Zhang Daozhen chattered, opening and closing his mouth to seek longevity and learn the immortal law.

Zhong Ming didn't care, the rivers and lakes he liked were horses and knives, beauties as companions, good wine and drink, and when he had nothing to do, he would teach the ruffians and hooligans a lesson, and if he was upset, he would rob the rich and help the poor.

Freedom of enmity and enmity is the rivers and lakes in Zhong Ming's heart, if he is a traveling Taoist like Zhang Daozhen, eating vegetarian food, alchemy and preaching, wouldn't it be a waste of good years, even if he can live a hundred years old?

Obviously, Zhong Ming didn't want to entangle with the old Taoist priest on this issue, so he changed his words and said: "The so-called Linxian Stone, demagoguery, shocking the border pass, is also Bai Yujing's means to show his strength and circle the forces, just like the yellow dog peeing and drawing territory?"

The sentence "yellow dog peeing" made Zhang Daozhen stunned, and Zhang Nianchen behind him was also stunned.

After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Daozhen laughed and said: "Zhong Jushi's analogy is so appropriate, it is extreme, it is extreme, just like the yellow dog peeing, Bai Yujing is just to draw territory." ”

The foil Lao Dao laughed twice, Zhong Ming didn't feel that it was funny, what he said was the truth.

Seeing that Zhang Daozhen intended to play with him, Zhong Ming knew that the old Taoist priest was not clear, so he opened the skylight and said brightly, saying: "Zhang Daozhen came to the mud village to talk with me very happily, and indeed solved many doubts for the kid, but the kid always had a confusion in his heart, and asked the Taoist chief to solve it." ”

Zhang Daozhen's empty eyes looked at Zhong Ming, his face was wrinkled like old bark, he seemed to have expected Zhong Ming's question, and said with a smile: "What's the confusion?"

"Zhang Daochang's life-saving grace in front of the immortal stone, how should the boy repay it?"

Zhong Ming smiled and pretended to pick up the teacup to drink tea, but his eyes never left the master and apprentice opposite.

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zhang Daozhen's face was still the same, but it seemed a little fake in Zhong Ming's eyes, the little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen seemed to be very nervous, and he was still smiling because of the yellow dog peeing just now, but at this time, his face was pale, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhong Ming.

There has never been a pie from the sky in the world, since Zhang Daozhen is willing to go to great lengths to rescue Zhong Ming in front of the immortal stone, there must be something to ask for.

The more cordial Zhang Daozhen is to Zhong Ming, the more difficult it is to do what he wants.

"Zhong Jushi is really smart, and he understands people, so the old way doesn't go around in circles with Zhong Jushi......"

Zhang Daozhen laughed again, but this laughter sounded a little harsh to Zhong Ming, the old Taoist priest took a sip of tea, and then pulled the cuffs of the other hand with one hand, and the hand reached out to Zhong Ming, spread it out in front of Zhong Ming, and said in a deep voice: "Old Dao borrowed something from Zhong Jushi." ”

Zhong Ming frowned slightly, looked down at Lao Dao's dirty palms, and asked, "What is it?"

"Your life!"

As soon as Zhang Daozhen's words fell, Zhong Ming slapped the table and got up, kicked at the table, and retreated with both feet, the true qi in his body agitated, and the hair on his forehead was blown up instantly.

Although there is no Yama knife in his hand, Zhong Ming still has a mahogany folding knife, and the mahogany folding knife is drawn out at his cuffs, and he pulls it out with a bang, and stands with a horizontal knife, Zhong Ming cautiously faced the master and apprentice, and sneered: "Borrow your life?

Zhong Ming was engrossed in guarding against the old Taoist master and apprentice, but he didn't notice that when his true qi flowed into the mahogany folding knife, the hollow font on the blade flashed a touch of red.

The red light flickered very quickly, and it was fleeting, and only Zhang Daozhen noticed the three people in the room, and his empty eyes suddenly turned to the dagger in Zhong Ming's hand, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking.

Fang Cai Zhong Ming's kick on the table was extremely powerful, but Zhang Daozhen held down the table with a finger, and the table did not move at all, which was enough to see that Lao Dao was a master in martial arts.

