"..."

Thank you, "What about people?"

The three people entered the small building, and there was no one in the house. The various magic weapons were arranged according to the original appearance. Only when the door was opened, they were all invalidated. Xie Li shouted in the psychic array: "The wind master? Where are you?"

On the way, because of the tight road, plus Shi Qingxuan is too excited, thank you for suggesting that he should meditate first and calm down, do not think about it, and scare yourself, Shi Qingxuan feels very reasonable, and his speech is gradually less. It is not that there is no sudden echo, so thankfulness is not aware of the abnormality. At the moment, there is no one to call, and no one should, he has a foreboding premonition in his heart. Because there are only two possibilities for this situation: Shi Qingxuan deliberately ignores it, or he has lost consciousness.

There are more than ten magic weapons on the windshield, and all of them are rare. All of them are used by the pity, and nothing can easily break through from the outside world. Even if it can break through, as Shi Qingxuan said, at least three days and three nights, and it is impossible to break the traces without violence. However, now the doors and windows of this small building are in good condition, and there is no authentic ladder. Xie pity returned to the door, picked up the golden lock on the ground, took it and looked at it carefully. He said: "It is his own initiative to open the door."

Its time to clear the reinforcements for a while. Is there any reason to find a way out at this last minute? Thanks for the unreasonable explanation, "He said that he would not open the door to anyone other than us. Why did he do this?"

Mingyi Shen Sheng said: "Maybe the person he thought was coming is us."

Hearing words, there was a dim picture suddenly appearing in his mind: three people came from the small building, which were themselves, Huacheng, and Mingyi. They stood outside the door and knocked on the door. The teacher Qing Xuan in the pavilion was ecstatic, and when he rushed out, he opened the door, and the three "people" outside the door surrounded him, slowly showing him a strange smile. The gold lock in the hands of Shi Qingxuan fell to his feet and never got up again.

He shook his head quickly and said: "No. I have never heard of the ability of the vernacular to disguise."

Mingyi said: "Maybe it has found other helpers."

Thanks for thinking, and vetoed: "The series of events we encountered today are all sudden. We didn't expect to have such a squad to protect the wind masters. It should not be so fast. You can find the demon of the helper. Moreover, we did not talk to the wind master, will you inform him in the psychic array when you come? The outsiders are really fake, and when you ask, you can easily be fooled."

Speaking of this, thankful pity suddenly stopped, muttered: "Unless, is his familiar person, told him to open the door."

Mingyi said: "Familiar people? Why do you see it?"

At this time, Huacheng said a sentence: "He blocked his ears and could not hear anything."

Xie pity grabbed him at once and said: "Sanlang, well said! Because of this, it is said that it must be a familiar person. Because the wind master is blocking his ears, he can't hear the outside world! Unless he I took the earplugs down, but will he? He is afraid that he will not die at all. So, if you want to trick him into opening the door, there is only one way."

Psychic!

Thanks for a few quick steps, said: "I mean, during the time we came, there was a man who secretly privately and psychic, and said something to him, let him open the door. If you are not a familiar person, you will not know the psychic password of the Fengshi adults, because the passwords of the officers are strictly confidential, will not be easily known to outsiders, and will not be known to the ghosts of the vernacular. And this person should be very trustworthy, otherwise he would not open the door without thinking too much."

Huacheng Road: "Or, he is not familiar with this person, but this person is very familiar with him, and said the reason for him to open the door."

Xie pity seriously considered this possibility, said: "In theory, as long as you know the psychic password, you can convey information to the wind master, but a strange voice suddenly speaks to yourself, the wind master does not think Strange? When he heard it, he should tell us on the spot in the psychic array. Unless the mysterious person who was psychic to him, the first sentence of the opening shocked him. But what would it be? words?"

Mingyi said: "Threats?"

Thanks to the pity: "How can you threaten? 'You don't come out? I will tell you, brother, I am coming back to entangle you?'" Immediate veto, "Not quite like."

That vernacular true fairy may not be clear about Shi Qingxuans concerns. Moreover, it is not a sacred official. Is there any way to immediately let the Navy Master discover its existence? Half an hour of reinforcements will arrive, and Shi Qingxuan will not wait for half an hour. In the end, its still a problem that the fight wont win the battle. Dont forget, its never been entangled in the teachers no crossing, only staring at the teachers Qing Xuan, specializing in the soft persimmon pinch, maybe its also on the navy Very taboo, may not dare to take the initiative to provoke.

Mingyi said: "Finally, find another half hour."

