On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

An hour later, the Eagle Shooting Hero came to Beilinzhou.

Xie Wuwang asked the herders to buy a few rolls of red cloth and a bunch of golden bells, and hand them to the ingenious mushrooms, so that she quickly cut out a lion dance outfit and put it on the board duck cub.

As soon as I walked around, bells all over my body ding-dong ding-dong kept ringing.

"Let's hang around here, that scary thing will definitely not be able to leave the Great Seal." Mushroom sighed like an old mother, "If disobedient monsters attack the herdsmen, you can just drive them back."

"Oh!" The fat cub swayed on all fours, and chased the cattle and sheep on the prairie happily.

Seeing this big red monster startled the cows and sheep everywhere, Ning Qingqing didn't know whether he had done a good thing or a bad thing.

Looking back, I saw Xie Wuwang looking at her with his hands full and negative, with a slight smile in his black eyes.

She leaned forward, gently grabbing his clothes with her little hand.

"It took a lot of time." She was a little dumbfounded.

He smiled and held her, leading her into the clouds.

"nothing."

He has always been like this, no matter how he burns his eyebrows, he always looks unhurried.

She remembered that in the past, sometimes she was particularly reluctant to leave him, so she stuck to him, dragged his clothes like a tail, and followed the Baiyu Mountain Road all the way to Qianyuan Palace.

He didn't come back until he stopped at the door of the apse, stroked her hair, and told her that he had something to do.

Every time it came out of his mouth, it was always the kind of earth-shattering event that shocked her for a moment, stomping anxiously, pushing him, urging him to go quickly.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help dragging her voice and asked him: "Xie Wuwang, why every time I chase you up the mountain, I always encounter something that is rare in a century? Wouldn't you bully me and make up stories deliberately? Lie to me?"

Xie Wuwang glanced at her, his eyes looked like petting, helpless and disgusting.

"I'm that kind of person?"

Ning Mushroom was suspicious: "It's not good to say."

He snorted, raising his hand to protect her face, passing through a thick rain cloud.

He said: "I knew you were reluctant at that time. If there is nothing to do, I will stay for a while until you push me."

Sometimes it's really not his desire.

She likes him, always wants to be by his side, reluctant to leave him. He couldn't see her disappointed look, if it was not necessary to go, he would push her back into the bed, let go of some hands and feet, forcing her to flush with tears, shrinking into the Yunsi quilt while begging for mercy while pushing him. .

In this way, he can return to Qianyuan Palace to handle official duties with peace of mind.

She didn't react for a short while.

After realizing it, she turned her mind around, and after she understood what he meant, her heart seemed to have been hit by a small hammer, "booming" in circles and ripples.

Ripples flooded, reaching the fingertips of ten fingers.

The flower-like throbbing was pulled out from the bottom of her heart and spread all over her body, making her whole mushroom seem to be filled with warm spring water. When it moved, ripples of large circles and small circles swayed everywhere.

She blushed and murmured, "I just want to get some sun with you."

"Yeah." Xie Wuwang's chest was shocked, and he smiled sullenly, "It will be three to five days after the sun is exposed, and the number of documents in the palace can be as high as five you."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

So he used that kind of thing to send her away? It's no wonder that you have acquired such a superb and proficient technique.

Thinking of his various means, in fact, it is to solve her quickly, and then return to the palace to handle official affairs...

Very complicated emotions floated in Ning Mushroom's heart.

Wuliangtian is located in the southeast, and it takes a few hours to travel from the extreme north before dawn can be reached.

Along the way, Xie Wuwang lined up troops and arranged the defense and support of the area where the evil occurred.

Ning Qingqing still understood at first. Gradually, the hyphae in his head turned into a mess of wool, and it felt like a half-baked novice listening to people playing blind chess.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and this kind of thing like the power of the world is really not suitable for mushrooms, and I have to thank Wuwang to do it myself.

The morning bell awakens the morning sun.

One person and one mushroom arrived at the solemn Buddha Temple Wuliangtian.

It was the first time Ning Qingqing saw someone shake Xie Wuwang's face.

The three great monks held their horse faces in front of them, and the corners of their lips curled like angry kings. Hearing Xie Wuzuo's intentions, the square-headed monk on the left raised his sleeves and turned his face to the side with his arms in a cold voice. Said: "How can there be any record of the evil formation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! The Taoist wants to trouble Wuliangtian, please find a better excuse!"

The last two sentences made Ning Qingqing mycelium knotted.

After he finished complaining, the abbot reprimanded him, and then led Xie Wuwang and Ning Qingqing to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"It's not that Lao Na is unwilling to help find it, but the ancient book in the pavilion is like a starry sky, and it has more than enough energy." The abbot raised his sleeves, and the closed wooden door of the tower slowly moved left and right.

Ning Qingqing looked around and almost passed away.

I saw that in the tower that was more than twenty feet high, one side of the bookshelves reached the top of the tower from the bottom, and the spiral staircase was built around these heavenly bookshelves, like flying dragons straight into the clouds.

Isn't the book collection here just like a vast ocean?

"Hmph," the square-headed monk sneered, "If the Daoist returns without success, you can't blame anyone!"

Ning Qingqing opened her eyes slightly, and was about to speak, but Xie Wuwang's sleeve was slightly pulled.

