He was dazed for a long time before he suddenly realized that what his hands were holding was not Shen Fengxue's neck, but his own.He was straining his hands, his joints turning white, and he was strangling his neck.Shen Gurong was dazed for a moment, and after understanding the situation in front of him, instead of letting go, he completely collapsed and laughed miserably, and then tightened his hand more and more, as if he wanted to strangle himself alive in this wilderness.Shen Gurong's tears were like beads with broken threads, and he pinched himself so that he couldn't breathe, but his heart, which had been like a blunt knife, suddenly felt nothing.He didn't hurt at all.Whether it's crushing Yuan Dan or strangling yourself, isn't it all going home?
The crisp chill enveloped the breath of dewdrops in his face, and countless bright red Dao couples broke through the thick gray mist around Shen Gurong's body and flew in.In the next moment, the shepherd rushed quickly.The spirit butterfly that the Dao Couple Covenant turned into danced in the black mist, slowly landing on Shen Gurong's white hair that was frozen on the ground, and all the others flew in the air, slowly dispersing the thick mist.Mu Yan stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Gurong in his arms, holding Shen Gurong's hand that was still exerting force, in a vain attempt to make him let go of the ten fingers that were trying to kill himself.His face was full of fear, and his voice was still a little trembling crying, and while he wanted to separate Shen Gurong's hand, he muttered as if he was begging: Master, I'm here.I'm coming.Chapter 112 Even if the Fengxue puppet was held in Mu Chen's arms, Shen Gurong's hand still did not loosen in the slightest, and he seemed to be determined to go home and strangle himself here.No matter how hard he tried, Mu Yan couldn't break Shen Gurong's hand, and he almost went crazy: Master!
In the end, Shizun had no choice but to forcibly use his cultivation to probe into Shen Gurong's divine sense, and with a sudden shock, Shen Gurong's eyes instantly dilated, and his body was soft in Mu Qi's arms, completely unconscious.The shepherd held him and stared at him for a long time before he hugged him tightly in his arms.The overwhelming fear almost swallowed him up.If he was one step too late, would his master really strangle himself alive in this filthy wilderness?
What happened to him in the capital to make him so ruthless?
Mu Yan hugged him for a long time, and after a long time, his hand completely regained its calm, and he hugged Shen Gurong in his arms with red eyes.The Taoist couples were scattered around, slowly leading a path to the capital.Shen Gurong didn't leave the capital too far, and soon Mu Yan carried him to the Lingfang.Yu Xinghe was waiting there, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he immediately beckoned happily: Master, senior brother, huh?
What's wrong with Master?
He hurriedly jumped down from the boat and walked quickly.Mu Yan's face was gloomy, and he glanced coldly at the gate of the drunken capital, and said: There are problems with the drunk, I will go with you tomorrow to take a look.Yu Xinghe nodded, and glanced at Shen Gurong in his arms worriedly: Master He didn't say much, raised his hand and threw out the mustard seeds, and turned into a huge pan dwelling in place and appeared in place.The master needs to rest, don't come to disturb him.Yu Xinghe was very well-behaved and said: Okay.Mu Yan hugged Shen Gurong and entered the mustard seeds.Shen Gurong fell asleep all night, and Mu Yan also sat on the couch and accompanied him all night.When looking for Shen Gurong, at first, Mu Qi followed the Taoist Couple Deed to the Xudu, but not long after he walked in, the Daoist Deed suddenly flew out of the city like crazy, and finally stopped in a deserted outskirts.Shen Gurong, who was white-haired and green-clothed, choked his neck while crying.Mu Yan didn't know what happened to Shen Gurong, but he was sure that the little master, who had always been flamboyant and cheerful, could actually be ruthless to himself and end his life with the most painful and struggling method, and he would definitely be inseparable from the relationship.Mu Yan held Shen Gurong's cold hand tightly, panicking as if his heart was about to jump out of his heart.He suddenly had a strange premonition that the gag little master from before might not come back.Mu Yan stayed with him quietly all night, and when it was dawn, Yu Xinghe suddenly exclaimed outside Fanjiangju.Mu Yan hesitated for a moment before gently putting Shen Gurong's hand back into the brocade quilt, turning around and walking out of the Fanjiang Residence.Yu Xinghe was on the painting boat, probably just getting up, and was rubbing his eyes untidy at this time.The shepherd said: What's wrong?
Yu Xinghe trembled and pointed at Xudu not far away, his eyes were full of horror: Senior brother, Xudu Mu looked up, and his pupils suddenly shrank.Last night, it was still a normal city, and after the dawn was shrouded, it seemed to be dissipated by the water, revealing its original appearance.The entire city seemed to have been burned by fire, and there were pitch-black scorch marks everywhere, and the ruins were everywhere, even half of the city gate had collapsed, and you could vaguely see the long street that had been burned to ruins.On top of the half-destroyed city, a plaque of the city that had been burned out was mostly exposed.You can see two words clearly.Yu Xinghe muttered: The next moment of remark, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, which seemed to be shocking something.Yu Xinghe was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and said in amazement: What's wrong, what's wrong?
