Outside the door stood three people, a young man, an old woman, and a burly strong man.

The young man was eight feet tall, with white jade hairpins on his head, black hair without impurities draped behind him, his face was very handsome, his gentle smile did not disperse since he appeared, he held a delicate folding fan in his hand, his clothes were immaculately cut, the colors were bright and bright, the materials were valuable, and his demeanor showed his grace, which made people feel infinitely good at a glance.

The old woman was full of white hair, her face was expressionless, she was wearing a green robe embroidered with the symbol of the ancestral dragon of the Great Qin Empire, and she was holding a black dragon head cane in her hand, and the ghostly light emitted made people shudder.

The burly strong man, more than ten feet tall, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face full of flesh, a very fierce look, wearing a golden hair crown, inlaid with five gems of different colors, shining brightly.

A shirt woven of silver wire and gold bars, commensurate with the inside and outside, the whole person is like being shrouded in a layer of intersecting gold and silver, which is even more noble. At the feet are silkworm boots, and the backs of the boots are also inlaid with antique gemstones.

There was a sword on his back, but the sword was very ordinary, not as pompous as the gorgeous dress of a strong man, which was in stark contrast to the strong man.

Xia Xiaohu smiled faintly at the three people outside the door, saluted, swiped his left hand into the door, made a gesture of please, and said, "The three of you have been waiting for a long time, my husband has please." ”

The young man smiled at Xia Xiaohu and nodded, and said, "There is Brother Lao to lead the way." ”

The old woman was still expressionless, lifted the dragon's head and walked inside, ignoring Xia Xiaohu at all.

And the strong man smiled "hehe", his eyes showed a greedy gaze, staring at the white jade on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Xia Xiaohu brought the three of them to the water pavilion, he consciously stood behind the scholar in the first place, stopped talking, glanced at Xiao Ruoshui, and then moved his gaze into the distance.

After the four people in the water pavilion saw the three people who were taken to the center of the water pavilion by Xia Xiaohu, their attitudes were different.

The first scholar stood up to greet him and bowed his hand.

Jiang Liu'er smiled playfully, glanced at the three of them a few times, then stopped paying attention to them and didn't get up.

The master of the Ink Shop picked up the teacup again, drank the tea by himself, and didn't even look at the three people, as if it was a waste of time to look at them.

And after Xiao Ruoshui saw the three people appear, some surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly cleverly covered it up, looking at the three people calmly, not getting up, and not speaking.

"Bang!"

"Humph!"

The old woman saw that none of the other three people in the water pavilion got up to greet him, so she slightly lifted the dragon head cane in her hand, and then hit the ground hard, and at the same time let out a cold snort in her mouth, and an invisible chill appeared around her body, and she rushed towards Jiang Liu'er and Xiao Ruoshui with an indomitable momentum.

After Jiang Liu'er felt the cold, she clasped her hands together with a smile and pronounced a Buddha name in her mouth: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Then there was some faint Buddha light on his folded hands, and the Buddha light drifted away with the wind, exuding a trace of warmth, and silently resisting the chill that came to his face.

After Xiao Ruoshui felt the chill, she frowned slightly, thinking that she was also a guest in this water pavilion, and waited until the gentleman finished introducing her to the three people, but she didn't want the old woman to be so rude, so she directly tried it, as if she didn't take Mr. and herself in her eyes.

"Humph!"

So, Xiao Ruoshui returned the other body with the other way, and also let out a cold snort.

When Xiao Ruoshui let out a cold snort, her whole person's temperament suddenly changed, and invisible sword qi surrounded her, and after a while, countless sword qi strangled towards that cold qi with cold dead qi.

After the sword qi slaughtered the cold qi, it did not stop, but continued to move forward, rushing towards the old woman.

The old woman felt the sword aura full of death coming towards her, her face was still expressionless, and then she said in a cold voice: "Dare!"

After that, the chill around her became even stronger, and the air seemed to freeze because of it.

At this time, in addition to the cold air around the old woman, she also waved the dragon head crutch in her hand, and the dragon head crutch spread out a ghostly light, pressing Xiao Ruoshui with the domineering aura of the superior, as if she wanted to put the ignorant little girl in front of her to death.

"Why don't you dare?!"

Xiao Ruoshui stomped on the ground with his feet very strongly, and his body rose into the air, dodging the flying dragon head crutches.

Xiao Ruoshui, who was in the air, quickly pinched out a complex palm print with both hands, and the sword qi with a thick dead aura around his body gathered on the palm of his right hand, and then Xiao Ruoshui spun in a volley, swooping down with a fierce momentum, and slapped his right hand at the old woman's head.

The old woman stood in front of her at this time, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, a sneer appeared on her face, and she said lightly: "It turned out to be a little girl from Zhongnan Mountain." ”

After Xiao Ruoshui saw the old woman collecting the cane, she didn't make any move, thinking that the old woman signaled a truce.

