The news that Ying Lao was an elder of the Lingxiang Sect soon spread throughout Yuecheng, and many people who had been diagnosed and treated by Wei Yuan flocked to the place where Zhao Mingcheng lived. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let the old man come out!"

"Let the Spirit Sect Elder come out!"

I don't know who started it, but the emotions of those people seemed to be aroused in an instant.

Zhao Mingcheng limped back to the house quietly from the side door, and beckoned a few nurses to send Ying Lao out.

Because it was in Yuecheng, the house where Zhao Ming lived was not deep, and Ying Lao was asleep in a daze, when he suddenly heard a faint noise.

After listening carefully, she immediately smiled happily: "Still Wei girl understands me!" ”

After a while, a nursing home came to open the door, looking at Ying Lao's eyes a little overwhelmed: "Cough, I, I'll send you out......"

Some time ago, although his attitude towards the old was not very bad, he couldn't do it if he suddenly changed his face.

I thought that Ying Lao, who had been imprisoned for so long, must be full of joy when he heard the news, but as a result, Ying Lao turned sideways, made himself more comfortable lying on the ground, and closed his eyes again.

The cries outside were getting louder and louder, but Ying Lao, who had his eyes closed, was completely unmoved, and the nursing home was dumbfounded, so anxious that he didn't know what to say.

"Yes, old Ying, I'm here to send you back......"

This time, the nursing home finally shouted out the word Ying Lao, and the title was also much respectful, and Ying Lao, who was lying on the ground, showed a slight smile that did not leave a trace.

"No, I think it's comfortable here, and I want to stay here for a few more days."

When the nursing home was so anxious that they were about to cry, Ying Lao said slowly, and there was no joy or anger in his tone.

At this time, the nursing home also realized that this kind of thing was not something that they could handle, and ran out in a panic to find the steward.

"Not leaving? This can still be stopped by him, just ......"

Directly dragged it and threw it out!

These words choked in the throat of the steward, and he just remembered that the lord had just been beaten by the king of the county because of this matter, and now he threw people out, I am afraid that it will be ......

The steward hesitated for a moment: "I'll try it." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to report Zhao Mingcheng's matter, but Zhao Mingcheng has already smashed several sets of tea sets since he came back, and he is afraid that he will make Zhao Mingcheng unhappy when he goes in now.

"What the hell are we here for?!"

Zhao Mingcheng slapped the table and looked at the woman dressed in the maid opposite with anger on his face.

"Didn't you say it, come to find the old fairy......"

The woman looked up at him lazily, not bothered by it in the slightest, as if the person yelling on the other side did not exist at all.

"Looking for an old fairy?" Zhao Mingcheng sneered, his face turned a little cold, "Do you think I'm stupid?" ”

"I said before that person inadvertently gained the trust of the county king, and you also said that things were ready for a long time! And the result! Now it's good! Snatched food from someone's bowl! ”

The more Zhao Mingcheng said, the more he hated, where could he not understand now that he was just a tool of these people.

"Planning is in people, and success is in heaven, this sentence Lord Zhao won't have heard of it, right? And...... How do you know that little lady is not who we say she is? ”

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Zhao Mingcheng wanted to sneer, but when the latter sentence came out, the hairs on his whole body seemed to stand up.

"Well, that little lady is...... Your people? ”

Zhao Mingcheng remembered Wei Yuan's cold gaze at him and felt incredulous.

The woman glanced at him and did not speak, but the meaning in her eyes was noncommittal.

"That means ......"

That old man too?

Zhao Mingcheng thought of the methods of these people, and suddenly couldn't help but shudder, he made his own decisions these days, afraid that he would offend that old man to death!

No, he can't sit still!

Zhao Mingcheng didn't care about the tea that was knocked over in the corner of his clothes, and hurriedly prepared to change his impression before Ying Lao left.

At this time, the steward was bitterly persuading the old man.

"Look, you are the elder of the Lingxiang Sect, and this Lingxiang Sect is in the expansion period, how can you not preside over the overall situation! You've been here all the time, doesn't that make those who need you sad? ”

"Look, we didn't know you were like this before, so we were fooled by those people and accidentally brought you back."

The steward looked at Ying Lao motionless, with a little more wry smile on his face, but he couldn't go up and pull directly, he was stalemate, but he didn't expect Zhao Mingcheng to come over.

