After burying the dead villagers, Yang Tiantai did another ritual. Now Li Tianmu, Lu Xianping, Zeng Ding and Mu Wushuang were injured, so these things were all done by Yang Tiantai. It was getting late, and Li Tianmu decided to rest on the spot and go on a journey tomorrow. After dinner, Li Tianmu asked people to keep a few bonfires. Mu Wushuang, Mrs. Huayin and Li Tianmu and others sat in front of a bonfire and discussed the vigil.

"What are the plans of Madam?" Li Tianmu asked Mrs. Huayin, and said that Yang Tiantai was not injured at the moment. If Mrs. Huayin could walk with her, it would be better. Mrs. Huayin glanced at Mu Wushuang and saw that the injuries on Mu Wushuang's face had recovered, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have a distant relative in Tuohe, and I want to find him." Li Tianmu and his men were happy when they heard this: the route to Tuohe and they were basically the same. "Will the lady walk with us?" Li Tianmu asked tentatively. "The ghosts don't want to go with you." Lady Huayin said slowly to Li Tianmu with a blank look.

When Lu Xianping heard this, he felt a little disappointed. "But I am a monster, not a ghost." Mrs. Huayin changed her tone, which was equivalent to agreeing to Li Tianmu. Lu Xianping was happy and immediately looked at Mrs. Huayin, which happened to meet her eyes. Mrs. Huayin quickly turned her eyes away from Lu Xianping's face, looked at Mu Wushuang with a strange expression and said, "This grandson was beaten so badly by me. If something happened, I would always feel sorry for me. I hate that I owe others favors the most."

Yang Tiantai had already told Mu Wushuang about the misunderstanding between Mu Wushuang. "Okay, okay." Li Tianmu said happily, "To be honest, we are so many elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and we may have to worry too much." Mrs. Huayin snorted and said, "What's the matter between the old, weak, sick and disabled, and I'm just going to care about my mother. If you want to care about me, just care about that girl Su." Li Tianmu smiled awkwardly. Indeed, he was not qualified to ask Mrs. Huayin to help. "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. Just go to bed in the middle of the night, and let the Taoist priest named Yang come to serve me in the middle of the night." Mrs. Huayin waved her hand impatiently, then got up and left.

"I don't know each other." Lu Xianping smiled and said. "Yeah, it's better than someone who dares to say it." Yang Tiantai said. Lu Xianping narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Tiantai and asked, "Junior Brother Qiansheng, what do you say?" "Brother Feng Jue, I didn't say you, why are you anxious?" Yang Tiantai asked back. "I bet Senior Brother Lu doesn't want to take a shower for three months." After learning that Lu Xianping was carried back by Mrs. Huayin, Zeng Ding also said with a smile. "Hmph! Don't make fun of it!" Lu Xianping's face was really a little overwhelmed, and his face became extremely embarrassed.

Li Tianmu hurriedly smoothed out the situation and said, "Okay, okay, don't be happy with your Senior Brother Lu. Everyone has injuries, so take a break early. Junior Brother Yang, you have also consumed a lot of true energy today. You should recover as soon as possible. You will have to watch over for Mrs. Huayin later." The rest of the people got up and returned to their bedding. Only Lu Xianping walked to Mu Wushuang and sat cross-legged and said to Mu Wushuang: "Mr. Nephew, you have never practiced internal skills and don't know how to recuperate. I will teach you some superficial exercise methods, which will also help you recover from your injuries." "Thank you, uncle." After that, Mu Wushuang also sat cross-legged with Lu Xianping.

"The Qi walks through the quiet sea of ​​Dantian, and Shaojiao passes through the five elements..." Mu Wushuang slowly mobilizes his true energy according to Lu Xianping's formula for mobilizing his skills, and he feels much more comfortable. Mu Wushuang was closing his eyes to exercise his skills, and suddenly he feels someone walking in front of him. Mu Wushuang looked up and saw that it was Mrs. Huayin. "Hey," Mrs. Huayin said to Mu Wushuang a little unnaturally: "This is for you, it will be better to wipe your face faster. I... I don't know if you are really injured." Lu Xianping also opened his eyes, and saw that Mrs. Huayin's face turned slightly red, and she twisted her face and deliberately did not look at them. She was holding a white porcelain bottle in her hand. "Thank you, senior." Mu Wushuang took the porcelain bottle and said. Mrs. Huayin turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly stopped and said, "Just twice a day, apply it to the wound." After that, he left without looking back.

