The green hills are full of fog and mountains. When the five people arrived at dawn, they stood on the top of the highest mountain in Congshan Mountain. Looking into the distance, they really had the interest of "the distant mountains are long, the clouds are chaotic, and the morning mountains are green".

Seeing this magnificent scene with a wide range of atmosphere, Luofuchun felt a little poetic inspiration. As soon as he started with a "rosy, silver sand", Feng Rugu interrupted his elegant interest in writing poetry.

He drowsyly saw a head out of the monk's robe: "Chonggang is here?"

Before Luo Fuchun could reply, Feng Rugu heard a cold response sound in his ears: "Yes."

When Feng Rugu saw clearly that the person behind him was Ruyi, he exuded a little puzzled with his nasal voice: "...Oh?"

He clearly remembered that after leaving Qingliang Valley last night, he was sleepy, but he still had to rush to find Ruyi overnight, wanting to discuss it and lent him the back to sleep.

Who would have thought that Ruyi, who was playing chess on his sword yesterday, suddenly became stingy, and even the "image of sentient beings" did not allow him to take a step.

Feng Rugu condemned him: "It's strange to have a temper."

Ruyi didn't look at him, threw the sword out, stepped on the sword, lowered his head and rubbed it with the sole of his shoes: "Yun Zhongjun has an apprentice, why do you always come to me to borrow a sword?"

Feng Rugu raised his eyebrows, too lazy to bother him anymore, and turned his head to call: "Fuchun--"

Ruyi, who turned her back to him, thought Feng Ruguo would be tangled with him for a few more words, and hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to keep him, but in the end he still sank his face, hardened his heart, and ignored him.

Feng Rugu walked halfway, a little angry, and returned, raised his foot and deliberately stepped on the hilt of the sword of the sentient beings, then ran away, jumped on Luo Fuchun's back, and made Luo Fuchun almost stagger.

Feng Rugu couldn't figure out how he had a sleep, and then turned back to Ruyi's back.

He turned around and glared at Luo Fuchun.

Luo Fuchun is really a bit unfair.

Last night, the master crawled on his back and fell asleep, and Luo Fuchun was quite happy.

Master has been so kind to the layman Ruyi these days. Luo Fuchun has never seen him care about a person so much and treat him well as if he is almost desperate.

Although Luo Fuchun considered himself not a petty person, he could not help but feel sad in his heart when he saw it.

Therefore, after the master fell asleep, he specially carried his master on his back and ran to Sang Luojiu to show off.

Luo Fuchun whispered: "Master is asleep."

Sang Luojiu let out a gentle "hmm" and slightly increased the speed of the sword, approaching Ruyi to ensure that he could hear the conversation between the two.

Luo Fuchun chased after him and showed off: "Master is more peaceful than awake."

Ruyi's back has never relaxed since he refused to go to the sword. The curve at his neck and shoulders is completely iron, as if it is entirely based on willpower, and it looks like it is not caring.

Sang Luojiu smiled and replied: "Master is very well-behaved when he falls asleep."

Luo Fuchun carefully sent Feng Rugu's body up and half complained: "It's just him lying down and always blowing my ears, it's so itchy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear shadow suddenly stopped the sword force and turned around and stopped him.

Ru stretched out his hand, and the cotton cuffs were filled with wrinkles: "...Give it to me."

Luo Fuchun failed to turn around for a moment: "Ruyi layman?"

"He is mine..." Ru Yiqiu added, "...it was the responsibility my adopted father gave me."

Luo Fuchun gave in later: "There is no need to bother Mr. Ruyi. He is my master and it is also my responsibility."

However, he did not retreat, and he only stood in front of him in a stubborn and silent manner.

For example, it is considered famous in Hanshan Temple. Although it is the same age as Luofuchun, its status in the discussion of Taoism is one end higher than Luofuchun.

After the two were in a stalemate for a while, Luo Fuchun had to give in.

I don’t know if it was Luo Fuchun’s illusion, but after Ruyi took Feng Rugu, his stiff expression and limbs softened. The movement of taking him on his back was so light that he didn’t even wake up Feng Rugu, who had always been shallow.

Feng Rugu had no idea that this handover happened last night. After glaring at Luo Fuchun, he tightened Ruyi's neck and looked at his bright red ears, and found it interesting: "Master of weird temper, how could he be safe last night?"

Ruyi was hooked by his deep and shallow air flow for a night, and his right ear was blown red and hot, which was particularly distinctive compared to his white skin.

But he couldn't see his abnormality, so he could still sternly and pretend to be cold: "Are you awake?"

Feng Rugu's sleepy tone sounded like a joke or aggrieved: "What's going on? You dislike me, and Fuchun also dislikes me."

Ruyi wanted to deny something, and the words came to his mouth, swallowed it again, and only made an ambiguous "um".

Feng Rugu put his chin on his shoulder and said tiredly: "I am so annoying?"

If you respond to the same thing, you will go against your will, and you will not respond to your will, just keep silent.

Feng Ruguchu woke up, unable to restrain his tongue and softly condemned his advice: "I know I have many problems. Then tell me, I will change it."

Ruyi felt that he should have returned Feng Rugu to Luo Fuchun before he woke up.

My own test of the jade mantra has not been solved, but it has caused this trouble and disturbed my heart for no reason. I really want to suffer.

As if you cover your heart, carefully hide that little secret, and respond casually: "Hmph."

Feng Rugu pointed his lips curiously with his fingertips: "Tell me, except 'um', 'hum', 'hum', 'hum', will this mouth make no other sound?"

As soon as he said that, Feng Rugu felt that this was not very good and had some incorrect meaning.

Sure enough, Ruyi was a little bit by his fingertips, and her face turned red from the edge of her lips to half of her face, and she said coldly: "Don't mess around in Yunzhongjun."

