"I have some fate with a girl in the song, which is Miss Yang Ai, whom I just mentioned. At that time, I hadn't seen her face yet, but I heard a very nice voice singing the song on the lake..." Qian Yiqun was chatting, and then selected Yang Ai's story and said it from beginning to end.

The woman was obviously more serious than before, and didn't even interrupt. After listening to Qian Yiqun's self-examination of her thoughts, she said quietly: "You are indeed much better than him." She said: "If that lady love knows that you have not forgotten the song she sang in five years, she will definitely be very happy."

Qian Yiqun sighed: "She wanted to get married back then, but something happened to her husband's family. She must have gotten married now."

"You don't have to worry about this." The woman explained, "One day in the mountains is only a moment in the world."

Qian Yiqun suddenly thought to himself: It's a bit like Baimeitu. Well, it's also similar to Wujian Hell... It seems that the thoughts of the previous saints are very unified, and the time difference between places where prisoners are kept is greatly increased. I wonder why Brother Yinglong was imprisoned here.

"Sister Fairy, how can I get out?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"No hurry." The woman said leisurely, "When you meet a kind man like you, I will naturally help you. Please listen to my instructions first."

"Please tell me." Qian Yiqun responded quickly.

"Did you see the fish basket in the corner of the house?" Sister Fairy pointed from afar.

Qian Yiqun walked two steps closer and there was indeed a fish basket with round mouth and square belly. It was made of old bamboo and the holes were of different sizes, which showed that the person who made the plan was very casual.

"This is what he did." Once the sister's voice turned into resentment, it must be related to the past saint. She said, "He named the basket 'Jinlin Loan', saying that it was because Jiang Ziya wrote a poem that was too disgraceful of Yuanshi Tianzun's face, so he wanted to make things right. It's funny to say that, I really believed it. Thinking about his age, how could he hear Jiang Ziya recite poems?"

"Sister, what is this fish basket used for?" This is the question that Qian Yiqun is concerned about.

The woman woke up from her contemplation and said, "The golden scale basket, as the name suggests, is to catch the golden scales."

"Golden scales? Isn't that a carp..." Qian Yiqun thought to himself: The saints are really particular, and use specific fish baskets to catch specific fish.

"It's a carp that jumped over the dragon gate." The woman pointed her back, "The Yinglong was captured by him in this fish basket, and she was imprisoned here."

One-stop...

Qian Yiqun took a breath.

but……

"What crime did the dragon commit?" Qian Yiqun asked curiously.

The woman said casually: "It's nothing, but she did something that made him angry."

"Huh? Is the saint also angry? Why is it so serious?" Qian Yiqun had already figured out that Ying Long was cruel and cruel, slaughtering the people, and the saints took action to surrender... Such a series of stories.

"It's nothing, it's just a sip of water." The woman said.

"Not it?" Qian Yiqun didn't believe it, "Is it imprisoned here if I can't even tolerate saliva, the saint would be too decisive.

"Well, it's nothing, it's just squirting at a snake." The woman turned her head.

"Is that snake a pet raised by a saint?" The hobby of this saint is really niche.

"It's just a wild snake..." The woman suddenly became excited, "She stole his treasure and almost killed him, but he didn't think anything at all. She ran to be a slave to others and offended the Buddhist sects in the world! Later, she revenged her kindness and wanted to kill him several times, but he tolerated her to ask her everywhere and wanted to avenge her! I want me to tell you, what's the crime of that dragon? It's obviously to eliminate harm for the people! Where did you get so many problems? Stop it!" After speaking, he actually yelled.

Qian Yiqun was shocked and thought to himself: Isn’t this all you want to say... Moreover, isn’t this talking about “snake”? It’s clearly talking about your rival! Does the saint also play with a shemale love? It sounds a bit heart-wrenching. Do you dare not stop being so messy?

"If you can swear to kill all the snake demons in the world after you go out, I will give you a treasure!" the woman said hatefully.

——It’s indeed a demon!

——Where are there monsters in this world?

Qian Yiqun's mind flashed and he grabbed a keyword: treasure.

"It is inevitable!" Qian Yiqun said seriously, "Subduing demons and demons, the mission will be achieved!"

"You can also see that I am a illusion projection and cannot be attached to objects..." the woman said.

——Shame, I really didn’t see it.

"...When you go out, go to Yuntai Mountain Macao Valley, where there is an underground palace." The woman said, "You must find a huge rock that looks like a macaque and say to it: 'Hometown Furong Country in Chang'an City', and it will open the cave door and let you in."

Qian Yiqun was both a macaque and an underground palace when she heard her talk. Since the "Journey to the West" was circulated, the people of the Ming Dynasty knew that it would be no good for a monkey. Qian Yiqun asked carefully: "Sister Fairy, there are no traps in the underground palace, right?"

Sister Fairy said unhappily: "That's where I borrowed the Yin of Nine Earth to refine my pills. Where did I get the trap!"

"That's good, that's good..."

