Three miles east of the city, there is an old house, surrounded by lush vegetation and greenery.

Rows of weeping willows on the riverbank, willow branches hanging low, looking from afar, the scenery is elegant, but when you look closer, the scenery is different, like a delicate picture.

Chen Xuan looked at the old house in front of him, only to see a lush greenery, with a gust of wind blowing, willow trees fluttering with the wind, waves in all directions, with the sound of waves.

"It's really picturesque, not worldly and mortal. ”

In front of the old house, Chen Xuan stopped and watched, and compared to Cangwu Mountain, although he lacked some indifferent aura, he also had a quiet and peaceful pastoral style.

After a while, an old man in the house who looked like a housekeeper, holding a dragon head in his hand, slowly walked out of the door of the house, and said, "But Chen Xianchang is in front of him! The old slave is the housekeeper in the house, and he has been waiting for the immortal chief here for a long time. ”

This butler is obviously in his sixties, but his eyes are shining, his body is very vigorous, his voice is loud, and his steps are calm and powerful, which shows that his martial arts are extraordinary.

The owner of the old mansion was a wealthy merchant in the royal capital, with thousands of acres of fertile land, more than a dozen shops, and more than 100 servants.

The owner of the old house has always had a friendship with the Taoist temple, and every fifteenth day of the new year, it is a very rich incense money in the view, and the master of the old house will learn chess skills together, otherwise, the owner of the old house will not ask the master.

"Please also forgive Immortal Chief Chen, originally my lord was going to come to greet Immortal Chief in person, but there is a demon in the house, and the lord is worried day and night, he doesn't think about tea, he eats from time to time, and he has been bedridden for many days. The butler said respectfully.

The housekeeper had crossed paths with monks when he was young, and he knew that truly virtuous monks had never paid attention to ordinary etiquette, otherwise, the owner of the old mansion would have to come to greet him personally.

Half a month ago, there was a sudden wind and rain over the old house, thunder and lightning, gusts of black wind in all directions, and dark clouds gathered in one place, thick as ink, faintly with the howl of wild beasts.

For a while, all kinds of birds and beasts in the house scattered and fled.

What is frightening is that the rich merchant gave birth to a daughter under his knees, who was twenty-eight years old, with long eyebrows and clear eyes, but suddenly became eccentric, three meals a day, not chickens and ducks, and the amount of food was far better than that of a man in the prime of life.

If it weren't for the fact that the rich merchant loved his daughter very much, he would have left the old mansion a long time ago, but even so, now there are only three or five guards in the house, and the rich merchant is bedridden, and he is afraid that after a long time, he may have a disaster.

"This time, I also asked the fairy chief to cast a spell, subdue the demon, and return the lady to peace. ”

The housekeeper saw that Chen Xuan's expression was calm, he did not show dissatisfaction, nor did he have a trace of fear, he thought that he must be a real Xuanmen monk.

"If you don't eat chickens and ducks!"

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, secretly pinched a spiritual fire talisman in the palm of his hand, and said, "The housekeeper doesn't need to worry, wait until Miss Poor Dao has any abnormalities." ”

"Thank you, Immortal Elder," the butler said with a grateful look on his face.

There was not much time, Chen Xuan came to the outside of the young lady's residence, and when he saw the scene in the air, he was taken aback, and his face changed slightly.

The air is surrounded by clouds and mist, and a faint demonic aura overflows, which seems to surround the courtyard, and there is a faint trace of formation, deriving all kinds of illusions.

"The Taoist chief has said, the Xuanshen Interpretation is mixed with four families, each with different cultivation concepts, and the aura is also completely different, this faint demonic aura in front of him, although it is different from the aura of the human monk, but there is no dirt and evil, it must be a pure demon monk. ”

The human race can practice the exercises in the demon clan or the heavenly demon clan, and the demon clan monks can also practice the Xuanmen Taoist true scriptures, which makes their own aura look a little weird.

At this time, the courtyard door in front of me was gently pushed open, and a girl in yellow walked out leisurely, only twenty-eight years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, skin like snow, and a slight smile, like a peony flower blooming, which is charming.

"The little girl Su Qing has seen the son, if the son doesn't think the courtyard is simple, why don't you come in and enjoy the flowers and drink together!"

Chen Xuan glanced at the woman in yellow, smiled slightly, and said, "Since Miss is invited, Chen Xuan should obey his fate." After speaking, his footsteps moved slightly, and he walked into the courtyard in front of him.

