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It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you can't mess with the old man and the child Taoist monk, don't talk about the old man and the child, provoke the Taoist monk, even if it's just a small Taoist boy or a novice, unless you do it without a trace, otherwise, just wait for all the Taoist monks in the world to hunt you down all over the world under the banner of eliminating demons and defending the Tao!

Chen Daochang looked at the Seven Heroes Town standing quietly on the bank of the Xiliang River, and a fine light bloomed in his eyes!

Others don't know, but as the 138th generation head of Longhu Mountain, Chen Daochang knows everything about Qixia Town!

This time, I came specifically to find the legendary Taoist priest of the Daomen, Zhang Banxian!

Damn, Poor Dao has been catching ghosts for most of his life, and he has never been frightened by lonely ghosts, but this time he was frightened by a group of war spirits who don't know what era, and this revenge must be avenged!

It is said that the temper of this Taoist senior is a little bad, and I don't know if I can invite him out of the mountain...... Well, it should be possible, but Poor Dao has made a lot of money this time......

Thinking of the thick stack of silver tickets in his arms that could fill the bed, Chen Daochang's face twitched.

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"This donor, poor Taoist view, you have recently moved with red luan, and there is a red cloud in the center of your eyebrows, it seems that the donor has been lucky with peach blossoms recently! Poor Dao congratulates the donor in advance! ”

In the Seven Heroes Town, the tattered Zhang Banxian was still setting up a stall on the corner of the street to fool the passing merchants, and a series of sycophants squirted out without money, leaving the face in front of him. The man who looks like he is playing is so confused that he doesn't know the north, south, east and west. Smirked and took out three taels of silver. Happy to leave, still drooling when he left, I don't know what dirty things this guy is thinking.

Alas...... What the fuck is this...... Business is not good...... At the end of this day, I only earned ten taels of silver, and I wanted to ...... When Lin Ruofan's kid was here, he casually pitted a handful of merchants for a lot of silver......

Looking at the bits and pieces of silver on the stall that were quite bad in condition, Zhang Banxian sighed faintly, thinking about when Lin Ruofan was there. These pieces of silver do not enter their own eyes at all. As a result, now I can only make some scraps of silver!

The past is unbearable......

"Come on, don't look like you're dead! This is something we did wrong, we shouldn't hide it from him, treat him as one of those scumbags! ”

Millet with a broken bowl begging on the side opened with a gloomy face, at the end of this day, Millet's business is quite bad, begging for a long time only got one or two silver, compared with the previous is cloud mud!

"Alas...... Who would have thought that kid had such a strong self-esteem? It's our fault...... In fact, I should have confessed to him a long time ago, at least let him know that we know about martial arts......"

Zhang Banxian also sighed, the kid's resolute words and lonely back seemed to be still echoing in front of his eyes. The sentence "From now on, there will be no more Lin Ruofan in Seven Heroes Town" is so decisive, it will cut off all the relationships between him and himself and others with an understatement!

"It's useless to say anything now. This kid doesn't know where to run now. The last time I heard about his traces was when he was in the limelight in Balizhuang, and now a month has passed, and there is no trace of this kid, and the people of the beggar gang can't find him at all, and the Daomen doesn't know his traces, and they don't know how this kid is now. ”

Xiaomi's eyes were a little distant, as if she thought of the days when she used to stay with Lin Ruofan and pit those merchants.

"Come on, let's be okay, Pharmacist He has been closed for more than half a year, and he has locked himself in the room all day without talking, this guy won't be ......"

Speaking of Pharmacist He, Zhang Banxian's face became more and more ugly, since the incident of the demon beast, Pharmacist He closed the door and stopped practicing medicine, leaning against the window on the second floor all day long, eight out of twelve hours a day were looking at the direction that Lin Ruofan left, and the whole person was stupid.

"Alas......"

Speaking of He Pharmacist, Xiaomi is also helpless, He Pharmacist is different from himself, although he is the same kind of person, but the age gap with himself and others is too big, it is a little girl in her twenties, and her mood is naturally understandable.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... Chen Ang, the one hundred and thirty-eighth generation head of the Poor Road Dragon and Tiger Mountain, saw the ancestor! ”

Suddenly, just when Zhang Banxian and Xiaomi were outside the spirit, a sound sounded in front of Zhang Banxian, so startled that Zhang Banxian almost fell off the chair outside the spirit, and looked at it, but an old Taoist in a gold-wired black and white robe stood respectfully in front of him, with a look of respect.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain's? What are you looking for? The old way has not asked about the world for many years! Don't bother with the old ways! ”

Zhang Banxian was interrupted by someone and was very unhappy, so he waved his hand impatiently and told this guy to get out of here. I don't have a look, I don't see that I'm annoyed now?

"Qi Qi ancestor, the disciple came this time, it is indeed to invite the ancestor to come out of the mountain, the brand Tamengshan Village has been attacked by ghosts for three years, the people's lives are in dire straits, thousands of miles of wilderness, full of unjust ghosts, and there are many years of ancient war souls, the disciple asks the ancestor to come out of the mountain, subduing demons and subduing demons!"

Chen Ang was scolded by Zhang Banxian, there was no trace of annoyance on his face, but he did it with a smile, and took out a stack of silver tickets as thick as bricks from his arms: "This is the deposit delivered by Mengshan Village to the disciples, if the master can solve the ghost matter in Mengshan Village, Mengshan Village will still be thanked!" ”

Zhang Banxian's temperament, as long as people with status in the Dao Sect know that if nothing else is good, it will be a good money, as long as there is enough money, not to mention asking him to catch ghosts, just let him dig people's ancestral graves!

This, this, this...... How much is that?! Ten thousand? Lakh? Or a million?!

Looking at the silver ticket with a face value of one hundred taels on the top, Zhang Banxian's eyes were shining, and the whole person was convulsing as if he had committed a sheep's madness, his hands were trembling, and he almost fainted directly without taking a breath.

"Haha...... It's easy to say...... Chen Ang, right? You stay here first, and when this old guy is ready, we'll go together!" ”

Xiaomi grabbed the silver ticket that Chen Ang put on the stall, patted Chen Ang's shoulder with a smile, and took this matter down with a big bag, anyway, this half-immortal and himself are wearing a pair of pants, as long as they promise to come down, this old thing will definitely not say anything!

"Then thank you seniors...... The disciple will find a place to live here, and hope that the master will get ready as soon as possible, and time will not wait. ”

Chen Ang looked at Xiaomi's hand patting his shoulder, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, this senior's skill is really extraordinary, and he can't dodge it!

Looking at Chen Ang's back disappearing on the street corner, Xiaomi's eyes were shining, weighing the thickness, at least 50,000 taels!

Fifty thousand taels! How long do you have to make yourself and the old thing dashing?!

Hey...... Dream Hill Village? It's just a small thing!

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )

PS: Hmm...... It's almost, the carts and horses are almost out, it's time for the chessboard to fight......