...But so what?

Can Feng Rugu ignore the murdered disciple of Feng Ling?

He summoned everyone to tell the incident in Meihua Town in this way.

Before he finished listening, Luo Fuchun was filled with righteous indignation: "Is it a fool who is doing something randomly? Is there anyone in the Taoist sect that is not there? Master, I will definitely be instructed to me for this matter-"

Feng Rugu simply said: "Luo Jiu, block his mouth."

Sang Luojiu held Luo Fuchun's waist with one hand, covered Luo Fuchun's mouth with the other hand, and gently persuaded him in his ear: "Senior brother, please talk less."

Feng Rugu walked up to him, raised his companion folding fan, and pointed the tip of his nose: "How is your Uncle Yan's skill than you? Her swordsmanship is worse than you, at least she is on the top of the line. She has been visiting Meihua Town for a long time, but she has not been able to capture the trace of the traitor, which shows that she is stolen and snatched the monster. Let me ask you, are you going to raise your sword and penetrate, dig three feet into the ground, and catch the monster?"

Luo Fuchun nodded with grievance and straightforwardness.

"I just know how to fight, beat, beat." Feng Rugu knocked six times on his eyebrows, and the sound was crisp and not painful. "Are you reincarnated with a cockfight?"

Yan Jiangnan: "Feng Rugu, you are going to die. You stretch your neck and I'll let you see if my swordsmanship is good."

Feng Rugu: "Stop messing around, I'm going to teach my apprentice."

Feng Rugu: "Also, your swordsmanship... We are all fellow disciples and sisters, and we have deep feelings. Don't force me to insult you."

Yan Jiangnan: “…”

Yan Jiangnan knew that there were less than one hundred sword techniques in the world that could enter the eyes of her junior brother.

In his eyes, ordinary sword geniuses are just stranger weeds.

But the truth is the truth, which does not prevent her from wanting to kill Feng Rugu to death a hundred or eighty times every year.

She could not even imagine the scene of Feng Rugu and a woman in harmony with Taoism. As a woman, she felt that living with Feng Rugu, who could anger people at any time and anywhere was a great suffering in the world.

Over the years, whenever Feng Rugu was so angry that she couldn't speak, she always hoped that Feng Rugu would be like a master and to prove the Taoist ritual with a man.

Yan Jiangnan even thought of the meeting words given to his sister-in-law.

Three words: Day. Death him.

Chang Boning said softly: "Okay, Jiangnan, you bullied it again."

Yan Jiangnan: "…??” Senior brother, what are the problems with your eyes and ears?

Before Yan Jiangnan could answer, Feng Rugu walked to Chang Boning and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior Brother, I was about to mention you, but you spoke."

Chang Boning: “…?”

"I have something to ask for it." Feng Rugu squatted in front of him, looked up at him with a smile, stretched out his hand and waved it. Chang Boning bent down gently and listened to him.

"Don't that leopard kills newlyweds?" Feng Rugu said, "Then I and my senior brother will give them a newlywed couple, how about it?"

Chang Boning couldn't understand it at the first time. After standing up, he blushed after realizing it.

When I saw the two of them being very close, my adoptive father blushed and his heart tightened.

He was indifferent, but he didn't see any confidence in his voice: "What are you talking to your adoptive father?"

Feng Rugu smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Chang Boning said a little shyly: "He wants to be a husband and wife with me."

As one: "…"

Knowing that Feng Rugu was talking about how to eliminate the plum blossoms and suppress the evil spirits, Ruyi was still sad and blurted out: "How can we play with marriage?"

Feng Rugu looked at him and joked with him: "The master has broken the world and still value marriage so much?"

Ru Yi said angrily: "You are your elder brothers and you. If you leave the master together, you will be your brothers. How can you do this? Do this..."

Chang Boning also felt that this was not right. Just as he was about to speak, Yan Jiangnan said, "So what? My master's wife is a brother."

As one: "…"

It would be fine if you didn't say this. Chang Boning was already thin-skinned. After a moment of association, he felt like he was igniting. He lowered his head and slapped his face with his palms for a few seconds, and said in a muffled voice: "It's not appropriate...it's not appropriate."

Ruyi, who has heard of this fate, has become even more heart-warming, holding the Buddhist beads tightly and tightly.

Feng Rugu: "After all over Jiangnan, they have been to Meihua Town, which is equivalent to being exposed. They are exposed under the eyes of the evil person and cannot appear in the town again, otherwise she should be the best candidate... Luo Jiu, are you willing?"

Sang Luojiu let go of Luo Fuchun's hand, "I..."

Ruyi was coldly reminding him: "The master and apprentice are like father and son."

Sang Luojiu raised his eyebrows and smiled warmly, keeping his mouth shut, wanting to see how this lay Buddhist Ruyi could still pick up soreness.

He held Luo Fuchun's clothes.

Luo Fuchun immediately woke up and said enthusiastically: "Master, Fuchun can catch monsters!"

As one: "…"

Feng Rugu: "Thank you, I can't."

Luo Fuchun: "…"

Feng Rugu's eyes turned around Hai Jing.

Hai Jing was frightened and chanted "Amitabha" twice in a row, and hid behind Ruyi.

