Chapter 334 I still hope that the bright moon will hang high to illuminate the world
"Student Ning Que, meet Master."
Knowing the identity of the master, Ning Que hastily adjusted his clothes, knelt down on one knee and extended his hand to the master.
The master glanced over Zhou Ji, then looked down at Ning Que, who smelled of alcohol all over his body, his eyes were fixed, as if he could see through the gluttonous power entrenched in his body.
Ning Que secretly thought it was not good, and thought that the master would mind his being enchanted. Just when Ning Que was feeling uneasy, the master patted his palm casually and said, "You are a student I have never met before, but that day Since you can pass the many tests I set in the back mountain and climb to the top, then I will recognize your identity. Get up~"
Ning Que finally let go of what he had mentioned, and stood up respectfully and took a few steps back. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhou Ji who was sitting next to him laughing, and couldn't help curling his lips.
Master saw the interaction between the two, and asked curiously, "Have Zhou Daoyou and Shisan known each other for a long time?"
Zhou Ji rolled down his sleeves, stretched out his hand to signal his master to sit down, and said meaningfully, "He and I are fellow villagers, right?"
The "old town" master nodded slightly, understanding Zhou Ji's meaning, but the butcher and alcoholic behind him were restless and wanted to escape several times.
Zhou Ji looked at the two of them, and said with a smile, "When I came back from the wasteland, Mister Da said that my master went to find someone elsewhere, and the people who must be looking for should be the two behind me, right?"
It was discovered that this young junior was actually able to make friends with the master in the same generation, and called him "Daoyou".
The butcher and the alcoholic looked at each other with weird looks. As beings who survived from the last era, they had common fears and their own pride.
They are afraid of Master because Master can really kill them, and they are not afraid of Zhou Ji because they can see that Zhou Ji's realm is not enough to achieve no distance. What's so great about a deep cultivation base? If there is no distance, they are all ants.
The alcoholic turned his head arrogantly, bypassed his master and walked up to Zhou Ji, picked up the jug in Zhou Ji's hand, took a big gulp, and then vomited out from the side of his head, "Puff~~Bah~Bah~! What is this? It's as light as a bird, and horse urine tastes better than this."
"Oh? Have you ever drank horse urine?" Zhou Ji leaned back with some disgust, and curled his lips.
"You boy! Want to die, don't you?" The drunkard raised his hand and smashed the flagon at Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji felt instantly locked in by a powerful force of thought, and the flagon was like light and electricity. in front of him.
Although butchers and drunkards are strong, they are only strong in stealing the rules of heaven and controlling the convenience of infinity. When it comes to cultivation and strength, they have been hiding in XZ for more than a thousand years, and they have not made any progress in more than a thousand years.
Stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the hip flask three inches in front of him. Zhou Ji's movements were understated, and the hip flask disappeared without a trace.
At this time, both the drunkard and the butcher had already firmly locked the power of thought on the jug, but they couldn't help being horrified when they saw it disappear without warning before their eyes.
Master has seen Zhou Ji's ability to extract objects from space, and knows that although this method can be fooled for a while, if they really fight, they may be forced by the two people to use the sword of killing immortals.
With a thought in mind, the master turned his eyes and glared at the drunkard, and with a casual move, a horizontal wooden ruler appeared at his hand, and it hit him on the head with a bang.
It was obviously just an ordinary ruler, but the alcoholic seemed to have been severely injured, and stepped back three steps in a row under the blow of the master. Even though he was supported by the butcher, his face was ashen and dazed.
Throwing the ruler casually, it turned into a stream of light and went south. The master looked at Ning Que who was silent beside him, turned back and smiled and said, "Thirteen, go to the back kitchen and tell me, and bring over some wine and vegetables."
Ning Que knew that his master had something to do to distract him, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He answered 'yes' and hurriedly withdrew.
Zhou Ji sensed that Ning Que was going far away, so he smiled, "Master, you brought this pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks here, is it because you want to unite them to deal with that person?"
The master frowned slightly, and asked in doubt, "Why not?"
For nearly a thousand years, the master has been exploring the secrets of the eternal night. In his opinion, since the butcher and the alcoholic are survivors who lived in the last era, they are hiding everywhere. XZ is naturally afraid of something. Although he is also afraid, but What he wants to do more is to combine his vital forces to deal with that terrifying existence in the dark.
