Zhou Ruoruo didn't eat much, Rao was faced with a table of small dishes that he couldn't eat on weekdays, and the child was easy to be sleepy at night, she watched the three brothers go out of the house, and asked in a daze: "Mother, what is my brother going out for?"

The woman carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and said, "Go to sleep, brothers, go hunting mice." ”

"Ruoruo also wants to fight mice!"

The little girl's immature words were very lovely, and the woman gently pinched her little face, blew out a candle, and said, "Go to bed quickly, and only when you grow up can you fight mice." ”

The little girl obediently closed her eyes, under the archway of Changqi Town, Li Xiyang stood in front of the green shirt for the first time, and was not afraid of the torches at all, and there were many black Taoist robes under the robe of the Guozijian Academy, he was a little puzzled, why would Daomen such as Longhu Mountain collude with the temple deeply, if the Taoist only knows how to chase fame and fortune, what is the difference between it and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and what is the use of profound heritage?

Zhang Daoyi pointed to the green shirt and said to the two mountain sect masters: "He is Chen Yuzhi!"

Zhang Yuchan and Zhang Duansong are the predecessors of the mountain gate, and they are also the younger brothers of the contemporary Zhang Tianshi.

Since the entry of the Dao people of Longhu Mountain into the WTO, the speed of seizing the luck of the world has been immediate, leaving aside the hidden sects such as the Sword Mound, the Huanglong Temple, and the second Yushan, the luck of the entire rivers and lakes has been attributed to the Jiulong Juzang, leaving only the three states of Liang, Hebei, and Qing have not yet succeeded, but there are Taoist masters who have come out, but it is only a little bit of time.

Chen Yuzhi saw Zhang Daoyi and sneered: "Longhu Mountain really intends to be a lackey of the temple?"

Zhang Yuchan and Zhang Duansong are elders after all, and they should have the same frame and figure, so naturally they will not argue with Chen Yuzhi, Zhang Daoyi said angrily: "It's not your turn to judge whether it's a lackey, and you will become a lost dog today!"

Li Xiyang was not polite, since he left Jurong, he had no good impression of the people of Longhu Mountain, and he also felt that they were detrimental to the demeanor of the Taoists, and he really couldn't stand the top Taoist bun!

The pavilion can be shaken, and the earth can be covered.

Chen Yuzhi thought that Xiao Zamao wanted to use his palm to thunder the enemy, but when he raised his arm, he knew that this guy was planning to make a new move, and he couldn't help laughing: "Dao Ye is mighty!"

After the flat lift, it is slowly pressed, and the true intention gathers into the surface, and it seems to be slow inch by inch, but it is also fast to the extreme. The town is the Chu River, and the people in the Han world are turned on their backs, and only two veterans can stabilize their figures. Chen Yuzhi was surprised in the rear, this method was similar to the "Earth Shattering Array" that Hu Che'er used that day, which can be described as a means of shaking the big tree.

Zhang Yuchan stroked his beard and said, "Dengzhen is a good secret secret, but your realm is too low!"

The Taoist raised one hand towards the night sky, and the ground after the collapse gradually rose and returned to its original state, without seeing anything unusual at all.

The little miscellaneous hair was defeated by the old Taoist, one hand bounced up and threw his body backwards, and he slowly stabilized after two turns in place, and also suffered a lot of internal injuries, the most annoying thing for the three of them is that the grievances of the juniors, the old people are indiscriminate, relying on the old and selling the old or bullying the small The scene is really unconvincing, Chen Yuzhi pulled out a thousand sycamores, and planned to fight to the death with the other party.

Zhang Duansong suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

An invisible coercion instantly locked Chen Yuzhi and the three of them, just like that day in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, but the confinement at this time was even more obscure, and there was no way to even open his mouth to speak. This Zhang Duansong's cultivation is the method of "one word into a prophecy", which is somewhat similar to the artistic conception of the Confucian sage, with less of the true meaning of communicating with heaven and earth, but more of an undoubted domineering.

