The god stick didn't pay attention to the ruthless Xia Hou, his little eyes stared at Xia Xun directly, and he smiled strangely: "Little Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come to harm!?"

"Don't... Don't come unharmed. ”

"Hehe..."

Xia Xun, who was shocked again and again, and had always been calm and calm, couldn't help stuttering at this time, and held back for a long time before saying four words. Seeing this, the god stick grinned even more treacherously. The tall little lamb whiskers and obscene little eyes are squeezed on the twisted round face, as if the four big words "I am a liar" are written.

While laughing, the god stick learned the previous posture, put on a high-ranking look, and slowly walked around Xia Xun and the three of them proudly. This situation and this scene are so similar to the Yuan Night Temple Fair, they are all so obscene and trivial, but they have changed places...

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss, the image of the emperor, it has a lot of potential... Hidden deeply..."

"Tsk... This sword can also be forged, and it has the heart of a delicate way..."

"It's all good, if it is ignited by the poor road, it will definitely become a big tool, but it's just..."

"Huh?"

The gods chattered and the ghosts were full of nonsense.

is like an ordinary charlatan, and the words he says have the smell of preparing to extort money everywhere, which makes people feel awkward to listen to it, and they have to beware of three points. After the god stick turned around slowly, he seemed to have suddenly discovered something, stopped, and let out a "huh", and his fine brows wrinkled immediately, as if he was thinking.

Think for a moment...

"Tsk, no. ”

"Tsk, that's not good. ”

"Tsk, it's not good!"

shook his head one after another, his tone was calm, and after saying two bad words in a row, the magic stick suddenly became another one!

Lifting his leg and jumping back, he jumped seven or eight steps away. Struggled to pick up the black iron dust, nervously pointed to a circle of Xia Xun, Xiahou, Mo Xian and the three monks, anxious, anxious!

"Fellow Daoists, something is not good! The poor road is based on the three thousand avenues, and the stars in the sky are the image, even if you wait for the stars to be dim, this is a sign of blood and light, and it will hide the disaster of death!"

"Uh..."

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

“……”

I was surprised, I was surprised, I drank again, and I was very embarrassed.

Since the appearance of the god stick, it seems that this place has become a stage for him alone.

Whether it is the three monks or the three little people, they are all audiences watching the play. And now, the audience in the audience was dumbfounded by the performance of this magic stick. Even the old little monk couldn't help but be embarrassed by his exaggerated facial expressions. Only the old monk was still calm, as if nothing had happened, quietly closing his palms, not moving.

"Ah Xun..."

Xia Hou twitched his cheeks, slapped Xia Xun's arm with his elbow without a trace, and asked softly, "This guy, shouldn't he be that immortal?"

"Uh..."

Xia Hou asked the wrong person this time, because Xia Xun was also very confused at this time.

If you extrapolate according to the great gift performed by the old monk before, the divine stick in front of you must be very big, and it is likely to be the immortal who has not been in the world for twenty years. However, the immortal above the Nine Heavens will be like the god stick in front of him? The immortal wind and dao bones did not fail to say it, and their words and deeds were clearly displayed as a liar!

Moreover, he is still a sloppy liar with rough tricks and even worse acting skills.

"I don't know. Xia Xun replied in a low voice unconfidently.

"What's going on?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Why don't you tie him up first? Anyway, I don't think he's a good guy. ”

"Can you tie it up?"

"Yes, this goods is floating lightly, it must not be a practitioner, I have to lie down as soon as I greet him. ”

"Presumptuous!"

The god stick breathed...

I said hard and had a good look, if I was in the market, no matter how unbearable I was, I could provoke some shouting, wouldn't it? However, no one in the audience was moved, Xia Xun and Xia Hou didn't take the magic stick seriously at all, and muttered in private how to tie people up!

The god stick was suddenly very unhappy.

Put away the dust whisk in his hand, and then wisps of obscene sheep whiskers, glanced at the calm old monk, looked at Xia Xun and Xiahou at a glance, and rebuked obscenely: "The poor Dao is the supreme heavenly master, don't you see that even the incarnation of the three Tibets has to carry out the gift of my juniors? I sent the opportunity tonight, and if you are not grateful, you still dare to be presumptuous? How can this be reasonable, are you not afraid that the poor Dao will attract nine days of thunder punishment, and the sky will be thundered?!"

