Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were coming out of the pharmacy, and when they saw the confrontation, they did not lean towards Ning Caichen, but immediately gathered mana. They were confident that this distance would not stop them from making a move.

Bai Suzhen's mana is already biased towards humanity, and coupled with her intention to breathe, even Xiaoqing is difficult to detect. It's a little strange that her sister's cultivation has improved so quickly, and she has also used mana.

Xiaoqing is a demon, and when her mana moves, others will immediately feel it. However, this Bai's Pharmacy has the humanity written by Ning Caichen, and the demonic aura is covered by humanity, which is very strange.

Demonic energy?

They couldn't tell.

Since ancient times, who has heard of the fluctuation of mana in popularity?

I couldn't tell what it was, Changchun Zhenren's face looked extremely strange, as if he was considering, and as if he was making some difficult decision.

Unconsciously, the people of Maoshan were already surrounded in the middle.

"Hehe! If you don't give it, you won't give it!" Changchun Zhenren smiled freely, "It's just little brother, you have to be careful to collect this demonic blood, don't get it on the wound, otherwise there will be another zombie." It's better to just burn the blood. ”

He was really sincere, and he couldn't see any hypocrisy at all.

If it is really an ancient person, because of the closed surname of information transmission, he will really believe his words. It's a pity that Ning Caichen came from later generations. How many people in later generations don't know what the Maoshan people do for a living?

With such precious zombie blood, would he be willing to let it be burned?

Only fools believe them.

Fang Xia couldn't help but be very anxious when she saw that what her grandfather said now was different from what she said just now.

Changchun Zhenren patted her, and said in his heart: "Don't be anxious, it's only now that it's really started." ”

After caring about the zombie blood, Changchun Zhenren said again: "But little brother, I actually have a treasure in Maoshan that can turn boats into boats, but I lost it in the early years, I don't know if my little brother has seen it?"

When Ning Caichen was unconscious, they had already turned over Ning Caichen's body and found nothing. If it hadn't alarmed Xiaoqing, they would definitely look for it again.

In hindsight, the only suspicious thing about Ning Caichen's body was the sword hanging on his body.

Since Ning Caichen was a literati, they didn't think deeply about the sword on Ning Caichen's body at first. After alarming Xiaoqing, they had to flee the scene and return to their place to react.

Ning Caichen's injury was definitely not light, and even he didn't untie the sword, obviously it was definitely a treasure, and even the boat could have been changed by the sword.

The reason why it is just speculation and can't be sure is also because of Haoran righteousness, nourished by Haoran righteousness, this scabbard is no longer exposed by immortal qi, but introverted and unpretentious. Just like Lu Zu took away a trace of his divine thoughts, in addition to the reason he said, this heroic righteousness is also a great meritorious service.

An immortal like Lu Zu has no way to take Haoran's righteousness, let alone a little cultivation. If he could recognize it, he wouldn't be just a little Jindan monk.

If it weren't for Ning Caichen's sword hanging too conspicuously, they wouldn't have had such a guess afterwards.

Hearing him say about the boat, everyone who knew subconsciously went to see the sword on Ning Caichen's waist. This made Ning Caichen want to say that he didn't know.

Now that he was in everyone's sight, Ning Caichen simply took off his sword.

Old and immortal are called thieves. This kind of person is an old thief, and it is possible to guess it with a single look. Not to mention the eyes of so many people.

Seeing Ning Caichen untie the sword, he immediately rejoiced: "Yes, yes, it's this sword!" As if this was really their lost sword.

Puzzled, Fang Xia thought to her voice and asked, "Grandpa, why do you want his broken sword?" It doesn't look like a treasure. ”

A conversation sparked a siege by everyone, and Fang Xia had to be more careful. Although this will consume a lot of mana, it is better than being besieged again.

You must know that they are good at catching ghosts and zombies in Maoshan faction, but fighting with others is definitely their weakness. Especially from Huang Quankou, I learned that Bai Suzhen, Xia Houjian, Zhu Gui, Du Qian, Song Wan and others are not mediocre hands.

The Maoshan faction's methods of catching ghosts and zombies can be described as first-class, but its martial arts are at most third-rate.

In addition to the martial arts itself, it has not evolved to the height of immortal law, mainly because the ancestor of Maoshan is only a saint for many generations, and there is no more powerful spell inheritance except for the means of catching ghosts and zombies.

Immortal cultivators, once the mana can't suppress mortals, their skills are not worth mentioning.

Changchun Zhenren also said: "We have searched this person's body, inside and out. Nothing. But Xia'er, it's just such an ordinary sword, he doesn't leave his body even if he heals. It's almost dying, and it's still hanging on to it, it's definitely a treasure, and it may even be the ship your brother said. No, judging by their performance, it's the ship. This stupid boy put everything in the boat, no wonder we couldn't find it. ”

"Grandpa, what should I do then?"

Mortals are the easiest to deceive, and this kind of scholar who reads and reads stupidly is even more deceiving. You see, didn't he take the initiative to untie the sword to me?"

What is lost by someone else must be returned to the owner. This is a social merit. Except for a very small number of scoundrels, Changchun Zhenren has never seen anything that is not returned.

