Chapter 145
Chapter 145
"Traveller, you seem to have forgotten to ask the immortal about your sister."
"Well, seeing how angry the other party was just now, it was hard for me to ask. Now I can only ask the Demon-Conquering Sage at Wangshu Inn."
After flying in the wind for half an hour from the top of Jueyunding Mountain, Kong and Paimeng arrived at Wangshu Inn.
"It's finally here. The immortal's spell is so convenient to use. You can fly without the wings of wind, and you can fly for a long time."
Paimon admired.
"But I feel like Wu Ye doesn't know how to do it. I've known him for so long and I've never seen him use magic or anything like that."
Kong shook his head: "Not necessarily. Maybe Wu Ye has been hiding it, waiting to one day surprise everyone."
Paimeng looked up at the top floor of Wangshu Inn and said tangledly: "Compared to Jueyunjian, this place seems to lack immortality... Are there really immortals here?"
"When we first came here, we didn't hear any information about immortals."
Kong rubbed his chin and thought: "Could it be Jiang Xue? He is Wu Ye's master."
Paimon made a fist with his right hand and hammered the palm of his left hand: "Yes! It's really possible! Let's go over and ask. He should still be fishing on the river at this time."
Kong and Paimon came to the place where Jiang Xue often fished. As they approached, they saw a man with a bamboo hat fishing not far away.
When they came to Jiang Xue, they only heard the other party muttered:
"......Have friends come from afar?"
Jiang Xue didn't look back and smiled lightly.
"Sora and Paimon, are you okay?"
"Ah! Jiang Xue, you knew it was us before you turned around. It seems you are really an immortal."
"Huh?" Jiang Xue turned to look at Paimon and said calmly, "I just judged it from your footsteps and breathing."
"So you're really not an immortal?"
"Of course not. I'm curious, why are you looking for an immortal? Are you planning to become an immortal and become a Taoist?"
"No, no!" Pai Meng shook his head like a rattle, "We are here to find an immortal called the Great Sage of Conquering Demons. We need to inform him of something urgent!"
Jiang Xue immediately became interested. He threw the fishing rod aside, stood up and asked curiously: "What's the big deal? Can you tell me about it?"
Kong opened his mouth to explain: "During today's Immortal Invitation Ceremony, Emperor Yanwang was assassinated!"
"Ah? What?! The emperor was killed?"
Jiang Xue was shocked by this sudden news. He was dumbfounded, his brows were furrowed, and his whole body was stiff.
Jiang Xue's expression was frozen, she pointed at Kong and Paimon, and stammered: "I, I...I don't believe it!"
"...It's true. Traveler and I didn't lie to you. You can ask Wu Ye later."
"How could this be so... The emperor is my most beloved existence!"
Jiang Xue's shoulders dropped weakly, and the corners of her mouth drooped, trembling slightly.
He quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face, accompanied by silent sobs.
"Jiang Xue is sorry, we didn't do it unintentionally."
Kong and Pai couldn't bear it, and quickly began to comfort Jiang Xue.
"No, I just want to be alone for a while."
"Okay, Jiang Xue, you have to cheer up."
After seeing Kong and Paimon leaving, Jiang Xue's expression returned to normal, and he smiled softly: "How is it, Master Mandrill?"
The dark green breeze blew by, and a figure appeared next to Jiang Xue.
"Very true."
"Then it's your turn to perform."
"I do not know."
"Well... Then let Yan Xiao and the others help you."
......
"Traveller, did we forget something?"
"what?"
"I didn't ask Jiang Xue, where is the Great Sage of Conquering Demons?"
"...Forget it, considering his condition we can't bother him."
Paimon scratched his hair: "Let's look for it... I think it's more likely to be on the balcony. We didn't go up there last time."
Holding the talisman empty-handed, he led Paimon to the top floor of Wangshu Inn.
Paimon flew to the railing and looked around: "Well... isn't he here?"
"What you see with your naked eye may not be what you believe."
"Ah? Who is it?!"
Paimon exclaimed, and she and Sora looked at the source of the sound at the same time - a young immortal standing on the eaves above them.
Mandrill looks like a young man, but his real age is over two thousand years old.
He has short blue hair that gradually changes from light to dark.
The one in the middle of the forehead is the "wisdom eye" and the flame eyebrow lines.
The clothing is mainly close-fitting shorts. The main body of the top is white, with a moire deformation pattern, and has wide sleeves, a streamer in the front, and a hem in the back. There are jade pendant-like jewelry and patterns on the legs, cuffs, and shoulders. Quaint little things.
He wears armor on his wrists, a demon-conquering pestle on his neck, a tattoo of a fairy beast on his right arm, a small incense burner on his left waist, and a snake-print amulet in the middle.
He carries a Nuo mask on his right waist. The Nuo mask is mainly black, blue and gold.
Mandrill is known as the "stunningly beautiful boy", and everyone who is lucky enough to see him has secretly admired him.
"The handsome man is unique and has no other talent in the world."
"A prince should only be as beautiful as a painting, and I am the only one who knows the beauty of it."
"Standing like an orchid orchid tree, smiling like a bright moon in one's arms."
......
Mandrill teleported down, and when he saw Sora's appearance, he showed a rare smile, and then quickly restrained it.
"No taboos? It seems that you are well prepared... But this is just a token to prevent me from harming you. It does not mean that you will not be harmed."
Paimon leaned back and said hesitantly: "Uh... are you going to hurt us? I don't quite understand."
Mandrill folded his arms and his face became cold: "To get too close to the world of immortals and demons is to exceed the rules."
"Human souls are not as strong as immortals, and their blood cannot withstand such a concentration of immortal luck."
"It's for your own good, so hurry up and leave."
After saying that, Mandrill disappeared in a flash and came to Jiang Xue's side.
"Huh, if you keep talking, I won't be able to make it up."
"Hahaha, don't you think this is interesting?"
Mandrill did not answer his words and asked instead: "Are you going tomorrow?"
"No, no, I'm so happy fishing here."
"Does that mean you want to go?" Jiang Xue put down the fishing rod and looked at Mandrill.
Mandrill nodded.
"That's a great feeling! Mandrill, can I trouble you with a favor?"
"You speak first."
Jiang Xue chuckled.
"It's not a difficult task, I just want to send a message to my beloved disciple Wu Ye."
"Tell him, your master has spent all his money, and now he has to look at the shopkeeper's face every day. It's very uncomfortable."
"So I need him to send a signed copy of "Chinese Language"..."
"Hey! Immortal Mandrill, don't leave in a hurry. I'm telling you, the almond tofu made by Wu Ye is even more delicious than Yanxiao. You really have to try it tomorrow."
Mandrill did not look back, leaving only one sentence.
"I will tell him if I have time."
"Okay! I'm waiting for your good news."
Jiang Xue silently watched Mandrill's leaving figure and whispered.
"The Great Sage of Conquering Demons is pitiful."
"respectable."
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