"Oh, Ying Lao, how are you old? What's going on! Which of you upset Ying Lao? ”

Zhao Mingcheng's face almost changed as soon as he said it, first he looked at Ying Lao with a smile, and when he saw that Ying Lao didn't pay attention to him at all, he immediately changed his tone and began to blame the person next to him.

The steward should also be accustomed to seeing Zhao Mingcheng's appearance, so he lowered his head slightly and immediately said: "It's our fault, we made Ying Lao unhappy and caused trouble to you, master." ”

But how did the nursing home next to him know about Zhao Mingcheng's resignation by taking advantage of the slope, and suddenly muttered a little unconvinced: "No, it's Ying Lao, we said we would send him back, but Ying Lao ...... I want to stay here. ”

As soon as Xiao Huyuan's words came out, Zhao Mingcheng's face turned blue with anger, and he glared at him fiercely, but he didn't notice that the corners of Ying Lao's mouth had been pulled apart.

"Oops! What do you do kid! Since Elder Ying wants to practice here, why don't you hurry up and prepare?! Beds, tables, chairs, and refreshments are not ready yet! ”

Zhao Mingcheng's face suddenly changed again, and he immediately ordered the people next to him to go down to make arrangements, but he bent down and asked Ying Lao flatteringly: "Ying Lao, do you think I can arrange it like this?" Why don't we redecorate the house all over again? Or do you need this kind of environment for your practice? Never mind! What do you say, oh, it was a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple before......"

Zhao Mingcheng didn't mean to drive Ying Lao away at all, as a person who has been mixed up for many years, Ying Lao naturally heard that Zhao Mingcheng was mixed with what he said, but this person's skin was really too thick, and he was on par with him!

Who said he was practicing here? As long as you have long eyes, you can see that you are angry here!

"But this quilt or something must be prepared, Ying Lao, do you like silk or silk? Do you prefer duck down or kapok? ”

The more Zhao Mingcheng asked, the more detailed he became, as if Ying Lao really wanted to stay and practice.

"I don't have to prepare anything, I just like this environment!"

Ying Lao snorted coldly a few times, and finally spoke, the steward breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he started talking, don't ignore people all the time, it's really confusing the state.

"That's great!" Zhao Mingcheng seemed a little excited, "I'll immediately ask someone to inform Wei Niangzi of the Lingxiang Sect, and say that Elder Ying wants to stay with us for a period of time to practice!" ”

"Ying Lao, don't worry, we usually won't disturb your ......"

Zhao Mingcheng smiled, and was about to retreat as he spoke, but when he saw the little guy carrying the table and chairs over, he couldn't help but scold: "What kind of eyesight!" Didn't you hear what Ying Lao said that he didn't need it?! It is this kind of harsh living environment that cultivators want, so how can we disturb the cultivation of the elderly! ”

Well, in this way, it is said that he is for the sake of old age.

Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated!

Ying Lao felt that Zhao Mingcheng was such a cultured hooligan, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that Zhao Mingcheng was really ready to leave without a trace of clouds, Ying Lao was also a little anxious.

Who would like to be in such a place!

Blowing the cold wind every day and shivering, thinking about those roast chickens, roast ducks, yellow wine, and white wine, where are you still willing to stay here, now it's just Na Qiao.

"Wait!"

Ying Lao opened his eyes and propped himself up, he wanted to take Qiao, but when he saw Zhao Mingcheng talking again, he immediately couldn't help but say, "Who wants to be in this broken place like you!" ”

Zhao Mingcheng's face was full of surprise: "Ying Lao doesn't want to stay here?" That's okay, we have a lot of yards in the house, and now I'll have someone clean up for you! ”

Ying Lao didn't need to be helped, he was going to stand up by himself, Zhao Mingcheng saw this and hurriedly went to help Ying Lao in person, Ying Lao glanced at him: "You can put down your face." ”

Ying Lao could also hear that Zhao Mingcheng had a bit of sincerity in letting him stay faintly, which was the reason why he was a little anxious.

I don't know what kind of means Wei Yuan used and what he meant, so that Zhao Mingcheng changed his face so quickly, which really made him a little worried.

"Should you be leaving? I'll send you out personally! ”

Seeing Ying Lao patting his clothes and preparing to leave, in fact, Zhao Mingcheng was a little lost, he never thought that Ying Lao would be a person over there, if he really served well, what he would do in the future was not a matter of words.

"Hmph."

