Bangs just struggled to get up, shaking the ash on the apron: "My mission is complete, I have to go back."

"Several pigs are still waiting to be killed!"

Before I could recover from the shock I had just had, I stopped him in a bit of a daze: "This—this is leaving?"

Liu Haigang nodded a little woodenly: "I have to go back to kill the pigs, and I have to deliver the goods before dawn!"

I hesitated for a moment, then squeezed out a smile, "Okay, then you get busy first."

"Ah, good."

In this way, Liu Haigang turned his head and left in a hurry, until he disappeared into the night.

Manager Huang trembled and crawled out of the counter: "Man, who the hell are you?"

"Don't look at you as a newcomer, my brother didn't bully you! Don't scare my brother!"

I quickly helped him up: "To be honest, I'm a Taoist."

"Pretending to be a waiter has no malice, it's really something happened to Yueming Building."

"Peaches ......," I sighed, "Peaches doesn't care if they live or die."

Manager Huang grabbed my arm with both hands: "Brother! You can save me, my brother doesn't have a few pants, he can't stand being so scared!"

It's really embarrassing for him, a man with a big waist and a round waist, he was scared like this.

I patted his hand and reassured, "Don't worry, I'll get to the end."

"It's going to be okay tonight, let's go to bed first."

Manager Huang nodded very hard: "Then, those who are unconscious won't die, right?"

"It's okay, they just touched the yin qi, and they didn't go into the body, just bask in the sun tomorrow."

Looking back, I just feel worried, "I'm afraid you're going to have to shut down for a few days."

"I'm staring at the peach house tonight, you can sleep steadily."

Manager Huang pleaded, "I don't dare."

"Then you're going to Momoko's room too?"

His head immediately shook into a rattle: "Forget it, I'm still on the first floor."

Tut.

I really don't know how fierce Peaches is, so Manager Huang would rather be frightened on the first floor than take a step forward.

"Squeak"

I gently pushed open the door of the peach, and the peach was wrapped in a thick quilt, and there was nothing but a little pale on her face.

Anyway, it was summer, and the temperature in the house was not too low, so I wrapped myself up on the ground and spent the night.

But I closed my eyes, and my mind was full of what the old fairy of the gray family said: one day Jiao will get water, and the wind and clouds will be dragons.

It sounded like some kind of proverb, as if it was hinting at something.

Implying that I will become a Chan in the future?

Instantly, I dismissed the idea again.

When all Taoist priests are at the beginning, the master will look at the bone physiognomy and life.

The main thing to see is whether the ancestor appreciates the rice bowl, if he is destined not to cultivate, the master must not accept it.

At the beginning, the master told me that my life is called "nine times out of ten".

This kind of life is very torturous, God let me touch everything, but in the end there is nothing left.

In general, it belongs to people who are born unlucky.

If you want to save your life, Xuanmen cultivation is the only way out.

Therefore, it is definitely not me who said this about the dragon.

Forget it, don't want to.

The luck that should come can't be stopped; The bad luck will not be less.

I wasn't sleepy, but my eyelids were sticking together, and I just felt my brain sink and fell asleep completely.

In my dream, I came to the bamboo forest again.

The man in white sat not far from me, stroking the zither with both hands, and the wind-like tunes collided with each other in the bamboo leaves.

With my little knowledge of music, I can probably tell that this is something like an ambush on all sides.

Listening to the people's hearts is surging and uneasy.

"See you again."

He just lowered his head, but threw out a word.

I wanted to get close to him, but there seemed to be a line between me and him, and I couldn't get close to him for half a minute.

"Ding!"

As he lifted his hand up, a row of strings brushed in unison and trilled, and all the notes came to an abrupt halt.

The silence in the bamboo forest is somewhat tinnitus.

The man in white slowly raised his head: "Good job."

"What?" I tried to get closer, but there seemed to be a line between us, always standing in my way.

I could only stand on the periphery and raise my voice: "What did you do well?"

The man in white slowly stood up and yelled at me, "You want to come in?"

"One day, you broke through this line, and naturally came in."

I didn't know, and I didn't want to know what that meant, so I asked instead.

"Since you know what happened tonight, why don't you do it?"

The man in white did not respond to me, but threw a piece of jade pendant at my feet.

To be precise, this thing is called Yujue.