Mu Yan glanced at the cloudless sky with a gloomy face, and said coldly: It's nothing, but I don't know which saint was disturbed.Yu Xinghe's face was dazed: Huh?
What?
But the shepherd did not speak again.He was already in the Mahayana period, and when the heavenly thunder sounded, he could tell whether it was the shock of the saint or the thunder punishment from the heavenly dao.Heavenly thunder punishment is often fast and ruthless, and the heavenly thunder is slashed without giving people any chance to react.And this heavenly thunder is the power of a monk.There are enlightened saints, who are peeking into the Three Realms, and they are not allowed to mention the three words of Huicheng in anyone's mouth.The only person who ascended to sanctification in the Three Realms and cut off cause and effect is the Southern Disaster King who has left the human peak.Away from the south.Yu Xinghe just said two words back, and he could make the Southern Disaster Monarch, who was thousands of miles away, send down a heavenly thunder warning, was he hiding something?
And he has been soaring for many years, but he has been staying in the Three Realms, is it also because something has become an obsession and cannot be put down?
The shepherd vaguely knew that he seemed to have found something unusual, but he didn't dare to think about it.The two of them walked into the city of Hui, and there were traces of burning everywhere, just by looking at those traces, they could know how big a fire was back then, and it could burn the entire city like this.The city is full of ghosts, nowhere to be seen.Yu Xinghe felt a little scared, and said: It seems that there are no clues to be found here during the day.Perhaps only at night, when the gates were wide open, would they be able to learn the clues of the thirteen plague spirits from the ghosts.The shepherd pondered for a long time before nodding: Okay, we'll come back in the evening.Mu Yan is really too secure, Yu Xinghe was originally afraid of the ghost city, but now his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded desperately: Mmmm!
Mu Yu absentmindedly went out of Huicheng City, and after a few words of advice to Yu Xinghe, he went to Fanjiangju.Shen Gurong had already woken up, and was kneeling beside the small desk at this time, lowering his eyes and writing something on the paper with a pen.His mood seemed very gentle, his expression relaxed, one white hair stood up high with a headband, he was draped in a shepherd's green robe, one hand supported his chin, and the other hand was casually writing on the paper.He looked loose and energetic, with a smile on his lips, and his eyes kept glancing out of the window, as if he was making up his mind to sneak out to play.That is, there is no pretense of calmness as Shen Fengxue, and there is no despair that hysterically wants to strangle himself yesterday.If it weren't for the burning bruise on his neck, he would have almost thought that last night's scene was just a nightmare he had.However, seeing that Shen Gurong had returned to normal, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, he walked over and knelt opposite Shen Gurong, and said softly: Master.Shen Gurong didn't seem to see him, and he was still writing something on the paper.Mu Yan didn't notice anything wrong, so he stepped forward and glanced at it, and found that Shen Gurong's handwriting was exactly the same as what Shen Fengxue had taught him in his previous life.Mu Yan was stunned for a moment.In this life, Shen Fengxue's handwriting is completely different from the previous life, as if he deliberately changed the handwriting, and after Shen Gurong disguised himself as Shen Fengxue, he seemed to be deliberately learning his handwriting to avoid being discovered to be a seizure, so Mu Yan didn't notice the change in handwriting for a while.But now Mu Chen took a breath lightly, smiled reluctantly, and said softly: What is the master copying?
Shen Gurong turned a deaf ear, one hand was wrapped around a lock of white hair hanging on his shoulder, probably because he was too annoying to copy, he took the lock of hair in his mouth, bit it lightly as if venting his anger, and said vaguely in his mouth: I don't want to copy the book.The shepherd was stunned.Shen Gurong complained vaguely while copying books in distress: I want to go out to play, I don't want to copy books.Mu Yan finally sensed that something was wrong, and as soon as he grabbed Shen Gurong's hand, he said with difficulty: Master?
Shen Gu Rong Bing's eyes looked at him blankly, but he didn't put it back at all, and he continued to bury his head in the annoying book in distress.The shepherd sat and watched him in fear.Shen Gurong is copying the disciple's rules and learning notes, his handwriting iron painting silver hook, at the beginning of the copy is still very neat, but the more he copied, the more irritable, the heavier the play, and finally in the copy to the prohibition of the unsent Yu, when it can be said, he bit the pen and thought about it, and muttered in a low voice: Let me go out to play, it is the most appropriate to teach calligraphy.He secretly wrote a play in the lower right corner of the paper, stroke by stroke.I want to play.Mu Qi's heart almost rose to his throat, he stepped forward with difficulty, raised his hand to support Shen Gurong's side face, and muttered: Master, do you know who I am?
Shen Gurong was forcibly turned to look at him with his face broken, and the eyes of the two finally met.Her lips trembled, and she looked at him almost beggingly.Shen Gurong looked at him blankly for a long time, then suddenly sighed, stepped forward and said suspiciously: Are you here to copy the book for me?
The shepherd was stunned.Shen Gurong looked outside slyly, as if he was worried that Mr. would come over suddenly, and he urged the pastor: Isn't it?
