Li Qin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then frowned, pouted his little mouth and said softly:
"Oops! You're a freshman and sophomore, you can do whatever you want. I think you're too hot and confused, so let's go quickly."
After saying that, he stood up and stretched out his hands to pull Cheng Yu again.
Cheng Yu slightly stepped aside to get out of the way of the opponent, and at the same time raised his right hand slightly, silently reciting the "Yang" formula of Xiao Shui's art, and a cluster of light amber ice water swirled out of the cold drink cup on the table, like a small stream of water.
It looks like a small rotating water dragon, floating above the table.
really……
Waterbending is still there.
"Wow... Wow..."
The three- to four-inch-tall little water dragon drew a circle on the table and remained standing.
"Huh!"
Li Qin's eyes were sparkling, and he was deeply attracted by the mystery in front of him.
"What's this?"
As she spoke, she reached out and touched the water dragon. When her fingers touched the surface of the water dragon, she exclaimed in surprise:
Li Qin was talking cheerfully when bubbles suddenly began to appear from the corners of his mouth, and his face slowly began to squirm.
Cheng Yu retreated slightly and looked at the other party warily. At this time, Li Qin's whole body and clothes had all been broken down into tiny bubbles.
While each bubble is squirming, it is also merging in pairs, thus turning into a slightly larger bubble.
"Boo...boo...boo..."
The sound of fine bubbles makes one's scalp numb. As they continue to merge and merge, the number of bubbles becomes smaller and smaller, but the size becomes larger. It is even so big that one can clearly see the top of each bubble, which is reflecting the sound of the bubbles coming out.
Different scenarios:
Under the care of his elders, he was a toddler;
At the campus gate, he cried and refused to go in;
There is him who gets beaten up and sheds tears after being playful and getting into trouble;
There is him who writes furiously under the desk lamp and stays up late to prepare for exams;
There was him who got the college notice and tore up the exercise booklet;
I met Li Qin for the first time at the freshman orientation party.
In front of flowers and under the moonlight, Li Qin was rubbing her hair together, making love with him affectionately;
Among these different images, his former gay friend, Pi Zhigao, who also traveled through time, also appeared from time to time in different age groups.
"Bo!"
There was another soft sound, and the increasingly larger bubbles finally could no longer maintain their human shape and collapsed and floated in the air.
The bubbles continued to merge in the air, and finally merged into a bubble the size of a wellhead, hanging in front of Cheng Yu's eyes.
What is reflected on the bubble is a scene of several young men and women fishing wildly by a vast lake.
As a bolt of lightning struck in the air on the lake, the bubble the size of the wellhead in front of Cheng Yu finally couldn't hold on any longer and shattered in the air with a "Bang!"
"..."
When the bubbles shattered, the air above them was pulled and twisted, making Cheng Yu feel a little lost for a moment.
When he came to his senses, he looked towards where Li Qin was and saw that Jia Fei, who had changed into a green shirt, was still in meditation and adjusting his breath.
"Wow!"
The small water dragon suspended and spinning on the table fell back into the white porcelain tea cup, turning into light amber tea again.
ah……
Cheng Yu stared at the gently rippling tea in the cup, feeling an indescribable feeling welling up in his heart.
Like a dream bubble...
Rulu...
"The donor is polite!"
When he was feeling a little melancholy and meditating, he suddenly heard a childish voice coming from beside him.
On the official road, the young monk who just passed by with the team was standing in front of the table at some point. He was only half a head taller than the tabletop. He was wearing a patchwork robe. The wooden fish that was banging on his hands was missing.
Trace, looking at himself with his hands clasped and smiling.
"I see...I see..."
A gust of breeze blew by, raising a few strands of green hair on Cheng Yu's temples.
He looked around with his peripheral vision. The tea shopkeeper and the two porters were still sitting around chatting, but he didn't notice anything strange here.
As for the other monks in that team, there was no trace at the moment, except for the little monk at the end standing in front of them.
Cheng Yu, a young monk with delicate features and a pair of brown eyes, tilted his head slightly and clasped his hands together and said with a smile:
"The young monk is indeed destined to be the donor. Alas! After walking for a long time, the soles of his feet are sore."
The young monk spoke pure Kyushu Mandarin and turned to the other side of the table in a familiar manner.
