Not bad?

That's good.

Fang Zhile's face couldn't help but brighten.

Before, he was still worried that as Zhang Sanmad's master and a strong man, he would be arrogant.

But just listening to the few words of the gray-shirted old man just now, Fang Zhile knew in his heart, this is a genius.

Wizards talk and do things, so they are naturally different, so they don't have to worry about angering him.

It's just that listening to what the old man said, it's really a bit ...... Contrary to Fang Zhile's expectations.

He never imagined that the old man in front of him was not only a genius, but even spoke so directly, and actually said that the death of Master Huikong was a good thing? If the immortal Master Huikong was allowed to know the Tao, I am afraid that he would jump out directly from under the loess and come back to life.

And out of respect for his predecessors and the deceased, Fang Zhile smiled faintly and changed the topic, "Senior, it's not appropriate to stand here and talk, why don't you go into the Ning Xin Hall and talk about it?"

"No need. The gray-shirted old man shook his head and said, "Lao Dao came here today, first, to see how the situation in Emei is, and secondly, to trouble the head of Fang. ”

"The seniors have won awards, if there is anything to say, as long as Fang can do it, he will naturally not shirk it. Fang Zhile said sincerely.

The gray-shirted old man nodded, his eyes showed appreciation, and said with a smile, "The little madman often mentions you in Lao Dao's ear, so for Lao Dao, the name of Fang Zhang's family is like thunder. I stopped by today to take a look, and Master Fang did not disappoint Lao Dao. ”

Little madman?

Fang Zhile raised his head and glanced at Zhang Sanmad, who was standing behind the gray-shirted old man with a smile, and immediately understood. The little madman was Zhang Sanmad, and immediately smiled, "If it weren't for your predecessors, how would Fang have been able to get acquainted with the three mad brothers?"

The gray-shirted old man's eyes flashed, looked at Fang Zhile, and laughed.

Fang Zhile also grinned.

The strong deserves to be the strong, and even the words are hidden mysteries, if it weren't for the fact that he has been on the battlefield for a long time and has practiced a three-inch tongue, I am afraid that a few short words when meeting will fall behind.

Seeing Fang Zhile follow him silently. The gray-shirted old man is not foolish. Straight to the point and said, "Master Fang, this time Lao Dao came to trouble you, the first thing." I just want you to accept Zhiruo. ”

Zhiruo?

Zhou Zhiruo?

Fang Zhile was shocked. Immediately remembered that he had come with the old man in gray shirt this time. There is also a woman, if it weren't for the gray-shirted old man mentioning it in time, he would have really ignored her directly.

looked at the person who was standing next to Zhang Sanmad. Slightly hanging her head, a woman in a light blue dress, Fang Zhile's eyes suddenly lit up.

What a delicate woman.

The face is exquisite, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the three thousand green silk hangs down from the waist, which has a unique aura. Especially the fair skin, white and red, makes people feel the urge to kiss hard.

Sensing Fang Zhile's naked* and unscrupulous gaze slipping over him, the woman in the blue dress blushed slightly, and couldn't help lowering her head.

This scene fell into Fang Zhile's eyes, and he saw that he called me pity in his heart.

What's more, if such a woman is not included in her own harem, no, she will belong to her own faction, and she will not even be able to look past God, and she will be thundered by the sky.

So, the head of Fang Da, who was full of righteousness, said with a serious face, "Senior, I don't have any opinion on accepting this female benefactor, but I don't know what she means?"

The gray-shirted old man smiled slightly and said, "Zhiruo, what do you mean?"

Fang Zhile and Zhang Sanmad looked at the woman in the blue dress together.

The woman's face turned red, she lowered her head shyly, and said softly, "The father of the Minnu family is dead, thanks to Wudang, I will go in the future, and let Master Jueyuan be the master." ”

"Since this is the case, Master Fang also agreed, and you will be included in the Emei faction in the future and become a disciple of Emei. The gray-shirted old man immediately said.

Fang Zhile listened a little smacked when he heard it.

Jueyuan?

The gray-shirted old man in front of him turned out to be Jueyuan?!

No way!

Could it really be that Master Jueyuan, who was a little dumbfounded and only knew how to copy scriptures?

Moreover, his previous guess was completely wrong, I thought that Zhang Sanmad's master is now living in Wudang and has never died, so it must not be the Shaolin faction's Jueyuan, where did I think that it was really Jueyuan?

Could it be that this Jueyuan is also the Jueyuan from Shaolin Temple?

Fang Zhile groaned slightly, and asked, "Senior, do you have a relationship with Shaolin Temple?"

As soon as these words came out, except for the woman in the blue dress, the faces of the gray-shirted old man and Zhang Sanmad all changed.

Zhang Sanmad was even more embarrassed by the other party's Zhile, but seeing that Fang Zhile didn't understand, he was anxious, took a step forward, and was about to speak, but was directly stopped by the gray-shirted old man with a hand.

"Dead ghost, you ......" Zhang Sanmad looked at his master and said urgently.

The gray-shirted old man shook his head, looked at Fang Zhile, and said slowly, "Go back." ”

"Master......" Zhang Sanmad's face was straight.

"If you don't go back, don't recognize me as a master. The gray-shirted old man put away his right hand, put it in his sleeve, and said lightly.

