"Who's coming!" "Whoever is there!" the audacity of Wushuang actually followed the sigh directly. , the latest chapter of the visit wèn:. The white 'hairy' yellow skin seemed to feel something, and jumped back and forth on Wushuang's shoulders uneasily.

"Brother, we can't go, let's go home quickly, what if we encounter some 'spirit' monster in the mountains?"

"Don't worry, we've seen all the scary things, in the middle of the night, the sigh just now came from the bottom of my heart, and I'm worried that someone is in danger. Wushuang said.

"Huh...... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you kid is also kind, aren't you afraid of meeting fox fairies in this mountain range?" Under the bushes, an old man with a white beard with a full face was resting against the big tree.

This old man is amazing, from his old face can no longer tell his age, he is wearing a dirty robe, his hands are floating and heavy, white hair and shawl, a good body of fairy wind and bones. Lao Dao is thin and thin, and his face is covered with mud stains, maybe he is a crazy Taoist.

The white 'hair' Huang Xian saw this old man's 'hair' at that time, and it exploded, it trembled all over, jumped to the ground, hid behind its master, and peeked at the old dao with its small claws on the unequaled 'legs'. The white 'hairy' yellow immortal has accompanied Wushuang through many life and death tribulations, even if he encounters the true heavenly spirit treasure of the Stove King Beast, he has never been as timid as he is today.

"Who are you?" Wushuang asked with squinted eyes, and he guessed something in his heart when he saw the white 'hairy' yellow skin so frightened. Isn't this guy's Taoism a thousand times better than Xiaobai's? Is it the real demon king?

"Huh...... Son, should I ask you this? The poor road passed through here and rested when you were tired, but unexpectedly you came out. Lao Dao replied very naturally, and he was not afraid of Wushuang who was aggressively 'forced' in front of him.

Under the moonlight, Wushuang squinted his eyes and did not evade, staring directly at the old Dao, from the top of his head to the feet, this Lao Dao had a shadow, and there was an indescribable aura burst out of his body, that aura was very powerful, maybe it was the legendary immortal qi.

"I'm sorry Dao Chief, the junior and my sister just came back from the river and disturbed your cultivation, so I hope you will forgive me, then we will leave." Wushuang felt that this was a hidden guy, I don't know if it was evil, and obviously, this old Taoist was definitely not an ordinary person, and his aura was far beyond the scope of Wushuang's acceptance, and even surpassed the energy that a living person should have.

The bright moonlight fell from the sky, and hit Wushuang's neck right through the canopy, making the Kui charm hanging around his neck particularly dazzling.

"Child, who gave you this pendant?" Lao Dao didn't wait for Wushuang to go, and took the initiative to greet him, but he was a little faltering and slow.

"Old man, are you a little polite? Do you have such a question? This is the ancestral heirloom of my brother's family, what's wrong? I have one too! Hmph! I just won't show it to you!" The unruly little golden 'flower' stuck out her tongue and deliberately pulled out the brass bullet pendant around her neck and shook it.

"Haha...... Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi! You really take great pains! How else to say that 'women' are always more careful than men! Poor Dao is still inferior to you!" Old Dao laughed loudly and said a bunch of things they couldn't understand, and the two of them were confused.

"I'm not called Xiao Qi, who are you talking about? Dirty old man, don't come here, my brother has weapons! We just came back from Dongzhu Tomb, scared, right? My brother is amazing, a group of Mizuse have been hacked to death by him! Yes, and Xiaobai, Xiaobai can also be powerful, it's an evil fairy!" This little girl is still too tender, she is pretending to be smart and releasing smoke bombs, but between the lines, she has 'handed over' them all with Xiaobai's bottom.

"Oh, the girl is saying that this yellow immortal? Poor Dao has heard that our yellow immortal in the northeast will look for people, I wonder if this yellow immortal with white 'hair' also has this ability?" Lao Dao hooked his finger and teased Xiao Bai, but Xiao Bai was determined to come out this time, hiding behind Wushuang's 'legs' and glancing at petrification, and he didn't even dare to look at the old way.

"Xiaobai! This dirty old man must be some kind of 'spirit' monster, go, give him some 'color' and take a look!" "The naïve little golden 'flower' doesn't know the true face of Lushan, and stupidly wants Xiaobai to use the actual dementorship to find people, but no matter how hard she pulls Xiaobai, Xiaobai won't let go of Wushuang's 'pants' feet. When it saw this old way, it was as timid as a mouse saw a cat.

"Jin 'Hua', this old way is a little weird, let's go quickly, don't argue with him. "Wushuang is a little fox, thief, I know that you are a master, can you still wait for you to take the initiative to make things difficult for me?

"'Yin' and 'Yang' alternate 'chaos' world, golden points, inverted fights, walking mountains, ringing horses who compete with each other. Thousands of machines steal the 'door' and mysterious, go to the sky, enter the earth, explore the 'yin', travel, and determine the situation in a trivial word. Lao Dao was not in a hurry to chase them, but silently recited this 'door' mantra in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China behind him.

Wushuang was stunned, and the broken tendons in his head seemed to be put together again. Recite this poem over and over again in your head. He stopped, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then at the Kui talisman hanging around his neck, and fell into meditation.

"Brother, let's go, let's go home!" the golden 'flower' woke him up from his daze.

Wushuang ignored the little golden 'flower', let go of her little hand, and limped back with the branches.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked.

"Poor Dao is a person who has long been forgotten by the world, it doesn't matter who I am, child, the important thing is that you know who you are!"

yes, who am I? Who am I?

'Yin' and 'yang' alternate 'chaos' world, golden points, inverted fights, walking mountains, ringing horses who compete with each other. Thousands of machines steal the 'door' and mysterious, go to the sky, enter the earth, explore the 'yin', travel, and determine the situation in a trivial word.

This poem is so familiar, where have you heard it?

"I don't know, I don't know who I am, senior, please advise!"

Little Golden 'Flower' didn't want Wushuang to regain his memories so early, at least until his good brother didn't fall in love with him, he was hers.

"Brother, are you stupid? You're my brother! Don't listen to this demented old way to go crazy here, let's go, go home, Dad is waiting for us." "Xiao Jin 'Hua' dragged Wushuang who was stunned in place and walked back, he wished that this dirty old man was a dumb person, and he didn't say a word to his good brother.

"Kui Xing came to the world, unified the heroes, reckless from all directions, gathered in Yingtang!" the old man said another limerick poem.

"Kuixing...... Chief...... Thief 'door'...... Changsheng Mountain ...... Wu Gongyao...... Mo Xiaoqi...... I am...... I'm ......" was just a little bit closer, Wushuang's mind had already popped up the inextricable threads of his memory, and only a medium that threaded the needle and thread could make him regain his memory, and even if it was so bad, he couldn't recall who he really was.

"You're Shuangshuang! You're my master!" Where can Xiaojin 'Hua' allow Wushuang to remember his past so quickly?

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