Even if they are scoundrels, there are very few things that dare to rely on people of Buddhism and Taoism.

Ning Caichen took the initiative to solve it, Changchun Zhenren was very satisfied, and said in his heart: If you know how to advance and retreat, you won't need to use spells to rectify you in a while.

Although Changchun Zhenren was well hidden, in the face of the sword handed over by Ning Caichen, his eyes were also bright, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

returned the lost property, no one felt that it was wrong, even Bai Suzhen did not stop it, but Xiaoqing, dissatisfied with herself, said to herself: "Since it is a baby, why should you return it, who knows if it is his!"

Xiaoqing's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the room to hear.

Ning Caichen's hand paused for a moment, and said with a serious face: "What the young girl said is right, why did the Taoist chief say that this is yours?"

Changchun Zhenren hated Xiaoqing with many mouths and tongues, and he hated to pull out the roots of Xiaoqing's tongue, but now he can't do this. Not only can he not show his anger, but he also has to generously say that Xiaoqing is right. The left hand lightly stroked the goat's whiskers and said: "This sword is the essence of collecting hardware for the poor road, refining the heaven and earth fire, changing at will, and the best at turning into a boat, carrying the poor road to travel all over the five lakes and seas." ”

Such an explanation is sufficient, and no one believes that he is talking nonsense, and with the sincerity of the ancients, this sword must be returned. Otherwise, even the people around him will look down on him.

Ning Caichen made a return appearance, and when Changchun Zhenren was smiling, he suddenly said again: "When did the Dao Chief lose the sword, is there an accurate time?"

I thought I had it, but this time I could flash him a lot, but I saw that he was in a hurry and twisted off his beard, and he was very distressed.

The ancients were different from today's people, and they paid attention to Ran Ran's beard, and men took animal whiskers as their beauty. For example, Guan Yunchang, with a red face, is called "beautiful sideburns" because of a beard. Even Cao Ying "used yarn brocade as a bag and Guan Gong to protect his beard".

Such a beard has broken several pieces, which is naturally extremely distressing. Compared with today's people, it is not disfigured. But in the face of Ning Caichen's problem, he couldn't take care of a beard at all. I had to think about how to answer.

Since the sword is yours, you should always know when you lost it, and if you don't know, it's obviously not yours.

Changchun Zhenren carefully hid his twisted beard with a cloth bag while preparing to speak.

I can't say it's too long, it's too long and I've lost my Taoist face. It can't be said that it's too close, if he picks it up first...... "Grandpa, if the beard falls off, it will fall off, what bag do you still pack?" Just like some men who are dissatisfied with the makeup of what the female surname does, Fang Xia is also dissatisfied with his grandfather's lack of business, and the slow and methodical way to put away the broken beard.

What's so good about a beard? No matter how good it is, it's better than a baby? This stupid scholar is about to give it, but what kind of beard are you going to fiddle with? Is it good to distinguish priorities?

Changchun Zhenren smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: What kind of beard am I, I am thinking about how to answer?

"Good granddaughter, this beard is the lifeblood of grandpa, grandpa has a total of thirty-five beards, and he can't lose them. Don't lose it, this can still be received. If you lose it, it's gone. ”

Without waiting for his granddaughter to get angry, he made a reminiscence: "In March this year, I traveled to the West Lake in the poor road, and I was drunk and accidentally lost my baby. Originally, Poor Dao wanted to find it immediately, but who knew that zombies were cholera in the world. Poor Dao had to endure the pain to get rid of the evil first, and then go back to find it. Unexpectedly, he picked it up for Ning Gongzi. ”

His words were righteous and awe-inspiring.

It's not like I can't count where my baby has gone. It's just that I'm dedicated to the public, and I'm selfless, so you picked up my baby.

A Taoist who is so righteous and awe-inspiring, public and selfish. Are you embarrassed not to give me something? Even if it's not mine, you should give it to me.

Ning Caichen smiled slightly, tied the sword back to his waist, and said solemnly: "Dao Chief, I got this sword last winter, so it can't be Dao Chief." ”

You nerd! What does it matter if the time is almost there? Won't you give it to me? If you really wait for the old way to cast the spell, you will suffer some of it.

In the end, it was the grandfather and grandson, Fang Xia said directly: "You nerd, the things of the immortal family, are they also something that mortals can hold?

"Yes, yes. The treasures of the immortal family are the most troublesome. Guilty of it, the scholar should have read it. Maybe you're getting into a zombie because of this. Blessing is thin and life is thin, and treasure is equal to disaster. ”

These words are definitely intimidating.

They performed so hard, how could Ning Caichen not accompany them to perform a show, the fear of a mortal was a good performance.

Yes, no wonder I have never met demons and monsters before, but in the past year or two, I have encountered demons and monsters everywhere. ”

"Yes, yes, give me the sword. After I draw a talisman to suppress it, you will never encounter any demons and monsters in the future. ”

"Really!" Ning Caichen looked happy, trying to make the little stars burst out of joy in his eyes. Reach out and offer the sword.

(To be continued)