Hearing Master's analysis and narration, Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at the alcoholic who regained consciousness, and the butcher with a fierce face and fierce eyes, and sighed, "Master, you only know that they are the last time Yong Ye Survivors, have you ever wondered why they were able to escape the catastrophe ten thousand years ago?"
As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the butcher and the alcoholic changed one after another. Although the master was sitting with his back to the two of them, he could sense the changes in their expressions and breaths, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a faint feeling of something bad.
"The two of them kept secret about Yongye, no matter how intimidated by the old man, they dared not reveal anything." The master said and turned to look at the two of them.
When he turned around, the butcher and the drunkard disappeared in an instant, and they didn't dare to linger for even a moment.
"The little doll doesn't look like she's only in her twenties, how can she know so much?"
"Maybe he is deliberately defrauding us?"
"Then why are you running?"
"I ran because I saw you running?"
"Bullshit, obviously you ran away!"
In a certain street in Chang'an City, two slovenly old men appeared by the small lake in the city without warning.
"What do we do now? Go back?"
"I want to go back to you." The butcher turned his head to look at the candle-lit shop next to him, and his eyes happened to meet the little black girl who came out of the door when he heard the noise.
"I'm just talking about it. I finally escaped from that desperate lunatic. He has lived enough by himself, so I don't want to die." Halfway through the alcoholic's speech, seeing that the alcoholic didn't respond, he followed his line of sight. Go, was so frightened that he was paralyzed, his feet softened and he sat directly in the snow.
"Mister, be careful~"
Seeing an old man fall in front of her house, Sangsang subconsciously wanted to step forward to help her, but she didn't want to just run down the steps. Before she even saw the two people clearly, they had disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. generally.
Standing where the two were just now, there seemed to be a strong smell of alcohol and fresh blood on the tip of her nose. Sangsang glanced at both ends of Lin 47th Lane. Flickering.
Sniffing her nose lightly, Sangsang showed doubts. At this moment, Ning Que's shout suddenly came from behind, and the faint golden light in her eyes shattered. Sangsang turned around and saw a familiar figure approaching. Come from the alley.
"Why did you come outside at night?" Ning Que trotted, looked at the silly and smiling little girl in front of him, and said helplessly, "Don't you know it's cold? What if the cold happens again?"
"Old man? What old man?" Ning Que remembered Wei Guangming, the former Guangming priest of Xiling who was taken in by Sangsang, and looked around, but found no new footprints on the snow.
Sangsang put her finger on her lips, subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and said hesitantly, "It smells stinky, but it looks delicious."
"It's delicious again. How do you think everyone is delicious?" Ning Que flicked Sangsang's forehead helplessly, looked at her with her head covered and aggrieved and smiled, "Speaking of delicious, it makes me a little hungry Sangsang, go make me a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup?"
"Hmm~" Sangsang nodded her head so much that she could peck rice with the chicken, and ran towards the kitchen bouncing around.
The hot and sour noodle soup came out of the pot in an instant, and the two of them ate a bowl of Hula. Seeing Sangsang's appearance, Ning Que asked curiously, "Didn't you eat tonight?"
"Eat it~" Sangsang swallowed the dough in her mouth, tilted her head and said, "I don't know why, just seeing those two old men, I suddenly became hungry again."
"By the way, young master, didn't you go to drink with Mr. Zhou? Why did you come back so early?" Sangsang saw Zhou Ji's figure in his mind, and took a few more bites from the side of the bowl.
Ning Que shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Don't mention it, I was going to have a drink with him, but before I had a few sips, the master suddenly appeared, and brought two eccentric old men, maybe they have something to talk about , so let me go first."
Another two old men
Zhou Ji, Master, two old men.
A grunt came from Sangsang's stomach, Ning Que reluctantly picked up his bowl, and gave most of the remaining noodles to Sangsang, "You silly girl, you won't wait for me until now, without eating anything Bar?"
I ate it!
Sangsang really wanted to argue, but seeing the extra noodles in the bowl, she couldn't help swallowing, giggled, and buried her head to continue cooking.
"You mean that the two of them escaped the catastrophe last time because they took refuge in Pluto and became Pluto's two watchdogs?" After listening to Zhou Ji's narration, Master could no longer maintain his original calmness and calmness.