The three of them confronted each other in the room, and the little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen seemed a little at a loss, he saw that Zhong Ming was angry, and hurriedly pulled the master's sleeve, and whispered to dissuade him: "Master, I won't borrow this life, I think it's good for me to live like this." ”

Zhang Daozhen's fingers that had been tightly pressed on the table eased, his hands were withdrawn into his arms, and Lao Dao sat with his sleeves folded, sighing faintly.

At this time, Zhong Ming was holding a mahogany folding knife, and the two true qi in his body were encouraged by him to run wild in the dantian, circling around the wood spiritual qi wildly, if anyone could see it, he would be amazed, this kind of speed of agitating true qi was more than ten times that of ordinary people, which was breathtaking.

He didn't know what Zhang Daozhen meant, but the sentence "borrowing life" had silenced Zhong Ming.

There is only one human life, if Zhong Ming lends him Zhang Daozhen, he will not be done with the game, and the fool will lend it to him!

I'm afraid that this old Taoist priest who has lived for more than 100 years is ruthless and wants to come hard.

After half a confrontation, Zhang Daozhen said: "Zhong Jushi doesn't have to be so nervous, the so-called borrowing of life is just borrowing your life to count it, not taking your life." ”

The old Taoist priest said this against his will, and the little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen lowered his head and pulled the master's sleeve, signaling him not to say any more.

Master had said to Zhang Nianchen before that if he wants to live past the age of eighteen, someone must fight for him, and he must do it without leaving a trace, so that he can hide from the world and cross the sea, and he will have no worries in the future.

Resisting one's life means killing people, and what the master said to Zhong Jushi is not to hurt his life, is that not a means of coaxing people?

Zhong Ming still stood still, sneered, and looked at the master and apprentice with a very vigilant look in his eyes.

Zhang Daozhen seemed to have no killing intent for Zhong Ming, he sighed again, and he didn't see any movement, the jade gourd accessories hanging on his waist lit up, Zhang Daozhen slowly unplugged the plug at the mouth of the gourd, and two flashes of light flew out of the gourd, fleeting.

Zhong Ming was greatly surprised, he only felt that there was wind blowing in front of him.

When he reflected, Zhang Daozhen put a strand of hair on the table and said, "Zhong Jushi, if Poor Dao wants to kill you or stop you, it only takes a moment, you can rest assured, I have no intention of hurting you, can I sit down and talk." ”

When Zhong Ming saw the hair on the table, the green tendons of his hand holding the knife burst out, it was his hair, and his forehead was cold, and it was the strange technique of the old Taoist priest who had removed a trace of hair.

I don't know why, Zhang Daozhen really has no intention of killing Zhong Ming, he didn't mean to do so.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Zhong Ming also knew that Zhang Daozhen's strength was far from being his enemy.

If he encounters an ordinary master of the rivers and lakes, whether he is making a sword or a Qimen weapon, Zhong Ming has the confidence to entangle with him, but the things used by the old Taoist priest in front of him are very strange.

As soon as the gourd opened, the light flashed, the hair was gone, he wanted to kill, Zhong Ming couldn't even feel it, and his head would be taken off.

This old Taoist priest used immortal spells, which was somewhat similar to Tian Xingjian's senior brother Li Que, and Zhong Ming thought that he was no enemy.

He could only hold the folding knife unwillingly, buckle the scabbard, grit his teeth, and sit back at the table again.

When he sat opposite Zhang Daozhen, Zhong Ming's big teeth were about to be crushed by him.

At this moment, Zhong Ming felt powerless again, and this feeling was even more uncomfortable than being caught by the cannibal refugees when he first came.

Murder and heartbreaking!

His hands and feet are also under control, but life and death are in the hands of the old Taoist priest who is sitting with his sleeves folded, and this life seems to be given to him by others.

For the first time, Zhong Ming had a strong desire in his heart, he wanted to become stronger, he wanted to practice the chaotic water and moon, and he wanted to split the mountains and open the rocks with a knife, not for anything else, just for himself to survive in the hands of a character like Lao Dao next time, and to be able to stand and talk to this kind of person.

