Feng Ci finally accepted the job.

First, it was because Xiao Que looked a little pitiful when he looked at him, and secondly, his little black snake was so pitiful that it was smoked by realgar. Moreover, looking at the mess outside, guess know that the little black snake's consciousness will not be very good these days, and there are wind words, he can at least calm down.

Xiao, however, was able to speak in Langfeng City, and with Feng Ci's approval, he immediately arranged it.

Since he has to accompany the little black snake for a long time, Feng Ci cannot always show people in the state of consciousness. It's not about his cultivation or anything else, the main reason is... Lu Jingming's body was left in the Sutra Collection Pavilion by him.

He stayed here, while Lu Jingming was left with a dead corpse that was not breathing.

So, Feng Ci took another half an hour to strip the entangling snake from himself and slipped out of Linxiantai.

Under the strict discipline of the city lord Pei Qianyue in Langfeng City, the disciples were diligent and hardworking to the point of almost outrageous, and even the Sutra Collection Pavilion in the early morning was overcrowded.

In the five-story pavilion, rows of bookshelves are lined up side by side, and the disciples walk through it.

Either discuss in a low voice, or read alone, the learning atmosphere is strong.

But in such a place with a strong learning atmosphere, there is one person, leaning against the corner of the wall outside the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion with a broom, sleeping soundly.

"Lu, Jing, Ming!"

As soon as Feng Ci returned to the body, he was kicked in the chest by someone, and he was kicked and flew out, and rolled down the stone steps in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as he looked up, he really saw Cheng Bo standing at the door of the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, glaring at him.

Wind Ci: "..."

Does this person do nothing all day, just staring at him to find fault?

Cheng Bo scolded: "Why did I ask you to come, let you swipe the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and you come here to sleep? Why don't you go down the mountain and go home to sleep because you love to sleep so much?"

Feng Ci rubbed his chest, thinking that his whole family and the whole division were killed by demons 3,000 years ago, which home did he go back to?

He smiled and was about to speak, but a hand stretched out and helped him up.

"It's early in the morning, what are you arguing about here?" the visitor asked.

This voice sounded familiar, Feng Ci turned his head and saw that it was Xie Wuhan.

Xie Wuhan is the chief disciple of the precept elders and the chief disciple of Langfeng City. These days he is investigating the disaster of Xianmen.

This person is still young, but his cultivation base is very good, but unfortunately, he is a little arrogant, and he never looked at them as outer disciples in the past.

Therefore, Feng Ci was a little surprised when he was helped by him.

"Xie, Xie brother!" Cheng Bo immediately cowarded in front of him, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, this kid is lazy, I'm teaching him a lesson."

Xie Wuhan frowned: "That won't work either, what does it look like to move your hands and feet outside this Sutra Collection Pavilion."

Feng Ci almost thought that he was also taken away.

The last time we met, Xie Wuhan was yelling at him, and the last time he even pointed his sword at him.

How long has it been since then, why did this person suddenly turn "sex" and help him talk?

Cheng Bo obviously didn't expect Xie Wuhan to protect Feng Ci, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes, Senior Brother Xie taught me a lesson."

Xie Wuhan ignored him and turned to Fengci again, "Are you alright?"

"..." Feng Ci is really not used to this person's sudden concern, "It's okay, thank you brother."

Xie Wuhan nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Lu Jingming!" Behind him, a disciple rushed over, "Linxiantai sent someone to find you, and let you go to serve the city master with you from today, go now."

Xiao Que's speed was really fast, and he went directly to Zhao Fengci in the name of Linxiantai.

This is for fear that he will regret it.

"Serve?" Cheng Bo pointed at Fengci, very surprised, "Just him?"

Although the entire Langfeng City was afraid of Pei Qianyue to the death, if there was an opportunity to serve with him, no one would want to miss it. It was a rare opportunity to get in touch with the upper echelons of the cultivation world, not to mention being valued and accepted as a disciple, or being given two tricks on weekdays, the benefits to cultivation were limitless.

It is a pity that Pei Qianyue has been in charge of Langfeng City for so many years and has never asked anyone to serve. Occasionally, other Immortal Sect elders come to discuss Taoism and need someone to bring tea and water. Those are opportunities for inner sect disciples, not their outer sect.

Besides, Lu Jingming, who is so lazy, is like killing him by sweeping the floor on weekdays. He reluctantly moves twice when staring at him. If he doesn't stare for a while, he doesn't know where he is going. Go to sleep.

This kind of person has nothing to do with the four words of serving with him.

Why did this pie fall on his head today?

"Did you hear it right, you're really looking for Lu Jingming?" Cheng Bo was still in disbelief, "Didn't the city lord send orders a few days ago, or if anyone approached Linxiantai, why did he suddenly want someone to serve?"

