Ye Zhiqiu coughed twice, and said nonsense seriously: "Every year is Ding You, the demon star is hidden on the side of Ziwei, and the mangqi shoots directly to the north of Hong Kongzhou, the sky is very different, and there is a demon about to be born." Therefore, the Taishang Laojun ordered me to come here to collect the demon ......"

"Taishang Laojun?" Liu Zhengliang was even more confused.

"That's right, it's Taishang Laojun." Ye Zhiqiu continued to talk nonsense, and drew his fingers in the hall: "But I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring a magic weapon to collect demons, so I came to your house, found my eight friends, and borrowed a magic weapon." ”

Liu Zhengliang looked at Ye Zhiqiu repeatedly, looked at the painting in the middle hall, and asked suspiciously, "...... What kind of ritual weapon do you want to borrow? ”

"The gourd of Tie Guan Li, Han Xiangzi's flute, and Han Zhongli's fan are magic weapons; The flower basket must ask Lan Caihe, and the fish drum should borrow Zhang Guolao; He Xiangu's lotus fragrance is fluttering, Uncle Cao Guo's jade plate is knocking and knocking, and Lu Dongbin's sword can kill demons...... I want all of these Eight Immortal Weapons! Ye Zhiqiu's tongue blooms with lotus flowers, and his mouth is like a river.

Liu Zhengliang was dizzy for Ye Zhiqiu, and it took a long time before Mu Ran asked, "Are you ...... How do I borrow it? ”

"That's what I'm doing with the eight fellow Daoists." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and threw his hand at the middle hall: "Eight Taoist friends, it is a matter of one party's blessing and misfortune, thousands of lives, please don't be stingy, take out the magic weapon, borrow it from me!" ”

Liu Zhengliang stood aside stupidly, watching how Ye Zhiqiu borrowed the magic weapon.

I saw that on the painting in the middle hall, there was a soft sound of rustling, and the gourd of Tie Guan Li first broke away from the painting and floated towards Ye Zhiqiu.

"Thank you Li Daxian!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed and took the piece of paper in his hand.

The gourd was dug directly from the picture by the female ghost Tan Simei.

Therefore, after the gourd falls off, there is a gourd-shaped hole in the middle hall.

Subsequently, Lu Dongbin's sword, Han Zhongli's fan, Han Xiangzi's jade flute, Zhang Guolao's fish drum, Lan Caihe's flower basket, He Xiangu's flowers, and Cao Guo's uncle's jade plate all broke away from the painting and floated into Ye Zhiqiu's hands.

A good painting of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, with seven or eight large holes of different shapes, like insect eaten vegetable leaves.

"Thank you fellow Daoists, after I kill the demon, I will definitely return the magic weapon to you!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed and turned away.

Liu Zhengliang looked at the tattered painting in the middle hall, was stunned for a long time, suddenly turned around and chased out, and shouted: "Hey, my painting is an antique!" ”

"Don't worry, after I kill the monster, I'll return the magic weapon!" Ye Zhiqiu smiled back, quickened his pace and walked away.

Quickly escaping from Shuanglouli Village, and arriving at a place where no one was around, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the Eight Immortals magic weapon in his hand and laughed!

Tan Simei floated out and said, "Zhiqiu, you are still laughing, you teased your father-in-law today, how will it end in the future?" ”

"How else can it end? Wait a while, I'll return the Eight Immortals artifact and let Liu Zhengliang glue it himself. ”

Ye Zhiqiu was still laughing, and said again: "This old guy is too unkind, I asked him politely and politely according to the rules, but he scolded me with a stinking face." If you don't trick him, it's hard to get out of my heart! ”

"You're smiling happily now, I'm afraid that your marriage will be ruined, and your fiancée will be gone." Tan Simei said with a smile.

"Even if the marriage is ruined, I can't whisper to Liu Zhengliang. Do you think, I'm not married yet, my father-in-law is so arrogant and unreasonable, if I get married and become his aunt, can I still live my life? Ye Zhiqiu said.

"That's right." Tan Simei smiled and asked again, "When do you plan to return the Eight Immortals Magic Weapon?" ”

"In an hour." Ye Zhiqiu said.

Tan Simei nodded and hid in the paper talisman again.

Because it was daytime at this time, the sun was shining, and Tan Simei couldn't stay outside for too long.

Ye Zhiqiu wandered for an hour, then turned back to Shuanglouli Village and went to Liu's house again.

I just saw Liu Zhengliang just now, but I haven't figured out whether the Liu family has a daughter, and I haven't inquired about my father's news. So Ye Zhiqiu couldn't leave just now, and he had to continue to entangle with Liu Zhengliang.

Before going to Liu's house, Ye Zhiqiu called Tan Simei out again and gave some orders.

At this moment, Liu Zhengliang was standing in front of his door, waiting for Ye Zhiqiu to come back.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu coming from the road, Liu Zhengliang immediately greeted him and asked, "How is it?" Is it the end of the demon slaying and returning the magic weapon of the eight immortals? ”

"Yes, yes, I fought a big battle just now, and I finally killed that monster...... Now return the Eight Immortals to them. Ye Zhiqiu said seriously.

"That's good, that's good, hurry up and return the magic weapon, this painting is an antique, a famous handwriting, I bought 300,000." Liu Zhengliang pulled Ye Zhiqiu and walked to the house.

Damn, 300,000? It's a big game this time! Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback in his heart.

You must know that it is very easy to dig up these Eight Immortal Magic Weapons, and if you want to return it, you will never be able to do it.

Liu Zhengliang pulled Ye Zhiqiu, came to the Zhongtang painting, looked at the Zhongtang painting and said, "Hurry up and return their magic weapons." ”

Ye Zhiqiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and smile at the middle hall painting: "Fellow Daoists, thank you for borrowing my magic weapon, I can kill the monster." Now, that monster has been corrected on the spot, and I have returned your magic weapon to you. ”

After that, Ye Zhiqiu put the eight pieces of paper in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals under the painting in the middle hall.

But the eight pieces of paper, lying motionless on the table, did not return to the painting.

Liu Zhengliang looked at Ye Zhiqiu and asked, "Why didn't you return it?" ”

"Isn't that paying it back? They don't want it themselves. Ye Zhiqiu said innocently.

"They don't want it, so what about my mid-hall painting? That's an antique painting of 300,000 yuan! Liu Zhengliang said with a glare.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "It must be broad daylight, they are embarrassed to take it back." These Eight Immortal Artifacts are temporarily placed here, and maybe at night, they will quietly walk down from the painting and take them back. ”

"So you only took it back at night?" Liu Zhengliang scratched his head, put away the eight pieces of paper, and said, "Okay, then let's take a look at it at night, if I still don't go back at night, what will happen to my paintings?" ”

"No, at night, they will definitely take the magic weapon back." Ye Zhiqiu comforted Liu Zhengliang, thinking in his heart, this old father-in-law is not only nervous, but also lacks tendons in his head. I coaxed him like this, and he believed it?

Liu Zhengliang nodded and said, "Then don't leave either, stay until the night." If tomorrow morning, these Eight Immortal Magic Weapons still can't go back, I'm not done with you. ”

"No problem, no problem!" Ye Zhiqiu nodded again and again, but thought in his heart, this Nima is a big problem, tomorrow morning, how can I return this Eight Immortal Magic Weapon?