Mao Zhenhuang felt regretful as soon as he finished shouting to Dao Sheng, since Dao Sheng could say the mountain gate number of Shao Tiansi, where did he not know what sect this was, and he also asked the old man to go to the kiln together.

If it is just to say it to the old bald head, it will be forgotten, but Dao Sheng still has a disciple Sun Xuanxian beside him at this time!

If his old bald head is not serious in his bones, he must pretend to be the most serious person in the world at this time, and he will be a ghost if he can promise him.

Belch!

In fact, Mao Zhenhuang's original intention was good, and he didn't have any other intentions.

Dao Sheng stopped, turned his head and glanced at Mao Zhenhuang and said: "Those who enter my Ah are pure and unclean, free of impurities and imperfections, greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, and the seven dull envoys have all been abstained."

Thank you Wang Xiaodaoyou for reminding me, but the person I am looking for will definitely not be here. ”

Good reason.

Decency!

Mao Zhenhuang, who listened to this, was stunned in place for a long time and didn't react, until the figure of the old bald head of Dao Sheng was about to disappear into the heavy fog, and the fat man said to his back with a click: "Master, what is the name of the person you are looking for? If I meet the junior, I will definitely help you tell you, which can be regarded as a thank you for meeting this way." ”

"Hui'an, that 'ball', this person is my master. ”

It was not Dao Sheng who replied, but Xuan Xian's little bald head.

Listening to the tone of his words, the other party didn't seem to reject him so much.

"If we meet, we will let you know. ”

Looking at the figure that had completely disappeared, Mao Zhenhuang arched his hand in the direction of the distance.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains, it can be seen that this is definitely a pair of respectable people.

And the other party's purpose is just to find someone.

"The old bald character is really good, but he looks like a dog, but he knows Shao Tiansi better than anyone else.

There are no good things for a bald man these days, and he looks like a bear with the sanctimonious Zhai Lao Liu. ”

Respect is respect, but he should still be scolded, who made Mao Zhenhuang see more of this kind of person in his life.

"Zhai Lao Liu, into your mother's baldness, you won't be chic in it, right?"

It's okay not to mention this person, but when I mention this person, Mao Zhenhuang is looking at the heavy building behind him, and his eyes are a little angry.

The standard here is much higher than that of Dunyang City!

Mao Zhenhuang flipped through his pocket and grabbed a handful of silver Xuanjing, about twenty-four or five, stomped over the broken bridge, and stepped towards the phantom of the heavy building.

"Don't let me find you old bald man here!"

He muttered as he walked.

I really don't know if he wants to go or if he wants to find someone.

There's a reason why it's not.

Not far away, walking a hundred and twenty steps across the broken bridge, the heavy building that seemed to be real and illusory appeared in those squinting eyes.

There are two words in the eye - exquisite!

Chongge is scattered, the floor is five jumps, the rose is whisked on the eaves, like the red fence around the building, the red candle is accompanied by the red curtain, the figure is more than enough to dance before the stacked flowers, and the piano caresses the beautiful and curling to play the Xuanyin.

Not only is it exquisite, but it is also delicate that the bamboo strings are in the ear.

There is no one at the door!

The open door, the probe peeps lightly, a stone entrance, inlaid with exquisite and transparent Xuanyang crystal peonies, between the flowers, seems to cover the good spring inside.

Shaotenji!

Mao Zhenhuang raised his eyes and glanced at the plaque on his head, and stepped in.

Bypass the entrance, there is indeed a world inside.

The main hanging flower courtyard, the verandah on all sides, the horns and roads are connected, the middle mountain stone is embellished, and the plaque on the five high-rise buildings is "Yi red and fast green".

Just glanced at the world in the middle of the abdomen, Mao Zhenhuang was attracted by the "liveliness" in the middle of the courtyard.

It's not half off from the desertion he expected, on the contrary, there are really a lot of people here.

Looking at it, there are not a few people wearing the uniforms of the five sects, and most of them can even call out their names, not only that, but there are also many monks in the white shirts of the Ming Zhaozong, and there are even some soldiers from the Liang State and the Zhao State who are happy here.

Seeing that there was no one to entertain, the fat man tightened his mind and sat down at the nearest red octagonal table.

There's a man at this table.

The woman who hugged a gentle posture like jade, and a shy woman like a fairy drank like mud.

It's a bald head, but it's not Zhai Lao Liu.

The other party's clothes were a little tattered, maybe the horse urine was poured into the stomach a little too much, and the beautiful woman patted her chest and back to the corner of the table and vomited.

When Mao Zhenhuang just noticed this person's eyes, the tiger's back seemed to be caught by a warmth.

"How can the little woman see that Lang Jun's face is tight, she has just entered our red wall door?"

A soft voice swayed in Mao Zhenhuang's ears, full of ears, drizzle and soft voice, and seemed to be mixed with three points of charm.

Look back!

Glancing along the warmth that slipped on his chest, he saw a pair of snow-clean hands and a pink neck flower.

At a glance, it is even more beautiful!

The grass and trees are beautiful, the clouds and water are fragrant, the young leaves and flowers, and the fragrance is surrounded by the wind.

At this time, Mao Zhenhuang's mind suddenly wandered out what Wang Daoning said to him, but the woman in front of him had white and tender thighs that didn't look like tofu, he didn't know, at least these hands were whiter and more tender than the tofu.

Compared with the woman sitting opposite, Mao Zhenhuang is not inferior at all.

