Chapter Seventy-Two: Hospitality I
Several people entered the mansion, Lao Liu and Yang Jinghui were sent to the lobby to discuss the matter, and Zang Dongtian took the initiative to take care of Jiang Yao and return to the wing.
"This little brother, my little master invites you to the room for a while, if you have almost eaten, come with me." The next person waited.
Although Jiang Yao felt that the teenager who was almost the same as himself put a lot of pressure on him, but under the eaves, he had to bow his head, not to mention that he had to put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand after eating and living in Zangmen for many days.
It was already late at night, and Jiang Yao, who still didn't wait for Lao Liu and the others to return to the house, reluctantly shuttled through the garden-like Zangjia garden with his subordinates, and it was difficult to walk at night, and this little master didn't know how far away he was waiting.
"May I ask where the little master is?" Jiang Yao was tired of leaving, and couldn't help asking.
"Don't worry, it's coming soon, it's coming soon." The subordinate said in a low voice.
And this sentence "immediately" is to pass through the rockery, bypass the clear pond, drill into the bamboo forest, under the hidden bamboo forest where the cool breeze blows at night, the next person takes Jiang Yao to an extremely hidden bamboo door.
The subordinate led the way, walked in front, and opened the door with a neat movement to make a respectful gesture: "Please come in." ”
"Why is it in such a remote place on a big night?" Jiang Yao couldn't help but ask, but he felt very strange, but the answer was close at hand, so he had to enter the door.
"You go in and you'll know."
Jiang Yao, who was the first to enter the door, didn't care about the subordinates behind him, but as soon as he entered the door, the subordinates locked the bamboo door firmly.
"You're here, daring." Before Jiang Yao had time to take care of what was in front of him, when he was focusing on the bamboo gate behind him, there was a smug voice of approval from the young man.
"What does this mean? Zangmen's hospitality, I'm afraid that's not the case, right?" A teenager of the same age, Jiang Yao could only find superiority in height, and said calmly.
The two sides faced each other, looking at each other, and in an instant, the little collector's master, Zang Dongtian's eyes flashed with a compelling light, and he still knocked Jiang Yao, who was originally hard-backed, back to his original form. In Jiang Yao's heart, in that dark night, it was like a bright lamp, and the old man was capable, not inferior to Yang Jinghui and Brother Yang, who was already in his thirties.
"I have long heard that there is a rare strange person from my collector, and when I saw it tonight, it was really a rare good seedling, but unfortunately, the strength was a little worse." Zang Dongtian stepped forward and stretched out his neck to take a closer look.
"You ......"
"Hahaha, good seedlings, good seedlings." is obviously the same age, but between the words, this Jiang Yao is like seeing a majestic elder, and he swallowed.
"If Master Liu knows that something is wrong with me, I'm afraid your mountain gate will not be peaceful." Jiang Yao pretended to be calm again, precisely because he completely saw that the little master of the collector was not good, and he was by no means an opponent.
"What about the old fellow? In the backyard of this bamboo forest, there are already countless strange people who have died under my hands, I will be afraid of one more of you? Zang Dongtian was as straight as a peak, with his hands behind his back, looking at this deserted courtyard as he walked, and his mouth was full of a sense of accomplishment.
"I always feel that this Zangmen is weird, it turns out to be selling dog meat with a sheep's head, on the surface it is a Taoist temple that helps the world and saves people, but what he does behind the scenes is a murder and overselling business." Jiang Yao faced this unavoidable crisis, and once again showed a calmness, and between this calmness, he also clenched his fists.
"I'll send you on your way." Zang Dongtian didn't say much, but in an instant, it emitted a strong black gas, surrounding the whole person, the original heroic spirit was compelling, but at this moment it turned into a filthy violence in it, and this breath seemed to have swallowed it up on the road......
Jiang Yao clenched his fists, leaned against the bamboo door, and shouted for help, after all, there are still many righteous people in this Zang Gate,
"Have you forgotten how far you've walked on your own? No one can hear you, let the backyard be full of ghosts and ghosts to accompany you. In the cool night, the young man who was full of black gas, even more filthy and dark than the night, walked towards Jiang Yao step by step, as if he could devour him as soon as he got close.
As he spoke, there was a sound of beating leaves through the forest, and then a huge opening opened at the bamboo door, and a giant sword came out. Jiang Yao clinged to the bamboo door, and the giant sword had a spirit, and it was wrapped around Jiang Yao's waist, but it didn't hurt half a point, but it was just a huge impact, pushing it out.
Jiang Yao was in front of him, but it was the black angry Zang Dongtian, Jiang Yao was attacked by the giant sword and directly hit Zang Dongtian. Beside him, it was a big sword with a black body that was obliquely inserted in the soil, although Jiang Yao was not injured, but he also had palpitations.
"Hey, what are you two dolls doing? This is still playing in this hidden backyard! ”
I saw that Jiang Yao was pressing straight on Zang Dongtian at this time, and when the two heard this, they immediately got up and dispersed. At the same time, the eyes of the two of them shifted to the wooden door that opened the hole, and listened carefully to the sound of giggling, and at this broken bamboo door, a person immediately turned in.
This person is extremely short, and can even be regarded as disabled, it is the old man Gu Lutong, who has a close relationship with Liu Huanbai.
"Gulutong!?" Zang Dongtian saw that his meditation layout was disturbed, and his heart was furious, and he clenched his fists in a daze.
"Your Zang Sect Master came to show me what the two little brothers were doing, hehehe." Gu Lutong grinned.
"You ......" Zang Dongtian stretched out his hand and turned his head angrily.
Of course, the little master of the collector knew that this was like a fart, and it was clear that his father and his father were jointly dealing with Jiang Yao, how could he send such an irrelevant person to intervene, but at this time, one against two, there was no chance of winning when he started, and he had to make a move, which was really inappropriate.
"Yaozi, you stupid son, you can't run around, something will happen." Gu Lutong stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Yao, reached out and wiped his neck at himself, and stuck out his tongue.
"Got it, got it." Jiang Yao was very cooperative.
"Go back quickly, we still have to listen to your Master Liu tell ghost stories." Gu Lutong broke open the tattered bamboo door with one palm, pulled Jiang Yao up and walked out, Zang Dongtian couldn't help but didn't stop it.
"Uncle, what's the matter with this little master? Thanks to your timely arrival. Although Gu Lutong was very small, he was walking like flying, holding Jiang Yao tightly, and Jiang Yao's feet almost left the ground.
"This guy is young, his Taoism is so deep, he can only be stronger than his father in the future, Zangmen is really messing up from generation to generation." Gu Lutong's words are mostly the cold eyes of others.
"That ......"
"That's what, nerd, thanks to me being bored and running into you, I don't understand it if you don't die, go quickly." Gu Lutong stopped, tiptoed and pointed at Jiang Yao's nose and said nonsense.
"I ......"
"What are you, go quickly."
Jiang Yao saw that the old man was crazy, like an old naughty boy, and his words could no longer be spoken......