"My lord, from now on, all the disciples of our autopsy sect must serve Lord Bloody Dizang wholeheartedly and go to the soup and fire! Don't hesitate! The old shaman, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at me with a sincere look in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… It's over, it's hard to ride a tiger! What's going on with this guy? How can you admit death? Where do I look like the Blood Law Sect's gang of vicious people? "Seeing so many people bowing down to me at once, I couldn't be angry with these guys anymore...... Especially the scene in front of me that looks weathered and old.

I'm starting to wonder now, who is that ambassador of the Blood Law Sect? Is he still watching me secretly from so many disciples? The most important question is why he still allows me to pretend to be him and not testify?

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a chill on my back, who knows what medicine he sells in his gourd! Especially with such a secret enemy, I am afraid that even if a sharp knife falls on my throat like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to detect it.

"Lord Messenger—" The old shaman suddenly grabbed my hands, stood up, and said with emotion, "I know that your lord is young and promising, and you are used to being alone, and the little old man must have provoked you to be reluctant to show up, so ...... was angry just now" The old shaman grabbed my hand and grabbed it tighter.

"My lord, I'm just begging you to do this!"

"I'll ...... Why is it so vigorous! "My hand hurts, Rao is my current body, my hand feels like it is going to be crushed, I was just about to break his hand, but the strange force in his hand is like a peerless iron tong firmly bites my tiger's mouth, I can't break free, and finally I can only say, "In the future, I can all be colleagues, everything is easy to discuss, easy to say...... Well said......"

"Really?" The old shaman's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very happy.

"Seriously, seriously!" I don't know how long I haven't had pain, not to mention the ten fingers on my hand, I can't eat the pain, so I have to agree to it all.

"Good!" The old shaman let go of my hands and said aloud to his disciples, "Ancestor bless! Let my autopsy door have the glory it is today! In order to commemorate the day of today's award, I have decided to hold a big feast for three days from today. ”

"The disciple is here!" The previous senior disciple knelt down with a smile on his face, "The disciple is here, what does the master command?" ”

"Now you take your juniors and disciples to post heroic posts, and notify all the sects and factions under our Blood Law Sect! Hahaha let them all come and see how we are today! ”

"Yes!" The eldest disciple turned around and ordered a few disciples and said, "A few of you will go with me to make some name posts, and then go to each faction to inform you...... Everyone else does their job, buying vegetables and cooking! After saying that, a few people took the order, and then set off to leave, and the other disciples also left without stopping, and the building was empty in an instant, leaving only me and the shaman.

"That...... The Messenger of the West? I rubbed my aching palm, "What do you want me to do?" You say it is. ”

"Don't say that the messenger is long and the messenger is short, the old man has no name and no surname, you just call me a thief." The old shaman sat down on the spot, took out a gourd of liquor from his arms, handed it to me with a dog's leg, and asked, "Do you want to eat?" ”

"......" is also funny, somehow I actually think this old shaman is still very amiable to speak, like the doorman in the school, but I am quite willing to talk to him when I take away his strange outfit and see his amiable appearance.

"Sit down as if this were home." The shaman took a sip of dog meat and drank a sip of liquor, looking very happy.

"I didn't expect the situation to turn out like this." I shook my head amusedly and sat down, but I refused the leg he offered.

"Ha-" The old shaman looked at me and said, "I didn't expect it, it turns out that the Blood Law Sect still has a young talent like you, don't mind, I used to be a ghost teacher, and I have grown a pair of yin and yang eyes since I was a child, I know at a glance that your body is inhuman and your soul is immature and healthy, only as young as a twenty-year-old man, and the ghost power cultivated by your whole body is pure and strong, so the skill of soul refining makes the old man very admired!" I just don't know what to call it? ”

"Ah, this, my name is Feng Jian...... Feng Jian. "In the middle of the conversation, I hurriedly changed my accent slightly, it was ridiculous to say that I was chatting with a vicious leader of the Blood Law Sect now, how could I directly report my name?

"Sealed?!" The old shaman stopped the flask in his hand and looked at me thoughtfully, "Feng? ”

"Well, Feng Jian, this is the name of my layman, since I served Lord Blood Dizang, I have been given the Dharma name - Chang Kai." I remember that when I met the Blood Ground Treasure before, he looked like a monk, and with the knowledge that Jeep had given me to popularize science, I knew that the Blood Law Sect was a Zen sect, and the people in it all had Dharma names.

For this reason, I made up this nonsense, in order not to reveal flaws.

"Oh...... Feng Ah...... "Somehow, the shaman's face was as if he was lost, "Forget the old accounts, by the way, I haven't said anything about the request I mentioned to you below, Brother Feng Jian, you must agree." ”

"Hmm...... What's the matter, dude? "Not to mention the old man, the age difference between the two of us is almost an old grandfather.

"It's nothing, I just want you to stay in my door for the next three days and enjoy the feast together." As he spoke, he carried the Sect Master's handwritten edict in his arms into my arms, "Then it's best to take out the Sect Master's handwritten edict and read it out loud at the beginning of the banquet when the guests are all seated......" The old man squinted his eyes and smiled, one hand still twisting his mustache, and it is estimated that he has already made up for the scenery of tomorrow's banquet.

"Brother Qiangan, brother Qiangan" Seeing that his saliva was about to flow out, I stretched out my hand and pushed him awake.

"Oops, oops! I lost my temper in front of my brother again......" The shaman wiped a handful of saliva, grabbed me from the ground, took me by the shoulder, and stood up with me, and walked towards the side of the house.

"If the elder brother is okay in the past two days, he will stay with us for two days, if it really doesn't work, even if he leaves halfway through the banquet tomorrow!"

That's right, this old shaman named Qi Gan does have a very persistent vanity, and seeing his eyes shining, I guess I can read it a thousand times in front of those guests! But I have no way to escape now, so I can take one step at a time.

"Okay, okay, it's up to my brother!"

"Good! Hahahaha! Camel, come, take the adults to the wing room and rest first. As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow flashed out, and when I looked at it again, I saw that the hunchback before was kneeling in front of us with a sneer.

"Then brother, we'll see you tomorrow!" With a word, the old shaman was in a good mood and left without looking back.