In the face of a son's disrespectful words, there was no anger on the faces of the six men and women opposite. Then the bearded butcher on the third bamboo chair said sharply: "The Taoist has the 'double pupils' supernatural power, and he has come to teach the old man this time, but why has he not used it until now? Could it be that the Taoist chief is afraid of the four words 'Mr. Qingtian'?"

As soon as the words fell, De Yizi immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Big bullshit! Don't say that it's just six of you, even if he really does it again, what am I afraid of?" However, despite his words, he still only stared at the six people opposite him with his gray-white pupils, and did not turn out the pair of blood-red pupils hidden deep under the eye sockets. The six men and women on the other side stopped talking, just doing what they were doing, and let the eyes of the son scan back and forth over them, but they didn't think at all.

After such a stalemate, a large bead of sweat was already rolling down his forehead, and his face became more and more ugly, but his blood-red pupils still did not show out. After another moment, the embroidery girl on the fourth bamboo chair put down the needle and thread in her hand, sighed faintly, and smiled softly to the De Yizi in the field: "The Taoist chief is reluctant to perform the 'double pupil' technique, is he worried that once he uses it, he will be broken by old decay, or is he worried that his concentration is not enough, so that his supernatural powers will backfire and harm his body?"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a heavy hammer hit a son in the chest, and his body shook on the spot, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yizi stabilized his pace in time, insisted on not retreating, and shouted sharply: "It's just nonsense!" It's a pity that although he can barely support it, in the face of the six men and women who call themselves "Mr. Qingtian" on the right chief position, he still can't show the eyes in his eyes.

got a son who suffered setbacks one after another, and still refused to admit defeat. He immediately reached into his arms, took out another golden charm, gritted his teeth and stepped forward. But no matter how he walked forward, the distance of seven or eight steps from the middle of the hall to the right chief seat on the opposite side did not decrease but increased, so that he could no longer get close to the six men and women opposite.

Seeing such a situation in the field, Xie Yixiang was shocked and couldn't hold it back. No matter how big this little Taoist priest is, he is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, just from the age alone, he is a big difference from the former Mr. Qingtian, and even his name was given by Mr. Qingtian seventeen years ago, how can he compete with these six men and women who call themselves "Mr. Qingtian"?

I only hate that the confrontation between the two sides in the hall is too profound and complicated, and for Xie Yixiang, he can't even understand it, so how can he know how to help? Not to mention that even if the six men and women on the opposite side are not Mr. Qingtian himself, they must have a deep relationship with Mr. Qingtian, and with the relationship between the Xie family and Mr. Qingtian, it is impossible for him to rush forward with a knife and slash at the six men and women on the opposite side.

In desperation, Xie Yixiang remembered that there was still Yan Sidao here, and he didn't know if he had recovered after the rout he had just experienced. Who knew that Xie Yixiang turned his head to look, only to find that Yan Sidao on the bamboo chair on the left was just cocking Erlang's legs at this moment, slowly swallowing dry smoke, and his face was gloating, looking at De Yizi in the hall with a hippie smile.

This scene made Xie Yixiang stunned, and blurted out: "You...... You ......" Yan Sidao glanced at her disdainfully, and said with a smile: "What am I?" This little Taoist priest has a stinky and hard temper, and if he talks to him well, he will not listen to him anyway. If I hadn't deliberately lost miserably, how would he have made a move?"

Xie Yixiang was so angry that she couldn't believe that a person could be so shameless. She hurriedly took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said in a deep voice, "You...... Are you just going to sit here and watch the play?" Yan Sidao smiled and said leisurely: "When I started just now, didn't this little Taoist priest also watch from the wall, just wanting to see me make a fool? As for the present, it is just 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, and feng shui is just turning around.

When Xie Yixiang said this, he was speechless, and he wanted to tear this person into pieces. After Yan Sidao finished saying this, he suddenly sighed loudly again, shook his head and smiled: "It's just that the matter here is indeed a bit tricky, whether it is me or this little Taoist, if you blindly fight alone, in the end, I am afraid that no one will be able to get any bargain." Besides, we haven't found the right Lord yet, so why waste our time here?"

