Old man Feng put away the truncated ruler in his hand and squinted at the tanuki, "For the sake of Brother Wei and Brother Wei, the old man doesn't care about you, otherwise I won't be able to stop this move, and I'm afraid that Brother Wei and Brother Wei won't be able to stop me." ”

"Humph!"

The tanuki turned its head and slowly jumped back to Wei Chi's shoulder with a cat's step.

Wei Chi held the sword in his arms and said with a smile: "Don't, Old Man Feng, you hurry up, so that I can open my eyes, what kind of magic power can make me and Lao Wei unable to stop." ”

Old man Feng waved his hand, pretending to be unfathomable, twisting his beard and smiling: "I can't help it, even the Taoist Ancestor, the Buddha Patriarch and the Holy Ancestor have never seen the old man's magical power, and the old man's magical power can not be easily exposed. ”

"Whew!" The tanuki's face was full of disdain, "It's clear that he is pretending to be a ghost, and it also attracts the resonance of heaven and earth, can he really be compared to the patriarch of the three sects?" ”

The tanuki is not wrong in what he said, since ancient times, the monks who have cast spells to attract the resonance of heaven and earth, except for the sages and gods in ancient times, now only the ancestors of the three sects can cast spells that can affect the resonance of the heavenly dao, and the old man Feng is boasting at this moment that his magic spells can cause the resonance of heaven and earth, and it naturally does not believe it.

Old man Feng looked at the tanuki with a smile.

The tanuki was stared at by Old Man Feng uncomfortably, and suddenly, with the tanuki as the center, a small heaven and earth cage instantly trapped it in it, and then bursts of majestic coercion poured out of the cage to trap the tanuki in it.

The tanuki screamed, and its hair stood upside down, instantly supporting a barrier, and it was crushed as soon as it came into contact with the majestic coercion.

Just as he was about to touch the tanuki, Yu Chi flicked his fingers and let out a soft light, and the oppression around the tanuki immediately dissipated.

Wei Chi said helplessly: "I said Lao Feng, you are also an old-timer who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, what kind of strength do you have to compete with a junior every day, no matter what people say, it is also in your vein, you look at what it is like to bully others?" ”

Old man Feng corrected: "It's a demon." ”

Wei Chi continued: "Besides, people are now regarded as incense gods with half of the priesthood, so they have to save some face for others. ”

Old man Feng sat down and snorted: "Since Brother Wei has spoken, for your sake, I will spare his dog's life, no, it's a cat's life, but it's only three, if you can't control your cheap mouth next time, then don't blame the old man for not being emotional." ”

Wei Chi nodded again and again in agreement, "Yes, yes, you don't remember villains, the prime minister can support the boat in his belly, and the general can run a horse on his forehead......"

At this moment, Old Man Feng can be described as high-spirited, he waved his hand, "What, Xiao Wei, you go and make a pot of tea for the old man, remember that the tea added is the thousand-year-old silver grass that grows on Yunjin Mountain." ”

"Order!"

Wei Chi turned around, but quickly reacted.

Old man Feng waited for a long time and saw no trace of the teapot, slapped the table, and said angrily: "It's okay to move a little numb!" The old man is still waiting for tea. ”

Wei Chi leaned against the door with his hands on his chest, "Old man Feng, your skin has been itchy lately." ”

Old man Feng hurriedly came back to his senses, immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands and flattered: "What, what does Brother Wei want to drink, brother, I'll help you get it." ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt on the side looked at these two living treasures who had lived for an unknown number of years, and was speechless, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't make trouble." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Old Man Feng and asked, "Say, what is it, whether to do it or not is up to me." ”

Old Man Feng stood up and said, "When necessary, I hope you can make a move." ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, you know the rules of the Confucian Temple, and you can't make a move easily." ”

"Rules and regulations!" Old man Feng's face turned ugly after hearing this, and he pointed at the middle-aged man and scolded, "Damn, are you stupid to read?" Every day, benevolence, righteousness, morality, rules and etiquette are on the lips, and at this time, you can't be accommodating? Do you have to wait until the time comes? "Great virtue is not more than leisure, and small virtue can also be in and out" This ideal must be better understood by you who are scholars than me, right? ”

It was the first time for Wei Chi to see Old Man Feng lose such a big temper, in his impression, Old Man Feng had always been a little old man with a smiling appearance, and it was rare to see him show an angry expression at this moment.

Old man Feng suddenly wiped his face, sat down dejectedly, and said sadly: "That's it, forget it if you don't want to make a move, I'm not an unreasonable person, I know that you can't make a move for various reasons, a scholar." ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt was silent for a long time, grabbed the void, took out a "mountain and river card", and threw it to Old Man Feng.

This sign is a kind of customs clearance document issued by the Temple of Literature, which is specially used for monks from other continents to visit Middle-earth Divine Continent across continents, and they are not allowed to set foot in Middle-earth Divine Continent without holding the order.

Old man Feng hurriedly lost his sleeves, slapped his beard and said: "It is worthy of being a scholar with university questions, bold!" It's so bold! Hahaha! ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt stretched out a finger, "In one day, I can help you buy you a day at most over there in the Temple of Literature." ”

Old Man Feng nodded vigorously and said, "I know, I don't want you to make it difficult for Brother Wei, this time it will be me Old Man Feng who owes you a favor." ”

Don't look at Old Man Feng's giggling and not being serious all day long, but the things he promised will definitely be taken seriously.

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

Old Man Feng stomped his feet, and his figure flashed away in an instant.

Wei Chi stepped forward and came to the middle-aged side of the Confucian shirt, and said, "Are you really not afraid that the Temple of Literature will blame him for letting him out?" ”

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, "How can I do it?" You don't bother him, I hate him. ”

Wei Chi said a little anxiously: "Then you can't hand over the "Shanhe Brand", you don't know how bad Old Man Feng's reputation was in the rivers and lakes before, otherwise you wouldn't have imprisoned him, let you and I stay here, why are you such a smart person confused now." ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand and said with a smile: "And the Temple of Literature has actually anticipated his purpose, so that brand should have been given to him." ”

Wei Chi suddenly realized, "I see, that is to say, I deliberately staged such a play just now, so that Old Man Feng thought that he owed you a favor?" ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt nodded with a smile, "That's right, after all, Old Demon Feng's favor is not so easy to get." ”

After finishing speaking, he raised his arm, and the luck of the mountains and rivers above the temple that had been disturbed by the aftermath began to recover in an orderly manner.