He smiled hypocritically, and said warmly: "It's Xie who bothered. There are three masters who lead the way."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling man, the three great monks looked at him like this, no longer embarrassed to say anything serious, only put their hands together, and said goodbye in a calm tone.

Xie Wuwang took Ning Qingqing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

She couldn't help but quietly asked: "Are you so good-tempered outside?"

Xie Wumao didn't look back, and continued to walk a few steps forward, turning into the bookshelf towering to the top of the tower, and then looking out of the tower calmly and extremely naturally.

Seeing that the three great monks had gone away, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and told her in his voice: "The devil's fetus left a claw mark on the buttocks of the new statue of Wuliangtian. Buddhism chased to the holy mountain and lost it. Traces of the demon fetus."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She remembered that this was what happened when she had just lost her memory. Mo Ling Fei came to Tiansheng Palace to see her doctor at Xie Wuwang's invitation.

He continued: "Now that the devil's fetus is still hidden in Yue Zhang's, I should be polite to the monks, I should."

It turned out to be a guilty conscience. Would a person like Xie Wuwang have a guilty conscience?

Ning Qingqing covered her mouth and snickered. He didn't even notice that he shamelessly called Ning Tianxi "Yue Zhang".

"Laugh." He raised his hand lazily and patted her on the forehead. "You might cry."

Ning Qingqing followed his line of sight and saw that the word "Ancient Book" was engraved upright on the frame of the largest bookshelf.

She stared blankly at the mountain-like bookshelf in front of her, as well as the dense collection of books that could not be inserted in the shelves, her forehead could not help but jump up suddenly, exuding a decadent temperament.

"Otherwise..." She winked at him sincerely, "Apologize to the monks again. How many more people can you help?"

Xie Wuwang said mercilessly: "Speak less and do more."

He shook his palm, and an ancient scroll flew out from the lower left of the huge frame and fell into his palm.

He flipped through it quickly.

Mushroom also took out a copy and opened it.

After half a stick of incense, she twisted the thin layer of scrolls she had seen, pinched the thick pile that hadn't been seen, and then looked up at the huge bookshelf that couldn't be seen at the top: "..."

Xie Wuwang has already started reading the second book.

She silently estimated that, based on his unforgettable ability, it would only take about ten or eight years to finish reading this shelf book.

"Xie Wuwang..." she prolonged her voice, "we are just trying our luck, right?"

He glanced lightly: "Practice makes perfect."

Ning Qingqing: "?"

Soon she discovered that Xie Wuwang's speed in reading ancient books had obviously improved.

She stared at the one-fifth of the booklet in her hand that hadn't been read, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

She is really not a mushroom that likes to eat and wait to die.

It’s just ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this kind of thing, she is really not good at it, staring at these dense words for a long time, one by one seems to be flying out of the paper, you have to press your fingers to avoid misreading It's OK to go.

……Um?

Her gaze fell on her white onion finger.

After pondering for a moment, the hyphae came out.

The mycelium spread, like washing, and spread across a page of paper in an instant.

Never forgetting...Although she can't do "not forgetting", it is still possible to "cross the eyes". After the mycelium swept over, she easily found words such as Array and Seal.

Ning Mushroom's eyes lit up: "Practice makes perfect, who can't!"

She shook her fingers, and the tidal hyphae spread rapidly. They were extremely fine and passed through every page without any hindrance, and they scanned dozens of pages at the same time with one ‘brush’.

"Xie Wuwang!" She raised her chin triumphantly, "You, get away."

Xie Wuwang was inserting an ancient book back into the shelf, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and looked at her.

Mushroom couldn't help but his eyes lit up-the man who took the book seriously, really was Sven Qingjun to the extreme.

She doesn't like reading, but she likes the way Xie Wuwang reads. She ran aside, brought a wooden chair from the corner, cleaned it up with mycelium, and asked Xie Wuwang to sit down very dogmatically.

"Red sleeves add fragrance." She curled her eyes.

Xie Wuwang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with interest.

She was leaning on the arm of his chair, swaying out mycelium, splashing over a whole column of books, and instantly picked out the ancient books with "arrays" or "seals", turned to that page, and sent them to him. The palm of the hand.

"Interesting." Xie Wuwang followed kindness and looked at it.

As time goes by, one person and one mushroom cooperate more and more tacitly, and it is not messy to get the book~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

The speed is dazzling.

The sapphire-like hyphae grew higher and higher, and Xie Wuwang's actions became more elegant.

Finally, he raised his hand: "Stop."

"Found it?" She looked excitedly.

I saw him take out the paper and pen from the Qiankun bag, according to the orientation described in the ancient books, one by one connected a huge formation with an outer circle and an inner square.

"Is that it?" He raised his eyes to look at her.

Ning Qingqing took out a specially preserved mycelium map and compared it with it.

Her expression became more and more serious, her lips pressed tightly into a line-only the direction of the pile of corpses almost completely coincided with the heart of the huge formation!

"Found..." She looked at him nervously and excitedly, "What is it?"

Xie Wuwang closed the ancient book in his hand, got up and stood in front of her.

She raised her head to look at him: "Huh?"

"The Great Seal." Xie Wuwang paused.

Ning Qingqing blinked blankly: "The Ten Thousand Demon Pit is inside the Great Seal..."

Before she finished her words, she took a breath in astonishment, and her pupils contracted.

"You mean..."

"Yeah." Xie Wuwang's gaze fell to the pattern in her hand, "It's the Great Seal."