The next day, early morning.

The rain finally stopped all night.

The rising sun is like fire, covering the entire Luotian Mountain with a layer of red color.

The mountain breeze that blows from time to time blows the branches and leaves a few drops of crystal dew.

The air is filled with a fresh fragrance. After the rain, the blue bricks and green tiles in the villages and towns are completely refreshed.

After receiving the news, some brave villagers rushed back to their homes early and began to clean the courtyards and repair the houses. There were even curling smoke from the chimneys on several roofs, as if indicating that everything was going back.

The fire in the room had already burned out, and a pile of dark charcoal was left to emit a light smoke from time to time. A noise in the house opposite attracted everyone's attention, which was the place where the monks of Kongjue Temple rested last night.

Kong Ming hurriedly ran over to check it out, and after a moment, he ran back and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Kongxing, the iron-headed Arhat and the short red-clothed monk escaped during the rainy night."

Without waiting for Kongxing to speak, Jingchenzi, who had always been impatient, slapped his thigh, stood up, and blamed him: "You, why are you so careless!"

Knight Xing glanced at Jingchenzi, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha, fellow Taoist Jingchenzi is correct in reproaching, I have nothing to say."

When Jingchenzi heard this, he no longer had to say anything, so he had to sway his sleeves and snort.

Feng Shuzhu shook his head and said, "Don't make any noise about this matter so as not to cause panic among the villagers." When he said this, he turned around and looked out the window and sighed, "They also want to rebuild their homes. According to Feng's intention, Taoist Master Jingchenzi returned to Yunguan, Master Knight Xingxing and others went to Zhulongling to detoxify. In order to prevent the demon from returning, Feng was willing to stay here for a while, and I don't know what the two of them meant."

Jingchenzi looked at Kongming and said, "I have no objection."

The dumbstruck clasped his hands together and said, "It's time for the young master Feng."

Chu Qing, who had already woken up on the side, widened her eyes when she heard this and said happily: "Brother Feng, that means I can play here for a few more days."

Feng Shuzhu smiled and said lightly: "You can follow Xiaojiu to inspect the surrounding situation. Those demons should not be Xiaojiu's opponents."

When Chu Qing heard that she could help Feng Shuzhu do a serious business, she was extremely happy and said, "Then I will go now and help Brother Feng patrol the mountains." After that, she packed the sleeping little fat bear bags in cloth bags, turned around and called Xiaojiu, and then went out like a flash.

Seeing this, Kongxing looked at Jingchenzi, then looked at Feng Shuzhu with a smile, and said, "Young Master Feng has such a cheerful and lively sister, I'm afraid it will be a blessing for the right way in the future."

Feng Shuzhu heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Dakineng: "Dakineng Master, don't worry, although my sister is a nine-tailed fox, she is pure and kind by nature. She is a rare piece of unparalleled jade. She will never be anything in the pond."

When Kwang Xing heard the words, he recited the Buddha's name and said, "With the young hero Feng, I have been worried."

At this time, Shui Lingyue had already woken up, but she did not participate in the conversation. She just sat by the bed with her jade face covered in frost, quietly guarding the senior sister of her classmates.

Feng Shuzhu walked over slowly and called out: "Water Girl."

Shui Lingyue raised her bright and beautiful eyes, looked at Feng Shuzhu, and said lightly: "Young Master Feng doesn't have to be so polite, just call me my name."

Feng Shuzhu paused and said with a smile: "Then call you Miss Shui."

Shui Lingyue nodded slightly, lowered her head again, her eyelashes trembled twice, and she looked at her senior sister who had been sleeping with thoughts.

Feng Shuzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss Shui, don't worry. In the next period of time, Feng will definitely help you heal your senior sister."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed across Rushuang's face and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Feng."

The two of them helped him up together and leaned against the bed. Feng Shuzhu took out the flute again and blew a song "Clean Heart and Calm Divine Song" to help him discharge some poisonous blood again.

Seeing that the senior sister's expression gradually improved, although Shui Lingyue looked at Feng Shuzhu coldly, a strange look flashed deep in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of "Feng Shaoxia" coming from behind him. Feng Shuzhu turned his head and looked at it. It turned out to be Jingchenzi. He saw that he was in full dress and was about to leave.

Feng Shuzhu whispered to Shui Lingyue, then walked over and said, "Is Taoist Master going back to the mountain?"

Jingchenzi's face was as deep as water and nodded.

