The moment the stone heard the sound, he knew that the situation might have changed, and subconsciously moved, the speed was extremely fast, only to see an afterimage flash, he had already run behind the white-eyed old man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is your egg going to hatch chicks?" asked Stone.

"What do you say?" the white-eyed old man asked rhetorically, frowning slightly.

"Forget it, I'd better run first!" the stone rolled his eyes wide, and he was about to turn and run.

"It's too late. The white-eyed old man said softly.

Shi Shi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and saw a small cloud of black gas oozing out of the crack on the huge red cocoon, and then it was in front of him and the white-eyed old man in an instant.

"Evil obstacles, I really don't know whether to live or die. The white-eyed old man snorted, and his right hand pointed like a sword, pointing out against the black qi.

"Poof!" There was a soft sound, but he saw a dead wood staff plunging straight into the black qi and grabbing in front of the white-eyed old man's sword finger.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to fall silent.

The white-eyed old man was stunned, only listening to the stone humming in his mouth, holding a dead wood staff and constantly poking the black gas back and forth, and every time he poked, the black gas dissipated a little, and there was not much, so it soon dispersed.

"Okay, don't poke again!" the white-eyed old man came back to his senses and stopped him.

"Dead? No, I'll poke a little longer. The stone poked hard one last time before he withdrew the staff of the deadwood.

"It's not dead, it's already gone. The white-eyed old man said lightly.

"What?" the stone was startled, and looked around, for fear that someone in the black air would be ambushing nearby.

"Alas!" the white-eyed old man sighed, looked up at the sky in the distance, and sure enough, at the end of his gaze, a little black qi was fleeing rapidly, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"The old man is called Hanako, the stinky boy of Taiqingmen, you listen to me, I will come back, in order to avenge today's revenge, you will be asked to pay for it with your life in the future, and you will pay for it with your life!" The hoarse voice changed from far to near, from big to small, but the resentment in it became heavier and heavier.

The frightened look on the stone's face flickered, and then showed disdain, and the roll of his eyes almost rolled to the back of his head, but the hand holding the deadwood staff was tight.

"Cut, scare whom? I'm not scared. After a long while, the stone roared loudly at the sky.

"Alas!" the white-eyed old man sighed again and shook his head slightly.

"Senior, you shouldn't be scared, right?" the stone wondered.

"I need to be afraid? I'm worried about you! If that person really makes trouble for you one day, can you avoid it?" said the white-eyed old man.

If he dares to come to Taiqingmen, I will ask my senior brother and sister to lay a net, and when the time comes, I will beat him with falling flowers and flowing water, crackling, humming, hey, looking for teeth all over the ground. ”

"With your cultivation and three-legged cat kung fu, you can't be very powerful if you want to come to senior brother and sister. ”

"Hey, I respect you as a senior, but you are not allowed to slander my senior brother and sister! Although my two senior brothers are really not very powerful, the two senior sisters are very powerful! And they are both very good-looking. "The stone is colorful.

"Who looks better than the girl on your back?" asked the white-eyed old man, smiling lightly.

"It's all good-looking. The stone said without thinking.

"And who do you like the most?" asked the white-eyed old man.

The stone groaned, and he turned his head to look at the woman in white on his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hahaha!"

The white-eyed old man laughed, and as soon as he pinched his hands, the huge red cocoon shrank rapidly, and then it was included in the red gourd.

And the red gourd quickly retracted to the size of the palm of his hand, and automatically flew into the hands of the white-eyed old man.

"I could have killed him in one fell swoop, but your kid intervened and let him run away, so you should be careful when you go out in the future!" said the white-eyed old man faintly, turning around and walking down the mountain.

"Hey, why didn't you kill him earlier, then I wouldn't have helped!"

"Hey, old-timer, you'd better go slower, I'm still carrying someone on my back!"

"I said that the old name is Hanako, do you still want to return this dead branch, believe it or not, I will lose it?" As soon as the stone finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blow in front of him, and then the dead wood staff in his hand was gone.

"Old name Hanako, how can you be so brazen as to rob me of my things?" Shi was stunned for a moment, and then said indignantly.

"Hmph! it was mine. The white-eyed old man snorted coldly and walked down the mountain by himself.

……

Under the banyan tree, beside the stream, the moonlight is like water, sprinkled coldly, stretching the stone and the figure of the white-eyed old man very long.

"Stinky boy, you shouldn't be kidding me, I've only heard of some families that cause some children to die early or not survive to adulthood for some reason, and I haven't heard of a whole village where such a situation occurs, and besides, aren't you still alive and well!" the white-eyed old man laughed dryly.

"What I say is true, believe it or not. The stone tilted his head, his face showing a hint of displeasure.

He didn't know what to think, so the ghost envoy told the old man Baimei about the fact that the men in Xiangyun Village did not live to be sixteen years old, you must know that this matter was never mentioned in front of the two senior brothers, Cheng Caihong and Bai Xue.

