The carriages in the distance were not ornate, but they looked heavy and sturdy, and there were two carriages, one in front and one behind, each equipped with a groom.

When the carriage approached, the porter hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and an old man with three or five followers got down from the carriage in front, and hurried to the carriage behind, and led the family of three down from the carriage behind.

When I turned around, I saw the young man in black standing at the door.

The porter bowed his head and whispered something in the old butler's ear, and the old butler raised his eyes and walked first towards the young man.

"You can't kill him. A voice came out of vain.

"Shut up. The boy squinted.

The old man with white hair walked in front of him for at least a year, but somehow, he felt more and more familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had met his son, so he had to greet with a smile: "I don't know whose son-in-law, what is the matter with my young lady?"

"I have something to ask. Zhang Tiansheng said.

"What's the matter?" asked the old butler again.

"Something terrible. ”

The old housekeeper straightened up, restrained his smile, and his temperament changed suddenly, his eyes seemed to be filled with electricity, and his voice was like thunder: "Our family's fatal affairs are all looking for me!"

Zhang Tiansheng didn't care much when he saw the other party's cultivation in the Tang Realm, after all, he had seen too many such people, and it was not interesting, so he was still very calm, and said: "In other words, you are the one who kills and is killed?"

The old housekeeper squinted, with murderous intent, and said, "Childe is actually an uninvited guest?"

"I've been killed, so I've come to collect the debt. Zhang Tiansheng's tone was still flat, and he did not retreat because of the killing intent in his vicissitudes of life.

"Debt collection?" the old butler raised his eyebrows, "I really don't remember killing people in the last few decades, I don't know what kind of debt you are collecting?"

In the distance, the little girl of twelve or thirteen looked at the young man who was talking to the old butler in front of the door, and blinked again.

"At the door of Liu Dahu's house, do you remember that beggar?" Zhang Tiansheng's eyes were red, and his whole body trembled, especially the killing intent revealed by the other party made him even more angry!

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, carefully looked at the young man in front of him, the cold light in his eyes surged, he was thinking about something, and said in his mouth: "Hey, it turned out to be you, I haven't seen you for two months, and you have soared?"

"If you don't have a good reason, I'll kill you. Zhang Tiansheng gritted his teeth, he was forbearing!

He knew that he had just met for the first time, and he was definitely not the opponent of this person who had ascended to the realm, if he wanted to kill him, he might be able to try to sacrifice Liyuan, but before leaving, the old man Lin Guangyao had warned him very solemnly that Liyuan must not come out unless he had to.

What to do?

"The reason is very simple, that is, if you are a beggar who has received a favor from my young lady, then there will be many beggars who want this, and then my door will not become a beggar's den?" said the old butler.

Zhang Tiansheng lowered his head, his drooping hair blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression.

The little girl probed her brain, quietly walked behind the old butler, revealed her little head, and immediately showed a bright smile after confirming what she was thinking.

"It's really you!" the little girl was so excited that she almost jumped up.

"Miss, stand back!" the old butler subconsciously blocked the little girl behind him.

Thinking about it, it was the happy and excited little girl, how could she be willing to be blocked from the sight, and poked her head out from the other side, looked at Zhang Tiansheng and said, "Why aren't you a beggar?

Zhang Tiansheng raised his head and looked at the little girl, and the next moment, he shook his head with a wry smile.

With such clean eyes, what are you suspecting?

"Someone else gave it away, is it okay?" he laughed, talking to the little girl.

"It's beautiful!" the little girl nodded in praise, and pushed the old butler who was about to block her behind her again, and said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa housekeeper, don't stand in the way of me talking to my friends!"

"Friend?" the old butler sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said to the little girl, "This friend has something to do with me, Miss, you go home first." Then he said to the old man and the lady who were still standing there behind him: "The old man and the lady please come in too, and I will have a few small chats with this little brother." ”

The old lady did not hesitate, and entered the gate, but the little girl was a little twisted, after all, there were too few friends to come to play with her, so she said, "Why don't you go into the house and say?"

"Miss!" the butler pulled his face.

The little girl reluctantly went into the house.