Feng Rugu did something wrong again, so he simply lie on his back with his own abandon, listened to his heartbeat, and bent his knuckles, pressed his heartbeat rhythm, and tapped Ruyi's back.

He didn't think it was a teasing, he just felt that the rhythm of the article he was knocking out was getting faster and faster.

Before he could come up with something, Ruyi threw him down half-hardly, turned his back to him, and said coldly: "I have arrived at Qinggang, what are you planning to Yun Zhongjun?"

"Uncle Thirty-fourth must have not arrived yet." Feng Rugu had long been used to the cold reception at Ruyi. He looked at Shichen and said to himself, "Let's go find a nearby Taoist sect first. I remember that there seems to be one nearby, and it's called Qingyang..."

Ruyi is more concerned about how to solve Qingyu: "Will Lin Xuejing come?"

Feng Rugu asked curiously: "Is there anything wrong with you in a hurry to see Lin Xuejing?"

Ruyi forced herself to deny it: "It's nothing, but just ask casually."

...

After receiving the famous post from Yun Zhongjun, a small commotion broke out on Qingyang Mountain.

Qingyang Mountain is managed by a young pair of brothers.

These two brothers are the descendants of the Taoist sect, one is the master of literature and the other is the master of martial arts. They have never seen Feng Rugu, nor have they received their kindness in the remains of the world. They just respect the title of "名".

The elder brother Guan did not have to be steady. When he learned that Feng Rugu was visiting, he was not in a hurry to go out to greet him. Instead, he talked to his younger brother Guan Fuzhi while washing up: "He came, Zuo was just for the murder of the disciples of the middle Taoist sect in Qinggang. The Tang sword killer must not stay in Qinggang, and he was afraid he would have wandered elsewhere early. We quickly explain and send him away quickly, which would save a lot of trouble."

Guan Fuming was a young man with a rebellious temperament, and Ru Guan Bobing could not hide his arrogance all over his body: "The Taoist sect says that this person is entitled to repay kindness and arrogant, and is a crazy and entangled man, the evil in the Taoist sect. I want to see what kind of demon king in the world can make all Taoist sects afraid of this."

"Don't make trouble." Guan Wuwei frowned, but he did not forget to correct his younger brother. "Compared with Fengling, we are just a small sect. We are just a small sect. We will entertain him and send him away safely."

There are many rumors about Yun Zhongjun, and there are many versions in the Taoist sect.

Originally, the rumors about him were good and bad, but in the light of good things, they were mostly not good things that could be heard by the Guan brothers.

Many impressions were superimposed. Before seeing Feng Rugu with his own eyes, the two brothers had roughly pieced together a vague face in their hearts, and the partially abominable Feng Rugu came.

After packing up, the two brothers rushed to the front of the hall to visit Chief Jun.

Four people stood in front of the hall.

The first thing that came into their eyes was the same as jade.

A monk like him who is out of the world is born to be dazzling. Guan Wuwang saw his style from afar, so he secretly shouted, bowed to him, and looked for Feng Ruyuan's actions among the crowd.

The two monks were naturally not the Yun Zhongjun they were looking for. In addition to them, there were two people wearing Taoist clothes. One was as gentle as jade, which was not very consistent with the image of Yun Zhongjun in the rumors; the other was majestic and had a somewhat young and frivolous attitude, which was somewhat similar to the rumors.

The appearance of a practitioner of Taoism cannot be estimated by common sense, so Guan Buwang bowed to him and wanted to bow: "In the cloud..."

When the young man was shocked by the great gift from the Lord Guanshan, he raised his hand from behind the two young Taoist lords: "Here is here."

The owner of the hand lowered his arms, covered his mouth and yawned, and stood up at the same time.

"The flowers bloom beautifully." Feng Rugu pointed to the clump of orchids that he had just squatted and studied for a long time, "Can I harvest some flowers for my senior brother?"

This is obviously not something that a flower lover can say.

As Feng Rugu said, he knew nothing about the knowledge of moving flowers and plants, and he only felt that all flowers and trees in the world were grown by a handful of seeds.

Because he yawned, his eyelashes had a little tears, and he looked so cute.

The two of the Guan brothers stayed for a while, looking left and right, but they could not connect Feng Rugu in front of them with the rumored crazy Taoist.

When they came to their senses, Guan Wuwang knew that he had almost made a big joke. He hurriedly stepped forward and gave a salute to remedy: "I don't know if Yun Zhongjun is here, I'm here..."

"Stop talking." Feng Rugu interrupted him.

"Yes, yes." Guan Buying guessed Feng Rugu's purpose early and said hurriedly, "The murder of the Taoist disciple in Qinggang is indeed because we don't care about it, which has led to the madman committing arbitrary murder in Qinggang's territory..."

"I'm not going to listen to this." Feng Rugu walked forward a few steps, looked around and said without hesitation, "I'm here to investigate, why are these kittens coming to greet each other two or three? Is there no one in Qingyang Mountain?"

Feng Rugu made such a big picture as soon as he came. Although Guan Buzhi admired his outstanding appearance, he gradually felt unhappy in his heart.

——Qingyang Mountain is different from other Taoist sects. It doesn’t owe you anything to Yun Zhongjun. Why do you come here to be arrogant and point fingers?

Guan Buwang answered truthfully: "Return to Yunzhongjun, there are currently 360 disciples in the mountains."

Feng Rugu's next request was even more arrogant: "I sent a communiqué to all the disciples, saying that Yun Zhongjun had come to the mountain and asked them to come and visit."

...It's really crazy!

Guan Buzhihan said sarcastically: "Yun Zhongjun is really a big shot."
To be continued...