Chapter 99: Sugar (six)

Xuan Mian lifted his hand and swept away, and the gray pigeon landed on his hand. Two thin claws clenched his fingers tightly, and he was not afraid of people. He looked like he was used to.
He untied the letter post tied to the gray pigeon's leg, and took out the letter paper wrapped in it, sweeping it roughly.
Xue Xian glanced at the seal at the end of the letter and said, "Tai Chang Temple?"
Xuan Merci said "um", "Have you explained them for me?"
The letter was written by Taibu, without asking a little more about what happened to the two state teachers. Instead, he seriously reported the situation of Taichang Temple these days and the comfort of the people in Linjiang. The words are well organized, and it is obvious that someone has explained them carefully.
On that day, the river tide faded. After the rain was clear, all the people involved in the bloodshed in Daze Temple, near Dongting Lake, near Wanshi Mountain, and on Black Rock Beach fell into a deep sleep after exhausting their energy, although they died Worry, but also unconscious.
Xue Xian moved most people's memories while they were lethargic. He hasn't studied much about this kind of thing, after all, he has always been so arrogant that it doesn't matter if it will be seen by mortals, and he rarely uses this method. So he didn't weave fake memories for those people in detail, but simply obscured them, making them feel that they were just dreaming a little bit.
Only one person, he didn't tamper with it.
It was Taibu in Dazao Temple. On the same day, when he lifted his foot into the Dazao Temple, he saw the abrupt line in the blood line on the ground, and Taibu's finger at the end of the line.
After a moment's thinking, Xue Xian understood the ins and outs of this severance line. In addition, Tai Bu's group once met Xue Xian and Xuan Mian under the dustpan mountain. Their attitude towards Xuan Mercy that day included some eyes and details, and Xue Xian also saw some.
In the memory of Xuan Merci, the taibu girl appeared not many times, but she showed a steady wind in her hands and her feet, and she could see that she was a reliable person who took care of the overall situation without losing her heart.
So Xue Xian had a good impression on her, so she simply kept her memories.
However, the retention of memory does not mean that Xue Xian did not tamper with her drowsiness. He used dreams to fill in some of the things that needed to be dealt with, and incidentally explained the issue of the identity of a master.
There is one who understands that after all, almost all influences have been properly resolved.
Although Taichang Temple is directly under the Master, it is not a matter of asking for instructions from the Master. Even though Xuan Merci came back to life for more than half a month, Tai Chang Temple returned to normal, almost as usual, and even comforted the people in North Korea and the people in various provinces, stopping various rumors in time.
Xuan Merci did not shy away from Xue Xian. After hearing his answer, he simply passed the letter from Tai Bu to Xue Xian directly.
Since all this is explained by Xue Xian, then there is a beginning and an end, and it is natural that Xue Xian should also go back and forth. Xuanyi thought so at first. He folded a dead branch and twisted it, and the branch exuded a black juice, like a pen dipped in ink.
He drew a thin piece of rune paper from his arms and handed it to Xue Xian, motioning for his reply.
Xue Xian took a moment to think about the dead branches, and with a big stroke, exaggerated five words on the letter without hesitation: good girl, with labor.
Xuan Mian took the paper and swept away, rubbing the letter calmly with a look on his face, stroking a piece of rune paper again, and pulling back the dead branches from Xue Xian's hand, and returned a few words in a concise manner, Except for retaining "work", it is completely different.
Xue Xian blinked, watching his face do all these things in a dull way, and suddenly he smiled, holding his corner of his mouth, leaning on Xuan Merci's shoulder, leaning obliquely on him, casually scratching Xuan Si's hand Chin pursed, "His—I didn't realize you were so concerned before."
Even more intimate things have been done, scratching the chin is nothing. Xuan Mian didn't care about him either, let his claws flutter, flare his eyes, burn a fire, and burn the rune paper carefully.
The last bit of confetti burned away, and he raised his eyes and glanced at the claws on his face, and then looked at Xue Xian, the owner of the claws, and asked quietly, "Don't you like it?"
"Like it." Xue Xian dragged his long tail, and the teaser generally tickled his chin and raised his eyebrows, "I can't like it anymore."
He watched Xuan Mian release the grey pigeon in his hand, and the black bird cub led the grey pigeon to drink water and eat very consciously. He couldn't help but smirked and added: "Bald donkey, if I like it, you can. Do it? "
Xuan Mian saw his smile, thought for a moment, and said rigorously, "Do my best."
After all, someone is an earth-shattering master. He is good at acting as a demon, and mere mortals can't do anything. It is impossible to do anything like boastful Haikou.
"I don't like you wearing this robe." Xue Xian blinked at him.
Xuan Mian glanced at his white linen monk robe, and he always had a clean picture, it was better to be clear at a glance, so it was most pleasing to see this monk robe. But if Xue Xian is n’t happy, it ’s okay to change it. After all, it ’s something outside.
What?

Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, and his low voice was ambiguous with a teasing meaning: "No robe is best, I prefer your sweaty look."
Hyun Mercy: "………………………………"
The black bird cub who just flew back called "Oh-", his wings trembled, hit the tree, and fell to the ground with a bang, turning his eyes, and looked immortal. Behind the grey dove, the grey dove screamed in horror, wandering among the branches for a long time.
When Xue Xian saw Xuanyi paralyzed, he pressed his forehead against Xuanyi's shoulder and smiled.
"Let ’s put it on for the time being, but there is a condition that you can pay for the meal this time." Xue Xian teased and stood up straight, as if everyone was striding forward, and after walking out for a while, Putting his hands behind his back, he hurled his fingers at Xuan Mian without turning his head.
"..." Xuan Merci looked at him sullenly, and finally shook his head and followed.
The sky is high, the mountains are foggy, the birds in the forest are a little, and the old village smokes a few lines.
They walked slowly and steadily, swiping the robes but no dust, the mountain road was crooked, and the years were long.