"I don't want to believe a word that comes out of your boy's mouth. The white-eyed old man said.

When the stone heard this, he stood on the spot, opened his mouth and was speechless, and then showed a look of remorse.

"Count me too much, I really don't understand why I would say this to you an old man named Hanako. The stone turned and walked under the banyan tree, and saw the woman in white lying there, not yet awake.

"Click!"

As the stone bent down, something fell from his neck, a round piece of jade, reflecting the moonlight and emitting a soft white glow.

"Why did it fall out?" The stone was just about to pick it up, but it was caught empty, only because the jade flew up inexplicably and fell into the hands of the white-eyed old man not far away.

The white-eyed old man held the jade, and felt a cold and lubricated feeling when he started it.

The jade is white in color, soft as fat, and there is a small transparent water droplet in the center, and if you look closely, you can also detect that an unknown liquid is flowing slowly.

Suddenly, the white-eyed old man looked stunned, he stared closely at the word "Fenggong" engraved on the other side of the jade, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

For a while, thousands of pictures came to mind, which were his memories, which were once deliberately sealed, but now they flashed one by one like a marquee.

Suddenly, two lines of tears crossed the corners of the white-eyebrowed old man's eyes.

The stone was also shocked by the scene of the jade flying up just now, and when he saw the white-eyed old man crying, he was at a loss.

"Boy, where did you get this piece of jade?" It took a while for the white-eyed old man to come back to his senses from the memory, wipe away his tears with the corner of his clothes, look at the stone and ask.

"Where did I get it? This is what my mother left me, and you say it looks like I picked it up. The stone said indignantly, and hurried forward, wanting to get back the jade that belonged to him.

"Your mother, go, take me to see your mother. The white-eyed old man looked very excited, grabbed the right wrist stretched out by the stone, and his body trembled slightly.

The stone was obviously frightened by this sudden change, and tried to retract his hand, but he didn't know that the palm of the old man with white eyebrows, like a withered branch, was tightly clamped around his wrist like a pliers, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"It's been three years since my mother died, how can I take you to see me!" Shi said angrily, inexplicably annoyed.

The white-eyed old man was shocked when he heard this, and he instantly sobered up for the most part, and also realized that he had acted too aggressively, and when he let go, he gently stroked the stone wrist seemingly casually.

The stone felt a warm flow into his body, and his wrist, which had been red and swollen, returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now, but the slight feeling of heat proved that all this was true.

"Oh, forget it, but can I take a closer look at this piece of jade?" the white-eyed old man whispered, his mood slightly sad.

"For the sake of you helping me get Wan'er back today, I'll lend you to play with it for a while, but please remember that I just lent it to you, it was borrowed, and it had to be returned!" Shi emphasized.

"Stinky boy, you think I'm a scoundrel like you!" the white-eyed old man scolded with a smile and turned to walk towards the stream.

Shi looked at the lonely figure of the white-eyed old man in the moonlight, and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy, but when he looked at the woman in white lying on the ground, he immediately felt good and smiled brightly.

After about half a pillar of incense, the white-eyed old man withdrew his gaze from the jade stone and let out a long breath, as if he had figured out something.

And the stone also walked forward slowly at this time, with some worry on his face.

"Don't worry, she's weak, so she'll be in a coma for a little longer, but I didn't notice anything unusual when I took her pulse before, so it's fine. The white-eyed old man seemed to know what the stone was going to ask, and he was the first to answer.

Shi Shi's face was relieved when he heard this, thinking that the words of the white-eyed old man were exactly what he was worried about, but instead he changed to an old-fashioned appearance.

"I know, I've already done it myself. ”

The white-eyed old man smiled without saying a word, and his gaze at the stone softened for the first time, his crane hair and long eyebrows, and his face with a warm smile was even more charitable at this moment.

"This jade is very precious, since it appears in your hand, it is related to you, remember to take good care of it, and must not be easily exposed in front of people, understand?" the white-eyed old man admonished, and as he spoke, he reached out and touched the head of the stone.

"Do you want to warn you?" the stone snatched back the jade, fastened the loose buckle, and hung it back around his neck.

"I said stinky boy, seeing that your cultivation is mediocre and your mana is very small, why can you kill hundreds of grimaces in one fell swoop during the day?" the white-eyed old man suddenly asked.

"Why am I level, low mana? I'm an authentic disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and my cultivation is also supreme, and it's not a flick of my fingers to deal with a few little ghosts. "The stone is serious.

"Hmm, I don't understand why I would ask this with you, a stinky boy. The white-eyed old man learned the tone of the stone before, but there was deep thought in his eyes.

"Well, I have something I want to discuss with you. The stone suddenly called, but saw that he was smiling slyly, and a small red gourd was constantly being held in the palm of his hand, which was the treasure of the white-eyed old man.

"Stinky boy, you ......"

(To be continued)