Feng Shuzhu looked out the window and found that it was already sunny. It was almost noon. He raised his hand and said, "Since that's the case, then Feng will give it to Taoist priest, please." After that, the two of them left the door in front and behind.

At this time, there were more people coming and going on the streets outside the house, but most of them were villagers who returned to their hometown after hearing the news, but they did not see Kongjue Temple. The disciples of Guiyun, Feng Shuzhu couldn't help but be surprised.

Jingchenzi raised his head slightly, his face looked a little solemn, and said, "Everyone is on the side of the small temple, let's go with me." After that, he walked in front.

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment, and looked at Jingchenzi and the crowds passing through the streets, with a sense of sadness on his face, and he was almost certain that the deceased had not yet rested.

Sure enough, after coming to the small temple, I saw an empty field full of people, each with sad expressions and a solemn expression. There were many mortals standing around the outside, supporting the elderly and young, and there were those who were crying in a sad way. They stood neatly inside and the disciples of Guiyun Temple and Kongjue Temple, ready to go.

Kongxing stood at the innermost point, closed his eyes tightly, muttering to Kong Ming and others. It seemed that he was reciting scriptures. In front of everyone were three huge firewood piles filled with the fallen Kongjue Temple, Guiyun audience members, and the demon demons who were punished. Behind the firewood pile were three huge spiritual sheds. It seemed that they were set up in the rain last night to store the corpse.

Feng Shuzhu and Jingchenzi came to the inside and stood in front of the Chaiduo.

After finishing chanting the scriptures, Master Kanxing opened his eyes, his expression was extremely sad, and he said with a trembling voice: "Fellow Taoist Jingchenzi, can the cremation begin?"

Jingchenzi sighed deeply, and did not speak, just nodded.

Kong Ming turned his head and looked at Kong Ming. Kong Ming immediately brought a few disciples, holding torches in his hands, and came to the firewood pile. He paused, gritted his teeth, threw the torch at the firewood pile, and with a "sky" sound, the flames suddenly surged into the sky.

The monks of Kongjue Temple clasped their hands together and kept chanting Buddha's name. There were several disciples in Guiyun Temple who held the magic bell and shook them continuously, emitting talismans into the air. The villagers on the outside knelt down and cried bitterly. After all, the sea of ​​fire was the righteous sword immortal who died for them.

After a stick of incense, the flames gradually faded. Jingchenzi turned around and bowed, saying, "Young Master Feng, Master Dao, I will say goodbye."

Feng Shuzhu offered his hands and said, "There will be a date later. Please ask the Taoist priest to say hello to the head of Xuan Qingzi on his behalf."

The dakini clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and said, "Fellow Taoist is here to take care of me. I am grateful to the Taoist Taoist who sacrificed his life on behalf of the master."

Jingchenzi nodded, waved his hand and led the disciples away.

The villagers spontaneously saw each other off the street, and those with eased legs and feet walked out of the village with Guiyun audience silently. Jingchenzi was filled with emotion and repeatedly refused. It was not until everyone disappeared from the official road that the villagers turned around and returned. After all, discerning people had already seen that the biggest contribution to this battle was Guiyun Temple.

Just as Feng Shuzhu, Dongxing and others were about to leave the small temple and walk back to the village, an old man dressed in woodcutter led an older man who was even older with a crutch in his hand, surrounded by everyone.

The old woodcutter came to the opposite side, bowed to Feng Shuzhu, and smiled and said, "Do you still know the old man?"

Feng Shuzhu looked closely and said, "You are Mr. Liang."

Old Man Liang smiled honestly and said, "Young Master is so good at memory. Please recommend it to the old man. This is the leader of my Liang clan." While speaking, he turned around and held the old man holding a crutch and took a step forward.

The leader of the Liang clan approached Feng Shuzhu, Kongxing and others. Before he could speak, he threw down his crutch and knelt on the ground "splash". When the villagers around him saw it, they all knelt down.

Feng Shuzhu said in surprise: "Why did the old man perform such a great gift? He broke into Wansheng and others." He stepped forward and wanted to reach out to support him.

The leader of the Liang clan cried and choked and said, "Although we are rural villagers, we are also very grateful. Luotian Village suffered this disaster all the people who sacrificed their lives to save me. Please accept my prayers." After that, he led the villagers to kneel down.

Feng Shuzhu and others hurried forward, helped the elders up, walked to the stone statue of the snail goddess together, found a clean place, settled him down and talked.

