At this moment, Wang Yanran suddenly ran in, saw a corpse as pale as paper on the ground, couldn't help but cover her cherry mouth and screamed, and involuntarily took a few steps back. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Wang Yixi stepped forward and grabbed his daughter's slender hand and said, "Ran'er, don't be afraid, is there a father?" She glanced at the corpse on the ground a few more times, quickly covered Lingshan's eyes with her hand, and quickly turned around, Qin Xiaotian was looking at her, and walked towards her, and asked with concern: "Sister Yanran, why are you here?"

Wang Yanran still covered her eyes with her hands, and said a little irritably: "Brother Qin, the palace is about to turn upside down, how can I not come?"

Not long after, several servants carried the body of the rickety old man out of the hall. The scene of the hall was cleaned by several servants, and among the servants carrying the corpses, there was a young servant who followed behind several servants with his head down, holding a few clothes in his hands, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Lord Steward, I didn't offend you when you were alive, and now that you have ascended to the fairy world, don't come to me in the future!"

One of the servants carrying the corpse turned around and looked at the little servant with contempt, "You useless thing, everyone is dead, why are you afraid of him?"

When the palace hall was spotlessly cleaned, the hall gradually became quiet, and the servants were busy with their own business, and they all scattered to clean up the garbage in the various courtyards. Only the father and daughter of the Wang family and Qin Xiaotian were left in the huge hall, Wang Yixi sat at the table with his head bowed, he was already anxious, he thought about the things that had happened recently, he was very uneasy in his heart, and said softly: "It's too bad luck recently, I plan to invite a few mages to exorcise the evil spirit, what do you think?"

Wang Yanran interjected: "That's good!"

However, when it came to the mage, Wang Yixi didn't know where to find it, and his heart was faintly uneasy. Qin Xiaotian Mao then recommended himself: "Uncle, why don't you let me go to Shouxian Palace in person?" Wang Yanran seemed to forget the fear just now, clapped her hands and praised: "Okay, Brother Qin really has a way, you can invite the immortal master of Shouxian Palace." ”

There is an essential difference between a mage and an immortal master, what a mage can do, an immortal master must also do, but in terms of level, it is higher than a mage. On the contrary, what the immortal master does, it is not necessarily that the mage can do it, and there is a gap between the two in terms of level.

Wang Yixi saw that Qin Xiaotian was full of sincerity, and nodded to him slightly, "That's it, I'll bother you to go to Shouxian Palace!"

After eating in a hurry, Qin Xiaotian said goodbye to Wang Yanran and went in the direction of Shouxian Palace.

Qin Xiaotian once again integrated into nature, and his mood was extremely comfortable, and the mountains in the territory of Shouxian Palace were slightly inferior to the strange peaks and stones of the Bathing Sect. This immortal cultivator disciple from the O'Mali Empire naturally evoked nostalgia for his hometown.

Walking on the mountain road, the scenery along the way is still very charming, Qin Xiaotian looked at the sky above the Shouxian Palace, faintly palpitating. This time, it was he who recommended himself and went to Shouxian Palace. However, the palace master of Shouxian Palace and the eldest disciple Gong Yuan are all his opponents, so rashly asking them to go out of the mountain, I believe that not only will they not agree, but at the same time, they will also detain themselves in Shouxian Palace, how can this be good?

At the end of the mountain road, there was a man who looked like a mage, and a little disciple walked towards Qin Xiaotian. The man had words in his mouth, and a bell was shaking in his hand, which was separated by a certain distance, but it was crisp into Qin Xiaotian's ears.

Qin Xiaotian was overjoyed in his heart, "It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them." "I happened to be looking for a mage, and by all kinds of coincidences, I met easily.

After a while, the monk with the bell in his hand came over, an old man fifty miles away. The old man was kind and kind-eyed, his eyes were bright, and he was followed by a boy of seven or eight years old, with a delicate and lovely face, who followed behind the old man with his head bowed. Seeing a handsome young man dressed in a Taoist robe standing in front of them, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The little master comes from the red dust, and goes from the red dust, what do you want to do?"

Qin Xiaotian saw that the old man's words were deep and wide, and knew that he was not an idle person, so he stepped forward and bowed deeply to the old man and said: "I met my master in the red dust, and I went in the red dust, it was really fate!"

The old man flicked the long silver whisker on his chin and said: "We see each other, it is really caused by fate, there is a fate that is together, and there is no fate that is dispersed, it depends on the will of heaven!"

From his eyes, Qin Xiaotian was somewhat familiar with him, but in his fragmentary memories, it seemed that he had met the old man once. So he hugged his fists and said: "Is the master a mage who exorcises evil spirits? The disciple has something to ask for!" The old man's eyebrows blinked a few times, and he said calmly: "What is it, what is it?"

"Well, my lord is a big family, and recently there have been some bloody disasters in the house, which has made the house and the outside of the house a miasma, so I was entrusted by my lord to go out to find a mage to go back to exorcise evil spirits, and I have hoped that the mansion will be as peaceful as ever. ”

The old man concentrated, pinched his fingers, glanced at the direction of the palace a few times, and said with some surprise: "Is there such a thing, the mansion is not clean, and two people died, one is a servant, and the other is a high authority, but is there such a thing?"

Qin Xiaotian looked at the old man suspiciously, and replied softly: "The master is very accurate, there is such a thing." "If the master can keep my master's house peaceful, he has promised to reward you with a lot of money.

The old man's expression eased, and he said a few times, then turned to the beautiful boy behind him and said, "Apprentice, for the sake of the teacher, for the sake of money, let's go to his house with this little master!"

Only then did the boy smile and say sweetly: "Master, the disciple has been hungry for a long time, and we haven't eaten for a day." "Since the little brother invited us to his house, there must be something delicious for me, right?" Qin Xiaotian felt that this boy was very cute, and he agreed.

"My lord is a very good man, and I am sure he will never treat you badly. ”

The boy looked at Qin Xiaotian ignorantly and smiled, Little brother, what you said must be true? You can't lie to me, let alone my master? Do you know how powerful my master is? He is a fairy.

"Fairy?" Qin Xiaotian really heard the last words of the boy, the boy knew that he had missed his mouth, and quickly covered his small mouth with his hand, and saw the old man glaring at him, and snorted a few times, "No, I said it wrong, it's Xianzun!"

Qin Xiaotian laughed loudly, whether it is a fairy or an immortal, as long as he drives away the bad luck for my master, he will definitely be rewarded heavily.

"You have to make up your mind! Don't go back, or you'll be a puppy!" The boy looked immature, stretched out his hand, come, let's pull the hook together to count.

Qin Xiaotian smiled, stretched out his finger and showed favor to the boy, and the boy said softly, "The hook has not changed for 10,000 years, and it is a puppy if it changes." The old man looked at Qin Xiaotian, and glared at the boy with a cold eye, so he quickly let go of his hand, hung his hands on his chest, lowered his head, and said with some poignancy: "The master loves me very much, I can't make him sad." The old man suddenly shouted, then let's go, maybe your lord can't wait at home.

Soon, the figures of the three disappeared on the mountain path・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ (to be continued.) )