"Evil real people......." Daoist Ge muttered, "I think I've heard this name somewhere......."

"Ah........ It doesn't really remember who it is........ But by chance........ It remembered that it was Zhao Zhenzhen.........." I said hesitantly, without revealing the details, and quickly changed the topic: "As far as the current situation is concerned, it is doing well!" ”

"He's still alive, isn't he?" Daoist Ge asked me word by word. Pen & Fun & Ge www.biquge.infoww.ige

"In a way....... That's right........" When I replied, I was a little unsure.

Daoist Ge gritted his teeth, his body trembled slightly, and his face became much more ugly in an instant.

This old man is not a fool.

I guess he's already feeling something.

In addition, he also said just now, where does he seem to have heard the name of the evil real person, then nine times out of ten he has already .......

"He's alive in a way?" A smile gradually appeared on Daoist Ge's face, there was an unconcealable disappointment in his eyes, and the grief in his tone seemed to be about to overflow: "It looks like he's dead, really dead, damn it, I didn't expect this bastard to become unjust after he died........"

"You've heard of the Evil Guys?" I asked tentatively.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't heard much of the details, but I've heard about it." Daoist Ge sighed: "A few years ago, someone told me that on Fang Shiliang's mountain, there seems to be an extremely powerful injustice cultivating in it. ”

"Evil people?" The bitter monk frowned tightly, and muttered with a puzzled face: "What kind of injustice is this....... Why haven't you heard of ........?"

"Oh no, looking at you like this, you should be very familiar with Zhao Zhenzhen, how did he become wronged, none of you know this?" I was a little puzzled, and I said that I still want them to help me solve a puzzle, how did Zhao really cultivate the Dao, I really want to know this!

"I don't know." Daoist Ge shook his head: "When he died, we weren't there, but he ........"

Speaking of this, Daoist Ge suddenly spoke, frowned, and did not continue.

"Senior Ge, let me ask more, how old are you this year?" I asked tentatively: "Zhao is really not a short day to cultivate his injustice, how many years ago was that, how old are you this year?" ”

Hearing my question, Daoist Ge was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old man Zuo, and then at the bitter monk, and laughed with a complicated expression.

"It's hard for us to say." Daoist Ge touched the beard on his chin, and the expression on his face seemed to have some memories: "Anyway, among the few of us, your master is the biggest, followed by me, and then Zhao Huanzhen and the bitter monk." ”

"Lao Ge, after we finish this, we will go to the Ghost Mountain to pick up Lao Zhao back." The bitter monk said.

As soon as Daoist Ge was about to nod, I hurriedly opened my mouth and interrupted him.

"Don't go." I eagerly explained: "The evil real person can't remember the past at all, it only vaguely remembers that it is Zhao Huanzhen, I asked it, if you want to help check its life history, it said no." ”

"Why?" Daoist Ge was stunned.

"It has no interest in what happened to him in life, and it said that when it dies, it should look like it is dead." When I said this, the scene of the evil real person chatting with me suddenly came to mind.

Its expression at that time was very free, and it didn't seem to be nostalgic for what happened in his life at all.

Maybe....... That's a good thing, right?

"Hey, don't say it, this temper is the same as his temper when he was alive." Daoist Ge smiled, and seemed to understand what the evil real person thought: "This old thing is still so free and easy!" ”

"He's your friend, isn't he?" I asked Daoist Ge.

"yes, old friend." Daoist Ge nodded, then looked at me very seriously, and said, "Thank you for telling me the news, I will definitely do what I promised you before, you can rest assured." ”

I hummed and asked him, "Are you going to go to the Ghost Mountain to find it?" ”

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later." Daoist Ge sighed.

After saying this, Daoist Ge seemed to have lost the interest in chatting, and walked to the edge of the bonfire and sat down, looking at the burning bonfire without saying a word, and did not make a sound for a long time.

As for the bitter monk, he also followed, and sat silently beside Daoist Ge, without saying a word.

