Chapter 3: The Old Patriarch

In Zhang Yanchen's opinion, the old patriarch of the demon clan in Jun Jiuling's mouth, even if he is called the old patriarch, it must be an old man with white hair and a white beard, how can she think like this, but the person she met is not such a person.

Jun Jiuling got up early in the morning, pulled Zhang Yanchen to dress up, left trot and Tianshu and others, and only took Zhang Yanchen to the old patriarch's residence.

The old patriarch's residence is not far from the temple of the goddess, and it takes a few hours to walk, an hour to ride a horse, and a half a pillar of incense to fly.

It's like living next to Jun Jiuling, if it's an ordinary person, you must be a friend!

Jun Jiuling didn't seem to be in a hurry at this time, and he and Zhang Yanchen flew in the northwest direction unhurriedly, and after about half a pillar of incense, Zhang Yanchen saw the residence of the old patriarch of the demon clan.

A corridor built on the lake, in the twists and turns, there are a number of chic and elegant wooden houses, the lake surface rises layers of white mist, covering the exposed wall roots below, covering the place to settle, ending an elegant fairyland.

Jun Jiuling pulled Zhang Yanchen to the ground, walked along the path all the way to the lake, walked to the lake, and looked at the corridor connecting the houses in the distance, the plaque on the tall wooden door only wrote the words 'Bibo Xuan'.

However, the font is elegant, and the pen is vigorous with softness and calmness, which makes people feel domineering and feel a different kind of relaxation.

Jun Jiuling also looked at the plaque that had been seen countless times, and sighed: "The word of the old patriarch is really admirable." ”

Zhang Yanchen agreed, this old patriarch wrote a good hand!

Maybe you can see it between the lines. It may not be possible that the old patriarch of the demon clan is a kind and kind old man, but Jun Jiuling has always said that her cultivation is what the old patriarch has been arranging, so it can't help but make people wonder, is this old patriarch also serious and hard?

Jun Jiuling didn't just take Zhang Yanchen to push open the high door and walk inside, but shouted loudly: "Old patriarch, Jiuling, I'm here, and I also brought my sister Ember to visit you." ”

Old Patriarch, Jiuling, I'm here, and I've brought my sister Ember Dust to visit you...... Gurg...... Gurg......

The response rang three times in the lake, and the first door creaked. Turn on automatically.

Zhang Yanchen followed Jun Jiuling's pace. They walked deeper into the corridor, and then came to the first wooden house in the middle of the corridor, on which hung two red paper lanterns, swaying gently in the breeze.

The door to this hut is open. There are two rows of coffee tables and chairs on the left and right inside. At the top is a pair of chairs. On the desk in the middle is an incense burner, on which are three incense sticks. Three delicate jade pots and plates are placed with expensive tributes, and the walls above the incense burner offerings. There is a totem pasted, there is nothing on the totem, only a gray one, I don't know what to worship.

This is the living room!

It's just that there's no one in there...... Or demons.

Jun Jiuling beckoned Zhang Yanchen to step in, sat down on the chair on the right, and poured tea soup for Zhang Yanchen first.

Entering the room like this, Jun Jiuling also used the tea set at will, which made Zhang Yanchen slightly surprised.

"The old patriarch of the nobility is so easy-going?"

"Old patriarch?" Jun Jiuling smiled slightly: "The old patriarch is not a poisonous snake beast, but his seniority is a little ridiculously high, but he is actually very easy-going." ”

An old monster who can actually be called several great-great-grandfathers, maybe she has lived a little longer and raised her temperament!

Jun Jiuling thought of the funny thing and grinned to herself.

Zhang Yanchen has never seen anyone, it is not good to comment, so he only picked up the teacup and drank it, this tea is very fragrant, it is the kind of very fragrant fragrance, which makes her smell refreshed and have the desire to drink. Hope.

Suddenly......

A purple shadow suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yanchen, and a handsome young man with white skin and ruddy skin with a little baby fat suddenly appeared three inches away in front of him, and a pair of shining purple eyes looked at her widen.

Zhang Yanchen was taken aback by this sudden situation, and the tea soup in his mouth was suffocated by the air surging up from his heart and lungs......

Burst......

The baby fat boy reacted very quickly, and an invisible barrier appeared out of thin air half an inch away from his cheeks, blocking the handsome face that was sprayed to him, which was loved by everyone and bloomed, so as not to lose face in front of the little girl.

Cough...... Ahem......

Zhang Yanchen covered his mouth and coughed, and before he could say anything sorry, Jun Jiuling, who was reacting on the side, had already stepped forward, put one hand on the shoulder of the baby fat boy, and unceremoniously pulled back.

The baby fat boy took a few steps back, sat down on the chair opposite Zhang Yanchen steadily, and raised Erlang's legs very comfortably.

"Old patriarch, you are a psychopath, you scared my sister." Jun Jiuling turned her head, glared at the baby fat boy angrily, and burst rudely.

Zhang Yanchen was frightened by Jun Jiuling's anger, and he couldn't describe his heart rushing at the moment.

This...... Or is it her kind and lively sister Jiuling? And also...... That...... The purple-eyed boy who looked the same age as her was ...... Old patriarch?

"Jun Jiuling, you are only insane, you scared your sister." The old patriarch pursed his lips disdainfully and sneered at each other.

Jun Jiuling looked back at Zhang Yanchen, and immediately saw Zhang Yanchen's expression as if he had been struck by lightning, and immediately smiled, scratching the back of his head with his backhand.

"Ember Dust, let me introduce you, this guy who looks like a little fart child for the old disrespect, is the old patriarch I told you, and he is honored as the immortal."

The spirit said: "Dead girl, what is a little kid-like guy?" You don't respect the elderly. ”

Jun Jiuling ignored Lingyu's words that seemed to scold but didn't mean to scold at all, sat down on the chair next to Zhang Yanchen, and said to Lingyu: "Old patriarch, this is my sworn sister, Zhang Yanchen, a monk from Yin Yang Valley. ”

"It's an honor to meet you, old patriarch."

"Little girl doesn't have to be polite, you are an honest person at first glance, and you don't want to talk back to me like this dead girl. Now honest people are baby bumps, I like it, don't call me the old patriarch, it's all called by a dead girl, you can call me immortal. Ling Yu grinned, and if he didn't play with his words, he would damage Jun Jiuling, and provoke Jun Jiuling's eyes.

Zhang Yanchen didn't dare to call the other party's name really big, but nodded yes.

Lingyu looked Zhang Yanchen up and down with a pair of purple eyes, then got up from the chair, walked to Zhang Yanchen in three steps and two steps, and asked, "Little girl, can you stretch out your hand to show me?" ”

"Old patriarch, what do you want to do?" Jun Jiuling immediately frowned when she heard this, and asked suspiciously.

Lingyu glared at her, and scolded with a smile: "Can I still eat your sworn sister?" ”

Jun Jiuling raised her eyebrows and didn't make a sound, but the look in her eyes seemed to be worried that the spirit would do that.

Ling Yu couldn't cry or laugh even more, and raised his hand and knocked on the door of Jun Jiuling's head: "You owe it." (To be continued.) )