Chapter Seventy-Five: Beast Shadow, Sir

Kong Qionglou shouted, and everyone jumped back far away, distanced themselves from the charming man, ready to attack at any time!

"Childe, where are you?"

Cheng Houde was also frightened by him, and his face changed greatly: "Kong Xianyou, what did you see?!"

...... There are no enemies.

The mentally retarded cow barked because it saw something, and Kong Qionglou also saw it.

The pottery wine jar is very magical, it can eat the pure bottle willow of Guanyin Master, and can also chat with the small ding that is guarded by the specialists, and the chirping can be used to ward off evil spirits. In the hands of Kong Qionglou, although the effect is unsatisfactory, with the cooperation of the pearl of wisdom, it is enough for him to see that there is a tall phantom where several people stood before!

Vague, but existent.

The general shape of the phantom, such as a vigorous horse, or a mighty stag, may also be a domineering bull...... In short, it belongs to ancient beasts with limbs and hooves. Due to limited eyesight, it is impossible to see the details, but it is the phantom of the ancient beast that is "nibbling" on the baby in swaddling clothes!

That's why there is no way to feed new ones in the cemetery?

However, there is only one Ancient Beast Phantom, and the cemetery is very large, if it is really the one who is responsible for it, how can it have time to destroy everything?!

"Shangxian, did you see anything, save my child!" Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, the woman of the charming human clan knelt down to Kong Qionglou again.

The Ancient Beast Phantom also moved with it!

The people around her continued to retreat with great fear, not daring to let her approach. But they couldn't see the beast shadow under Kong Qionglou's eyes at all, and they didn't know what they were hiding.

This time, Kong Qionglou did not hide.

A hand swept over the swaddling clothes, empty, directly penetrating the Ancient Beast Phantom. I tried to knock on the jar again, but nothing happened. The Ancient Beast Phantom seemed to be in a different time and space from him, and apart from being able to capture a wisp of afterimage, it couldn't interfere with it at all!

"I'm sorry, I can't save your child. ”

The swaddling clothes quickly deflated, and the baby inside evaporated, and not even a single hair was left!

The ancient beast phantom immediately left, walking and walking, dividing into two, two and then eight, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of kung fu, each of which was the same size as the original, scattered in all directions. Trees wear trees, and mountains penetrate stones. When he was a little farther away, Kong Qionglou's eyes couldn't catch it.

Kong Qionglou muttered: "It turns out that it can be divided into many Daos. ”

But all the beast shadows ...... all bypassed Mr. Zijin's yard.

Finally, there was still an ancient beast phantom that stopped for a moment, turned its head, glanced this way, and then disappeared with it. Kong Qionglou was shocked, and then realized that the beast shadow was not himself.

It's a bull's head!

"Ah...... You give back my children!" The charming person lost her parents and children, and went crazy in an instant, regardless of the fact that she threw herself at Kong Qionglou.

"Bang!"

A heavy earth fist arm stretched out from her feet, gently knocked her unconscious, the ground churned, and the woman lying on the ground moved in the opposite direction of the courtyard. Kong Qionglou turned around and glanced at Cheng Houde, didn't say anything, walked up to the mentally handicapped cow, and solemnly held it up: "What did you see just now?"

The mentally retarded cow has a paradoxical expression, and he definitely sees what the phantom of the ancient beast is, and he still knows it!!

"The past. ”

The bull head closed his eyes, giving people a feeling of being in a mood, but when it opened it again, only mentally retarded remained: "Second brother, what did you see again?" The eldest brother actually didn't look at anything, but in order not to lose his identity, he cooperated with you to shout. The earth mouse is right, this may be a cemetery rule that was only established in the ancient era, and it is not allowed to have children. ”

We believe that you have ghosts!

"Squeak".

The door that the charming woman couldn't open with her life opened at this time. Mr. Zijin was the only one living in the courtyard, and he would only be the one who opened the door.

"Mr. Zijin!!"

Cheng Houde's expression was shocked, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, for so many years, even he had not seen Mr. Zijin a few times.

The top ten big names on the star list are here, and sometimes they stand outside the door for months, and they don't pay attention to it inside, let alone take the initiative to open the door for people. Why did these guys come and knock before the door opened? Could it be that the door opened......? Mr. Zijin also took a fancy to the ancient treasures on a few of them?

Sir, born of oneself, a man of profound knowledge and a thousand years of wisdom can be called.

I thought that Mr. Zijin would be a little bookish, at least old-fashioned, but the person who opened the door had a good appearance. With black eyebrows and fine eyes, a white face and a long beard, and a coarse linen dress, it is difficult to hide the heroism in his eyes. The qi revealed on his body is very weak, so weak that it looks like an ordinary person who can only meet in the nether realm.

After Mr. Zijin opened the door, he didn't say anything, and walked back into the courtyard, leaving the half-open courtyard door.

Kong Qionglou was slightly stunned, walked inside, turned around and glared at his companion who was still stunned: "Come in, are you really waiting for someone to say please come in before moving?!"

"Don't, don't close the door!"

Cheng Houde was more disciplined than everyone else, and when everyone followed, he straightened up and hesitated, and walked into the courtyard. But before he reached the door, he saw Kong Qionglou grinning at him from the inside, urging the mermaid to close the door quickly and tie it from the inside. He was so angry that he wanted to jump to his feet and scold, but he didn't dare to raise his voice.

The courtyard is not very large, but there are three entrances, and it is not a problem for dozens of people to live in the house.

