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Penglai.

Zhang Jiuling, the head of Penglai, was meditating in the house with the dust in his arms. Suddenly lightning and thunder, heavy rain fell, and windows crackled. Zhang Jiuling opened his eyes, got up from the futon, came to the window, propped up the window leaves, and looked into the distance.

Zhang Jiuling's room is quite high, and when he views the scenery from the window, there is no obstacle in front of him, on the contrary, the mountains and forests of Penglai Xiandao can be included in his eyes. If you look a little farther away, you will see the endless sea.

The window was open to the east, Zhang Jiuling saw the lightning flickering and extinguishing from time to time, and heard the sound of thunder and rainfall, his face that was not shocked gradually had a trace of solemnity, and sighed softly for a long time: "The heavy rain is coming suddenly, enveloping the mountains and seas, and the mountain people have to dodge?"

From time to time, a young voice sounded outside the door, "Master, there is an urgent report." ”

Zhang Jiuling said lightly: "Come in." ”

Entering the door is Zhang Jiuling's disciple, who ranks second among the disciples of Penglai's generation, and in the case that the eldest disciple Zhang Yunhe has gone to Laizhou, it is this second disciple who is now taking care of the daily affairs of Penglai Daomen.

The second disciple stood still in the room, and then said unhurriedly: "There is a vision in the Taoist temple of Dusting Mountain. ”

Hearing the words of Dustpan Mountain, a strange color flashed in Zhang Jiuling's eyes, that was the place he didn't want to mention, because there was a person living in that place, which made Penglai Daomen reluctant to mention it, but the more he didn't want to mention it, the more it showed that this person was not simple.

Zhang Jiuling's expression was as usual: "What kind of vision?"

"It is reported that in recent days, there are often clouds and fog on the dustpan mountain, and the aura fluctuations are extremely strong, but what is in the clouds and mist, our people have not seen clearly, but only faintly perceived, as if there is a dragon out of the sea. The second disciple said in a deep voice.

Zhang Jiuling's eyes changed slightly: "Jiaolong goes to sea?

The second disciple hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "That person on the Dustpan Mountain is already close to my Penglai. When he was respected by his teacher and left, he lived in seclusion in the mountains all these years, and he never made any noise, but the disciple always felt that this person would not be willing to be mediocre. ”

Thinking of the old past, Zhang Jiuling's expression was not worried, it was not a pleasant memory for him, he pondered for a moment, and snorted coldly: "What if you are not willing to be mediocre, your own cultivation has not made an inch, and the two disciples who have been trained are also mediocre in qualifications, how can you compare with my sect's eldest and youngest master? Could it be that he still wants revenge?"

The second disciple asked tentatively, "What does the master mean?"

Zhang Jiuling came to the window, groaned for a while, and said after a long time: "Now is a critical period, King An is menacing, and he wants to make waves in Pinglu, and the energy of my Daomen is all about subduing this demon." Although there is nothing to worry about, we can't sit idly by, and it's time to move the chess piece we arranged. ”

The second disciple's face changed, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and now he even looked cautious when he spoke: "What does the master mean, let the master make a move?"

Zhang Jiuling had already made up his mind, so his mood calmed down, and he said lightly: "It's better to kill by mistake than to let go." ”

The second disciple frowned: "Yes." ”

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Although the Taoist temple is in disrepair and looks dilapidated, it has always been refreshing and clean, if not, it is not said to cure diseases and save people, people live in a sloppy environment, it is good to be able to ensure that they do not get sick.

However, since Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang left the Taoist temple, the inside and outside have become dirty day after day. It stands to reason that a person's range of activities is not large, and in less than a month, it will not make the Tao look unsightly, but all of this has made the brown skin old Tao do it.

The brown-skinned old Taoist didn't care about this, for him, after Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang left, he could still guarantee that he would not go hungry, which was already a great luck, as for cleaning the Taoist temple or something, it was not in his consideration at all.

Holding his trouser belt, he ran out of the thatched house outside the courtyard wall, hunched over, and looked at the unrecognizable vegetable garden in the heavy rain, and couldn't help but shudder.

This Su Emei has been waiting for more than ten years, and the neat vegetable garden that she picked up is like being arched by a wild boar at the moment, and it is not in shape, many seasonal vegetables are crooked, there is a lack of a piece here, a lump is missing there, but there is no coherent.

"If Xiao Nizi sees this, she will have to drag the kitchen knife out of the kitchen to chase me. When the brown-skinned old man said this, he clearly had a palpitating tone, but there was a flower-like smile on his face, and he was a little proud.

A bolt of lightning fell, reflecting the obscene appearance of the brown-skinned old man, and he raised his head in the middle of the ring, glanced at the dark sky, and said lazily: "What are you doing with thunder, and you can't kill me, what's the use of being loud." ”

The brown-skinned old man looked a scoundrel, and his mouth kept grunting, and he didn't know who he was saying bad things about. At this time, his stomach rang out inappropriately, and the brown-skinned old man remembered that he had just eaten a meal today, which made him instantly turn into a bitter gourd face, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

"Well, let's go get some food, you can't go to bed hungry. "The old brown skin road walked down the wet path, slipped into the vegetable garden, picked a handful of them from east to west, picked them up, and occasionally stepped on a piece of them, and from time to time Nunu muttered that he hated that the vegetables were not fat enough.

