Zhang Jinglan's expression suddenly changed and he sat up: "It's you!"
"Senior sister, long time no see!" The girl in yellow had a smile as bright as a flower, brushed her black hair on her temples, and sighed: "That little Taoist priest is so useless, he can't help you, senior sister!"
Li Muchan took a look and saw that this girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair and tender skin that looked like water when pinched, a delicate oval face, shallow dimples, and a sweet and charming smile.
Although she is not as beautiful as Zhang Jinglan, with her slender and plump figure wrapped in a goose-yellow blouse, she still has a unique and charming charm that can make men fascinated.
Zhang Jinglan's face sank: "It's really you!"
The girl in yellow smiled and nodded: "It's me. I brought this little Taoist priest here. I thought he was very powerful and could kill you, senior sister."
She glanced at Li Muchan, smiled and said, "I didn't expect that, senior sister, your sweetheart is so awesome!"
This glance of hers was full of brilliance and enchantment. Li Muchan's concentration was as strong as gold and iron, and he stood firm and motionless. He just smiled.
"Jinglan, who is this girl...?" Li Muchan asked.
Zhang Jinglan said: "Lan Mei'er, my junior sister."
Li Muchan nodded lightly: "It turns out to be Miss Lan."
He was so surprised that he didn't realize that this Lan Mei'er obviously possessed extraordinary skills, especially her body movements were strange, silent, ghostly, and hard to guard against.
Lan Meier pursed her lips and smiled softly: "You, a little monk, have pretty good concentration."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Girl, are you here to hunt Jinglan?"
Lan Meier nodded with a smile: "Yes, I was ordered to hunt down Senior Sister...but first, I have to have a good talk with Senior Sister. We haven't seen her for so many years, and I miss her so much!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Well, I, an outsider, will not bother you about your master's grievances. Jinglan, I will come back another day."
Zhang Jinglan waved his hand: "Well, you go first."
Li Muchan stood up, turned around and walked out, stepped out of the house, slowly walked down the stairs, and floated back to his house.
"Giggle, he's really gone!" Lan Meier lay on the window and looked out. When she saw Li Muchan climbing over the wall, she felt very interesting. She clapped her hands and sighed: "You really know how to advance and retreat!"
Zhang Jinglan didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in her words, and said calmly: "Junior sister has practiced the Nine Transformations of the Demon."
"Senior sister, you think too highly of me. I have only practiced the sixth transformation, which is far from enough!" Lan Meier stretched her waist and shook her head casually.
Zhang Jinglan's face changed slightly, he looked at her deeply, and hummed: "Junior sister's qualifications are indeed equal to each other. Master must be very happy, right?"
"Master, she has always been depressed because she was thinking about senior sister." Lan Meier sighed quietly and said, "Senior sister hurt her heart too much at the beginning!"
Zhang Jinglan sneered and remained silent.
"Senior sister, how have you been spending the past few years?" Lan Meier asked lazily.
Zhang Jinglan said coldly: "How can I survive by hiding in Tibet and changing my appearance?"
Lan Meier shook her head: "This is so disappointing. I thought Senior Sister would make a splash and enjoy it!"
Zhang Jinglan sneered: "A junior sister would be like this, but I can't do it!"
Lan Meier shook her head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's such a pity. I feel pity for my senior sister. I haven't enjoyed anything, so I have to go back to the west."
Zhang Jinglan said coldly: "After practicing the six transformations, can you dominate the world?"
"Hehe, senior sister, have you mastered the five changes?" Lan Meier smiled sweetly.
Zhang Jinglan hummed: "Not bad!"
Lan Mei'er smiled sweetly and said: "Okay, let's compare and see whether your Fifth Transformation of the Heavenly Demon is more powerful or my Sixth Transformation of the Heavenly Demon!"
"Okay!" Zhang Jinglan said coldly.
Lan Meier suddenly slapped her forehead, as if remembering something, she stood up and said, "Sister, wait a moment, I'll go out for a while first, hehe."
As she said this, she floated out of the window and landed leisurely. Zhang Jinglan's expression changed, she snorted coldly, and followed her out. At this time, Lan Mei'er had already floated over the courtyard wall and arrived at the Ming Mansion.
Li Muchan was sitting in a small pavilion with a guqin on the table. He put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Miss Lan, are you looking for me?"
Lan Meier covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Young monk is so elegant. I blame you for your bad luck. Let's go down there with my senior sister and become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body flashed, and she suddenly arrived in front of Li Muchan. With a flick of her sleeve, a surge of internal energy swept toward Li Muchan, like a roaring wind.
