Chapter 744 Little Melon

In a short while, Huang Shiren had already reached the village entrance pulling the cart.

The man climbed down from the watchtower in a hurry, but the tower was too high and it would take some time to get down.

At the entrance of the village, Mumie was already standing there waiting for them.

Seeing Huang Shiren walking over, he bowed respectfully, "Brother Huang."

Looking behind him, he saw a black coffin on the cart. The boundaries of the coffin were not obvious, as if it had merged into the darkness.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it at all.

The feeling was somewhat strange, as if the entire darkness condensed into this large black coffin. It was somewhat creepy, but the golden patterns on it gave off a majestic and righteous aura.

Scary, but not creepy.

It's the kind of thing where, at first glance, you subconsciously feel that the person buried inside is not some vicious demon, but a great and virtuous immortal.

"Master!" Mu Mie bowed and stood up.

Murong Ji's voice came over, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay away from the borders of the tribes?"

Mu Mie was startled, then said, "Master, I am here to trace the route of the disappearance of the human race. I suspect that the disappearance of the demon race and the human race is closely related to Baiyu Village."

Murong Ji asked again: "Why don't you report it to your master?"

Mu Mie fell silent for a moment, and then he said, "Disciple...disciple is..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his words, Mu Mie felt as if he was slapped in the face with such great force that his head tilted to the side, and his face immediately became red and swollen.

"What did I tell you when we were going down the mountain?" Murong Ji's voice came from the health-preserving coffin, without any joy or sadness, and without any emotion.

When Mu Mie appeared in this place, Murong Ji felt a little angry, but he didn't want to hit him.

He has always been an obedient child. Although his straightforward personality is not pleasing to the eye, Murong Ji gave him a lot of special treatment because of this.

He was taught almost as a disciple.

The word "sincerity" can be said to be the highest state of a person, and expectations of him have always been the highest.

The anger in his heart slowly dissipated, and Murong Ji thought carefully. Mu Mie had violated the agreement with him! That was fine, but he was still thinking of lying? ! !

It's nothing more than curiosity, and since it's close to the human border, he wants to come and take a look, or even want to make a great contribution!

These are not big problems, but the mistake is that the quality of "straightness" has been lost.

Just tell me, what's the problem? Or is it that his master, Murong Ji, is unreasonable? ! ! Want to make up a lie to deceive him?

Mu Mie fell silent for a moment, lowering his head and saying nothing.

After waiting for a while, Mu Mie still didn't speak, Murong Ji's face suddenly became serious, the child has grown up, is he rebellious? ! !

When going down the mountain, Murong Ji's instructions were to either refuse on the spot or obey them honestly.

Apart from the two options, if it really doesn't work, I can just send a letter to Qingyun Mountain. For such a deception, this slap in the face is the lightest punishment.

When I was questioning him, I actually thought of deceiving him first! !
Murong Ji was so angry that he used all his strength to slap him on the other side of the face.

"Snapped!"

The sound echoed in the night sky, but it was a bit heavier than the slap just now.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Murong Ji's cold voice came out, and it seemed to wake Mu Mie up instantly.

"Plop!" Mu Mie knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Disciple knows he was wrong and shouldn't have lied to Master!"

An inexplicable force lifted him up directly, "Don't kneel, it's not me you shouldn't deceive... it's yourself..."

Murong Ji could tell the truth from the lies. After so many years, he knew very well what kind of person Mu Mie was.

If he came here to track down missing people, Murong Ji believed it.

However, he was so eager to make a contribution that he broke in alone and said something like "I forgot to inform the master". He didn't believe it at all.

"After you go back, go to the Discipline Hall to be punished. Think carefully these few days about what you did wrong. If you can't figure it out... don't go back now... our relationship as master and disciple has come to an end."

As he was talking, Cui Yumingluan pushed open the lid of the coffin and poked her head out, somewhat curious about what Murong Ji's apprentice looked like. Maybe they would have dealings with each other in the future.

The most crucial point was the voice, which she felt was somewhat familiar, and then she saw Mu Mie.

"Master! I know I was wrong!"

Murong Ji was too lazy to say anything else. He valued Mu Mie because of his honesty and his dull character.

Wanting to help them improve their character and reach the truth has always been the true meaning of Buddhist practice.

He, Murong Ji, received the most kindness from Taoism, followed by Confucianism and Buddhism, and the influence of Zen Buddhism on him was even more crucial. Master Xuanzang blessed future generations and obtained the true scriptures. What are the true scriptures? !

It is to hit the essence directly through endless illusions and to seek truth from facts!
If Mu Mie had lost this "straight" character, Murong Ji would not have had to put so much effort into him.

