Section 860, Taoist temples outside the city

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After Qin Tian left the City Lord's Mansion, he appeared directly on the streets of Flame City, looking at the crowds coming and going, Qin Tian had already calculated in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although it was already dusk at this moment, there were still cars and people coming and going on the street, and life was boiling, seeing Qin Tian appear on the street at this time, everyone passing by was surprised.

"Hey! Isn't this Qin Tian, how did he appear on the street. ”

"Yes, this person is Qin Tian, I saw him in the City Lord's Mansion a few days ago, I heard that all his divine power has disappeared, and there is also the matter of the destruction of the Divine Sword Gate, you know, it happened because of him, it seems that he is going to leave the city......" The young monk looked at Qin Tian and walked straight to the city gate, and said puzzled.

After the Divine Sword Gate incident, I don't know how many people are staring at him in secret, he is now alone out of the city, and Dao Jianxiao is not dead, everyone thinks that Qin Tian is most likely crazy.

"Qin Tian wants to go out of the city? Isn't this looking for death, I heard that the Sword Shadow Shadow has already gathered outside the Flame City, and is about to kill in to avenge the sword smile, Qin Tian is going out at this time now, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he really thinks that it will be okay with the protection of the eldest lady of the Zhao family? The sword shadow fell and shot together, even the old city lord had no effect at home. This young man was obviously not optimistic about Qin Tian's trip.

"Yes, yes, Qin Tian probably fell out with Miss Zhao Weirui, otherwise how could he leave the city at dusk, and he must not spend the night outside the city."

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Qin Tian walked on the street, and when he heard this, he felt a pain in his liver, why did he fall out with Miss Zhao, we don't have anything to do with each other at all, but Qin Tian thought about it, this is also just right, it can provide a reliable basis for him to go out.

So Qin Tian stopped, turned around, and pretended to be very angry and said: "What you said is really right, this brother is really right, at first glance, he is a fellow practitioner, he is usually bullied by his wife at home, this Zhao Weirui is simply arrogant and unreasonable, and he knows that he is playing with me all day long, can't I live without her?" I'd be killed without her? It's just a joke, who will I, Qin Tian, be afraid of! The more Qin Tian spoke, the more energetic he became, and it seemed that he was a little aunt who had been angry with Zhao Wei.

"That's right, I think it's that this Miss Zhao must be pampered in normal times, and it's normal to offend people easily, but Brother Qin Tian, there is one thing you really said wrong, that is, you may not be able to live without Miss Zhao." The young man looked very embarrassed and said, even if he sympathized with Qin Tian, but for practical considerations, it was very dangerous for Qin Tian to be without Zhao Weirui's protection.

"You...... You also say so, it seems that Flame City is the world of her Zhao family, I can't go on, men should be self-improving, how can they succumb to the obscenity of a daughter, I want to go out of the city, none of you can stop me, don't stop me......" After speaking, Qin Tian walked towards the outside of the city without looking back, leaving the monk just now to ponder in place.

In the dark, a person dressed as a servant looked at Qin Tianyuan's back, secretly remembering his direction, and then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

At night, the stars in the sky are very good, like bright little eyes, quietly staring at the world of Qin Tian, as if waiting for the gong of a good show.

After walking for several hours, Qin Tian finally saw a Taoist temple on a barren mountain, this small Taoist temple is framed by wood, and the outside is wrapped in a layer of soil, a very primitive Taoist temple, no wonder there is no incense.

It can be seen from the appearance of this Taoist temple that it is basically impossible for anyone to come to this Taoist temple, and the owner of the Taoist temple is also in extreme poverty.

The wooden door of the Taoist temple is hidden, and when a gust of wind blows, the wooden door will make a "creak-creak-creak" sound, like a dying old man, who may die at any time.

Qin Tian pushed open the wooden door and slowly walked in, and the entrance was a table of eight immortals that had been used for an unknown number of years, and an old Taoist priest who looked extremely vicissitudes of life was sitting on the table, eating something.

The old Taoist priest was wearing a blue-gray robe, but because of washing and washing, the robe was already blue and white, and there were even some damages in some places, and the neckline and cuffs were full of mud, which accumulated all year round and could not be washed off.

The old Taoist priest's hair was gray, and he was haphazardly tied with a cloth belt, and he didn't know how long he hadn't washed it, and he was full of oil stains and looked extremely sloppy.

When Qin Tian got closer, he found that the old Taoist priest was eating sweet potatoes, and when the old Taoist priest opened his mouth, Qin Tian found that there were not a few teeth in the old Taoist's mouth, and the sparse few were like poplars in the desert, standing strong, but they were already yellow.

When the old Taoist priest saw Qin Tian's arrival, he also raised his head and looked at him, with silence in his eyes.

"It's late at night, can I rest at your place for the night?" Qin Tian was not hypocritical, he sat directly in front of the old Taoist, and then picked up a sweet potato and sent it to his mouth, the action was so natural, there was no rustiness, just like two old friends who had known each other for a long time.

The old Taoist priest didn't speak, and after glancing at Qin Tian, he lowered his head and ate the sweet potato silently, as if Qin Tian's arrival was not as important as a sweet potato.

Suddenly, it may be that the old Taoist priest has a bad mouth, and a piece of sweet potato fell from the corner of his mouth to the table of the Eight Immortals, and the old man did not dislike it, he picked it up slowly, and then sent it into the innermost, not minding the dust at all.

"If you don't speak, I'll agree to you, in fact, it's good not to speak, so that there will be less disputes, and the world will be peaceful without disputes. As he spoke, Qin Tianbian used his hand holding the sweet potato to draw the size of a cemetery.

The old Taoist priest still didn't speak, just silently ate the sweet potato.

The old Taoist priest didn't speak, and Qin Tian didn't mind, inadvertently, a sweet potato in Qin Tian's hand was finished, and he stretched out his hand as if he was taking the only sweet potato left on the table.

At this time, the old Taoist priest moved, his movements did not look like an old man in his old age, his movements were very fast, and even Qin Tian did not grab this sweet potato.

"This is my dinner, I won't give it to you." The old Taoist priest said.

"Haha, I said you, isn't it just a sweet potato, I'll ask someone to send you a bunch of sweet potatoes when I turn around, and now you can give me the sweet potatoes in your hand?" Qin Tian didn't mind if he didn't grab the sweet potato, but instead bargained with the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest didn't give Qin Tian a chance to speak again at all, and directly sent the sweet potato into the air.

"No, I just need this sweet potato!"

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