Lu Xianping looked at her back and felt a warm current flowing through her heart. Mrs. Huayin's slightly red side face kept lingering in her mind. Lu Xianping suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help but curse, "I'm thinking about something when I first met!" Mu Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable. He pulled out Ju Luo sword from his side and inserted the sword to the ground. Lu Xianping knew that Ju Luo sword was in danger and Mu Wushuang was indeed more sensible to do this. He immediately stood up and said, "Let's go here, please rest early, my uncle, uncle, please rest early." "Thank you, uncle, take a rest early, too." Lu Xianping nodded, but looked at Mrs. Huayin's back unconsciously.

The moon was shining, and the slim back and bright long hair made Lu Xianping's heart beat faster. Lu Xianping hurriedly calmed down, turned around and walked silently towards his bedding. After lying down, Lu Xianping couldn't calm down, and his mind was filled with the slightly thin back under the moonlight. It was late at night, and Mrs. Huayin turned around a few times in the place where the villagers were sleeping. Some children were not honest in sleeping, and Mrs. Huayin tidied them up one by one, and then continued to patrol like a shadow. Mrs. Huayin's every move was seen by two people, one was Yang Tiantai and the other was Lu Xianping.

Yang Tiantai had to watch over the middle of the night, so he kept his eyes closed and did not dare to sleep. Lu Xianping said in the words of the Book of Songs, "I can't find it, and I toss and turn." Lu Xianping's every move was naturally seen by Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai couldn't help but sigh: "Fate is so good. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Lu will eliminate demons and protect the way for half his life, and will be incompatible with monsters. Now he has fallen in love with a demon woman. If Mrs. Huayin does not appear, Brother Feng Jue will probably be alone for the rest of his life. Well, I hope you two will not follow the footsteps of Senior Brother Cui and Miss Xiaoxiao."

As he approached, Mrs. Huayin yawned and swept around with her eyelids down. The villagers were already asleep, and she was also a little drowsy. Yang Tiantai stood up and looked at the stars in the sky, knowing that it was approaching me. Yang Tiantai quietly walked to Mrs. Huayin and said in a low voice: "Mrs. I'm so sleepy. I'll leave the rest to you." After Mrs. Huayin yawned, she walked to a tree as thick as a bowl, sat on the ground and hugged her head and fell asleep. Yang Tiantai heard a light sound not far away, turned his head and saw that Mu Wushuang pulled out Juluo sword from the ground and walked towards him.

"Mr. Nephew, you have injuries on your body, why are you doing?" Yang Tiantai asked frowned. Mu Wushuang held the sword and sighed and said in a low voice, "Uncle Yang, I can't sleep." "Okay, then you can accompany me outside to take a walk." Yang Tiantai said in a low voice. Mu Wushuang nodded and followed Yang Tiantai to the other side of the foot of the mountain. The peak at night seemed desolate and deep, like a silent giant beast, and seemed to stand up at any time. The pale moonlight did not make the forest brighter, but seemed even more dim. Yang Tiantai looked at Mu Wushuang, and Mu Wushuang was obviously feeling a little depressed. Yang Tiantai shook his head and said, "Wushuang, isn't it a bit confusing?" Mu Wushuang was silent for a moment before simply saying the word "yes".

Yang Tiantai had guessed Mu Wushuang's thoughts, so he could only sigh and said, "Zhen Mo has lived in seclusion for many years and is used to being free in that paradise. He doesn't want you to get involved in worldly disputes, so he doesn't give me all his gifts. Do you blame your master?" Mu Wushuang did not answer Yang Tiantai, but just looked straight at the open space where the villagers were resting. Yang Tiantai moved his mouth and continued, "Oh, Senior Brother Li doesn't know, some birds are destined to be unable to be locked up. But he is also for your own good, if..." "Uncle Yang, Senior Nephew knows." Mu Wushuang said slowly. "Return to the master's sect, Uncle Master will give you all his gifts and will never be retained. But if you are involved in sect disputes, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster." "Thank you, Uncle Yang." As soon as Mu Wushuang finished speaking, the verse in his hand suddenly made a sharp roar.
Chapter completed!