"Can you summon the thunderbolt?"

"Hmph, the poor road is the supreme heavenly venerable, what's so difficult about the heavenly thunder?"

"Then you can take a look. ”

"Bold maniac! You must have eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, and you dare to despise this Tianzun! I'll give you a chance to apologize, otherwise..."

"Holy!"

Xiahou and his father have a virtue, eat soft and not hard, are not afraid of heaven and earth, and are afraid of being too polite.

Previously, because of Master Sanzang's behavior, he didn't dare to come. It's good now, the god stick actually threatened with nonsense, how could Xia Hou still be able to bear it? Anyway, he was already planning to do it, so he just started it. Just like a few days ago, Xia Yuan encountered this magic stick, no matter if you are a real genius or a fake magic stick, if you dare to scare Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you first!

"Grandma's legs are dripping, it's very bullish, isn't it?"

Xia Hou pulled up the sleeve of the other hand with one hand, revealing two big arms with muscles like pythons, clenched his fists, and walked towards the god stick with a menacing stride. As he walked, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "If you are given three points of color, it will be red, right? The sky thunders, right? Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you are the supreme celestial! Dare to threaten Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!"

"Eh, hey, you... What do you want to do!Stop!!"

Seeing that Xia Hou clenched his big casserole fist and was about to beckon over, the god stick suddenly panicked, how could he still care about that master's demeanor? Shaking his feet, he retreated again and again, shouting in a trembling voice: "You stop for me! The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, do you know the rules?"

"You... Don't come here, the poor path is the supreme heavenly master, if you dare to do it, be careful of being punished by heaven!

"Heh~"

Looking at the cowardice of the divine stick, the last trace of caution in Xiahou's heart also disappeared.

Strode in front of the god stick, and raised his fist to vent a bad breath for his previous panic! The tragedy of the god stick, there is no way to retreat, and now Xia Hou will not eat his threats at all. The wind whistled in the fist, and the hammer with the size of the sand pot was about to fall, smashing a blood flower fluttering.

At this "extremely critical" moment, the god stick's expression suddenly changed!

Throw away the dust and flags in your hands!

Squatting down with your head in your hands, screaming sadly!

"A good man spares his life!!"

"Uh..."

The sound of tragedy drifted away from heaven and earth.

A cold wind blows...

"Amitabha. ”

"I'm sorry, senior brother, is this really an immortal?"

was dumbfounded, everyone in the audience was so blinded by the performance of the god stick that their eyes were about to fall out.

Before this, the little monk wanted to say something to stop Xiahou from coming, but now seeing this situation, he immediately closed his slightly open mouth again and silently recited the Buddha's name.

Without it, this magic stick is too wretched!

People in the rivers and lakes are courageous, even if they are really liars and experts, not good at fists and feet, but they must have backbone. Walking the rivers and lakes, before this fight started, people raised a fist, and you were so frightened that you hugged your head and begged for mercy, what kind of fool is this? Xiahou was also stunned, he never expected that this magic stick would be so cowardly, and he couldn't understand why the Sanzang mage would give him a respectful salute.

I don't know why, Leng Yan was helpless, and the falling fist stopped at the top of the head of the god stick five inches.

"A good man spares his life..."

"Be merciful to the heroes, there are children and old people in my family, there are ninety years old and ninety-year-old mothers, and there are..."

"Shut up!"

Holding his head in both hands, the turtle shrank on the ground, crying pitifully and begging for mercy. was so stunned that people were speechless, and Xiahou's fists didn't fall, so he was so frightened that he even moved out of the routine of begging for mercy in the rivers and lakes.

Xia Hou was also made out of temper by him, put away his fists for a few more points, and asked, "Say, who are you?"

"A hero, a hero spares his life..."

