When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The rain outside has not stopped, and the sound of crackling rain fell into my ears, and I gradually got used to it after a long time.

There was silence in the tree hole, Yun Qingyue was holding the little milk cat in his arms, listening to the sound of the rain and unconsciously lost his mind. Tan Xin on the opposite side didn't move at all, he had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, if it wasn't for the hand that kept moving the rosary, one would almost think he was asleep.

And in this silence, the fire in the middle of the tree hole finally burned out the last bit of firewood because no one took care of it. The orange-red flame shrank smaller and smaller, and finally trembled in a cold wind engulfed in moisture, and extinguished unwillingly... The light in the tree hole suddenly dimmed, and the heavy moisture filled the tree hole again. The two people in the cave are not ordinary people, so it doesn't matter much.

Only the little white cat who was sleeping soundly in the arms of the senior sister seemed to feel it, but in the end she just turned over and squeezed her small body into the arms of the senior sister again, and there was no movement.

Yun Qingyue came back to his senses, stroked the cat repeatedly, and waited patiently for the rain to stop.

Suddenly, the ears of the little white cat in her arms moved, and after a while it moved again. Before Yun Qingyue noticed the reaction, the little white cat, who was obediently nestling in her arms and pretending to be obedient, sat up straight, and looked in a certain direction with a pair of cat eyes.

There is nothing in the tree hole, Yun Qingyue knows that the problem is not in the tree hole without looking. She subconsciously grasped the Snow-covered Sword across her lap, and with a serious expression on her face, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Tan Xin on the opposite side heard the movement and opened his eyes to look over.

Under the gaze of the two pairs of eyes, the little white cat only hesitated for a moment, and said directly: "Someone is coming."

Yun Qingyue raised his eyebrows, knowing that if only one or two people passed by, the little white cat would not be so vigilant, so he asked again: "There are many people?"

The little white cat nodded solemnly, causing Tan Xin to subconsciously look at her twice more. But she didn't care about this at the moment, she was much better than human beings simply by hearing, and at this moment she heard an abnormal sound approaching and surrounding her quickly - not the sound of footsteps, it was easy for a monk to walk silently, What's more, no one likes to step on the muddy ground in rainy days. It was a sound of rain falling, but it was different from the sound of rain hitting fallen leaves around, and it was moving, which aroused her vigilance.

After the previous events, Yun Qingyue didn't doubt the little white cat's judgment. She stood up with the cat in her arms, and was about to tell Tan Xin to be careful, but she was thrown down by the little white cat as soon as she got up.

The next moment, the sound of "bang" exploded in the ears, and the giant tree that the two of them had sheltered from the rain fell to the ground.

Someone broke the giant tree, and without the protection of the giant tree, the weird rain outside immediately hit the two of them and the cat.

At this time, there is no need to spare spiritual power, Yun Qingyue squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and was about to set up another barrier to protect the two and one tiger, when suddenly he saw a golden light flashing in front of him, and another barrier had already formed first They protect.

Yun Qingyue subconsciously looked at Tan Xin, only to find that the spell in Tan Xin's hand was only half squeezed. Then I looked at the golden light carefully, but it was not the warm and inclusive Buddha light, but a sharp aura... She reacted immediately, and Tan Xin seemed to have guessed something, and the eyes of the two fell on the spot again. On the little white cat.

The little white cat didn't look at the two of them, but instead looked at the surrounding people.

In the continuous rain, more than a dozen people surrounded them with umbrellas. These people wore inconsistent costumes, and held a variety of instruments in their hands, but they had a similar aura that Tiger hated.

Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin's reactions were not slow. Since the rain was blocked, the two quickly set their sights on these uninvited guests. With just one glance, both of them frowned, Yun Qingyue was still a little uncertain, but Tan Xin called out the identities of these people with one mouthful: "Maxiu!"

The demon cultivator on the opposite side laughed loudly when he heard the words, turned his eyes on the two of them maliciously, and said rudely: "The bald donkey has a lot of blessings, and there is a beauty with him before he dies. It's a pity that this beauty... "In the middle of speaking, the man's face suddenly darkened, and then stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand fiercely, and a dozen demon cultivators attacked all at once.

Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin didn't take Moxiu's foul language to heart, nor were they surprised by the other party's quick turnaround. The two had already prepared for the battle, and quickly summoned the magic weapon to deal with the attack.

The snow-covering sword was shining brightly with white light, and the white jade rosary beads had a faint Buddha light, entangled with the magic weapons of the demon cultivators wrapped in black devil energy.

At first glance, I feel dazzled and demonic. Bai Guang and Jin Guang were besieged by many demon soldiers, but they were only faintly visible in the roaring demon energy, as if they were at a disadvantage.

These demon cultivators obviously came prepared. Not to mention that they found this tree hole with a clear goal, and the umbrellas in their hands were just ordinary umbrellas—the rain here is really strange, and it can absorb spiritual energy. Sprinkling it on a person will absorb the spiritual energy in the person's meridians, and pouring it on the barrier will also absorb the spiritual energy of the barrier, and then consume the barrier. The same must be true for other magic weapons, perhaps only things that do not contain aura will not be affected by it.

