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

"Hey! What are you doing! How can you be a hooligan!"

Zheng Si'er looked at her body was stepping on her feet, pressing brother Ling to ask for kisses on the wall. Although she didn't know anything else, mouth to mouth is something that can be performed on the stage.

This is not something that can be done between brothers, only between husband and wife!

She immediately blushed with embarrassment, and went forward to grab Mu Qinghe's arm in a panic, but Mu Qinghe couldn't make her wish, so she tied Ling Xiaodong's waist with her backhand, and stretched her tongue deeper.

"You stinky rascal! Let go of Brother Ling!"

　Only then was Mu Qinghe pulled away by Zheng Si'er who was in a hurry. She raised her sleeve to wipe her moist thin lips, and gave Zheng Si'er a provocative glance.

"Didn't you say you can use it casually?"

"you!"

Zheng Si'er was so choked that she couldn't speak, only she stared angrily.

"Daoist Ling, you were rude just now."

Mu Qinghe took half a step back, and bowed gracefully to Ling Xiaodong, her face looked calm as usual, but the red roots of her ears and those pink earballs revealed the shyness in her heart.

"It can be regarded as repaying the kiss you gave me back then."

She blinked playfully, as if asking Ling Xiaodong again if she still remembered the past.

"Uh... it's okay."

Ling Xiaodong replied awkwardly, but was dragged back by Zheng Si'er.

"What should I do? I'm going to have a baby!"

She turned around anxiously, looking worried.

"Kid? What kid?"

Ling Xiaodong asked casually, then turned his gaze to the other two present.

Grandma Mo, the left protector of Naluo Sect, didn't react at all, she still had a kind smile that hadn't changed for thousands of years, as if she didn't see her saintess kissing a good boy.

On the other hand, Yue Yingying folded her hands on her chest, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth were full of sarcasm.

"Just friends? People you know?"

She sent a voice transmission to Ling Xiaodong, repeating what Ling Xiaodong said to her before.

Ling Xiaodong shrugged helplessly, and smiled at the master twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Zheng Si'er on the side shook Ling Xiaodong's arm vigorously. Seeing that Ling Xiaodong was so calm, she couldn't help but anxiously said:

"Brother Ling, are you not in a hurry? You are going to be a father!"

"what?"

Ling Xiaodong's attention was forcibly drawn back by Zheng Si'er, and only then did he notice that Brother Que was talking nonsensically.

Chapter 42 Hexagrams

"That's what you just said!"

Zheng Si'er pulled Ling Xiaodong aside, and whispered in his ear, blushing.

"Huh? That?"

"Oh! That's... that's it!"

Zheng Si'er blushed, and then stretched out an index finger on each of her left and right hands, and pressed the fingers together.

"Got it? This is it!"

Ling Xiaodong saw that this was about Mu Qinghe pressing himself against the wall and kissing him forcefully. He scratched his head and asked:

"Uh, what does this have to do with me being a father?"

"It doesn't matter! It's a big deal!"

Zheng Si'er clenched her fists at her sides, lowered her head and said in embarrassment:

"After the kiss...there will be a baby! And she still conceived with my body! What can I do!"

Ling Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't understand the joints in it for a while.

After listening to Zheng Si'er's explanation all the way, he burst into laughter and said:

"Brother Que, who taught you this? Don't worry, it's fine."

"How could it be! When I was watching a play in the palace, I often saw two people, a man and a woman having sex... After doing this, they immediately appeared on stage with a child in their arms!"

Zheng Si'er's expression was extremely serious, and she opened her moist autumn eyes and explained to Ling Xiaodong in a serious manner.

"How can the things in the drama be counted? Those are all fake!"

Ling Xiaodong almost understood why Zheng Sier had such a misunderstanding.

In these operas, in order to perform love and love, she directly skipped the bridal chamber flowers and candles that could not be performed, and directly carried a child out at the transition, which made her think that kissing would make her pregnant.

"Don't think about it, I will still lie to you!"

Ling Xiaodong smiled and touched Zheng Si'er's head in front of him.

This intimate gesture was noticed by Mu Qinghe again, causing her to gnash her teeth secretly, and angrily turned around to avoid watching the interaction between the two.

Yue Yingying at the side rolled her eyes at Ling Xiaodong, turned her head to look at Mu Qinghe, and asked:

"Besides this, do you have any other clues?"

"Other clues...if we had, we wouldn't be sneaking up on Ling Daochang in the middle of the night."

Mu Qinghe sighed softly and shook her head slightly.

"No clues?"

Yue Yingying frowned slightly, put down her arms wrapped around her chest, and asked again:

"Then do you have that black impermanence object on your body? With these objects, I can estimate where he is now."

But Mu Qinghe still shook her head.

"There are some, such as the clothes he wore, or the weapons he used, but the leader has used these things to calculate, but in the end it seems that something blocked the secret, and he could not calculate his specific location."

"If your leader can't figure it out, I may not be able to figure it out."

Yue Yingying has always been very arrogant. She may not be unable to do things that others cannot do.

