Shang Jinchang took back his "seized" rattan snake staff and pillowed it under the back of his head to protect it as if he cherished his own life, his head was on the staff, and his head was still on the staff.

It was finally past eleven o'clock, and in the morning, the master of Wudang Mountain in Shangjinchang sent a message, saying that he was expected to arrive at the airport in D city at about one o'clock. Because Shang Jinchang was seriously injured and had difficulty moving, he had to go to the airport to greet Kong Lingqi, a registered disciple.

Seeing that Gong Ziran woke up safe and sound, Sister Feng and the seven of them who hadn't slept all night last night were relieved and went to find a place to make up for sleep. When the energy consumption is too great when they are nervous, they will be a little unable to stand it.

In a blink of an eye, only Gong Ziran, Li Ruoya, and Shang Jinchang, who was watching the treasure, were left on the entire hill.

Finally purified, Gong Ziran began to squat on the ground and enjoy his delicious meal. There is not only soup in the soup bowl, but also eggs, and they are also skewered.

Gong Ziran pulled out the bastard with his hands, and said in his heart that this thing is good, the only fly in the ointment is that there is no place to sit, if only the tombstone of the ancestor Xing Erzhu of the white-bearded liar was moved.

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Just after three o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Jinchang's master arrived, Kong Lingqi drove Sister Feng's company car to pick it up, this kid still has this ability, Gong Ziran really doesn't know.

Before Shang Jinchang's master got out of the car, Sister Feng ran to greet her with her secretary, which was arranged by Sister Feng in advance, so that Kong Lingqi would make a call in advance when he was about to arrive, don't oversleep and snub the seniors.

Gong Ziran was basking the wound with his back to the sun, so that the wound would be inflammatory, and the scab would heal quickly. This will be the old-timer, so he naturally can't lose his manners, so he got dressed and greeted Li Ruoya together.

For a while, only Shang Jinchang, the protagonist himself, was left on the entire hill. As for the others, they all rushed to Master Shang Jinchang. Not to mention the profound skills of the people who came, the identity of the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain alone is worth seeing freshly.

Sister Feng stepped forward and opened the car door herself, and the old man walked down from inside. No, it's not an old man. Although Shang Jinchang's master was in his eighties, he looked only about forty years old, of medium height, wearing a black leather jacket, no different from ordinary people on the street. The only thing that's special is that he has a whisk in his hand.

According to Gong Ziran's judgment, this dust whisk is definitely a real guy, and it is definitely not the thing that pretends to cheat money in the alley, and can only be used to chase flies.

"You are the chief of Kuraki Road, I am the general manager of Baiye Real Estate. Just call me Xiao Feng. Sister Feng politely stretched out her hand.

Shang Jinchang's name, Sister Feng had already asked in advance, including Master's hobbies, habits and other precautions, Shang Jinchang said it.

"Hello! I'm the road number Kuraki. Daoist Kuraki stretched out his right hand and shook it with Sister Feng, without a bit of the shelf of a superior senior, "Eh, where is the little fat man?" ”

"Little fat man?" Sister Feng took two or three seconds to react, "You're talking about Master Shang, right?" Master Shang, he is lying on the hill. ”

"Take me to see it." Michicho Kuraki was a little anxious.

Hearing this, Sister Feng hurriedly led the way in front, and a group of people followed behind. Gong Ziran and Li Ruoya greeted Michigan Kuraki on the road and introduced themselves. Michicho Kuraki praised Gong Ziran and the two of them for education, saying that young people should work hard and not be like a little fat man who is unlearned and unskilled.

Gong Ziran said secretly, how many angry things did this dead fat man do on Wudang Mountain? was actually evaluated by his master like this, it must be more than just peeking at the little nun taking a bath.

"Eh...... Oh...... Prosperous...... Henry ......"

Before they had reached the top of the hill and saw no one in sight, they heard a groan of pain. Moaning. More accurately it should be miserable moaning. The moaning sound is about the same rhythm as the sound made by the shrew when she slanders people.

Gong Ziran wondered, this voice is a dead fat man, he was fine just now, it doesn't look like his condition is getting worse, what's wrong with spring?

When Kuraki heard the voice, he hurriedly accelerated in the direction where the sound came, and the people behind him were pulled out of the country with bad legs.

On the top of the mountain, as soon as the head of Cangmu Dao appeared, Shang Jinchang, who was wrapped in bandages like Aunt Mu's grandmother, covered his chest and cried: "Master, if your old man comes one step later, he will never see the apprentice again, the apprentice is so painful......"

Shang Jinchang let out a cry and scared a bird to death. Those who followed behind, and those who didn't, were all dumbfounded. Is it really that painful? How was it not painful just now? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Michicho Kuraki threw himself in front of Shang Jinchang's bed, grabbed his wrist, and said, "Little fat man, why are you growing meat again?" Day by day, can't you eat less? Be in the same shape as you are a teacher. ”

Gong Ziran, Li Ruoya and Kong Lingqi all sweated a waterfall, and the conversation between the master and apprentice couldn't be connected. Cangmu Daochang looks serious, how can he be the same as Shang Jinchang in his bones, there is really any apprentice there is a master.

"Master, when has it been, you are still talking about this. The apprentices waited for thousands of years, just waiting to see the master for the last time. Master, you're here. Shang Jinchang actually cried out with sadness.

"Don't be afraid, little fat man, when the master comes, you'll be fine, don't say stupid things." Michicho Kuraki patted Shang Jinchang like a child.

Shang Jinchang grabbed the hand of the chief of Kuraki and said with difficulty: "Master, the apprentice is really not good, the apprentice hurts." Master, you will agree to the apprentice's last request, give the apprentice a pill of earth inflammation and marrow cleansing. ”

"What?" Kuraki Michicho stood up suddenly, "Diyan Cleansing Pill?" Where can I find this for you? There is only one pill in total, and you have already stolen it last time. ”

"Master, just give me another one. The apprentice was injured like this because of his lack of strength. You give me another pill to make up for it, otherwise if the apprentice hangs up one day, who will give you a pension and send it to the end? Shang Jinchang wiped away his tears and said with a hippie smile.

"No, no. As a teacher, you take the road of immortality, why do you always look forward to my death? Anxious to inherit my property, isn't it? Michicho Kuraki looked displeased.

"Hey, hey! Master, don't pretend, I told you last time when Uncle Fifth was drunk, you still have at least three in your hand. Shang Jinchang seemed to understand the temper of Michicho Kuraki, and did not feel afraid at all, and continued.

The muscles on Michicho Kuraki's face twitched three times, and he said helplessly: "The Earth Inflammation Purifying Pill is made of the Earth Inflammation Crystal produced during the eruption of the volcano, which has the effect of washing the marrow and quenching the body, and it is extremely precious. The power of the pill you stole last time has not been fully absorbed, and it would be a waste to take it again. When you reach the Mixed Yuan realm, if you haven't been eaten by me, I'll give you one. ”