Dongzhang's burns were almost healed, and the fire that day was completely extinguished the next day, and was tightly controlled within a certain range by everyone and could not spread any further.
Dongzhang originally wanted to move out of the ancient tomb half a month ago, but he was "eye-attacked" by several women who took turns to carry out the move, supervising each other and controlling his personal freedom.
The helpless Dongzhang had no choice but to stay in the ancient tomb angrily. He slept on Xiao Longnu's bed every day, covering her with the quilt and pillows she used. I don't know if this girl secretly sprayed some perfume or something.
It has a natural body fragrance, and it’s strange that the bedclothes are still fragrant even though they have been soaked by my husband for half a month.
They change the sheets and bedding every half a month. Anyway, Dongzhang is not that particular. As long as they are not torn, it is new to him. The details of his life are very rough, and he is only a little particular about food.
Now, apart from living under the same roof with other girls all day long, which makes the macho man Dongzhang feel a little unnatural, the rest is fine. Xiao Longnu loves music and is more proficient in piano skills. In the original work, she can
Integrate music into martial arts and use the sound of the piano to communicate with people.
Now is no exception. She spends some time playing the piano every day. The group of black jade peaks are especially controlled by her piano skills. She can let them go left, right, and right, and let them go right.
Dongzhang who came up was amazed at what he saw. If the old naughty boy saw this magical scene here, he would definitely kneel down and become her disciple. Dongzhang couldn't help but secretly think of the old child he hadn't seen for a long time.
In the past, Dongzhang always said that Xiao Longnu was indifferent to grains and limbs, but he was just joking. As for food...she really didn't understand anything...This is true, but I have to say
To say that her limbs are not diligent is to go too far.
Not only is she good at sewing, her skills are much better than Granny Sun's. In the past few years, the clothes that Lu Yao and Lu Qing have worn were all sewn by her. No wonder these two brats rely on her so much.
Treat her as a biological sister.
Quanzhen Sect at this time, Chongyang Palace.
Ma Yu sat cross-legged in the main hall with a gloomy face, followed by a group of disciples who came to report. In the past month, the Quanzhen Sect has been sending disciples down the mountain to look for traces of Yang Guo, but Yang Guo was like a sea of mud and dust, letting everyone look for him.
No trace.
Every day, batches of disciples would rush back to the mountains to report the results of their pursuit, but each time they would end with Ma Yu's re-examination. As the days passed, Ma Yu became more and more unsettled.
Yang Guo was the nephew that Guo Jing personally took to the mountain to learn martial arts, and he was closely related to his junior brother. Now that he was gone, there was no room for him to be anxious.
In fact, Ma Yu himself knew that after so long, the chance of finding Yang Guo was very slim, but he just wanted to be lucky in order to give Guo Jing an explanation.
But now he knew that he could no longer hide it. Zhuhuanren took up pen and ink and wrote several letters in his own handwriting before handing them over to the disciples outside the door: "One of these two letters is for Guo Jing, Daxia Guo of Peach Blossom Island, and the other is for you.
Uncle Qiu."
Hearing that, the two disciples in the hall took the order and went away. Looking at the backs of the two messenger disciples leaving, Ma Yu sighed deeply: Jing'er, it's just poor discipline that I don't do well. I hope you won't blame me too much.
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One month later.
Two more thatched huts were built outside the ancient tomb. Dongzhang had moved out of the ancient tomb and built a nest for himself again. The sun was shining brightly and it was a nice and windy day. Dongzhang was leaning on
They were drinking wine leisurely in the pergola outside the house. In the distance, the little dragon girl strolled towards the pergola.
Dongzhang's ears twitched, knowing who the footsteps were, but he didn't look back and continued to drink his own wine.
"Nuo, here you go." A slender hand passed before Dongzhang's eyes, holding a brand new set of clothes with a pair of boots on top.
Putting down the wine bottle, Dongzhang reached out and took the clothes from Longnu's hand and looked at her in surprise: "For me?"
"Yes." Nodding, the dragon girl stood quietly.
I happily unfolded my clothes and gestured back and forth. The more I looked at them, the more I liked them. I like gray, and this dress is all gray. I like long belts, and this belt is also of the same length. But this girl is serious about it.
After taking off his coat, Dongzhang put on new clothes. He turned around and asked Xiao Longnu beside him, "Does it look good?"
"Yeah." Seeing Dongzhang so happy, Xiao Longnu couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, and her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, like a crescent moon.
Quickly taking off his shoes, Dongzhang put on new boots and jumped on the spot a few times. He looked at Xiao Longnu curiously: "How do you know the size of my feet?"
"How could I not know how tall you brothers and sisters are and how wide your feet are?"
