Chapter 337: Kicking the Door

After Daoist Zifeng finished explaining the problem that had plagued Zhang Yi for a long time, he drank tea and looked at this group of descendants calmly.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much! The sky is falling, there is a tall man on top, you panic! Seeing the sad faces of this group of descendants, Daoist Zifeng said slowly: "Besides, entering the era of the end of the law is the meaning of the Heavenly Dao, just like the reincarnation of the times, this is an inevitable change!"

The words of Daoist Zifeng woke up this group of silent descendants.

That's right! When the sky falls, there will be a big guy who will go to the top, and our group of small ones just need to hug the big guy's thighs is good enough!

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi's group of people was no longer distressed, and they returned to their normal appearance one by one.

"Uncle Feng! Did you ask us to eat red robe tea eggs and ask us to do something? After Zhang Yi was no longer distressed, he began to ridicule the Zifeng Taoist again.

"Do you want us to help you solve your competitors?" Zhang Yi wiped his neck and gestured.

"Solve the competitors!?" Daoist Zifeng rolled his eyes at Zhang Yi and said, "I still have to be this ......."

"Boom!" A loud bang came, interrupting what the Zifeng Daoist was about to say.

I saw that the door of the villa where Fairy Ying lived was violently kicked open by a person, and the force was so great that the half-sliding door was hanging on the wall.

Zhang Yi: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Wang Fan: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Yan Bo: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Lu Jianbo: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Qiu Shaotian: (*゚ロ゚)!!

I saw that the person who kicked the door was an old man wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with a fairy wind and bones, if it weren't for a cigarette in his mouth, he would be a proper master of the world!

Who is it! Such a dick!? Dare to kick the door of the place where Fairy Ying lives, let's be tired of crooked! Don't you see that we have two big guys here (Ying Fairy and Zifeng Daoist) here?

"Stinky boy, you roll Lao Tzu ......" The old man raised his legs, pointed angrily at Zifeng Daoist with a cigarette and was about to scold, when he saw the gentle and upright Ying Fairy on the side, he immediately changed his face, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Ying! So you live here! ”

Fairy Ying got up from the chair with a slight smile, saluted the old man, and said softly: "Good head Ping!"

Ah Ying also followed Fairy Ying and saluted, and said obediently, "Hello grandpa!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Head Ping nodded happily in response, and even the cigarette in his mouth fell.

Hearing Fairy Ying and Ah Ying say this, combined with what happened just now, Zhang Yi and the others finally woke up to the fact that the person who came was the head of the contemporary Maoshan family.

In fact, I don't blame Zhang Yi for these people, even people like Zhang Yi who came to Maoshan a few days early have never seen the head of Maoshan himself, let alone Wang Fan, who just went to Maoshan today.

Since then, Zhang Yiyi and others have come to understand that when they kicked the door for Mao Gangping, only their own people would be surprised, and Fairy Ying and Ah Ying were not surprised at all.

"Huh! There are still a lot of good young men here! Master Ping smiled and stepped on the cigarette that had just fallen on the ground.

After that, the head of Ping smiled and beckoned to the Zifeng Taoist priest and said, "Apprentice~ Let's come out and talk!"

The smile of the head of the flat always looks like a demonic smile, and the feeling of hiding a knife in the smile.

"Not available! Don't go! Daoist Zifeng saw the ill-intentioned smile of Master Ping at a glance, and decisively refused.

Don't even think about it, just rush to the look that just kicked the door must have come to settle the account of the big red robe!

The head of Ping's quilt was so decisive that he refused to choke on it.

However, the head of Haoping is also a person who has lived for such an age, and he returned to his mind in a few seconds, walked up with a smile, and dragged Zifeng Daoist out by holding down Zifeng Daoist's shoulder.

Daoist Zifeng squeezed the hand that was pressed on his shoulder with both hands, gritting his teeth and trying not to let himself be dragged away.

It's a pity that your master is still your master, and your uncle is still your uncle, no matter how Zifeng Daoist resists, he was still dragged out by Master Ping.

"You guys talk slowly, I'm looking for Zifeng for something!". Head Ping said to everyone with a smile.

"That's right! Door...... I'll call someone to fix it! After the head of the Ping sect dragged Zifeng Daoist to the door, he turned his head and said embarrassedly when he saw the half-crooked door that was kicked by himself.

After that, the head of Ping dragged the gritted Zifeng Taoist out of the door.

As soon as they walked out of the door, Zhang Yi and the others faintly heard a few words of dialogue.

"Stinky boy, what about Lao Tzu's Wuyi Mountain big red robe?"

"It's all soaked and drunk!"

"It's all soaked??? Lao Tzu believes that you are a ghost, you are soaked in so many big red robes! Drink it! ”

"Such a little tea is only enough for me to boil ten tea eggs, so I am embarrassed to call it more?"

"Tea Eggs!! You actually took the big red robe of the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain to boil tea eggs! ”

"What's wrong? Tea eggs are not boiled with tea leaves, can they be boiled with branches? ”

"Tea eggs!? Where is it? ”

"Eat it all!"

"It's not just eight people, isn't there still two tea eggs left!"

"After cutting with a knife, the eight people are divided equally!"

"Horsewoman's!"

"If you really want to eat it, the dregs of the boiled tea eggs are still there, you can go and drink some of them!"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

"Come on! Come on! Come on! ”

"Crackling ......" (sound of fighting)

…………

The voice of Zifeng Daoist and the head of the peace sect became farther and farther away, and soon disappeared into everyone's ears.

"Uncle Feng won't be beaten to death by his master!" Wang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Feng is very resistant to beating!" Yan Bo said indifferently: "How can you be beaten to death so easily!"

"Next time I see Uncle Feng, I'll thank him!" Zhang Yi took a sip of flower tea and said, "Please let us eat such a luxurious tea egg, and put the black pot all down by ourselves!"

"Thinking about it this way, I'm sure I'm sorry for the head of the air channel!" Lu Jianbo said with his chin propped up.

"Actually, we can eat this tea egg, it's all stained with Aunt Ying's light!" Wang Fan said nonchalantly.

"That's right! But Uncle Feng also gave us food! Yan Bo glanced out of the door and said.

"Why don't we pray for the Zifeng Daoist?" Qiu Shaotian suggested.

"Ouch! That's a good idea! Wang Fan immediately clapped his hands in agreement with this idea.

"Without further ado! Let's pray for Uncle Feng now! Yan Bo immediately clasped his hands together and muttered to himself.

After Zhang Yi and his entourage saw Yan Bo start praying for Daoist Zifeng, they also began to pray with their hands together.

But within a few seconds, Zhang Yi and his party put down their palms and stopped praying.

The five people didn't even have a minute to pray.

If Zifeng Daoist knew that these five people were such white-eyed wolves, he would not be angry to death!