As soon as the little old man stretched out his hand, he made a gesture to Zhang Qingxuan, although it was very simple, and the little old man didn't say anything, but Zhang Qingxuan still understood what he meant, okay, I'll just wait outside, who made you always an uncle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Qingxuan waited obediently outside, the little old man "warned" Zhang Qingxuan, and didn't care whether he understood or not, turned around and entered the small temple, this time he didn't pause, but closed the door after entering.

Zhang Qingxuan was a little disappointed, he also thought that if the little old man hadn't closed the door, he would still be able to take a look at what was in this small temple.

Look at the little old man's appearance of guarding himself and not letting himself in, it seems to be something good.

However, looking at his previous performance, this small temple is obviously not valued by him, and there is no sense of solemnity towards the ancestral hall of the ancestor at all, as if there are no good things in it.

Zhang Qingxuan tilted his head and looked around, hoping that he could find an angle to see what was in the small temple, and this curiosity was no less than the "tiles" in the ancestral hall of the patriarch.

In fact, he didn't know that inside the small temple, the little old man Venerable Aoki was snickering, and there was nothing important in the temple as Zhang Qingxuan thought.

The furnishings here are not the same as the ancestral hall, but there is also an offering table, but there is only one tablet of Zhenwu Tianjun on it, and there are bookshelves in other places, which almost occupies the space, which is why Zhang Qingxuan looked at the darkness inside.

These shelves are full of all kinds of books, large tomes, small tomes, hardcovers, almost everything, the only thing that seems a little bad is that these books are a little messy.

At this time, the little old man suffered deeply, he came here to find a book for Zhang Qingxuan to read, and then he found that he couldn't find where the book was, so he could only explore the past by bookshelf.

Looking at it this way, he is also very hard-working, if Zhang Qingxuan is allowed to come in together, at least one more person will find him out, and now Zhang Qingxuan is watching from the outside relaxedly.

But Venerable Aoki didn't feel this at all, he was still very happy about the current situation in his heart, so he let the lucky boy wait outside to get better, and he definitely couldn't let him in.

It seems that he is a little "old and confused", and he doesn't feel that he is helping Zhang Qingxuan at all, but is excited that he has taught a good luck boy.

Zhang Qingxuan was entangled outside, he didn't know that Venerable Aoki was working as a "coolie" inside, and he thought that the little old man was "eating and drinking spicy" inside, and he was drying himself outside.

He felt that he was very miserable now, and although it seemed that he was the one who had the best luck and that he was the one who got the benefits, it seemed that this was not the case at all.

The two old men are more arrogant than the other, and the people in the ancestral hall "take their own benefits", not only do they not give themselves the opportunity to get in touch, but they don't even have an explanation of the "tiles", which is infuriating!

And now this is not too much, in vain he still thinks that this little old man is a good person, here he began to shake himself, even put his own pigeons, really angry!

However, it's still that sentence, but it's useless to be angry, he has no way to take these two old men, both of them are elders, and it's interesting enough for himself, and if he is willful, he only has to coax.

Zhang Qingxuan still only had to wait depressedly, and secretly cheered himself up in his heart, anyway, he was the one who got the benefits in the end, so he didn't care about the details, so that the two "old goods" would be proud for a while.

Thinking about it, Zhang Qingxuan's heart is much more comfortable, it's really like this, and he has such a tall qualification, he is destined to stand on the top of the stars in the future, don't care about these subsections, he lost his identity in vain.

Zhang Qingxuan's thoughts were flying, and he was getting up lewdly, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, and he creaked-he raised his head, frowning a little, just about to blow up the earth, and then he was pulled back, unhappy.

However, when he saw the little old man's face, he immediately changed into a smiling face, rubbed his hands, and flattered the great venerable, "What are you looking for, do you want the younger generation to do it for you, the kid has strength." ”

While talking, as if he didn't think it was convincing enough, Zhang Qingxuan also rolled up his sleeves, bent his arms, and made a powerful movement, how funny and funny it was.

Obviously, his goal was achieved, and the little old man was directly amused by him, and he no longer looked like he had a straight face, which made Zhang Qingxuan breathe a sigh of relief.

His words have two purposes, one is the most important - to please Venerable Aoki, which seems to have been achieved now, and the other is to find out the information of this small temple, which is regarded as a grass and a rabbit, and he doesn't have to care if he doesn't succeed.

His second purpose, the little old man obviously saw it, after laughing, he turned white like Zhang Qingxuan, and pointed at Zhang Qingxuan twice, "You little slippery head, flamboyant." ”

Angrily threw the book in his hand to Zhang Qingxuan, and the little old man continued, "How can you hide from me, you little slippery head, you won't lose your appetite, go read it yourself." ”

Zhang Qingxuan carefully and "embarrassed" took the book thrown by the little old man, and then was overjoyed when he heard his words, and secretly said in his heart, sure enough, if you don't wear thousands of sycophants, you still have a future for "gluttony".

Hurriedly thanked Venerable Aoki, Zhang Qingxuan didn't bother to look at the books in his hand, and ran straight to the small temple in front of him, he must see what was inside, just take a look, just take a look.

Zhang Qingxuan thought in his heart, looking forward to what good things would be inside, just like facing a treasure, even if it may be garbage, it can't resist the enthusiasm of the "treasure hunter" Zhang Qingxuan.

waited for Zhang Qingxuan to trot into the small temple for a while. Then after adapting to the light and seeing what was inside, Zhang Qingxuan almost fell to the ground at once, this is a pit father.

However, Zhang Qingxuan has not completely given up hope, he still hopes to be able to "treat", after all, it is just a room of books, and it is very likely that some kind of magic cheats and the like, with the "low-key" of Wudang Patriarch, it is definitely done.

Think about it, a room full of magic cheats, this is completely the rhythm of making a fortune, Zhang Qingxuan felt that he was going to secrete a lot of saliva, so he quickly closed his mouth.

With the book in his hand still on the side, Zhang Qingxuan couldn't wait to flip through the bookshelves in the temple, this look directly hit him clearly, not at all like what he thought, what are these things, spicy eyes.

A bookshelves full of more than two meters high, Zhang Qingxuan flipped through from above to below, what geography and astronomy, astrology, medical divination, gossip magazines, and even small yellow books are there, the only thing that is not there is a martial arts cheats, not even a big road goods!

Zhang Qingxuan looked at a lot of "spicy-eyed" things, and felt that his whole person was not good, and he had a feeling that he had no love, God, come and accept this old goods that are "disrespectful to the old".