"How is it possible! The leader of the cult has magical powers over the world. She was sitting on the lotus platform that day, transporting her mind to the three realms. She couldn't find the whereabouts of Hei Wuchang even if she picked her fingers and searched her veins..."

Before Mu Qinghe finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yue Yingying.

She spread her white and tender palm towards Mu Qinghe.

"Give me something."

The plain tone contained the implication that no rejection was allowed, which made the saintly highness who was pampered and admired by thousands of people slightly startled.

"Hey, Grandma Mo, give that hook to the priest."

Mu Qinghe had no choice but to turn around and tell Grandma Mo to do what Yue Yingying said.

Grandma Mo turned over her hand and used her sleeves to take out a weapon.

It was a hook that looked like a sickle for agriculture. The whole thing was dark and dull, and it was emitting bursts of cold air. The inside and outside of the hook were sharpened on both sides, and a long, thin and long black gold iron chain was tied behind it.

"This is the weapon that Hei Wuchang left behind on the way to escape. It's called the soul lock hook. It is made of cold iron from outside the sky. Putting it into water can condense water into ice in summer, full of yin."

Yue Yingying took over the cold black weapon, and even she couldn't help shivering when she was unprepared.

"So evil?"

She forced out the cold air in her body, let the spiritual energy condense in the palm of her hand, and turned it into a glove to isolate the direct contact with this weapon.

"Give me four more copper coins."

Hearing this, Mu Qinghe flipped through her purse, but there were only broken silver and gold leaves in it, where there were no copper coins, and finally Ling Xiaodong took out four clear yellow copper coins and put them in Yue Yingying's palm.

Yue Yingying stood where she was, and casually threw the four round copper coins into the air.

The copper coins did not fall to the ground, but surrounded Yue Yingying in four directions: southeast, northwest, and quietly suspended in the air.

"At the beginning of the hexagram, there is a yang, and the talisman festival turns to the sky at the child time."

Yue Yingying closed her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and poured out the mysterious and mysterious Qingling Taoist voice.

Under the embroidered shoes, the yin and yang circulated, gradually expanded outwards, and slowly rotated. The copper coins that were originally suspended around the body and pointed in all directions also glowed with golden light.

"Lin Gua clearly transports the red dragon, and it is rainy in the Mid-Spring Festival."

As the second syntax jue blurted out, the four copper coins shone like gold, and the Tai Chi Yin Yang Eight Diagrams on the bottom of Yue Yingying's feet also turned faster and faster.

Grandma Mo on the side watched Yue Yingying cast a spell with a serious expression, while Mu Qinghe and Zheng Si'er felt extremely dizzy watching it, as if something was praising in harmony in the dark, but they couldn't hear clearly.

So they closed their eyes and covered their ears, neither listening nor looking.

Ding!

There was just a soft sound, and the copper coin in the west seemed to be unable to bear it. It shattered on the spot, lost its light and fell to the ground.

But Yue Yingying didn't care about this change at all, she still closed her eyes and said:

"Dun Gua Yuan came to Jing Zhengqiu, but it was taken over by Huo Yun, who was in Kun position."

There was another crisp sound, and the southern copper coins also shattered, and the pieces fell to the ground clangingly.

"No hexagram will be happy in the future, and the three yangs have retreated and returned to yin."

The remaining two copper coins began to tremble violently, and the golden light on them flickered, but none of them cracked.

"Guan Gua Yi Xi Dao is over, and the talisman festival is just right in the unitary time."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, the two copper coins symbolizing the east and the north exploded at the same time, and the soul-locking hook made of cold iron in her palm disappeared together.

Yue Yingying suddenly opened her eyes, and she looked in one direction.

"That person is in the northeast!"

Mu Qinghe's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Yue Yingying in front of her in disbelief.

"Really figured it out? How is it possible? Obviously the leader..."

"Your Highness, without further ado, let's go!"

Although Hei Wuchang is in the northeast right now, he doesn't know where he will go next, and now he has to race against time to get there.

Grandma Mo didn't have time to distinguish the truth of the hexagram results, so she directly dragged Mu Qinghe, who was still in a daze with her small mouth, to the northeast, and Ling Xiaodong and his party followed closely behind.

Chapter 43 Separate Actions

When the group of people arrived in the northeast of Hecheng, the first thing they saw was not a black figure, but a group of menacing residents running around on the streets.

They were in groups, holding lanterns or torches in their hands, and most of them were young men.

Zheng Si'er looked suspiciously at the crowd not far ahead, tugged at Ling Xiaodong's sleeve beside her, and asked:

"What are they doing? Why don't they rest so late?"

Ling Xiaodong frowned and looked at the crowd in front of him. Before he could speak, the crowd seemed to have spotted them.

"There's someone over there!"

"Go! Go and have a look!"

"Don't let that flower picker get away!"

A few men's shouts came from the crowd, which could be heard very clearly at night, and then they rushed towards Ling Xiaodong and his party holding torches, and surrounded them.

Both Zheng Si'er and Mu Qinghe stretched out their hands to touch the weapons at their waists vigilantly.

After all, this group of people did not seem to be friendly, and they might be the newly recruited disciples of the Bailian leader.

"What are you doing!"