When Fan Jiuxian was pulling his neck on the fourth floor and asking others to roll up, Xu Changan decided one thing: he must wait for this woman to calm down before going up.

After all, Xiao Tong quietly told him that there was a cat between Mr. Xiao and Shopkeeper Fan. The word cat greasy was said very well, and Xu Changan pondered it for a long time.

When the little boy licking the rock sugar gourd looked at the familiar person in front of him with wide eyes, his first reaction was to go back to the fourth floor to report to his sister Fan, and when Xu Changan saw his intentions, his eyes were quick and he carried him into the room on the second floor.

The speed alarmed the girl and the bustard in the house, and they were all startled by the guest.

When they saw the contents of the guest's arms clearly, they were even more surprised, the old bustard had been following the Fan Jiu Immortal for a long time, and she recognized the little boy at a glance, screamed, and rushed out of the door.

"If you don't let go of me and compensate me for the rock sugar gourd, I guess you will be beaten by Sister Fan later. ”

Xu Changan was noncommittal, and drove the girl out of the house with a wave of his hand.

"How is Chai Xintong?"

He ignored the boy's threat, and came in all the way, but he heard that the little master in the wind of the jade tree was ragged and covered in blood and walked step by step to Dechun Tower.

Xiao Tong's shoulder hurt a little, and the rock sugar gourd in his hand fell to the ground as soon as he put it down.

Xu Changan let the child go with some apologies.

Xiao Tong glanced at the rock sugar gourd on the ground, and said with a resentful face: "Mr. Xiao is fine, Sister Fan has invited a very powerful doctor." ”

Xu Changan immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if something happened to Chai Xintong because of him, then he would really have a bad conscience.

"Also, the four fools you want to save, Sister Fan asked them to go back to Jing'an Mansion, but the big monk refused to live or die, saying that he wanted to stay here and wait for a person named Xu Changan, so Sister Fan asked him to go out and find it by himself. ”

The boy spoke, his big eyes flickering.

There was a sound of close footsteps in the corridor, Xu Changan understood Xiao Tong's hint, and immediately jumped out from under the window.

The boy drooped his head and was carried up to the fourth floor by a group of handymen.

Opening the door, Fan Jiuxian looked angry, his face was full of helplessness, and the new uncle also had a wry smile on his face.

"You can, who are you going out to meet?" asked the Nine Immortals.

Xiao Tong thought about it, lying was not his strong point, but he still said stubbornly: "A friend of Mr. Xiao sent Mr. Xiao a lot of silver taels to inquire about Mr. Xiao's situation, and when he heard that Mr. Xiao was fine, he was so frightened that he jumped out of the window and ran away. ”

Fan Busu tried hard to hold back a smile, while Zhao Qingzhi looked at a child in surprise, only Fan Jiuxian, with an angry face on his face.

The child couldn't understand the expressions of the three people, and he couldn't guess the hearts of the three people.

"Mr. Xiao is really, too righteous, and makes some fox friends and dog friends. ”

Fan Jiuxian couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped the little boy on the head.

"Your little gentleman's fox friend is Xu Changan, right? ”

The boy pursed his mouth aggrievedly.

Fan Jiuxian was defeated by these three men, one did not pay back, one could only lie, and the other did not dare to meet.

"Uncle Zhao, look ......"

Before Fan Jiuxian's words were finished, Zhao Qingzhi waved his hand and smiled: "It's okay, it's better for him to be cautious now." As he spoke, he walked to the window and looked into the distance.

......

Weicheng.

This small town is calm and natural.

As usual, in the evening, the whole town was filled with the shouts of the women, who tried to call back the men and souls of their own men at the Storyteller's or the Willow Lane girls in high decibels.

If they couldn't come back, they picked up a rattan on the side of the road, and the men saw their women coming through the window, and they all honestly pinched their ears and walked out.

The woman made a fuss, scolded a few times, and kicked a few feet when she was really unhappy, and the man didn't dare to fight back, and the next day the rain passed and the sky was clear. In short, life still has to be lived together.

However, this rhythm of life only belongs to couples living in this small city, not to men who live alone.

After the man had taught each day, he would return to his room, take out an unknown scroll and study it slowly, and if the time was too hard, he would look towards the empty room.

"I don't know what happened to that stinky boy?"

With his hands behind his back, he walked out of the room and looked up at the sky.

Even if the weather is bad, he can clearly perceive the movement of the stars, although his ability in this area is not as good as that of those old perverts in Tianji Pavilion, but there are few people in the world who are more proficient in this way than him.

Everything was going in the direction he had hoped, but there were some things he felt he needed to warn about.

"It seems that there is an old immortal who has a personal favor for me. "He's always like this, and when he needs to use others, he can always remember how they sent him.

He thought about it, walked back to the house, wrote a note, and walked to the bamboo forest where he usually taught, found the stone, and pressed the note underneath.

Naturally, someone will prepare for the next thing.

He walked leisurely, and along the way he met many men who were being pulled by women's ears.

When a man sees him, he will open the woman's hand, and the woman will immediately become a lady when she sees him, and the husband and wife bow to him: "Mr. Shi, come out for a walk again?"

......

The opening of the mound did not have any effect on the Demon Path.

It seems that they have not yet come out of the grief of the Holy Lord being captured, although there are many small forces that are ready to move, trying to take advantage of the Holy Lord's absence, but the usual result is that they are ruthlessly suppressed by the people of the two lakes and three holes.