Hua Gu struggled hard, and then broke out in a cold sweat like the other two, only to see Zhang Daoyi slowly walking towards the archway, and also drew his sword, the killing intent in his eyes was difficult to hide, he smiled: "Chen Yuzhi, even if the Xifu army comes out today, you will not be able to escape death!"

Qingyi didn't even have the right to show his anger, so he had to watch him step forward slowly, the two old Taoist priests outside the town still didn't get off the horse, and they seemed to look down on themselves with their beards, and the more they were so disdainful, the more they could ignite Chen Yuzhi's anger and fighting spirit, and they actually raised Qianwutong by half an inch in the desperate struggle.

Zhang Duansong couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect that the junior of the nine grades could faintly break under his own proverbs, although there were no waves on his face, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, this junior must not stay, if he was given time to realize the avenue, he was afraid that Longhu Mountain would have no peace.

"Town!"

The old Taoist priest shouted again, and the strong wind shook the junior and the ranger back a few steps, while Chen Yuzhi was like encountering the top of Mount Tai, and the whole person was suppressed on the ground, without a trace of resistance.

Zhang Daoyi didn't care about Li Xiyang and Hua Gu, but walked straight to Chen Yuzhi's side, wanting to pierce the other party's heart with a sword from top to bottom, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that you will never have the opportunity to go to Longhu Mountain to ask for advice!"

The cold is falling.

In the study, there is a candle flame that is transparent and bright, Lu Ji is still a kind color, and the pen is dipped on the tip of his tongue, and then he taps on the little paper kite, the word "broken" appears for no reason, and the paper kite flashes out of the window.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch the green shirt, the overwhelming pressure disappeared, Chen Yuzhi turned sideways to avoid a sword, Qianwutong knife intent suddenly appeared, and he was caught off guard under the heavy knock, and Zhang Daoyi was cut out of his chest until his cheek.

The sudden change made the two veterans also a little puzzled, but seeing that Zhang Daoyi was injured, they all swept off their horses and wanted to take the lives of the three with thunder.

Zhang Daoyi seemed to be disfigured, fell to the ground and kept rolling, and he didn't know if it was pain or heartache.

Zhang Yuchan has always been quite close to him, seeing Zhang Daoyi's miserable situation, his eyes were fierce and hideous, and he stretched out his three fingers to lock his throat, and the realm of the peak of the passage seemed to be unstoppable.

In the study, Lu Ji wrote the words "The wind is close to the pavilion", and Changqi Town suddenly blew a gust of wind, and the three people in green shirts were involved in it and disappeared downstairs of the sect for no reason.

The two old Taoist priests stopped suddenly, looking at the wind and clouds, and the feeling after splashing into the air seemed to be deflated.

Under the candlelight, Lu Ji smiled and nodded slightly at the three of them, Chen Yuzhi was puzzled: "Mr. Lu?"

He walked out of the study with a smile, and read in his mouth: "I don't want to stay in the study, and in the study, there is less Qinghuan." ”

Mr. 's words were unclear to everyone, but they also guessed one or two, and Xiao Zamao said: "It should be this gentleman who rescued you." ”

Hua Gu helped Chen Yuzhi up, and the three of them did not go out of the study, but leaned against the wooden door and looked towards the entrance of the town.

Lu Ji threw the bamboo pen that corrected the students' homework into the night sky, only to see the high rise not falling, and asked: "The town is a pure land, and the Taoist is also a Buddha in troubled times, why are you so aggressive?"

The two old Taoists squinted their eyes, straightened their backs and raised their momentum, wanting to break the quiet indifference of this Confucian student, and asked, "Who are you?"

"In the Confucian study, Pan Jiang and Lu Hai and the latter. ”

"Lu Ji!"

Lao Dao's face showed a dignified look, this Lu Ji is one of the pinnacles of today's literary world, and he is also a veritable Confucian saint alongside Pan An. Zhang Duansong's method of proverbs was like child's play in front of Lu Ji, this is the difference between the holy realm and the ordinary realm, but he didn't expect him to appear in a small town in Liangzhou.

Lu Ji held one hand in front and the other in the back, and said politely: "Do you go by yourself, or will I send you away?"