Chapter 66 Fooling you is like playing

After saying that, the little weasel pouted his tail and ran in one direction. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

How could Zhang Han let go of this opportunity, if he gave it a run, who knows what kind of moths will come out, these guys call their companions a nest.

Looking at the little yellow wolf farther and farther away, the dragon-shaped eight-step sword came out of his hand and swished into the road in front of the little yellow wolf.

The little weasel didn't understand what was going on, and turned his head to see if the Taoist priest had followed.

Zhang Han rushed up, grabbed the little weasel's tail, lifted it directly, and came to the sky.

Who knew that as soon as the little yellow wolf's buttocks moved, a stench hit his face, and a yellow stink mass wrapped Zhang Han's head.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong." Zhang Han forgot that the little yellow wolf had a self-defense weapon, and as he spoke, the hand holding the little yellow wolf did not loosen but clenched it tighter.

The little yellow wolf was a little anxious, proud of Zhang Han's Taoism just now, and wanted to take him to brag to his friends.

Now how to catch his tail again, I can't figure out what Zhang Han means for a while.

Zhang Han's whole brain was chaotic, his mouth and nose were stinky, and when he said a few words, all he got into his mouth was stench.

"The Yellow Immortal Demon was excited, and Xiaodao suddenly discovered that there was a strange place in the Yellow Immortal, which could be a big discovery."

Zhang Han endured the cold and the stench at the same time, and continued to make up lies.

The little yellow wolf spirit is desperate, thinking that Zhang Han wants to take its life, it is a desperate struggle.

Zhang Han saw that the next round of stench was coming, so he didn't stop pulling the tail of the little yellow wolf and threw it on the snow.

Left and right, the air whizzed and swirled on the ground, smack, and fell at least a hundred times.

It wasn't until Zhang Han's arm was a little warmer and his body was relieved that it was not so cold before he stopped.

And the little yellow wolf has been thrown half dead, his mouth and ears are bloody, and there is no movement.

Finished! You won't be thrown to death, will you?

Zhang Handou shook off the little yellow wolf, turned over and still didn't wake up.

"Yellow Immortals?"

There was another gust of wind, and a snowflake hit Zhang Han, and it was not a way to go on like this.

The only way was to go outside, but there was nothing else within a kilometer that the white-eyed ghost saw it.

You can't go back, can you?

Another gust of wind blew, Zhang Han couldn't stand it, so he decisively chose to go back first, put on a padded jacket and come again, and took the little weasel away.

Come and go in a hurry, a second of time, convenient.

Zhang Han, who returned home, directly wrapped himself in a cotton jacket, and then dragged the little weasel to the toilet.

Thrown directly into the toilet bowl and purring the water to bathe the little weasel.

After a few reincarnations, the little weasel finally reacted, coughed a few times and spit out water from his full stomach.

"How is Huang Xian?" Zhang Han stared at the little weasel spitting water with bad intentions.

The little weasel first looked around, and instantly wilted, "Grandpa, Grandpa Dao Chang has surrounded me, I just became a sperm for two days, my grandfather." ”

The little weasel cried and shouted and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and the momentum of pretending to be a great immortal had already been lost.

Zhang Han laughed and said, "Huang Xian, how can my Huang Daxian be like this? ”

"Grandpa went around me, around me."

Zhang Han patted the little weasel's head with a dragon-shaped sword and said, "Tell me, what is the horse conference?" ”

The little weasel's eyes rolled, "Don't you know?" ”

Zhang Han was not polite, and slapped the little weasel below with a sword, "I know, I still ask you?" ”

The little weasel ate the beating, and he was honest, "The horse conference is a disciple recruitment conference held every year by the five immortals of Changbai, and every year many masters from many places gather in Changbai Pool. It was a spectacular scene. ”

Zhang Han nodded the little weasel's head, "Can you go in?" ”

The little weasel scratched his head, "I can't get in, but we have a secret passage to sneak in." Hmm..."

The little weasel realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly covered his mouth and looked at Zhang Han in panic.

"Hehe, you slippery head, take me with you today!" Zhang Han smiled sinisterly.

Taking advantage of the little weasel's inattention, he pulled out a black thing from his back, and the tip of the sword picked the little weasel's hand and stuffed it into its mouth.

The little weasel was even more panicked and wanted to pout its tail to attack Zhang Han, but was slapped into the ground by Zhang Han's sword.

With a little more effort, it is estimated that the intestines of the little weasel can be photographed.

"I can't do anything if you ran away just now, but now if you run? Hehe, without my antidote, you will die miserably, and the gods will not be able to save you. But if you cooperate with me well, I can give you the opportunity to improve your spells, so that you can easily raise your head in front of your people. ”

Zhang Han lured the little weasel with a frightened tone and a tempting condition.

A small piece of soap coming down from the lavender soap pass stunned the little weasel.

The little weasel's two small legs trembled, lying on the ground and not daring to move, and asked, "What can I help you?" ”

Zhang Han chuckled, "It's very simple, take me to Tianchi and bring me out safely, it's not simple." ”

How dare the little weasel say no, but it is still easy to enter the Tianchi today.

Without any delay, Zhang Han activated the space-time box again and turned back to the place just now.

This time, the little weasel was even more convinced of Zhang Han, and he was sure that the one in front of him was a powerful celestial master.

honestly led Zhang Han to Tianchi, and took the initiative to introduce the situation about Tianchi and the horse conference.

The so-called Tianchi is a hot spring under Changbai Mountain, because it has some power.

It was named Tianchi by the Changbai Five Immortals, and they built many ancestral halls around Tianchi.

There are five ancestral halls of average size, which are dedicated to the five immortals, and in addition to the five ancestral halls, there is also a large hall of the giant spirit god.

That is, the place where the annual horse festival is held, where many disciples of Chengjing and others will hold ceremonies to join their respective halls.

In addition, there are some disciples from various sects, and those who have wisdom roots in everything can become disciples and have the opportunity to become the hall master of the hall.

When he said this, the little weasel was obviously excited, and his eyes were bright, full of imagination and anticipation.

Zhang Han didn't want to extinguish its dream, so he comforted the little weasel, "You can, believe in yourself, you will one day become an excellent disciple." ”

The little weasel gave Zhang Han a look gratefully, and his tearful appearance was very pitiful.

Speaking of which, Zhang Han wanted to laugh, so he actually encouraged the little weasel, and he would definitely be laughed out of his teeth when he said it.

After walking for at least five miles, Zhang Han vaguely saw the continuous snow-capped mountains, towering and mysterious, surrounded by layers of mist.

"Dao Chief, that's Changbai Mountain, it's going to be there soon." The little weasel looked at the majestic Changbai Mountain and said excitedly.

Zhang Han hurriedly used the white-eyed ghost technique to observe the surrounding situation, which seemed to be calm, but in fact there was a hidden crisis.

Since ancient times, there have been countless legends in Changbai Mountain, and the true and false cannot be believed.

At least on someone else's turf, you can't be arrogant.

"Well, let's go straight to Tianchi, it's no problem for me to go straight to Tianchi, will I be stopped by them if I go like this." At the critical moment, Zhang Han also asked the little weasel.

The little weasel was very calm, "No problem, I have a special passage to ensure that the Taoist master comes and goes safely." ”

"That's fine!"

As soon as Zhang Han finished speaking, a group of people appeared in front of him, and one of them was a man in white, which made Zhang Han feel very familiar.