Ying Lao didn't say much, just snorted coldly, but his pace did not slow down, Zhao Mingcheng followed behind: "Ying Lao, Lingxiangzong has opened a new shop, I will personally send you over, just ......"

"No, you don't! I'll just go over it myself! ”

The more Zhao Mingcheng spoke, the more strange Ying Lao felt, and before Zhao Mingcheng finished speaking, he directly interrupted.

"Well, I'll have you sent there!"

Zhao Mingcheng also felt that it was too noticeable for him to send it over in person, wouldn't it be a bit worth the loss if Xiao Jinyu found out about the relationship between Lingxiangzong and that side?

This time, Ying Lao did not refuse.

He really didn't know where the shop of the Lingxiang Sect was, although he also said it when Jiao San came that day, but he hadn't shopped around since he came to Yuecheng, where did he know what kind of street it was.

The people shouting outside were already standing on the street, and with the spread of various rumors, even the oblique glance of Ying Lao that day was also spread vividly.

"If it weren't for the Grand Karcist, how would he have that expression? Haven't you heard a saying? It is said that the current Grand Karcist was an immortal in the sky in his previous life, and because he had compassion for the suffering of the world, he ran around to solve problems for others, but the breath of the gods is unchanged, so whenever someone humiliates them, the way of heaven will punish those people for them......"

"Ying Lao has seen that person's future, so he will ...... with such a compassionate look."

The most imaginative is the folk, but no one thought that this statement would slowly become the mainstream in the future, but all warlocks are the reincarnation of immortals, great warcists are more powerful immortals, little warlocks with little fame and power are little gods, and there are all kinds of gods who guard the carved beams and pillars of the garden in this sky! Therefore, the little warlock must have been the reincarnation of those immortals, in order to help the great warcist......

So much so that no one dared to provoke the warlock later, for fear that the Heavenly Dao would punish him, and the warlock's arrogance reached its peak for the third time.

"Yes, you don't want to think about it, Ying Lao is an elder! That fairy lady is just an ordinary warlock of the Spirit Sect! If you want to say that he can't escape for so many days, it's just that Ying Lao doesn't want to escape, because he knows that there will be such a day......"

The more people on the street spread, the more they were fascinated, but the old acting skills were profound, and his sanctimonious appearance attracted everyone to bow again.

Ying Lao decided to walk back slowly and enjoy this feeling of being in the limelight, so he immediately decided not to send anyone in front of the door.

The people of Yuecheng will remember such a day many years later, those people who are still young and middle-aged, one day in the future, the gray-haired people will sit by the door, and talk to their little grandson about the situation of this day, some of them like to brag, and they will also talk about themselves and Ying Lao, blowing colorfully.

"Thank you."

Ying Lao bowed slightly to those people, so frightened that those people didn't know where to hide, and saw Ying Lao's dusty clothes and shoes, compared to the face that had aged a lot a few days ago, and immediately spit hatefully at Zhao Mingcheng who was standing in front of the door.

"What has Ying Lao been tossed into by them? Why did the county guard of this pavilion come to our Yuecheng! ”

"That's it, our Yuecheng is managed by Lord Zhang! The county guard came to get involved! ”

This kind of words were said relatively quietly at first, but as the people around them were talking, one after another, and adding the confidence that the law does not blame the public, it gradually gathered into one sentence: Get out of Yuecheng!

Get out of Yuecheng!

Zhao Mingcheng watched Ying Lao leave with a smile, thinking in his heart whether he was now in Ying Lao's heart to have a better image, but he didn't expect the surrounding people to suddenly riot, looking at the appearance of the people who shouted the most, I was afraid that they would be stoned in a while.

Zhao Mingcheng was so frightened that he hurriedly hid back in the house, calculating the time to leave in his heart.

Zhang Zhongting can be regarded as a winner, and he has inexplicably more prestige in the hearts of the people, and now there is a sentence called: Compared to what Lord Zhao, our Lord Zhang is not bad.

There is no harm without contrast.

Ying Lao regretted walking half a street.

Although it felt good to be followed by other people, but it was all people who were crowded and muttering, and the voices around him were chattering, and it was not easy for him to maintain that floating image without having an impatient expression, and most importantly, he didn't expect that Wei Yuan's shop was so far away from there!

In the end, Ying Lao felt that his feet were almost no longer his own.

But there is a good thing about this, Wei Yuan heard the noise from a distance, and knew that he was back, and he prepared things early.