Too Reckless

Yan Ge led the way and came to a yard. Before entering the house, she smelled the smell of medicine.

The elderly maid, who was cleaning the snow in the aisle, saw a few people coming and said:

"Master."

"Is your mother okay?"

"Ugh……"

The old maid shook her head, without saying a word, she moved out of the way.

There was a stove in the yard, and medicine was being boiled, and the door to the bedroom was closed and locked.

Yan Ge was very filial, and when she came here, there was no smile on her face, only worry. He lightly picked up the key outside, opened the copper lock, took a closer look, made sure that his mother was asleep, and then made a shush gesture to let a few people in.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao entered the room together, and looked at them with a probe—the bed was covered with a thick quilt, tied with ropes, and inside lay a woman with white hair.

The woman's age is similar to that of Zuo Lingquan's mother, and her bones are still Zhou Zheng, but her face is yellow and her skin is thin, she can't see the slightest bit of blood, her hair is disheveled, and her breath is weak.

Tang Jing frowned and was about to ask Yan Ge how his mother's condition was, but she didn't know if the door opened and the air-conditioning entered the house on a snowy day, which woke the woman up; before she could speak, she heard a voice:

"what--"

The shrill scream was almost piercing.

The woman lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were fierce, she struggled frantically on the bed, and even the hemp rope that was bound made a 'cluck' sound.

The sudden and terrifying sight made Tang Jing's face turn pale with fright, and Zuo Lingquan also clenched his sword and took a half step back.

Yan Ge's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said:

"Mother, mother! It's me, it's me..."

The woman on the bed couldn't listen to anyone's words at all, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked at Yan Ge like a hater, and let out an indistinct roar.

Yan Ge was anxious and distressed, and had no other choice but to beckon a few people to get out, but at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded in the room:

"Clang~"

The crisp pipa tune seemed to contain some kind of power, and the sound was not loud, but it shook people's chests.

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head to look, Xie Qiutao was holding the iron pipa in his arms, flicking his fingers, not moving much, and there was no trace of infuriating, but the fur coats on several people, together with the fur coats hiding under the fur coats. The dumplings, Mao Mao trembled with the rhythm.

Standing outside the door, Song Fu, although he couldn't see what was inside, had a strange look in his eyes when he heard the distinctive sound of the pipa, and what surprised him even more was behind him.

The woman who had been struggling with grief, heard the soul-soothing tune, her body froze obviously, and then she fell softly on the bed, her eyes changed from fierce to absent-minded and dazed.

"This……"

The master and servant of the Yan family inside and outside the door were ecstatic when they saw this scene.

Yan Ge's reaction was almost the same as his father's reaction when he saw Daoist Cloud Leopard, he knelt down on the spot and said:

"Xie Nuxia... No, Fairy Xie, please save my mother..."

Incoherent.

Zuo Lingquan quickly supported Yan Ge and signaled the people inside and outside the door not to get excited and wait quietly for Xie Qiutao to do it.

Xie Qiutao is not performing immortal magic, but only playing the family-herited Requiem tune, which is similar to the Sanqing bell of Taoism.

She played for a while, and after the woman was completely quiet, she walked over and asked:

"Auntie, what did you see?"

People are insane and crazy, and all they see are hallucinations. The reason why monks who exorcise ghosts and evil spirits ask this question is because hallucinations do not arise out of thin air. Determine the cause of the hallucination.

The woman's eyes were blank and her lips twitched a few times. Although her words were unclear, she still said:

"Gourd... gourd..."

It's exactly the same as what the eldest son of the Yan family said.

When Xie Qiutao heard this answer, he naturally frowned.

When people go mad, the hallucinations produced are all kinds of strange, impossible to be the same; seeing the same kind of hallucination can only mean that the two people's madness has the same origin and is caused by something unknown.

After Zuo Lingquan waited for a while, he asked:

"how?"