Seeing Xiahou asking, he hurriedly explained with a handful of snot and tears: "A good man is a good man! Poor Dao has never done anything bad in his life, and when he saw an elderly beggar in the past, he would definitely give money. Hero, do you look like a bad person? Hero, you need to be aware of it..."

"Shut up!"

Even ghosts won't believe the nonsense of the gods, so where will Xiahou believe it?

"I don't think you look like a good person! In the middle of the night, you came to this wilderness to intercept people, and kept saying that you would send good karma, ghost letters? It seems that Lao Tzu will not tell the truth if he doesn't beat you!"

"Don't! Don't! The heroes keep people under their hands, and let the poor be tolerated again!"

“……”

Seeing that Xiahou wanted to beat him again, the god stick didn't dare to sit still anymore, so he quickly poked his head out from under his hands, and his obscene little eyes aimed at the big fist above his head, and looked at Xia Xun behind Xiahou in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Little, little Taoist friend, do you remember the hexagram that Poor Dao gave you?"

"Uh..."

The question was asked suddenly, and those who did not know were confused, but those who knew immediately understood why.

Xia Xun knows that the so-called hexagram. Isn't that what he said casually on the night of New Year's Eve last year, when he and Xia Xun met by chance on Miaohui Street?

At that time, Xia Xun's reaction was the same as now, thinking that it was just a trick of the god stick in front of him, just to blackmail some small money.

However, not long ago, when Xia Xun saw the magic stick again, the moment of surprise came to mind... It was on the night of the first night that Xia Xun entered the deserted village and saw the great secret, thus revealing the first foreshadowing of the undercurrent in the Southern Regions. The next day, he was chased all the way, bruised all over his body, and almost died young. Afterwards, he had a marriage with Peony, and when he returned from his trip to Kyoto, he was going to marry. Isn't this a reversal of the nonsense that the god stick said at the time?

And it's all right...

Xia Xun suppressed the consternation in his heart and nodded heavily: "Remember." ”

"Can you respond to the disaster of blood light?"

"Yes. ”

"But did you fulfill your fate with that little girl?"

"Yes, too. ”

"Hehe, that's it. ”

Yes, both questions and answers are answered.

The magic stick that was like a turtle just now was suddenly proud. The turtle's neck also straightened a lot, and he was a little more confident in speaking, stretched out a finger at Xia Xun, and when he saw Xia Hou, he said proudly: "Na Na Na! He can prove that I'm a good person. A few days ago, when the poor road passed through Yueyang, he saw that this little brother was destined to pinch his fingers at will, and there was not a single mistake or omission in the hexagram, and all of them were fulfilled! Poor Dao confiscated a copper plate, oh, as his brother, you don't know how to report it, and you still bully Poor Dao like this! Aren't you afraid of retribution? Even if Poor Dao doesn't recruit Lei Gongdian to come..."

"You're crazy!"

"Brother Hou, stop!"

Xia Hou's face was really unpleasant, but as soon as he was angry, his fist was raised, and he was drunk by Xia Xun.

Xia Hou disagreed, and turned around: "Ah Xun, like this kind of magic stick, you Brother Hou and I have seen through it for many years. I sue you, these gods are dedicated to you little hairy people who are new to the rivers and lakes, you must not be fooled!"

"Well, let me do it. ”

Noncommittal sigh, since the god stick has named Xia Xun now, it is reasonable for Xia Xun to pretend that he can't see anything, and let Xia Hou go to explore the wind by himself. Xia Xun stepped forward and pulled Xia Hou away, then clasped his hands into fists, respectfully bowed to the god stick squatting on the ground in embarrassment, and found an excuse to apologize: "Dao Chief, don't blame, the night is dark, the kid didn't recognize you at once, it's really rude." As he spoke, Xia Xun stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the magic stick...

"Stop!"

But Xia Xun's kindness became a donkey's liver and lungs.

The god stick didn't appreciate it for some reason! Holding up the dust and flags that had been thrown on the ground with both hands, he stood up and shouted: "Hmph, the poor Dao is the supreme heavenly master, don't let your mortal body be defiled!"

"Hit the streets! You don't think you're going to die, right?"

"Amitabha. ”

“……”