After saying that, Yan Sidao reached out the dry tobacco stick in his hand, buckled it three times in a row on several cases next to the bamboo chair, and made three muffled sounds. As soon as these three knocks came out, the already struggling man in the field suddenly took three steps in succession, and once again approached the six men and women opposite. At the same time, Yan Sidao on the seat had already stood up and said in a loud voice: "Although the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, since the master here wants to bully the more and bully the weak, then the two of us, as guests, can only dry up and go to danger together." Xiaodao Chief, just now you refused to help me, but it doesn't mean that I won't help you right now, do you say yes or no?"

You must know that Yan Sidao has naturally intervened in the confrontation between the two sides, and then entered the game with his body, and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly changed greatly inadvertently. Although the six men and women on the right chief seat on the opposite side were still doing their own things, a solemn expression also appeared on their faces for the first time, showing that they were a little uneasy about the sudden intervention of Yan Sidao.

In this way, the De Yizi in the hall suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced, and immediately snorted coldly, ignoring Yan Sidao's question, and walked straight forward, and came back to the young scholar sitting on the second bamboo chair. He shook the charm in his hand and said sharply: "I have already said that among the six, you are the weakest, because you have always been afraid, as can be seen from the Analects in your hand. From the moment we stepped into this hall, the page in your hand stayed on the page of "Yan Yuan Chapter Twelfth", and now half an hour has passed, but the page is still here. So you didn't read a word at all from beginning to end, isn't it because of the fear in your heart?"

As soon as these words came out, the young scholar on the bamboo chair couldn't help but tremble, and then looked at the page opened in his hand, it was indeed the "Yan Yuan Chapter Twelfth" in the "Analects", and he didn't turn the page from beginning to end, and his face suddenly changed greatly. Just as he was speaking, the spell in his hand had already burned on its own, and a golden flame jumped out. He once again poked out the burning charm, slowly pasted it to the scholar's forehead, and chanted in a mansheng voice: "All gods salute, and serve the thunder." Demons are frightened, and spirits get carried away!"

Seeing that a son was doing the same trick, the elderly woman sitting next to the chief hurriedly opened her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Although the old man has been reduced to a dead corpse in the mountains, he has read a lot of books before his death, and there is only one copy of the Analects, so why ...... it?"

Unexpectedly, before she could finish her sentence, the hall was filled with laughter. Then Yan Sidao also stepped forward, shook his head at the old woman and smiled: "Enough is enough! You must know that the position where this lady sits is the chief of the right chief position; it stands to reason that the lady should be the head of the six people here, and her ability should be the greatest." But Madame closed her eyes tightly the whole time, pretending to be asleep, and even when she spoke, her eyes tried to avoid communicating with the two of us. Is this a fear that the two of us will do something like this?"

As he spoke, he walked up to the old woman and continued to smile: "Therefore, the reason why Madame can sit in the chief is not because of Madame's ability, but because of Madame's age; Besides, if Mr. Qingtian has already reached the realm of 'Divine Imperial Spiritual Void' in the "Book of Heaven of Huangshi", will he still be afraid of the superficial tricks of the people who are so heart-wrenching that he will not dare to look at the two of us in the whole process?"

When Yan Sidao said this, the old woman's face suddenly became embarrassed, and a trace of anger appeared in her eyes, but she still didn't dare to look directly into Yan Sidao's eyes. The bearded butcher, the embroidery woman, the farmer in the field and the herb picking boy in the back still wanted to open their mouths to relieve the siege, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the burning charm in the hand of De Yizi was already close to the eyebrows of the young scholar on the second bamboo chair.

I don't know if the young scholar was too strong in a hurry, or the bamboo chair he was sitting on was not stable enough, with his retreat, the whole bamboo chair suddenly fell backwards, and even the person with the chair fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed. Deichiko immediately flicked away the ashes of the spell on his fingertips, and sneered: "A mere golden light spell can scare you into such a look, and you dare to call yourself 'Mr. Qingtian'?"

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