Chapter 267 Weird
Chapter 267 Weird
Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan are not ordinary people. They are carefree and eclectic, which does not mean they are stupid.
On the contrary, both of them are extremely smart people.
Yang Linger's cover-up was very good, but it still aroused Ye Xiaochuan's suspicion. The main reason why he began to doubt Yang Ling'er's identity was because he felt that there was absolutely no fool in the world who didn't take money seriously.
This Yang Ling'er seems to know everything. It can be said that he knows astronomy from above and geography from below. He even knows many secret things on the path of cultivation. This shows that he is very smart, but he spends money lavishly. This behavior of being inexperienced in the world is not a pretense. from.
Therefore, this Young Master Yang Lin must have lived in an isolated place since he was a child, and he should be a cultivator.
But looking at his face, he didn't look like a vicious evildoer from the Demon Cult.
Ye Xiaochuan pondered for a long time and said: "It is very likely that he is a young disciple who has gone down the mountain to practice like us. But Senior Sister Baili, your name is so loud, she must have heard of it. Since she pretends not to know anything, I'm afraid He has evil intentions towards us.”
Bailiyuan said: "Even if our guess is correct, Young Master Yang and we are of the same mind, but along the way, I don't feel that he has any hostility towards us. Are you thinking too much?"
Ye Xiaochuan groaned and said: "If he is a member of the same group, why does he hide his identity from us? I think he has ulterior motives. Since he is unkind, don't blame us for being unjust. I think it is better to do this. Let's take advantage of it tonight The Yin Soldier took advantage of the opportunity and stole his small treasury. Anyway, he has hundreds of thousands of silver notes in his bag, so we won’t steal them all. How about taking half and keeping the other half? "
Ye Xiaochuan showed his fox tail.
He knew very well that even if Mr. Yang was a cultivator, he was similar to what Baili Yuan said. He had no hostility towards the two of them and should be from the same sect of the right path.
However, this pretty boy is too handsome. As soon as he stood in front of him, he immediately became a passer-by. If he continued to walk with such an outstanding young man, what the hell was he doing?
Along the way today, Baili Yuan was laughing and joking with her, completely ignoring herself. This feeling was very bad, so it was better to stay away from him.
Unexpectedly, Baili Yuan immediately shook his head and said: "No, we can't steal Mr. Yang's money! Didn't we agree to travel together and experience the world? We have only been walking together for a day, and you have something on your mind? How can you go back on your word? It’s not what we, the upright gentlemen, did.”
Ye Xiaochuan sneered and said, "Come on, I think you just can't let go of this pretty boy!"
Bailiyuan argued: "I, Bailiyuan, have been traveling around the world for ten years. What kind of handsome young man has I not seen? Besides, is Shuiyuan Fairy, one of my six dignified fairies, the kind of shallow woman who pays attention to the appearance of men? "
Ye Xiaochuan almost did not hesitate, nodded affirmatively, and said: "Yes!"
Baili Yuan was furious and said, "It's because you don't understand me yet. Anyway, since meeting each other is fate, we can't break our promise."
Ye Xiaochuan curled his lips and said: "Is that your fate with him? Does it have anything to do with me? I don't have a habit of splitting peaches after cutting off my sleeves. I reserve the right to steal the banknotes from him tonight."
Bailiyuan immediately shook her head and said, "I don't agree."
The two people were arguing about whether they should take Yang Ling'er's money and fly away. As the person involved, Yang Ling'er was enjoying the refreshing feeling brought by the bath at the moment.
The soundproofing effect of the room was not good, and she was a person of extremely high cultivation. She heard every word of what Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan said next door.
Yang Ling'er eavesdropped while bathing, feeling very funny in her heart.
Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan were idiots enough. They had clearly guessed that they were cultivators, but they were arguing next door as if nothing had happened about whether they should steal their money and run away.
Moreover, the two people were very loud, and it gradually turned into a quarrel.
It was difficult for Yang Linger not to hear it.
Her white fingers lightly brushed over her satin-like skin, revealing the semi-circular jade peak on the water. Drops of water dripped down, and the beauty of the hibiscus was almost breathtaking. The name of the Jade Fu Fairy was well deserved.
She murmured to herself: "What a strange couple."
At the same time, Yang Linger was still thinking, what is the relationship between Bailiyuan and Ye Xiaochuan? Who is this Ye Xiaochuan? Even if he is a disciple of Taoist Qingfeng of Cangyun Sect, it is impossible for Baili Yuan to look at him with new eyes and go together with him.
Yang Linger was not the only one thinking about this issue.
A few miles east of Zhuxian Town, Tian Wen, who was wearing a black veil, was also thinking about this problem.
The last time he stole the jade flute from the Langya Immortal Sect, Tian Wen and Ye Xiaochuan had a relationship. Later, because of the mysterious sound of the piano, Tian Wen left after leaving the jade flute, but he did not go far and kept wandering in the dark.
The jade flute stolen from the Langya Immortal Sect was not taken away by the mysterious old man who played the piano. It was obtained by Yu Linglong. Whether it is the Huangquan Biluo Xiao that has been lost for a long time in the holy sect, Tian Wen does not know, but the jade flute has been sent away quickly. Go to the temple and have it personally identified by the temple elders.
Tonight is mid-April. The Yin soldiers of Zhuxian Town took advantage of the passage and attracted many people from the Demon Sect to fight against the autumn wind. Not only Tianwen came, but also Liu Huachang, the colorful fairy of the Ghost Sect, and Cen Qiyuan, the master of the Demon Sect. Yu Linglong and Xue Gongzi Qu Xiangge from the Demon Sect's Hehuan Sect were also there.
Even among the Demon Sect, the Five Poison Sect, which has emerged very powerful in recent hundreds of years, has several young masters.
The demon sect's techniques are very sinister. They often need to absorb the essence, blood and soul of living people to improve their cultivation. It is too troublesome to catch the Yin spirits one by one. On the Yin-Yang road that the Yin soldiers use, so many Yin spirits and ghosts secretly come from the Yin. Hundreds of Yin spirits were absorbed into the army, and it is estimated that the great monk of Kayaba Temple and the smelly Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain will not find out.
This is one of the reasons why many masters of the Demon Sect gather near Zhuxian Town.
In a small camphor forest, Tian Wen leaned on a camphor tree. It was still early, and everyone else was waiting in the woods for the time for the gate of hell to open.
The moonlight is very strong tonight, and the night wind blows by, fluttering Tianwen's veil. As the veil shakes, a trace of her fair cheeks is occasionally revealed.
She looked at the bright moon above her head, and her mind couldn't help but think of the confrontation with Ye Xiaochuan, a young disciple of the Cangyun Sect that night in the woods near Langya Mountain.
In the past few days, Ye Xiaochuan's appearance has been lingering in her mind. It's not that Ye Xiaochuan is so handsome, but she always feels that Ye Xiaochuan's appearance is very familiar, and he seems to be very similar to someone she knows.
As for who Ye Xiaochuan looked like, she couldn't remember it for a while.
But Tianwen was very sure that the Cangyun disciple named Ye Xiaochuan did look like someone he knew between his eyebrows, especially Ye Xiaochuan's eyes, which were clear and evil, which made her remember Very profound and very familiar.
