On the subway, because they were afraid of bumping into others, Ye Xuan and Lao Hei both squatted in a small corner, and as for the middle-aged man, he was used as a seat by the two of them and sat under his buttocks.

"Let's go, this is the stop!"

The time to take the subway is not long, but it is not short, and in the early hours of an hour, Lao Hei took Ye Xuan off the subway.

"Lao Hei, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a suburb, right?" After getting off the subway, looking at the slightly desolate and dilapidated environment around him, Ye Xuan asked suspiciously.

Lao Hei, who was walking in front, replied: "Yes, it's the suburbs!"

Ye Xuan glanced at the surrounding buildings with a maximum of no more than three floors, and asked, "Our headquarters is here?"

"Yes, right here. The old black man replied without replying.

The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched vigorously, and he silently followed Lao Hei and didn't speak again.

In Ye Xuan's original imagination, no matter how poor the Northern Xinjiang Wumen is, the location of its headquarters should still be relatively magnificent, but looking at the dilapidated houses around him and the muddy roads under his feet, Ye Xuan no longer has any hope for the headquarters of the Northern Xinjiang Wumen.

However, it turned out that Ye Xuan was still too young after all.

Even if it was a dilapidated house and a muddy road, the two didn't walk long, and after walking for more than ten minutes, Lao Hei took Ye Xuan into a small alley.

And then... Then he turned into another small alley, and he just walked around, and I don't know how many small alleys he passed, and Lao Hei stopped in a place that resembled a farmhouse.

"Okay, master, this hotel is the headquarters of our Wumen in Huahai. ”

Lao Hei put down the middle-aged man on his shoulder, and then vigorously patted the big iron door that was already open.

"Is this a hotel?"

Ye Xuan whispered a low sentence, then looked inside, and found that this was a farmhouse with a particularly large yard, and the yard was full of flocks of chickens, ducks and geese running around, and in the corner of the yard, there were even two pigs raised.

Ye Xuan was just about to raise his feet and walk inside, when he found that next to the open big iron door, there was an adult knee-high earth dog, which was glaring at him with bared teeth at this time.

"Lao Hei, you wait first!" Ye Xuan retracted his step, gently patted Lao Hei's shoulder, pointed to the messy farmhouse and asked, "Are you sure, this is the headquarters of your Wumen in Huahai?"

"That's right!" Lao Hei stretched out his hand and said proudly towards the farmhouse: "How about the master, we have already chartered all this hotel, these chickens, ducks and geese are all raised by us, and we can eat as much as we want!"

"Good, good, good!" Ye Xuan smiled unnaturally and praised: "The living conditions are quite good!"

"That's!" Lao Hei smiled smugly and said, "This is also to deal with those little cubs of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu, if it weren't for this, where would we be able to afford to live in such a good house!"

Ye Xuan pointed to the courtyard and asked in surprise: "This, this can also be called good?" Lao Hei, when you were in Northern Xinjiang, you wouldn't all live in thatched houses, right?"

"What thatched hut!" Lao Hei said: "We cultivators, how can we live in such a luxurious place, when we were in the northern Xinjiang, we all lived in caves!"

Ye Xuan swallowed and said, "Eh, yes, yes, yes, we cultivators should indeed be simpler!"

"Who, in broad daylight, don't let people take a nap!"

At this moment, a red-faced man came out of the yard, kicking the chickens, ducks and geese at his feet as he walked.

was kicked by the red-faced man like this, the chickens, ducks and geese all over the yard began to flutter, and the chickens, ducks and geese fluttered like this, and a violent voice came from the house: "If you kick the chicken to death, I will cook you and eat it!"

Hearing this, the red-faced kanji called Dashan pursed his lips, walked out along the foot of the wall, and when he walked to the gate, he glared at the earth dog fiercely.

"Dashan, I'm back!"

Seeing the red-faced man come out, Lao Hei said enthusiastically.

Seeing Lao Hei, Dashan was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Lao Hei, why are you back, your mission is finished?"

Lao Hei said: "The execution is over, and by the way, I also caught a rabbit cub of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu." ”

As he spoke, Lao Hei threw the middle-aged man who had been carrying all the way to the ground. The poor middle-aged man has been thrown by Lao Hei many times along the way, and the shiny black suit that was originally dressed is now invisible.

"People from Southern Xinjiang?" Dashan glanced at the middle-aged man on the ground, then bent down and grabbed it, took it in his hand and walked towards the courtyard.

"Hehe, let's go, boss!" Seeing the mountain walking in, Lao Hei greeted Ye Xuan, and also raised his legs and walked inside.

"Bang!" "Oops!"

"Dashan, what are you doing little rabbit cub!"

As soon as Lao Hei raised his foot, he hit his head on the big iron gate, and it turned out to be the mountain in the courtyard and slammed the gate shut.

"Don't do it!" Dashan inside the door clamped the middle-aged man under his armpit, and while locking the door from the inside, he said: "Now there are more and more people coming to the door, and there is no place to live in the headquarters, you can find a place to go yourself!"

"What, there's no place?" Lao Hei was so angry that he almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, and slapped the big iron door and scolded: "Lao Tzu is working hard outside to perform the task, why don't you let Lao Tzu live in, Dashan, you fucking get out of here!"

The mountain inside ignored Lao Hei's scolding, locked the door, and went into the house with the middle-aged man.

"Bang bang

Lao Hei slapped the door hard for a long time, but no one answered inside.