The courtyard is full of bright flowers and plants, or exquisite attics, Chen Xuan just glanced at it casually, and saw a demonic aura soaring into the sky, but there was a trace of aura around the demonic qi, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Su Qing personally invited Chen Xuan to take a seat, and then put out some delicate and delicious pastries and a pot of old wine, first poured the wine glass in front of Chen Xuan with wine, and then filled himself with a glass.

"Thirty years of bamboo leaf green, the son might as well taste it!" After speaking, Su Qing stretched out his Qianqian jade finger and tasted the glass of wine in front of him.

Seeing Su Qing's gentle posture and elegant posture, Chen Xuan's heart suddenly fluttered, and suddenly the purple qi of the rising sun in his body ran independently, his heart jumped suddenly, and he said secretly: "What I practice is the Pure Yang Dao Method, if you don't tie the golden pill, Yuanyang must not be lost, and you must not be careless." ”

"However, although the woman in front of me is beautiful, she is less than one-tenth of Xiao Ling, how can she be so excited!"

Su Qing gently put the wine glass on the table, took out a spa and wiped the jade mouth, seeing that the wine in Chen Xuan's predecessor was a drop, he couldn't help but sneer: "Childe thinks that the slave family's wine is not good!"

"Thirty years of bamboo leaves are hard to find, how could Chen Xuan feel bad. Chen Xuan said without moving.

"If Childe didn't feel bad, why don't you taste the wine in this glass!" Su Qing stretched out his jade finger with a smile and pointed to the wine glass in front of Chen Xuan and said.

"Hehe, Chen has been cultivating since childhood, and the rules in the door are strict, and he can't drink alcohol unless he is successful in cultivation, so he can only live up to Miss's good intentions, and he has no chance to get a product, which is hard to find bamboo leaves. Chen Xuan said with a faint smile.

The Mountain and River Sword Sect naturally does not have this kind of door rule, but Chen Xuan has always been cautious, for fear of falling into the trap of the young lady in front of him.

Hearing this, Su Qing's face changed slightly, he pulled up his light sleeves, pushed a plate of pastries in front of Chen Xuan, smiled slightly, and said, "Since the rules in the Gongzi Sect are strict, why don't you taste the craftsmanship of this pastry!"

The owner of the old mansion is a wealthy businessman, and he loves the young lady in front of him very much, and the pastries on the plate are all made by a chef hired with a lot of money, all of which are delicate and small, delicious and delicious, and they are rare delicacies for ordinary people.

Chen Xuan shook his head and said, "Chen is here to deal with important matters, and when the matter is dealt with, it is not too late to taste the pastries with Miss." ”

In fact, Chen Xuan didn't know that in ancient times, gods and demons were born, and all kinds of ancient creatures were all strong in the flesh, or the gods were thousands of feet tall, like mountain peaks, or they looked weird, calling for wind and rain, or like demon beasts, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

However, the "Thunder and Fire Sutra" is a true scripture created after the gods and demons, which can refine the blood of the flesh body, find a trace of ancient true spirit in the bloodline, warm the body, and make it turn into gods and demons.

It can be seen how extraordinary the "Thunder and Fire Sutra" is, regardless of whether the pastry contains drugs or not, it can be easily excluded from the body, just as the secular warriors say that all poisons are inviolable.

At this time, a violent wind suddenly rose in the air, and bursts of black clouds gathered in one place, and the courtyard suddenly became pitch black.

"Su Qing, it is not easy for you to practice alone, if you are willing to obediently hand over Neidan, the poor road will definitely let your soul have a way to live, if you don't know how to advance or retreat, the poor road will only beat you to the ground. ”

As the voice sounded, in the sky above the courtyard, a middle-aged Taoist suddenly appeared, holding a black banner in his hand, the banner was black and swarthy, painted with gods and demons, and the banner rod seemed to be a bone, white and bright.

With a slight wave of the middle-aged Taoist, the black banner suddenly overflowed with a fishy smell, like fog but not fog, and surrounded the courtyard.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's face did not move, and he did not rush forward to ask the origin of the Taoist, but sat on the table and chair, looked at Su Qing with a smile on his face, and secretly thought to himself: "Sure enough, there is a demon to do, first of all, this young lady is full of demonic energy, however, the Taoist who has just appeared, a black evil spirit, is obviously not a good type, these two people have a grudge, and they can look at the excitement." ”

Although this middle-aged Taoist has an extraordinary aura, he can besiege the courtyard, but if it is compared to a sloppy Taoist, it is far from it.