When he was about to enter the door with a large handful of vegetables, there was a sudden rush of panicked footsteps in the forest next to him, and then a voice sounded: "Dao Chief!

The brown-skinned old man fixed his eyes, first smiled, and then looked surprised.

It is the hunters who often visit the Taoist temple and bring some spirits and game from time to time to satisfy the cravings of the brown-skinned old Taoist.

After all, the brown skin old road has known him for many years, and he is the person he is most familiar with except for Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, who is very cordial on weekdays, and when he saw the other party stumbling out of the woods, the brown skin old road hurriedly greeted him.

"What's the matter? How did you come out of the woods?" asked the brown-skinned old man, carrying the vegetables.

"Alas, don't mention it, it's all because of this sudden heavy rain, which caused me to fall in the woods, and was chased by a wild boar, and almost lost my life!" Orion walked out of the woods, looking very embarrassed, covered in mud and scars, and his hair was in disarray, "I can't go down the mountain tonight, and I was chased to this neighborhood, so I thought of coming to the Taoist to spend the night." ”

The brown-skinned old man pursed his lips, but he looked unhappy: "That's no wine, make me happy in vain...... Forget it, come in, just ready to pick up some food. ”

"Daoist, you're too powerful, aren't you, you're not happy if you don't have a relationship?" Orion came to the side of the brown skin old road and quipped very enthusiastically.

The brown-skinned old man smiled: "Where is it, there is a fly in the ointment......"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, because a sharp white light had flashed from Orion's hand, and instantly reached the waist of the brown skinned old man, and the brightness of the moment outlined Orion's calm and murderous eyes vividly.

......

The bright light of lightning made the negative kendo man standing in the courtyard look not only out of the ordinary, but also mysterious, and even more terrifying.

Wei Nianci watched Wei Shi Nan offer the hero post with both hands, and a ridiculous idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Father took the hero's post and handed it over to Penglai Daomen, so will the Tsing Yi Yamen who posted the post anger the Wei family and break into the mansion in the middle of the night and kill us all?

This absurd idea seems bizarre, but in fact, it appears very naturally in Wei Nianci's mind, and as soon as it flashes, it spreads inhibitibly, and Wei Nianci's hands and feet are cold in an instant.

She couldn't help but think of the scene in the small town restaurant, the seemingly gentle and jade-like, harmless man in the Xuanpao, in the face of Xu Xianjian's provocation and her calculations, he never showed half of his anger, let alone fight.

But the more this happened, it seemed that Xu Xianjian's last slap on her was extremely powerful and unacceptable.

If you think about it from another angle, Xu Xianjian was injured by the other party at the beginning, or she was driven away by the other party's arrogance at the beginning, then even if the subsequent encounter was more unbearable, she would not feel so unacceptable, right?

If this is the case, Wei Nianci's fear of the Xuanpao Gongzi will not be as deep as when he looks back on it afterwards.

Especially on the way back, I heard a lot of rumors about the Tsing Yi Yamen, and Wei Nianci's fear of the Xuanpao Gongzi was even deeper, she knew very well that the really vicious and biting dogs would not bark.

It is highly likely that she walked around the ghost gate without knowing it.

So from beginning to end, is the silent Xuanpao Gongzi more terrifying than the aggressive Taoist in front of him? If so, is the Tsing Yi Yamen behind the Xuanpao Gongzi even more worthy of fear?

In a moment's trance, Wei Nianci shouted: "Father, the post can't be given to them! I can't offend the Tsing Yi Yamen!"

Wei Shinan's hand stiffened, and he looked back at Wei Nianci in confusion.

It was just a moment of puzzlement, he soon felt the murderous aura of the Taoist in front of him, and he couldn't help shaking his hands, and hurriedly shouted angrily: "Shut up! Who made you speak?!"

was scolded by Wei Shinan, and Wei Nianci came back to his senses.

Only then did she realize that her back was already cold.

It turned out that her fear of the black-robed boy had reached this point.

Wei Nianci was in a trance for a while.

You should be thankful for what she said. Because if it weren't for her words, today's Wei family would be miserable. ”

Wei Shi Nan just turned around, and when he heard this voice, he was immediately stunned.

Not only was he stunned, but the Penglai Dao people in front of him were also stunned.

That sentence was obviously not said by a Taoist.

The one who speaks, stands outside the door.

It was a man leaning against a pillar in the hallway, holding a knife in both hands and wearing a hat on his head.

Raindrops are dripping from the hat.

And in the courtyard outside the corridor, I don't know when, there were already several more people in the same costume.

Not only in the courtyard, but also on the roof.

These people are dressed in the same way.

Tsing Yi, hat, with a knife.

Wei Shi Nan is very familiar with the outfits of these people.

Because tonight, he's already met each other once.

Tsing Yi Yamen!

The Taoist in front of Wei Shi Nan turned around and saw this scene, his face changed, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "You are the Tsing Yi Yamen, what do you want to do?"

"What? The man leaning against the pillar slowly pulled the knife out of the sheath, his voice has been very smooth, without the slightest fluctuation, just like heavy rain, without emotion, but when the long knife came out of the sheath, he suddenly moved, a flat accent, and suddenly full of the aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse: "Kill you!"

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