This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    Feng Ci naturally noticed the trembling of the little hairball, and glanced back at Pei Qianyue, who happened to see Pei Qianyue pursing his lips and looking cold.

    Feng Ci hurriedly hugged the little fox: "I asked you to try his hand, not the taste, you don't want to eat it!"

    Pei Qianyue's face suddenly became more ugly.

    The little fox seemed to know that Feng Ci would protect him, and hummed into Feng Ci's arms, his dark eyes filled with mist.

    "..." Pei Qianyue finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled Feng Ci up with one hand and the back of the little fox's neck with the other.

    "Hanshan Temple is a holy place of Buddhism, how could there be a fox demon?" Pei Qianyue said coldly, "Where did you come from and why did you come with us?"

    The little fox kicked his legs in a panic, as if he was about to faint from fright.

    Feng Ci burst out laughing and couldn't stand it any longer: "Okay, I won't tease you, don't scare it."

    He knew that this little black snake in his family was very jealous, but he didn't expect that such a big man would even eat the vinegar of a fox.

      "

    The little fox shook his head and said nothing.

    Wind Ci is unbelievable: "You have at least a few hundred years of cultivation, and you still can't speak?"

    He was about to use his spirit to probe, but was pulled by Pei Qianyue: "I'm coming."

    Words: "…"

    I really mind, little black.

    Wind Ci did not stop her, she stepped aside and let Pei Qianyue hold her hand. The deterrence from the big demon made the little fox not dare to give it a try, so obediently let Pei Qianyue's hand fall on it.

    After a while, Pei Qianyue said: "It is exhausted."

    "Exhausted?" Feng Ci frowned.

    Under what circumstances would a demon deplete his spirit?

    What really happened to this Hanshan Temple?

    Pei Qianyue's palm glowed a little, and the dark blue light slowly enveloped the little fox's body.

    A boy of seven or eight years old appeared on the ground.

    The boy was covered in a halo, lying on the ground, a pair of dark and translucent eyes blinked blankly. He was forcibly transformed by the spirit injected by Pei Qianyue, but the transformation was not complete, with a long fox tail hanging behind him, and a pair of pointed ears trembled uncomfortably on his head.

    Pei Qianyue said coldly: "What happened, how is your spirit exhausted, say."

    "I...I don't know..." The boy finally spoke, his voice young and trembling.

    Pei Qianyue: "I don't know, or don't want to say it?"

    "I, I don't know..." The little fox demon trembled violently, her bright eyes misted, "I really don't know... I don't remember..."

    Feng Ci narrowed her eyes.

    Pei Qianyue wanted to do it again, Feng Ci pulled him.

    "I'll do it." Feng Ci said, "You are fierce, who dares to tell you the truth."

    Pei Qianyue: "…"

    Pei Qianyue seemed a little unhappy, but he took a step back and let the wind pass.

     Fengci squatted down in front of the little fox demon, touched the other's head, and said lowly: "You came to me, what do you want to say to me?"

    The little fox demon's body finally stopped shaking.

    He raised his head, his eyes full of water mist looked at Fengci, and uttered a word very lightly: "."

    Wind: "Huh?"

    "Fast." The little fox demon jumped up and grabbed Feng Ci's wrist, "Leave here, never come back, hurry up!"

    Feng Ci looked at him calmly: "Why?"

    The little fox was stunned.

    The little fox looked at him blankly, and murmured, "Don't you want to?"

    Feng Ci still wanted to test a few words, but a voice suddenly came from the side: "Little fox, why are you doing this?"

    It is the monk named Jingchen.

      The yard slammed again, and the boy turned back into a little fox.

    The little fox fell to the ground, shook his head, and the dust has come over.

    He bent over and hugged the little fox into his arms, and said to the wind with a Buddhist ceremony: "I'm sorry, this is the little fox in my master's monastery. The fox was left unattended, running around. But it disturbed the two of you?"

    The little fox lay between Jingchen's arms and drooped his ears.

    Feng Ci's eyes lightened slightly.

    But he didn't say anything, just smiled: "No, the little fox is very cute, we are playing."

    "That's good." Jingchen said, "This little fox is wild and hard to tame, and the little monk will take him back to Haosheng for discipline, so let's say goodbye first."

    After he finished speaking, he hugged the little fox and turned away without waiting for a reply.

    The smile on Feng Ci's face disappeared: "This Hanshan Temple... It doesn't seem to be that simple."

    Pei Qianyue: "Master wants me to follow?"

