The moon is in the sky, the sky is cloudless, Rao is so cold and silent, making people feel restless in the winter night, there is still sandalwood lingering in this small restaurant, calm and concentrate.

The Taoist hall is not big but has all the organs, the tall Sanqing ancestor statue stands in front of the hall with a golden body, although the golden furnace is burned out, but there is still residual incense, and there is a person sitting cross-legged in front of the Sanqing ancestor.

This person is dressed in a navy blue robe, his long hair is tied back of his head, and there is no messiness in the middle, which shows that his usual behavior is as meticulous and neat as his body.

The man looked like he was in his 20s, but between his eyebrows showed the maturity and stability that he should not have at this age, he slowly opened his lightly closed eyes, and then a cool breeze hit from behind him.

"Why don't you sleep late at night?"

The man didn't look back and didn't get up, he just moved his lips and murmured slightly, and the person who pushed the door behind him looked a little cramped and uneasy, this was a child, a little boy was seven or eight years old, and he was also wearing a uniform, and his honest and immature face looked extremely cute.

“... Master, I have a nightmare. ”

"If you don't want it, you are strong. ”

The man was not at all kinder because of the little boy's timid performance, but there was a hint of sternness in his tone after hearing that the little boy was afraid because of the nightmare.

"Master... I understand that, but... But Li Shanren said that this is a dream... Yes, what is the subconscious, what is coming, what he said is so mysterious, I forgot, anyway... This thing, master, is not something I can control. ”

The little boy crept into the room, closed the door casually, sat cross-legged beside the man, and began to close his eyes and recuperate in style.

"I usually practice lazily, but now I'm sharp, let me go back to sleep. ”

"Master, you can't be jealous, if you swear to the ancestor, you will definitely be given a thunderstorm. ”

The man was not calm this time, he turned his head and glared at the little boy angrily, his hand was raised high, and he hit the back of the boy's head with a snap.

"Little rabbit cub, deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, how can there be an apprentice who looks forward to the master being struck by lightning, I think you are tired and crooked!"

Seeing that the master was really angry, Xiao Daotong jumped up, covering the back of his head and screaming while hiding.

"Master! Master! Practice! Pure heart and few desires, no desire is rigid, don't jump your feet! Break the Tao!"

The young man was so angry that he flicked his sleeves casually, and the little boy seemed to be pressed down from the top of his head by an invisible force, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and fell to the ground with a click, and then his hands and feet were weak, and he had no power to dodge.

“... If you can't say it, you can't scold it, you can't run away, and you start to show off your little bit of Taoism, what kind of ability is it!"

"Little rabbit cub, aren't you looking forward to me being robbed by thunder? Okay, Lao Tzu will give you a wooden robbery today!"

The boy was a little puzzled, what was the wooden robbery, why had he never heard the master mention it, and he turned his head hard, and after watching the master pull out a wooden stick from the bamboo building on the side, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is a wooden robbery.

It was indeed more terrible than the thunderstorm.

"Master, Master, spare your life!"

"Now that you know how to beg for mercy, tell you that you don't listen, and you don't want to let you learn the avenue, today in front of the ancestor, Lao Tzu will take a good time for you!"

The Taoist was just about to raise the wooden stick and slap it on the back of the little Taoist boy, when suddenly, the candle flame in the entire room suddenly dimmed at the same time, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment, the light was restored again.

Rao is moment, but it has already made the Taoist frown, he pinched his fingers, and the uneasy look between his eyebrows was even worse.

"Master, master, you, you are fighting, where did you learn the bad tricks, whether you want to fight or not, it is the most painful!"

Xiao Daotong closed his eyes tightly, thinking that the heartache would come soon, he had mobilized all the nerves in his body to concentrate on his back, just to meet this catastrophe, but left and right, there was no reaction behind him... But this kind of pain that does not know when it will come is the essence of pain.

The so-called waiting for death is more painful than death, that's what it means.

"Little rabbit, you get me up, go back to sleep, Lao Tzu will clean you up tomorrow. ”

The Taoist scolded in his mouth, but there was no ambiguity in his hands, and he helped the Taoist boy up and pushed him away from the temple.

"Master... You, if you don't fight today, it's not good if you don't fight tomorrow, I know it's wrong, I'll make you breakfast tomorrow morning. ”

"Roll the calves!"

The Taoist impatiently drove the Taoist away and then slammed the door shut.

The moment he closed the door, the entire temple instantly became eerie, and the Taoist finger moved at will, suddenly forming a sword finger, and pointed fiercely at a dark corner of the temple.

An instant "ouch" sounded in the corner

After this sound, the Daoist's expression softened, but the next moment, he changed into an extremely impatient appearance.

"Climb out for Lao Tzu, no matter how sneaky it is, believe it or not, this seat will directly beat your Yuan Shen to pieces. ”

A figure slowly walked out of the corner, and an old man dressed in white bowed respectfully to the young Taoist: "... True martial arts person, this temper is still as big as ever. ”

The Taoist was not polite to the old man in white, but sneered: "It's good to say, if you had changed Lao Tzu ten years ago, you would have turned into a dust in this world." ”

"Yes, yes, the Taoist has a big temper and greater ability, and the little old man does not dare to understand it. ”

"There's something to talk about, there's a fart..."Speaking of this, the Taoist hesitated a little, paused for a moment and said, "Get out of the mountain and put it down." ”

The old man in white approached the Taoist with a smile and said in a very low voice: "... I.. There's big news... It's about..."