Xie Qiutao was holding the iron pipa and was a little worried:

"From the point of view of the reaction, it is not possessed by evil spirits, it is more like being stimulated and having an overreaction, um... It is almost like a new recruit who is scared and stupid on the battlefield, either afraid to move or hacking people, I can't handle that."

Tang Jingxuan probably understood the meaning, and said:

"Could it be that you hit the gourd essence?"

Judging from the words of the mad person, it is indeed possible, but Zuo Lingquan pondered for a while, then shook his head and said:

"It's not like. Plants and trees become refined. It stands to reason that they will only be in the remote mountains and old forests, and the ones that can become refined must be gourd vines. Gourds are similar to peaches, or seeds, but they have not taken root and sprout.

Xie Qiutao interjected: "It's not impossible. The mother vine is high enough, and the gourd that grows may be able to directly open the wisdom..."

The discussion of the three was a bit off topic.

Zuo Lingquan asked Yan Ge when he saw Yan Ge waiting with anticipation:

"Let's not talk about the gourd, can Aunt Yan be cured?"

Xie Qiutao shrugged slightly: "The soul is stimulated, just like a heart disease. If you don't solve the source, it's useless no matter how well your body is conditioned. I can only temporarily appease it."

Yan Ge was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but if he could stabilize his mother, he had already seen the dawn, nodded and said:

"As long as it can be solved, Dad is arranging for someone to find the object related to the gourd. When I find it, I will immediately notify several immortal masters."

Xie Qiutao didn't see the reason, and felt troubled in her heart. She didn't want Yan Ge to expect too much from her, so she shook her head and said:

"What kind of immortal master are we, we only know some alchemy..."

A few people chatted, because Yan Ge's mother finally stabilized, and Yan Ge wanted to take this opportunity to feed him, so he left the yard first, led by the housekeeper Song Fu, and went to the guest room to stay first.

The housekeeper Song Fu saw Xie Qiutao leaking a hand, and there was no contempt in his eyes. He greeted him politely on the road, and when he arrived at the guest house, he also brought a can of 'Xiancha'.

Immortal tea is not a high-quality product, and the taste and the spiritual energy contained in it are average, but this kind of pure entertainment is not something that ordinary monks can afford to drink in the cultivation way, and I don’t know how much the Yan family spent to buy it from outside. return.

Zuo Lingquan drank an unknown amount of immortal tea at the rich mother and baby. He was not enthusiastic about this kind of thing. Naturally, he did not let the Yan family spend any money. The situation in the village.

Yanjiazhuang is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and its scale is very large. The color of the snow in the garden is also unique in the world. However, at this time, the people in Zhuangzi obviously have no intention of enjoying the scenery. Various 'immortal masters' of unknown origin are digging around in Zhuangzi. Stone slabs, flipped tiles, and people standing on the roof watching Feng Shui.

Zuo Lingquan and the three did not have a clear clue. The way of investigation is actually not much different from Mr. Jianghu in Zhuangzi. The dumplings could only huddle under Tang Jingshen's hair ball and observe secretly.

The three walked along the veranda of the villa for a while, but did not find anything unusual. When they turned the corner of the veranda, they saw a person walking over from the round door by the lake.

The person who came here was rather rough, dressed in a khaki leather jacket, with a greasy iron sword stuck at his waist, holding a wooden box in his arms, his expression on his face was as if he had just made a fortune from a casino. Like a gambler, humming a little tune.

Zuo Lingquan glanced around and recognized that this person was Fan Jin, the 'Sword Immortal' who had met in the hall. Judging from this appearance, the three thousand taels of silver was about to be obtained.

Xie Qiutao and Tang Jingxuan didn't feel very good about this person, so they pretended they didn't see it, and continued to ponder the flowers and plants outside the veranda. Zuo Lingquan naturally ignored it.

But what people did not expect was that Fan Jin came from the round gate and saw the three of them, and he took the initiative to say hello:

"Boy, I see that you dress like a swordsman, and you're here to help the Yan family slay demons and exorcise demons?"