"After a long time, the elixirs inside may not be eaten." The woman said, "Other things are of no use to you. You can only take a jade slip on the table. It contains some small spells he wrote to me. What you just said, I'm afraid the world has long been lost."

Although it was an option, Qian Yiqun still thanked with satisfaction: "Thank you, Sister Fairy!"

"Okay, I'll pass on your mantra for going out and leave. I won't see you in the future." After the fairy said that, she wanted to cut off the common destiny.

Qian Yiqun hurriedly shouted: "Sister, wait, you haven't mentioned how to use this golden scale basket yet."

"I have to teach you all this?" The fairy said unhappily, "Have you never eaten pork and you haven't seen pigs run away? I'm concerned about it, and it's natural to collect it."

Qian Yiqun took the plain silk on the table as an experimental item, and the spirit was transmitted to the golden scale basket. With a thought, he took it in. He looked in from the entrance of the basket, but it was empty inside, as if there was a bottomless abyss.

"He took three pieces of purple bamboo in the South China Sea and refined this treasure." The woman was a little lost again. "Every piece of purple bamboo can contain all the water from the South China Sea, and this fish basket is worth it." She said again: "But the stronger the spiritual aggregate, the harder it is to store it. It depends on your own cultivation."

——The saint took action and was indeed extraordinary!

Qian Yiqun sighed in his heart.

"And!" the woman sternly said, "Return the Subo back to its original place!"

"Yes!" Qian Yiqun quickly took out the plain silk from the fish basket, put it back on the table, and gently smoothed it.

The woman then became kind and said, "The mantra for going out is: Ruyi."

Green mountains, wishful wishes.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This is completely unrelated! The saint's thinking jump is really big...

"There are some miscellaneous things on the trail, so go out immediately." Qian Yiqun said respectfully.

The woman nodded and cared for her, "If you come in from now on, you will play by yourself and don't come up to disturb him."

"Yes, yes." Qian Yiqun responded quickly, thinking that if Brother Yinglong had not been merciful, he would not have come here.

The woman's figure gradually faded, just like the same thing as when Mu Taoist left that day.

Qian Yiqun was amazed and said to himself: It seems very similar, but the master is not a illusion. When he remembered the situation of slapping his back and pinching his legs, he couldn't help but sigh.

Ying Long knew that Qian Yiqun could not go down the mountain himself, so he kept waiting outside.

Qian Yiqun was familiar with the road this time. He jumped on Yinglong's long kiss, hugged his beard tightly, and returned to the ground in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the sky was about to dawn and the moon was west. Yinglong rushed into the water, rushed out of the boss's splash, and made Qian Yiqun's whole body soak.

Qian Yiqun spit out a sip of lake water, his teeth and cheeks were sweet, and he wanted to take a sip. He thought that this was Brother Yinglong's bath water, so he let go of this idea. He waited for Yinglong to float to the shore and bowed his fists and said, "Brother Yinglong, although he still understands what holidays you have with the past saints, today's strange fate is all due to the brother's success. If Xiaodao succeeds in learning in the future, he will definitely come and let you go."

Yinglong whistled up to the sky, his voice full of gratitude.

Qian Yiqun said again: "I heard that this year is a moment, and I am afraid I have been here for many years when I come back. I am going to be alone again."

Yinglong nodded slightly and made a reluctant voice.

"As long as there is something outside, I will often come to visit my brother!" Qian Yiqun said with a spirit.

Yinglong looked up at the sky, and another roar was piercing into the water. At this moment, the moon was disappearing and the sky light suddenly appeared. The lake water disappeared with the moonlight, as if it had never appeared.

Qian Yiqun shook the lake water on his body, and forced himself to laugh, thinking: It's better to do this. I don't know how much separation and resentment you have saved? For me, it's just a day without seeing you, but for it, it's another thousands of years.

He went up Cuiluan Peak, took the Qingxin Bell and the Lost Treasure Copper Coins. He wanted to stuff it into the fish basket, but found that the Lost Treasure Coins were not hindered, but the Qingxin Bell just fell at the bottom of the basket, just like an ordinary fish basket carrying things.

Qian Yiqun remembered that Gao Ren once said: All things contain spirits. It seems that his cultivation is not enough to accommodate this pure heart. He did not bother about it. He thought that there was nothing else in the cave except a dilapidated Taoist robe like a rag, so he simply shouted "Ruyi" here.

...

When the fox saw Qian Yiqun disappearing with a white light, he was stunned and thought to himself: Could it be that the saint who refined this holy realm is still inside? He summoned that kid in like this? Is that kid really the destiny of heaven? It still remembers the joke that Qian Yiqun made casually on the day he met, and his heart was in a state of turmoil.

Qian Wei stopped chopsticks, looked at the hill holding the fox, and couldn't help asking, "Where is my master?"

The fox was about to answer, but he saw a small mountain in his hand shining with golden light. In a blink of an eye, Qian Yiqun was already standing in the middle of the room.

Everyone and the fox in the room were shocked and their eyes fell off.

The person in front of me is the most familiar stranger.
Chapter completed!