The dawn at sunrise was quiet, and a figure slowly sprang out from behind the Qiankun Palace, carrying a lantern like a thief, illuminating the place less than three feet in front of him.

At this moment, You Heng should still be sleeping, and the candles in his room are never extinguished, until later he said that he was afraid of the dark, as for why a big man is so timid, there is no way to know.

Jin Liang Nie's hands and feet, every step on the ground is particularly light, this is learned from the Chunhua sisters in the kiln, don't underestimate this point, especially after waiting for the man to fall asleep, it is especially useful when sneaking out to hang out on the stage. Otherwise, it can't explain the fact that the two sisters have a few mansions in private.

He leaned on the windowsill and listened with his ears up, quiet as a fox wrapped in a red fur. After a while, there was a rather rhythmic snoring sound inside, one after another, and Xiao Jin Ye scolded in a low voice:

Sleep, it's better to sleep like a pig.

Then, he trotted away from the Qiankun Palace.

Damn, he walked several miles of mountains all the way, Xiao Jin Ye recalled that he was a road idiot, not blind at all, in the early years, he was confused in Lin'an City, and he didn't know whether it was the impulse after drinking, or the functional cramps in the head, and often broke into the women's bathhouse after getting lost.

At that time, the good people in Lin'an City, looking at the handsome boy with half of his swollen face in front of him, thought that he was a barricade and an idiot, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a beautiful boy who was originally completely powerful and could eat with his face chased the bare-ass girl all over the house.

Of course, as mortals, they prefer to believe that those plump women who keep calling out hooligans are definitely misunderstanding Xiao Jin Ye, a man who can be a hooligan should have obscene squinted eyes, a pockmarked mouth and crooked eyes, and it is best to have Zhang San, Li Si and the like who don't even have a big name.

In the end, Wu Guozhang, the prefect of Lin'an, was always released from prison on the grounds that Jin Liang was still young and his intellectual development was incomplete. Those victim women did not follow, relying on the pear blossoms to bring rain, crying, making trouble and hanging themselves, roaring in court.

Naturally, the Wu Governor's Mansion is a legendary figure who can walk between his own seven or eight aunts and wives and broken flowers and willows at the same time, just the struggle experience in the past few decades is incomparable to these girls who have never seen the world. Immediately, the old man rolled his eyes and shouted in a rough voice:

"You can lose a piece of meat at a glance, what's the matter when you're pregnant!"

Since then, there has been an unwritten rule in Lin'an City, all men who break into the women's bathhouse after drinking are convicted of hooliganism and beaten to death with a stick, but there is another exception, the golden scales are not counted, there is a godfather who is the prefect and the chief soldier, and some privileges should also be deserved.

This is a bitter pain for those big girls and little daughters-in-law, taking a bare-ass bath, and beware of someone kicking the door at any time, and not showing it also constitutes a big sin of ruining the budding fantasy of the young man in the banner flower season.

Mr. Li, who had been a bandit for half his life, spoke.

"My son's ideals, Lao Tzu is the first to fully support them!"

At this moment, the white mist in Longhu Mountain is shrouded, this mysterious thing, around people's ankles, I don't know why I am tonight, but one thing is certain, it is definitely not the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon!

Jin Liang looked at the white expanse, like a fairyland-like illusion, and couldn't help but retreat in his heart, at this time, he just wanted to go back to the Qiankun Palace, it was too late, the definition of the word lost was that he couldn't get out, and he couldn't get in.

Soon, he noticed that there was some green in the depths of those horns, shining eyes staring at him, these eyes the size of copper bells, floating up and down, swaying from side to side. The hairs of thirty or sixty-five pores on his body opened in awe, and his mind couldn't help but recall the fragment of Wu Song's fight against the tiger taught by the old master:

Oh, what a big white-fronted tiger, lying on the rock, full of fangs, with five claws raised high, pounced in front of Wu Song's head!

Jin Liang only felt that his legs were also weak, he was not like Wu Song, he was a good man who gathered in the mountains and forests, killed the tiger, killed the adulterer, and after his brother was poisoned, he was still remembered by his sister-in-law who was like a flower. Poor little Jin Ye, Wen can't enter the court as an official, and the martial arts are not enough to kill chickens and slaughter sheep, but his appearance is a little more exquisite, and he is a waste snack in the Piaoxiang Pavilion.