Mu Mie looked up and wanted to enter the health-preserving coffin to apologize to his master in person. When he looked up, the six of them looked at each other and their faces suddenly blushed.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but for some reason they couldn't come back to their senses.

Huang Shiren raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them meaningfully. "Moo!"

He called out twice casually, reminding the two people, what time is it, the master is angry, and you are still flirting here? !

The two of them reacted instantly and turned their heads away, wanting to say something to ease the awkwardness, but they didn't know how to start.

"Water...leech essence!"

Suddenly a scream was heard, which brought the two men back to their senses. They turned around and saw that it was the villager who had just been in the watchtower with Mu Mie.

At this moment, he looked at Cui Yumingluan with horror on his face. After exclaiming, he kept retreating behind him.

Just as he finished speaking, a blue light suddenly rushed out from the health-preserving coffin, and in an instant it turned into a big hand, pressing on his head.

Not long after, an inexplicable force concealed the evil aura on Cui Yu Ming Luan, making her no different from a human.

Cui Yumingluan looked at the changes happening to herself curiously, turned over, got out of the health-preserving coffin, and sat on the coffin lid.

A pair of blue pupils slowly turned red, and they looked at Mu Mie in front of them meaningfully, then they smiled and patted the coffin.

"Yeah, haha. Your disciple is honest and upright, so why can't you allow him to have some small thoughts? As a master, you are really overbearing!"

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to her. What did she know? He said calmly, "Go into the village."

Huang Shiren walked towards the village.

For a moment, Mu Mie was still a little hesitant, and turned to look at the man behind him. The man seemed to be unable to see them, climbed upstairs and continued to stand guard.

He remembered that his master had passed on a skill to his senior sister. Although he had only met that senior sister once, Tu Shan Rongrong left a very deep impression on him.

"Both hands?"

"Hey! You little brat, if you don't catch up, your master will be really angry." The voice of Cui Yu Ming Luan calling out suddenly came.

Mu Mie came to his senses instantly, took two quick steps forward and followed Huang Shiren.

Looking up, he found that Cui Yumingluan had already sat behind the coffin, facing him. She had her elbows on her knees, her head supported by her hands, and was looking at him meaningfully.

Mu Mie was a little flustered, "This girl...the fairy girl, have we met before?"

Cui Yumingluan suddenly laughed and said, "Your way of chatting up girls will make girls despise you."

Mu Mie scratched his head, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

After entering the depths of the village, Murong Ji had no plan to stay overnight in the village. He let Huang Shiren walk around the village, and then walked out from the other end of the village.

Mu Mie followed behind, somewhat confused. He turned to look at the member on duty at the village entrance, and saw a big brother he didn't recognize.

Soon, the group left the village, and Huang Shiren found a sheltered valley and set up camp there.

After parking the coffin, he turned over and entered the coffin, then went to rest in peace.

Cui Yumingluan looked back, then turned to look at Mumie, smiled meaningfully, turned over backwards, and entered the coffin as if the coffin lid did not exist.

It's so desolate in the mountains and wilderness, it's not as comfortable as staying in a room.

Mu Mie was a little at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether he should go in or not, and whether his master was still angry.

While he was hesitating, the lid of the health-preserving coffin was slowly pushed open, and a head slowly stretched out from the gap in the coffin. The Emerald Jade Luan poked its head out of the coffin.

"Hey, little melon, aren't you going to come in? Are you planning to spend the night outside?"

Mu Mie was still hesitating, "Master...Master...I..."

Cui Yumingluan suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled him directly into the coffin, and closed the coffin lid with a "bang".

Inside the coffin, Mu Mie glanced around and saw Murong Ji. He quickly stepped forward and saluted, "Hello, Master."

Murong Ji ignored it and continued to deal with the things at hand.

Mu Mie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he did not make his master angry again.

Mu Mie was not unfamiliar with Murong Ji's state. He had practiced in this coffin in the past and often saw his master lost in thought.

I found a place, sat cross-legged and adjusted my breathing.

Time passed quickly and the sky brightened.

"Mu Mie."

Hearing his master's call, Mu Mie slowly opened his eyes and saw his master standing at the head of the coffin, seemingly looking out.

The wall in front of Murong Ji seemed to be non-existent, and he could clearly see the scene outside.

Mu Mie turned his head and saw a burly Taoist priest standing on a hill not far away. The Taoist priest was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, had a beard and a fair look, giving people an honest and upright feeling.

He was carrying a sword wrapped in red cloth on his back and looking around as if he was looking for something.

Coming back to his senses, Mu Mie walked behind Murong Ji and saluted: "Master, you called me."

Murong Ji casually pointed at the Taoist priest and said, "Go meet him."

(End of this chapter)