Although the little demon Duoduo's good friend is lost, we are infected by her sad emotions, but after all, there is no friendship, this sadness is only a foil, in the hearts of all of us, more, or the joy of reunion after a long absence, and the joy of the rest of the life.

However, at this moment, a sloppy old Taoist in a gray Taoist robe quietly appeared.

Gently stroking the little demon and Duoduo's smooth black hair with my hand, my back instantly straightened.

I was afraid, a chilling sense of fear that spread all over my body, and goosebumps all over my body rose up again and again. This sloppy old Taoist was about sixty years old, with a face like a monkey, high eyebrows and deep eyes, narrow eyebrows connected into a single eyebrow, and there were strange overlapping pupils in his eyes—the twelve methods say that a person with this appearance was blessed and died, and was born like a little ghost, and was also a difficult person to deal with—he wore an untidy bun, his hair was pale, and his thick cotton robe was as old as a beggar.

Looking at such an image, the information that Cao Yanjun provided to me before instantly appeared in my mind.

Yes, the person who came was the master of Qingxu and Qingdong (Qingxuan followed another master), the first talisman master of the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain, and the real person of Mochizuki.

Seeing Mochizuki Zhenren slowly walking out of the dark forest, Qingxuan, who was squirming on the muddy ground, was overjoyed, reached out and grabbed Mochizuki Zhenren's Taoist shoes and black thick trouser legs, and shouted "Uncle Shi, save me." Mochizuki paused for a moment, looked at Qingxuan on the ground, then at the fallen Qingxu, Qingdong, and our group, gently but resolutely kicked Qingxuan aside, and then walked towards us.

In the end, Miscellaneous Xiaodao is a person who is accustomed to seeing scenes, his hands are together, he bows his hands as a salute, and sings a fat promise to Mochizuki Zhenren: "Maoshan Xiao Keming, I have seen the predecessors of the Heavenly Master Dao." ”

I also did the same, and respectfully bowed my hand and said: "Miao Jiang Lu Zuo, I have seen my predecessors. ”

I used to listen to the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao talk about the Taoist things, and the predecessors of the masters were generally traditional, and such etiquette must be done, otherwise they will be looked down upon and uneducated. However, seeing his beloved disciple like this, Mochizuki Zhenren did not have a good face, he was so gloomy as if he was about to drip water, raised a pair of slightly narrow eyebrows, and said coldly word by word: "A good Taoist priest doesn't do it, and actually raises such evil ghosts to hurt people, do you really think that the poor Dao doesn't dare to take care of this idle matter, and your body cultivation will be abolished?" ”

My eyelids jumped, although I looked at this situation, and knew that Mochizuki Zhenren was not good, but I didn't expect him to beat him upside down, saying that we raise little ghosts and maliciously hurt people?

This person is really unreasonable!

My heart is gloomy, I can teach apprentices like Qingxu and Qingdong, not to mention anything else, Mochizuki Zhenren's reputation as a disciple is a sure thing, but his unreasonable set really caught people off guard. Fortunately, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao reacted very quickly, he stood up and stopped in front of me and the two Duoduo, and said with a smile: "The predecessor said this is wrong, this ghost raised by my friend is caused by fate, and it is not contaminated with any cause and effect, and this ghost is a lucky lucky star, many times more powerful than ordinary ghost raising techniques, close to the origin of the Tao, not the same day, I don't believe you can close your eyes and feel ...... carefully."

Mochizuki snorted coldly: "It's a lot of words, it's hard to hide the essence of the evil demon's crooked way, why bother talking about it?" ”

Hearing his unreasonable nonsense, my heart suddenly became angry.

Although I also know that Mochizuki is deliberately trying to provoke me, I can't help but make sarcastic remarks, saying that the magic is like a soldier, and it is a murder weapon, but it just depends on the nature of the person who has this murder weapon? Since my debut, I have never done anything hurtful, but you, a precious apprentice, I don't know how many people's bones have been lost, how many people have been separated, and there are countless innocent people who have died at his hands.

Oh, what a joke!

"You!"

When the thin old man in front of me heard these words, he was furious, his eyes widened like that of a bull, and a huge Dao power immediately spread from his body, and we hurriedly took several steps back.

I scolded happily, but when I saw this scene, I was a little panicked in my heart: At this moment, we people have no combat power, and this Mochizuki real person is a moody character, and the Tao is powerful, if he doesn't care about the face of the old-timers, he will kill us, I'm afraid that I won't know where to cry when I cry. However, after Mochizuki glared at me fiercely, he didn't look at me again, but walked to Qingxu's side and crouched down.

At this time, Qingxu was already in a state of extreme pain, as if he was dead, only his body was constantly twitching, showing that he was still alive.

Mochizuki Zhenren slapped the various points on Qingxu's body a few times, the technique was sophisticated and accurate, Qingxu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his consciousness was finally clear.