"I don't know either, Brother Cheng."

The person who came to pass the message was an ordinary disciple from the outer sect. He couldn't answer it: "But the other party made it very clear that he wanted Lu Jingming, and told him not to waste time and go immediately."

Cheng Bo was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, and finally gave Feng Ci a vicious look.

Not only did he find it strange, but Xie Wuhan, who was on the side, also narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtful.

Feng Ci was close to him, and he didn't miss his momentary anomaly, but the latter quickly covered it up and said, "Since it was summoned by the city lord, Junior Brother should hurry up."

... not right.

But what is wrong, Feng Ci has no time to worry about it.

If he doesn't go to Linxiantai again, he is afraid that his little black snake will tear down the house.

Stepping into the Linxiantai Hall again, is to take the transmission token and walk in from the gate.

Feng Ci thought that he would be greeted eagerly by his own little snake, but he didn't expect that the little black snake didn't come to him at all.

Xiao said that Pei Qianyue had set up restrictions near the hall to ensure that when he was asleep, his consciousness could not be separated from Linxiantai.

Therefore, the little black snake should still be inside.

But the main hall is very dark, and the state of consciousness can hide its tracks at any time. In addition, the immortality of Linxiantai has been added to affect the sense of spiritual power. Feng Ci searched a large circle in the hall, but did not even see the shadow of a snake.

... where did it go?

Feng Ci stood in the hall and thought for a moment, then shouted, "Pei Qianyue, are you not here?"

no respond.

Feng Ci shouted again: "If you don't want to see me, then I'll go back first."

As soon as these words fell, on the table in front of the main hall, under the books piled up in a mess, suddenly moved slightly, as if something flashed past.

When Feng Ciquan didn't see it, he continued as if he was talking to himself: "It looks like he's not here, so I'd better go back to sleep."

Although he said that, his body didn't move. So he saw a snake's tail sticking out from under the pile of books, swaying slightly from side to side, and then immediately retracted.

After waiting for a while, seeing no response from Fengci, he tried to reach out again.

Repeat this several times.

Feng Ci couldn't hold back: "Pfft."

It's arguing with him.

What a big snake, still playing such childish tricks.

Feng Ci stepped forward and moved the pile of books away, and really saw the black snake coiled underneath, with his head still buried in his body.

Looking puffed up.

Feng Ci asked it, "Are you angry?"

Snake Tail patted the desk lightly.

Fengci asked again: "Isn't it because I've been here for too long?"

Snake tail patted again.

Feng Ci laughed: "But I only went for less than half an hour."

Snake's tail slapped the table heavily.

"Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." Feng Ci wasn't worried that it would hurt him, but if he continued to shoot like this, the table case would be split in half. He hurriedly picked up the black snake and followed the snake's scales, "It's my fault, I promised to come back with a stick of incense, but it was delayed for almost half an hour. I admit my mistake, don't be angry."

The black snake crouched in his arms and stopped moving.

Wind speech helpless.

The little black snake has relied on Feng Ci since he was a child. Feng Ci thought about it later, maybe it was because Feng Ci had fed him a drop of blood when he saved him.

Feng Ci is blessed by the Tao of Heaven, immortal, and naturally contains spiritual power in the blood.

This blood containing spiritual power not only opened the little black snake's spiritual consciousness by accident, but also the first thing it entered after it was born. It remembered this taste and became very close to him.

However, as he grew up, the closeness and dependence in his bones were replaced by reason, and it had become extremely weak.

Therefore, this little guy couldn't recognize him when he was awake, but now his consciousness is chaotic, but he recognized him by instinct.

Although the black snake is stingy, it is still very coaxing. Feng Ci only "touched" and "touched" its head, and was no longer angry, and took the initiative to rub Feng Ci's wrist with his tail.

Feng Cisuo squatted by the desk and played with him for a while.

When Feng Ci was about to leave this world, it seemed to be the same. The little black snake, who was a snake cub back then, also haunted him like it is today, and he wouldn't let him go no matter what.

Feng Ci remembered that he coaxed him for a long time.

What did he say then?

- "I'll just take a look and come back, it won't be long."

- "I'll be back, will you wait for me here obediently?"

- "Don't make trouble, you have to be obedient."

Thinking of this, the smile on Feng Ci's face gradually faded.

So, after he left that year, has the little black snake been waiting for him like this?

Holding the hope that he will definitely come back, I waited lonely and long in that cave that did not see the sun.

Wait until you get sullen.

Wait until you don't believe him anymore.

Waited...three thousand years.

Feng Ci raised his eyes, with the little black snake rubbing his fingers beside him, and the portraits without faces in front of him.

He finally understood why Pei Qianyue said that when he first came to Sendai.

Feng Ci let out a sigh of relief.

Pei Qianyue was right.

He really is a complete liar.