Hua Lan frowned, a large shadow appeared in her deep eyes, and she groaned: "If that's the case, what should we do?" ”

"This is indeed a difficult problem, if the same problem appears to the same person, Chongyang Ancestor will definitely not change his decision."

Shi Jingyun looked at Hua Lan in embarrassment, his eyes flashing with complexity.

Aconite's hideous iron mask is too eye-catching, if he wants to take this iron mask to Kunlun Mountain together, he will definitely return in vain.

"I must see Chongyang Ancestor."

Aconite's decision was unquestionable, and he used his hand to exert force on the iron mask.

He can't take off this iron mask. The aconitum of the Qinggui Gate is an iron mask, and if you take off this iron mask, he will no longer be the aconitum of the Qinggui Gate.

He is not an aconitum, and he can't cure the antidote to poisonous weeds. He is not an aconitum, and he can't even enter the threshold of the Qinggui Gate.

After careful consideration, Aconite put his hand down and calmly asked Hua Lan: "Dude, do you have any better way?" This time to return to Kunlun Mountain, Aconitum must see Chongyang Ancestor. ”

What can I do?

Hua Lan's heart was drumming, and the dark shadow in her eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

The problem of aconitum not only makes this mask, but also his murderous and cruel momentum. Anyone who has approached Aconitum can immediately feel that it is his presence.

Hua Lan shook her head at the aconite head without thinking about it: "If what Brother Shi said is true, the deputy door master has already gone to Chongyang Palace to ask in person, it is better not to come forward again for this trip." Moreover, even if there is no deputy master, Hua is not sure that he will be able to meet Chongyang Ancestor. ”

Yes, I didn't even have a fifty percent certainty, after all, someone mentioned the same question before, don't refuse. If it is brought up again, it is difficult to predict what the outcome will be.

"Chirp ......"

At this moment, a terrible scream suddenly came from the room of the stinky sock master, and Hua Lan heard it, this was the old goblin.

The screams continued for a long time before they subsided, and finally there was a low whimper of sorrow.

The aconite head didn't know that this was the scream of the old goblin, and stared at the side of the main room with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Oh, it's my master."

Hua Lan was about to explain, when she saw the stinky sock master come out of the room with blood on his hands. He glanced at the few people in the courtyard with a cold face, turned around and walked towards the laundry room with something.

Hua Lan could see clearly, the stinky sock master was holding the slender tentacles cut off from the old goblin's head.

The screaming sound that came just now turned out to be the tentacles of the stinky sock master cutting off the old goblin's head.

At this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by the screams of the stinky sock master's room, and they all looked in the direction of the laundry room.

The silent courtyard and the sound of rushing water are especially loud. At this time, the morning sun has risen very high. Autumn is early in the morning, no matter how high the sun rises, there is also a cold and cold coolness, flickering and dark in the gaps in the leaves, and what falls is a large white shadow.

When the smelly sock master came out of the laundry room, he carried a gradual tentacle tied to a thin hemp rope in his hand.

This tentacle is three inches long, the size of a copper coin, and it has a slightly whitening luster after washing, if it weren't for the tentacles on the old goblin's head, I really don't know if this is a jade carving, or a real antennae.

The stinky sock master washed the tentacles, made holes in them, pierced a thin hemp rope, and carried them on his hands, much like an ancient nomad's accessory.

He came out of the laundry room and walked towards Hua Lan.

The table is covered with a topographic map of the main peak of Kunlun Mountain brought by Shi Jingyun, which clearly marks the passes of the mountain.

He walked to the topographic map, his eyes scanned around it, bent down and carefully examined the topographic map for a while, turned his head sideways to look at Shi Jingyun on the side, and his eyes flashed with deep surprise: "This is what you painted?" ”

Shi Jingyun winked at him with a sly little look, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of smugness, and said with a smile: "What, what else does Master Stinky Socks have to say?" ”

The stinky sock master stared at Shi Jingyun for a moment, then moved his gaze to the topographic map, pouted and said lightly: "I didn't expect that this guy's temperament has become more and more eccentric over the years." ”

He looked at it for a while, but he still looked at Shi Jingyun again in disbelief, very skeptical: "Is this really the case?" ”

"Master of stinky socks, are you suspecting that Shi made a mistake in bringing this topographic map?"

