Angry cow? What's the name?

Xia Zhician glanced at Nan Er, and he motioned for the latter to let go of the old way.

"Oops......"

Lao Dao felt that his right arm was about to be unscrewed, and the bones were like they were about to crack, and he inhaled cold air in pain in his mouth, and it took a long time to recover.

"Tell me, what are you here for?"

Xia Zhician hugged the black cat in his arms, he poured a cup of tea, and motioned for Lao Dao to sit down and talk.

"Hey, my old bones almost kicked you apart......"

Lao Dao rubbed his back and sat down slowly.

He looked at the yellow paper talisman that was thrown everywhere, and the peachwood sword that had been broken in half, and his eyes were full of distress.

Those yellow talismans were all drawn by him day and night in the past few days, and the peachwood sword was bought by himself at a great price.

"Poor road has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, is it easy to save this little bit of family money? Alas, my Nine Heavens Exorcism Charm and the ancestral Taishang Demon Slaying Mahogany Sword have made you juniors ruined, you have to ......"

Lao Dao said a lot of things, in fact, he was going to take the opportunity to blackmail Xia Zhicia and the two, but he talked for a long time, and before the last word "compensation" was spoken, he saw the black cat.

"To ...... Goblin...... Monster! ”

The black cat with smooth coat lay in Xia Zhiciao's arms, grinding his front paw nails with the corner of his shirt sleeve robe, and his tail was flicked one by one.

In the eyes of others, it is just a cute black kitten.

And in the eyes of the old Taoist who opened the eyes of yin and yang and could distinguish the demonic energy, the cat was like a mist that constantly emitted black gas.

A pair of scarlet eyes emerged from the black mist, and the cold eyes mixed with resentment were as creepy as unsheathed swords.

"Youkai!"

Lao Dao fell from the stool with a pop, and as if he had forgotten the pain on his body, he ran to a corner of the room with his hands and feet, and took advantage of the situation to grasp the half-broken peachwood sword in his hand.

"Don't come here! I'm the twenty-eighth generation disciple of the Nine Heavens Exorcism Patriarch, if you dare to come over, I'll beat you! ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao also put on a posture of holding a sword.

To be honest, if the peachwood sword hadn't been broken, those poses would have looked pretty good.

But now the peachwood sword is also broken, Lao Dao was beaten by Nan Er before, covered in dirt, and one of his front teeth was knocked out, and his speech was a little leaky.

So the more you look at it, the more ridiculous it becomes.

"Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, such as the Buddha will soon appear ......"

"Wait, Buddha? What do you believe? ”

Nan Er listened and listened, and suddenly heard the Buddha from the mouth of the old Dao, and he stopped the words behind the old Dao with a scolding.

"It's wrong, it's a mistake. It's all because you beat the poor road, and even your head is confused......"

"Can I be blamed for that?"

Nan Er glanced back at Xia Zhiciao, who only shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

"Phew! Hugh is going to rap ......"

Lao Dao took off his Dao crown, and his gray hair fell down. He pinched the road with his left hand, stepped on the Big Dipper under his feet, and said something in his mouth:

"Heavenly Spirit Spirit, Earth Spirit Spirit, Nine Heavens Exorcism Ancestor Quickly Manifest ......"

Tyre!

Lao Dao bit the middle finger of his left hand, swiped it on the peachwood sword that had been broken in half, and then stabbed forward.

The red light flashed, and the blood seeped onto the peachwood sword, turning into a twisted and changing pattern.

The sword that had been broken actually popped out with a foot-long sword light.

Xia Zhician nodded with some surprise, he found that the old Tao was more or less Taoist. With the hand of the old man, there is no problem in killing some ordinary unjust souls and lonely ghosts.

"Slaying demons and demons is as urgent as a law!"

As he spoke, the peachwood sword trembled and flew up.

Whoosh –

The peachwood sword went straight to the black cat in Xia Zhicicada's arms.

Meow~

The black cat jumped out of Xia Zhicicada's arms and landed on the tea table in front of him. She wagged her tail and stretched out her front paws to give her a gentle pat.

Syllable!

The galloping peachwood sword was slapped on the table by the black cat.

