Xie Lian asked, “What’s wrong?”

Sanlang sat down, spread his hands, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fuyao frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Xie Lian said, “He’s a friend of mine. Do you know him?”

Sanlang looked innocent and asked, "Brother, who are these two people?"

Hearing him call him brother, Nan Feng's mouth twitched, and Fu Yao's eyebrows twitched. Xie Lian raised his hand to San Lang and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous." Nan Feng shouted, "Don't talk to him!"

Xie Lian asked, “Why, do you know each other?”

"..." Fuyao said coldly: "I don't know him."

Xie Lian said, “If you don’t know them, then why are you so…” Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something glowing on both sides. He turned around and saw that the two of them had gathered a ball of white light in their right hands at the same time. He had a bad premonition and hurriedly said, “Stop, stop. Don’t be impulsive!”

The two balls of white light that appeared out of nowhere looked very dangerous. They were definitely not something that could come out of an ordinary person's hands. Sanlang clapped his hands twice and politely praised him, "Amazing, amazing." These two compliments were really insincere. Xie Lian finally hugged the two people's arms. Nanfeng turned around and looked at him, angrily saying, "Where did you meet this person? What's your name? Where do you live? What's your origin? Why is he with you?"

Xie Lian said, “The man I met on the road was called San Lang, I don’t know anything about him, but since I had nowhere else to go, I let him stay with me. Please don’t be impulsive, okay?”

"You..." Nan Feng held his breath, as if he wanted to curse, but he swallowed it back and asked, "How dare you let him in when you know nothing about it? Aren't you afraid that he might have some plans?!"

Xie Lian thought to himself, why did Nan Feng speak as if he were his father? If it was another priest, or another person, hearing someone younger than him speak like this, they would have been unhappy. But Xie Lian had already become completely insensitive to all kinds of scolding and ridicule, and secondly, he knew that these two people were just being cautious and had good intentions, so he didn't care. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you think I can plot against?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Nanfeng and Fuyao were speechless.

This question really makes sense. If someone is being plotted against, it is usually because they are in possession of a treasure. But the sad thing is that when you think about it carefully, you can't think of anything worth plotting against Xie Lian right now.

At this time, Sanlang asked, "Brother, are these two your servants?"

Xie Lian said in a gentle voice, “The word servant is not right. To be precise, it should be assistant.”

Sanlang smiled and said, "Really?"

He stood up, grabbed something, threw it towards Fuyao, and said, "Can you help me?"

Fuyao grabbed the thing without even looking at it, held it in his hand, looked down, and suddenly a black gas rushed to his head.

The boy actually threw a broom at him!!!

His expression was as if he was going to smash the broom and the boy into powder right then and there. Xie Lian quickly took the broom and said, "Calm down, calm down, I only have this one." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the ball of white light in Fuyao's hand was released. He shouted sternly, "Show yourself now!"

Sanlang didn't try to dodge at all, and still sat with his arms folded. He just tilted slightly, and the dazzling white light hit the table, causing it to tilt and clatter. Cups, plates, and bowls fell to the ground. Xie Lian held his forehead slightly, thinking that he couldn't go on like this. With a wave of his hand, Ruo Xie suddenly appeared and tied up the arms of Nanfeng and Fuyao. The two struggled twice but failed to break free. Nanfeng said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Xie Lian made a pause gesture and said, "Let's talk about this outside, let's talk about this outside." With another wave of his hand, Ruo Xie dragged the two of them out. Xie Lian turned around and said to San Lang, "I'll be right back." He closed the door and came to the front of the temple. He first took Ruo Xie away, then took the sign in front of the door, placed it in front of the two of them, and said to them, "Don't talk yet. Please read it once and tell me what it is."

Fuyao read to the sign, "This temple has dilapidated buildings. We sincerely ask for donations to repair it and accumulate merit." He looked up and said, "Damage buildings asking for donations? You wrote this?"

Xie Lian nodded and said, “Yes. I wrote it. If you continue to fight inside, then what I ask for is not to repair the house, but to build a house.”

Nan Feng pointed at Puqi Temple and said, "Your Highness, Crown Prince! Don't you think that boy is weird?"

Xie Lian said, “Of course I do.”

Nan Feng said: "Then you dare to keep him by your side knowing that he is in danger?"

Xie Lian put the sign back and said, “Nanfeng, what you said is wrong. There are thousands of different temperaments and adventures in the world, and being weird doesn’t mean being dangerous. You must know that in the eyes of others, I must look very weird, but do you think I’m dangerous?”

“…”

This is really irrefutable. This man clearly looks like an immortal, but he spends all day collecting scraps. Isn't that weird?

Xie Lian added, “Besides, it’s not like I haven’t tried to test him.”

The two of them looked serious and asked, "How did you test it?" "What was the result?"

Xie Lian then told him about those times and said, “To no avail. Having come this far, if he is not a mortal, then there is only one possibility left.”

Absolutely!

Fuyao sneered and said, "Maybe it's really true?"

Xie Lian said in a gentle voice, “Do you think the Ghost King of Despair is as idle as we are? Come to a village and collect junk with me.”

“…”

On the hillside, the three people outside the Puqi Temple could only hear the sound of the young man walking back and forth slowly in the house. He sounded very comfortable, as if he was not worried about anything at all. Xie Lian patted the two men on the shoulders and said, "I get along well with this kid. Since we get along well, and I don't have anything worth plotting against, don't worry too much about other things."

