Huang Lao Bustard came to provoke that day, but she didn't seem to have any intention of really fighting with Youlan at all, she just deliberately ran to anger Youlan - let you see sister, whether it is appearance or courage, it is not under your little girl, and I will tell you today, in fact, my sister is also good at martial arts. The reason why I didn't hide it in the past was because my sister let you, from now on, you little girl will be honest with me, provoke the old lady, pull your hair and parade the streets, and make you embarrassed all over the city.

But her courage seems to be too great, and now there is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Dragon Gate Inn.

Not to mention the "Heavenly God Five Elements Array" composed of the inn brothers and sisters and the jade bones, that is, the sword immortal Tang Xiaofeng and the six-layer jade bones fought alone, can you Huang Laobuar be an opponent?

Also, don't underestimate the third brother Wu Song at any time, Wu Song belongs to the outliers in the cultivation world. The internal strength is not bad, and the external strength is also rising, the inner three layers and the outer three layers, a natural iron arhat. Coupled with the character of fighting tigers who are not afraid of heaven and earth, the third brother is the trapdoor god of the inn.

"Huang Laobustard, you come out for me!"

Today, Youlan was in a bad mood, with a huge dog, standing at the door of Yihong Courtyard and scolding and noisy.

The dog was simply too big, as big as a tiger, and scared the group of pavilion girls gathered at the door into scaring their mothers and hiding far away.

The little raccoon flower, like its owner, was very mischievous, and when the girls were afraid, it manipulated the tiger bones and ran into the Yihong courtyard, and soon there was a heart-rending scream in the house.

Youlan blinked his eyes, thinking that the little raccoon flower was in trouble, and craned his neck to see that it only pressed down a pavilion girl, and the pavilion girl pulled her neck and shouted, venting the anger in her heart, but she was not injured.

"What about the old bustard?" Youlan walked over and grabbed the "dog" by the neck.

The hall maid struggled to get up and said indignantly: "The old bustard has gone to the grave, what are you looking for her?"

"Didn't she say that she was abducted from her mother's womb? What grave did she go to?" You Lan was stunned: "What, she recognized her ancestors and returned to her ancestors?

"You're half right. The pavilion girl dusted off the dust on her body, glanced at the tiger bones, and had palpitations, "Now the old bustard has changed his name and is called the nine-tailed fox." In the future, it should be called a fox bustard, and nothing else. ”

"She can change whatever she likes, anyway, I'll call her Huang Laobu. Hey, when she comes back, you tell her that I will make an appointment with her tonight, and there will be a duel in Sanlipo in the south of the city, if you don't dare to go, let her drink this girl's footwashing water tomorrow!"

Then Youlan took the silver, carried a small basket, and walked north along Zishi Street, she wanted to buy the best clothes.

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Zishi Street, South Sanhui Lane, there are many shops.

Blacksmith Liu wielded a small hammer, cooperating with his son wielding a sledgehammer, knocking and beating, a crisp sound of striking iron, and Leng Buding felt very rhythmic.

After a pair of heads, the blacksmith sat on the threshold, glanced obliquely at the tailor's house next door, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of contempt.

There is an unwritten rule about the Sanhui Alley in the south of Jiuquan City, a century-old street, a thousand-year-old shop.

For generations, the shops here have never changed their business.

The oldest old man in Jiuquan City has remembered since he was a child that it was a shop for iron.

And the same goes for the tailor shop next door.

"The old immortal poured dirty water at the door again. ”

Blacksmith Liu seems to have a bad relationship with his neighbor Tailor Wang, but he has never heard of any major conflicts between them. It's just that they don't like each other.

Blacksmith Liu usually seems enthusiastic and likes to joke coldly, while Tailor Wang is cold, chicken thief, and stingy.

Over the years, Blacksmith Liu has never found a job for Tailor Wang, and the same is true for Tailor Wang, the villagers in the township, whether the two families are doing happy events or funerals, the movement is very small, except for some close relatives, never walk around with others.

Just now, Blacksmith Liu babbled and scolded, Tailor Wang seemed to hear it, walked to the door, and glanced at the blacksmith, "Don't be sick, now that kid has broken through the boundary and come to Jiuquan, before we find out his true intentions, we'd better not make trouble." ”

The blacksmith smiled bitterly, "I've endured it for hundreds of years, and it's been a few days, but how did your people do it, why did they attack my people?"

"There's some personal vendetta between them. Tailor Wang sat on the wicker chair at the door, his mouth not open at all, and neither of them looked at each other. But the conversation between them was so loud that no one else could hear it.

"How much hatred can be brought to this interface?" the blacksmith frowned, "Besides, my men are severely disfigured. Can't you just let them go? I tell you, if your men do any more mischief, I'm going to teach them a lesson. ”

"A dignified soldier and a martial saint, why should you be angry with a few ants?" Tailor Wang stood up and stretched his waist.

"Ants?" the blacksmith scoffed, "In this interface, they are my good helpers, and you are in a similar situation to me. Don't talk to me in the future, they're all thousand-year-old foxes, what else do you play "Liao Zhai"?"

There is another strange thing about Liu's blacksmith family, every other generation in his family, as long as a grandson is born, the grandfather will die immediately. And the Liu family, who have been striking iron for generations, their family's plaque is old and cracked, the paint surface is bursting, and the words on the plaque seem to be incomplete. But their family just doesn't change the plaque, as if they are superstitious about something.

The tailor's house, on the other hand, would change owners for a while, and each master would be sixteen or seventeen years old when he came here, and when he lived to be fifty or sixty years old, he would close his shop and tell his neighbors that the shop had been sold. Then he left, and soon the young man came here and inherited the shop. There is nothing unreasonable about this, but what makes people feel strange is that every tailor has the surname Wang. It's a bit of a coincidence.

The strange things in Nansanhui Lane are not only Liu and Wang, but also the situation of several families is also very strange.

There were once enthusiastic people who found monks and Taoists to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters for the Liu family, but no matter how famous Taoist monks were invited, they could not change the luck of the Liu family. Sun Shengye kicked his legs, and this situation has been going on for generations.

Not long after, in the south of Jiuquan City, there was a roaring sound, and Blacksmith Liu looked over there and frowned.

"Damn the fox, someone has supported you, and you're going to get into trouble right away. ”

At the door of the Dragon Gate Inn, Huang Lao Bustard was wearing a fiery red shirt with big sleeves fluttering, and he fought with Youlan.

As soon as you make a move, it's all long-range moves.

Huang Laobustard's legs were two zhang long, snow-white, passers-by were stunned, if Li Liang saw it, I don't know how he would feel.

She cured the tiger bone with one kick, and the little raccoon saw that the situation was not good, and ran away, while the tiger bone was pressed to the ground and could not move.

"Hmph, ants!" said Huang Lao Bustard smiled contemptuously.

Youlan suddenly floated into the air, his hands waved "Immovable Ming Wang Seal", his fingers were clasped tightly, his index finger stretched out to connect, and the spell continued, "Om, Su Po, what about Su Po, Huh!"

The jade bone flew up from the backyard, and slapped straight towards the demon fox.