Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

After dinner, Ye Shaoyang plans to go back and clean up, Xie Yuqing then let the four treasures take him to the place where they fightd last night, so I took a few photos of the scene and the two left.

Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu rushed back to the hotel.

"Have you bought a ticket?" Yan Lengyu looked at Ye Shaoyang to pack things and asked at the side.

"I checked a high-speed train after an hour, and there are tickets. I will go directly to the train station to buy it. I will not use my mobile phone to book tickets."

芮冷玉道: "I can get there in a few hours, I don't like to take the car, it's been a long time."

"About three or four... Ah, are you going too?" Ye Shaoyang stunned, a little excited.

"I have nothing to do with this. I have always wanted to visit Maoshan, one of the three main gates of Daomen, and take a trip with you."

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "But let me say it first. If you go, you will be disappointed."

An hour later, the two sat on the high-speed rail bound for Jurong City. Ye Shaoyang helped her to soak and pour water, very diligent. Yan Lengyu is as cold as ever.

Ye Shaoyang looked at her and couldn't help but say: "You don't seem to be the same as the night, it's not like a person."

Look at him with cold eyes, "What is different?"

"You were too active last night, ah, I don't mean that!" But it was already late, and he was stepped on by a cold jade and screamed.

"The matter of last night, I will not mention it later." Yan Lengyu said coldly.

"Well, no, that...the word you wrote in my hand, isn't it..."

"Don't say," Yan Lengyu's expression is a bit unnatural, "Send it to my mobile phone."

"Don't be so troublesome," Ye Shaoyang boldly pulled her hand and wrote the words "Love you" in her palm. She said nervously: "Is it these three words?"

Yan Lengyu saw the whole city he wrote, smiled lightly, and closed his eyes on the seat.

"Guess the right?" Ye Shaoyang was excited.

"Don't be narcissistic, let's guess next month."

A basin of cold water poured on Ye Shaoyang's head, can it be said that the words she wrote are not in this respect at all, is she wrong? Psychologically a little bit of suffering.

After arriving at Jurong, it was equivalent to returning to Ye Shaoyang’s site, hit a taxi, and took the cold jade to Maoshan District.

"The scenery of Maoshan is actually not very good. There are not many tourists. These are all about the amulet." On the way up the mountain, Ye Shaoyang said that the tourists on the road were sparsely sparse.

At the foot of the mountain is a small town where two people pass through.

Looking at all the familiar things, Ye Shaoyang was so excited that he felt even the air was fragrant, and he greedily sucked a few mouthfuls.

"It’s going to be dark, and we will climb the mountain for a while. Let’s eat something and go up the mountain,” Ye Shaoyang led her to a restaurant on the side of the road.

The boss is a 50-year-old uncle. When you see a guest, you come and entertained with affection. "Two people sit inside, two are coming for sightseeing or incense? I have a cheap fragrance. The Taoist on the mountain is very black. One hundred and one bundles..."

Ye Shaoyang took a picture on the boss's bare head: "Zhao Ershu, and grabbed my business!"

The boss squinted, his eyes fixed on Ye Shaoyang's face, and his smile gradually opened.

"Shaoyang, you are back!" The boss punched him on the shoulder. "Huo Huo, this is dressed like a city man!"

The two chatted intimately. After a while, the boss saw the cold jade next to him and patted Ye Shaoyang’s shoulder. "This is your object, really blessed, come home to see Master?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry to get some food, starve to death." Ye Shaoyang smiled at the cold and jade, and led her into the private room.

"You don't order food?"

"No, Lao Zhao knows what I like to eat."

Sure enough, after a while, the boss came in with food and smiled and said: "All you love, you use them slowly."

Look at the cold jade: a plate of pig large intestine, a plate of pork head meat, a plate of fried waist flowers ... could not help but smile at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang was also a little embarrassed. He took the menu and asked him to order a few dishes. He just had to open the food, the door of the private room was opened, and a group of bees and hawkers came in and sat down around the table, and chatted intimately. Ask the long and ask short.

The mountain people are simple, do not know how to avoid, and speak boldly. Seeing Ye Shaoyang sitting next to a beautiful girl, he is determined to be his girlfriend, jokingly joking, let Ye Shaoyang explain how to listen.

Qi Lengyu sat on one side and used indifference to cover up the embarrassment. He did not say a word, and did not eat rice.

In the end, Ye Shaoyang had to drive them all away and sit down and apologize to Yan Yuyu.

"These are all nearby vendors, living on Maoshan, watching me grow up, so talking more casually, don't mind..."

Cold and cold, cold face does not speak.

After dinner, Ye Shaoyang came out to say hello to the boss family, and did not check out, directly carrying the cold jade up the mountain.

“There are three mountains in Maoshan. The two buildings in front of each other are scenic spots. These buildings were built later. They are fooling tourists. Just look at it, but there is a place that is good. I will take you there.”

Ye Shaoyang took her from a path down the mountain, turned a few bends, and came to a valley.

A small stream passed through the middle, along the stream, and built a long corridor, antique, and cold jade saw that it was not a modern building.

On the other side of the promenade, there are some strange peaks and rocks, patchwork, and several scenic spots connected together, with the sunset, it looks really good.

“It’s very good here, why didn’t it be developed?” Yan Lengyu is a bit curious.

"This is the place where the masters of Maoshan were rebuilt in the past. My master likes it. I often come here for a visit. I am afraid that I will be disturbed by tourists, so I will not let it develop into a scenic spot. Only Maoshan disciples can come here."

The two walked down the promenade and came to an octagonal gazebo. There was a deep pool surrounded by streams. There were many turtles and fish swimming in it. It was very interesting.

Resting in the gazebo for a moment, seeing the sky is dark, Ye Shaoyang took her around the small road, and the result was just a few steps away. Suddenly stood and looked down at his right hand.

When he was cold, he saw that his expression was not right. When he looked up, he saw one of the five soul prints of his palms emitting a faint red light. "what happened?"

"Guagua is hurt, is coming!"

The voice just fell, only to hear a "plop" sound, the two hurriedly looked back, I saw the waterhole outside the gazebo splashing, a figure flew out from it, fell in the grass, rolled a few times, sitting on the ground When I got up, I turned to see Ye Shaoyang and said in a hurry: "The boss rescues me!"

I didn't wait for Ye Shaoyang to return to God. I saw another figure stretching slowly from the water. It was a tall, tall, looking forty years old, with a sallow face and no expression.