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Nine: Eyes Danqing

The Temple of the Lord and the Temple of the Goddess in Pushui Prefecture were silent in the night. At this time, all the worshipers and general officials in the temple were closed for rest. Only the paper windows of the shrine faintly revealed the dim candlelight.

In the temples where the gods live, fire prevention spells are arranged, and they are changed every seven days. If there is no one to watch at night, there is no risk of fire.

However, the incense and butter in the shrine should be kept for at least two hours. The Pushuifu Jun Temple has night-time servants, but the old woman is the only one in charge of the Goddess Temple.

Li Chan stood at the head of the bridge and looked at the pounding place under the bridge foundation. Beside the empty pounding stone during the day, a red medicine plant grew out of nowhere.

He withdrew his gaze and walked onto the Goddess Bridge.

The Goddess Bridge is covered with double eaves, which can protect it from wind and rain. Usually there are many vendors gathering on the bridge, but at this time it is very quiet.

The bridge is straight, and you can see Anpingfang on the other side. Anpingfang has also banned the night market and is completely dark.

But in the center of the bridge, there was a faint light.

As I got closer, I saw a yellow sandalwood hexagonal palace lantern hanging under the eaves of the bridge.

There is a girl under the lamp, sitting by the bridge, she looks familiar.

Taking a few steps closer, the appearance became much clearer. The girl's delicate eyebrows were as light as smoke, as if they would be blown away by the wind. Her face was pure and her lips were painted with red, and she looked similar to the goddess statue in the temple.

Five points are similar, and they are only around thirteen or fourteen years old.

The only difference is that the statue of the goddess wears a long-sleeved skirt, while the girl wears a light red spring shirt, revealing half of her arms as white and tender as mutton-fat jade.

Li Chan walked more than ten steps away, and the girl lowered her eyebrows and bowed in salute.

"Little girl Hong Yao, I don't know what to call her?"

Li Chan smiled and said, "I'm not a Taoist priest, my surname is Li Mingchan, I'm just a follower of the heretical path."

Hongyao was surprised when he heard that Li Chan claimed to be a heretical person, and suddenly said: "No wonder, the young man who came with you is on guard against you. It turns out that you are not in the same group. Li Lang went into battle wearing shackles and was forced to

It’s helpless. It’s hard for Li Lang to pretend to be a watchman despite being a talented person and suffer such humiliation from them. But I can’t neglect Li Lang.”

She flicked her hand, and a set of uniquely crafted celadon tea sets appeared out of thin air on an old table next to her. She also pulled out a copper kettle from nowhere and used it to make water.

In the celadon cup, needle-like buds and leaves are tumbling in the boiling water.

After filling seven percent of the water, Hongyao placed the copper pot on the table and invited Li Chan to sit down.

"It's good to wear shackles in battle, but it's not so good to be forced into helplessness."

Li Chan walked over carelessly, put down the lantern and gong and sat down. He lowered his head and untied the strap on his chest, took off the long tube and put it on the table.

Hong Yao smiled and said: "It's not that he was forced to do something, but Li Lang voluntarily worked for Shen Zha Si? I don't think Li Lang is willing to be a hawk or a dog. It happened that the young man was trapped by me, and Li Lang was about to leave. At this time

Then you can walk away. If Li Lang wants to do it, you and I can work together to get rid of that young man and those demon hunters."

Li Chan looked at Hong Yao and felt regretful.

"I came here sincerely, but the goddess wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone. That boy is not simple. Your mirage can trap him for a while. If you want to hurt him, you better stop thinking about it."

Hong Yao's willow-leaf eyebrows slightly lowered, and she said sadly: "So, Li Lang still wants to deal with me? Although I am a demon, I have also had a human body, and I also have the destiny of a goddess. Could it be that human beings and demons are the same as each other?

Are you going to fight to the death if you have to gain power?"

Li Chan looked at the red medicine quietly.

"You can actually control mirages. You must have eaten Pushui Fujun and gained its power. Presumably, the pilgrims who went to Fujun Temple in the past few days have not been able to pray for spiritual responses. The spirits in the temple must have been frightened.

It’s not a big deal, you kept the news and didn’t dare to report it to the City God. It’s nothing, but you’ve killed several more people, so you must be determined to die.”

Hong Yao trembled, showing an aggrieved look.

"It's useless for me to show my true self and be treated like this by Li Lang. You want me to die. Since you want to deal with me, why bother to talk to me so much. You also say that you are a heretical monster.

, why do you have to rush to do things for the God of War? You still want to eliminate harm for the people, but I think, I think, you are a disaster yourself."

Li Chan smiled.

"It is a wise move to take the initiative to show up. Plants and trees transform into monsters and are most afraid of being exposed. If I hadn't seen through your true colors and broken your mirage, you wouldn't have had the time to talk nonsense to me."

Hongyao's little face turned cold: "Then what are you doing here, specifically to play tricks on me?"

"I'm here to help you."

Li Chan shook his head.

Hong Yao looked at the long tube that Li Chan put on the table with doubt in his eyes, but he patted his chest and said with a smile: "It turns out that I wrongly blamed Li Lang."

Li Chan opened the seal of the long tube, first took out two porcelain cups from the long tube, and then took out a scroll.

Rolled between the shafts is a new brush that has never been stained with ink.

He spread the drawing paper on the table and pressed the edge of the paper with a porcelain cup filled with mixed paintings.

"The bright lights in Nanbeiqiao City at night are a unique sight in Xuandu City, but the clear moonlight tonight is a rare sight. It would be a pity not to take the opportunity to draw it."

Li Chan stood up and looked at the river and the bridge city on both sides. Hong Yao could only see his side face. Under the moonlight, the touch of cyan in his eyes made Hong Yao feel palpitated.

She couldn't help but take half a step back, landing right behind Li Chan and out of his sight, but Li Chan still didn't react.

Hongyao narrowed his eyes. Is he pretending to be profound or arrogant?

"Since I have sympathy for flowers, don't force me to be a flower-groomer."

One word was like ice water that instantly extinguished Hong Yao's murderous intention. She didn't understand where her fear came from. Even if this man could see through the mirage, he didn't seem to have any cultivation at all. She clenched her fists.

, nails piercing the palms of hands.

"What exactly are you going to do?"

"Painting."

Hong Yao sneered and said: "You are so leisurely and elegant. You choose such a critical moment to do such noisy things. It's a pity that the night market is banned tonight. Otherwise, we would have captured the top names like Qunyulou and Baihuafang and taught them

When they see Li Lang's suave style, they applaud and call him "good brother", that would be beautiful."

Li Chan picked up the pen and stroked the cuffs of his sleeves.

"It's not elegant, and it's not idle. I don't want to hang around in the wind and the moon, just because the sky and the earth don't come, and the sun and the moon don't shine."

Hong Yao listened to this plausive tone and retorted with a sneer: "Is there any place in the world that is not in the heaven and earth, and is there a place where the sun and moon cannot shine?"

"In your heart."

Li Chan looked back.

Hongyao was speechless for a moment, and when Li Chan looked at him, he felt unable to move, whether because of fear or something else.

"Would you like to join me in the painting?"

Li Chan said.

Hong Yao saw the two colors in those eyes, as if they were stirred, rotated and blended by a paintbrush.

The bridge railings, palace lanterns, Pu River, Xuandu Square and City, night, stars, bright moon, muddy ground and clear sky are also bounded by a line of sky in the far distance, rotating and blending together.

Turned into chaos.

"I don't want to!"

Hongyao shouted in panic.
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