I heard a howl of "ahhh

"Mom, the big tiger is eating people. ”

The speed was really embarrassing, and after a while, the grass and trees were moving, and an old dog from Longhu Mountain jumped out of the big room, looking at the direction where the golden scales were gone, dragging a half-dead bright red tongue, and he was stunned for a long time.

The golden scales can be regarded as using both hands and feet all the way, even rolling and climbing, but fortunately, they are strong in the crotch, and they are not scared to pee. As everyone knows, the old dog's barking scared him to the cliff.

Xu is heaven opened his eyes, the mountains are full of clouds and mist, the legs and feet in the clouds do not know where at all, actually only on the stone steps more than one person wide up steadily, this little ancestor does not know, the two sides are actually thousands of feet high, one wrong step to fall down then go to see the Sanqing Tianzun of Shenxiao Palace to eat fast and drink soup.

"Boom!"

The thunder light was faint, and a purple dragon shuttled above the head of the golden scales, like a game in the world. He was not a little surprised, seeing the whiteness of the fish belly gradually shining in the east, but here, the clouds were thick, as if he had not seen the light for thousands of years.

He walked a few steps slowly, and finally saw a mandrill at the top, the grass did not grow, the strange stones were Lingxun, and he was not allowed to take a few more steps, and Huo Ran appeared in front of him a stone step several zhang wide, and he could not see the mountain to rely on, as if it was stretched down from the sky, dark clouds shrouded, lightning and thunder.

The golden scales looked at it intently, and it turned out that the thunder and lightning were all coming from the dark clouds on the stone steps. Although he committed all kinds of crimes, there were still many deeds of newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers during the period, but he still knew the word "death".

Originally, I listened to the storyteller and singer under the overpass of my own house, people die lighter than the feathers, and heavier than Mount Tai, among which the most important thing is to die at the end of life, and the most important thing is to let the thunder to be chopped to death, then it is called not a good death, and in the next life to be a yellow-skinned dog, it is to eat!

Hurriedly frightened, he took a few steps back, and wanted to escape, but when he looked back, he saw that the road when he came had already been overcast in the clouds, and he could find it anywhere.

This time he made a big death, looking at the thunder and lightning in front of him, the dragon and the tiger roared, he scolded himself for being stupid, and said secretly: The IQ of the young master, I am afraid that he will say goodbye.

Just as he was at a loss, waiting for the thunder to strike, suddenly, there was a sound of neat and fast footsteps behind him. He thought in a trance that he had misheard, and when he looked up, he saw that in the dense fog under the mountain, a tall and thin figure gradually appeared, coming briskly, only waiting for him to approach, the golden scales were overjoyed, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and shouted:

"Big brother!"

It turned out to be You Heng, at this moment, he had a black iron face, revealing all kinds of fierce lights, more as if he was facing a great enemy, holding a long sword of cold black iron in his hand, and rushed over in the direction of the golden scales.

Jin Liang was taken aback, where had he seen this kind of formation, he said that since ancient times, he was useless as a scholar, and the saint's day was really good, his mother's master did not die in the hands of the Dongyi people, and he did not hang under the knife of the prince, and he never thought that he would be given the result by a bull-nosed old Taoist today.

It is said that Shenxiao Palace is the best in the world, and the rules are strict, and he can't imagine that he will be killed if he goes down the mountain without permission! His grandmother is still unreasonable? Master, he asks himself to ask for flowers and willows on weekdays, and gambles with little affection, but he also spends a lot of silver in white flowers, and it is considered that you are willing to exchange it at the same price. Besides, he is a gentleman, and he is also quite a believer in the Xuanmen, he spent money in the kiln, and when he arrived at the Shanmen Daoguan, he did not forget to give a few copper plates of incense money, how did he end up like this!

Immeasurable Tianzun, I am unruly in this life, the dream of thousands of girls! Jin Liang thought of this, and immediately his legs and feet were strong, he didn't have a cave room and candles, passed on to the next generation, and he didn't have seven rooms and eight concubines, so he let the Taoist priest slaughter it with his left and right hugs, which was not a complete merit.

