"Then ......," Jiang Mengxuan thought for a while and said, "Then let's go and get back that god list together." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"No need. Tang Sanfu waved his hand and said, "You can go back to the house and wait for my good news." ”

"It's fine. Jiang Mengxuan nodded.

She got the news that in the next few days, a group of three generations of disciples of the Interpretation Sect will come to visit her in the mansion, mainly to discuss various matters related to the Fengshen List.

Although the three generations of disciples of the Interpretation Sect have never shown their faces in the First Battle of the Gods, most of them have noble identities and are the sons of princes from all walks of life.

As for their master, like Jiang Ziya, he is also a second-generation disciple of the teachings.

And those second-generation disciples are a little bit the same as their disciples, and those second-generation disciples of the Sect of Interpretation have also not shown their faces in the First Battle of the Gods, but I think their skills should not be bad.

Although it is not as good as the famous Kunlun Twelve Immortals, at least it is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

Jiang Mengxuan thought that the three generations of disciples of the Sect of Exposition were going to visit him in the next two days, and thought to herself, the house must be decorated well, but you must not lose the face of your grandfather.

At that moment, she clenched her fists and said: "Brother Lao Tang has the matter of the god list, I have other things to be busy with, so I just ask." ”

"Yes. Tang Sanyu nodded, "Don't worry, this matter is on me." ”

With that, he turned and was about to leave.

"Wait. ”

Seeing that Tang Sanyu turned around and was about to leave, Jiang Mengxuan suddenly called out to him.

"What's the matter, is there anything else?" Tang Sanfu was a little curious.

"That ......" Jiang Mengxuan's face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "You have to be careful." ”

"I'll take notice. Tang San's funeral was a little embarrassed, but for some reason, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

It seems to be warm.

Leaving Qishan, although it is not possible to determine who took the Fengshen List, nine times out of ten it should be inseparable from Yin Fu Nan Nizi.

Tang Sanfu was born as a mercenary, and his reconnaissance methods were naturally not bad, so he followed Yin's footprints all the way to the north, and after leaving Qishan, he came to a dense forest.

He had the impression of that dense forest, that is, the day before yesterday, Yin Fu and others brought him here after saving him.

There seems to be a fine house in the dense forest, and according to the memory, Tang Sanfu slowly walked into the dense forest.

Although it was getting late, it was not yet to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

Finding the four big willow trees, Tang Sanfu remembered the practice of Yin Fu and the others, drew gourds in the same way, and came to the two big willow trees to turn around in a circle, and then shouted "Open!"

But there was no movement.

Tang Sanfu felt a little embarrassed, and after trying it twice, it was still like nothing had happened.

It's really embarrassing now, is it a character problem?

After thinking about it carefully, he found the clue, it seemed that two people should circle around the two big willow trees at the same time, so that it seemed to be useful to complete the circle.

It's just that it's getting late at the moment, and I can't find anyone else to help.

After yawning, he may feel a little tired, after all, he has not been idle this day, and it is quite difficult to cut down the giant beast spider.

So as soon as his eyes were closed, he fell asleep in the forest.

The next day, the sky was fine.

After waking up, Tang San thought that he should find someone to circle around the big willow tree with him, and show the fine house.

It's just that who should I ask for help, there are not many people in Xiqi who know this big one.

After thinking about it, Tang Sanfu finally decided to "invite" irrelevant passers-by to help him.

As for his character, the so-called "please" is probably much more rude.

It's not polite, on the street of Xiqi, I saw a middle-aged man walking casually, Tang Sanfu came to the person, and said with a smile: "Fellow, please do me a favor." ”

"No, I'm on my way, you know, time is precious. The middle-aged man stopped, sighed, and smacked his lips, "But if you give a little money." Don't talk about trouble, even if you go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I will not hesitate. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man straightened his chest and looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

This is almost the rhythm of thinking about money and going crazy, Tang San pouted, without saying a word, he took out a stone knife from the dantian and slashed it on the man's neck.

"You're crazy about money. Asking you to help is to look up to you, don't be embarrassed. ”

The middle-aged man who was about to hurry, as soon as he stuck out his tongue, his face changed in an instant, and he said bitterly: "Hero, hero has something to say." How much silver do you want to open your mouth, there are eighty old mothers on the villain......"

"Your routine is too superficial. ”

After complaining, Tang Sanfu grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulders and walked towards the dense forest.

"Heroes, heroes, there is something to say, something to say. Villain, I don't know Tarzan ...... with my eyes."

"If you talk nonsense, I'll cut you. Seeing that the middle-aged man was still asking for mercy, Tang Sanfu scared impatiently.

Obviously, the middle-aged man's courage is not very good, although he complained bitterly in his heart along the way, he didn't even have a word on his lips.

Xu was so frightened by Tang Sanfu that he didn't even dare to let out a fart.

After entering the forest, he came to the four big willow trees, and according to Tang San's instructions, the middle-aged man came to another big willow tree, and Tang Sanfu each circled around a willow tree.

"Open!" After finishing a circle around the willow tree, he heard Tang Sanfu shout.

At the sound of an order, white smoke diffused from the square circle surrounded by four large willow trees, and a courtyard was faintly visible in the smoke.

When the smoke clears, you can see an unusually elaborate decorated courtyard.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

When the middle-aged man saw the sudden appearance of the retreat, he was so frightened that he ran away.

Tang Sanfu didn't care about him, and walked straight into the fine house.

After entering the fine house, Tang Sanfu didn't care about the surprised eyes of others, and directly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Yin Fu, you come out for me." ”

After shouting twice, a young maid came to him.

"May I ask if Your Excellency is Tang San's burial?"

"Are you?" Tang Sanfu looked at the maid again and again, and saw that although her appearance was good, it was much worse than Jiang Mengxuan, Yin Fu, and Pei Qiye, and shook his head slightly at the moment.

"Slave Xiaocui. The maid bowed politely and said, "My princess has an invitation, please come with me." ”

With that, the maid went straight to another courtyard.

Tang Sanfu followed behind her, walked through a long corridor, bypassed a rockery, and came to a wide courtyard.

The courtyard is a bamboo forest, and the center of the bamboo forest is a pavilion.

There is a stone table in the pavilion, on which is a yaoqin, and there is a stone bench on each side of the stone table.

On one of the stone benches sat a slender woman, who was waving her green fingers and plucking the strings.

With the gentle plucking of her white and tender hands, she could hear the melodious sound of the piano jumping out of the pavilion clearly, covering the melodious intertwined birdsong in the courtyard.

It's not beautiful, but it's also sad.