Destined?
Did you just look at him one more time?
"..."
Cheng Yu cursed in his heart.
After experiencing the illusion just now, he felt a little unhappy, but as soon as the illusion was shattered, this man appeared. Cheng Yu looked at the innocent little monk. Although he didn't know the other person's details, he guessed in his heart,
The illusion was most likely created by him.
"..."
At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, took the white porcelain tea cup and bowl in his hand, and looked at the other party with cold eyes and remained silent.
The young monk didn't feel embarrassed and didn't ask any questions, so he climbed onto the bench next to him.
Unexpectedly, his calves were short, the stool was high, and the robe was too long, which was in the way. The young monk fell down after climbing twice.
"snort!"
The little monk's cheeks were bulging and his little face was red with anger.
Then he lifted up the hem of Bai Nie's clothes with two small hands, stomped the ground hard with his left foot, and then gently raised his right foot. Stepping on the void was like climbing a ladder. A circle of ripples appeared on the bottom of the foot that would never be visible to ordinary people, and slowly fainted in all directions.
Dye it away.
step……
Two steps...
Then the little monk turned around slightly, leaned down and landed on the bench, looking at Cheng Yu with a smile.
Cheng Yu gently tilted the bowl with a tea lid. Although he was across the table, with Jia Fei's magical eyes next to him, he could still see the opponent's spell like a lotus growing step by step.
Ah……
Then he looked at the smiling little monk opposite him, as if he was waiting for him to praise his skill, which made Cheng Yu even more angry.
This kid looks like a little naughty boy, but he is actually pretending to be stupid.
The technique of growing lotus step by step just now was clearly showing off...
But having said that, although this technique is mysterious, it is not considered a brilliant technique among practitioners.
What puzzled Cheng Yu the most was, how did this little monk know about my past life?
Moreover, the illusion he just had was also filled with many of his personal emotions and private matters...
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Next to the official road, in front of the tea table, Cheng Yu looked cold and speechless, while the young monk in the room looked smiling and completely ignored the cat demon beside him who was in trance.
"I see...I see..."
Under the scorching sun, at the small tea stall under the shade of the willow tree, the six people seemed to be separated into three worlds.
"Hey! I also heard this morning that the leader of the thieves who cut the path was a military man before. He was one foot tall and held a golden lacquered eagle bow. An ordinary person would not say that he could draw an arrow with a bow.
I can’t even pull it..."
On another table, the tea shopkeeper and two porters were completely unaware of what was happening next to them, and they were still gathering around and muttering in low voices.
"..."
Jia Fei sat next to Cheng Yu, still in meditation with her eyes closed, completely unaware of the outside world. Cheng Yu's Qi machine probed her sea of consciousness, but there was nothing strange.
"..."
"..."
Cheng Yu and the young monk, one big and one small, one cold and one hot, looked at each other across the table motionlessly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the little monk put back a smile on his face, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead with the cuffs of his robe, smacked his lips and said:
"Oh no, I don't want to play anymore. I hate meditation the most when I'm in the mountains. How come I'm in the hinterland of Kyushu and the donor is still meditating with me? The weather is hot. Can the donor treat me to a cup of tea to quench my thirst? I'm so thirsty.
!”
As the young monk talked, he actually looked a little bit playful.
Hearing this, Cheng Yu ignored him and lightly hooked his index finger with his right hand, causing a cluster of water to fly out from the tea tent and hang on the table.
The young monk was overjoyed when he saw it. He rolled up the cuffs of his robe and stretched out a pair of small hands to hold it in the shape of a bowl:
"Thank you, donor. Just put it in my hand and I will drink."
Cheng Yu tapped his index finger on the table, and a cluster of water fell into the young monk's hand.
"Gudu! Gudu!"
The little monk drank the water in one breath, and the water flowing down the corner of his mouth wetted his sleeves and front.
He lowered his head to look down, smiled, reached out his hand to wipe off the water stains on Bai Na's clothes, and said with a smile:
"Ah! It tastes so good. The water in Kyushu is so sweet! Donor, you are the best!"
"It's easy to say. Monk, there is no need to say more. I just saw you and others leaving, and you came back alone. What's the point?"