In the courtyard, there is a plum tree that two people hug, and a few fruits are faintly hung with lingering burial power, and the mist is red and the plum is green, which is similar to the situation seen by Xingmu. Under the tree, there are stone tables and stone benches, and a complete set of wine utensils and glasses are placed on the table. At first glance, there is nothing unusual about the grass and trees here, and when you look at it again, it is still the same.

Kong Qionglou twitched his nose, and the surprise in his eyes turned several times, and finally he grinned and wanted to laugh.

You've come to the right place!!

When you stand outside the door, you can't smell anything, but in the courtyard, you can smell a throat-inducing aroma of wine. It originates from a large vat under the plum tree, and there are a few white bones at the bottom of the vat as firewood, and the "crackling" sound of burning. The green plums were tumbling in the vat, and the green wine looked much lighter, but it smelled so familiar.

He drank it, only one drop, but he couldn't forget it.

Bacchus' wine!

If there was no one around, Mr. Zijin didn't look at them from beginning to end, letting everyone be stunned. He straightened his arm, stirred twice in the vat with a long-handled wine spoon, scooped up the full spoon, and poured three lamps, which were cloudy and unsightly. Push two of them forward to the other two stone benches.

These two, one for the cow head and the other for Kong Qionglou.

Kong Qionglou walked over with the cow's head in his arms, put the cow's head on the stone bench, picked up a lamp to feed it, and the stool was full of leaks.

The mentally retarded cow bar chirped: "Moo, it's just so-so, who is that, you can serve me another bowl." ”

Kong Qionglou ignored it anymore, bowed slightly, picked up the lamp in front of him with both hands, and neither sat nor drank. Because, Mr. Zijin still has the cup in his hand, and it will be rude for him to drink it first. It is rare for his companions to see him so serious, as if he has changed as a different person, not even in the face of a bunch of ancient remnants!

"Eat and drink. ”

Mr. Zijin raised the lamp slightly and drank it himself.

"Thank you, sir!"

I had the experience of being drunk before, Kong Qionglou didn't dare to hold it up, so he took a sip of it to his mouth first, and the surging energy entered his body, but it couldn't be compared with the drop given by Shixian. Even if it is an ancient god wine, after it is opened, the essence in the wine will be lost rapidly, not to mention that it has been diluted, and he raised his head and drank it all.

Bitter, spicy, sour...... as well as warmth after boiling.

It's so unpalatable!

He was shocked: "Good wine, such a delicious wine, it is the first time in the life of the younger generation to taste it!"

"Bang. ”

When he raised his eyes, he saw the long-handled wine spoon knocking on his head, and he was weak, and there were 10,000 ways to dodge, but Kong Qionglou didn't dodge, he was being hit on the head, but fortunately, it didn't hurt much. I know in my heart that this time, most of it is because of indecent disrespect.

"The man has been here?"

Mr. Zijin replied: "I've been here, I've been too picky, I poured some wine into the vat, and I couldn't wait to die." ”

Shixian once said that the divine wine was found by him from an ancient forbidden place, and there is only one altar in the world. There was once a great Qin ancestor dragon who raised millions of soldiers, just to taste the taste of divine wine, but failed to do so. Since the vat is mixed with divine wine, the biggest possibility is that the poet had visited this place before he died!

"Sit. ”

Kong Qionglou sat down as he said, his heart fluctuated violently, but he tried his best to make himself look calm: "Sir......"

Mr. Zijin interrupted him: "I'm not an inn here, nor is it a sanatorium for beggars, you have made a mistake." ”

He hurriedly stood up again, and replied quickly: "Mr. Hui, we are neither travelers nor Hanako, and we ask for much more than a bed!"

"So what do you ask for?"

Kong Qionglou seemed to be selling goods, and walked over to introduce boiled fish, Nianci, leper dog, burning stick and monkey two fools in turn.

"This fish, looking for a bigger puddle, swims back and forth a few times a day. When the younger generation was in heaven, he saw that there happened to be a pond in the backyard. This little bald head, now she doesn't believe in Buddhism, she wants to find a quiet place to think about it, what to believe next, she knows how to be polite!"

"It's best to send the leper dog, and I want to find a reliable person to guard the home and be a loyal dog. The first time you light the fire, you can also use it as a candle. The monkey ...... "thought about it for a while, I really don't know what advantages the monkey and the second fool have worth introducing, "Mr. is bored, you can watch the fool play the monkey." ”

Mr. Zijin was amused by his obedient appearance and snorted, "What about you?"

Kong Qionglou sneered: "I ask for a lot, I ask for the law, the tool, the way, and the life." ”

"Second brother, what about your dignity, big brother, I spurn you!"

The mentally retarded cow listened very unpleasantly, I am a ancient demon, a head is immortal, it is powerful enough, right? I haven't seen you stutter like this. It collapsed itself onto the stone table and moved it to Mr. Zijin.

After pondering for a while, he said in a loud voice: "Long beard, what kind of pomp are you putting on? I am the first sacred cow in ancient times, and I guess I am not qualified to hear about it with your knowledge." Think we're here to ask you for help? This is providence, let us give you a fate, don't be uninteresting. ”

Mr. Zijin waved his hand and didn't let Kong Qiong step forward to stop him. After the bull head finished speaking, he whispered a few words to the bull head, and no one could hear it.

Followed by.

"Moo......!!"

The mentally handicapped cow let out a terrible cow cry, and the whole yard was shaken. The blue light in its eyes suddenly turned white, stiff as a stone...... It was as if Mr. Zijin's whisper was dead.