Zhang Sanmad's face changed, he gritted his teeth, and groaned for a while, before finally sighing heavily, shaking his head and retreating to the same place.

Fang Zhile frowned.

Could it be that he just asked a question that he shouldn't have asked? Otherwise, why would Zhang San have such a big reaction?

Looking at the gray-shirted old man's demeanor and what he had just said, Fang Zhile woke up suddenly.

Not only is there a problem, but the problem is even bigger!

The gray-shirted old man must have a relationship with the Shaolin faction, but there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who know about the Tao, and it is regarded as a taboo in this life by the gray-shirted old man, and Zhang Sanmad, as a disciple of the old man, naturally knows about the Tao.

But I didn't open which pot to mention, and asked the most unasked question?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhile felt a little guilty and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to confirm the identity of my senior, and I didn't mean to offend." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The gray-shirted old man waved his hand, his smile was a little vicissitudes, and he sighed, "Lao Dao is originally a Shaolin person, and many friends in the rivers and lakes know this point, and there is nothing to hide." As for the reason, it is inconvenient for Lao Dao to say more here, and please forgive me from Master Fang. ”

"Since the predecessors have unspeakable secrets, how can Fang be reluctant. Fang Zhile said with a smile, "It's just that I heard this woman say just now that the senior is Master Jueyuan, and I was touched, and I couldn't help but ask some questions that shouldn't be asked, but I want to ask the seniors for forgiveness." ”

The gray-shirted old man shook his head and said, "The old man has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he hasn't walked around the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and there must be no one in the rivers and lakes who talks about the old way, and the head of Fang is young, but he doesn't know how to know the identity of the old way, and how do you know that the old way is from Shaolin?"

Fang Zhile smiled slightly, "I heard Master Huikong talk about it. ”

"I see. The gray-shirted old man suddenly understood and stopped talking.

Both of them are understanding people, and there is no need to worry too much about this.

Some things really don't have to be taken too seriously, and once you get serious, you lose.

At this time, Xia Yanyu, Su Daiyu and Lin Qiaoyan walked out of the Ning Xin Hall and came to Fang Zhile's side.

"Three crazy brothers. ”

Xia Yanyu saw Zhang Sanmad, nodded, greeted with a smile, and when he saw the gray-shirted old man for a moment, his expression was stunned, and then his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "This senior is ...... Master Jueyuan?"

The gray-shirted old man nodded and smiled, "You girl can still remember the old way, but you have a heart." ”

Xia Yanyu smiled, as bright as a peach blossom, "Master Jueyuan takes good care of this faction, and even takes care of the four sisters of Yanyu in every way, this kindness has always been remembered in my heart, how dare I forget it?

"Lao Dao just stopped by to do some errands, and I don't want to trouble you. The gray-shirted old man said.

"The master has won the award, and he only teaches Yanyu what he can do, and he will definitely help. Xia Yanyu smiled, "I just don't know what the master is going to do?"

Without waiting for the gray-shirted old man to speak, Fang Zhile smiled and said, "This master has already explained what happened to me just now, and I have promised to let this woman enter this sect." ”

"Oh?"

Xia Yanyu looked at Fang Zhile's fingers, and when she saw the woman in the blue dress, everything understood, and she immediately smiled, "This is a trivial matter, why is the master so polite and come in person?"

"Lao Dao came this time, in addition to letting Zhiruo worship Emei, there is another thing, that is, I want to come and see Master Huikong. The gray-shirted old man said, his voice a little low.

"Master?"

Xia Yanyu was stunned, glanced at Fang Zhile, and sighed lightly, "Master has a heart, Xie Lu, thank you for remembering Master." ”

The gray-shirted old man shook his head and smiled, a little self-deprecating, "If you remember, how could you come to see her so late." ”

Seeing that the gray-shirted old man had something on his mind, Xia Yanyu shook his head and said, "Master doesn't have to blame himself, we all understand that you have a hard time, and I believe that Master She also understands your intentions." ”

"Hopefully. The gray-shirted old man said these two words and said no more.

Fang Zhile and Xia Yanyu then fell silent.

After a while, the gray-shirted old man beckoned to the woman in the blue dress, and when the woman stepped forward, Fang said, "Master Fang, I handed her over to you, as for her future, Lao Dao will not force it, I only wish Fang Zhile to keep her safe for the rest of her life." ”

I live in peace......

Naturally, this wish is a bit heavy.

Fang Zhile groaned slightly, nodded and agreed, "Thanks to the seniors, don't worry, one day with me, she will definitely not be harmed." ”

"Ha Luha, there is a square master, this sentence, the old way is relieved. The gray-shirted old man smiled, "If it's not too cumbersome, by the way, let's also teach the bad guy a lesson." ”

As he spoke, he raised the red fire gourd, raised his head and drank a sip of the spirits, and walked away with a big smile, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Leaving only a stunned Zhang Sanmad, looking at the back of the dead ghost master, helpless, gritted his teeth and hated, "This damn dead ghost, when I can beat you, I must teach you a hard lesson, and dare to betray me?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid you'll never have this chance. Xiao Nizi suddenly jumped out and grimaced at Zhang Sanmad.

"You little girl is bullying me too, look at how I teach you!" Zhang San screamed madly, and was about to rush up to teach Xiao Nizi a lesson. (To be continued......)