Chapter 228: The Door That Can't Be Opened

Li Luo stared at Zhenlu, who was behaving strangely, for a long time, and wondered:

"What do you know?"

Hearing this, Zhenlu's eyes rolled, looked at Li Luohan and replied with a smile:

"As soon as this good-looking uncle entered the door, I knew that he was extraordinary!"

Li Luozhi rolled his eyes in shame, knocked on Zhenlu's little brain, and said:

"Your ability to slap horses is not as good as Master Pei's white roots!"

Zhenlu smiled, scratched his head and glanced at Yanchen, his eyes were very proud, and his eyes seemed to say: Look, your new apprentice is so easy to deceive!

Yanchen pursed the corners of his lips and secretly gave a thumbs up to Zhenlu, who raised his chin as if he was appreciated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Li Luo patted Xiao Zhenlu's shoulder and urged:

"Little slippery head, what are you rubbing? Hurry up and take the master to see if the room is suitable! ”

Zhenlu stuck out his tongue at Li Luo and made a grimace, and then slipped through the smoke to the door of the opposite wing room, and took out the key to unlock it.

Li Luo stretched out his hand to ask Yanchen to move to the opposite side, Yanchen walked to the opposite side of Zhenlu, waited for a long time, the Zhenlu failed to open the door, and before Yanchen could speak, Li Luo poked his head next to Zhenlu:

"What did you kid do today? It's been a long time to open a lock—"

After Zhenlu pulled out the key with difficulty with a wry smile, he looked at Li Luo with an apologetic expression and explained:

"Senior Sister Ali, this house has been neglected for a long time, and the keyhole is rusty and blocked......"

After speaking, Zhenlu peeked at Yanchen with palpitations, as if he was afraid that Yanchen would be impatient because of this, but looking at Yanchen's calm and comfortable appearance, Zhenlu Shi began to think about how to open the door.

The heads of the two ghosts, one large and one small, pressed together, discussing various ways to try, and then, with unanimous consent, chose to find a large rock and smash the door lock directly.

As mentioned in the previous article, there is only one disciple under Fang Zipei's seat, and it is this young Zhenlu, and after learning that Zhenlu is his junior brother, Li Luo was also surprised for a long time.

Li Luo had never seen Zhenlu follow Fang Zipei's practice, and even ordinary disciples' courses, Zhenlu was not qualified to come to listen, just like a little Taoist boy who did miscellaneous things for the Taoist temple, when asked about the reason for Fang Zi's matching, Fang Zibei only said that Zhenlu was still young and didn't need to be in a hurry to cultivate.

Occasionally, Li Luo could see that Fang Zi was going to call Zhenlu back and forth, and Zhenlu was also strange - he was always procrastinating when he was told by others, Xu was a little clever, and the child's heart dictated. But when facing the square, he was honestly sleek and tight, and his sycophants were even first-class, and even Li Luo was compared.

Li Luo didn't know why the Taoist temple had these strange rules, and he could only do some chores when he was young, as if he was not a member of the monks in the temple at all. Over time, after getting along, Li Luo likes Zhenlu, a slippery boy, very much, and often sends her considerate care.

Zhenlu, no mother or mother, seeing that Li Luo looks like a fairy, and is very good to him, he naturally relies more and more on Li Luo.

The senior sister and brother worked together, one continued to pick the lock, and the other went to find stones, Li Luo was of course reluctant to let the thin Zhenlu do hard work, so he spontaneously took the errand of finding stones.

It happened that the courtyard was desolate and there was no shortage of stones, so Li Luo picked one about the size of a person's head, gently pushed away Zhenlu, and smashed it up with "clang" and "clang".

After smashing almost a hundred and twenty times, the iron lock should not have been shaken in the slightest, and Li Luo, whose fingers were sore, clenched his fist, paused, and prepared to wait for the soreness in his hand to reduce a little before starting.

Zhenlu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that Li Luo was a little struggling with the iron lock that had been smashed with a stone for a long time, so he played the role of a messenger to protect the flowers.

"Senior sister, give me the stone, I'll come!"

When he said this, Zhenlu shook his ass away, and his face was as serious as if he was facing a great enemy. Li Luo laughed out loud when he saw this, and refused to let Zhenlu bother:

"How old are you? Can you hold this stone? Stop making a fuss, dodge and dodge. ”

Zhenlu listened to the meaning of Li Luo's words, and looked down on people, so his eyes widened and he replied in imitation of the tone of an adult:

"Senior sister! Zhenlu is a man! No matter how bad it is, you can't make a weak woman in your sister's voice tired enough, right? ”

Li Luo listened to Zhenlu's reason for rebuttal, and laughed out loud, she looked back at Zhenlu with a pampering look in her eyes, and compromised:

"Okay, good, Zhenlu is a man, and he can't see a weak woman suffering! Give - if you are tired, change me, don't squeak! ”

Zhenlu snatched the stone from Li Luo's hand, clenched it tightly as if Li Luo would regret it, and then turned to the door lock, and fought with the iron rope one by one.

At this moment, Li Luo and Zhenlu did not react - Yanchen who was standing on the side was the one who should make the most move, even if he didn't care about his cultivation, he was better than Li Luo in terms of gender advantage alone, and besides, he was an immortal existence, but he stared at Li Luo and Zhenlu with his hands, and he didn't mean to help at all.

Not to mention - Yanchen was not moved by the efforts made by Li Luo and Zhenlu to work together, only the feeling of crying and laughing.

Looking at the side face of Li Luo helping Zhenlu wipe away the sweat beads, it was so bright but gentle, fatally gentle - Yanchen had never seen Li Luo who got along so well with his children, and a warmth surged in his heart.

After smashing for a while, Xiao Zhenlu was so tired that he was panting, his little face was red, he threw the stone into the grass as if he was negative, and slammed his fist against the door frame and complained:

"This lock has also been cultivated!"

Xiao Zhenlu's words made Li Luo and Yanchen look at each other and smile, Li Luo was about to step forward to comfort Zhenlu, but his eyes lit up when he saw that the other party seemed to be playing some crooked idea.

Zhenlu wiped the sweat from his head indiscriminately, raised his eyebrows and walked to Yanchen, the expression of questioning and dissatisfaction - like Fang Zi deserving of Qingfeng to ask for justice.

"Uncle? My sister and I have been busy for most of the hour, and we are all so tired that we are panting! Uncle Shi is going to stand here and watch all the time? ”

Zhenlu's cleverness made Yanchen look directly at Zhenlu's dark eyes, he opened his lips lightly, and then looked sideways at Li Luo, before he said:

"You're right - I really shouldn't be sitting on the sidelines. But I see that your brothers and sisters are working very hard, and they don't want to attack you. Besides, didn't you just remember to ask me for help? ”

Yanchen's answer made Zhenlu speechless, and Li Luo was even more stunned - you must know that with Zhenlu's mouth, few people can shut up Zhenlu, and it has to be the kind that is convinced.

Moreover, Yanchen made fun of Li Luo and Zhenlu's slow response in her words, and Li Luo now understood, she glanced at Yanchen with resentment, and a feeling of being despised spontaneously arose.

Yanchen successfully made Zhenlu and Li Luo retreat to the side, and with a playful expression, it seemed that he wanted to see Yanchen make jokes, because this iron lock was really difficult to open.

Remembering that he had thrown the stone into the grass, Zhenlu hurriedly said:

"Uncle Shi, wait a minute, I'll pick up the stone back!" (To be continued.) )