Chapter Twenty-Five: The Strange Old Man
On the eve of the white tiger's mood about to collapse, there was finally a twist and turn, and an old man jumped down from a tree not far in front of him.
The old man has white hair, white beard and white eyebrows, especially the beard, which is particularly eye-catching, but he is a beautiful man. Just looking at the outline, it has a bit of the style of an old fairy. Looking at his expression carefully, a pair of eyes glowed with a thief's light, dripping and turning straight.
The old gentleman posed a few more poses, and finally crossed his hands on his waist, straightened his waist, and said viciously: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to cross this road, leave to buy road money." β
(ο½·ο½οΎΠοΎΒ΄)!!
This is, halfway out of the way to bite the gold?
The white tiger looked at the old gentleman carefully a few times, but the old gentleman still raised his head with his chest up, looking majestic and high-spirited.
The old gentleman's appearance was perfect, and he couldn't see any racial characteristics, so he couldn't tell the real thing by looking at it like this.
As for the old gentleman's cultivation, I can only see that this old gentleman has cultivation, but I can't feel his cultivation level, and I don't know if it's indistinguishable, or if he uses magic weapons to hide his cultivation.
Or run? As soon as he said it, the white tiger turned sharply to the left, pulled his legs and ran. ran quite a long way, and when he saw that he didn't catch up, he patted his chest, looked around, and began to rejudge which way to go.
On the other hand, the old man was saying to himself: "This script is wrong!" The book that is popular in the city,I've basically read it all.,Even if I don't read a thousand.,Eight hundred is still there.,There's no such plot! How did you run away? Could it be that I was too powerful and domineering to be scared away? Do you want to be gentle next time? β
There is still a distance between this realm and Chilian Demon City, and there are not many demons that appear on weekdays, and it took several hours to wait for the White Tiger to pass by.
The old man was also a straightforward character, and after making up his mind, he chased after him in the direction where the white tiger ran away, and before he could reach him, the voice had already arrived: "Little friend, slow down, you and I are destined, it is better to listen to the next word." β
can still catch up, it seems that it is not so easy to run away, and the white tiger simply stood still, and replied politely: "Please speak." β
The old man shook his head slowly, stroked the beard on his chin, and said, "Pinch your fingers, this little friend, you want to take the little friend you are carrying on your back to Chilian Demon City for medical treatment......
"Isn't that obvious?" Baihu didn't play Tai Chi with him, and directly admitted it. But he was secretly muttering in his heart: "It seems that this is an old naughty boy, who can't make a cameo appearance as a roadblock robber, and is playing the charlatan again?" Let's find a way to get out, I don't have time to ink with him here. β
When the old man heard the affirmative reply, he was obviously much happier, his eyebrows fluttered, and he stretched out his right hand, palms up: "Lao Tzu has calculated correctly, let's use the spirit stone as a hexagram!" β
彑(-_-; 彑
In the final analysis, you still need spirit stones! Forget it, give it to him if he wishes!
The white tiger casually took out a low-grade spirit stone and put it in the old man's hand: "Huh! Here, can I go? After saying that, the white tiger turned around and left.
The old man pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "It's really stingy, it's a low-grade one, I knew that I just said that I wanted a medium-grade spirit stone." β
Muttering and muttering, the old man still lifted the hem of his clothes, wiped the spirit stone, and then put it away. Only then did he remember that the white tiger had gone away again, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't go!" β