Before the sword light composed of red patterns pierced into the black cat's fur, it was swallowed and melted by the black demonic energy that was entwined around her body.

"This ......"

Lao Dao's eyes widened, he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and almost even his jaw dropped.

"Meow~"

The black cat squatted down, used the half-cut mahogany sword as a cat scratching board for grinding nails, and scratched the sword with its two front paws.

"You ...... You deceive people so much! ”

"Ah, old man. Let's be reasonable, you rushed in inexplicably, and muttered a lot of ...... with a peachwood sword."

Nan Er felt a little funny, he looked at the black cat who was playing with the peachwood sword, and then looked at the old Tao with empty hands, and couldn't help laughing:

"Why did we end up deceiving people too much, are you unreasonable?"

"I ...... I...... I'm an old man, and I'm being bullied by you two juniors......"

Lao Dao was so angry that he blew his beard, and he trembled and pointed his finger at Nan Er:

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you if you're a fairy......"

"A fairy spirit?"

Nan Er scratched his head a little confused, why did he have a fairy spirit? It doesn't sound like an insult.

"And you! If you dare to raise evil things, you will definitely not die well in the future. ”

This sentence is talking about Xia Zhicicada.

"Meow~"

The black cat barked, dropped the peachwood sword that had just been playing happily, and walked towards the old way with standard cat steps.

"Alas, don't come......"

Lao Dao was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated a few steps, and the whole person was stuck to the wall.

"Come back."

Xia Zhicicada shouted, and the black cat stretched out its paws at Lao Dao, which seemed to mean that if you talk nonsense again, the old lady will slap you to death with one palm.

Then he walked back to Xia Zhicicada's arms.

"Lao Dao, can you talk well, a cat scares you like this?"

Nan Er looked at Lao Dao's timid appearance and said with a smile.

"You ...... What is the way you came from, even if you die, you have to let the poor road die to understand. ”

Lao Dao said with a wrinkled face.

"Old Dao, you don't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes? Before asking someone where they are going, you should report your home ......"

Nan Er sat down, took a teacup and put it in front of him, and then poured a cup of tea slowly.

After taking a sip of tea, he continued:

"Besides, when did we say we wanted your life?"

"Don't want my life, that ......"

Lao Dao stretched out his finger and pointed at the black cat in Xia Zhiciao's arms, for fear that she would see it, so he quickly retracted his finger.

Xia Zhician shook his head and smiled, the cuff of his left hand shook, and the black cat obediently returned to the left hand and disappeared.

"Whew—scared the poor to death."

Lao Dao saw that the black cat had disappeared, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Zhician put down a teacup opposite his tea table, then poured a cup of tea and made a gesture to sit down.

Lao Dao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the sleeve robe on his right, and then sat down at the tea table tremblingly.

Boom –

After drinking the tea, Lao Dao made up his mind.

He twisted his beard and said slowly:

"There are thousands of high-rise buildings on the mountain, and the ghosts on the top of the pure yang mountain are sad."

The Spring Festival of the rivers and lakes is the black language on the rivers and lakes.

"Oh, the people of Pure Yang Mountain......"

Nanji nodded.

Although Xia Zhicicada has also walked the rivers and lakes for several years, he will not know the spring festival of the rivers and lakes. It's just that the code words of this spring ceremony are passed on by word of mouth between master and apprentice, and he has never learned them.

On the contrary, Nan Er is very familiar with these code words on the rivers and lakes. He has been martial arts since childhood, and later followed his master to walk the rivers and lakes, and what he saw and heard was much richer than Xia Zhicicada.

He arched his hand and said in a deep voice:

"There are thousands of high-rise buildings on the mountain, and the Kunlun Mountain is the same all over the world."

"Kunlun Mountain...... Casual practice? ”

There are many mountains in the code, but only Kunlun Mountain represents a loose cultivation that has no sect inheritance.

Lao Dao looked at the two people in front of him, and muttered in his heart: One of these two people is immortal and not mortal, and the other is even more mysterious to raise demons in his sleeves.

When did such a powerful character come out of the casual cultivation?

