It was already noon when the three of the crazy old men were sent by the carriage sent by the Wu family to the 'Linghui Evening', and Yizhuang was still the same as before leaving, but also, people would not come to this kind of place for no reason, Wei Xiong and Chen Dong looked at the crazy old man in the wooden box under the plaque, and looked at it with a smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Old man, what can make you so happy" Chen Dong sat on the chair next to the table of the Eight Immortals, and said loudly to the crazy old man who was walking towards him.

"Needless to say, it must be silver taels?" Wei Xiong said half-lying on the Luban chair.

"Silver taels? In that broken wooden box at the door? Chen Dong said questioningly.

"Haha...... I'm crazy old man! The crazy old man kept shouting as he walked into the hall, picking up a large bowl and drinking tea, his eyes still fixed on the few pieces of oilcloth paper in his hand.

"Nephew Chen Xian is right, it's silver, you can see for yourself"

Chen Dong took it and counted a total of four pieces of oilcloth paper of different sizes, which were basically bookmarks inviting people to come to work, and before Chen Dong finished reading it, he heard the voice of the crazy old man.

"This time it was a bumper harvest, six hundred taels ...... Three hundred taels ...... Thousand...... Two thousand ...... Haha...... "When the crazy old man counted the silver tickets in his hand, he found that Wei Xiong and Chen Dong were staring at him with strange eyes.

"Two virtuous nephews, is there anything wrong?" The crazy old man said after his laughter slowed down.

Chen Dong put the oilcloth paper on the table and said: "Old man, we have no credit and hard work, Senior Brother Wei is still injured, you see ......"

"Oh, hehe...... Don't worry, my crazy old man regards money as dung, your efforts should be rewarded, what do you think? ”

Chen Dong was very happy when he heard this, he couldn't stop smiling, and said one senior after another: "Senior, you are really, we don't mean that, oops!" Since you have said so from the seniors, then the juniors will obey the arrangements of the seniors."

Wei Xiong scolded the two old and young slippery heads in his heart: "Hypocrisy! Then he ignored them, picked up the oilcloth paper on the table, and looked at it, and then heard the mad old man's words almost make him laugh.

"Chen Xian's nephew is really respectful of the elderly, I am not a person who does not love the young, the precious compass belongs to you, I can't give you some dung, right?"

As soon as Chen Dong heard this, the clouds immediately rose, he was speechless, and he couldn't speak after opening his mouth several times.

"Nephew Chen Xian doesn't need to be excited, it's nothing for me to suffer a little loss as an old man, so you don't have to be grateful to me, this is what I should do. Alright, I'll make a good lunch, and you can do as you please," said the mad old man, taking the silver tickets in his arms, and running out of the hall.

"Old man, you ......"

"Haha...... Haha......"

"You're still smiling, seeing that the wealth has turned into water." Chen Dong, whose face was green, said to Wei Xiong, who was lying on the table with a smile.

"Fat Dong, I think you still forget it, that old guy is slipping, haha......"

"I'm not doing this for our good, you're still indifferent, what's the use of asking for that broken compass" Chen Dong sat down and said sullenly.

"I think the crazy old man is right, do we want to be so useful? Master didn't teach us not to be blinded by these things, because it would delay our cultivation."

"I ......"

"Okay, put that compass away, who knows if Cao Yin will find it here"

"I'm going to go to him, if he dares to come here, I'll kill the old puppet apprentice."

"Don't talk about them, how did you discuss it with Senior Sister Chu just now?"

"What else, they agreed to our conditions, but they have to help them solve the matter of 'Wenshui Stream' before they deal with the Sleeping Hades with us, and they have to find some other fellow Daoists, and they will join us here in a month" Chen Dong's tone was a little unhappy, and it seemed that he was still unwilling to deal with what happened just now.

"I heard from the eldest lady that the Sleeping Hades King was only out of the customs in July Halloween, and now there are still more than three months, and there is no problem in going to the 'Wenshui Stream' first, and we are also preparing to prepare," Wei Xiong said.

"You didn't tell her about the mouse, did you?"

"No, I just pushed it ambiguously, and she didn't ask anything else when she saw that we agreed."

Yang Tianhao didn't know everything after the fight on the mountain, when he and Chen Dong arrived under the pine tree at about the same time, and saw Wei Xiong holding a long sword desperately to fight, just when Wang Lung and the three of them were close to Wei Xiong, if they were a little later, Wei Xiong's consequences would be really unimaginable, just when Chen Dong was crazy about the enemy's dissolution and precautions, seeing Wang Lung secretly standing behind him with a sharp knife in his hand and about to insert it, Yang Tianhao was desperate and used the killing move that had not yet been completed. Originally, it was planned for Wei Xiong and them to try the 'Soul Chasing Needle', but the situation was critical, so they tried desperately, but fortunately they not only urged it but also hit it with one hit, but the price was that they almost lost their souls.

Seeing Wang Lung fleeing in a panic, although he was unwilling, he was also relieved, and Miao Xianghuan explained a few words and entered the bell, in fact, he was really lucky this time, after absorbing the energy mist of the gimmick, together with the chaotic yin qi of the flower snake spirit before, it also broke out together, both of them are yin spirit things, and there is an obvious sense of each other.

After the two were combined, Yang Tianhao's yang soul was instantly shattered, even if he entered the bell, it was just a cloud of mist, if it weren't for Zhang Jinhua's quick use of the seven-star lamp to renew his life, I am afraid that he would really be a yin soul in his name.

Now he is cross-legged in the bell, his eyes are closed, the transparent figure is gradually becoming real, and the aura that envelops him has slowly expanded to its original size, even a few points larger than the original, and it seems to have increased a little sensitivity to the body in the ancient cave, and after stabilizing, he recalled that it seemed that a long time ago, the silver needle on the mountain was still afraid, although it was a sneak attack artifact, but he didn't dare to try.

Yang Tianhao has been kneeling and adjusting his qi like this, and he always feels that a long, long time has passed, and he has a deeper understanding of cultivation, but there are a lot of incomprehensible questions, why would he use the same exercises that the flower snake used to deal with himself? Why did the silver needle, which had not been able to be urged, succeed this time? Although he killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred, he finally survived unharmed, and he kept thinking about these questions countless times but could not find answers, and finally, with a light sigh, opened his eyes and disappeared into the bell.