My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"I looked disgusted, so I let him go home." Zheng Si'er said as a matter of course, "Now the mansion is only surrounded by the defenders of Armor, and some are lurking in the dark."

"Eh? So what's delicious and delicious?"

Yueyingying's focus is different.

"Delicious and delicious?"

Zheng Sirer glanced at Ling Xiaodong next to Yueyingying in confusion. When did she agree to have such a thing?

Ling Xiaodong said embarrassingly: "Ahem, master, please be patient, there are all of them, I will ask them to prepare them and send them over."

Chapter 27 Incident

In order to appease Yue Yingying, Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to go to the restaurant to order a few delicious dishes, and then took the wooden food box back to the government office.

Yue Yingying dropped her chopsticks when she was full, and she didn't know where to go to rest again.

Only Ling Xiaodong and Zheng Si'er were left guarding the main hall, waiting for a possible attack from Luo Jiao.

Zheng Si'er was in high spirits, knowing that there might be a tough battle to fight, so naturally she couldn't stay idle.

With a knife and a sword on her waist, she inspected the entire government office, and by the way, arranged the patrol route of the defenders in Heshui City and the time for changing the guard.

After all, Zheng Si'er also followed Wenren Yiqing in marching and fighting. He has been on the battlefield and knows how to dispatch soldiers.

Today's government office can be said to be tightly guarded. As long as someone breaks in, the first task of the guards is not to intercept, but to warn the three people in the mansion.

Because it is unrealistic to rely on these few big soldiers to stop the Luojiao Gaoren, Zheng Si'er knows that there seem to be many people in the mansion, but in fact the only ones who have fighting power are herself, Ling Xiaodong, and Daoist Mingyue.

Moreover, Brother Ling and Daoist Mingyue are still monks.

Zheng Si'er knew that although a mystic cultivator's methods were mysterious and unpredictable, his kung fu in hands and feet was far inferior to that of a martial artist like him, and he would be the only one who would really go forward to fight.

When Zheng Si'er was on patrol, Ling Xiaodong was sitting on the arhat bed in the main hall, with his heart turned upside down and his eyes closed, meditating.

After a few hours.

The setting sun is shining, and the birds are returning home.

The bright red sunlight covered the small town surrounded by cranes and rivers and the green hills on its back, and the house became dark. The setting sun broke through the gate of the government office, and cut a small piece of red light on the ground near the gate.

Ling Xiaodong was still sitting firmly on the arhat bed made of expensive pear blossom wood. Zheng Sier had come back to rest several times, but nothing happened.

The sound of fine footsteps came from the main entrance, accompanied by a woman's scream.

"Hey! Dinner! I'm starving to death!"

Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to finish cleaning, and opened his eyes helplessly to look towards the door.

I saw Yue Yingying against the setting sun, leaning on the door frame with her arms folded, blocking half of the afterglow of the setting sun outside the door.

The master's exquisite side profile is half-bright and half-dark, which adds a lot of mystery to the already refined fairy dimple, but his complexion is a bit unsightly, and his tone is even more callous to him.

Ling Xiaodong let out a long sigh.

"Master, I asked you to come to town. Why do you eat and sleep all day long?"

Yue Yingying raised her brows, her phoenix eyes stared at Ling Xiaodong.

"Why? Don't you like it? What do you need to teach as a teacher?"

"How dare a disciple."

Ling Xiaodong smiled wryly and fell off the Arhat bed.

"Why don't you just find someone to buy this kind of trivial matter for you? Now you can order the guards in the mansion as you like, and I'm still busy right now."

Yue Yingying turned her head, raised her head high, her slender neck was as elegant as a swan.

"do not want!"

"I used to eat what you brought back from outside, it's no longer delicious! I want to eat freshly made!"

Ling Xiaodong helplessly supported his forehead.

"Then what do you want, master? I can't make it for you now, can I?"

Yue Yingying walked in front of him, with one hand on his hips and one hand spread out.

"Bring the money, I'll go out and eat by myself."

Ling Xiaodong took a step back and habitually protected the purse at his waist. This was a natural reaction he had developed while watching the moon.

"Where did I get the money! You go to find Brother Que, she has money."

"Brother Bird?"

"It's Miss Zheng."

Yue Yingying narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked up and down at Ling Xiaodong as if examining prey, which made him feel a little nervous.

She circled around Ling Xiaodong with her hands behind her back, while nodding slightly, she said in a strange way:

"You two have such a good relationship, you both have nicknames that I don't understand?"

Ling Xiaodong grinned awkwardly, and when he wasn't paying attention, Yue Yingying came around behind him, dug into her waist, and got her purse.

"Anyway, you're already close to the prince, so it's useless to hold the money. I'll eat it for you."

Yueyingyingqiong wrinkled her nose slightly, and gave Ling Xiaodong a vicious look.

The blue purse embroidered by Aunt Yun flew up and down in her palm, and she walked out the door without turning her head, and disappeared within a few steps.

Ling Xiaodong curled his lips, thinking it was just spending money to eliminate the disaster.

Just as Yue Yingying left, Zheng Si'er came in again.

She first turned her head to look outside the door, and after stepping through the threshold, she turned her head to look at Ling Xiaodong inside the room.

"Where are you going, Taoist Master Mingyue?"

"Don't worry about her, let's eat." Ling Xiaodong rolled his eyes in the direction where Yue Yingying left, "And took all my private money."

"Ah? Is Brother Ling short of money? I have it here."

When Zheng Si'er heard this, she sincerely wanted to untie the money pouch from her waist and hand it to Ling Xiaodong, but he pushed it back.