The Taoist raised his hand without waiting for him to finish speaking: "Stop Lao Tzu, isn't your news just the disputes between those families?

The old man seemed to have been seen through his thoughts, a little embarrassed, and when the Taoist saw his appearance, he snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu just said, you are a small Baita Mountain monk, a mountain spirit and a wild monster, and you dare to come to Lao Tzu's Sanqing statue to spread wild, this Lu family child is becoming more and more domineering." ”

When the white-robed old man heard this, he was a little displeased, but he couldn't afford to provoke the powerful man in front of him, so he shook his waist again, put his waist very low, and said respectfully: "... Road... Calm the anger, the children of the Lu family asked the old children to come, not for his family's affairs..."

"Hey, Lu Ye, Lao Tzu said that you don't have any dissatisfaction, you don't have the ability to fart, you follow those families all day long, do you really think that others treat you as a guest?

The white-robed old man's face was extremely ugly, but he knew the character and temper of this person, if he contradicted half a sentence at this moment, he was afraid that his tower would not be able to be saved.

“... The Taoist laughed... Old... This time, it's really not because of the Lu family... You, just listen to me, if you think what I said is wrong, Lao Er will go back and throw the top of my Baita Mountain into the Yangtze River, how about it?"

The old man who was called Lu Ye was not a good-tempered lord, but in front of the eyes of this True Martial Mountain True Martial Arts Hall Master, it was true that he was not even a fart in Baita Mountain.

"Hey, then you can talk about it, I'm not satisfied with what I said, and I won't let you throw your hat into the river, so you can change the top of the tower with Nannizi of Heita Mountain, and how about swapping all your cultivation with her. ”

These words made Lu Ye full of cold sweat when he heard this, and his back was cold, this little girl from Heita Mountain was very arrogant, if she hadn't been able to suppress her, she would have gone wild in front of her tower.

If her cultivation was exchanged for her, then there would be no more confrontation between the black and white towers across the river.

This Black Pagoda Mountain, as well as Baita Mountain, are the famous scenery of C City, the two pagodas are separated by the Yangtze River and confront each other, according to legend, there are two immortals who occupy the pagoda and the surrounding area of the pagoda mountain, thousands of years later, the immortals of the two pagodas have long been integrated with the tower, the tower is in the people, the tower is destroyed... Dosan.

"Really, it's really not the Lu family... Daoren! is... It's a pawn shop..."

After Lu Ye finished speaking, he looked at this Taoist nervously, only to see that the Taoist's expression changed from disdain to solemnity in less than a second, and Lu Ye's heart finally let go... It seems that you don't have to be bullied by the little girl in Heita Mountain.

"What's the matter with the pawn shop, let's be clear. ”

“... Don't worry, I'll tell you, the Taoist can know about the recent transformation of heavy industry in City C. ”

"It's just urban planning, what does it have to do with me, as long as the lifeblood of the three mountains and five mountains and the purple life gate of the whole city are continued, this is just a small fight, what's the matter?

Lu was also anxious, stomped his feet and explained: "The Taoist Hugh wants to play tricks on the old man...! The Taoist listens to me..."

Lu Ye almost greeted the whole family of this true martial artist in his heart, the cultivator has a pure heart and few desires, his heart is calm, and he has the courage of Mount Tai to collapse in front of him and his face does not change, how can this person in front of him catch and bite who like a mad dog?

"Pawn shops are naturally in the planning... You know what that means..."

"Yo, the Lu family's children, you have a lot of skills, dare to touch Chang Ziming's place?"

The surprise of the true martial arts people this time is true, no matter how powerful the Lu family is, it is just a family with more power and some fur doors, how can they really dare to move the idea of the old mansion?

"It's not that the Lu family wants to move his land... I said Immortal Chief, can we not mention the Lu family... Lao Er came this time, although it was Lu Tong's child who asked for it, but... This time... It's not just the Lu family... You... Listen to me... This time..."

Lu also said this, suddenly closed his mouth, and at the same time made a few strokes with his fingers in the air, and suddenly, the eyes of the true martial artist furrowed.

“... Is this true? Why does he have to get along with Chang Ziming?"

“... The grievances between these immortal powers, where can I, a little old man, inquire about... Immortal Chief... The Lu family asked me to come today... Just to let you know... Nothing else. ”

The true martial artist straightened his waist, his figure suddenly straightened up a lot, he flicked his long sleeves, snorted coldly, turned around and came to the statue of Sanqing without saying a word, and respectfully offered a bouquet of incense.

After that, he turned around, took off the dust from the shelf, and said to Lu Ye in a deep voice: "The Lu family's child is very calculating, if that adult participates in this matter, I will definitely help him, and Lu Tong's little cub must know that things will develop like this, so he will let such an old thing come to me to chew on the root of his tongue." ”

After a pause, he added with some embarrassment: "It's just that the pawn shop is a big matter, and Chang Ziming is not an ordinary person, I can only discuss with him, everything, point to point, if I can't persuade him to make any concessions, then I won't participate in this matter, I hope that the lord understands." ”

Lu also leaned down respectfully, and at the end, he raised his head and asked.

“... Immortal Chief, what is the relationship between that Lord and you, and in such a major matter, you would choose to help him instead of the Chang family... This... It's not the same as you're used to. ”

The true martial artist flicked his sleeves and laughed.

"The road is impermanent. ”