather today is fine and sunny.

The sky suddenly became like this, could it be that the middle-aged scholar offended the mountain god here?
The river god is in charge of a river, and the mountain god is in charge of a soil vein.

Just like the grandmother of Lanruo Temple, she has the order of the Lanruo Mountain God, and with Lanruo Temple as the center, she can change the weather within a radius of ten miles.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Not too far away, suddenly a figure jumped down from the tree.

It was that Yunhan and that shy and timid boy Huang Yitu.

"Didn't you say you were going to the north? Why did you come here?"

"Curious, let's take a look."

"Don't be so weird. Before Xiangu was in person, I couldn't tell you. Now that they are not here, it doesn't matter if I tell you.

This time, Xiangu heard about the murals in the ancient village, and found some clues from the broken murals to find the place where the eminent monk passed away.

The damn thing is, my senior brother must have also told those people in Qingfengling about the murals.

So, they are going to fight with us, just now Xiangu lost in the chess game, and those people in Qingfengling first find a half cup of tea time.

After we came here, we didn't know what they did, and the environment here became like this.

Xiangu said that for the sake of safety, let us all stay on the edge and not go deep.

Why are you so curious?Be careful to lose your life. "

Seeing that Yun Han spoke seriously, Jiang Ling also smiled warmly.

Heartwarming, but also surprising.

It must be known that the murals in the ancient village have all been smashed by him.

The fairy aunt and the middle-aged scribe could still find clues to the death of the eminent monk from the fragments?

(End of this chapter)