When passing through the Valley of Passions, Shui Ling'er looked up, and at some point, the half-moon bend hanging in the air had turned into a light orange full moon.

He couldn't help but stand still, and let out a long howl like a wolf and a man at the full moon, which was so desolate that it made people's hearts feel sad.

Taketsuki also stopped and stared at him quietly. He knew that the child was missing his wolf mother. That long cry of sorrow was for him to report peace.

Jiluo Mountain, a rootless mountain, is suspended on the pillar of the human world, above the five mountains, with five huge iron chains directly inserted into the root of the five mountains, supported by the power of a mountain, in case the five mountains collapse one day and the world is destroyed.

And these five giant chains are the treasures of the demon clan that put Xi Mutong in the realm of no return hundreds of years ago, and the soul is a bone-snatching lock.

Zhuyue looked at the flying fire from afar, recalling the scenes of the world that rolled by, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

The moonlight was bright, swaying and reflecting the dim valley, and also reflected the thin figure of Shui Ling'er on the mountain rocks, which seemed so small.

He lamented in his heart: "Ling'er, one day, after the master completes the mission in this life, he will leave, and the relationship between you and Aunt Ximu thousands of years ago will continue in the end." ”

This is just like the song "Return Words" sung by the ethereal monk when he was drunk on the shadow wall of the return hall: I ride the wind and leave no dust. I want to wipe away the tracks. Faint and forgetful, illusion and floating. Come back, it's not me anymore.

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After returning from the tour, Shui Ling'er's brain was excited, but his body was tired.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep, and in his sleep he turned into a strange bird, which could open its mouth and spit out petals of various colors. He spread his plump wings and flew over every corner of Jiluo Mountain, scattering colorful colors everywhere, turning the mountain into a sea of flowers.

The blue sea of bamboo trees alternates with the sea of flowers, and the master, uncle and aunt stand in it smiling happily, they look more beautiful than the sea of flowers.

When he woke up, a bamboo leaf spirit boy came in and waited for him to wash.

He was just about to take the towel handed by the spirit boy, when he suddenly remembered the master's admonition yesterday, and secretly said in his heart, "Why do the spirit children want to serve me? Isn't it because I am the master's apprentice? Without this identity, they may not have dealt with me at all." However, if I were their good friend, it would be different, then whether I was a disciple of the master or not, they would have been with me. Isn't this what the master said, to gain the respect of others emotionally, so as to build prestige?"

Thinking of this, he retracted his hand that was about to receive the towel and asked, "What's your name?"

Bamboo Leaf Lingtong was stunned for a moment, and replied, "My name is Bamboo Leaf Lingtong." ”

Shui Ling'er almost choked on her own saliva, paused, and asked: "On Jiluo Mountain, 80,000 bamboo leaf spirit children are called by this name, how can they be distinguished?"

Lingtong said: "We are all one, and we don't need to discern. ”

Shui Ling'er was bored, "It's so hard, where is the bamboo leaf, it's obviously wood!

But he still didn't give up, and came back to the old way, "Shall we be friends?"

When the spirit boy heard this, he put the basin on the table, arched his hand and said, "I am humble in my position, and I don't dare to climb the son." With that, he withdrew.

The rest of the water bell stood still, speechless, and the little heart was hit again.

After breakfast, Shui Ling'er looked forward to the master summoning her, but there was no movement. Uncle Zhuxing also went to the middle of the mountain to discuss with Sanguo Lao, and no one accompanied him, so he walked around alone, until he reached the Dishui Pavilion.

The so-called Dishui Pavilion is actually the's clothes room of the immortals in Jiluo Mountain, that is, the territory of the clothes and sisters-in-law.

He stood at the door and looked in, in the courtyard of the Dishui Pavilion, dozens of wooden basins were neatly arranged, and the name of each immortal was clearly marked on the side of the basin, and the one closest to him was written: Lonely Hall Bamboo Immortal Bamboo Star.

