"Dead old woman, did you make the hands and feet on Zhi'er?" At this time, lying on the roof, from the gap in a piece of tiles that had been removed, looking at Uncle Jin, who was sitting on the chair with Xuanyangzi dejected, turned his head to Aunt Hua, who was smiling and trembling, and her face was about to be smoothed out.

"Dead old man, naturally I did it, is it still you?" Aunt Hua, who was standing next to her, first glanced at Uncle Jin, and then said triumphantly: "I have already thought about it, Zhi'er has a special physique, and he has washed the menstrual marrow, but even the three of us can't see it, it is really a good way to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger." At that time, the old woman thought that if some more prohibitions were added to Zhi'er, so that even if people carefully probed with Zhenyuan, they would not be able to realize that Zhi'er was an immortal cultivator, then this pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger would be considered complete. ”

"Hahahaha......" Aunt Hua couldn't help but let out a smug laugh.

I'm afraid that only immortal cultivators or demons of the same level as her can find out about this prohibition of hers, otherwise they will be like Xuanyangzi, without a clue.

"Hmph!" Uncle Jin snorted lightly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Aunt Hua, but he also agreed very much in his heart-

I have to say that this dead old woman's ideas are really good sometimes, and I will add a similar prohibition to Zhi'er in the future. With the superposition of the prohibition between me and this dead old woman, even the immortal cultivators who are much higher than us will definitely not be able to see the depth of Zhi'er.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jin couldn't help but be happy.

"Aunt Hua, the head of this Yunyin Sect is not a wicked person, and the Yunyin Sect is also a righteous sect that destroys demons and guards, you don't have to play tricks on him too much. At this time, Aunt Hua and Uncle Jin heard a beautiful voice like a heavenly sound, which was the sound of Wei Yin suspended in the air, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens.

"This old thing dares to bully our Zhi'er, I'm just angry, and Zhi'er also said that he will be punished, so I will help Zhi'er achieve his wish. Aunt Hua naturally knew that what Wei Yinyin was talking about was Xuanyangzi's three inexplicable "bifurcation" incidents, and explained with a smile at the moment.

Although Aunt Hua has always been extremely disagreeable with Uncle Jin, quarreling and bickering every day, and looking at each other unpleasantly, she has always obeyed Wei Yinyin's opinion, and then continued: "But Wei's you have said so, I will not tease him in the future." ”

Li Yanzhi was indeed not mistaken, the wisp he saw in the air was like an embroidery needle, which was indeed Aunt Hua's embroidery needle, and every time Xuanyangzi "forked the qi", it was caused by being pierced on his body.

"Haha, 'old thing'?" suddenly came Uncle Jin's undisguised sneer, "Dead old woman, I've seen someone pretend to be tender, but I've never seen you pretend to be like this." You are at least one or two thousand years older than this Xuanyangzi, and you still call him an 'old thing', haha, you laugh at me!"

Uncle Jin clutched his stomach and laughed unscrupulously.

"Dead old man, look for death!"

No matter how old a woman is, she is a secretive topic about age, and Aunt Hua is no exception. Now that he is being ridiculed by Uncle Jin like this, he is furious.

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a palm-sized sewing kit appeared in the palm of his hand, and he sneered: "Dead old man, wait for me to make you a puppet, see how you laugh at me!"

"Dead old woman, then you have to ask me if I agree with the flat pole in my hand!" Uncle Jin did not show weakness, and suddenly a flat pole appeared on his left hand, five feet long, looking like it was wooden, but it exuded a faint and cold light unique to metal.

If Li Yanzhi was around, he would definitely recognize that this was the flat pole he used to kill the blue-faced man.

For a while, the air was as cold as an ice cellar, and the swords were tense, and the two really wanted to start fighting without saying a word.

Wei Yinyin had a headache, these two people have always been like this for so many years, and it really doesn't make people worry.

"Alright, let's settle down. Wei Yinyin's whisper, like the sound of nine heavens, suddenly came. Although the voice is low and extremely soft, it seems to have the supreme effect of initiating and calming the mind.

Just this sound suddenly calmed down the mood of Uncle Jin and Aunt Hua, who were upset and irritable and extremely angry, and the anger suddenly disappeared, and the sky-high battle intent that was originally permeating the air suddenly dissolved.

The two couldn't help laughing at themselves - they have been together for more than a thousand years, and what are they fighting.

Then the two of them seemed to realize something, and they all looked at Wei Yinyin in surprise.

"Wei, your Feather Heavenly Sound has improved again!" Aunt Hua asked with a hint of joy in her voice.

Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone, and it was clearly convinced.

With just one sentence, the anger of the two of them could dissipate, and it was obvious that the Feather Heavenly Sound had been practiced to the Transformation Realm.

Wei Yinyin smiled lightly and was silent, which was considered a default.

"Uncle Jin, but I lost money again in the Shenren Workshop, so I am so angry today?" A moment later, Wei Yinyin's voice came again.

In the past, although Uncle Jin and Aunt Hua did not deal with each other, they generally did not compete with Aunt Hua in words, but today they have changed from usual, and they should have lost money.

Every time Uncle Jin loses money, he is in a very irritable mood.

"You can see that. Uncle Jin touched the door of his head, a little embarrassed, and then looked down at his clothes, and said: "It must be this dress that hurts, breaking the door, isn't it still a broken door!"

It turned out that Uncle Jin was wearing a cardigan with a blue cloth today, but for some reason, the bottom was cut down.

As he spoke, Uncle Jin looked at Aunt Hua angrily, obviously having guessed the initiator.

"Bad luck, I won't wear this clothes anymore!" he said as he took off his shirt and threw it away.

Aunt Hua, who was rickety into a little old woman, rolled her eyes in the dark night sky a few times, and hurriedly stopped: "Why are you so stingy, I just had a little less material when I was making a puppet, and I saw that your clothes were just right, so I cut a little." If you don't like it, I'll re-sew it for you. ”

"Yo, the sun is coming out in the west, and you dead old woman will help me sew and mend my clothes one day?" Uncle Jin said flattered and incredulous.

After living together for one or two thousand years, the oil bottle in Uncle Jin's house collapsed, and Aunt Hua decided to kick it and never help to help it. What's more, it's to help him sew and mend clothes, which is a unique thing, no wonder Uncle Jin is so shocked.

Aunt Hua pinched the sewing kit in her hand, resisted the urge to stab him to death with an awl, and smiled as sincerely as possible: "I didn't expect that there would be this day, Xu is the role of Wei's feather Tianyin." ”

"Then there's work. After that, Uncle Jin politely put the short shirt in his hand into Aunt Hua's hand, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Wei's feathering heavenly sound really has this effect?

Aunt Hua lowered her head and smiled as if her plan had succeeded.

Wei Yinyin chose to remain silent at this time, she naturally knew the true intention of Aunt Hua's 180-degree abnormal behavior today.

"Does the shoulder really matter?" Suddenly, Uncle Jin said a sentence without a head or an end.

"No matter what, it's still the same sentence, you are responsible for burying the pit you dug yourself. Aunt Hua understood and replied.

"It's getting late, and it's time for us to go back. Wei Yinyin obviously knew what kind of dumb riddle the two were playing, so she didn't ask, but looked at the sky and said.

As he spoke, the three figures suddenly disappeared from the same place in an instant, as if there had never been a person on the eaves, it was really godly!