Li Muchan stretched out his little finger and tapped lightly.
"Chi!" There was a soft whistle, and the force of her fingers broke through the air and hit Luo Xiu. There was a soft "pop" sound, the strong wind dissipated, and she looked at Li Muchan in surprise.
Li Muchan sat down with a smile and said with a smile: "She is as beautiful as a flower and has a heart like a snake and scorpion. She is Miss Lan!"
"Am I beautiful?" Lan Meier chuckled.
Li Muchan shook his head: "You are beautiful, but your heart is not right and your anger is not clear. I think Miss Lan, you are really ordinary, not as good as Jinglan's toes."
Lan Meier's expression suddenly changed, her beautiful face became as dark as water, and she said coldly: "Little monk, you are deliberately seeking death!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Miss Lan must be careful not to capsize in the gutter!"
He suddenly turned his head, looked behind Lan Meier, and said with a smile: "Jinglan, you came just in time, how about taking a look at this piano?"
Lan Meier hurriedly turned around and saw Zhang Jinglan stepping into the small pavilion. Zhang Jinglan's face was gloomy and he came to Li Muchan's side without even looking at her.
Lan Meier knew that the senior sister was angry and wanted to fight for her life, and she was secretly happy.
What she fears most is that the eldest sister doesn't fight hard and just wants to escape. Although she has the Six Transformations of the Demon, there is nothing she can do if the eldest sister wants to escape.
At first, when she saw Li Muchan leaving, she felt anxious. Unexpectedly, he didn't go far. It was God's blessing. As long as she caught him, she wouldn't have to worry about her senior sister escaping without a fight.
Li Muchan pushed the guqin in front of Zhang Jinglan and said with a smile: "During this beautiful scenery, why don't you play a piece of guqin, Jinglan, to help me relax."
Lan Meier chuckled: "Little monk, senior sister's sound attack technique doesn't work on me."
Li Muchan smiled faintly: "Really?"
Zhang Jinglan glanced at him and saw that he looked determined, nodded, straightened his guqin, and played a tune with his hands.
She knew that the sound attack technique was ineffective against her junior sister, who was also proficient in this technique, but when she saw Li Muchan's expression was different, she decided to give it a try.
Lan Meier listened with a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if mocking.
Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly, patted his thigh with his right hand, as if he was keeping time, with a look of intoxication and indescribable joy on his face.
The sound of the piano gradually becomes high-pitched, with the potential to stop the moving clouds, as if climbing from the valley to the top of the mountain, getting higher and steeper, making people's hearts lift.
The remaining loads on the water surface reached the air. If a strong wind blew by, they would make a crisp "pop" sound and explode in the air, turning into powder and falling to the water surface.
Lan Meier giggled, stretched out an index finger, and shook it with her slender fingers: "Senior sister, it's useless. How can such music hurt me?"
Zhang Jinglan closed his eyes slightly, waved his hands into a shadow, and the sound of the piano became more and more rapid, like rain hitting banana trees, so rapid and continuous that it made people breathless.
Lan Meier smiled, her inner energy flowing according to her mental method, resisting the interference of the sound, keeping her heartbeat normal and not accelerating due to the sound.
If it were another person, listening to the sound of the piano, his heartbeat would become faster and faster, his blood would flow faster and faster, and if he could not control it, he would eventually die of a broken heart.
But since they came from the same school, they were already resistant to the sound of the piano, and with her deeper cultivation, she was even more determined not to be disturbed by the sound of the piano.
She looked at it with a smile, watching the senior sister she once looked up to playing the piano in vain, and she felt so beautiful that it was unspeakable in her heart, and she couldn't help but giggle.
"Hey!" A shout suddenly sounded, just as the sound of the piano reached its highest pitch.
This sound was like a booster, pushing the loud voice up to an astonishing height, and Lan Meier's laughter stopped abruptly.
Her face changed drastically, and just when she was about to take action, the sound of the piano rose again, and Li Muchan shouted: "Duh!"
"Zheng...!" The sound of the piano increased in pitch and became extremely powerful, many times more powerful than before.
Lan Meier's expression changed again, she stood up suddenly and wanted to take action. Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Ignore her and keep playing!"
Needless to say, Zhang Jinglan would do the same. She took a deep look at Li Muchan, and she didn't expect that he could have such a miraculous skill and expand his sound attack skills.
With such power, even if I have reached the sixth level or even the seventh level, I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat him. This shout is just right and mysterious.
