As the sun sets, the last afterglow of the sunset gradually dissipates, and the fire reflects the delicate and pretty woman in Tsing Yi, her sad eyes are staring at the churning of the herbs in Chozi (the pot of decoction), just because the apology in her heart has not dissipated, and the city gate is on fire and thus affects the pond fish, which is really not the original intention of Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing Girl, the toad spirit Wang Daoling is full of "nonsense" in the Xu house, but at this moment it is inconvenient to cast a spell to make Li Gongfu intact in an instant.

The turbid medicinal soup is bubbling, the blood is exhausted, and the medicinal materials such as angelica, Chuanxiong, and strychnine are tormented in the simmer, exuding a strong smell of herbs......

"Ten years of repairing can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of repairing can be slept together......"

The love is deep-rooted but wants to say goodbye, the lonely mood can't be calm in Cen Biqing's heart, thinking back to the few words of conversation between the ancestor of Xuantan and Xu Guanren on the gem mountain today, envying the marriage of her sister Bai Suzhen, but instead of thinking about it, only the murmuring voice of self-talk drifted away with the cold wind.

The slender and white jade fingers held Chozi, poured the decoction that had been boiled for several hours into the coarse porcelain bowl, the delicate and pretty woman stood up lazily, and walked towards the back hall of the Xu family......

Candlelight dotted the wing, a few blurred shadows projected on the window lattice and the wall, swaying with the swaying of the candlelight, before the table in the wing, Bao Wenzheng held down the "Lingtai acupoint" behind Li Gongfu with one hand, and ran the true qi of "Ming Yugong" to dredge the blocked qi and blood, as the white mist that seemed to be absent slowly rose from the top of Li Gongfu's head, the original pale face gradually became a little more bloody.

"Sister, that Taoist priest is just a rough kung fu and relies on tricks to deceive, so my brother-in-law is not injured at all. Bao Wen was looking at his sister Xu Jiaorong by the candlelight, and said with relief: "This is also taking advantage of my brother-in-law's defenselessness, if he really fights, he may not be my brother-in-law's opponent!"

This tone is not lacking in concern for Li Gongfu, but it also tries to dilute the sadness shrouded in the hearts of Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong, after all, Bao Wenzheng has left aside the identity of the owner of Qingyutang, and has also followed Wang Fengshan as an apprentice for more than three years, and this remark is convincing.

"Alas!"

"You said that this is the New Year, catching up with such a thing, it is really unpleasant......"

Xu Jiaorong's temperament is dictated, and there is no intention to blame these words, after all, Li Gongfu was originally the head catcher in the yamen, and bruises and injuries are inevitable on weekdays, but the person came to the door to talk nonsense, what kind of demons and monsters alarmist, which made people uneasy.

"Sister, since the official said that the brother-in-law is fine, why disturb the purity of his own house for the nonsense of others?" Bai Suzhen was pure in her heart, but at the moment she blamed herself in her heart for no avail, she had been standing beside Xu Jiaorong, holding Xu Jiaorong's arm at the moment, and said comfortingly: "That person has been driven away by the officials, and he is guilty of trespassing on people's houses, so he will never dare to come to our Qiantang County in the future!"

The breeze is up!

In the early winter, the breath was like a white mist, and the turbid breath that came out of Li Gongfu's heart was almost a foot long and dissipated, and the weak candlelight also shook and swayed, his eyes moved, his eyes were shining, and his mouth was even louder, louder than in the past, and said: "How can there be such a reason in this world, that Taoist priest is coming with the maid of the Pan family, tomorrow I will go with the servant and go to the Pan family to ask for an explanation!"

Even the clay people also have three points of earthiness, not to mention that Li Gongfu, as the head catcher of the Yamen of Qiantang County, if he lightly exposed this matter, wouldn't he be ridiculed, and what face would he have in this Qiantang County in the future.

"Gongfu, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle the ......" Xu Jiaorong saw that Li Gongfu had improved, and with relief in her heart, she stepped forward to persuade her, fearing that Li Gongfu's reckless temperament would make this matter boiling, but it would be difficult to end it......

There is no wind and no waves, and there must be a reason for everything!

Why did the maid of the Pan family come to the door for no reason, and what did they inquire about?

The inexplicable and unexplained entanglement between Hanwen and Miss Pan was hindered by the presence of his younger sister Bai Suzhen, but it was not easy to ask or say much.