Moreover, because of Hongyuan's performance in Shushan, in the absence of the Holy Lord, his right to speak was even heavier.

Even several elders of the Holy Mountain had to seriously discuss his opinions.

Although he often disagreed, he still tried to respect the holy mountain as much as possible.

Only this time, the old guy who was about to go into the ground gave him a death order.

"The people above the Huixi Realm are not allowed to mix with the matter of the mound. ”

He wasn't completely sure about this, but the old man had instructions, and he could only do his best.

What he didn't expect was that when the Supreme Elder of the Holy Mountain heard his proposal, he actually agreed with it incomparably, this was the first time since the Holy Lord was arrested, Tianyuan Lake and the Holy Mountain had reached a consensus so happily.

However, the most uncomfortable person who heard this news was Qing Jiu.

As the Holy Son of the Holy Mountain and the owner of the holy relics, he should have taken a few Demon Dao elders to take the opportunity with a swagger, but he didn't expect that with an order, he could only take a few small people forward.

But he had no choice but to glance at Shui Yusheng beside him with a pleading gaze.

Water haters are naturally the powerhouses of the Huixi Realm, and even the existence of the best in the Huixi Realm.

......

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the cold is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems that the weather in Tongzhou has only realized that it has reached winter during this time.

Xu Changan carried a long sword on his back and Xiaobai in his arms and walked into the restaurant.

The sound of raindrops hitting the eaves is quite regular, which makes people feel very dull.

Probably all the sword immortals don't like to go to the Qinglou when they talk about important things, and they prefer the restaurant. Xu Changan also likes this rule, otherwise he will probably be dismantled and skinned by the shopkeeper.

On the table by the window sat a man in white, who looked young. But Xu Changan knew that this person was an old monster.

"Coming?" Qing Jiu said lightly, as if greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Xu Changan nodded, took off the dripping robe, put the hat aside, and sat down.

It's like two old friends.

Qing Jiu took a sip of tea slowly, and there was a mist on the wall of the cup, so he lowered his head and stared at the teacup without looking up.

"I heard that you are a genius, but unfortunately, you were driven out by Shushan. You know, once you get old, you only have two states of mind. ”

Xu Changan looked at the teacup in his hand and didn't say anything.

"Either you can see through everything, or you will become obsessed with it. Often the former has become a respected old-timer, but the latter is often said to be a thief when he is old and does not die. ”

Qing Jiu shook the teacup, and the mist dispersed.

"But what we didn't chase when we were young, what's wrong with chasing when we're old? Shouldn't we be encouraged to pursue what we didn't get?"

Qing Jiu raised his eyes, stared at Xu Changan, and said word by word: "For example, your blood!"

"Haven't you drunk it?" Xu Changan asked rhetorically.

Qing Jiu's face became a little ugly, he still remembered that he drank Xu Changan's blood that day, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiled.

"The strong can always suppress the weak, but the weak cannot be weak all their lives. ”

Qing Jiu turned his head and glanced at the table behind him.

Xu Changan followed his gaze, and a young man dressed in black with a delicate face was drinking tea.

Xu Changan has seen this person twice.

He knew that this person's identity and status were the same as those of the night thousand trees in Shushan.

His palms were slightly sweaty, he was calculating whether he could escape to Dechun Building, and he knew that the shopkeeper was not simple.

Qing Jiu smiled proudly, but the smile instantly froze.

A person stood behind Xu Chang'an, and Xu Chang'an's heart relaxed.

"Elder Taishang asked me to tell you, prepare more good wine, I heard that the wine in the Northern Barbarians is very strong. Ye Qianshu said lightly.

Xu Changan suddenly remembered the lame man who only knew how to drink that day, and his voice became a little choked. Although he was driven out of Shushan, when he encountered danger, Shushan would always stand behind him.

"Good. ”

After hearing Xu Changan's answer, Ye Qianshu also found a table alone and sat down.

Xu Changan smiled lightly: "I'm afraid I still won't be able to drink it today." ”

Qing Jiu glanced at the night thousand trees fiercely.

"Why don't you make a bet?" a voice came from behind Qing Jiu.

Ye Qianshu glanced at Shui Hasheng in surprise.

"They fought two times and didn't help each other. ”

Yachiki smiled and asked, "What about the bets?"

"He wins, you help him when he goes in, he loses, I'll help that kid." ”

Qing Jiu turned around abruptly and looked at Shui Hasheng.

Shui Hasheng didn't look at Qing Jiu, and said lightly: "You can't be invincible in the connected realm, what qualifications do you want me to help you?"

When Qing Jiu heard this, he came back to his senses: "It's also very interesting to want the senior brother who came to Shushan to help me with a Demon Dao Holy Son!"

Xu Changan was nervous, he was really not sure, the battles he had experienced were either helped by Xiaobai, or his body was used by others, but his real combat experience was very little.

"Well, seven days later, outside the city. His heart skipped a beat, and he heard the last thing he wanted to hear.

......

In the past few days, there have been many more people in Ling'an Mansion.

Disciples from the Convergence of Good and Evil Realms and below almost all poured in.

The bet was also rumored.

Where there is a gambling contract, there must be a periphery.

Those disciples had more or less heard of the new Holy Son of the Holy Mountain, the new Holy Son who was almost invincible in the Tongqi Realm, and the owner of the Demon Dao Holy Relic.

As for Xu Changan, he doesn't seem to know him.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Xu Chang'an's Humiliation