“… Da, da, da. ”

Ji Xiu's fingers tapped the table with a rhythmic sound.

"Oh, I said brother, don't pestle! Hurry up and pay attention, brother, I'm really a little scared now! Shopkeeper Hao saw Ji Xiu standing in front of the table silently, and immediately said anxiously.

"In Kyoto City, the Daomen doesn't dare to take you, right?" Ji Xiu's movements stopped and looked at the panicked shopkeeper Hao.

"Oh, brother! I told you about that old man yesterday. Shopkeeper Hao rolled his eyes fiercely, stepped forward and said, "Today's saint is worshipping the Tao!" Don't you understand this? ”

"Of the three Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, only the Daomen have built a palace in the imperial city, what does this mean to elaborate on? In recent years, the luck of Taoism can be said to be close to Confucianism! ”

"What does the Daomen dare to come to the door to explain?"

Ji Xiu looked at the shopkeeper Hao, who was clapping his hands and looking at him, and suddenly said: "It means that it was instructed by the Daomen, and the Daomen also acquiesced to the dispatch..."

"But it is not because Chongyang Zhenren is arranged, the deep meaning behind this is ...... Luck Fight! ”

"Smack!" Shopkeeper Hao slapped the back of his hand and said, "Hey, that's right, it's not too stupid!" As he spoke, he sighed again:

"The battle of luck, in the final analysis, is also a human being!"

"The population of Dayang is so large, the fat is just such a piece, the plate is so big, the three Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist families have been divided, your martial arts suddenly woke up, and said that you want to enter and eat meat, who wants to put this behind?"

"As far as the martial arts script you wrote, it's not that my brother looks down on those subsets of scriptures and histories, Taoist Buddhist scriptures, if you want to be attractive, these together are not one, you just think so..."

"The students of the White Horse Academy began to practice martial arts, and began to dance swords and swords, and stood for the martial arts; Buddhist monks no longer regard Buddhist scriptures as the essence of the norm, shouting and shouting and killing; Daomen began to fight bravely and ruthlessly......"

"For the three families, this is just cutting meat!"

"Look at it, it's the Daomen that I've found this time, and the ones who are looking for you right away may be Confucianism and Buddhism!"

"The Daomen is the protagonist of this time, Quanzhen Dao, who will be the Confucianism and Buddhism, and what reason will they look for you, what they will do with you, it's all unknown!"

"So brother, if you have any ideas, hurry up and say it, while there is still time, let's sum it up and see what to do."

After talking for a long time, he suddenly saw Ji Xiu silent, and the shopkeeper Hao said tentatively: "Brother, what do you want?" ”

Ji Xiu glanced at him, got up and walked out of the door, and said:

"I'm thinking, what is the attitude of this martial arts luck dragon when he wakes up? Do you like it or don't you like it? ”

Shopkeeper Hao picked up Ji Xiu's white robe on the hanger at the door, quickly followed Ji Xiu and draped it over his shoulders, and said:

"Needless to say, it's naturally happy."

"The great dragon of martial arts luck is sleeping, and the martial artists do not cultivate Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, which is a real waste."

“…… Now the dragon of luck has woken up... Brother be careful..."Shopkeeper Hao helped Ji Xiu into the carriage, and kept saying:

"The Great Yang Qi Luck is growing again, can the above be happy?"

"—Drive!" The coachman whipped his whip and the carriage drove to the end of the street. In the distance, Ji Xiu's voice was faintly heard.

"Then it's not a bad situation......"

……

……

"Fluttering."

A gray-white big-headed pigeon cut through the wet sky, swept past a large area of buildings, and finally landed in the backyard of the Ling Mansion, outside the window in the early hours of the morning.

“… Meow! The black cat lying under the windowsill suddenly came to his senses, rolled up his little pink tongue, and crawled forward with his chrysalis.