Thanks for understanding his meaning, nodded and said: "Well, if you can't find him after half an hour, no matter how the wind masters object, you must also inform the Navy Master. Split it! Let's go here, There is a lot of trouble for you."

Mingyi turned and left. Thanks for the pity and rushing to find people, while still not giving up, shouting in the psychic array, the teacher Qing Xuan, but there has been dead. Huacheng Road: "How?"

Xie pity shook his head and said: "No response."

The ominous shadows in his heart grew thicker and thicker. Every room was rummaging through every room in every building, and all the nearby houses were rummaged. However, they were not seen at all.

After a short time, the two found the highest one in this area. This building is obviously the protagonist of this piece. The center building has been renovated many times, and it is gorgeous. Many walls still have verses on the wall. Thanks to the look of the plaque: "The wine table", involuntarily said: "' Wine '?"

Huacheng Road: "Yes, this place is the original address of .'

Thanks to him, he said: "So is it really relevant?"

Huacheng Road: "Well." A few simple words told him. It turned out that when the legendary teacher Qing Xuan was a man, he often drank here after the monastic practice, drunk and lying on the platform, so unhappy. One day, under the tall building, there was a bully in the often fishy township to bully the good people. Shi Qingxuan saw it upstairs, and immediately poured it on the glass. He poured a glass of fine wine and applied a small spell. The wine just fell on the bully head. On, actually stunned him. Later, Shi Qingxuan was no longer a teacher, and still loved the world. He still stayed the same and hang around here. On the day of the ascent, I am also drinking here.

Its ridiculous to fly when drinking, but its not a big deal. Sometimes the chance is coming at such a strange moment. Xies pity is still flying in a dream when he falls asleep. Maybe it will appear in the future. When you are flying up, you will definitely become a wonder.

In short, the literati poetry has always liked this place with legends and stories. It is often possible to poetry and poetry, expressing their longing for the fairy tales. Thank you for your understanding, this is a scenic spot. There were no tourists in the big night. When it was tomorrow, many tourists were horrified to find that many houses and trees were being blown away, and the big windshield appeared.

However, this "less-jundy" scene is not the same as Xie Pity originally imagined. At this time, he listened to Huacheng Shen Sheng: "Brother, I will deal with a little thing first. You must be careful here, I will go back."

Thank you for your thoughts: "What is it?"

I thought of the angry voice when I was in the city, and with the bad face at the moment, I guessed: "Are you going to find the vernacular true fairy?"

Huacheng suddenly paused and said: "No."

If it is not, then it is inconvenient to ask more. Xie pity nodded: "You used to come to play, there is something right now, you are gone. You are careful."

Huacheng Road: "Well." paused, and said, "When I come back, I will tell you something."

Thanks for your pity, he blurted out: "What?" However, the figure of Huacheng has disappeared.

After half an hour, there is still nothing to gain in the psychic line: "Grandmaster! How are you there? I have not found it here, I am going back."

Mingyi also said: "No!"

Thanks: "No, I can't stand it. Let's meet at the center of the dumping station. I will tell the Navy now."

After that, he immediately meditated the spiritual psychic password, saying: "Learning is there? You may find the Navy Master? Please tell him that he is in a hurry, please come to the dumping station to see you!"

A clear male voice rang in the ear, it seems that the spirit at the moment is a male. He said: "His Royal Highness Prince? The Navy is here for me. He has never loved to go out and move around. Maybe it is not coming. Is there anything you are looking for? I can tell."

At this time, thankfulness has already returned to the main building of the dumping station. I saw a thing hanging outside the pouring platform. It seems to be a white cloth, floating in the night wind. Thanks for your pity, the heart said: "Is there something originally there?"

Going into it again, he finally saw it - isn't that the dress that Shi Qingxuan wore?

At this time, Mingyi shouted in the Psychic Array: "His Royal Highness! Come to the tallest building on the dumping station, fast!!!"

Thanks for a spirit, the spirit is on the other side: "His Royal Highness? Are you still there?"

Thanks for your pity: "Let him hurry up! The wind master is up!"

After finishing this sentence, he rushed to the floor, and there was no voice over there. It was probably that Lingwen was also scared by his sentence. He quickly went to the teacher and said nothing. And on the tall building, in the middle of the ground, there is a person lying down, it is Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan's eyes are closed, there is no trauma, no blood, and another person will lift him up, it is Mingyi. Shi Qingxuan sat up unconsciously, and the same thing fell from his arms. He looked at it with a fixed eye and tightened his heart. It was actually a fan of the wind division divided into two halves. These unique magic weapons can not be met, and it is not necessarily refined for hundreds of years, and it is still the first implement of the wind division, and it has been destroyed!