When Feng Rugu saw that he was so unpicky, he was afraid that his adoptive father would regret it. He was in a state of trouble and blurted out: "No need for others. I am willing to do it."

Feng Rugu's heart thrusts again.

He originally wanted to coax Chang Boning to go back to the mountain early, but as soon as the incident happened in Meihua Town, he felt that his senior brother was gentle and desirable, and he should be more than enough to play the role of a young wife. After all, his senior brother grew up with him and would not have any extra thoughts about him.

He was concerned about the feeling that seemed to exist and not yet existed for him, and did not want to indulge it to take root and sprout.

However, judging by this situation, Ruyi still refused to let go.

His little family has just entered the world, and they are all young and fragile, and they are even more susceptible to injury.

Feng Rugu was unwilling to hurt him seriously. He thought, it would be better to take this opportunity to eliminate this period of dust while getting along with each other.

He knows how to make people hate him best.

When Chang Boning saw that Ruyi had taken the initiative to respond to this matter, he opened his eyes slightly and felt a little sad.

He had intuition that he seemed to have done something wrong.

But before he could speak again, Feng Rugu stood up and said, "Okay."

He walked up to Ruyi's body and took the initiative to hold his hand, with an ambiguous light flashing in his eyelashes: "Master, I'll bother you for the rest of my life."

He thought Ru Yi was disgusted with such sudden physical contact, but unexpectedly, Ru Yi bent his fingertips, but he actually held it down and said, "This is to eliminate monsters and subdue monsters, don't think too much."

Feng Rugu looked at him, quietly let go of his hand, and said, "Master is so proud of humiliation."

Ru Yi felt the slightly cool touch of his fingertips. He held it in disappointment, put his palm into the monk's sleeve, savoring the touch carefully, pursing his lips without saying a word.

Feng Rugu narrowed his eyes ambiguously, patted Ruyi's shoulders, and said aloud: "Master, you have to work harder."

Looking at Feng Rugu's crescent-like crescent eyes, Ruyi suddenly felt something was wrong.

Ru, after drinking bitter medicine for a few days and untie the strange poison in her body, Chang Boning followed Yan Jiangnan to escort the wounds that were eaten by the ghosts. The wounds around her body were not healed, and the pus was not stopped, and the rotten one breath was left to return to Fengling.

After that, Chang Boning returned again and walked into the Plum Blossom Town with Feng Rugu, who had recovered most of his injuries.

Meihua Town is a water town country with one mile and one pool, five miles and one lake, and rivers are connected to each other.

There are no plum blossoms in the plum blossom town in summer, but lotus flowers bloom in a pond. Some leaves are narrower and can support two or three crystal water droplets, while others are wider and can pack a piece of moonlight and pour them into the pond.

The fragrance of lotus pods fills the streets and alleys, and many vendors with accents sell along the streets: "Fresh lotus root - fresh lotus root -"

The door of the Suanbu Pavilion was deserted and deserted. The door was deserted. A middle-aged Taoist priest with long beard and thin body sat in the hall. When the door was deserted, hesitated and couldn't help but feel greedy. He counted five big money, hesitated, and put two in with heartache. He weighed the remaining three in his palm, and then lamented, and shouted: "Brother Shun! Come and have a lotus root!"

The young man named Shun Ge'er cleverly said, holding a piece of lotus root, and was about to enter the hall excitedly, when he turned around and saw a graceful white dress.

Seeing that one hand of lotus mud was about to rub against the extremely expensive kesi skirt, he grabbed his wrist in time with the other hand.

Brother Shun looked up in panic and saw a bright fairy face, smiling at him: "Brother, walk and look at the road."

Brother Shun grew up in this small water town since he was young, and he had never seen a god. He was fascinated by his eyes and was only watching the group step into Jiang Shenxian's immortal palace.

Before Jiang Shenxian could wait for the lotus root, he waited for a group of noble people first.

The leader was the appearance of a young man from Wuling, who was elegant and elegant, with a beautiful appearance, and was extremely generous. Before he could speak, a piece of silver was put down on the stage, almost shaking the eyes of Shenxian Jiang.

He asked, "Master Jiang?"

Jiang Shenxian swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "Yes, it's me."

The young man smiled: "We are waiting elsewhere. I heard that you are very good at fortune-telling classes and are well-known in all villages. So I came here specially. Can you please be convenient?"

Shenxian Jiang came back to his senses and immediately took off his airs and said, "Telling fortunes requires fate, and there is no inconvenience. If there is fate, it will be as fate as possible, anytime, anywhere, any place, all will be as fate as possible; if there is no fate, no time, no place, all will be as fate..."

With Jiang Shenxian’s experience, he must have to show his fairy style to tell fortunes so that he can believe in three points before he starts fortune-telling.

But the young man in front of him looked at him with interest, not as if he was respectful, but as if he was watching an interesting juggling: "Then please calculate, do you have a fate with this girl?"

If in the past, when encountering such a person who does not understand etiquette, Jiang Shenxian would blow his beard and stare at the least, and drive him out to show his status as a valuable person. He should not be ignored.

However, now is not the time for him to show off.

There were many troubles in the city, monsters were rampant, and they were just killing newly married couples. A few days ago, a female Taoist priest with great magical power came to Meihua Town for a while, but she found nothing.
To be continued...