A familiar voice came from the hut, and a familiar person walked out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hua Nuo'er hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said:

"What did Brother Ji say...... The little brother can't understand a word......"

"Hey!" Su Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and he snapped: "What did you stuff into your crotch?"

With that, an arrow rushed over, and he reached into the crotch of the flower tumor and groped!

"Oh no! slow! don't! don't!" Hua Tu'er hurriedly covered his crotch, held his hand, and said with a hippie smile: "Brother Ji, I really didn't expect you to be okay!"

"Less fart!"

After that, Su Ji tugged hard, tore open his pants, and pulled out the bag hard. The flower tumor took advantage of the situation and grabbed a corner of the bag, and refused to let go even if he died.

Su Ji pulled and asked, "This thing is the immortal treasure that can make Wang Laoqian win every bet?"

"What treasure? I'm just in need of urine, so it's convenient to come out!"

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and neither of them would let go, but the poor delicate bag was stretched in half, and finally broke and tore. Both of them widened their eyes at the same time, only to see a fluttering thing float out of the cracked bag.

The two people who didn't know what was going on looked at it for a long time, but no one expected that it would be this thing in the bag.

This thing can neither be said to be recognized, nor can it be said not to be recognized, but it can basically be felt, it does not look like a fairy treasure. The two stared at the thing for a long time, and no one had a clue.

In the middle of the night, Hua Tuo'er called a little Taoist priest.

This little Taoist priest has no hair on his head.

Tongtian Temple was originally a pure place for him to practice, but even if Hua Tu'er took the money in the tribute box and squandered it, he never dared to care. Even his bed has been occupied, so he had to use tortoiseshell animal bones engraved with Taoist scriptures to pile up an uneven "tortoiseshell bed" and lie on it for the night.

Hua Tu'er lifted the little Taoist's ear in the middle of the night and dragged him out of the bed. Su Ji couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, it turned out that in addition to the father and son of the "pervert" and the "hungry ghost", there was also a "coward" living in the Tongtian Temple.

After reading it, the little Taoist priest only said one sentence:

"It's a pinch of pale cyan fox fur......"

This is the conclusion he came to precisely after seeing, smelling, touching, hearing, and tasting with his tongue.

The little Taoist priest blinked slightly, I don't know what nerves these two people have committed, and they actually play here in the middle of the night. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare, so he had to look at Su Ji and Hua Tu'er blankly, and saw that these two people looked at each other for half an hour, and they didn't say a word.

There was silence at the top of the star-picking platform.

Hua Tu'er couldn't cry or laugh, she never thought that she would instigate her good brother to offend Chaoge for a handful of hair.

"Brother Ji, I was wrong. ”

Hua Niu'er broke the silence with a sincere apology.

A wisp of autumn evening wind blew, and the fox fur was blown scattered, rippling and rising around the star-picking platform......

Looking at the scattered fox fur, Su Ji asked Hua Tu'er:

"Now it's time for you to be honest. Who did you get that sword from, and why did Lin Zi and the others react differently after being hit?"

Hua Tu'er's eyes opened slightly, and then he smiled calmly and said:

"Presumably Brother Ji has already guessed, apart from the Lin Witch Doctor of the Hades Palace, which little girl is willing to easily pull out a strange sword......?

Su Ji was silent for a long time, then smiled sadly, kicked lightly at Hua Tu'er's buttocks, took off his pants and threw them to him, and went back to sleep with a yawn.

Since that day, perverts, hungry ghosts, cowardly ghosts, plus Su Ji, a drunkard, there are a total of four ghosts living in the Tongtian Temple.

In a blink of an eye, autumn goes to winter.

In the midst of hesitation, the end of the year is quietly coming.

As long as he survives tonight, Su Ji will be seventeen years old. However, the man who might have threatened his life never appeared. This made him wonder if his death would come as promised, but he did not dare to hold out hope.

Now he hardly dared to hold out a glimmer of hope for anything. Now hope was the source of all his suffering. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, this is Su Ji's conclusion.

The wind squeaked against the windows.

The cold wind blew in through the tattered window paper, ravaging people's backs like a cold claw.

The biting cold made it impossible for him to sleep soundly, so he could only cover his head with a broken straw mat and huddle in the corner shivering. The bell of vespers rang three times.

The little Taoist priest put down the bell pillar and just wanted to go back to meditate, but found that the window paper on all sides was reflected by the red light, and he looked out through the crack in the door.

Hearing the sound, the flower tumor looked out and cried out in a lost voice:

"Here we are...... Really...... It's still here!"

Su Ji hurriedly asked, "How many are here?"

Hua Mao'er's voice became more and more trembling, and she replied, "It's all ...... It's all here!"

Su Ji jumped up from the quilt and ran over to take a look, only to see that the people outside were surrounded by torches. Wang Laoqian stood in the crowd with a fat belly and pointed fingers. Although I couldn't hear what he was saying, I could see that everyone's emotions had been mobilized by him, and everyone had suppressed anger on their faces.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the temple door collapsed!

The little Taoist priest by the door was knocked out and flew out! Wang Laoqian led a crowd of people to break through the door!

Before people could see the situation in the temple clearly, they heard Su Ji greet first:

"Yo! Isn't this the third master?"