The old housekeeper looked at Zhang Tiansheng again and said, "Kill me?"

"That's it. Zhang Tiansheng turned around and left, "No matter what, you're going to die." ”

"But I can't tolerate the survival of a person who is a threat to Miss. The old butler said.

Zhang Tiansheng stood still, turned around, under the fiery sunset, he could almost only see the black outline of his body, but he heard the voice coming: "You can try." ”

"Then try it. The old butler seemed to sigh helplessly, and began to walk forward, step by step, his breath rising.

Although it is a hall, it doesn't seem to be so solid, I'm afraid that even Qingya can't beat it, Zhang Tiansheng estimated in his heart.

The old housekeeper's aura climbed to the peak, and he shot directly at Zhang Tiansheng, and at the same time stretched out a hand to make an eagle claw shape, to take Zhang Tiansheng's head!

A sword roar came out of Zhang Tiansheng's hand with a cold light, and the three-foot blue and silver long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed forward, and the young man did not move.

What is this? This is the Spirit Sword!

Rao is old butler, no matter how old and dizzy he is, he should naturally recognize this kind of thing, this is something that every cultivator dreams of!

But this kid is obviously just a beggar, why?

The old butler was both envious and frightened, even if he saw that the other party was only a cultivator who had just learned the realm, but he was holding a spirit sword, who knew what his background was? Thinking like this, the old butler stopped unconsciously.

"Why did you stop?" Zhang Tiansheng didn't move a single step, he didn't even look like he was stabbing his sword for defense, he just held the sword in his backhand, and pointed the tip of the sword in front of him.

The old butler turned around and left, waved his hand and said, "People are old, and they are afraid of death." ”

Somewhere, someone occasionally passed by, and when he saw this scene, he was greatly surprised, and hurried back to the mountain, running to tell each other.

......

It's night.

In front of the house of Liu Dahu on the high wall, there was a steamed bun shop, at night, no one would come to buy steamed buns, it was said that it should have been closed long ago, but helplessly, three guests came in early in the store, I don't know which rich boy brother, with two beautiful women like flowers and jade, delicate and dripping to eat steamed buns?

It's really ingenious.

Besides, these three people have been here for a long time, at least two or three hours, and they only ordered a few buns from the beginning, and they are still there now, and they rarely talk, so they should be waiting for someone?

The time was too late, and the shopkeeper had the urge to pick up people at the thought of getting up early tomorrow morning to stock up, but seeing that these people were dressed extraordinary, for fear of offending some big people, he could only feel uncomfortable.

A man opened the curtain and walked in, and when the shopkeeper raised his eyes, he suddenly remembered who it was.

After all, there are not many people who wear Taoist robes to buy steamed buns, and even fewer buy leek filling......

"Objective, what to eat?" In the spirit of receiving one is also a reception, and receiving two is also a reception, the shopkeeper is also relieved.

"Leek buns!" the young man in the Taoist robe didn't think twice, "Ten!"

After that, the little Taoist priest sat down at a table and shouted to the door: "Baike, what's the matter with you, hurry up!"

Lin Qingjing and the others turned their eyes to look at each other, their eyes solemn.

This little Taoist priest and the sword-crowned young man who opened the curtain at the door were about the same age as them, but they couldn't see through it, and they only felt deep and confused at a glance.

The sword-crowned young man sat opposite the little Taoist priest and said helplessly: "I bothered to bring you here, so you invited me to eat this?"

"Hey, you don't know, this leek bun is delicious!" the little Taoist priest said with a smile on his face.

"I remember you bought seven or eight necklaces, eight or nine pairs of earrings, and a dozen hairpins......" The sword-crowned young man rolled his eyes, as if talking to himself.

The little Taoist priest on the opposite side turned red at an extremely fast speed, and quickly interrupted: "What are you doing with this?"

"I don't think you have enough money with you?" said the sword-crowned boy smiled.

When I said this, it was the shopkeeper who was nervous!

"How can it, enough is enough!" the little Taoist priest waved his hand, signaling his companion not to be nervous.

Someone lifted the curtain and entered, just in time to meet the sword-crowned young man.