He has searched for the two for thousands of years, and investigating the truth of Yong Ye is one of them. Combining the strength of the two to fight against Pluto is the ultimate goal.
However, what he never expected was that the two people he wanted to win over for cooperation were actually Pluto's people.
While shocked, the Master felt a little fortunate in his heart.
Fortunately, when he used force to "persuade" the two of them, he did not disclose the matter of borrowing the sword. Zhou Ji's Zhu Xian is his most important hole card, except for Li Slowly and Chen Pipi who have seen this sword. , Master himself can forget its existence.
However, from the butcher and the drunkard, the master finally confirmed his guess after investigating for thousands of years.
"Pluto is both Pluto and Haotian."
A lie must be covered up with a lie. The reason why Zhou Ji didn't tell his master these things at the beginning was because he couldn't explain how he had insight into these top secret things.
Zhou Ji is a kind person after all.
Cultivation is also a cultivation of the mind. Some people have practiced for a long time, and gradually become no longer like a 'human'.
Elevated mentality will make people feel alienated and indifferent, and get along with the virtual characters they "know" in a state of superiority.
In the world of Qing Yu Nian, he has already felt the collapse and confusion of the collapse of the world view. As long as Master and Ning Que never questioned the illusion of the world, he would not take the initiative to tell them all this.
If the butcher and the alcoholic were not too dangerous, he would not have reminded the master of their double-decker.
Sighing lightly, the master turned his head to look at the night sky outside. No matter how bright the stars are, they cannot illuminate the darkness of the night.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, have you ever heard of the moon?"
Zhou Ji nodded slightly, and looked at the master in surprise, "The two old men told you?"
"There is a country in the world, which is called the moon wheel; there are twelve months in a year, and people have to pay monthly rent and receive a monthly salary. The sun and the moon are called bright. During the day, there can be the sun to brighten the world, so why is there no moon at night to illuminate the world?" What about it?" Master shook his head and sighed, "I've always had a guess in my heart, and I learned from them that there was actually a moon in Haotian world ten thousand years ago."
Zhou Ji looked at the Master with a complicated expression, and sighed, "Then do you hope it has it?"
The master noticed the complex emotions in Zhou Ji's eyes, caught a trace of pity and admiration in it, and laughed loudly, "From your eyes, I feel that having the moon is not a good thing.
However, I still hope that one day, there will be a bright moon hanging high in the sky, illuminating the world. "
"It is a good thing for all beings in the world to have the moon that can illuminate the night." Zhou Ji thought for a while, "But for you"
"I understand what Zhou Daoyou means." The master sighed softly, looked at the night sky in the distance, and said with a faint expression, "With the strength of the butcher and the drunkard, even if they are combined together, they may not be able to turn into a bright moon. The master of Zhishou Temple, combined with the Haotian Shenhui of the three priests of the Xiling Temple, the Great Priest of Teaching, the Great Priest of Guangming, and the Great Priest of Tianyu, should be about the same."
During the speech, the master's tone was understated, without the slightest killing intent.
"Huh?" Zhou Ji couldn't help being a little dumbfounded after hearing this.
Co-author, what you mean by turning into the moon is not turning into the moon by yourself, but gathering this group of people into a ball and sending it to the sky?
Master saw Zhou Ji's stunned look, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Doesn't it be possible that Zhou Daoyou thinks that my Master's name comes from writing books, biographies and entertaining guests?"
"Don't dare." Zhou Ji looked strange and waved his hands again and again.
The square map had been lit up nine years ago, as long as he wanted, he could leave this world at any time, so he was shocked by Master's "artificial moon creation", but he was not afraid.
Zhou Ji and Master chatted about the moon for a while, extending from the moon to Haotian, until the sky was slightly bright, the Master said goodbye and left.
Seeing off his master, Zhou Ji stretched his waist, got up and walked out of the red sleeves. The cold wind in the morning blew from the alleyway. Zhou Ji was thinking about the conversation with his master last night. Looking at the courtyard walls on both sides of the alleyway, the soft and gentle footsteps are getting closer and closer, the hair is blowing with the wind, and the pure white velvet cloak floats out from the alleyway. Zhou Ji turned around and wanted to turn back, but heard a slight A voice of surprise and doubt came from behind.
"Master Zhou Zhou?"
(end of this chapter)