Loose cultivation means that there is no sect and no teacher, and this kind of person can only be the lowest in the rivers and lakes. After all, some of the advanced and top-notch martial arts are controlled by the major Jianghu sects, and they are generally not easily passed on.

"The two of you are also here to catch demons at the Zhao family?"

Lao Dao was unwilling, he was really reluctant to let the Zhao family this piece of fat, but he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't afford to provoke the two in front of him at all.

"yes."

Nanji nodded.

Lao Dao forced a smile, and he arched his hand and said:

"Since the two of you are here, then the poor road will no longer be ugly, and I will leave."

Xia Zhician didn't speak, and Nan Er could only nod in agreement.

If Lao Dao was amnesty, he didn't even have time to take the yellow paper talisman scattered on the ground and the broken peachwood sword, so he turned around and walked away quickly.

Xia Zhician glanced at Nan Er sideways, he didn't know anything about the Spring Festival code just now, but it was not good to ask questions in front of Lao Dao.

Nan Er looked at Xia Zhichan's puzzled eyes, he thought about it for a while and knew what Xia Zhician wanted to know, so he said without waiting for the other party to ask:

"What I just said is a code word on the rivers and lakes, and it is a way for people in the rivers and lakes to identify each other after meeting."

Nan Er dipped his finger in the tea and wrote four words on the table:

"Buddha, Mountain, Stream, Child."

"Generally, people in the rivers and lakes will ask when they meet, 'How many lotus flowers bloom in front of the Buddha, and how many high-rise buildings are on the mountain?' Where does the brook go in front of the door, and where does the shepherd boy go to herd his sheep? ’”

These four sentences represent the four largest forces on the rivers and lakes. They are the Iron Buddha Temple in the four northwestern states, the mountain alliance in the six southeastern states, the Longmen Gang on the waterway and the Muwang Dazhai outside the Guan. ”

"Among them, the mountain alliance is the most loose, it is actually an alliance formed by the cottages and sects of various mountains in the southeast."

"The old Tao said that 'the ghost on the top of Chunyang Mountain is sorrowful', which means that he is a person from Chunyang Mountain......"

Nan Er may be the first time to show his knowledge of the rivers and lakes in front of Xia Zhiciao, and his mouth is a little dry, so he hurriedly poured a cup of tea and took a sip:

"Among the many mountain ranges, only the 'Kunlun Mountain' I am talking about does not represent specific sects and cottages, but only refers to scattered cultivation without sect inheritance."

"Oh."

Xia Zhician nodded.

……

Outside the house, Lao Dao walked out quickly. He saw that the son of the Zhao family and the servants were all looking at him with strange eyes.

He quickly looked up and down.

He is now disheveled, his robe is covered with dust, and he is still a little limp when he is beaten by Nan Er, not to mention his leaky front teeth.

Now it's as embarrassed as you want.

"Dao Ye, you are ......"

It was the first time that Zhao Bin, the son of the Zhao family, had seen such an embarrassed appearance of the old man who had always been like an old fairy in front of him, and he didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

"Alas, don't mention it, this ......"

Lao Dao was embarrassed to say that he was beaten by someone when he rushed in, and the peach wood sword that he had worked so hard to buy at a great price became a cat scratch board for other people's pets.

could only groan slightly, twisting his beard and pretending to be profound:

"Zhao Gongzi, this demon in your family is so powerful that the poor Dao can't even suppress it for a while......"

Zhao Bin chuckled in his heart when he heard this, he went up to help Lao Dao, and said in his mouth:

"Dao Ye, do you have any other way, money is not a problem, as long as you can get rid of the demons and evil ...... at home"

When it comes to money, Lao Dao is a little moved. But when I think about it, the two people in the room really can't be provoked, what can I do?

I was in a hurry, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration.

"Zhao Gongzi, if you can...... Maybe you can give it a try. ”

Lao Dao whispered in Zhao Bin's ear, and the latter hurriedly nodded yes, indicating that there was no problem, and then took the servant to prepare quickly.

"Hahaha......"

Lao Dao went to an idle room, changed out of the dirty Taoist robe on his body, and asked Xiao Daotong to refresh his hair bun and put on a Taoist crown.

Shake the dust in your hand.

"Those two men will die by the sword today."