Stop?

What to stop for?

Don't move?

Why don't you move?

Be careful?

What to be careful of?

At the moment when the voice sounded, Zhang Xiaofan's intuition as a monk made him feel that what this voice wanted to remind him should be.

Then, three questions arose in his mind.

It's just that, although he was puzzled, the monk's subconscious of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages still made Zhang Xiaofan's body stop all movements the moment the voice sounded.

And then.....

"Quack!"

An irritating crow sounded, and when he subconsciously raised his head, Zhang Xiaofan saw a small white object falling from the sky and falling on his forehead.

Quiet!

There was a deathly silence all around, and the scene was awkward for a while.

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look at his senior sister, and the little senior sister Tian Ling'er looked at Zhang Xiaofan blankly.

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look at the person who told him not to move, and Zhou Shenzhu also blinked, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with a fluttering look in his eyes.

At the moment of facing Zhou Xian's innocent eyes, Zhang Xiaofan was angry.

Don't move, co-authoring is for me to stop and wait for the bird droppings to fall on my head, right?

"Ah, this little brother, you are covered with dark clouds, Yintang is black, your face is dead, it looks like something is wrong!"

Without waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to open his mouth to be angry, Zhou Zhou Xian took the lead and seized the opportunity as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Huh?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhou Zhou Xian puzzled, as if asking again, are you talking to me?

"This little brother, don't believe it, this immortal walks the world, and I have seen too many situations like you.

If you're not mistaken, you were pulled on the head by a bird just now, yes or no? ”

Looking at Zhou Xian's face as an immortal with a clever calculation, knowing five hundred years before and five hundred years after knowing five hundred years, Zhang Xiaofan said that if it wasn't for this bastard reminding himself not to move to let himself be pulled on the head by a bird, he would almost believe his words.

"Alas, today's young people, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. If you don't believe in the words of this immortal, you will have a bloody disaster today! ”

Zhou Xian shook his head and shook his head, a copy of the immortals are all looking good for you, and Zhang Xiaofan was angry for a while.

After casting a spell to clean up the bird feces between his foreheads, Zhang Xiaofan raised his feet and stepped forward, and he was about to find Zhou Zhou Xian to theorize.

It's just that he had just taken three steps, and when he was still three meters away from Zhou Zhou Xian, Zhou Zhou Xian suddenly spoke.

"Stop! Don't move! Be careful! ”

Is the same word a repetition?

Inexplicably, Zhang Xiaofan remembered a story called "Qian's Donkey", sighed, 'Stop this ear', Zhang Xiaofan said in his heart to stop and don't move, and then wait for the bird to on his head?

If he was on it once, he Zhang Xiaofan would not go on it a second time.

So, at the next moment when Zhou Xian's voice fell, Zhang Xiaofan, who felt that he had seen through the other party's routine, did not hesitate at all, and on tiptoe, the whole person moved two positions to the left.

And then.....

Syllable!

At the moment when Zhang Xiaofan hit the ground, a sound that only came out after stepping on certain objects was squeezed and stepped on sounded on the street.

This sound caught everyone's attention.

Subconsciously, the parties and onlookers invariably looked at Zhang Xiaofan's feet.

Then....

Quiet!

The eerie stillness that chills behind your back.

Turning their heads to look at the innocent Zhou Xian, many people couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling.

Is it a coincidence, or is everything about this person?

If it was a coincidence, this young man would have been a little too unlucky.

If it was all done secretly by this old man, what kind of ability to control people's hearts could make things develop such a coincidence.

In the silent scene, Zhang Xiaofan also saw clearly what he was stepping on.

That's ..... A piece of shit.

This qi is not trivial, as a Jindan monk, his body is obviously not stained with dust, even if he steps on dog shit, he can clean it up with a law, and he will not leave any breath.

However, inexplicably, he only felt a chill in his heart, and his body trembled, as if the smell penetrated through the soles of his shoes, seeped into the soles of his feet, and went straight into his bones and blood.

Once again, he cleaned up the shit on the soles of his feet, and Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward, wanting to have a good reason with Zhou Yixian.

However, before Zhang Xiaofan could raise his feet again, Zhou Xian's voice sounded again.

"Look! Look! I'll just say that you are covered with dark clouds, and you have a disaster of blood and light.

Isn't that a big chest now...... A bad omen! ”

"What?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, and didn't understand the meaning of the old man's words.

Zhou Zhou Xian glanced at him, raised his feet and walked to Zhang Xiaofan's side, with a serious face.

"It is said that stepping on dog shit, bad luck is coming, ten people are dead, and bad luck is full of bad luck, haven't you heard of this common saying?"

Looking at the serious look of the old man in front of him, and at the sincere gaze of Zhou Xian last year, Zhang Xiaofan only felt a sudden moment.

Inexplicably, he stepped into the rhythm of Zhou Xian.

"I haven't heard of this, but I know that when I broke through to the fourth level of Yuqing one year, the senior brothers said that I was lucky with shit, which means good luck."