Seeing Zhong Ming sit down, Zhang Daozhen also breathed a sigh of relief, he turned his head to Zhang Nianchen and said, "Apprentice, the tea is cold, change the pot of tea for Zhong Jushi." ”

Zhang Nianchen also breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the master didn't have to kill for himself and smiled, and hurriedly said, "Yes, I'll go and make tea for you and Zhong Jushi." ”

The little Taoist priest was busy and began to make tea again, Zhong Ming lowered his head and his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and then saw that the old Taoist priest Zhang Daozhen turned his head to look aside, and said with a faint thought in his mouth: "Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't speak incivility, don't move incivility, poor Taoist heart is here, and the layman can rest assured." ”

This sentence is very strange, and it doesn't seem to be said to Zhong Ming.

At the same time, at the house of Carpenter Li next door to the Sun family.

The lady of the Li family held the infant child in the inner room, the second son Li Wangye also followed his mother to coax his younger brother, and the eldest son Li Guangling sat at the table, holding the poem, but did not recite it as usual, but stared nervously at the two people at the table.

Carpenter Li in front of the table leaned back on the table, sat on the bench and lowered his head to carve the wooden block in his hand.

The two people in front and behind are dressed as Taoist priests, although they have not carved their cheeks, they can also be seen that they should be the two masters and apprentices of Zhang Daozhen.

Carpenter Li stood in front of Hu Su Orion, today he has an extra longbow in his hand, the bow body is so big, it is more than half a person tall Hu Su, much larger than the ordinary long bow, the long bow is wrapped in gray linen, you can't see the appearance of the bow body, you can only see the bow at the corner of the bowstring is black.

The bowstring is made of unknown thick tendons, and it looks very tough, and it is difficult to pull this bow if it is not a strange person with the strength of a thousand catties.

Although there is no bow and arrow on the bow, there is a black cyclone, rotating from the bowstring to the bow body, back and forth, the speed is extremely fast, and from a distance, it looks like a short arrow.

The cyclone on the bow was aimed at the wall, and Hu Su's eyes were sharp, like a hunting eagle.

It seems that the hurricane bow and arrow of Hu Su is aimed at the wall, but in fact, according to the path of the bow and arrow, after piercing the wall, it is the head of the old Taoist priest Zhang Daozhen.

This arrow was pointed directly at the temple of the old Taoist, and Hu Su was confident that such a close distance was enough to kill with one arrow, and it could be seven points faster than the jade gourd Xuanqi that the old Taoist had just used.

When Zhang Daozhen turned his head and looked at Hu Su through the wall with his empty eyes, Hu Su almost thought that the old Taoist priest was pretending to be blind.

Zhang Daozhen's strange words were just said to Hu Su, and he found that Hu Su was spying on him.

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, Hu Su suddenly put down his longbow, turned his head and said: "Lord, that Taoist found me, and also reminded us not to eavesdrop, it seems that his murderous intention has gone, and he has no idea of hurting Mr. Zhong." ”

Carpenter Li's hand carving wood suddenly stopped, and he blew the sawdust on the wood carving, but he had not yet carved his face.

"It's so good that it doesn't bother us. ”

Carpenter Li smiled happily, his brow furrowed, he looked at the pile of leftovers piled up in the corner of the room, and casually threw the wood carving in his hand.

The next moment, Carpenter Li shouted: "Hu Su, you take the chessboard, you and I haven't talked for a long time, I miss it a little." ”

"Yes!"

Hu Su put the longbow aside and turned to get the chessboard.

When Li Guangling saw his father laughing, he also smiled, turned his face to look at his poems, shook his head and began to recite them.

In the thatched hut, the sound of books is loud, a carpenter, a hunter, and they talk happily.

......

Old man Sun's house.

Zhang Nianchen re-brewed the tea and replaced the old Taoist priest and Zhong Ming with steaming new tea.

Zhang Daozhen also turned his head and no longer looked at Carpenter Li's house, he picked up the teacup and said softly: "Zhong Jushi, let's talk about borrowing your life, I will protect your life without worry, and help you solve the current catastrophe." ”

Zhong Ming on the opposite side was unmoved, pursed his lips tightly, clenched his teeth tightly, and his gums were bloodied from excessive exertion.

With a sigh, Zhang Daozhen said again: "The current calamity Zhong Jushi may not know yet, Poor Dao might as well inform the layman that this calamity is tonight, if I sit idly by, more than half of your hundred and ten lives in the mud village will be killed or injured." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Ming raised his head suddenly, his eyes were about to split, and he said angrily: "What calamity?"