"Apprentice, let's leave......"

"Apprentice, let's leave......"

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Huang Bing raised his eyes helplessly and looked at the crazy old man in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info within an hour, he has said this sentence more than a dozen times. So eager to go out, why did you break in in the first place.

The crazy old man was holding a wine gourd, his face was smeared with ash, his hair was unkempt, and there were a few blades of grass on it, and he didn't know where he had just gone to dig the bird's nest.

The crazy old man's face was full of grievances, and his eyes were shining and he looked at Huang Bing without blinking. The eyes are as clear as a newborn baby, and they seem to be covered with a layer of fog, which cannot be opened and cannot be seen through.

Huang Bing put down the page in his hand and beckoned to him.

"Apprentice! apprentice!"

The crazy old man trotted over with great interest, saying that he had a steady pace, but he had a big fall in front of Huang Bing.

"Apprentice, apprentice, let's go home. ”

He sat up with his bones, and his already ragged clothes were torn, and he looked more like a beggar.

There was excitement and longing in his eyes, and when put together with his appearance, it was hard to believe.

"How did you get here?"

I don't know why, the ghost sent the gods, and Huang Bing stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Apprentice, apprentice. Hey. ”

The crazy old man squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Why are you here?"

Huang Bing looked into his eyes and asked seriously.

"Apprentice, apprentice, looking for apprentice. ”

The crazy old man looked at Huang Bing's eyes in a daze, barely looking away.

He still held Huang Bing's clothes in his palm, and a large stain was pinched out by his dirty palm.

Looking for an apprentice?

Huang Bing raised his eyebrows, and when he rescued him from the hands of the two demon soldiers outside the demon capital, he also said that he was looking for an apprentice. At that time, in order not to get into trouble, she lied that she was his apprentice.

"Who is your apprentice?"

She looked into his eyes and asked, Of course that person is not her, she only has one master, you are Lou Mo.

When the crazy old man heard this, he pursed his lips, his eyes drooped downward, and he looked aggrieved.

He carefully tugged at Huang Bing, like a poor puppy, and that appearance depended a lot on her refusal to let go.

Huang Bing was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect his words to make him become like this immediately, and his heart couldn't help but soften. Xu is because she misses her master, and she can't harden her temper with this "master".

"You're looking for me?"

She pointed to her nose, clearly incredulous.

Did the mad old man trespass into the Demon Palace to find her? How did he know that she was in the Demon Palace?

Obviously, she and Yu Wuxian woke up at the border, and there was no shadow of him, which meant that he left by himself. Why, then, is he coming to her again?

Moreover, the Demon Palace is where the Demon Lord lives, and it is heavily guarded, how can he break in in and be discovered.

The clear eyes of the crazy old man made her believe it involuntarily, but these doubts hovered in her heart and could not be dispelled.

Sometimes she thought that the old man might not be crazy, but whenever she had the idea, she saw him grab the mud and stuff it into his mouth, and her doubts were dispelled.

"Lord Night, are you Lord Night?"

A little guard came in with a probe outside, and as soon as Huang Bing's gaze swept over, he shrank in fright.

"Who are you?"

Walking out, standing in front of the little guard, Huang asked coldly.

Although she is now Shen Xichen's personal guard, this news has not been announced, how can others know who she is.

She looked at him carefully, he was quite thin, but he still belonged to the range of a man's physique. He kept cowering as if she were a beast of the flood.

How could there be such a timid guard in the Demon Palace?

"Great, sir. Please go to the Scripture Pavilion. ”

He looked at her face in fear, and then lowered his head when he finished speaking.

Huang Bingxiu frowned slightly, and took a step closer to him.

"Where are you a guard?"

"Small, the small one has just come in, and the probationary period has not yet passed, the big one, let me go, the small family has the old and the young, if there is no such errand, the whole family will starve to death." ”

The little guard seemed to be extremely unfazed, and as he spoke, it was as if he were about to show up.

"New here? Who told you to pass the word?"

Huang Bing's gaze didn't leave him for half a minute, and there was a slight coldness in his tone.

"The small, the small one is the medicine pavilion, the small one is weak, so he can only collect medicine and sweep the floor in the medicine pavilion. The medical doctor invited the adults to go to the Scripture Pavilion, saying that they had found something from the Wu family. ”

"Immortal?" Huang Bing was startled, and his attention suddenly fell on what he was saying behind him. Stygian asked her to go to the Scripture Pavilion?

"Where's the Scripture Pavilion? Take me there!"

For a moment, anxiety and apprehension welled up in her heart, and she even forgot the suspicion she had about the little guard before.

Sure enough, as soon as she encountered something about Shen Xichen, she was in a mess. She only knew that if the Immortal really found something about the Wu Clan, then maybe the Immortal Xichen would have a way to recover.

At this time, her heart was anxious, joyful, excited, and entangled with apprehension, and she had no time to think.

The crazy old man was in the house, watching Huang Bing walk out, and he also went out, only to see the back of her and others leaving in a hurry.

"Great, my lord, the Scripture Pavilion has arrived. This is not a place that is small, and it seems that you can go to a place that can only be entered by an adult. ”

Under the leadership of the little guard, we came to the Scripture Pavilion. The huge octagonal eaves extend out, and each pillar is carved with exquisite patterns. There is a huge plaque hanging above, with three large characters written from right to left, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Huang Bing waved his hand, focusing on the matter of finding the Wu Clan's record.

The door of the Scripture Pavilion is held by the four demon soldiers, and the guns and halberds are in hand. Seeing Huang Bing coming, they all accepted their weapons and let them go.

Huang Bing didn't think much about it, but thought it was specially instructed by the Immortal. Indeed, with the status of the Immortal in the Demon Palace, he does have this ability.

The Scripture Pavilion also inherits the style of the entire magic capital, and the overall tone is dark purple, so those exquisite relief murals also look a little heavy in the dark purple environment.

The first floor was empty, not a single person, not even a bookshelf, a book. If it weren't for the words on the plaque, she would have wondered if it was the Scripture Pavilion. How can there be a scripture pavilion without a book?

There was a click, and the sound of a suspected book falling sounded.

Huang Bing followed the sound and looked over, and saw a wooden ladder hidden in the corner. The wooden ladder winds its way up, and only a small section can be seen.

Huang Bing knew in his heart, it turned out that there was a second floor! I wanted to come to this wooden ladder to build it in a hidden place, so that people would not find it easily.

Fortunately, the voice just now, otherwise, she wouldn't have seen it so quickly. (To be continued.) )