"You asked me to sell him this favor....... Are you also worried that I will fall into the hands of the Progressive Life Sect in the future? I saw that the two old guys didn't pay attention to this, so I asked the old man in a low voice.

"Not really....... old man said vaguely, "Anyway, my intuition tells me...... You don't lose money by selling him......"

"Forget it, what do you say?" I sighed.

When everyone sat back, the atmosphere slowly eased down, and there was no more of that smell of tension.

At this time, Mr. Tan came up to me with a smile and patted me on the shoulder.

"I didn't expect you to really be able to escape from the hands of the bitter monk."

"You don't look at who I am!" I laughed, looked him up and down, and said with some guilt: "You were beaten like this by the bitter monk, the reason should be on me, right?" ”

"Nonsense." Mr. Tan gave me a blank look: "If it weren't for you, how could I be beaten by him?" ”

Since there were bitter monks present, I didn't dare to say it too clearly, and said it vaguely.

"You didn't follow him to get me this time, I don't fall into the well, I have to thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, this time, the two of us are even." Mr. Tan smiled: "Didn't you let me go at the beginning?" ”

Hearing this, I smiled and didn't speak.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to relentless this time." Mr. Tan said, as if to remind me of something.

"I know." I shrugged my shoulders: "I know if you live or die." ”

At this time, Xiao Rulai also came over and happened to hear my words.

"No, it's you who die, we live." Xiao Rulai corrected.

"You get away, I won't bother others when I see you." I scolded impatiently: "Your master beat him, and you don't know how to help stop him?" It's just a matter of watching, right? ”

As soon as he heard me mention this, Xiao Rulai was speechless for a moment, and his face was full of guilt.

"He's already stopped me, and if it weren't for him, I'd have been beaten even worse." Mr. Tan helped Xiao Rulai to explain.

"Really?" I'm a little skeptical.

"Well, I stopped him, and then I broke three ribs, and it took me two days to get a little back." Xiao Ru said, raised his hand, pointed to his ribs, and smiled helplessly: "It's a pity that these bones are broken and worthless, and they still haven't been completely stopped, my master's temper is indeed ........."

"Fuck me!" I couldn't help but sigh: "Your master is very strong, even an apprentice can fight like this, let alone outsiders, no wonder so many people are afraid of him!" ”

When Xiao Rulai heard me say this, he just laughed and didn't speak.

I guess, he didn't dare to speak, if the bitter monk wasn't here, maybe this grandson would have said something.

Of course, this is all my guess.

I can't figure out what kind of temper Xiao Rulai is, but as far as I'm concerned, if Old Man Zuo dares to do this to me, I will at least have to stab him for thirty years to relieve my anger.

"I guess we're going to have to fight tomorrow, so get ready." Mr. Tan said in a low voice, looking at me with a helpless look in his eyes.

"So fast?" I frowned, "Who's going down first?" ”

"It depends on the arrangement of these old people." Mr. Tan sighed: "The Immortal Mountain is about to appear, and the day after tomorrow at the latest, we have to get the Dongtian Ring, and then go back to prepare." ”

"Immortal Mountain is about to appear!?" My eyes widened and I looked at Mr. Tan in disbelief: "Is this news accurate?" Where did you hear that?? ”

At this time, Daoist Ge interjected coldly: "Accurate." ”

"For Mao?" I asked without looking back, and my heart said that these old things are boring enough, why are you eavesdropping on us?

"Because that's what I said." Daoist Ge laughed twice.

"Well, he didn't lie to you." Old man Zuo said in a loud voice: "Time is running out, we have to hurry up and go back to prepare." ”

Daoist Ge nodded and asked Old Man Zuo: "Then let's have a good fight tomorrow?" ”

"Okay."

The old man Zuo said, raised his hand, and pointed to the iron coffin that the bitter monks had brought.

"This thing, let the bitter monk keep it for your funeral."

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