It's a pity that there may be countless treasures in the monk's storage space, but no one would think of bringing the most common umbrella. After encountering the enemy, it was even too late to do it now, but fortunately there was a little white tiger to help support the enchantment.

Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin had no other intentions when facing the enemy, and gradually, the howling devil energy could no longer block the aura...

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This chaotic fight lasted for a long time, maybe it missed the little white tiger's help, or maybe it underestimated the disciples of Xuanqingzong and Fozong, in the end, all the dozen or so demon cultivators were defeated here.

Of course, the victorious Yun Qingyue and Tan Xin couldn't be happy either, because the spiritual power in their bodies was also exhausted.

Seeing that the battle was over, the little white cat walked over with catwalks, stepping on the face of the moxiu who was talking nonsense before. She leaned over to Yun Qingyue, and saw that her spiritual power was exhausted, so she secretly poked a top-quality spirit stone in the past—they had been away from the desert for a while, and took out the used top-quality spirit stone from the talent space. Put it in the storage bag and wait for a few days, and it will be filled with spiritual energy again.

Yun Qingyue looked down at the top-quality spirit stone in his hand, said nothing, and began to try to absorb the spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone. It doesn't matter if you can't even absorb the aura in the spirit stone in this place, at worst, you can enter the little white tiger's talent space to practice.

Fortunately, this kind of thing did not happen, and the ice aura contained in the top-grade spirit stone was easily absorbed by Yun Qingyue.

The little white cat heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and turned his head to meet Shang Tanxin's eyes.

The little monk was born with red lips and white teeth, and a good-looking pair of eyes, black and white, as clear as water... Seeing such a pair of clear eyes, Jiang Mo felt a little guilty for no reason, as if he had been caught eating alone. Although the spirit stone belonged to them in the first place, and even though the ice attribute spirit stone was not suitable for young monks, she just felt awkward.

The little white cat fumbled for a long time, and finally took out a piece of metallic top-quality spirit stone from the space and handed it forward: "Do you want to try it?"

The little monk glanced at the Lingshi, and suddenly he rolled his eyes and laughed: "Supervisor?"

The well-covered vest fell off as soon as it was said, and the little white cat was about to explode: "What are you talking about? I don't know what kind of supervisor pancakes. I'm just an ordinary kitten!"

The little monk still laughed, neither saying he believed it nor saying he didn't believe it, but he clearly didn't believe it.

Just when the little white cat was about to explode, the little monk said again: "It's okay, I won't say it."

The monk's words are still reputable. After all, even if the little white cat doesn't know anything about Buddhism, he still knows that there is a saying that monks don't tell lies. She was appeased a little, then looked back at her senior sister who was practicing, and raised her paw to signal the young monk to give her a high-five: "It's done, you are not allowed to say it, otherwise the Buddha will blame you if you lie."

The young monk was originally the youngest among his peers, and he was also very young, and his serious and serious appearance was a bit bluffing. But when he laughed, he immediately showed two dimples, showing a bit of childishness.

Seeing the little white cat holding its paw high, he also raised his hand, and patted the little white cat lightly in cooperation: "Okay."

Only then did the little white cat relax completely. She didn't quite understand how she was pretending to be a cat so well that even Peak Master Qingyu couldn't see it. How could the little monk see through it so quickly?

Tan Xin didn't hide from her, she held the broken umbrella left by Moxiu and said to her, "I have wisdom eyes, and I can see through illusions. As soon as you and Senior Sister Yun appeared, I saw a little white tiger, and you still have a metallic nature The best spirit stone."

Oh, yes, this little monk is still a legendary Buddha's son, so it's not surprising that he has some strange abilities.

The little white tiger was much calmer after being stripped of his vest. He looked at the senior sister who was still practicing, and then at the corpse of the demon cultivator lying on the ground: "Senior sister and I have never encountered a demon cultivator before, these people must be after you Yes, do you still want to go up the mountain?"

At this time, the rain still did not stop, and the corner of the cornice on the mountainside in the distance was faintly visible.

The little monk nodded, and turned his eyes to the mountainside in the distance: "I intuit that there is nothing waiting for me." After speaking, he turned to his eyes and said, "But that's my business, you and Senior Sister Yun should hurry up Get out of here."

Just at this moment, after Yun Qingyue had absorbed the aura in that top-grade spirit stone, he opened his eyes and heard Tan Xin's words.

She originally didn't intend to get involved with Tan Xin's chance, but now that she met Moxiu here, things are different. At that moment, she shook her head and said: "I'm afraid I can't leave. Moxiu has never left any troubles in his work. Now that I have been involved, it must not be so easy to get out. What's more, Xuanqingzong and Fozong have always been on good terms. Now Junior brother Tan Xin is being targeted by the demon cultivator and is in danger, how can I leave?"

Tan Xin raised her eyes to look at her, those black and white eyes met the clear glass pupils for a moment. Maybe it's because he saw Yun Qingyue's sincerity in what he said, or maybe it's because he has a clear temper and doesn't think things too complicated.

The little monk lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded in response, and bowed again: "If so, I would like to thank Senior Sister Yun."