Cheng Yu raised his hand to stop the other party's pleasantries and asked straight to the point.
"Huh? You..."
The young monk was startled when he heard this. He stretched out his head and stared at Cheng Yu carefully for a while, and suddenly he became confused.
"thump!"
He fell down directly from the bench, then climbed up without saying goodbye. He picked up the hem of his bainai and ran toward the ferry.
After running for a few steps, he looked back at Cheng Yu, who was sitting motionless at the table. He seemed to be slightly relieved, but his steps did not relax, and he kept muttering:
"Horner! Huo Qika... Huo Qika..."
"Horner?"
"Huo Qika..."
Xirong?
Cheng Yu stared at the young monk's hurried away figure and thought in his mind.
When he was distracted for a moment, there was faint chanting in his ears again.
Cheng Yu looked in the direction of the young monk. It turned out that the group of monks had not gone far. They were still lined up in a long line and stopped motionless not far ahead, as if waiting for the young monk.
When the young monk reached the end of the team, he whispered again and again:
"Houli! Houli!"
"when!"
The leading tall and fierce monk didn't even turn his head. As if he heard what the little monk said, he stretched out his fingers and flicked the body of the vat, and the group of monks stepped forward under his leadership.
Suddenly, the heat wave on the official road was violently distorted, the chanting sound suddenly disappeared completely, and a group of monks disappeared.
Cheng Yu hurriedly stood up and left the tea table, walked to the official road, and looked in the direction where the monks disappeared.
strangeness……
Even with the help of the cat demon's magical vision, there is no trace of those monks.
These monks' deception is really not in vain...
"Mr. Cheng, don't look. That's the Xirong monk performing a magic similar to shrinking the ground into an inch. He is already far away at this time."
Just when Cheng Yu was wondering, a slightly familiar voice came from behind him.
Turning around, I saw two warriors standing in the shade of the trees next to the official road, covered in black helmets and black armor. Under the dappled sunlight, the armor exuded a trace of Yin Qi.
It turned out to be two from Wujundian.
Recalling the other party's voice just now, Cheng Yu immediately recognized that they were the two martial judges who collected the remaining souls of Lao Du last night.
The younger one is called Ma Liu, and the older one is Li Kui.
"The two of you are polite, and I met you two in less than a day. It seems that we are destined."
Cheng Yu cupped his hands and saluted.
"Destined?"
Although the two Yinsi martial judges wore black masks and could not see their expressions at all, they were clearly stunned from their body parts.
"Why does Mr. Cheng's speech sound like a Brahma?"
After Li Kui finished speaking, before Cheng Yu could reply, Ma Liu on the side interrupted:
"But having said that, we are indeed with Mr. Cheng...how to put it? Oh yes, we are destined, we are destined."
Having said this, Cheng Yu thought of what happened last night:
"Last night I was chatting with two Yinzai, and suddenly I heard a faint sound of gongs, and you two left in a hurry. But what happened?"
When the younger Ma Liu heard this, he patted his thigh and said:
"Hey! This matter is a long story, and it can be regarded as bad luck for us brothers. This is not because Mr. Wu saw that we are somewhat capable of collecting remnant souls, and he thought highly of us, so he sent him to search for the soul of that old bastard. He just didn't want to
That guy was really far away, and when Lord Wu rang the Soul Gathering Bell, we two brothers were a step too late, and then we got the hard work of keeping an eye on these Xirong monks."
It turns out that they were here in full armor under the scorching sun to keep an eye on those monks.
"Hey! That's wrong, my brother. Mr. Wu Jun sent us two brothers because he also took a fancy to our ability to collect remnant souls. How can it be regarded as hard work?"
"Oh...oh, yes, yes! Brother is right."
The two of them sang together, but the more they talked, the more confused Cheng Yu became.
"Why are you sending two people to follow the Xirong monks? And you have to rely on their ability to collect remnant souls?"
When the man named Ma Liu heard this, he took a step forward and looked around for a while in a slightly mysterious manner.
In fact, besides Cheng Yu, Jia Fei was the only one who could see them nearby at this time.
But the cat demon is still in trance at this time and is indifferent to the outside world.
Ma Liu came up to Cheng Yu and lowered his voice:
"Sir, you don't know something. Those Xirong monks are so disgraceful."
