It was a late-night snack restaurant, and we ate a bowl of Shangrao's special snail noodles and drank beer.

After drinking three bottles of beer, there was a noise outside the store, and I saw a brocade rat running angrily with his head wrapped in bandages, and holding a steel pipe with a cold light in his hand.

He was followed by more than 30 younger brothers, all with different types of murder weapons in their hands.

It's the first time I've seen such a big scene, and I'm sure I'm scared to pee before I changed it, and I can only secretly store up spiritual power now.

Jin Jili looked at me with a smile, of course she understood the meaning, it was my turn to be a hero to save the beauty, I came to the door of the night snack shop majestically, and the first bit of spiritual power hit the thigh of the brocade mouse, and he staggered to the ground.

I then swung out three points of spiritual power, and three more lay down.

"This man has a silent pistol!"

I don't know who shouted, and the rest of the people turned around and spread their legs and scrambled to run, and soon ran away.

I was so disgusted by this kind of unrelenting creature that I walked up to the brocade mouse, patted him on the left shoulder three times, and then returned to the supper shop.

In the future, the brocade rat will not be able to be an upright person, so he can only walk crookedly.

"I don't drink anymore." Jin Jili got up and said.

We went back to the hotel, grabbed our things and checked out.

When I arrived at the foot of Sanqing Mountain at dawn, I heard that Wutong Village was in the mountain, and there were more than ten miles of mountain roads to catch. The road of the tourist attraction can not reach Wutong Village, under the guidance of the locals, there is a road to go on the other side of Sanqing Mountain.

It was a steep mountain road, and it was difficult to walk, and I was out of breath after walking five miles, so I was advised to rest on the spot for a while.

Jin Jili didn't show a mocking look, she took out a tissue to wipe my sweat with concern, I always felt that after that cemetery distress, she seemed to me as a different person.

I don't know why.

I boil it down to a conspiracy inside, and a woman who doesn't take my life seriously, will she have good intentions?

"The world outside the mountains has a sweet dream, and the mountain world has a clear dream. The flowers bloom and compete for the spring breeze, and the autumn breeze is buried in the withering season. It is difficult to be sober in a hundred years of life, and the cycle of fate is corrected. The wind and snow and the moon are illusions, seeking positive results between heaven and earth. "A loud song rang out in the mountains.

As the song came from far and near, an old man walked on the mountain road, wearing a blue shirt and pants made of coarse cloth, and stepping on a pair of black cloth shoes.

The old man has a pair of peach eyes, the heavenly court is full and round, and he walks vigorously and vigorously, and it is effortless to walk on the steep mountain road.

Passing by the two of us, the old man stopped singing and said to himself, "Young people should strengthen their exercise, and climbing a mountain is not an easy task." ”

My face suddenly burned with spiciness.

Jin Jili was reluctant, and said angrily: "Old man, are we very familiar? You need to be so rude and ridiculous. ”

The old man had already walked over, stopped when he heard this, turned around to look at Jin Jili, and said happily: "The little girl looks very handsome, she is still a practitioner, rare, rare, just rude, I am dozens of years older than you, I should be called uncle, and the old man is not big." ”

'Impolite' made Jin Jili angry, and said in a weird manner: "Yo, it's an old man, not convinced?" Find a way to rejuvenate. The old man is like this, and he only has a greedy share of this girl. "This is a posture of pulling hatred.

The old man really changed color suddenly, and said with a sinking face: "Your parents didn't teach you well, so let Ben Dao teach you a lesson." ”

After speaking, the body stood up, and a few brisk steps came to Jin Jili, and the right hand became a claw, grabbing her left shoulder, with the sound of whirring wind in the movement, indicating that the strength was very strong.

Jin Jili's left shoulder sank and took a step back, avoiding this grab, and in the next second, she turned her body with her left foot as the fulcrum, and at the same time raised her right leg and slashed towards the old man.

The old man quickly grabbed the splitting leg with his eyes, bent his body and dragged it back, and then pressed it down, and Jin Jili sat on the ground and made a big split.

But her legs immediately stood up, and Jin Jili used her right foot as a fulcrum to attack with her left foot, and the old man didn't have time to make other moves, so he simply arched forward.

Jin Jili slashed her left foot on the old man's shoulder, and did not shake him for half a point, but was arched out by him. She reacted very quickly, and the moment she was arched out, she kicked the old man in the chest with her right foot.

The old man took two steps back, and Jin Jili was thrown five or six meters away.

It seemed that each of them suffered a little loss, the old man looked determined, Jin Jili stood up and frowned and rubbed his buttocks, it should be a bigger loss.

After rubbing her buttocks, Jin Jili rushed over, two meters away from the old man, split her right leg, and her body rotated like a windmill, which was an extremely difficult action.

"Good leg method, there is something urgent to do in this way, so I won't play with you." The old man stretched out his finger as he spoke, and clicked a few times on Jin Jili's thigh like a lightning bolt.

Acupuncture!

In the process of pointing, the old man was struck in the neck by Jin Jili's thigh, stumbled, and finally stabilized his body.

Jin Jili fell to the ground, and said angrily: "Old man, we are really swordsmen and guns, what kind of heroes are we with witchcraft?" Maintaining an aerial position indicates that she is unable to move her lower body.

I hurried over and clicked a few times, Jin Jili was able to move, got up from the ground, and rushed towards the old man again, and was hugged tightly by me.

I can't pull it.

The old man looked at me curiously and asked, "Where does the young man come from?" ”

I thought he was an upright person, and I answered truthfully, and the old man suddenly realized that he was the heir of the five hundred Qian Wei bald son.

The old man should know Wei Baldzi, I am honest, he can only be regarded as half a descendant, and he will not change his technique.

Hearing this, the old man looked at Jin Jili strangely and said to me: "Nephew, this way is telling you, a woman with a bad temper and no manners can be beautiful no matter how beautiful she is." ”

Obviously referring to Jin Jili, she didn't get angry, broke free from my embrace, bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Uncle, I was confused just now, and now I apologize to you." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Uncle doesn't care. He turned to me and said, "Nephew, the water has washed the Dragon King Temple, I have something urgent to do, so I will ask you for a drink at noon." ”

I was curious and asked, "How can you find me?" "Although Sanqing Mountain is not large, it also has dozens of square kilometers.

The old man replied, pointing to the mountain road.

"This road leads to a place."

After saying that, he turned and walked down the mountain, and sang the song again in his mouth.

We continued upward, about three miles on the road, and the mountain road became flat, and after half an hour, we could see houses hidden in the greenery.

The name of the heir of osmanthus is Dongfang Ying, which is a neutral name, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women from the name.

The first house in Wutong Village is a three-storey brick house, surrounded by a meter-high fence in front, which is covered with morning glory vines, and small reddish-purple flowers are blooming little by little, which has a unique flavor.

In the fence yard there was a woman in her early thirties wearing a green cloth apron, carrying a wooden basin and feeding the chickens.

I stepped forward and asked politely, "May I ask where is Dongfang Ying's house in Wutong Village?" ”

The woman looked up at me strangely, opened her mouth and shouted.

"Rotten ghost Ying, there are ghosts and goblins coming to you!"

This voice was like a thunderbolt, and it really scared me.

Ghosts and goblins?