Seeing his master in front of him, Qingxu suddenly burst into tears, first repented, and then put all the blame on the quietly silent Qingdong, after he cried, he pointed to us, saying that it was all this group of people, and his plan to refine the Yellow Bud Manna Gold Pill was completely ruined - originally he was going to give one to Master and your old man after becoming a pill.

Qingxu begged Mochizuki to kill us and avenge the dead Qingdong junior brother.

Mochizuki listened silently and didn't speak, and his stiff face couldn't help but show a trace of sadness.

After listening, he sighed and said Qingxu, do you remember how I persuaded you when I let you go down the mountain that day? Qingxu was stunned for a moment, and said Master, why do you want to talk about this at this juncture? Mochizuki Zhenren sighed, watching his beloved disciple's face turn gray, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten, saying that the mountain is full of red dust, and the prosperity is not a Taoist person, if there is no seven exquisite hearts, how can you jump over the magic barrier of the red dust refining the heart? You have been away from the Heavenly Master Dao for too long, and you are no longer the little Qingxu you were back then......

Mochizuki Zhenren closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the good old days, and after a while, he opened his eyes, stared at Qingxu, and said that I went down the mountain this time, originally wanted to come over to check the alchemy for you, but I temporarily received an order from the Heavenly Master to clean up the portal - the trouble you have caused is too great, and you can't hold it back as a teacher, but the master and apprentice, what wishes do you have, and listen to me!

Hearing Mochizuki's words, Qingxu fell into a deep shock.

He never imagined that the savior he was looking forward to would be the Grim Reaper who sent him to the secluded mansion. His eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out, but when he saw Mochizuki's serious expression, he finally understood that the master who loved him the most was not joking with him, and his already pale and dull face seemed even more colorless.

Seeing that Qingxu was not noisy or noisy, Mochizuki Zhenren sighed lightly, saying that he knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? The evil method you used before has already overdrawn your life force, even if the teacher doesn't deal with you, you won't live long, it's better to save face for us Longhu Mountain, or to fight for some initiative in front of your colleagues, so as not to be too embarrassed.

Qing Xuan stared at Mochizuki deadly, knowing that the general trend of the Dao was gone, so he opened his mouth and said, "Master, since this is the case, I beg you for three things. ”

Mochizuki Zhenren bowed: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Qingxu began to explain the aftermath, saying that his parents already had the wealth he left behind, and he didn't have to worry about it in the next life, but he had a friend named Li Qin, who was a poor man, and hoped that the master would take care of him in the future, so that he would be at peace after his death; Second, the most sorry person in his life is Master, and he hopes to forgive him; Third......

Qingxu glanced at us, his voice became quieter, Mochizuki Zhenren listened with his ears, and after the two exchanged the third thing, Mochizuki frowned, as if he was unwilling, but when he saw Qingxu's pleading eyes, he finally relented and said yes, I will do it for you......

After he said this, he glanced at Qingxu deeply, and rubbed the head of his own apprentice with his right hand.

Qingxu, on the other hand, looked at us with a smile of resentment and pleasure.

After a while, Mochizuki Zhenren vomited vigorously, and Qingxu's whole body shook like electricity, and then black and red blood flowed from his mouth, nose and eyes, and he stopped breathing. Mato Mochizuki closed his eyes, a tear welled down in his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes, laid Qingxu's body flat on the ground, stood up, and looked at us who had been watching from the side.

Mochizuki didn't say a word, but the incantation in his mouth quickly and silently came out.

An old yellowed paper slip down his wide left sleeve, which spontaneously combusted, and as the flame flourished, the air suddenly became a little heavier, as if it had been poured into cement, and weighed down people's hearts. Miscellaneous Trail and I both changed color.

Looking at the real man of the moon, it seems that Qingxu's third last words are to ask us to bury him, but this old miscellaneous hair has already agreed.

After a big battle, although the two of us took the King Kong Pills given by the Tiger Cat, but because of the excessive consumption, the power of the medicine that had been effective for twenty-four hours had already begun to weaken just now, I was sleepy and wanted to die, and the endless feeling of weakness had hit my body.

The miscellaneous hairy little road showed an angry face, and said Senior, what do you mean by this? What are you doing?

He held up the jade knife that had just inspired the Red Jade Tiger Spirit in his hand, with a solemn expression, and said that your apprentice Qingdong, but he was trampled to death by Qingxu, and it has nothing to do with us, and Qingxu is simply his own fault, we are just defending ourselves, and we didn't kill him? Why do you put this on us?

The real person of Mochizuki who burned the talisman looked at us calmly, did not say a word, just danced the talisman, and the air became heavier and heavier.

And at this moment, from the dense forest on the other side of the stream, several powerful flashlights suddenly shone brightly.