Shi Jingyun sank his face and looked at the stinky sock master very seriously, "If the seniors are suspicious, you can go to the main peak of Kunlun Mountain in person, isn't that okay?" ”

"Master, the apprentice believes in this topographic map of Brother Shi."

Hua Lan saw that the atmosphere of the two looking at each other was a little tense, and hurriedly came over to play a round.

Master Stinky Socks and Shi Jingyun stared at each other for a few seconds, then pursed their lips indifferently, touched their fingers on their chins, and said, "Okay, even if this picture is true." ”

"How can you save it, Master Smelly Socks, you can't just finish the matter with one sentence. This topographic map, but it took Shi someone more than half a month to complete, you can't say a word perfunctory Shi. ”

Shi Jingyun was so angry that his mouth was crooked, his waist crossed, and he glared at the stinky sock master coldly.

"What's the hurry?"

The stinky socks master didn't think so, he lowered his eyebrows, pulled a chair and sat down, tapped his fingers on the topographic map, and asked Shi Jingyun: "Old man, I don't argue with you, how old are you, a little hairy man." ”

Shi Jingyun really didn't have a temper this time, Huoda could only prove that he was frizzy, so he calmed down, gave a smile on his face, poured a cup of tea from the table, respectfully held it in front of the stinky socks master, and said flatteringly: "Stinky socks master, you are well-informed." If it is your apprentice, you must go to Kunlun Mountain, this topographic map is a trivial matter. You still want to think about it, come up with ideas, how to meet Chongyang Ancestor. ”

"It's still a matter of thinking."

The stinky sock master glanced at Shi Jingyun, and glanced sideways at the aconitum, who had been gloomy and silent.

The bloody murderous aura on this guy's body was too strong, and the stinky sock master frowned, closed his gaze, looked at Shi Jingyun, and said with a grin: "You are so smart, you must have a better way." ”

"Don't, don't, don't, don't?"

Shi Jingyun hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a sincere face: "Let's go, the ancestor will definitely not be seen, but you are different from the stinky socks master." Your old man is heroic, the jade tree is in the wind, and he is a few streets away from his ancestor. As soon as you go out, the ancestor of Chongyang is like a spring breeze and a rain. He can't see you, can he? ”

Hua Lan heard it, Shi Jingyun wanted to persuade the stinky sock master to go to the main peak of Kunlun Mountain together, and hurriedly said: "Yes, with the master here, the apprentice can also get twice the result with half the effort and have more chances of winning." ”

It's a pity, but the stinky socks master shook his head resolutely and said, "Chongyang Ancestor is a stubborn old man, if I go, I'm afraid it will be even worse." It's not that I can't see him, it's that he's most afraid of me. You say, 'When I come forward, will he still promise to see you?' ”

"Huh?"

The spring silkworm was stunned when he heard it on the side: "Master of stinky socks, what's the matter between you and Chongyang Ancestor?" It can't be that there was some holiday grudge before, right? ”

She was so shocked that she became anxious: "How can this be good, if Chongyang Ancestor knows that my master is your apprentice, isn't it even more hopeless, how can this be good?" ”

"What's the noise?"

The stinky sock master rolled his eyelids and glared at the spring silkworm, and his face was cold: "What are you guessing?" What we old men do, you little hairy men will understand. What hatred, what grievance, what festival? Chongyang Ancestor's realm is high, and he doesn't have so many twists and turns. You won't understand, anyway, if he doesn't come to me, I won't go to him. ”

"What does that mean?"

The stinky socks master's words were deep and mysterious, and Hua Lan was completely confused.

"Master, what do you want to say, the stupid apprentice doesn't understand, he can't guess at all?"