"It looks like we can break through the five products at the end of the month." The black clothes looked at themselves dressed in white with layers of golden ripples around them, and turned around to pick up the gray and white doves outside the window. It was also at this moment that the black cat fluttered into the air.

Untie the letterhead on the pigeon's leg, and the black clothes let the pigeon go in the early morning.

After seeing the contents of the letterhead, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, and she pinched her fingers lightly, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Is the awakening of the Great Dragon of Martial Dao Luck actually because of him? The temple asked me to come forward...", she squeezed the back of her hand and turned to look out the window.

“……”

The carriage stopped outside the Sea Blue study.

"Since the emperor is happy to see the Martial Dao Luck Dragon awaken, why does he have to acquiesce to the Dao Sect to find me? It's really because of the pet belief in the door, so this careful liver blows the wind on the pillow, there is no principle? ”

Ji Xiu wrapped his robe and got out of the carriage,

followed behind the shopkeeper Hao, but there was another thing in his heart.

Stepping into the meeting hall, Shopkeeper Hao immediately returned to his true character as a businessman, with a smile on his face, and said loudly:

"Haha, let you wait for a long time, Hao has invited Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji is infected with the wind cold, so it is slower, if there is anything wrong, don't blame the three of you, don't blame it......"

Looking over Shopkeeper Hao, Ji Xiu saw the people sitting in the hall.

Xuehua, Yashi, and Lan Kou got up with ugly faces, but each of them did not look very good at this time.

Also, let the three savages slip out of the bed early in the morning, and it's strange that their faces can be good.

Ji Xiu returned the salute one by one, but his attention was always on the three sitting on the side... Well, a villager with a unique temperament?

The old, middle-aged and young three, the old skin is dry, the gray hair is messy, and a bird's nest is tied up at random, hiss, wait, what is in the messy bird's nest...... Black Mantis?!

The blue robe was sewn and patched, and it was covered with dirt.

The soles of a pair of yellowed straw shoes under his feet were covered with a layer of new mud that had dried out and turned white at the corners of the edges.

The old man was closing his eyes at this time, well, the slight snoring sound, it was difficult for people to tell whether he was sleeping or not.

The middle-aged Taoist has black hair and a long face, except that his face is unkempt except for a little black ash on his face, but his face is ruddy, and the look in his eyes is slightly serious, and he bows his head slightly.

Ji Xiu also hurriedly nodded.

Compared with the old and middle-aged Taoists, this young Taoist priest was handsome and extraordinary, with an uninhibited temperament, and his eyes surging with a touch of inquiry when he looked at Ji Xiu.

A fat robe with a few patches, one side of the trouser leg rolled up high, and Erlang's legs were crossed.

Within ten steps, the carpet under the feet of the three of them was no longer visible.

Tut! Hao Fatzi's pampered and unfazed look is admirable, this blanket was just ordered by the tigress at home, right?

"Three, Ji is polite." Ji Xiu officially bowed his hand.

The middle-aged Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest looked at each other and got up, raised their arms to salute, and suddenly the two of them were stunned and tilted their heads to look.

I saw that the old man was still sleeping, and his saliva was drooping.

For a while, a touch of embarrassment appeared on both of their faces, and Ji Xiu smiled and signaled that it was okay.

"Uncle Shi, wake up, wake up, people are coming!" The middle-aged man frowned and kicked the old man's trouser leg.

Well, Ji Xiu said that he had reason to suspect that it was true that he wanted to wake up the old man, and it might also be true that he wanted to rub the mud on the old man's legs.

Hmph, this is what you said, the Daomen favored by the emperor? Or is it a Heavenly Sect full of people in the Dao Gate? You're not going to be a fool, are you? Ji Xiuheng gave Hao Fatzi a look.

Tsk, although it's hard to believe, and the shape is a little chic, but from the temperament inadvertently revealed between the eyebrows, you can still judge that it is indeed a person from the Daomen Heavenly Sect! Hao Fatzi looked back.

Ji Xiu: "......"