"Thanks."
Dong Zhang said to Xiao Longnu sincerely.
"As long as you like it." She quietly glanced at Dongzhang Longnu, who was filled with joy, and turned to leave.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Dongzhang quickly stopped her and said, "Please help me get a rope."
Turning to look at Dongzhang, Xiao Longnu asked: "What do you want to do?"
"I think the knife cloth is too much in the way. Please help me get a thicker rope to wrap around the scabbard so that it can be carried easily."
"good."
Hearing this, Zhang Dong showed her a big smile, and Xiao Longnu also raised the corners of her mouth slightly. The two looked at each other for a moment before Longnu turned around and returned to the ancient tomb.
Another month has passed.
Dongzhang held a red rope in his hand and put it on his chest. The end of the rope was the black iron sword on Dong Zhang's back. The rope was about a finger wide and wrapped around the black iron scabbard.
The extra rope must be more than one meter long, and it is currently being held by Dong Zhang and hung on his shoulders.
I waved the red rope playfully, and the Black Iron Knife was spinning and flying above Dong Zhang's head. With this rope, it will be much more convenient to carry the knife in the future. The opening of the scabbard is relatively small, so it is necessary to put the knife away every time.
Only a certain amount of force can sheath the knife.
The same is true when drawing out the sword. It takes a certain amount of strength to pull out the black iron sword, so now even if Dongzhang swings it like this, he is not afraid that the blade will slip out, because the narrow mouth of the scabbard is about as long as a thumb, and every time the sword is drawn out,
Dong Zhang had to push the handle of the knife hard with his thumb to expose part of the blade, and then he could draw the knife smoothly.
Many people who are weak cannot even withstand the blade, but it is not a problem here in Dongzhang. He has already played with the Xuantie Sword.
Dongzhang just walked towards the forest outside the ancient tomb while swinging the black iron sword. Several girls there were practicing kung fu, Lu Yao and Lu Qing were practicing swordsmanship, and Xiao Longnu was standing by the side to review their work.
Seeing the girls, Dongzhang pretended to be nonchalant and walked past them. The two sisters who were facing the sword naturally saw it. The sword moves in their hands were all stunned, and their eyes looked at Dongzhang involuntarily.
Of course the little dragon girl next to her also saw it, but she just glanced at Dong Zhang lightly and then looked away and stopped looking at him.
Dongzhang walked a few steps away and then turned around and passed in front of the girls with his black iron sword. Unable to bear it, Lu Yao hurriedly put away his sword and said angrily to Dongzhang: "Brother, isn't it Sister Long who knitted it for you?"
Are the new clothes made of a knife rope? We are not blind and can all see it. Is it necessary to scream in front of us every day?"
"Ahem..." Dongzhang staggered and put his fist on his mouth in embarrassment and coughed softly: "You little brat, what are you talking about! Is this what I call a bastard?? I am worried about your safety.
Look at you, you little white-eyed wolves who don’t know good people’s hearts.”
"Yes, yes, is the danger now over? Can we continue practicing swordsmanship, my good brother?" Lu Yao looked at Dong Zhang without saying anything.
"Ahem...it has been lifted for the time being. You can practice while I go to the other side to have a look." Holding the black iron knife, Dong Zhang walked away dejectedly.
Looking at Dongzhang's leaving figure, Lu Yao wrinkled his small nose: "Qi, the whole world knows that my brother is showing off. He hangs the clothes knitted by Sister Long outside the house and displays them every day. They are so rare. Sun
Even my mother-in-law knew about it, and he was the only one who was still stubborn."
Lu Qing knocked Lu Yao's head in a funny way: "If you speak louder, be careful, my brother will come back and beat you up."
Lu Yao covered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Don't let anyone tell you, I just want the clothes that Sister Long gave me."
Glancing at Dong Zhang's leaving back, Xiao Longnu's beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, this fool...
But since the two little ones were still there, Zhu Zhu regained his cool face and said to them: "Continue."
"Oh~" The two little ones followed the words and started practicing their swords again.
Chongyang Palace.
Today must be a lively day.
After receiving Ma Yu's autographed letter, Guo Jing rushed to Zhongnan Mountain without stopping. Accompanying him was his resourceful wife Huang Rong. When they received the news of Yang Guo's disappearance a few months ago, Guo Fu and others also wanted to make a fuss.
She came with her father, but because she was still young, Guo Jing glared at her and ordered her to listen to Ke Zhen E at home and not run around.
Huang Rong would definitely come when such a big thing happened. No matter how much she disliked Yang Guo, she would definitely come because Yang Guo is a descendant of the Guo and Yang families. As Guo Jing's wife, she would definitely have to show her face.
of.