Ye Xuan on the side was stunned and asked, "What's that, Lao Hei, this, this is our fellow of the Witch Sect?"

"It's not who else they are!" The old black stomped his foot vigorously and scolded: "It's these bunnies, they don't do all day long, they stay in the headquarters every day and enjoy it, I haven't eaten meat for months." ”

As he spoke, Lao Hei looked at the earth dog inside the door through the crack in the door, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Damn, when Lao Tzu goes in, he must eat this dog first. ”

Ye Xuan said: "I said Lao Hei, if they don't let you in, you won't go in?

Lao Hei said disdainfully: "How can this iron gate stop me! I don't want to destroy the assets in the door!"

"Don't want to destroy the assets in the door?" Ye Xuan was stunned, then smiled narrowly, and said, "I think you don't want to compensate, right?

Lao Hei stiffened his neck and retorted: "Anyway, that's what it means, the main thing is that I'm more noble!"

Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to Lao Hei anymore, but raised his foot and kicked the big iron door in front of him, directly kicking the big iron door off the wall.

The big iron gate of the two doors was kicked and flew out dozens of meters away, killing dozens of chickens, ducks and geese along the way, and even the earth dogs tied behind the gate were so frightened that they broke free from the chain and ran away.

"Master, what are you doing!" Lao Hei was startled by Ye Xuan's movements.

"What's the matter!" Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and said, "What are you rubbing, go in!"

With that, Ye Xuan raised his feet and walked into the courtyard.

At the same time that Ye Xuan walked into the courtyard, a pig-like sound sounded at the same time.

"Ahh

At the same time as Ye Xuan looked up, in the direction of the door of the main house, a black shadow flashed, and then there was a thin old man out of the iron door in the courtyard.

"Who, who killed my chicken!" The thin old man first held a few dead chickens and checked them, and after finding that they were indeed dead, he raised his head sharply and looked at Ye Xuan and Lao Hei.

"Why are you back?" the old man was stunned for a moment, and then rushed to Lao Hei with a brush, grabbed Lao Hei's collar and asked, "Say, did you kill my chicken?"

Lao Hei broke away from the thin old man's hand and scolded: "I didn't kill your chicken, what do you want to do, old miscellaneous!"

"It's not you, who is that!" The thin old man slowly turned his head, pressed against Ye Xuan tightly, and said coldly: "It's you?"

Ye Xuan nodded honestly: "It's me!"

The thin old man looked at Ye Xuan fixedly for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst out: "Little rabbit cub, dare to kill my chicken, I will kill you!"

The old black on the side hurriedly hugged the old man who felt the rampage, and shouted: "What do you want to do, old bastard!

"Master?" Hearing Lao Hei's words, the thin old man instantly calmed down, looked at Ye Xuanhu and asked suspiciously, "Did Qingyi send you?"

Ye Xuan nodded.

"Oh, that's the case!" The thin old man suddenly seemed to be a different person, grabbed Ye Xuan's shoulder, and laughed: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend invited by Qingyi, it was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't know the family anymore!"

As he spoke, the thin old man squeezed his eyebrows at Ye Xuan, and said obscenely: "My own people!"

Ye Xuan was confused by the reaction of the thin old man, and was about to turn his head to ask Lao Hei, but found that Lao Hei was happily picking up the dead chickens on the ground, and muttered while picking them up: "Hehe, tonight can be regarded as oral administration." ”

Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly, and could only ask the thin old man, "May I ask who you are?"

The thin old man walked into the house with Ye Xuan in his arms, and introduced himself: "The contemptible man is the current head of the Wumen in Northern Xinjiang, I don't know what you call you?"

"Palm, master?" Ye Xuan was taken aback, stopped and turned back and asked, "Lao Hei, he, is he the master?"

Lao Hei hugged a big push of dead chickens, and said beautifully: "Yes, except for this old miscellaneous hair, who else can be our head!"

"Master... "Looking at the thin old man with an obscene face in front of him, Ye Xuan's heart was completely messy.

"Let's go, fellow Daoist, sit in the house!" The thin old man pushed Ye Xuan with a warm face, and then instructed Lao Hei: "Lao Hei, go and boil a pot a few times, today I will entertain this fellow Daoist." ”

"Howl!" said the old black, and ran to the backyard with a bunch of chickens.

Ye Xuan had no choice but to follow the thin old man into the house, and the scene inside the house...

"What's that, boss, I think let's go to the yard!" Ye Xuan broke the thin old man's arm hard, but he didn't break it.

"What are you doing outside!!" The thin old man kicked a thin young man at his feet, and said, "Get out of the way, don't you see your guests coming?"

The young man looked up at Ye Xuan and the thin old man, and then reluctantly squeezed to the side.

The thin old man pointed to the vacant space vacated by the thin young man, and said to Ye Xuan: "Hehe, sit down, fellow Daoist, I'll go make you a cup of tea!" After speaking, he opened the door curtain and walked out.

Ye Xuan looked at a group of shirtless men lying or sitting all over the room, whether they were sitting or not, and they were not sitting.

"Hey, that fellow Daoist, sit on my side, I have a fan here, cool!"

Just as Ye Xuan was hesitating, a rough voice came from the innermost part of the room.

Ye Xuan raised his eyes and saw that it was the red-faced man named Dashan who was greeting him.

Looking down and thinking about it, Ye Xuan took off his shoes, and then cautiously walked past the people on the ground and walked towards the mountain.

While walking, Ye Xuan said in his heart: "God is pitiful, I'm afraid I'm going to the bandits' den." ”