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, turned his head, and responded:

"Fan Jianxian is sure that he is here to help?"

Fan Jin walked to the veranda, put the three hundred pound wooden box on the beauty's back, and rubbed his frozen red hands twice:

"It's normal that you, a young man, don't understand the rules of cultivating the Dao. Do you think that I, Fan Jin, are greedy for money? No, this is the rule of the Central Continent swordsman..."

Zuo Lingquan was amused, and glanced at the oily scabbard around Fan Jin's waist:

"Central continent swordsman has this rule? I run around all year round, why haven't I heard of it?"

"How far can you run at your age? When I was in the Sword Emperor City, you were probably still wearing open-crotch pants..."

Fan Jin seemed to like being a high-ranking person. Seeing Zuo Lingquan's rebuttal, he sat down in the veranda and put his sword on his lap.

"Seeing that you are young, I don't mind giving you a few pointers. Whether it's a practice or a river or lake, the most important thing is human affection. We swordsmen pay attention to being free and easy, and we can't touch this stuff.

"Let's talk about the Yan family, if I come here with the air of being a hero and righteousness, and whether I will take money after finishing the work, the Yan family will have to remember my favor, and they want money and face. Isn't this shameless? It's different if I take the money in advance. No matter if I lose money or make a profit this time, the Yan family hired me, Fan Jin, to do business. I bought and sold with one hammer, and then I shot two after the fact, and no one owes anyone. This is like The style of a swordsman, don't you think?"

Fan Jin's remarks are not without reason.

But the premise that makes sense is that Fan Jin has the ability to handle this matter and can do it with all his heart.

At present, everyone is not sure, and there is no low-key offer. Fan Jin, who dares to ask for three thousand taels of silver, is not taking advantage of the fire.

Xie Qiutao couldn't listen anymore, and interjected:

"Fan Jianxian, you have all your money, what are you going to do next?"

Fan Jin obviously didn't know, so he didn't answer directly, but said:

"The car must have a way to the front of the mountain. Since the money has been collected, it must be resolved. Don't doubt my words. Do you know who my guide is?"

The so-called guides refer to the elders who lead them to the cultivation path. For example, Zuo Lingquan's guide is Wu Qingwan, Zuo Yunting's guide is Lao Lu, not necessarily a master, but it is also very important, and can be used as a guide. The monk's guarantor.

Zuo Lingquan was very curious about who led such a thing to the cultivation way, and asked:

"Where is the master?"

"Jian Jiu is worried about tomorrow! Have you heard of it?"

The Eight Lords is the name of the Sword Emperor. The monks on the mountain are like thunder, and Zuo Lingquan has traveled to Central Continent. Naturally, he has heard of it, but the details of each person, just like the Eight Lords, are very mysterious and few people know it.

Hearing that Fan Jin suddenly brought out a Sword Sovereign, Zuo Lingquan didn't know what to say about him, so he cooperated:

"Oh? Could it be that Your Excellency is a disciple of the Sword Emperor?"

Fan Jin waved his hand: "The guide is not the teacher, you can't understand what you said. Tomorrow is worried about Mingjianxian, and I am from the same hometown. Although the time difference is three hundred years or so, the relationship that comes from one place cannot be erased. I, Fan Jin, took Ming Jianxian as an example since I was a child, he is my guide, and when I am outside, I will not smear his face..."

"...?"

Is this a guide?

Zuo Lingquan felt that he had drank too much, so he stood here and chatted with a prankster. He shook his head, bowed his hands, and took the two girls back to the yard directly.

Halfway through his words, Fan Jin saw that Zuo Lingquan was no longer listening, and said to himself:

"The opportunity to give advice from an expert can't be encountered a few times in a lifetime. Young people don't cherish it, so why should I force it..."

