An old man led a yellow-haired girl, led a donkey that had lost her hair, and slowly walked on the official road, looking at the green seedlings, and the little girl chattered happily.

"Grandpa, grandpa, how long will it take for us to see my brother?" Murong Heye asked with a smile as he looked at the old man.

"Don't brother, my brother's name is my brother, but you are the husband who is married. You can't wait to be a bride, it's really a white-eyed wolf that you can't raise. The old man quipped.

Lotus Ye was made a big face by what the old man said, "Hmph, old man, ignore you" Murong Lotus Ye turned his head.

The old man is from Longhu Mountain, and he is the last celestial master among the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, his name is Zhao Deshun, and people affectionately call him Little Zhao Tianshi. This Zhao Deshun is dressed differently from the rest of the heavenly masters, he likes this unrestrained lifestyle, and his dress is not at all like the dress of a world-famous Taoist priest, but more like an old farmer who farms.

The yellow-haired girl next to her, Murong Heye, is the only disciple of the old man, the second-generation disciple of the authentic Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

"I'm going to cross the old Longling in front, grandpa and the old miscellaneous hair on Maoshan Road have some beams, be careful. The old Taoist priest Zhao Deshun raised his eyebrows lightly and looked into the distance.

"Grandpa, are you afraid of them? If you are afraid, you hide behind me, and I will protect you. Murong Lotus smiled and joked with Zhao Deshun.

"We Longhushan and Maoshan are out of the same house, back then, I and Maoshan wore a pair of pants. ”

"Then why did you get stiff later?" Murong Heye looked at Zhao Deshun curiously

Zhao Deshun blushed and said,

"That night, I drank a little wine, went out to urinate, and happened to see his little sister bathing in the river, the key is that at night, I didn't see anything, but Maoshan said that I bullied his little sister. The little junior sister is the meat of his heart, that's okay, his eyes were red at that time, and he had to play with me. At that time, I was young, and my kung fu was not high, and I couldn't beat him. In the end, I had no tricks, so I had to use thousands of miles of water to escape and run along the river. At that time, the miscellaneous hair let go, and when he saw me in the future, he beat me once. ”

"You must have seen something at the time, not to mention you didn't see anything. Hmph, otherwise people wouldn't be so angry, right?" Murong Lotus Ye teased with a grin

"Don't be so big and small, just play. Xiao Zhao Tiansheng was angry.

There is a family on Laolongling, this family opened a small inn, called Fulai Inn, the owner of the inn is called Zhao Fulai, Zhao Fulai is a fat and kind old man, it is his son Zhao Dazhuang who runs the hall, and it is his daughter Zhao Ruyi who cooks. This Zhao Fulai is the old miscellaneous hair in the mouth of Xiao Zhao Tianshi.

Laolongling is not an important official road, and there are not many people who usually eat, so he is busy stealing time, and Zhao Fulai will also close his doors and let the children go to Shangcheng Longcheng to play.

On this day, a donkey, an old man and a young man, walked into the courtyard of the Fulai Inn.