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Chapter 145 Xiao Di Ensemble

"It turned out to be him. According to the information, this person is at the tenth level. Even if the Taoist Technique is better than martial arts, it is indeed available. But he is a member of Songyun Sect. Will he take a backlash and not only do he plan to waste it, but he may even take away the heads of Xiang." Qin Gao pondered for a while, a little worried.

"Don't worry, the talisman I gave me is only three in my hand. Before leaving, my master knew that there was a disaster, so he gave me one!" Shi Muzhong listened to Qin Gao's suspicion and said: "This kind of erosion is a curse, and gradually arises along this person's hatred. The deeper this person's resentment is, the more corroded he can. Now that he is eroding, he must have hated Pei Ziyun, no less than us."

Shi Mu waved his hand and said, "Besides, we will make him act against the enemy and make a letter of surrender. Even if we wake up, we will not be able to withdraw."

"Mr. Shi is better planning. For Pei Ziyun, he will use this treasure in it. For the sake of the young master, he will." Qin Gao looked at Shi Muzhong and said.

"When the time comes, Pei Ziyun will see his senior brother wanting to kill him, I don't know what his expression is." Shi Muzhong thought, and then laughed.

"At that time, I guess my expression before death will be very exciting." Qin Gao also laughed.

The two of them have lost many times in the past few days and are deeply unwilling to Pei Ziyun. However, after finishing laughing, Shi Muzhong waved his hand and said, "But even so, we can only get along with each other, and we may not be able to kill him. We must design to force him into our ambush circle, force him into our situation, and turn passive into initiative to kill him."

"We must not let Pei Ziyun sneak attack us secretly and make us tired of running."

"Oh, what is Mr. Shi's plan? Please tell me." Qin Gao's eyes shone brightly when he heard this. In fact, he also knew that it was not a crime of failure many times.

"We are like this..." Shi Muzhong approached Qin Gao's ears and began to talk about the plan.

Qin Gao listened to Shi Muzhong's plan and was convinced: "Mr. Shi can even come up with this plan. I really admire him. I will not have to worry about not being able to kill Pei Ziyun at that time."

Mountain Gate

On the third day of the October 10th, it is the Master Shan Qing Zhenren. Oh, now it is the Zhen Palace of the Lord Shan Qing Zhenren. At this time, not only are there people from hundreds of miles away burning incense, but also merchants come early and set up sheds along the foot of the mountain to set up a continuous market. The several miles are full of incense, playing, placing words, gongs and drums, and the noise is everywhere!

Not only ordinary believers, this year, he was named the True Lord, and the county magistrate led officials and gentry to celebrate. In this case, Pei Ziyun could not leave and became a member of the receptionist, even the main force.

Pei Ziyun was Jie Yuan, and his literary reputation was well-known all over the world. He was received by the emperor. For officials and gentry, even the head was just an insignificant Taoist priest, but he bowed to Pei Ziyun and regarded him as his own.

The prefect came and celebrated and left. The county magistrate, county magistrate, and gentry also set up ten tables. Although the county magistrate was a seventh-rank official, he was only a juren and had a relationship with Pei Ziyun. There was no need to say other officials. Pei Ziyun turned out that the world was actually a vegetarian banquet, and there were no Buddhist and Taoist families. Emperor Wu of Liang worshipped Buddhism, established Buddhism as the national religion, and built temples. As a result, hundreds of thousands of monks did not work for production, enjoyed the people's wealth and ointment, and then could not keep it. He proposed vegetarian food, and later even formed a trend, which was a merit of eating vegetarian food.

There is no Emperor Wu of Liang in this world now. He does not hold vegetarian banquets in the Taoist temple. Although it is a little light, there are all kinds of meat and fish. He did not disperse until the afternoon when he was drunk.

After accompanying these people, Pei Ziyun finally had free time. Seeing that there were still people coming and going in the front hall, the incense burned the copper cauldron and it was so hot that it was so hot that it was so hot that it hurried out and arrived at a high stone. Looking back, he saw that the front main hall was tall and majestic in the Taoist temple, and the remaining pavilions and pavilions were hidden among the cypress pine and cypress, and there were even more steles. Pei Ziyun couldn't help but sigh: "I have conferred the True Lord, this time the gentry donated 3,000 taels of this palace meeting. If ordinary believers were added, I was afraid that there would be 5,000 points together."

"Although it only costs once a year, the incense money alone is 10,000 yuan throughout the year."

"This money is more than enough to support a hundred people in the Taoist temple, and it can be repaired every year. No wonder it has a faint appearance."

After walking a few hundred miles, a mountain wind blew. I saw the thin clouds lightly blocking me. I felt refreshed for a moment. At this time, Yu Yunjun came again. When he saw it from afar, he called his name and called him in front of him, saying, "Today, good news comes, and your childhood sweetheart has news."

"Master, is Ye Suer coming to Songyun Sect?" Pei Ziyun asked hurriedly.

"I don't see you respect your master much, but I know that when I think of your childhood sweetheart, she didn't come to Songyun Sect, but..." Yu Yunjun stopped at the critical moment. Pei Ziyun listened to Yu Yunjun's words and aroused his thoughts. At this time, he didn't finish his words. Seeing his master's expression, he hurried forward and hammered Yu Yunjun's shoulders: "Master, tell me quickly!"