The two of them traveled lightly and headed straight for Zhongnan Mountain without any delay. Because they had an unpleasant encounter, most of the people in the Chongyang Palace recognized the black-faced man as the famous Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, and they didn't even bother.
No one tried to stop him, and the two of them arrived outside the main hall of Chongyang Palace. All the Taoist priests looked curiously at the beautiful woman next to Guo Jing, secretly thinking that this person must be Guo Daxia's wife.
When the two of them arrived outside the Chongyang Palace, they heard quarrels coming from inside. Guo Jing's expression changed and he took Huang Rong's hand and stepped into the palace.
"What do you mean you don't know where a person has gone?? He is your apprentice! How did you become a master?!" In the main hall, Changchun Taoist Qiu Chuji angrily pointed at Zhao Zhijing who was kneeling under him and made a fuss.
You can tell how angry he is by looking at his thick red neck.
And Zhao Zhijing also looked like he was in trouble. He hung his head and let Qiu Chuji vent his anger. Everyone in the sect knew that Uncle Qiu was impatient and had a bad temper, and he was extremely defensive. Anyone who dared to argue at this time would have to have a meal.
He was being beaten, so Zhao Zhijing, who was usually sharp-tongued, did not dare to say anything. He only frequently looked at Ma Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in the chair, with pleading eyes, hoping that he could help say something.
"Hmph! You are the only one I can ask about Yang Guo's problems!!" Qiu Chuji, who was unhappy, didn't want to see Zhao Zhijing again, and turned around with a flick of his sleeves.
After receiving the autographed letter from his senior brother, he just arrived at Chongyang Palace today and cursed many times along the way.
"Master Qiu, why are you so angry?" Guo Jing and Huang Rong walked into the hall and saw Qiu Chuji turning his back angrily.
"Jing'er, Rong'er, you are here, hey..." Seeing Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Qiu Chuji was happy at first and then looked ashamed and did not dare to look at him.
"Jinger." Ma Yu stood up and looked at Guo Jing and Guo Jing with a guilty look.
When he came closer, Guo Jing raised his hands anxiously and said, "Two masters, Jing'er already knows about Guo'er, but the details have yet to be told to the two masters."
Sighing, Ma Yu told the story exactly as it happened. Huang Rong, who had been listening quietly all the time and rarely spoke, suddenly asked: "Master Ma, you said that when you went down the mountain to look for Guo'er,
Was the way blocked by a mysterious person?"
Looking at Huang Rong in surprise, Ma Yu nodded: "Well, this young man's abilities are extremely high, and his behavior is quite domineering. Pindao personally competed with him, but he was absolutely no match for him.
At that time, he refused to reveal his inheritance, so we had no choice but to give up. Later we found out that he was inextricably linked to the ancient tomb."
"Ancient tomb?"
The moment Guo Jing, Qiu Chuji and Guo Jing heard about the ancient tomb, they thought of the gray clothes. Guo Jing was moved in his heart and hurriedly took a few steps and asked: "Master Ma, is that young man wearing gray clothes with a belt on his back?"
Armed with a long soldier?"
Looking at the glances of Guo Jing, Qiu Chuji and others, Ma Yu first nodded and then shook his head: "He is wearing gray clothes, but he is not carrying a weapon."
When Huang Rong heard that this mysterious man was wearing gray clothes and that he was young, Huang Rong next to him immediately thought of the mysterious man Guo Fu mentioned who fought with his father in a broken kiln with a fox mask on his face.
The reaction speed of this brain is second to none. Just a few common words made Huang Rong connect the mysterious people who fought with her father in Jiaxing a few years ago. But she would not say it before she was sure.
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"Master Ma, I wonder if the man in gray is still in the ancient tomb? Ronger would like to meet this young man for a while."
"This... I guess I am here." After a moment of hesitation, Ma Yu stroked his beard and said.
After hearing his wife's words, Guo Jing glanced at the resourceful Ronger in surprise. When Huang Rong saw Guo Jing's questioning look at him, Huang Rong smiled brightly and was speechless.
"Master Ma, can you take us to the ancient tomb?"
"Of course this is possible."
"It's not too late, let's leave now." Huang Rong bowed to Ma Yu and said.
"Okay, come with me." Ma Yu shook his fly whisk and walked out of the hall.
Qiu Chuji followed Ma Yu step by step, and as he approached Zhao Zhijing, he said, "You don't need to follow me."
"Yes, Master Qiu."
In this way, the only people walking to the mountain behind Chongyang Palace were Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
At this time, Dongzhang was lying on his roof lazily basking in the sun. He had no idea that a group of people was approaching towards the ancient tomb...