As the sound of the piano continued and the high notes continued, Li Muchan would always shout out the word "duh" at critical moments, which would increase the power of the sound several times.
Lan Meier's delicate body trembled non-stop, her face turned pale, and she couldn't get up even if she wanted to. She fell limply on the table, her bright eyes staring at the two of them, shining with unwillingness.
Li Muchan pointed his index finger and let out a soft whistle, hitting Lan Meier's shoulder.
She flew out, rolled twice on the ground, was unable to get up, and fell limply to the ground.
"Don't stop." Li Muchan said hurriedly.
Zhang Jinglan kept playing the piano, and moved his hands faster. Li Muchan made a "duh" sound from time to time, and kept moving his hands, "chichichichichi...", and the whistling sound was endless.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Lan Meier's delicate body kept trembling, blood splashed out, and her shoulders, thighs, and limbs were all pierced.
Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief and said warmly: "That's it."
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Zhang Jinglan rubbed his fingers and looked down at Lan Meier. She was gritting her teeth and staring angrily at the two of them, with a look of unwillingness on her face.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Miss Lan, the boat capsized in the gutter, that's all."
Lan Meier curled her lips, looked at him sideways, and hummed: "Smelly monk, don't be proud, anyway, senior sister can't escape, and you can't escape either!"
"Really..." Li Muchan smiled faintly.
Zhang Jinglan frowned and said, "Have you sent a letter to Master?"
Lan Meier chuckled: "Yes, Master, she misses you so much. As soon as I find you, I will tell Master. Maybe Master will be here soon!"
She was very proud and said with a smile: "Sister, don't waste your efforts. No matter where you hide, you will be found by everyone. Why not surrender directly? Master will be lenient and forgive your sins!"
Zhang Jinglan sneered: "Am I a three-year-old child!... You don't have to waste time. Since the master is coming soon, I will naturally leave!"
She turned around and said, "Master, I'm leaving here."
Li Muchan nodded: "Well, it's time to hide. Where are you going?"
"I don't know yet." Zhang Jinglan shook his head.
Li Muchan frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly took out a jade talisman from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Jinglan: "Take this and go to Jade Dragon Mountain!"
"Jade Dragon Mountain?" Zhang Jinglan was startled, then shook his head: "That's the territory of Shangqing Temple. If I go there, I'm looking for death!"
Li Muchan smiled faintly: "Take this and find Taoist Priest Qingxuan, and I will handwrite a letter and ask him to find a place for you to hide!"
"This..." Zhang Jinglan was stunned and looked at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Do you think I'm crazy?... Don't worry, Taoist Priest Qingxuan will help with this!"
Zhang Jinglan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That guy is very rigid. He will definitely kill me when he sees me!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have my own opinion, please listen to me!"
"...Okay!" Zhang Jinglan smiled bitterly and nodded slowly, feeling that he was also crazy because he really missed him and wanted to come to him to die.
Li Muchan dodged, entered a waterside pavilion, and quickly wrote a letter. At this time, Lan Meier had already passed out and her wounds had been bandaged.
"I will take my junior sister with me, you have to be careful!" Zhang Jinglan took the letter and whispered.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I'm aware of myself, but you should be more careful...if there is any danger, just run back and we can fight against the enemy together!"
"Okay." Zhang Jinglan nodded lightly.
She looked deeply at Li Muchan, suddenly poked her head in, kissed his forehead with her cherry lips, then turned around and disappeared on the other side of the courtyard wall in the blink of an eye.
Li Muchan looked at the direction in which they disappeared, stroked the strings, and sighed.
I don’t know when we will see each other again this time. With that jade talisman and my own letter, Taoist Master Qingxuan will not refuse.
A gentleman wanted to bully him, so he wrote in the letter that he would let Taoist priest Qingxuan tell his master about Zhang Jinglan's entry into Yulong Mountain and let his master make a decision.
Li Muchan believed that the people in Shangqing Temple never wanted Zhang Jinglan to die. Moreover, he had converted his life-saving grace into protecting Zhang Jinglan. Taoist Master Qingxuan, a real person, would never refuse and would protect Zhang Jinglan no matter what.
Shocking.
He floated out of the city, asked a waiter to deliver a letter to the military camp, and asked for leave in the letter, and then followed Zhang Jinglan. He had the eye of the void, but Zhang Jinglan did not notice it.
Unconsciously, more than ten days passed, and Zhang Jinglan and Lan Meier were rushing towards Yulong Mountain day and night, as if someone was chasing them.