"You, you." Yu Yunjun seemed satisfied and wanted to say it. He heard the voice sound: "Auntie, don't tell him that he has been here in the mountain gate for so long, and he doesn't know how to respect his senior sister."

Chuxia stood up, and she was very dissatisfied with her eyebrows.

"Senior sister, I saw a toy last time, but it was too big. I bought it for you next time." Pei Ziyun said hurriedly.

"Hmph!" Chu Xia was still dissatisfied: "I don't want toys."

"Okay, early summer, don't make trouble. Ziyun and Ye Su'er have actually arrived at the Peach Blossom Landscape." Yu Yunjun said: "This temple name is still what you started back then... The Peach Blossom Landscape!"

"Thank you, Master." Pei Ziyun listened to the words and looked happy.

"You, don't be too anxious. Ye Suer's master Taoist Su Qing led him down the mountain and temporarily stayed in the Peach Blossom Land Temple. Taoist Su Qing is as famous as his name, and you may not be able to see him when you go." Yu Yunjun said.

"I can always see you, ask me for a leave. Anyway, the reception of the gentry has been completed." Pei Ziyun accused him of guilt and turned around and left, feeling that he was just right to go to find the pill.

Seeing his back disappearing on the mountain road, Yu Yunjun looked a little melancholy, and suddenly heard a choking sound. Looking back, Chuxia started crying not far away.

"Xiaoxia, come to my aunt's arms." Yu Yunjun looked and hugged Chuxia in his arms.

"Auntie, I'm fourteen years old, why do my junior brother still treat me as a child?" Chu Xia rushed in as he heard his aunt's words and started crying in Yu Yunjun's arms.

"Go!" Pei Ziyun walked forward with his horse, and the surrounding trees were moving back quickly. He had been galloping for the past two days, heading towards the Peach Blossom Land.

"Wow!" Pei Ziyun turned around and walked forward. There was the Peach Blossom Forest. As he approached the Peach Forest, Pei Ziyun suddenly pulled the reins of the horse and stopped steadily.

"The Peach Blossom Land Temple is ahead." Pei Ziyun murmured in a low voice, running all the way here. At this time, he was in front of him. As long as he went hundreds of meters, he could see Ye Suer. He suddenly hesitated.

Not far from my eyes is a stream, with a bluestone standing there. The stream water rushes by. Pei Ziyun stood there as if he was thinking. I am even more timid in my hometown. Are I afraid of goodbye, or are I afraid that after two years, we will become strangers and never find the feeling we used to be?

Just as Pei Ziyun was wandering, a flute sound suddenly sounded in the quiet peach blossom forest. It sounded like a beginner, and the flute sound was childish, but Pei Ziyun relaxed suddenly.

"It's still a familiar feeling. I didn't know how to be silence back then, but she knew how to flute. Sometimes at night, she would play the flute, and I listened quietly. In the past two years, her flute sound has not improved much!"

"It's just that no progress may be closer to me."

"That faint familiarity, a trace of memory, can tell the longing and hope."

Pei Ziyun smiled and murmured to himself: "Your heart is in chaos."

After saying that, he took Xiao and started blowing.

In the Taoist temple, the autumn atmosphere became stronger and the lunch was quiet for a moment, and the girl was talking to the audience.

"Chairman, you also know our business, which is about treating women. I have been here for almost two years. I saw that there are diligent and meticulous people in the disciples, but there is no one who plans, let alone know how to advance and retreat, and understand the overall situation."

"To put it bluntly, if several disciples are either weak-minded or have no idea about the overall situation and let them inherit the head sect, they will probably be gnawed to death in the future."

The girl couldn't help but sigh: "There are many smart people in details, and they can usually be called powerful, but if these powerful things are blurred, they will become worse and worse without realizing them."

"I have been a part of it for five years before I understand it, and I have to admit it."

"Where is Ye'er?" The audience was a little surprised.

The girl patted her hand, leaned closer and whispered: "I was surprised by this child's talent in cultivation. It's hard to say whether she can lead the family. Moreover, she values ​​feelings too much, especially Pei Ziyun."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of the flute and said, "Look, I miss you again. This woman is hard to pull out emotionally..."

"After experience, you will understand, she is still young." The host said comfortingly, and wanted to say something. Suddenly a sound of Xiao sounded, and couldn't help but smile: "When he talks about him, he's here."

The two of them fell silent, just listening.

The sound of the flute is tender and nostalgic. When the sound of the flute is together, it is obviously far above her, but it is as lingering as silk, not suppressing the sound of the flute, but is around the tender sound of the flute, and in a trance, it is as gentle as jade.

When the flute heard Xiao Sheng's response, he immediately responded, as if he was asking, as if he was happy. In an instant, the two voices seemed to be connected together, and the zither and the sounds stuck together.

Listening to the audience leader, he smiled at the door leader, "Senior sister, listen, the Xiao Di of Ye Suer and Pei Ziyun really have the taste of being in harmony with each other, and the zither and zither are harmonious."

"Xiao Di is Xiao Di, Qin Se is Qin Se. How can we confuse it? We don't specialize in Taoism and always think about going down the mountain to meet lovers, and we still have a diligent mind when we learn to do it." The girl said with a little cold expression on her face, as if she was very dissatisfied with this matter.
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