Tong Yan looked at the Dao Shi coldly, and snorted lightly: "Dao Chief, it seems that I not only underestimated you, but also misjudged you. Tell me, what is your intention in luring me into your house? Who are you? ”

Hearing this, the Daoist smiled and said, "Young Sect Master is angry, Poor Dao is not a bad person, I am really a monk." As for why you are invited here, it is just a matter of trust and loyalty. ”

"Entrusted? By whom? ”

The Daoist smiled slightly, "Young Sect Master, don't be impatient for the time being. When we're done eating together, the person who asked me to come will arrive. ”

When Tong Yan heard this, he immediately said unhappily: "Dao Chief, you can't help but be upright enough, right?" As the saying goes, if a monk doesn't speak, you are also worthy of being called a monk? Give me back what I have, or don't blame my men for being ruthless! ”

As soon as the Dao priest saw that Tong Yan was about to make a move, he hurriedly explained: "Young Sect Master, Poor Dao really has no malicious intentions. Your magic weapon has been put away by me. As soon as you see that man, I will return your weapon to you with both hands. Otherwise, even if you kill me now, I'm afraid you won't be able to find that magic weapon. In addition, if Poor Dao really wants to lie to you all the time, he won't reveal your true identity just now. Do you say yes and no? ”

Tong Yan forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Okay, then I'll accompany you and wait for that person." When the time comes, if you dare to dominate my magic weapon and refuse to give it. Not only you, but even your woman don't want to live! ”

As soon as the sound fell, the door was opened.

"Look at you, what are you arguing about? The meal is ready, so hurry up and eat it while it's hot? ”

The Daoist glanced at his daughter-in-law, then raised his legs and walked in front of Tong Yan and said, "Little brother, my daughter-in-law's craftsmanship is a must." Since you're here today, you have to taste whatever you say. Rest assured, there is certainly no poison in the food. Linglong, hurry up and get my wine out of the collection. Today I'm going to stay drunk with my little brother! ”

Hearing this, Linglong chuckled: "Where do you need to be reminded, it has long been placed on the table." Okay, I've got some soup left, so you two can go to the dining room by yourself. ”

Watching the young woman named Linglong leave, Tong Yan said softly: "I'll believe you again, I hope you do it yourself!" ”

The Great Dao priest stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said with a slight smile: "Young Sect Master, don't worry, Poor Dao has such a wife, I am not willing to die." Hurry up and please, the food is still better to eat hot, and the taste will be bad when it is cold. ”

Tong Yan nodded slightly, no longer bothered with him, and turned around and walked out of the living room directly.

The dining room of the Dadaoshi's house is located in a room outside the door, which is also very spacious, and the decoration is also high-end and high-end.

There were eight dishes on the big round table, including chicken, fish, and meat, as well as a jar of wine whose name I don't know what it was.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Tong Yan, who had been hungry for several days, unconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips.

Seeing this, the Daoist hurriedly spoke: "Young Sect Master, you're welcome, sit down quickly." Coarse tea and light rice, if you are not well cared for, please bear with me. ”

Hearing this, Tong Yan did not hesitate, and immediately sat down on the chair.

Daoist picked up the wine jar, poured a glass of wine for him, and then said with a slight smile: "Young Sect Master, I heard that you went to Meili Snow Mountain a few days ago, I don't know what you have gained?" ”

When Tong Yan heard this, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly: "Dao Elder is really wise, he is so familiar with my whereabouts. Is it also calculated? ”

When the Daoist heard this, he hurriedly defended: "Poor Dao only knows a little bit about divination, and he really doesn't have that ability. As for why I know, it was actually someone else who told me. The young sect master bravely climbed the Meili Snow Mountain for the sake of the blood Bodhi, such a feat is admirable. People like Poor Dao with mediocre skills, even if they know that there are rare treasures in the snowy mountains, they don't dare to set foot easily. Come, a cup of poor and respectful young sect master, and I am fortunate to meet the famous Qilin talent, which is really a blessing for three lives! I'll do it first as a respect, and the young sect master is free to do it! As he spoke, he picked up the glass that had been poured and tilted his head to make a drink.

Tong Yan had always been worried that some tricks and feet would be done in this wine, but he had already glanced at it just now, and the wine glass was generally the same, except for the colorless and tasteless poison, there could be no other thing. This Taoist priest has always been respectful to him, but he doesn't seem to be a vicious person. Now that the delicacy is in front of him, he really can't afford to get along with himself.

Having made up his mind, he immediately picked up the wine glass, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and drank it directly.

After drinking the wine in the cup, his appetite suddenly increased, and without saying a word, he tore off a chicken leg and gnawed it down.

Seeing this, the Daoist smiled and said, "That's right, these dishes are specially prepared for you." If you don't eat it, you're really wasted. While laughing, he filled Tong Yan with another glass.

After two glasses of wine in a row, Tong Yan finally gradually let go of his hostility. After gobbling it up, most of the dishes on the table were eaten by him alone.

Seeing that Tong Yan was eating so deliciously, the Daoist couldn't help laughing.

"Young Sect Master, it seems that you have suffered a lot on this trip to the Snow Mountain. Don't worry, if you don't have enough to eat, I'll ask my inner family to make you some more. ”

Tong Yan drank another glass of wine, and then stopped contentedly.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I've eaten a lot. Now we can talk about who the person who asked you to keep me here. And you, who are you? ”

The Daoist smiled slightly: "Didn't I say it? I'm just an ordinary monk. If you have to ask me what my last name is, call me Ma Daochang. As for the man who entrusted me to keep you here, he will be here soon. Wouldn't it be better if you saw it in person and you would know? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't expect a knock at the gate.

When the Dao priest heard this, he laughed and said, "Look, people are coming!" Young Sect Master, you sit down for a while, and I'll invite someone here!" With that, he hurriedly got up and walked out of the dining room quickly.

Tong Yan watched him leave, and he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart. Who took the trouble to see him? Is it his enemy? Or is it his friend?

Just as he was thinking to himself, Ma Daochang had already walked in quickly with people.

Tong Yan raised his eyes and looked at the door, and a pair of sword eyebrows were immediately deeply entangled. He never imagined that the person who had taken the trouble to see him would actually ...... It turned out to be the ghost-faced man who was messing around with the old master of the Tricky Gate!

What the hell is this ghost-faced man? Why did he see Tong Yan? We'll talk about that in the next chapter!