Wang Laoqian asked with a confused face: "Who is the third master?"

"Apart from you, who else in this world is worthy of being called the third master?" Su Ji said as he looked at Wang Laoqian.

"Where did you hear that?"

"Widow Lin!"

The three words concisely and concisely made the people cover their mouths and squint their eyes, and they couldn't help laughing.

Wang Laoqian's heart was weak, and he shouted with righteous indignation:

"Ye Ke has nothing to do with that Biao mother!"

"You're a noble man. It's no wonder that you have indeed been patronizing less recently, but Widow Lin is talking to the old and young masters every day! Let us, thousands of masters, thousands of masters, be beyond our reach......"

As soon as the words fell, the people couldn't bear it anymore, and some people already laughed.

The more Wang Laoqian listened, the more confused he became, and he also sensed that something was wrong, so he couldn't help but ask:

"What do you mean, boy?"

The corners of Su Ji's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery, and he replied loudly:

"Everyone present that day knew that Widow Lin only screamed three times, and you ran away with your pants. The people in the city praise you for your good deeds, clean and neat, so they all call you the third master behind your back!"

The words finally caused the audience to laugh. The ridicule of one after another converged into a huge heat wave, which slapped heavily on Wang Laoqian's face, making his face red.

The people laughed from ear to ear, but Hua Niu'er and the little Taoist priest did not laugh. The two of them thought that Su Ji would dare to say such a thing when he was dying, and they really had to admire his courage.

At this time, Wang Laoqian also smiled.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha......"

The unbridled laughter grew louder and louder, and the laughter gradually turned into wild laughter, and the deafening laughter overshadowed the laughter of many people!

Everyone looked at each other, and when they saw that he was still laughing in the face of such a predicament, they all thought he was crazy.

"Enough laughing, no ......"

Wang Laoqian suddenly squeezed out five words from between his teeth, and instantly suppressed the sighs around him. He slowly stretched out a clenched fist towards Su Ji and asked coldly:

"Sud-Ji, do you recognize what this is?"

With that, he slowly opened his five fingers, and a string of green magalaya pendants hanging on his middle finger shook a few times in front of Su Ji's eyes.

Su Ji trembled and asked word by word:

"What did you do with her?"

Wang Laoqian looked at him anxiously, bent down with a smile, covered his stomach and replied:

"Hey, hey, no, it just made her do her duty as a woman. It's a pity that her body is too delicate to carry my 10,000-pound body!hahahaha!"

Su Ji's forehead was bruised, and his body suddenly moved, and he was about to rush up to kill someone! Hua Tu'er hurriedly stopped him from behind and hugged him, preventing him from being sent to death!

"Brother Ji, don't believe it, Doctor Lin is not so tolerant ......"

"I want his life!"

Su Ji let out a roar like an angry beast, his bloodshot eyes were like two red-hot copper ingots, and his burning gaze seemed to melt everyone in front of him!

Wang Laoqian snorted coldly with his nose, his face turned cold, and he raised the magatama pendant high with one big hand.

"Ka!"

A piece of pure magatama was broken in half in response!

Immediately afterwards, a big foot fell heavily, and the two pieces of broken jade were crushed into pieces with a creak!

The only relic left by his mother, the only testimony of his childhood innocence vow, turned into powder in his eyes at this moment, and passed away with the wind.

At that moment, Su Ji's lively heart was also shattered along with the piece of magata. The originally sharp eyes were eclipsed in an instant.

Wang Laoqian laughed so much that even tears came out, and he turned around and shouted to the people: "Hey, you forgot what you are here for? It's this kid who has broken our feng shui, and anyone who doesn't believe it will go through the cash box!"

As soon as the cash box was mentioned, Hua Zhu'er immediately let go of Su Ji and hurriedly blocked the cash box with her body. The trembling little Taoist priest on the side was trembling by the light of the fire that was approaching step by step.

Su Ji stepped forward, opened his arms to block the menacing people, and shouted:

"I don't have to turn it over!

One sentence immediately caused a commotion among the people:

"This guy steals offerings, offends the Sect Sect Immortal Ancestor, if you don't kill him, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to dissipate the wrath of the sky!"

"I heard that this shaft is still trying to defile Miss Lin with three indiscriminate means!"

"His two brothers are all talents, and he is a well-dressed beast!"

"Hey, the toad who doesn't want to eat swan meat is not a good toad......!

Hua Niu'er held the cash box and stared at Su Ji with wide eyes, and her slightly moist eye circles slowly reddened.

Su Ji stood motionless, letting the sharp words around him pierce his ears.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that he still had a father, no matter how disgusted he was, this only relative was still the last barrier he could think of. He glanced at the crowd surging in the firelight, and asked in a reluctant:

"How dare you do this to me!

Looking at his wandering and frightened eyes, a cold light appeared in Wang Laoqian's eyes.

"You've found it, I'm from you!"

"Nonsense!" Su Ji shouted in a lost voice: "No matter how you say that I am also his son, he can't do this to me!"

"What do you do to you, I don't care! Today, I must clean the portal for you!"

Wang Laoqian smiled cruelly and pressed forward step by step.