"What else did you say?" Diligence's face became gloomy, and Wu Shiyong of the giant gate had also dealt with him a little, giving him the impression that he was a little treacherous and didn't dare to do anything. I didn't expect this group of deacon disciples under him to be so blind-eyed? The name of the Ancestor Office is ignored by no one in Tieling Peak, and if it is in Huaxi Peak, it will not work, and the director of the Ancestor Office might as well be as castrated as those pigs on the ground.

Seeing that Yin Qin's face was uncertain, Sun Aqiao didn't dare to hide it, and whispered: "They said that Director Yin is inconvenient for a big man to serve the ancestor after all, let's use the steer pig to practice first, and after the practice, we can castrate you into a eunuch, so that we can serve the ancestor." ”

"They're really thinking about me. He sneered, "Zhu Choumei, you go with me." ”

Zhu Choumei was so shocked by Yin Gongyin's neat technique that she didn't know what to say, she heard Yin Qin call her, and hurriedly followed, although she didn't pay attention to the previous conversation between Yin Qin and Sun Aqiao, but looking at Yin Qin's posture, most of them didn't go to chat with those people. Zhu Choumei quietly put her hand in the animal skin bag around her waist, which was wrapped in the plate axe she used to use, and was actually asked back from the Qingdi Temple a few days ago.

Not only was the plate axe returned to its original owner, but also the water locust spider silk that she was seized by the Qingdi Temple, as well as the crystal sword, were all courteously asked for back under the banner of Hua Ci Peak. However, the most valuable Qiankun ring and the eclipse fire that claims to be able to burn all things are missing, and these two things have not entered the library of the Qingdi Temple at all, and I don't know if they were greedy for ink in that procedure.

Without the Qiankun Ring, Zhu Choumei's big axe can only be pinned around her waist, but fortunately, this axe is also an intermediate magic weapon, and it also has the function of scaling, which can be reduced to the size of a palm, and it is not a hindrance to act.

Sun Aqiao and Zhu Choumei followed attentively left and right, and went straight to the group of monks outside the school. Lan and the others didn't look at the excitement anymore, and slowly leaned over from behind with the three of them.

Those who were onlookers, seeing that the courtesy was menacing and unkind, were slightly commotioned, and a green-shirted monk turned around and said a few words, and those people fell silent.

"Who is that person in a green shirt?" Yin Qin saw that this person was the leader of this group of people, and asked Sun Aqiao in a low voice.

"His name is Geng Fushan, and he is at the second level of foundation building, and he only became a deacon of the material warehouse of the Jumen Department a few days ago. "Since Sun Aqiao entered the Ancestor Office, he has not made much progress in cultivation, but he is very familiar with the head of Hua Ci Peak according to his diligent instructions. Seeing that Yin Qin was puzzled, she added: "He is a member of the Geng family's West Courtyard, and he should be called the third master of Elder Geng of the Lu Cun Department in terms of seniority, and Geng Liuyi, whose whereabouts were unknown two months ago, is his biological son. ”

It turned out to be Geng Liuyi's father, no wonder! He thought to himself that after this period of operation, there was still some deterrent power on the Beaver Peak, and ordinary inner disciples at least did not dare to get along with him face to face.

However, Geng Liuyi was killed by Zhu Choumei at the beginning, although after Linghu Ruoxu evaporated the world with the technique of pulling souls, as long as this matter is compared with Yan Nature, it is not difficult to deduce that Geng Liuyi has probably died at the hands of the Yin brothers.

Geng Fushan's triangular eyes stared at Yin Qin, and a small monk with a goatee beside him suddenly leaned into his ear and muttered a few words. The next moment, Geng Fushan turned his gaze to Zhu Choumei beside Yin Qin, and his fierce and gloomy hatred was even more than that of Yin Qin.

It is not surprising that Zhu Choumei and the Yin family brothers went up the mountain together, and the Geng family was naturally able to figure out that with the cultivation of the Yin family brothers, Geng Liuyi could not be killed, and the real murderer Bacheng was this red spider.

Zhu Choumei felt the murderous intent in Geng Fushan's eyes, but she was not frightened, she rolled her eyes and said directly: "This senior brother, people are famous people, what do you mean by staring at others so directly?"

Geng Fushan's eyes were slightly red, and he was about to answer, but he had already shouted in a rough voice: "What do you want to do?

"This must be Director Yin of the Ancestor Office, right? Forgive me for waiting for official business, and I dare not obey my orders. Geng Fushan put away the monstrous hatred, put on a businesslike posture, and bowed his hand to courtesy.

Although Geng Fushan listened to the courtesy speech in a loud voice, there was no strength in his words, and he secretly wondered in his heart: A few days ago, I heard from the monk in the back mountain that this kid boasted about Haikou over there, saying that he wanted to raise 800 red-eyed pigs. At this moment, he led a group of people to this remote place to secretly castrate pigs, mostly to prepare for castration of red-eyed pigs in the future. Hmph, the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts has forbidden the castration method for thousands of years, and this kid has been blinded by lard, and he dares to use this kind of Yin Damage Dao method on spirit beasts, he must also be empty-hearted. You might as well take advantage of this opportunity to make trouble, and it's best to make trouble to the ancestor!

"Who are you?" "With a straight face, he walked straight towards Geng Fushan, "Since you know me, you should know that on the Civet Peak, the matter of the ancestor is the biggest official business, and you dare to talk to me about official business?"

Geng Fushan sneered in his heart, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Director Yin keeps saying that the matter of the ancestor is the biggest official business, but I want to ask for advice, is it the ancestor who asked you to castrate the pig?"

This Geng Fushan has always been able to speak well in the Geng family, and a group of monks around him couldn't help but laugh when they saw that he was speechless for a while when he asked him. Someone reminded the old saying of yin and yang: "How could the ancestor order the boar to be castrated? Eighty percent of the old ancestor ordered Director Yin to castrate himself, and he was afraid of pain so he secretly ran here to practice, haha...... Uh......."

The monk who said strange things just snorted twice, scolded Shengniang diligently, and rushed over with his fists. Although the man's mouth was damaged, he was only a disciple in the Qi refining period, and when he reacted, he had already pinched his neck by Yin Qin, rolled his eyes, and then popped twice, and was smashed by Yin Qin's two-level old fist.

"Director Yin, please respect yourself!" Geng Fushan was waiting for him to be diligent and couldn't stand the ridicule and took the lead in making the first move, the sect forbids the law, and if there is a fight between the disciples, the first one will be severely punished. He deliberately did not hinder the angry courtesy, and even used his body to block a companion next to him who wanted to make a move, in order to make a preemptive attack.

Geng Fushan followed the voice, made a posture of pulling a frame in his hand, and kicked out of Yin Qin without warning with a flirtatious leg below. He held his own cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and took advantage of the diligence to rush into his own crowd and escape from the protection of Zhu Choumei, which was just a good opportunity to take him down in one fell swoop. As long as he restrains his diligence, and then sends the monk who was smashed by him to the side of the Warm Cloud Pavilion and the steer who is all over the ground, I am afraid that the ancestor will also be thrown into the face by this wild and lowly species!