Probably the only difference is that one is dressed in red, and the other is wearing light veil.

"It was a friend to go up the mountain to go green, but the mountain road is difficult, strayed into the land of artemisia grass and broken trees, when I came out of the road has parted ways with my friends, I found that the sky is getting dark, I saw that there seems to be fireworks in the world here, and I found that it was Shao Tiansi, and no one greeted me at the door, and the fat man I shook my courage into the inside, please forgive me. ”

Mao Zhenhuang got up and looked at this light gauze woman is a joke, no matter how this place is called unbearable by the monks in the world, but he has never forgotten one thing, that is, this is a mountain gate!

The etiquette that should be done in the mountain gate cannot be abolished, even if he is full of lies.

"Since you have lost your friend by stepping on the mountain, then Lang Jun will rest here for one night, thinking that your friend will not find you, and he will definitely walk towards the top of the mountain, and when he sees the light of the red wall gate, he will definitely come to look for it. ”

While the light gauze woman was talking, the pair of snow and pure hands pressed the fat man on the chair without a trace.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the fairy said is not unreasonable. ”

Mao Zhenhuang, who was sitting on the chair, replied to the rare fairy in the world in front of him, and there seemed to be an evil fire in his chest and abdomen.

It's as if this woman's smile and smile can even arouse Mao Zhenhuang's most primitive desire that has been suppressed by Dao Xin for more than 20 years.

Seeing that Fat Langjun seemed to be flustered, he must have been shocked when he stepped on the mountain in the cold night, and the little woman poured a glass of wine for Fat Langjun to suppress his spirit. ”

The light gauze woman spoke with a clear hand, and as the words fell, a glass of fragrant wine had been pushed in front of Mao Zhenhuang's face, and she looked at his big plate face with a wink, which was as tender as water, as if she wanted to melt him into the tip of her heart.

"The fairy is polite, polite!"

Although Mao Zhenhuang's mouth is polite, his mind is rotating at high speed, and he can provoke a woman who is not strong in his heart, and this is the second time he has seen it in his life.

And the consequence of seeing this kind of woman for the first time was that he rolled to the rotten land in the northwest of the Great Liang Kingdom and wasted the best twelve years of enlightenment and cultivation.

With the wine, the fat man somehow felt a sense of panic, and the urge to pull out of this red dust land.

I regret that I stepped in just now without knowing the weight of my brain.

"Why is Fat Lang Jun's eyes getting more and more panicked?Are you still afraid that our young Tiansi can't eat people?Giggle~~~"

There was a chuckle, and the affectionate and affectionate grace had turned into autumn water, and the pair of plain hands that were more tender than tofu had entered Mao Zhenhuang's fat claws.

"Where! Although Shao Tiansi's reputation is not very good, I, Wang Daoning, still know that this sect disdains to do that kind of 'cannibalism' the most. ”

Mao Zhenhuang pinched this weak and boneless warmth, and knew that this was a demon girl!

Dunyang City is definitely a woman like this.

"Look! He also said that he was not panicked in his heart, he must not believe in light clothes, Shaotiansi does not eat people, is it possible that the slave family eats people?"

The eyes of the peach blossoms turned slightly, and the peach and plum were already closer to Mao Zhenhuang's big plate face, and Mao Zhenhuang was seen at such a close distance was real, and it was also pleasant to see, and even the orchid fragrance that the other party spit out could be lightly smelled.

However, when the fat man was distracted, the fairy-looking woman, who had poured wine, somehow put her arms around his neck, and even picked up a silver medal from his clothes.

The silver medal is carved by Xuanjing, without pattern decoration, and three seal characters are engraved on the front and back.

The front is the view of the building sect, and the reverse side is Mao Zhenhuang!

Guanlou Zong Natal Lu Shi brand.

People are in the cards, and people are dead and the cards are broken.

Embarrassed!

It's very embarrassing.

He Mao Zhenhuang has been walking in the name of Wang Daoning for so many days, he is simply invincible, where did he think that he would fold the bottom in front of a demon girl today.

But fortunately, someone solved it for him.

"Don't drink it, don't drink it, our family still has something to do, is it dawn at this time?"

Mao Zhenhuang seemed to vomit at the drunken man at the table, and was helped up by the woman in red in a daze.

"Immortal Master Hui'an, you have already drunk until nightfall, if you want to be bright, you can only stay until tomorrow, how about the girl help you go upstairs to rest for a night?"

"Don't go, don't go, our family has been here for a few days, it's important to be serious, it's important, hiccup~~~"

The bald head screaming in his mouth, where can he distinguish the direction at this time.

"My Box ......"

"Yes, yes. ”

Hearing this, the woman in red with a disgusted face could only turn around to the table and hold up a box full of pickles.

......

And watching the woman in red helping this insincere bald man swaying upstairs, Mao Zhenhuang was a little stupid with a glass of wine.

After thinking about it for a long time, the more he heard the name "Hui'an", the more familiar he became.

Isn't this the master in Xuan Xian's mouth!

He still remembered the decent words that the old Daosheng bald head said to him when he was leaving.

I just don't know if Dao Sheng would shout "really fragrant" in front of him Mao Zhenhuang if he was here!

The most slap in the face in life is estimated to be like this, it can be regarded as a pity for the pair of bald heads of all sizes who risked death into the hinterland of desperation, just to find a Hui'an who was shopping in the kiln in Shaotiansi.