"No, I'm just playing around with the master, how is your patrol?"

"Hey, nothing happened."

Zheng Sirer sat carelessly on the chair, lifted the teapot on it, and raised her head to drink very boldly. A line of crystal water came out of the spout, and all the tea fell into her mouth.

"How about you take a rest? I'll patrol for you?"

Zheng Si'er waved her hand, rejecting Ling Xiaodong's kindness,

"What's the point? You have to wear armor when you're marching. You just need to stay here."

She put the purple clay pot in her hand back on the table and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"And I reckon that the people from Luojiao will definitely come late at night today, or in the early morning when they are preparing to go to Caishikou tomorrow. These are the times when it is easiest to relax, and it is still early."

Zheng Si'er seemed to be very confident in her own judgment.

After all, who would come to rob a prison in daylight?Isn't that a bit too blatant?

Before the words were finished, a melodious gong sounded from the main entrance of the mansion.

when~

Ling Xiaodong and Zheng Si'er stood up from their seats together, their muscles tensed, and they looked towards the gate of the government office.

Zheng Sirer's hand was already on the sword at her waist, ready to leave her body and face the enemy at any time.

The two pricked up their ears and listened for a while, but they didn't hear the subsequent sound of the gong. If someone suspicious really approached, it stands to reason that they should continue to ring the gold at this time, and the tense atmosphere gradually relaxed.

"Did the guard not hold it steady and accidentally fell to the ground?"

Ling Xiaodong guessed.

Zheng Sier felt that it made sense and sat back down again.

"You rest here for a while, I'll go out and have a look."

Ling Xiaodong was still a little uneasy, leaving Zheng Si'er in the main hall, and went out to check the situation by himself.

He patrolled around for a while, but didn't see anything unusual. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the house, he saw Xiaoqing who was supposed to be in the prison, but now he was walking in the mansion majestically!

At this moment, Xiaoqing seemed to be following the two of them, walking towards the open door.

And all the guards turned a blind eye to what was happening!

Chapter 28 Master Respected

"stop!"

Ling Xiaodong yelled at the three who were walking towards the gate.

The two people walking in front of Xiaoqing stopped suddenly, and turned their heads to look in Ling Xiaodong's direction.

A woman on the left is dressed in plain white, with a thin sword without sheath pinned to her waist.

Her face was covered by a layer of veils, and she couldn't see the face below it clearly, only a pair of water-cut autumn pupils that looked like Pinghu in spring, holy and not like mortal figures.

Ling Xiaodong recognized her at a glance, she was the Saintess of the Luo Sect whom she hadn't seen for a long time——Mu Qinghe!

When Mu Qinghe saw Ling Xiaodong's appearance, waves appeared in his originally calm eyes.

Her eyes opened slightly, and in the next moment, like a mouse seeing a cat, she turned sideways in a little panic, and hid behind the maid Xiaoqing.

And on the right is a white-haired old woman. She is only half a person tall with a hunched body. She holds a dragon's head crutch in one hand and puts the other behind her back. Her wrinkled face is full of kind smiles.

"Someone is not affected?"

The old woman was a little surprised when she saw Ling Xiaodong coming.

"The three stay behind!"

Ling Xiaodong raised his sword finger with his right hand, Yin and Yang emerged out of thin air on his chest, and slowly rotated four layers of gold characters around the black and white Tai Chi.

The first layer of sun, moon and stars is the appearance of the three talents.

On the second floor, Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and White Tiger are the appearances of the four elephants.

The three layers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are the phases of the five elements.

The fourth floor, Zichou, Yinhai, Maoxu, Chenyou, Hashen, Wuwei, are the signs of Liuhe, and the golden characters are layered on top of each other, reflecting each other's radiance, demonstrating his status as a monk in the Liuhe realm.

He is going to cast a spell to temporarily bind these three people here.

"You turned out to be a Liuhe cultivator at such a young age, no wonder!"

The old woman nodded slightly, her eyes showed a little appreciation for Ling Xiaodong, but she was still as stable as Mount Tai, and the kind smile on her face never faded.

She raised the dragon-headed crutch in her hand and slammed it heavily on the ground.

A pure flower bud grew from the bottom of the stick, and the old woman suddenly shook her head and began to sing a melodious song.

"If princes do not love each other, they will fight in the wild; if the heads of families do not love each other, they will usurp each other; if people do not love each other, they will treason against each other; if kings and ministers do not love each other, they will not be loyal; if father and son do not love each other, they will not be kind and filial; if brothers do not love each other, they will not be kind and filial. It’s not harmonious.”

As the song sang, the white buds swelled in the wind.

But it seemed like a phantom, passing through all the solid houses and wooden pillars.

Ling Xiaodong looked around vigilantly, making a tactic in his hand.

Although he didn't know what kind of strange technique it was, he instinctively felt that this thing didn't seem to have any malice towards him, but instead meant being close.

The white-haired old woman continued to chant:

"Everyone in the world does not love each other. The strong will cling to the weak, the masses will rob the poor, the rich will bully the poor, the noble will be humble, and the deceiver will deceive the fool. In the past few days, misfortunes have usurped resentments, and the reason why they arise is because they do not love each other. !”

She paused for a moment, her tone becoming agitated.

"We should love each other instead of attacking each other, love each other and benefit each other!"

The leading crutch in his hand gave another meal.

In an instant, 99 pure lotus petals stretched out instantly, and the golden stamens swayed in the wind, enveloping this open space and Ling Xiaodong as a whole.