Xie Qiutao was suffocated and uncomfortable. After turning around the corner, her eyes widened and she said in disbelief:

"What kind of person is this? I've traveled all over the world for so many years, and the first time I saw someone who was better than me. I'm talking about a tiger-skin banner. At least I'll find someone I've seen before. This person is nonsense. According to what he said, my The guide is still the Taoist ancestor..."

Tang Jingxuan felt the same way.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled. The other party just mentioned Jian Jiu Ming Rizuo, who was a little interested. He took out the Tiandun card and asked:

"Ling Ye, who is Tomorrow's Sorrow?"

Ling Ye, who was on the painting boat, quickly responded:

"The Sword Emperor, who is the ninth oldest person, who else can be. Tomorrow is very carefree and rarely shows up. It is said that he can't even get in touch with the Sword Emperor City. I only know that he loves wine like a madman. About... By the way, the most famous one was when I went to Taohuatan and asked Venerable Peach Blossom for drinks, Venerable Peach Blossom gave me a pot, and guess what?"

If you can ask such a question, the result must be unusual. Zuo Lingquan asked:

"Could it be that you are not satisfied?"

"Well, Xianren Brewing is recognized as the No. 1 aged brew in the Xianjia family. It's not suitable for Tomorrow's worry. It's not easy to adjust it. But tomorrow's worry is stubborn and doesn't speak well. I have to say that the way of brewing by Master Taohua is too much for the ingredients. It can't be called wine, it should be renamed 'Qizhen Soup', poof..."

Laughter is like a silver bell.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were stunned: "What about the result? Senior Peach Blossom can't remember hating him for hundreds of years?"

"You are quite aware of the temper of Venerable Peach Blossom, Venerable Peach Blossom is also an alcoholic who loves wine like this. When someone judges his masterpiece like this, his chest is probably exploded, and he will ignore the Central Continent Sword Cultivator; I'm screaming all over the place, almost scolding Tomorrows to death..."

Since becoming a wife, Shangguan Lingye's private conversations have gradually become a little bit nasty.

Xie Qiutao heard that "my chest was exploding with anger", her eyes were strange, she lowered her head and glanced, and subconsciously stood up, but unfortunately Zuo Lingquan didn't see it in front of her.

Tang Jingxuan didn't like these messy cultivation things, and seeing that Ling Ye was a little excited, interjected:

"Ling Ye, are you bored on the boat? Xiao Zuo bought a few jars of wine in the capital. It tastes very good. Why don't you come down at night and have a drink together?"

Hearing this, Zuo Lingquan blinked, not knowing whether it was the wine bug in his stomach or something.

Facing Jing Xing's invitation to form a team, Ling Ye hesitated a little before saying:

"The Yan family is in such a big trouble, it's not appropriate to make a fuss in the house. Let's settle the matter first."

Xie Qiutao was worried about this and asked:

"Sister Shangguan, do you see any problem?"

"No, everything is normal, but this madness is inexplicable. I am investigating the past files of the Yaosi, and I will notify you when I find something similar."

"okay……"

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into the night.

After a day of investigation, I found nothing, which did not affect the interest of the immortal masters to eat the banquet. A banquet was held in the hall of Yanjiazhuang.

When a cultivator enters the Linggu, he will not be able to eat five grains, so there are not many who can go to the table and eat feasts now. Stay in their respective rooms and study this errand.

In the west house, there lived five waves of people, including Zuo Lingquan; in addition to Cloud Leopard Taoist and Fan Jin, there were also two pairs of monks who came together. They had seen each other in the living room during the day. Cooked, did not drop by.

From time to time there was a commotion in the distance, but this side of the West House was very quiet.

In a courtyard near the lake, a clouded leopard Taoist dressed in a blue Taoist robe walked out of the eaves, glanced at the direction where Zuo Lingquan and others lived, and walked slowly to the back of the villa. After a few breaths, he arrived at Yan San. Abstain from the place to live.