It turned out that a thousand years ago, the ancestors of the Liang family were in danger in this mountain. Fortunately, the fairy of Tianchi was saved by the rescue of the fairy of Tianchi, so they believed that the fairy of Tianchi was the guardian goddess of the Liang family, so they built a temple statue here. After generations of reproduction, this temple and even the Liang family villages had today's scale. However, they did not expect that the disaster was now. As for why the snails held by the goddess stone statue had such magic power, there was no way to know, but the temple was destroyed now and the home was burned by demons. If it were rebuilt, it would be better than climbing to the sky.

Furthermore, after discussion among the clan members, they wanted to build an immortal temple for the sword immortals who died here, and remember their kindness for generations. Guiyun audience members had already left with them, but the clan members had asked about the Taoist name of the sword immortal who died last night, and they dared not forget it. When they said this, everyone couldn't help but burst into tears and sobbed.

Feng Shuzhu nodded slightly and said to the leader of the Liang clan, "Old man, if you rebuild your home, will the current difficulty be manpower or money?"

The head of the Liang clan sighed deeply and said, "After the young master asked me, I am embarrassed, but the truth is that I am really short of money. Even though I have experienced this sudden disaster, my clan still has nearly a thousand people."

Feng Shuzhu heard this and smiled happily, saying, "This is not a difficult thing."

Everyone, including the Blind, was surprised.

Feng Shuzhu explained the two-faced Buddha's wealth accumulation and informed him of the detailed location of the treasure.

After hearing this, the Liang clan members were overjoyed and immediately arranged for people to go up the mountain to dig treasures. Because Kongming had experience in entering the mountain, Kongxing sent him to lead a few disciples to go up the mountain with the villagers.

When the villagers learned that the sword immortals still needed to stay for a while, the villagers were very happy, so the leader of the Liang clan selected several courtyards and sent someone to repair them immediately for everyone to live in.

After nightfall, the villagers had already repaired a courtyard house. The monks of Kongjue Temple lived in the larger main courtyard, while Feng Shuzhu, Shui Lingyue and others lived in the smaller courtyard.

This courtyard was originally owned by a large official in the village. The main courtyard is five rooms and seven entrances, with living rooms, master rooms, wing rooms, flower beds, guest rooms, stages, etc. In front and back, there is a two-story building in the backyard, facing the study room, with a pond downstairs, a small pavilion and Taihu stones. Looking carefully, it is like many kinds of animals, and it is full of fun. Just because the owner's family was originally going out to visit relatives, and learned that the village was suffering from this disaster, they have never returned. The servants and servants also fled in scattered places and disappeared, so they temporarily became a homeless place. The leader of the Liang clan settled everyone here.

Shui Lingyue and her senior sister lived in the Miss Building, while Feng Shuzhu and Chu Qing lived in the opposite study room. This study room was two, the outer room was the place where the owner reads and reads the papers, and the inner room was a temporary nap room.

The indoor lights were as bright as beans. Chu Qing widened her eyes and lay on several tables. She boredly touched the pussy bear bag that had already been sleeping soundly with her hands. Feng Shuzhu sat quietly beside her, looking at the moon shadow that invaded the screen, thinking about something.

With a "puff", the little fat bear bag suddenly sneezes in his sleep, which attracted Feng Shuzhu to look back and watch. This time, he remembered many things to ask Chu Qing, and then said, "By the way, Qing'er, how did you encounter this baggage beast?"

When Chu Qing heard this question, she became interested and told Feng Shuzhu to leave all the things that happened during this period in one breath. How did she be taken away by Yuan Wuxi, how did she accidentally enter the underground palace, how did she fight against the big green snake and was rescued by Xiaojiu, how did she pick wild fruits? Finally, she talked about how to catch the little fat bear bag, and Feng Shuzhu couldn't stop nodding.

"So, Qing'er has encountered extraordinary experiences during this period." Feng Shuzhu looked at Chu Qing's fingers around her wrist and said.

Chu Qing swallowed her saliva, eased her breath, and said, "Yes, Brother Feng, but I still don't know how to use this round finger softness."