Mu Yan didn't know how to answer, and nodded with difficulty after a long time at Shen Gurong's unfamiliar gaze.Be.Shen Gurong was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled him to the table, handed him the pen, pointed to a line on the study notebook, and said: "Well, start copying from here, and the handwriting should be learned like some."
Mu Yan was stunned by him stuffing a pen, and looked up blankly, Shen Gurong was holding his chin and smiling at him.Don't be found by the gentleman.Shen Gurong said, laughing and turning out of the window lattice, and sneaked out to play.Mu Yan was stunned for a long time before he threw the pen away and chased after him with a frightened face.If the mustard seeds were not allowed by the shepherd, Shen Gurong would not be able to go out.Shen Gurong walked around it several times, but he couldn't find anything interesting, so he went to the plane tree in the side courtyard, climbed up cleanly, sat on the branch and shook his slender legs, took out a knife from his arms, and began to carve the puppet in his hand.Mu Yan has now come back to his senses, and he must have been stimulated by touching his little master, otherwise he would not have behaved so strangely, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.He floated up the tree and sat beside Shen Gurong, staring at him intently.Shen Gurong began to ignore him again, humming a small song while carving the facial features of the puppet in his hand with a knife.Mu Yan listened carefully, and found that he was humming a widely circulated opera in the mortal world, and he sang it in a good way, that is, the words of the opera were completely scolding words, although there was not a single dirty word, but listening carefully to the words of the opera, it was completely scolding the mother.The puppet in Shen Gurong's hand was the one given to him by Lin Shuhe.Lin Shuhe just carved a vague facial feature at random, and Shen Gurong took a knife to carve it casually for a while, and the facial features were completely shaped.Mu Yan leaned over to take a look, and his pupils suddenly shrank.Those facial features are exactly what the shepherd looks like.No, it's just a lot like a shepherd.The puppet is only the size of a palm, and its facial features are extremely vividly carved, and a small green hairpin pulls up half of its black hair, and the rest is scattered behind its back.Warm as water, warm as jade.The wood is an idol shepherd, but it is not a shepherd.Sure enough.After carving the facial features, Shen Gurong carved two words Feng Xue on the back of the puppet.It is exactly the same as the handwriting on the bamboo grate.After carving the words, Shen Gurong looked left and right with satisfaction, because he was very happy, his toes were tense, his legs were swaying and kicking alternately, and the layers of clothes were about to fly up like a spirit butterfly, and his eyebrows were full of joy.He raised his hand to sweep the sawdust off his clothes, and happily pinched the puppet: Sir, I'm going to be a good sir.The pastor's face turned pale suddenly.Chapter 113 Eat Me Big Sugar Shen Gurong took the finished Mr. puppet and jumped under the tree happily.But he didn't use his spiritual power at this time, and the sycamore tree was tall, so he didn't care about jumping down, Mu Yan was directly frightened, and hurriedly fell to the ground first, and opened his hands to catch Shen Gurong.Shen Gurong's clothes flew over, and he was directly picked up, but he didn't look at the shepherd, and ran away with the puppet.Mr?
Shen Gurong was running around in Fanjiangju, as if he was looking for someone, Mr.
Sir!
The shepherd chased after him with a pale face, but he didn't dare to call him anymore.He was afraid that he would be regarded by the confused Shen Gurong as the gentleman with the same face.Shen Gurong ran around but didn't find his husband, so he had to return to Fanjiangju, pinching the puppet and fiddling, the tail of his eyes drooped, and his long eyelashes were like perched butterflies, trembling slightly.His fingertips lightly touched the puppet's face, and he was a little dejected, and whispered, "Sir, Mr. will definitely like this puppet."
The pastor sat cautiously across from him, staring at him intently.He didn't know what was wrong with Shen Gurong, let alone how to wake him up, so he could only watch in vain.Mu Yan looked at Shen Gu Rong's sloppy eyes, and thought a little desperately: If you were a doctor, it would be a doctor?
Mu Yu was stunned, and then suddenly got up and walked out of the Fanjiang Residence, and brought the wooden wood on the Lingfang.After a moment, Mu Xi's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression suddenly became a little lazy.Lin Shuhe yawned, raised his eyebrows and said: Crazy?
How can you go crazy for no reason?
The pastor said with an ugly face: He is not crazy, but his memory is a little confused.Lin Shuhe laughed, but he didn't care.No matter how confused it is, where can it go?
It's just that when he saw Shen Gurong playing with a puppet, Lin Shuhe's smile froze on his face.It's really, really deranged!
Lin Shuhe walked over cautiously, raised his wooden hand to hold Shen Gurong, and said in a low voice: Eleven?
Shen Gurong raised his head blankly, his gaze still not yet grounded, as if he couldn't see anyone in front of him at all.Lin Shuhe raised his hand and beckoned in front of him, but Shen Gurong's pupils didn't move, as if he was blind.No, he himself is blind.Lin Shuhe's expression was a little solemn, and he said to the pastor: How long has he been like this?