Just as the person fell silent, there was a soft sound next to him.

I saw Song Yin silently pick up the dishes and chopsticks, quickly pick up the vegetables and eat them in his mouth, and the bowl of rice bottomed out in an instant.

"Senior brother?" Zhang Feixuan doubted.

Song Yin put down the dishes and chopsticks, pointed to their rice, and said, "Finish eating it." ”

The senior brother insisted, and the two of them didn't say a word, Zhang Feixuan put down the folding fan, picked up the bowl and ate.

Wang Qizheng snorted coldly at the man, sat back in his seat, and swallowed the bowl of rice in three or two bites.

He was tall and stout, and his mouth was large, and the bowl that could fill one of the hands of ordinary people was like a tea bowl in his hand, and of course he did not eat it.

Although Zhang Feixuan looked elegant, he was not ambiguous when he ate, after all, he was a qi refiner, and if a cultivator talked about the amount of food, he was naturally not comparable to ordinary mortals.

The wild vegetables are unpalatable, and there is a fishy smell in the water, but at this moment, the senior brother has a face and gives an order, no matter how unpalatable it is, he must swallow it.

It's better than the wild vegetable dumplings in the mountain gate before, and there is still oil.

There were fewer and fewer dishes on the table, and as Wang Qi was finishing the last dish left on the plate and putting it in his mouth, he suddenly felt a heavy breath around him, and a sound like a sharp sword out of its sheath sounded.

Song Yin's eyes were shining at this time, and he happened to be facing Wang Qizheng, so frightened that he didn't dare to chew, and immediately kicked off the chair and knelt on the ground.

"Senior brother, I didn't mean it, I thought about the last bite, so I ate it first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's gaze shifted and turned to the family of three.

A family of three, the husband and wife are perfect, the breath and soul in the body are all there, and like the little junior brother Sun Jiubei, they have not been absorbed by the evil way.

But the little girl was different, she was now shrouded in a strange aura, indescribable, faintly glowing with gold.

It was not demonic aura, Song Yin didn't feel the aura of demons and demons, this golden aura connected her parents, and there was a golden thread above her head, guiding to the west.

There seemed to be something in her body, constantly pouring into the golden thread, and through the golden thread, it was transmitted to the west.

West

Song Yin stood up and walked towards the family of three, directly to the little girl.

He came suddenly, making the woman subconsciously hug the little girl tighter, and looked straight at Song Yin.

I saw that Song Yin stretched out his hand directly, his fingers were directly shrouded in white flames, and he directly twisted the gold thread on the top of the girl's head, and as soon as he rubbed his two fingers, the gold thread was torn off.

As the golden thread was torn off, the little girl's eyes were cloudy, and she collapsed directly into the woman's arms and fainted.

"Daughter! Daughter! ”

The woman shook the girl's body, her face panicked, her nose trembling, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's dizzy.

At this time, she looked at Song Yin, who was full of wonder, and stammered: "You, you are."

Song Yin's clothes suddenly changed, the crown turned into a dragon bone crown, the cloak turned into a dark yellow yellow dragon coat, and the clothes also became a white dragon clothes.

"I am the Song Yin of the Golden Immortal Gate, now that the merits have been exhausted, your daughter will have nothing to do from now on, and she can live with confidence!"

This sudden change made the woman stunned, and the man sitting there muttering and crazy was even more excited, "Is it an immortal!" The immortals came to ignite me, did you wait! Is the little girl saved, is the little girl already well! ”

"It's not an immortal, it's just a qi refiner, I won't enlighten you, I won't make you rich, I won't let you live longer, and I won't let you become immortals. The only thing we can tell you is that as long as a person does not steal or break the law, and his conscience is acceptable, that is a great merit! ”

"As for those who are beyond the scope of people."

Song Yin said loudly: "That's what we have to deal with!" ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked out, "Second junior brother, pay." ”

"Huh."

Zhang Feixuan responded, took out the broken silver and copper coins from his belt, and asked the two: "How much?" ”

It's just that the two of them just looked at Song Yin's back in a daze, obviously not listening.

"Generally, the next ordinary restaurant is only twenty wen. Just right. ”

Zhang Feixuan shook his head, counted the copper coins in his hand, put them on the table, and followed Song Yin out.

"Don't starve next time, starving is the most fucking pain, fortunately, I met Senior Brother Lao Tzu, change to someone else, instead of letting you be a starving ghost, it is better for Lao Tzu to send you free."

Wang Qizheng looked at them and shook his head, and also walked out the door.

"This money."

When they all went out and disappeared, the woman reacted, first looked at her daughter in panic, and found that she was still breathing steadily, without any signs of dying, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

I collected the money before, but as soon as the money was collected, my daughter was almost gone.

She looked out the door and muttered, "It's too much, ten wen is enough." ”

"Thank you, Daxian! Thank you, Daxian! ”

The man suddenly kowtowed to the door, even if it was bleeding, he didn't care, but there were tears in his eyes.

……

After leaving the restaurant, Song Yin went straight to the west of the city.

Zhang Feixuan followed behind and couldn't help asking, "Senior brother, is this Mingtang Temple an evil way?" ”

"I don't know."

Song Yin said in a deep voice: "I see that this city is indeed orderly, and not everyone asks for that merit, it is all out of their own volition. ”

The people who guarded the city were all perfect, and he had opened his eyes when he entered the city before, but he didn't see any lack of human body, unlike the mortals they sheltered at the foot of Pingding Mountain.

Not everyone doesn't want money, so many shops on the main street collect money.

But the gold thread on the girl's head will not be wrong, cut the thread, and the girl will return to normal.

The golden thread is true, but the kindness of the people in the city is also true.

This made Song Yin not very clear.

"I don't know, then I'll see it clearly, go to Mingtang Temple!"

His speed became faster and faster, and when he finally stepped on his footsteps, a yellow wind blew on the soles of his feet, and he turned into an afterimage and went straight to the west of the city.

Leaving the two of them staring at each other with big eyes.

Thinking of what Song Yin said just now, Wang Qizheng stared, only to feel a chill, "I'm a mother. Senior brother can't see clearly, what kind of great evil is that? ”

"People are stationed in the world, that is the right way, and we are the evil way."

Zhang Feixuan corrected Wang Qizheng's words, but he also pondered: "Senior brother can't see clearly, that is to say, these mortals are all perfect people, and they can raise perfect sects. There's a doorway. ”

They are small and small, and they avoid these righteous paths when they walk in the world on weekdays, and they suddenly see a sect with a big doorway, and it stands to reason that they should go out of the city and avoid talking about it.

But now the senior brothers are gone

"Feel dangerous, pay more attention, lest you die." Zhang Feixuan said.

"Huh? Are you saying that the senior brother will die? Wang Qizheng asked.

"No, I mean"

Zhang Feixuan folded the fan and shook it, fanning it up, revealing a confident smile: "We will die." ”

Wang Qizheng: "......"

What are you confident in here!

Do you need to talk about this kind of nonsense?

With this kind of combat power, they can't beat their fellow Daoists who are also small families in the Sumeru vein, let alone the sects rooted in the human world!

Because there was no manuscript saved, and the update was a little late, it was not updated during the day, and it took 12 o'clock to complete the third update.

I'm trying to put it in the daytime, and I'm asking for a monthly pass!

(End of chapter)