    "No." Feng Ci said, "It's boring to expose all the cards as soon as they come up. I'd like to see what flowers they can play."

    After finishing speaking, he turned to his room and stretched his waist: "I have to sleep for a while, otherwise I will not sleep at night."

    ***

    After so many years of experience, the biggest gain for Feng Ci may be that he has developed the ability to sleep no matter where and under any circumstances.

    Fengci went back to his room and lay down for a while, then he really fell asleep.

    He slept so deeply that he didn't even notice that the door was punched.

    A black snake slowly crawled in.

    The black snake crawls very slowly, making almost no sound when it touches the ground. The guest house of the temple is narrow, and the entrance is at the foot of the bed. The black snake raised its head slowly and climbed up the foot of the bed little by little.

    Feng Ci suddenly turned over.

    The black snake stopped suddenly.

    The room was filled with dead silence, only the moonlight streamed quietly through the window.

    Feng Ci didn't sleep well, so when he turned over just now, the thin blanket on his body was lifted. A leg stretched out from the dark bedding, and he took off his shoes and socks, revealing an ankle that glowed in the moonlight.

    I was quickly entangled by the black snake.

     Being directly touched by the cold snake body, Feng Ci only shrank slightly, as if she still hadn't woken up.

    The black snake raised its head and looked at Fengci with light-colored pupils, as if paying attention to his reaction. After a while, it tilted its head and lowered its head again.

    The ankle that directly followed the wind got into the quilt.

    The snake body slid silently into the quilt, leaving only the slender snake tail hanging down from the bed, which was placed from time to time to reveal the owner's excitement and tension.

    After a long time, the snake head finally drilled out from Feng Ci's neck.

    The next second, she was tightly pinched by a pair of hands.

    Feng Ci turned over, pinched the snake's body seven inches accurately, and pressed the black snake into the soft bed.

    The black snake trembled and turned back into human form.

    Feng Ci's hand was pinching his fragile neck.

    Feng Ci didn't have the slightest sleepiness on his face, he supported Pei Qianyue with one hand, and instead of letting go of the other hand, he even said a little more. He tilted his head, and a slightly vile smile appeared: "Where is the little snake demon who dares to climb on the bed of this seat?"

     Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, but the corners of his lips curved up.

    Feng Ci also had a quilt on her body, and slipped to her shoulders, trying to hide the ambiguous posture of the two.

    "Speak, little snake demon." Feng Ci looked down at him and said with a smile, "In the middle of the night, did you like the spirit of this seat and want to secretly absorb it and increase your cultivation?"

    "I want..." Feng Ci tilted her head and thought for a while, "I'll beat you back to your original shape, so that you can only be a snake in the future, are you afraid?"

    "Afraid." Pei Qianyueyin didn't mean to be afraid at all, but rather happy, "Then what if I'm not looking at your spirit, but you?"

    The smile on Feng Ci's face condensed.

    "It's not fun anymore, it's not fun." He suddenly let go of his hand, turned over and was about to sit up, but the snake tail rubbing his feet suddenly made trouble.

    Feng Ci fell back into Pei Qianyue's arms.

    "Let go." Feng Ci said.

    "Don't fool around." Feng Ci said goodbye and didn't look at him, "I know you're mad at me for touching that fox today, and I'll only touch you in the future, okay?"

    Pei Qianyue did not answer.

    The snake tail entangled in Feng Ci's waist aggravated little by little, making Feng Ci even a little painful.

    Suddenly, a long bell rang in the house.

    The wind word suddenly looked up.

    "It's the clock." Feng Ci tilted his head to look at the window, "How come this time?"

    It was already night when they came to Hanshan Temple, and after so long delay, Fengci even slept, and the hour had already passed.

    How come the bell rings at this time.

    The first bell slowly dissipated, and the second rang immediately.

    Feng Ci got up, but Pei Qianyue still hugged him tightly, no.

     Fengci had no choice but to coax: "Okay, after this matter, let's talk slowly, okay?"

    The expression on Pei Qianyue's face finally eased, and the snake tail wrapped around Fengci's waist relaxed.

    "Okay." Pei Qianyue said lightly.

    ***

    In Hanshan Temple, it is terribly quiet now.

    Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue went all the way from the guest house to the front yard hall, but they didn't see anyone. In front of the main hall of Fengci Station, there is only a bell that echoes in the air, which adds a bit of loneliness to the whole temple.

    Fengci closed her eyes in the middle of the bell and said lowly: "Did you feel it?"