Seeing the thunder and lightning on the road ahead, suddenly, an idea popped up in my heart, remembering the scene of Jianguo Anbang on the gambling floor that year, I concluded that there was no risk and no return, so I pulled up my calf and rushed up.

"Little junior brother, the road ahead is dangerous, don't go!"

You Heng jumped in one and performed the kung fu of the flying ladder of this gate, but unfortunately, it was so far away from the golden scales that it couldn't be stopped.

"Believe you ghost, you bad old man is very bad, if you don't run, you will die!"

You Heng was anxious, looking at the second ancestor who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he was scared and urinated, and he shouted to himself: Cui'er, the little master is running for you, waiting for me on the Huangquan Road!

Stepping on the stone steps to the sky, but a few steps, boom, the first thunder rushed down into the sky, the golden scale looked up, only to see, the white light reached the sky, almost failed to light up his pair of dog eyes, at the critical moment, a black shadow skimmed, holding a long sword, straight to the lightning.

"I'm your aunt's grandmother, this time the master is really finished......"

At noon, the sun is shining, the old Yang Tou in the back kitchen of Shenxiao Palace, is bored with duck bones to pick his teeth, he is not a Taoist priest, this blue and white Taoist robe is completely the product of drinking flower wine to make ends meet, this world has more and more patterns, and it is getting newer and newer, such as the sultry Fei Laifeng standing on the street may not necessarily be a dusty woman, and the child with his father's surname is not his own, and it may be naïve to go to eat tofu in the shop called Xi Shi Tofu.

Therefore, it is understandable for a man in a social panorama to pretend to be a Taoist priest every day. Lao Yangtou crooked his mouth, not boring, the little Taoist priests complained that the steamed buns were too salty, and the cabbage was too light, and today's white porridge drank the smell of stinky socks overnight. He was very proud, secretly thinking that what about you flying immortals, you don't have to eat Lao Tzu's footwashing water!

At this point, he looked like an immortal guiding the way, cocked Erlang's legs, took a sip of the sorghum wine in his hand, and began to imagine the scene of a few white-breasted old ladies flirting around him tonight. Fortunately, he is a good master, and he also needs to have a good time in the last years of the lion's majesty.

However, this has suffered a lot of authentic little Taoist priests in Shenxiao Palace, who do not do their homework with the three halals, get up earlier than chickens every day, sleep later than dogs, and cultivate among chives and cabbage to become immortals.

"Bold and demonic, where ......"

At this time, a short and fat little Taoist priest was startled by the visitor, and he was about to sacrifice the hundred-character mantra of the ancestor to collect demons, but unexpectedly, he was slapped out by Youheng, and he went to see the great god Zhou Gong in an instant.

"Boy, is there a fire in the Qiankun Palace?"

A mouthful of old wine in Lao Yangtou's mouth squirted to the ground, only to see that a hot and dark thing rolled in at the door, and he could vaguely see that the outside was scorched and the inside was tender, with curling green smoke, if it wasn't for the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, Lao Yangtou would be blinded by the spicy life.

You Heng gasped, at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to talk to Lao Yang Tou on weekdays, just imagine a big living person who was hit by thunder for 18 times, carrying a "dead pig" to travel thirty miles of mountains a day, it is really unprecedented, and he is not vain in the name of his generation of great disciples of Qiankun Palace.

"What do you carry on your shoulders?"

Just after You Heng drank the scoop of brush pot water in one go, he finally felt that the churning soul power in his body had landed, so he simply lowered his body and threw the golden-scaled ancestor in the firewood, regardless of whether he lived or died.

Old Yang Tou was warm-hearted, and when he saw the red clothes and gold-toed boots from a distance, he was getting up to look, but unexpectedly, when he opened a pinch of scorched yellow and green smoke in front of the golden scales, suddenly, a pair of old eyes came out of sparks.

You Heng looked down at the old man and the young man and didn't speak, how did he know that it was not his new little junior brother, at the moment his mouth was crooked and his eyes were white, and the two cheek muscles twitched to frighten Lao Yang's head, but as soon as the two of them met, they had a holiday.