Zhang Xiaofan has never gone down the mountain, and he doesn't know what people are unpredictable.

Listening to what the old man in front of him said, looking at the sincerity of the other party's face, it didn't seem to be fake, and he subconsciously answered the other party's question.

"Confused! Confused! ”

Listening to Zhang Xiaofan's answer, Zhou Zhou Xian jumped to his feet with a look of hatred, so that Zhang Xiaofan didn't know how to answer.

"That's just nonsense."

After acting for a while, Zhou Zhou Xian summed up the three words of shit luck like this.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback and asked unconsciously.

"Humph! Since they say it's shit luck, have you ever seen them step on shit for no reason on weekdays? ”

Zhang Xiaofan thought about it, and sure enough, he didn't see anyone taking the initiative to step on dog shit in his memory, even after he just stepped on dog shit, he felt nauseous, and without thinking about it, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.

"That's not it, so whatever shit luck is fooling, what the immortals said is true.

This immortal is straightforward, judging life and death with one word, and has always been undeceived and never fooled people.

Being pulled on the head by a bird proves that you Yintang is black and unlucky, and you have stepped on dog shit, and if you don't ask for the guidance of this immortal, you will have a bloody disaster today......."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned by Zhou Zhou Xian, and was still thinking about why he had a blood-light disaster, with his Jindan Realm's strength, if he didn't cause trouble, how could he provoke a blood-light disaster for no reason.

However, he had never seen the world here, and he was fooled by Zhou Xian's words.

The little sister of her family, who thought that she had already seen through everything, watched her own junior brother being fooled by an old god stick, but she just stopped doing it.

Tian Ling'er stepped forward directly, pulled Zhang Xiaofan behind him, stopped his chest, and faced Zhou Yixian.

"Old god stick, full of nonsense, why is there a bloody disaster in my little Fan Master, you can say it and take a look."

Listening to Tian Ling'er's call of the Zhou Zhou Immortal Stick, the big Lori behind Zhou Zhou Xian nodded in agreement, and when she looked at Tian Ling'er again, she felt like she had found a confidant.

However, the next moment......

"Humph! I, a disciple of Qingyun Dazhu Peak, are walking outside, and I don't take the initiative to provoke right and wrong, is it possible that who can make things difficult for the two of us for no reason? ”

This is to move out of his own backstage to oppress people.

Listening to Tian Ling'er's words, Baguio was ready to nod in agreement, although the positions are different, one is right and one is a demon, but Baguio also has to admit that Qingyun's name is definitely very useful.

It's just that she was just about to nod, but from Tian Ling'er's words, she sensitively found that she seemed to have ignored something.

What is it?

Qingyun, Dazhufeng.....

The female disciple from Dazhu Peak, except for Tian Ling'er, the daughter of the first seat, will have no one else.

So, here's the problem.....

Qingyun Dazhu Peak, which has only seven disciples, six of them are older than Tian Ling'er, who is the little Fan Master in her mouth?

Qingyunmen, Dazhufeng, the youngest disciple..... Zhang Xiaofan!

In an instant, Baguio's face darkened.

"Your name is Zhang Xiaofan?"

I don't know when, a small white flower with a glittering luster appeared in Baguio's hand.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, Baguio directly asked the guess in his heart.

Although it was a guess, she was almost sure in her heart.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

My heart is still full of puzzlement, what's the matter, I have never been in the clouds, how can anyone recognize who he is?

He didn't know that thanks to telling a story with a certain divine stick, as long as he went to Heyang City and said the name of his youngest disciple of Qingyun Great Bamboo Peak, as long as he was over seven years old, he could basically call his name.

Of course, no one has left him to answer now, and this is not the time for him to wonder.

Just as he nodded yes and said that he was Zhang Xiaofan, the sad strange flower in Baguio's hand took the girl under Xiaobai's careful training, and under the influence of Zhou Zhou Xian's continuous transmission of skills, it had already surpassed Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation power, and smashed it into Zhang Xiaofan with lightning speed.

The sad strange flower was in front, Baguio was behind, and his figure turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Zhang Xiaofan at a speed that was difficult for mortals to distinguish.

"What a Zhang Xiaofan, this girl has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Before Zhang Xiaofan could react to what was happening, he felt a voice full of resentment and gnashing of teeth in his ears.

Then, before Zhang Xiaofan could figure out why this girl knew about herself and why she waited for herself, she felt a bad wind coming.

Without thinking about it, the burning stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand instinctively raised and blocked in front of him.

Clang!

In the smoke and dust, gold and iron resonated, like a mountain collapse and the ground cracked, and a loud bang sounded in the bustling streets of Tianyun City.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of countless mind cultivators.

When the smoke and dust cleared, and then looked at the scene in the field, Baguio held a sad strange flower in his hand and looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a dark face.

And that Zhang Xiaofan, despite relying on the benefits of the Soul Devouring Divine Soldier, despite the three Dharma initiates of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, under the sneak attack of Baguio's stronger force than himself, he still couldn't help but spill a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.