"The evil thing landed on the second floor of the inn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When several people heard the whereabouts of the Yellow Dragon Mirror coldly, they all raised their heads and looked at the rows of open windows on the second floor of the inn, but they didn't find any traces.

Liang Qiu Ming said solemnly: "The Yellow Dragon Mirror contains several wisps of ancient beast essence, and it has been refined by the blood sacrifice of the living person who was refined by the shameless Taoist with the Blood Demon Valley, and now it has become a great fierce thing, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the Demon Dao Demon!"

With the support of his senior sister, Leng You dragged his weak body and walked towards the Xianlin Inn with a few people.

In the Xianlin Inn, through the gap in the hidden door, the golden shopkeeper saw Leng You's several people coming, and hurriedly opened the door, and took the five people into the inn with a happy face, and arched his hand:

"Oh, thank you for getting rid of all those terrifying murderous things that eat people, otherwise the people will be unlucky!"

"The shopkeeper is welcome, this is what we should do. Seeing that the golden shopkeeper looked at Leng You, He Qing'er showed a soft smile and responded politely.

Zhou Ping said bluntly: "Just now, an evil thing fell on the second floor of the inn, and I have to let the shopkeeper find out!"

Referring to the strange stone mirror Huanglong Mirror, the golden shopkeeper's ruddy old face looked slightly embarrassed, coughed dryly, and said to Leng You: "Just now, a little guest officer asked me to give this master a word, saying thank you to the master for giving the baby......"

Leng Youwei raised his brows slightly.

"He's a demon, he dares to get involved in that murderous thing!" If the magic weapon clears the blood, it must be an excellent treasure, and at this moment, he heard that someone took the first step, Zhou Ping was extremely angry, and he yelled angrily without waiting for Leng You's mouth, which made the face of the gold shopkeeper more and more unbearable.

Leng You asked casually, "I don't know where she went?"

"This ......"

"That magic weapon has been stained with filth and has become an evil creature, if it is taken by the wicked, I hope the shopkeeper can tell me its whereabouts. Liang Qiuming's face was slightly heavy, but he still gave his hand politely.

When the golden shopkeeper heard this, he immediately pretended not to see Zhou Ping, who was dissatisfied, and said stubbornly: "That little guest officer is not a villain, and he will never use that evil thing to do harmful things, and please rest assured...... In this way, the masters don't have to pay for all the meals, and they can be regarded as making amends to a few people, okay?"

Looking at the begging eyes of the golden shopkeeper and looking at Leng You, He Qing'er on the side was a little helpless, it was impossible to force the golden shopkeeper to speak out, so he had to speak: "Since it has not fallen into the hands of the wicked, forget it......"

The golden shopkeeper didn't seem to be lying, and He Qing'er also relieved the siege in this way, Liang Qiuming's slightly heavy face gradually soothed, and nodded, "Since this is the case, I just hope that friend will get rid of the blood and filth as soon as possible." ”

Leng You's mood didn't fluctuate much, and Shui Yunsha didn't care much about it, and Liang Qiuming opened his mouth like this, Zhou Ping only snorted unwillingly, and walked out of the inn without saying a word as soon as he flicked his sleeves.

The demon demon has fled, and the matter of the magic weapon has also come to an end for the time being, He Qing'er said softly: "Senior brother needs to have a good rest, I am afraid that I can't hurry today, I will help him back to the room first." ”

After Liang Qiuming and Shui Yunsha nodded slightly, in a cold and slightly helpless look, He Qing'er gently helped him to the backyard.

However, as soon as their figures disappeared, a middle-aged coarse cloth woman hurriedly walked outside the inn, holding a little beggar who was only three or four years old and dirty, as soon as she saw Liang Qiuming, she said anxiously: "Master, this child was found under my cloth stall, it seems that he has passed out of the evil poison, and the master wants to save his life!"

"I'll take a look!" Liang Qiu Ming took it over, and when he saw the little beggar's face flushed, he was relieved, "It's not in the way, it's just a little bloody, I'll force it out." ”

"Then thank you!" said the woman, thanking her, and then hurried away to tidy up her messy stall.

And the golden shopkeeper suddenly saw the little beggar in dirty clothes, and his shrewd eyes with a few fish patterns were a little fluttering......

......

On the wide bluestone long street in Feixian Town, the people have come out one after another, talking excitedly and in twos and threes, they are also constantly tidying up the chaotic long street.

And the many scattered monks who escaped, some of them were bold and turned back, but at a glance, the bodies of several Taoist friends who had friendships fell to the ground, and the upper body was gnawed by blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred, it was so miserable.

Everyone glanced at the Xianlin Inn, and then moved away silently.

In the inn, Liang Qiuming held the unconscious little beggar, the cyan light in his left hand gradually faded, and then handed it to the guy on the side, and said to the golden shopkeeper:

"The blood and filth in this child's body have been completely expelled, but it will take some time to wake up, and the rest will be arranged by the shopkeeper of Laojin. ”

The golden shopkeeper smiled, glanced at the dirty child, but there was no disgust on his fat face, but said gently: "Don't worry, this child is a little beggar in the Xihuang Temple in the west outside the town, and when he wakes up, I will ask the guy to send him back." ”

At this time, He Qing'er, who helped Leng You to rest in the backyard, happened to come out and heard the shopkeeper's conversation.

She moved over and saw the ragged four or five-year-old children, and somehow the eyes that had just gained a bit of brilliance gradually dimmed again.

Once upon a time, I also met such a person when I was a child, but she was thinner and weaker, and she couldn't forget it for the rest of her life......

He Qing'er was a little touched, her eyes slowly dyed with a sympathetic color, and her voice was also very gentle.

"It's quite pitiful to urinate so little and have no family......"

When the golden shopkeeper heard this, his smile gradually faded, and he walked to the counter by himself, and sighed slightly:

"The world is impermanent, there are always some hard-working children who are born destined to suffer all kinds of misfortunes, and there is no way, I just hope that when they grow up, they will not have too much resentment. ”

He Qing'er took out a money bag, stuffed it into the little beggar's pocket, stretched out her hand and touched the little flowery face, but another curled figure gradually appeared in her eyes......

And when the golden shopkeeper saw that she had given the sloppy child so much money, he couldn't help but say, "The girl doesn't have to give him silver, compared to before, these little beggars are much more comfortable now!"

"Just a few years ago, the monks of the Silent Annihilation Method sent people to reorganize the Xihuang Temple, and then there was gradually some incense, and these little beggars ran there to eat, plus the small shop sent some white rice and vegetables from time to time, so they didn't have to beg from door to door. ”

After the golden shopkeeper continued to explain, he looked at the beggar in the man's arms, his shrewd eyes were a little reminiscing, as if he had touched some past, he couldn't help but sigh lightly again, and finally waved his hand and asked the man to carry the person down.

Although this golden shopkeeper seems to be blessed by wealth, he still has a good heart in his heart, which is rare.

He Qing'er and the three of them sat down, and Liang Qiuming saw the golden shopkeeper sighing for a long time, his expression moved, and said:

"What's on the shopkeeper's mind?"

The color of the golden shopkeeper's memories gradually faded, and he shook his head, "I don't have anything on my mind, I just think of a little guy, and I don't know if he is still in the world......"