Lao Yang Tou applauded from the bottom of his heart, he really had eyes, and sent this little Wang Balamb back to his hands, if it weren't for You Heng by his side at this moment, I am afraid that if I didn't take my knife, I would have to cut this little cub into the pot with a thousand knives.

You Heng wondered that although this old man was not clean on weekdays and his four bodies were not diligent, he was always amiable and warm-hearted.

Suddenly thinking about it, I'm afraid that this little cub has also scooped the kitchen of Shenxiao Palace, he heard a long time ago that the old Yang Tou, who has never made a treasure in half his life, is going to chop a teenager with a knife, isn't it him?

You Heng was stunned, thinking that his little junior brother belonged to a typical one who was not in the Three Realms, jumping out of the Five Elements, if it was said that murder and arson were still under observation, then the scourge side would definitely have strange tricks and tricks.

"You know him?"

You Heng took a deep breath and asked lightly.

Old Yang Tou snorted coldly, held back the fire, and said angrily:

"Know! Kick my pan, smash my job, and threaten him to send me to be my father-in-law if he becomes the emperor, why don't you know the person!"

You Heng was speechless, thinking left and right, what this kid said is right, if Lao Yang Tou becomes a father-in-law, not to mention the reputation of those unemployed widows in Heyang County, at least the silver of the merit box of Shenxiao Palace will be preserved.

"You take Lao Tzu away!"

Lao Yang Tou reached out and touched his crotch and lowered it, Amitabha Buddha is quite sound, thinking of this kid's means, now, he just looks at the golden scales for a quarter of an hour, as if his life is less than one or two years.

You Heng shook his head, and said:

"No, this kid has only been in the Qiankun Palace for one day, and he made my chickens fly and dogs jump, and he was almost split into a roast pig on Tongtian Road, and he put it in the Qiankun Palace, and he couldn't say that he would give birth to a mess that day!"

Old Yang was surprised, he looked at You Heng's bald-tailed chicken, he naturally believed it, but said secretly: You can go to the road to heaven as soon as you enter the door and you haven't died, and your life is hard enough.

Then, with a wave of his big hand, he flicked his sleeves angrily and said:

"Such a bullshit play, you don't want it in the Qiankun Palace, just throw it to me, is it possible that you will be satisfied with it when he sets it on fire to me?"

You Heng was not embarrassed, he never thought that this little junior brother of his family would reach the point where all dogs disliked him, and he couldn't help but blush, and said in a low voice:

"Then let him wash the dishes and basins first, and give you the old shoulder and hammer the back, right?"

Lao Yang Tou gasped, and said to himself: The cow's nose said well, and he pinched his shoulders and beat his back, this ancestor didn't make chicken feathers and shit, and he was going to go to the Wuji Hall to burn high incense and make a wish.

At this moment, he felt a little ghost on his head, pulling nine knives, grinding back and forth on the skin, and couldn't bear to sigh: I haven't sent it this day.

You Heng ghost spirit, seeing that he let go, he was busy flirting with a girl, and before leaving, he didn't forget to take a cage of steamed buns, not to mention how beautiful it was.

"You're always bothered, I'll pick him up after a while......"

Leaving Lao Yang to stare dryly, suddenly, as if he thought of something, he slapped his thigh and shouted:

"Take so many steamed buns, you kid is not afraid of dying!"

Then, looking back at the young man in the firewood, he resisted the urge to stab him to death, saying that life is too short, and if he had such a thing, Lao Tzu would live to the end.

At this moment, a small Taoist priest broke into the door, covered with cold sweat, and shouted:

"Uncle Ke ate steamed buns at noon, and let a piece of duck butt suffocate his throat, and at this moment, he is furious outside!"

Lao Yang whined and lamented, regretting that he had only eaten half of the duck, and was wondering if he couldn't find the duck's butt, and he didn't expect to spoil the deflated calf surnamed Ke.

Unconsciously scolded the bad luck, the stinky foot that had not been washed for three months had nowhere to put it, and when he saw the face of the golden scales in a prosperous age, he simply stepped on it and relieved Lao Tzu's grievances.

The latter immediately went into shock, no different from death, vaguely I don't know whether he dreamed of thousands of girls, or a big pig's trotters, he actually smirked, immediately stretched out a tongue and licked the corner of his face, expressing satisfaction, turned over again, and probably fell asleep.