At night, Yan Sanjie, who had finished drinking with him, was in the study, discussing matters with a few Yan family elders, and the faint words were passed into the wind and snow through the lit window:

"...Fan Jin's stuff is clearly a liar in the rivers and lakes, and three thousand taels of silver is a waste of money; fortunately, Yun Daochang has a profound Taoism, and with his old man here, this time I want to come here with 90% certainty..."

"...Third Master, the Zuo Shaoxia brought by Yan Ge today looks unusual..."

"I also saw that Zuo Shaoxia, who is really unusual, with a solid body, absolutely good kung fu, and a really beautiful appearance. The fourth girl saw it today and secretly came to tell me to recruit her as a son-in-law, saying that it was for her to marry. Sister is looking for something, I still can't see what I mean? So come over and discuss with the third master... "

"Fourth, let's talk about the real business first, and consider these things later. Song Fu, you continue to talk."

"The girl Xie who followed Zuo Shaoxia today is also able to do immortal magic. It doesn't look as elegant as Daoist Yun, but she must be a true immortal teacher. Judging from the words and actions of the three, it seems that girl Xie is traveling with Zuo Shaoxia. How could a Jianghu Ranger let the fairy on the mountain stick to his **** and run after him? According to my guess, Zuo Shaoxia might be the real sword fairy on the mountain..."

...

Trivial talk is heard.

The clouded leopard Taoist under the wall frowned slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he continued to move forward. He left the villa and came to the banks of the Zhuo River.

There was heavy snow, and the four fields were silent.

Daoist Cloud Leopard stood on the frozen river, first looked around at the surrounding terrain, and finally set his eyes on a farmhouse.

The residents of the farmhouse had already moved out in order to avoid the madness of the Yan family. The original vegetable garden was deserted, covered with heavy snow, and a melon frame made of bamboo could be vaguely seen.

Daoist Cloud Leopard came to the vicinity of the melon frame and carefully looked at the dry gourd vines on it, but before he made any move, he felt violent aura fluctuations in the distance.

Daoist Cloud Leopard was startled and turned his head quickly, only to see the direction of the waves coming from inside Yanjiazhuang...

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West Residence.

It was just dark, and the three of them wandered outside for a day without finding anything of value, so they returned to the room where they stayed and rested for the night.

The mansion prepared a dinner party, Yan Ge came to invite him once, Zuo Lingquan declined, and the servant sent the wine and dishes to the room.

Zuo Lingquan could not eat the five grains, did not use his chopsticks, drank small wine with Jingxun, and fed all the meals to the dumplings; however, the dumplings were not selected, and they ate all the meals as ordered.

When they were full of food and drink, the two of them naturally came between the beds; the people in Yanjiazhuang were half crazy, and it was not appropriate for them to be intimate in other people's houses, and Zuo Lingquan didn't mess around, just leaned on the bed and hugged. Jing You teases Ling Ye, who is alone in the empty room on the painting boat.

The lights in the room were dim, and the dumplings, who were full and had nothing to do, were lying on the quilt, humming a little song "Gujiji~Gujiji".

Tang Jing leaned on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, his legs were buried in the quilt, and he held the Tiandun card in his hand, pretending to be serious:

"Ling Ye, we searched for a lot of... um... places today, but didn't find anything... um..."

Zuo Lingquan was very honest, he didn't provoke the white jade tiger, and he didn't rub the dumplings, but Ling Ye on the Tiandun card obviously didn't know.

When Shangguan Lingye listened, he interrupted his words and said suspiciously:

"What are you doing?"

Tang Jingxuan looked flustered: "I didn't do anything, um... I'm talking to you..."

"You...you are really... Zuo Lingquan, the dumpling is still by the side, don't you know how to restrain yourself?"

Zuo Lingquan heard the vinegar smell in Ling Ye's cold words, and it was a little funny. He was about to accompany Jing Xun to continue acting when the dumpling lying on the quilt suddenly turned over.