    Pei Qianyue: "What?"

    "No one's breath." Feng Ci opened his eyes and said indifferently, "No more."

    When they just entered the temple, the monks in the temple were clearly still as usual. But now, in the entire Hanshan Temple, the breath of strangers has not been detected at all.

    "And—"

    Before the wind speech was finished, he suddenly stepped forward, pulling the temple gate and stepping out. But the next second, he came in again through the temple gate.

    The old and simple temple gate slowly closed behind him, making a dull sound.

    Fengci stood in front of the door and rushed to Pei Qianyue: "And we can't get out."

    Pei Qianyue has come to Fengci. He raised his hand and pressed on the gate of the temple, and probed for a moment: "It seems that there is some kind of restriction."

    Pei Qianyue: "Can't you even beat the master?"

    "It should be possible." Feng Ci mused, "Just blow it all up."

      The area covered by the ban, and who created the ban.

    If you can't find a way to break it, remove either of the two to make the ban self-defeating.

    Now this Hanshan Temple is banned and blocked, and the person who created the ban is temporarily unknown. If you want to go out, you only need to raze the Hanshan Temple to the ground.

    As long as this temple is gone, there will be no prohibition formation.

    With the power of wind words, it is easy to do this.

    But he obviously can't.

    They didn't come here to take risks, they came to investigate the murderer who slaughtered Xianmen.

    Now everything is really unclear, if this is really ruined, the clues to the murderer will be gone.

    Feng Ci narrowed her eyes: "Did the clock... come from there?"

    ***

    A circle of linden trees were planted around the tower, accompanied by a lingering bell, standing quietly and solemnly at the top of Hanshan Temple. The tower has seven floors, and a bell is hung under the eaves at the corners of each floor.

    The bell that echoes in this temple comes from the top floor of this tower.

    Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue stood under the linden tree, looking up, a layer of translucent barrier that was invisible to the naked eye completely wrapped the tower, which should belong to the same source as the prohibition that blocked the gate of the temple. It is difficult to break through from the Ministry.

    Wind Ci said: "It seems that this is the case, but how do we enter—"

    Just as he finished speaking, the barrier in front of the two suddenly took a small mouth.

    In front, the gate of the tower suddenly opened.

     "Huh." Feng Ci blinked, "This is already prepared."

    The inside of the door was filled with black mist, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

    Fengci wanted to move forward, but was blocked by Pei Qianyue: "Master, why don't you let me go..."

    Feng Ci has lived in this world for 3,000 years. He has passed through not thousands or hundreds of dangers. He has always taken the lead. This is the first time someone has blocked him.

    He frowned slightly, and was a little fresh for a while: "Do you really think of me as your weak apprentice?"

    Pei Qianyue withdrew his hand and bowed his head slightly: "Don't dare."

    Not enough.

      ."

    Pei Qianyue can only nod: "Okay."

    Feng Ci was about to withdraw his hand, but was held by Pei Qianyue again.

    "Wait, master."

    Pei Qianyue grabbed his wrist with one hand, reached into his arms with the other hand, and took out a red thread.

    He wrapped the red thread around his ring finger a few times.

    Pei Qianyue's hands are beautiful, well-proportioned, slender and slender, but not as soft as a woman's. The red thread wrapped around his fingers, making them pale.

    He wrapped one end of the red thread around the root of Fengci's finger, and then wrapped the other end around his finger.

    "I don't know what I will encounter in this tower. With this, I can find the master." Pei Qianyue said.

    Feng Ci raised his hand and looked at his finger by the moonlight. The red rope quickly disappeared when it was tied, Feng Ci gently brushed it with the pulp of his finger, and a pale red trace emerged from the depths of the flesh, like a very light ring.

    Besides, Pei Qianyue's ring finger also showed the same pattern.

    Suddenly there was a breeze blowing in the courtyard, the bells hanging on the tower swayed gently with the breeze, making a crisp sound, and the leaves were flying under the linden tree.

    "Where will I go from now on, don't you know?" Feng Ci chuckled, "You play the abacus very well, Xiao Hei."

    Pei Qianyue is also very calm: "Does the master not want me to know?"

    "Not really, it's just..." Feng Ci paused, "You probably don't know what it means to engrave the spell on this finger, a place I've been to before."

    Pei Qianyue: "What?"

    "It's nothing, it's just a coincidence." Feng Ci didn't explain, he withdrew his hand and turned to the tower, "La."