After a while, Nan Feng said in a deep voice: "No. We still have to think of a way to test whether he is absolutely sure."

Xie Lian knew he couldn’t stop him, so he rubbed his brows and said, “Then you guys try. But don’t go too far. After all, you are priests of the Heavenly Court, and he might really be just a young man who ran away from home. Be friendly and don’t bully him.”

Hearing the words "Don't bully him", Nan Feng's face was speechless, and Fu Yao's eyes were almost rolled back. After instructing them, he opened the door again. San Lang was lowering his head, as if checking the legs of the altar. Xie Lian coughed lightly and said, "Are you okay?"

Sanlang smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm just seeing if I can fix this table."

Xie Lian said, “It was just a misunderstanding, please don’t mind it.”

San Lang smiled and said, "Since you said so, why would I mind? Maybe they think I look familiar."

Fuyao said coldly: "Yes. It looks familiar, so I might have seen it wrong just now."

San Lang smiled and said, "Oh. What a coincidence, these two look familiar to me."

“…”

Although the two were still on guard, they did not do anything radical. Nan Feng said in a muffled voice, "Make room for me to draw the formation."

Since these two young priests have joined us, there is no need to walk to Half Moon Pass. With their magical powers, they can naturally use the "Shrinking the Earth Technique" to shrink a thousand miles of mountains and rivers into one step. Although this Shrinking the Earth Technique cannot be used again for a few hours each time it is used, it is still very convenient. Xie Lian collected the mat on the ground and said, "Draw here."

Fuyao had not taken a close look at the furnishings in the temple when he came in just now. Now he stood in this crooked little shabby house for a while, looking around, looking uncomfortable all over. He frowned and asked, "You live in a place like this?"

Xie Lian brought him a stool and said, “I always live in places like this.”

Hearing this, Nanfeng paused, and then continued to draw the formation. Fuyao did not sit down, and his expression froze for a moment. It was hard to tell what expression he had on his face. One part of it looked like he was stunned, and the other part looked like he was gloating over someone else's misfortune.

However, he quickly put away his strange look and asked, "Where's the bed?"

Xie Lian held the mat and said, “This is it.”

Nan Feng looked up at the mat, then lowered his head again. Fu Yao glanced at San Lang beside him and asked, "Are you sleeping with him?"

Xie Lian asked, “What’s the problem?”

After a while, the two of them didn’t say anything more, it seemed that there was no problem. Xie Lian turned around and asked, “Sanlang, you were interrupted halfway through your speech just now. What’s going on with the Half Moon Demon Dao? Please continue.”

San Lang had just been staring at them, seemingly in deep thought, his eyes dark. When Xie Lian asked him, he came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, “Okay.”

After a pause, he said, "That Ban Yue National Master is one of the two masters of the demon path."

Xie Lian asked casually, “There must be two demon Taoist masters, so who is the other one?”

San Lang naturally answered every question, saying, "He is a demon Taoist from the Central Plains, named Fang Xin Guo Shi."

Xie Lian widened his eyes slightly and continued to listen.

It turned out that the Banyue people were brave and aggressive, and their location was unique, strangling one of the important checkpoints on the road between the Central Plains and the Western Regions. The two countries often clashed and fought on the border. Two hundred years ago, a dynasty in the Central Plains finally sent troops to attack the Banyue Kingdom.

This Ban Yue demon is an orphan from Ban Yue country. He was rejected by people when he was young and wandered around. When he grew up, he learned some evil skills from nowhere. The Ban Yue people were awed by his magic power and respected him as the national master. The two countries fought for a long time and the national master held an altar to offer sacrifices to the sky, saying that he wanted to protect the law for the Ban Yue soldiers. As a result, the soldiers were murderous and morale was greatly boosted, and they defended the city gates to the death. Stray arrows, boulders, boiling oil, swords and knives, the fighting continued.

Unexpectedly, this national teacher suddenly opened the city gate at the most intense moment of the battle.

The city gates were wide open, and tens of thousands of enemy troops rushed into the city frantically in an instant.

The cavalry passed by, and the whole city instantly turned into a blood altar. The Banyue State Master finally achieved his magic after this blood sacrifice, and from then on, he became a "bad guy" entrenched in one place. And the Banyue Kingdom became the Banyue Pass.

Strangely enough, the place where the Banyue Pass was located was originally an oasis. After the destruction of the Banyue Kingdom, it seemed to be eroded by evil spirits, and the oasis was gradually swallowed up by the surrounding Gobi Desert. It is said that sometimes at night, people would see tall Banyue soldiers holding maces wandering in the Gobi Desert from afar. There were tens of thousands of residents here, but they gradually could not survive and moved away. At the same time, a legend gradually spread that "more than half of the people disappeared every time they passed the pass."

"Whenever a caravan passes through the pass, more than half of them disappear" means that if a caravan passes through here, it must leave money for passage. And the so-called "money for passage" is human lives. Because the Half Moon Demon Dao wants to use these living people passing by to feed the souls of the Half Moon soldiers in that city, so as to prevent them from starving and having nothing to eat and then eating themselves.

Fuyao smiled wryly and said, "Sir, you know so much."

San Lang laughed and said, "No, no. You just don't know much."

“…”

Xie Lian couldn't help laughing, thinking that this kid was really sharp-tongued. Then he heard Sanlang lazily say, "It's just some stories in unofficial history and ancient books of strange stories. Who knows if there really is such a national teacher? It's not even certain whether there is a Half Moon Kingdom."