"Damn, what's going on......"

Li Xiyang was still hesitating to save people, but the woman followed closely with a vajra, and now she didn't care whether she was exposed or not, if she didn't block this blow, she was afraid that she would not have good fruit to eat.

Xiao Zamao took a step forward and shouted at the hosta woman: "Lie down for me!"

The little lady was obedient, but she couldn't stop her body, Li Xiyang wanted to take out the sword, but was hit by the girl who leaned down in mid-air, and the vajra passed in front of him and slammed into the courtyard wall in the distance.

The two were stunned in place, and the hosta woman was holding her robe with her hands around her robe at this time, and her head was somehow buried deep in each other's robes, which was extremely indecent. Li Xiyang bent his legs slightly, supported the ground with both hands, and for a while the six gods were ownerless, completely forgetting the threat of the vajra.

The woman got out of her robe, looked at it with a dirty face, and said angrily, "Why are you again!"

It is said that the road is narrow, the hosta woman hates the monk, and then the Taoist priest is also included in it, in the morning he was planning to sneak into the Rinshan Temple, and was knocked to the ground inexplicably, although he was also responsible for his distraction, but when he saw the Taoist priest and the monk was angry, he did not distinguish between right and wrong...... On weekdays, Ruotang girl, who has a blue heart, has become a shrew, and is about to scold the street, and the vajra is above the old monk.

If the true meaning of Buddhism is used to fight the enemy, it is called a fierce, Donkey Kong Zen emerged from the pestle, Li Xiyang held the woman's slender waist with one hand, and pulled out the thunderbolt peach wood sword with the other, and then accumulated all the strength that could be used, and made a move backwards, wanting to escape from the Rinshan Temple.

The Zen that emerges from the vajra is too domineering, and the little miscellaneous hair is sure to dodge, but the hosta woman is not necessarily, if she accidentally hits a pestle, she will either die or be disabled.

However, Buddhism has Zen, and Taoism also has magical powers, and this method of opening the gap between the sword and the hidden path is one of them.

The old monk frowned and smiled, and said angrily: "Where to escape!"

The speed of the three pestles was a few points faster, breaking through the air, and the Zen was splashing.

Ignoring the woman's struggle, Xiao Zamao hugged her slender waist and escaped into it after cutting out a sword, only to breathe out of the sword again, the two of them had already left the Rinshan Temple, and happened to be in front of the shop where the fried ghost was eaten.

The three pestles in the Rinshan Temple were heavily nailed to the ground, a burst of dust and smoke was raised, the hundred monks in the building did not stop chanting, they were still fighting against the surging death, the old monk slowly walked to the place where the robe and the woman escaped, looked at the blood stains in a place and narrowed his eyes, with a wave of his big hand, the three pestles returned to one and stood on the top of the tower, restored as before.

On the small bridge, Li Xiyang still did not let go of the hand holding the woman's slender waist, his face was pale, his eyes gradually closed when he was half-opened, and then his brows were tightly locked, and fatigue was rising.

Ruotang was so light by a man for the first time, although the other party took him out of Rinshan Temple, he shouldn't be so rude. She pushed Li Xiyang away hard, a little ashamed, so she didn't look back, ran straight into the distance, and left a Maoshan trail that was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, and the blood gradually flowed to the inclined bridge, and the three hideous wounds behind the robe were of different depths, and the Zen condensation of Donkey Kong on the Buddhist Gate on it was constantly destroying the wounds.

Ruotang found the blood stains on his shirt on the way back, and then he suddenly realized...... Although she was also slightly injured, but this bloodstain was by no means her own, thinking of the reaction of the stinky Taoist priest, she secretly said that it was not good, when even if she ran towards the inclined bridge in the city, the fragrant sweat was dripping, soaked through the clothes, and the wound had not had time to be bandaged, and it was faintly painful.

There was no Taoist robe under the inclined bridge, only a pool of blood remained, Ruotang squatted down and looked at it for a while, and sighed: "Stinky Taoist priest, I blame you......