"It turned out that it was Uncle Shi's clothes. Shui Ling'er quietly walked over with interest, looked at the basin, and said with a secret smile, "I always say that I am not well-behaved, I look like a mud ball every day, it turns out that Uncle Shi's clothes are so dark!"

was naughty, when I heard an angry roar from the house, "The old lady fought with you!"

Shui Ling'er was so frightened that she was full of excitement, and said, "It's not good, something happened!" Hurriedly rushed into the house to rescue, but saw a piece of fabric with a broken red flower bottom in the house, dancing wildly in the air, catching the clothes and sister-in-law's hair scattered, the buttons of the placket were also scattered, and the shoes on her feet also fell off, waving a copper scissors in her hand, and grabbing the fabric with her teeth and claws.

was about to be caught, but Shui Ling'er pushed the door, and the cloth saw that there was a chance to escape, so he immediately flew to the door.

He had been fighting for a long time, the cloth was really tired, he didn't fly high, and Shui Ling'er was short again, so the cloth rushed over and just wrapped his head firmly.

The first time he experienced such a situation, he only felt that the demon invasion had come to deal with him, so he turned around and ran out quickly, but his eyes were tightly covered by the broken flower cloth and he couldn't see anything, he stumbled under his feet, and fell into Zhuxing's clothes with a solid butt.

The dress-catcher was so angry that she rushed out of the house, took out the water bell like a chicken, and with the other hand ripped the cloth off his head, pressed it into the basin and poked it with scissors.

The copper scissors have been used for several years, and they have already communicated with her, dancing three times and dividing five by two, and cutting the clothes in the basin and the fabric to smithereens.

Shui Ling'er exclaimed, but it was too late to stop it, poor Zhuxing not only changed all the clothes in a week were soaked in the basin, but also a newly placed corset brocade robe, innocently affected by the fabric, it instantly became a pile of fragments.

The sister-in-law finally overcame the disobedient fabric, stood up contentedly, and pulled the disheveled placket.

When she saw that the troublemaker was actually Shui Ling'er, a newly recruited disciple of Yuezhu Immortal, she immediately turned pale with fright.

"Little boy, it turned out to be you! You, you, you...... How did you get to the Drip Pavilion?"

Shui Ling'er was also shocked, wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead and said: "I heard the movement, I don't know what happened." Sister-in-law, you cut all your uncle's clothes!"

The sister-in-law looked at it fixedly, and sure enough, a basin of clothes had turned into a basin of rags, and she was so frightened that she sat on the ground and said, "Oh my God! Why is this fairy scissor so bad at tempering, and now it's a big disaster!"

Shui Ling'er smiled and said, "It's obvious that you have a bad temper and cut it, why do you blame the copper scissors?"

When the sister-in-law heard this, she begged for mercy again and again, "My little son, little ancestor, little fairy, you must not tell the bamboo fairies about today's incident! I promise, I can restore these clothes to their original state in one night, I am a well-known garment craftsman, I don't believe you go and ask the bowl fairy and the inkstone fairy!"

Seeing that she was so nervous, Shui Ling'er rolled her eyes and thought about it.

"Sister-in-law, of course I don't have to say it, as long as you change your uncle's clothes back. But...... You've got to do me one thing first!"

When the sister-in-law heard this, she suddenly felt like she was amnesty, but she didn't realize that there was actually a dark cloud floating above her head, and there would be trouble soon, and she said: "Okay, okay, don't say one, even ten I will answer you!"

Shui Ling'er leaned over the little brain melon and asked mysteriously: "I want you to sue me, how can I make friends with the bamboo leaf spirit boy!"

The sister-in-law wiped her nose and laughed, "The bamboo leaf spirit boy is a bunch of wooden stakes, and often doesn't speak for three days, why do you want to make friends with them strangely?"

Shui Ling'er got angry and turned to leave.

The sister-in-law was scared, so she grabbed him, "Okay, okay, little ancestor, I'll tell you the little secret of the bamboo leaf spirit boy." ”