Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Lu Donglai was lying on the rattan chair, his eyes had just narrowed, and the afterglow on his face had not been long before a dark cloud appeared, blocking the light.

It's not dark clouds, there's footsteps.

Someone blocking the sun again?

Lu Donglai's disgusted expression resurfaced, and his mouth subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Let go, block the sun." ”

But this mouth, the other party did not have the slightest intention of moving, Lu Donglai frowned, subconsciously opened his eyes, and in front of him, a face appeared......

Mom, I'm scared and crying!

Lu Donglai bounced up from the rattan chair in an instant, and then looked at that face again, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it turned out that he had just seen it, no wonder he was scared to death.

Fang Kongdong's expression was unpredictable, what kind of eyes did you kid look at just now? Am I so ugly? As for scaring you like this? What do you mean by your reassuring expression now? What do you think of me?

Fang Kongdong almost wanted to throw off his sleeves and leave, but he couldn't go...... This kid's cultivation in the dojo is improving day by day, and it is not clear whether he is an enemy or a friend, but if he is a friend, it is easy to say, but if he is an enemy? This is a potential threatening enemy for himself.

He kept a kind smile on his face, "I heard that Your Excellency has been waiting for me here for a few days. ”

"No, I just heard that Daoist Fang's dojo has a good scenery and is popular, so I specially came here to sit down, Daoist Fang won't be driving me away, right?" Lu Donglai sat up, and Meow Jiuniang continued to lie in Lu Donglai's arms, while the eyes of one person and one cat looked at the demon Dao in front of him at the same time.

On the ability to talk nonsense, who is afraid of whom......

Dressed in a cyan robe, with a face of about forty years old, there are some wrinkles on his face, some freckles, and his eyes can't say what it feels like, but after being identified as a demon Dao, even with a kind smile on his face, Lu Donglai still doesn't have much good feelings, just a little look, one person and one cat put a label on Fang Kongdong's body - ugly demon Dao!

Yes, probably because he has contributed to the people of Bianjing, which has made his ugly face gain a certain popularity. Of course, it can also be because his parents gave him such a face, so he was unhappy in his heart and wanted to take revenge on society.

Fang Kongdong was angry in his heart, you bastard don't blush when you tell lies? Who said a few days ago that he wanted to see himself? But how could he say such a thing? Isn't this a slap in the face? Since he was moved by the sincerity of the other party, he should show a sanctimonious appearance, right?

"Sir is very blessed, I don't know what I can gain in my dojo?"

Fang Kongdong himself moved another chair and sat down, even if he wanted to drive Lu Donglai away in his heart, but it was still a blue sky and daylight, and there were many people around, wouldn't he let others see his face if he rashly drove away the other party? While trying to find a way to get Lu Donglai away, he also had to smile and greet the smiling faces of the people who passed by and greeted him.

Good intentions tired.

Lu Donglai subconsciously moved the chair he was sitting on with his buttocks, always feeling that if he got too close, he would get close to the ink black, what should he do if he was blackened when the time came?

Fang Kongdong's cheeks twitched again, he has always been a high-ranking Taoist, and he has not experienced the taste of being excluded for a long time, this bastard has been angry with himself twice in a day, but he can't have a seizure, he needs to maintain his image as a good Taoist in the hearts of the people.

And when Lu Donglai looked at him, why didn't Fang Kongdong look at Lu Donglai?

This kind of emaciated body, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a master, and you will be reluctantly included in the ranks of third-rate masters, but the third-rate themselves also have a way to deal with it, it makes no sense that someone doesn't know the power of the Taoist priest of Maoshan, isn't this kid a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers?

In this way, Lu Donglai was given the title of 'a nasty ghost who has not been deeply involved in the world' by Fang Daochang.

Facing Fang Kongdong's question, Lu Donglai smiled slightly, "Harvest, naturally, there is, it is honest and comfortable in your place, and it is quite moisturizing to live here every day, look at people, absorb and absorb the breath of incense, and the whole person's heart can be washed, why not?"

"Mr. is noble, my state of mind makes me ashamed of the old way, I don't know what sect and sect Mr. studied from?"

Lu Donglai's expression was still calm on the surface, and he guessed from the other party's words that the other party couldn't figure him out, so he couldn't help but feel a little relieved, but he still said nonsense, "Tongtian Pavilion disciple, Lu Donglai." ”

It is not for nothing that I can think of a sect that shocks people, similar to the Ethereal Sect, the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, and the Lingkong Cave Mansion...... It's just that these people have a good relationship with themselves, and they can't bear to be blackened like this, but Fang Zhenwu, a disciple of Tongtian Pavilion, was hostile to himself when the seven people went down the mountain to try, even if everyone was safe afterwards, but Lu Donglai still didn't like each other.

It doesn't make sense to hack you!

He, Lu Donglai, is such a man with clear grievances.

Fang Kongdong filtered through the sects he knew in his mind, but where had he heard of any 'Tongtian Pavilion', he expected that the kid in front of him was not honest at all, his mouth was full of nonsense, he was afraid that after so many words, there might not be one or two sentences of truth. But how did he know that Lu Dong was talking about the Immortal Dao Sect, where could a 'Taoist' in the secular world like him know?

"It turned out that it was also a famous family, disrespectful and disrespectful. Although he had already decided in his heart that Lu Donglai was talking nonsense, the polite words on his lips could not be omitted.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time. Lu Dong looked at Fang Kongdong, the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc, I like to look at you like this way you want to beat me but can't beat me.

The two sides come and go, one person and one sentence, if you don't know what they think clearly, I'm afraid that the two will be recognized as friends at first sight.

After the little maid brought tea and pastries to the two, looking at the two of them with smiles on their faces and talking with pleasant faces, there seemed to be signs of collapse in their hearts again, didn't you say that you hated him? Didn't you say that you couldn't see him? Why did you talk so happily for only a while? Like old friends for many years?

The two chatted, and before they knew it, it was getting late, Lu Donglai smiled slightly, got up and said goodbye.

"It's a pleasure to chat with the Taoist today, if there is nothing tomorrow, I will come again, sitting in such a place for a day, life is also too beautiful not to want, the Taoist is so busy, tomorrow you don't have to come to greet me." ”

After finishing speaking, the smile on Lu Donglai's face did not decrease, and he gently stroked Meow Jiuniang's hair and said, "Big lazy cat, let's go, go home and eat dried fish for you." ”

"Meow~!"

Looking at Lu Dong's figure coming and going, Fang Kongdong's originally smiling face was covered with frost, he casually took out a piece of paper from his body, but it was not white paper, but yellow paper, and the paper had been folded into the appearance of a villain, and I don't know what means Fang Kongdong used, this little paper man staggered to his feet.

"Catch up with him. ”

Fang Kongdong pointed to the direction in which Lu Dong came.

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