Outside the Xiaoxiang Building, many attendants stopped at the mouth of the alley, no one was allowed to enter, the rich man of Qingzhou was too lazy to change his residence, and gave the old bustard some silver tickets, saying that he planned to continue to charter the venue, if it was not for the old bustard's resignation, I was afraid that the God of Wealth had already bought the Xiaoxiang Building. In the courtyard of the small building, Gu Youcai sent people to set up a large round table that can accommodate 20 people, with everything from the mountains and seas, from Liangzhou water basin mutton to the west, to Jizhou to kill pigs in the north, and even the abalone and ginseng wings have changed several patterns on the table.

"Chen Xiaojiu, it's time to eat!"

Hearing the call of the God of Wealth, Chen Yuzhi put down the bamboo pen and spread dozens of talismans on the square table where he drank on weekdays, satisfied...... Wu Xiangxiang's talisman is not as powerful as the thunder talisman, but it is better to have its own wonderful use, so it is much simpler to draw the seal carving, in terms of Chen Yuzhi's current divine sense, it is not enough to catch it, but it is also handy, and there are few failures. Qingyi knew in his heart that this was all the credit of the Taoist Twelve Duanjin.

How can the little lady in Xiaoxiang Mansion rest on weekdays? Unless it is a menstrual matter, the God of Wealth not only chartered the scene, but also gave them a holiday, so there are not a few girls in the small building, except for the few little ladies and bustards carefully selected by Gu Youcai, there are no outsiders in the courtyard, Chen Yuzhi took a look and found that these girls were the culprits who made Brother Cai flash, he was a little puzzled, what kind of move has such lethality......

"Chen Xiaojiu, sit down quickly, this table of dishes brings together the essence of Central Plains cooking, if you don't taste all of them, it's a pity!"

Qingshan wiped his mouth, thinking that he had never been so extravagant in Panyang back then, the rich man of Qingzhou was different, he was about to move his chopsticks, and suddenly glanced around, and asked, "Where did the little miscellaneous hair go?"

The old bustard hurriedly flattered and said, "That little Taoist brother has not come back since he went out during the day." ”

Chen Yuzhi pouted and said, "It shouldn't be, this guy won't be so stingy, right...... Don't you dare come back after a few jokes?"

Gu Youcai only tasted one bite of each dish, never repeated, the little lady in his arms had a lot of jewels in his hands and neck, I think it was this guy who gave a reward, so accompanying the God of Wealth, it is better than serving the guests hard, they smiled, and kept squeezing into his arms, no one would let anyone...... And Chen Yuzhi just picked up the side dishes casually, completely looking like he was giving priority to the near, and when he saw that the little miscellaneous hair had not come back, he drank the rice wine and sighed secretly: "It seems that you have to take it easy in the future, this guy is thin-skinned......"

There was a bustle outside Xiaoxiang Tower, and several attendants carried one person into the courtyard and shouted, "Young master, a brother found your friend lying outside the alley!"

Looking at the little miscellaneous hair that was already unconscious, Chen Yuzhi shook the wine glass, and took the robe forward in one step, the bloodstained clothes were still dripping outward, and the green shirt carried the other party and didn't dare to use force, for fear of touching the wound again.

The God of Wealth hurriedly sent his attendants to invite Langzhong, and did not forget to ask to find the best Langzhong within a radius of ten miles, which was very righteous, in fact, for him, if there was time, it would not be a problem to ask the Panyang Imperial Doctor.

Chen Yuzhi was very anxious, and wanted to help Xiao Zamao stop the bleeding first, but found that no matter how he pointed to the acupoints, the blood stains were difficult to stop, and the Zen of Buddhism on it was like an old tree rooting, lingering.

"How can this be...... If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the little miscellaneous hair will have to be braided!"

Brother Cai shouted: "What about Lang Zhong? Why haven't you come yet!"

The little loach swam out, flashed to the wound on the back of the robe, and then spat out the snake letter and licked it.

"Little loach, you can even eat Zen?"

It shook its little head as if it was stealing fun, and I don't know if it was happy that food was coming, or if it was showing off its green shirt......