Danzi seemed to have noticed something, looked at the window, tilted his head first, and then pointed with his wings:

"grumble?"

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan naturally restrained his mind, turned over quickly, took the sword to the window, and found that the place pointed by the dumpling was Xie Qiutao's room.

Xie Qiutao lived in a courtyard with two pairs of doors. At this time, the lights in the room were turned off, the doors and windows were also closed, and there was no movement at all.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to signal Jingshen not to make a sound, and then silently walked out of the room. After confirming that there was nothing unusual outside, he leaned against the window and listened:

"Huh...huh..."

There was a sound of breathing in the room, fluctuating.

Even if the practitioner is sleeping, the breath is long and difficult to perceive. This kind of movement is obviously wrong.

Zuo Lingquan frowned and opened the door gently.

The room was dimly lit, and there were dishes and wine jugs on the round table. The dishes didn't move much, but the wine was finished.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it and found that outside the bead curtain in the bedroom, there was a small dark-gold turtle that was crawling out cautiously. After finding him, he was stunned and quickly retracted into the turtle shell.

There was a canopy bed inside the bead curtain, and the iron pipa was leaning against the head of the bed. Xie Qiutao, who was wearing a warm yellow pleated skirt, was lying on the quilt, her body shape extremely unnatural.

Zuo Lingquan opened the bead curtain to check, but saw Xie Qiutao on the bed, with his fists clenched, blue veins on his forehead, as if he was trying to break free from something, his chest high and his back almost hanging in the air.

"Thank you girl?!"

Zuo Lingquan's face changed suddenly, he didn't have time to think about it, he came to the bed to check.

But what Zuo Lingquan didn't expect was that before he got close, Xie Qiutao was already 'awakened'.

I saw Xie Qiutao, who was struggling on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils turned black. There was no affinity and agility in the past, and some were only alert and hostile; the skin on the back of his hands and neck even faintly showed scales and armor patterns. , only the disguised cheeks did not look different.

It was the first time Zuo Lingquan saw Xie Qiutao appearing like this, and he secretly thought that something was wrong.

The next moment, Xie Qiutao had already bounced up, swiftly like a mad thunder, grabbed the iron pipa at the head of the bed with one hand, put his backhand behind his head, held both hands, and let out a loud shout:

"what--"

Xie Qiutao's strength in the past was already terrifying. At this time, it was even worse. The explosive power of the body and even the bloodline of talent were all pulled to the extreme, and a phantom of a turtle and snake even appeared around him.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were horrified. If Xie Qiutao smashed this out, half of the Zhuangzi would be gone. He was not sure whether he would lack arms or legs. action.

After all, Zuo Lingquan has the superior realm and has no innate blood talent, but his acquired accumulation is no worse than Xie Qiutao, and he has an absolute advantage in speed.

"Thank you girl! Thank you girl!..."

If it was a desperate fight, even if Zuo Lingquan hugged him this time, it would be difficult to lock Xie Qiutao, who was slightly slower but with inhuman strength.

But Xie Qiutao burst out under stress, and pulled back the lost mind. When he picked up the pipa, his consciousness had quickly awakened, and he began to withdraw before he could make a move.

Xie Qiutao was much smaller than Zuo Lingquan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he woke up, he found that his feet were being held off the ground and he was shaken forcibly.

Xie Qiutao was in a dazed state, just like being woken up from sleep.

The man's breath came to his face. After realizing that the person who was hugging and yelling was Zuo Lingquan, Xie Qiutao's eyes widened. The first reaction was to throw away the pipa with a loose hand. He closed his eyes, and his face flushed red:

"Ah—Young Master Zuo, what are you doing?"

The calf also fluttered twice in the air.

? ?

Zuo Lingquan was also stunned for a moment, then shook it a few times, and shouted:

"What did you say I did?! You almost beat me to death, you know?"

"Ah? Is there any?"

"you!……"