The door of the concealed room was pushed open, and the delicate and pretty woman in Tsing Yi stepped into the room under the candlelight, and placed the decoction in her hand on the table, and the beautiful eyes had already taken everyone's looks into the eyes, according to Cen Biqing's temperament, she naturally agreed with what Li Gongfu said, but because of her identity, it was inconvenient to speak, although she was the same sister as Bai Suzhen, but among the three outlines and five constants, there was a saying of "husband is a wife", and there were also Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong present......

"My sister is proficient in spells, she is a disciple of Li Shan's old mother, and she has already taught that Taoist priest today, and she will not dare to come to Qiantang County again in the future!"

Under the candlelight invisible to the naked eye, the cyan ripples in the voice spread in this chamber, and the tone was as soft as the gurgling water of a mountain stream, calming the resentment of Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong.

She, with a compelling aura and a radiant spirit, is a beautiful and uncommon woman in this world, Cen Biqing, who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, is already smart-minded, cunning and wise, and immediately cast a spell to calm the senseless turmoil of the Xu family.

"Xiaoqing!"

Bai Suzhen frowned slightly and reprimanded softly, the bright starlight eyes were already a little displeased, the slender jade fingers pinched the spell in the sleeve, and immediately broke Xiaoqing's side door left path spell, and then stepped forward and whispered: "The shallow spell is not worth mentioning, that Taoist priest has been expelled from Qiantang County by the officials, presumably he will not dare to come back in the future......"

Bao Wenzheng already had other plans after experiencing this, and when he heard his wife Bai Suzhen say this, he said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, it's getting late, you might as well rest, as for whether to go to Pan's house to seek justice, or wait until you recover and then think about it in the long run." ”

A fluttering sentence is not leaky, today the spicy hand intends to kill the maid of the Tianchang Fairy Xiangxue, since she was blocked by the toad spirit Wang Daoling, it is her blessed fate should not be extinguished, forgive her life for the time being, and leave it to the day of the meeting with the Tianchang Fairy, and it is not too late to make plans.

The cold night is long, the waning moon hangs high, the bright stars are scattered like chess pieces in the deep night sky, the wind blows the dry branches on the shore of the West Lake, and also disturbs the barren mountains and mountains thousands of miles away, with the howl of the wolves one after another, the night owls perched on the roost let out a piercing scream, flapping their wings and flying into the night.

The mountains in the night are cold and precipitous, the centuries-old ancient trees are bent and vigorous, and the withered branches with the thickness of the wrist make a strange sound like a ghost crying in the cold wind, making the deep mountain and old forest shrouded in dense fog even more eerie, this is where the demons gather--- Phoenix Mountain!

The main peak of Phoenix Mountain is steep, abruptly rising like a sharp sword straight into the sky, full of colorful miasma, that huge cave is built in the mountainside, a strong smell of blood spreads along the cold wind, and outside the cave is full of miserable bones, scattered into the distance along the mountain road that has been cut by a sharp blade.

"Boom!"

The dense sound of sharp blades was connected into a piece, as if caused by the wielding of thousands of divine blades, and a crimson streamer meandered in this night, like a hurricane crossing the ancient tree that covered the sky and the sun, accompanied by a loud sound of falling to the ground, that unique hundred-legged insect in the world, the hard mountain stone in front of the cave was hard and drew a deeper trace, and disappeared into the cave......

The foul-smelling corpse oil was piled up in the vessel hewn from the rock, and at this moment a raging flame was ignited, and the human form of the hundred-legged insect sat on the stone chair, he, unkempt, wore a gilded headband, but did not tie up the scarlet and blood-like long messy hair, the messy beard and the sideburns were connected to the bun, and under the thick eyebrows was a pair of narrow eyes, but inside it was full of tyrannical and crazy killing intent, enveloping every inch of the space of the cave.

"Smack!"

The miserable white bones were shattered in the hands of King Jinba, and then turned into fine powder and sprinkled between his fingers, and the pain of losing his son never stopped for a moment in his heart, and he became the master of the demons of Phoenix Mountain in vain, but he didn't know where to go to take revenge......

"Who the hell is it, kill my son!"

A terrible long roar is like a thunderstorm, since the cave is still sonic boom, the sound is like a strong wind blowing away the dense fog in front of the cave, making this gloomy and terrifying Phoenix Mountain silent for a while, only the waning moon hangs high, and the cold wind is still there.