Feng Shuzhu looked around his fingers for a while, but saw that the jade was very gentle and delicate, the carvings were extremely delicate and smooth, and the two twisted silks were even more three-dimensional and realistic, and there seemed to be a flow of spiritual light inside. Then he thought about the construction appearance of the underground palace and said: "This thing should be an innate magic weapon, and it seems to have a great connection with the underground palace. However, Nu Jiao is actually the ancestor of the Nine-tailed Clan of Tushan clan. Perhaps he has his own fixed numbers in the future. Qing'er will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future. As for you who say you can't use it now, Brother Feng doesn't know the secret, but Qing'er gets this magic weapon because of the fate, so you can take it naturally and follow your thoughts.

Chu Qing frowned slightly, and whispered in a low voice: "Let it go with the flow, according to her thoughts." After thinking for a while, she still didn't understand. So she didn't think about it for now, but smiled and said: "By the way, Brother Feng, who is that Yuan Wuxi? Why is he so bad? I don't tell me to take it away, but often fights with Xiaojiu, and says that she wants to catch Xiaojiu and ride it to play."

Feng Shuzhu smiled happily and said, "The name of Yuan Wuxi is Xuan Yuanzi. He is the senior brother of Xuan Qing, the head of Guiyunguan, the largest sect in the fairy world. He is playful and likes to joke, but he is kind locally, has profound Taoism, and is uncertain whereabouts. As for Xiaojiu, he is joking. During the fight, he also taught Xiaojiu a lot of Taoism. He is actually a friend of Brother Feng for many years."

When Chu Qing heard this, she pouted and said, "But he always likes to lie. The day before yesterday, she asked me and Xiaojiu to chase Yan Shoutian, and said that Brother Feng's letter was snatched by that man."

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "He is an old naughty boy, I know you and Xiaojiu can't catch up."

When Chu Qing heard this, she glared at her eyes and said, "Where, we really chased her. Yan Shoutian was seriously injured, but he was rescued by Lin Xianniang!"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he was shocked and said, "I was rescued? Who is Lin Xianniang?"

Then, Chu Qing stood up and told the story of the day vividly: It turned out that Chu Qing took Xiao Fei Bear bags and Xiao Jiu, from Cangqing Mountain to Fangwai Mountain, and asked all the way to Luotian Mountain. Who knew that he met Yuan Wuxi again halfway, and Yuan Wuxi insisted on comparing who was faster with Xiaojiu, so both sides flew all the way. Just when he arrived above Luotian Mountain, he saw thick smoke rolling and the world was filled with evil spirits. Yuan Wuxi said something wrong, and immediately sacrificed a sword light, turned into Yin and Yang energy, and fought with Yan Shoutian. Later, Yan Shoutian ran away with wounds. Yuan Wuxi and Chu Qing said that the devil snatched Feng Shuzhu's letter and wanted to recover it immediately, so Chu Qing chased Xiaojiu.

Yan Shutian was injured. At first, he escaped very quickly, but later he became slower and slower. When he chased him to an arrow, suddenly, Chu Qing's eyes flashed, and a huge silver net lies in the air, blocking the way. Later, behind the giant net, Lin Xianniang, who met in the stone cave in Cangqing Mountain that day and night, appeared. She held Yan Shutian with her hand and stood in the air. When she learned that Chu Qing was coming for a letter, she laughed wildly.

It was clear that if Feng Shuzhu really robbed the letter, why didn't Feng Shuzhu come to chase him personally? It would be difficult for Yan Shoutian to chase after him with his own actions until his old wounds relapsed. He woke up Chu Qing with one word and knew that he had been deceived by Yuan Wuxi again. However, when Yan Shoutian and Feng Shuzhu and others saw it with their own eyes, Chu Qing went forward to capture him. However, Xiaojiu and Chu Qing could not break the huge net, and could only watch Lin Xianniang and Yan Shoutian slowly leave.

"I didn't expect that Lin Xianniang was a man in the devil's way. She thought she was just a demon." After Chu Qing finished speaking, she said angrily.

Feng Shuzhu fell into deep thought and said for a while: "As you said, Lin Xianniang appeared in Cangqing Mountain."

Chu Qing nodded vigorously and said, "Although she was just passing by on a rainy night that day, Qing'er's intuition was that she lived nearby."

Feng Shuzhu frowned slightly, shook her head, and whispered: "If she had lived in Cangqing Mountain for a long time, Xiaojiu, who patrolled the mountains every day, wouldn't have been able to find it." Her voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself.

But Chu Qing heard it clearly and took the conversation and said, "She recognized Xiaojiu. That day, I mentioned Brother Feng. She glanced at Xiaojiu and asked if it was Feng Shuzhu, who was close to Sisi Xiaozhu."
To be continued...