But at this moment, it was too late for her to take the palm, and besides, the old woman was looking for her own death, so she couldn't help it.

Since Xiao Ruoshui broke through the barrier of life and death, his own emotions have faded a lot, and his feelings such as respecting the old and loving the young, pity and cherishing have long been abandoned without a trace.

When Xiao Ruoshui's palm wind, which could easily shatter the heads of ordinary people, appeared in front of the old woman in an instant, he couldn't move forward a single bit.

At this moment, Xiao Ruoshui's swooping body also arrived, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of the old woman, making it impossible for her to fall anymore, and then the internal forces between each other were intertwined.

The old woman turned back to that expressionless appearance at this time, and said: "Little girl, don't think that if you break through the barrier of life and death, you can be invincible in the world, there are many people on this land who can suppress you." ”

Then the old woman lifted the dragon head crutch in her hand and gently knocked it to the ground twice, Xiao Ruoshui popped back like a kite with a broken string, and then fell steadily to the ground.

Xiao Ruoshui, who fell to the ground, was not injured, but he was greatly surprised at the moment, but his face was still as calm as water, and he looked at the old woman coldly, and no longer made any movements.

"Alright, alright. Only then did the scholar smile and say to the old woman, "Princess, this is not a place for contention. If you want to fight, wait a while, and wait for everyone to go, how about it?"

When the old woman saw that the scholar was talking, she stopped targeting Xiao Ruoshui, looked at Jiang Liu'er, and said coldly: "Guigu, it seems that there are three more idlers this time. ”

"Princess, laughing. Since the Ghost Valley let them be here, it naturally has a reason to be here. The young scholar, that is, the ghost valley of this generation, replied calmly.

Without waiting for the old woman to speak, the strong man beside her laughed disdainfully, and said in his loud voice: "Except for the old woman in ink who can participate in the next things, what is the origin of this bald head and the little girl? and what qualifications does the little scholar behind you have to participate?"

"The island lord, this is not appropriate, the bald man and the little scholar can leave, but the beautiful fairy is not superfluous. In the next generation, the current person wants to teach Sima Ziru, I don't know what to call Miss?" On the other side, the young man who was always smiling and polite when he saw everyone gave a big salute to Xiao Ruoshui and said gently.

"Sima Ziru, don't you forget your identity when you see a beautiful woman, hahaha. The strong man laughed and teased Sima Ziru.

"No, no. In Xia Sima Ziru, the fifth generation of human desire is in charge of teaching, and he controls all the desires of mortals in the world, how can he forget it. Sima Ziru bowed slightly to the strong man and said politely.

The strong man saw that Sima Ziru was still humble and polite, and it was not easy to continue the attack, and after nodding slightly at Sima Ziru, he asked Guigu: "No, it's okay, otherwise I can't afford to be with you." So Guigu, can you tell me, what's going on with those three idlers?"

"Lord Ying, those two are my guests, please pay attention to what you say. Guigu said lightly, but there was undoubted strength in that faint tone, Guigu paused and continued: "That monk is Jiang Liu'er, which can represent Buddhism. The princess who fought with her just now is also a princess, who is now the eldest princess of Daliang, if you talk about the world, I think she is qualified to participate. ”

"And what about your little scholar? Have I ever heard that a companion scholar can be among us?" said Guigu, as soon as he finished speaking, the old woman asked coldly.

After listening to Guigu's introduction to Jiang Liu'er and Xiao Ruoshui, the old woman and the strong man had nothing to say, so they had to point the finger at Xia Xiaohu, who had not yet left.

Five hundred years ago, after Buddhism was introduced to Middle-earth, it took root in this land, and after the washing of time, it has never been eliminated, and has successfully become another faith of the people of Middle-earth.

Therefore, at this time, if Jiang Liuer is qualified to represent Buddhism, then they can only have nothing to say.

As for Xiao Ruoshui, it is even simpler, when today's orthodoxy is divided into north and south, the Southern Dynasty Liang is a force that cannot be ignored, and they must not bypass the Liang if they want to talk about the world.

"My little scholar, hehe, this, if I talk to myself, the three of you probably don't believe it. So, can you say a few words to that little scholar? Guigu bowed to the Lord of the Ink Workshop, and then looked at the three old women with a confident smile on his face.

"Ink, do you think that little scholar is one of our kind?" the old woman asked coldly to the master of Ink Zhai.

"Kind of people?Yingji, you think too much, you think too highly of yourself. The master of the Ink Shop didn't raise his head, played with the tea lid on the teacup, looked at the tea in the teacup, and answered the old woman's question without any fireworks.

The old woman, that is, Ying Ji, has long been accustomed to the style of the Ink Painter, and knows the character of the Ink Painter very well, she only tells the facts, and never belittles or praises a person with feelings.

Therefore, Ying Ji and the other two looked at Xia Xiaohu again and again, and a vigilance arose in their hearts.

They thought to themselves, this time, there are not many idlers, but there is one more variable......