Thanks to the pity: "We have been here before, clearly no one!"

As soon as the voice fell, he discovered something new. Before he and Huacheng came to the wall, there were many poems on the wall, such as the singer and the singer, the savage and the savage, the savage, the condensed, but now they all disappeared, as if they were erased by force, only stay The next sentence is the original blood red that does not exist, a row of eight characters, bloody: "No good start can not be good!"

It was the day when Shi Qingxuan was born, and the vernacular true immortal judged him!

At this time, Mingyi was cold and asked: "His Royal Highness, who is with you?"

Thanks for your pity, my heart said: "Oops! Saburo actually left at this time!"

When he was not around him, Shi Qingxuan had an accident. This is really a bit of a mouthful. However, Xie's face was quiet and solemn: "I asked him to help me search for the whereabouts of the vernacular."

Mingyi said: "When did he go?"

Xie's face does not change the color: "It's just right. Leave no more than half a musk time."

In fact, time is of course much greater than that. But thank you for not thinking about Huacheng, of course, you can't let others have the opportunity to doubt, and have more troubles.

At this time, the sound of the thunder rushed from the sky, and there was actually an eight-carrying golden car on the night sky, piercing the clouds, and heading towards it.

I couldn't use the shrinking ground to the dumping station. The teacher did not even drove directly to the golden car. It should be noted that this copper horse gold car ran, and it was very popular. If it was seen by a mortal who couldnt think of the starry sky in the middle of the night, it would be rare to make a fuss in the world. This is really not afraid of things. Thanks for watching the golden car coming to the forefront, immediately said: "Grandmaster, if there is a priest in the future, please don't mention the flower city owner, okay? Many of the priests in the heavens like him to add oil and vinegar. Its nothing to do with it, so dont make complicated things simple.

Mingyi looked at him and said: "Okay." It was simply a promise, and he continued to check the situation of the teacher Qingxuan. Thanks for the sigh of relief, however, when I saw the motionless wind division, my heart sank again.

The golden car was booming, but for a long time, dragging the road, Yan Xia Rui fell to the ground, waiting for a small priest outside the car, the three big priests down the car, actually the teacher Wu Du, , Ling Wen, Mid-Autumn Festival The top ten, came three at a time. Of course, thank you for forgetting that you are the head of the Tenth. The teacher had no eyebrows and tight eyebrows. He slid his face and fell into his car. He followed the sailor's fan and went upstairs. He and Lingwen followed him. The teacher did not see the younger brother who was lying on the ground, and his face suddenly changed. He grabbed it and said: "Qing Xuan? Qing Xuan! What is going on?"

Thanks to pity and conciseness: "The Fengshi adults have met the vernacular."

"..."

The teacher is unbelievable: "What do you say? What is the vernacular?"

When I heard these four words, not only did the teacher not have a cross, but the face of Yan and Lingwen also changed. It seems that the teacher has no temperament, and they have heard it. Observing the look of these three people, thank you for not seeing who is falsifying, who is actually secretly stealing, is very natural. Especially if the teacher has no ferry, there can never be a holiday. Lingwen took a bunch of bottles and cans from the sleeve and said, "Let's feed it."

Then he said to him: "His Royal Highness, it is you."

Thanks to pity: "There is no way to go back and forth in heaven, not just a few people."

He said: "It seems that every time I see you, I can involve another person. This time it won't be."

Thanks for the pity: "No, no. Of course not."

He squinted and said something, and Mingyi really kept his promise and did not say anything. I stopped talking, waved my hand, took my men, and went around. In this way, Huachengs departure is a good thing, at least not at the scene. The teacher did not wake up to the teacher Qingxuan, but inadvertently swept the eight blood-red characters on the white wall, his face was distorted.

His face became paler than the wall, as if he was shaking with anger and shouted: "Who wrote this? Who wrote it?!"

Although it is drinking, the voice is fainting. At this time, Lingwen said: "The wind master is awake!"

Xie pity immediately squatted down and said: "The wind master?"

Sure enough, Shi Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes. The teacher did not push the other people away, said: "Qing Xuan? How are you? Is there something wrong with you? Who is hurting you!"

Shi Qing Xuan had been stunned for a while, and he gradually returned to God. Once I got back to God, the first thing I saw was the face of the teacher. The next moment, what everyone did not expect happened.

He pushed open the division without a cross, and yelled at his head: "Ah, ah, ah ah ah!!!!!"