"Stop, you stand for the deity! The young man, who calls himself a monk, dare to fight with the deity in a dignified and upright battle?" The old Taoist priest's feet were already stained red with blood.

"Don't dare!"

"I'm so angry that I die!" the old Taoist priest was so angry that he vomited blood, but in the face of flexibility, he finally gritted his teeth and chose to give up.

Then, he turned back again.

It is impossible to give up, how can he let the old way give up? This is a matter of principle, if a person gives up lightly, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

"Old dog, look at the hidden weapon!" He Fang raised his hand, and a stone flew out.

The old Taoist priest's two fingers poked forward, and the stone was firmly clamped, which also made him firmly believe once again that He Fang's strength was really weak.

Then, the sequel to the youth idol drama was staged again.

Where to run, the old Taoist priest chases.

In the moonlight, two figures ran in the bamboo forest.

That's how it goes.

The two of them tossed in the bamboo forest for almost an hour.

The old Taoist priest was finally put out of the fire, and no matter how much he tried to make him stick to his principles, he stopped chasing him, and turned around and walked towards the cabin.

He Fang was actually tired and sweating profusely.

However, he still did not give up, and followed the old Taoist priest from a distance, partly because of faith, and partly because he seemed to be lost again.

This bamboo forest is like a labyrinth.

If you don't keep up, you can't do it!

The old Taoist priest ignored where he was behind him, accelerated his walking, and finally returned to the cabin with a limp.

The little boy was looking at the bowl of radish soup on the table, wanting to eat but not daring to eat, licking his mouth and swallowing saliva.

When the old Taoist priest saw this scene, he immediately found an outlet for the grievances in his heart.

"Little beast, dare to steal food?!" the old Taoist priest slapped the little boy in the face, beating the little boy to the ground and rolling out seven or eight heels.

After chasing for an hour, his consumption was equally great.

There was a bloody smell on his body, and he couldn't smell anything else, and seeing that the "ginseng soup" had been boiled, he didn't think too much.

Picking up the bowl, Gurr swallowed it.

After he was done, his eyes were fixed on an iron pot next to him, and when he lifted the lid, it was already empty, and there was no soup at all.

"Little beast, thousand-year-old radish, how can there only be only ......" Before the old Taoist priest finished speaking, his face had already changed, and then, his body began to twitch.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You little brute, you dare to ......"

The old Taoist priest's legs were weak, and he froze on the ground, holding his stomach with one hand, and staring at the little boy with two eyes, looking incredulous.

And He Fang just came out of the bamboo forest.

Energy +300.

"Sure enough, I was tricked!" He Fang was overjoyed.

At this time, it was time for the decisive Wang Baqi to appear, but before he could take out the white jade sword, he saw that something had happened in the field.

The little boy, who had been cowering all along, suddenly took an arrow step at his feet, and a dagger that had long been hidden in his sleeve pierced the throat of the old Taoist priest.

"Poof!" the dagger went into his throat.

Blood rushes.

Neat.

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, and he couldn't speak.

The little boy kept muttering something, his face was already red with blood, but his eyes didn't blink at all, as if he wanted to swallow the old Taoist priest alive.

He Fang was a little confused.

It wasn't because of the little boy's sudden move.

Instead, when the little boy kept chattering, he actually happened that the old Taoist priest's face began to dry up, and the bones in his whole body continued to make a tooth-sour sound.

Soon, the old Taoist's body collapsed to the ground.

It's just that it's no longer human.

It looks like you've been sucked clean.

The little boy licked his lips contentedly at this time, turned his gaze to a place not far away, and showed an innocent smile.

"Thank you, brother, for setting me free. ”

"Huh...... Very good, but remember the grace of the dripping water, when the spring reciprocates. He Fang was also laughing, he couldn't help laughing.

This is a special turn that goes too fast......

He hasn't had time to put on his seatbelt yet!

"Well, if my brother has anything to do in the future, just come to this Zhushan to find me, from today on, my name will be 'Zhushan Daoren'. After the little boy finished speaking, he waved to a position not far away.

Soon, the little girl hiding behind the stone ran out, holding a red belly pocket, and in a few breaths, she ran in front of He Fang.

It's amazingly fast.

"Thank you, brother, for saving my master!" said the little girl as she reached out and touched her body, with a slightly painful expression on her face.

Then, He Fang saw a few ginseng whiskers in the little girl's hand.

Crystal brilliance.

Crystal clear.

He Fang seems to understand the meaning of the little boy and the little girl of the 'Zhushan Daoren', and at this time to be polite, that is, not to treat the other party as his own.

"Confucianism is teachable. He Fang nodded, and took a few ginseng whiskers.

But the moment he took the mustache, he suddenly noticed that the surrounding scenery seemed to be gradually blurring, not only the surrounding scenery.

Even his body is also blurring, as if it is about to merge with the surrounding bamboo forest.

He Fang was slightly shocked.

He didn't know what the plot was.

But he saw that the bright moon in the sky had disappeared, and a faint light was gradually rising in the east.

Wrong!

The sun is coming out.

Looking at the body that was gradually becoming transparent, he could already be sure that this world should not exist forever, but appear under certain conditions.

Is it Purple Moon?

I just don't know if the village chief and the old man have experienced the same thing?

He Fang didn't dare to think about it any more, and quickly ran in the direction of the village elder's room.

"Brother, are you leaving?" Zhushan Daoren licked his lips and showed a sunny smile, but with the blood on his face, there was an indescribable weirdness.

"Well, we are destined to meet thousands of miles away. He Fang waved his hand, his feet did not stop, he did not dare to stop for a moment now, he had to leave here immediately.

Eventually, one of his feet re-entered the village elder's home, and at the same time, his body became substantial again.

Whew, a heavy exhale.

He subconsciously glanced back.

I saw the little boy and the little girl standing in front of the cabin and waving at him.

"Brother, we will definitely meet again!" the little boy from Zhushan Daoren showed a mouthful of blood-stained teeth and smiled happily.

But there is an inexplicable chill in He Fang.

Because, he faintly saw that the eyes of the little boy from Zhushan Daoren were gradually turning red, and the black and white eyes were only as red as two balls of blood.

"What the hell is this world?!"

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