On the road from Dali to Miaojiang, a carriage was extremely fast, and even the emperor's twelve horse-drawn carriages could not match its speed. www.biquge.info Of course, it is not normal for a carriage to have such a speed, and if you look closely, there is a faint flash of golden light under the feet of each horse.

Inside the car, a red-haired man and a group of people were healing Nangong Wufu's injuries.

The Taoist looked at the more and more weak Wu Confused, sighed helplessly and shook his head. In this case, no confusion will not be able to hold Miao Jiang, but he pinched his fingers, but frowned suspiciously, and only listened to him muttering to himself.

"It's weird, why can't he count his life, what is it that interferes with my divination?"

At the same time, Gu Nancheng also collected his strength and slowly opened his eyes.

"Old Dao, what are you talking to yourself?"

"Heaven must not be divulged. The Taoist smiled mysteriously and didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart that if he let the old ghost know that he couldn't calculate this kid's life, he would definitely have to make fun of himself, and he must not tell him!

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost. This kid can't live, it seems that this is also his fate, bury him, don't die and pull my car to get a little bad luck!"

The Taoists who were watching from the sidelines could see that they would die if they were not confused, not to mention Gu Nancheng, who had personally healed his wounds, whether they could hold out to Miao Jiang or not, he naturally knew it. It's not that he doesn't save, it's not that he does this for no reason, and it's also benevolent and righteous, and there is no need for a mortal person to continue to waste.

"Okay, then let's bury it. ”

The Taoist did not object, and he thought that he was also a Taoist, and he was not a relative of the Taoist, and the two of them had also worked hard, and even the elixir they refined by themselves could not save this kid's life. Although I really want to see Gu Nancheng bleed, it seems that a Taoist is unreasonable to insist on a person who is going to die, but it is reasonable to raise Gu Nancheng for fear of bad luck.

"Torture, find a forest ahead and park!"

Since the Daoist did not object, Gu Nancheng shouted loudly. After all, this person was saved, so naturally he couldn't throw his body into the wilderness, no matter how he buried it, it was good to let the family settle in the ground.

The torturer replied, this place has entered the territory of Dali, Dali is already mountainous, watery, wooded, woods are not everywhere? But after a while, the carriage slowly stopped.

"Old Dao, do you want to give this kid a feng shui?"

As soon as the car stopped, the two adults stepped out of the carriage one after another and looked at the lush forest. Gu Nancheng asked with a smile, as a foreigner, Gu Nancheng didn't believe in Zhao Guo's Taoism or feng shui or anything, and always liked to ridicule Taoists.

The two of them talked and laughed easily under the car, but they suffered from the young torture, eight or nine years old is the age of play, but they have to work hard for these two old men every day. Although the torturer is strong, he is a child after all, and Wu Fu is an adult, I saw him carrying Wu Fu with great effort, his little face was red and red, but the two adults turned a blind eye.

"Master, my life is really miserable, I shouldn't have saved this dead man in the first place...... If you move the dead, you have to dig a pit, alas...... God, in the next life, you will let me be reincarnated as a dog of a rich family......" Xing'er was angry in his heart, obviously these two people could easily move down without confusion, but let him do it as a child.

"Torture, what are you muttering again!" Gu Nancheng's cultivation is unfathomable, and the child can't speak well with the volume of his voice, so naturally it is difficult to escape Gu Nancheng's ears.

"Huh, Daddy...... I didn't say anything!" Xing'er was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, every time he muttered, he would be heard nine times out of ten, but he always couldn't help but like to mumble.

"Hmph, are you deaf to me?! Originally, I didn't plan for you to do this digging hole, but since you want to do it, I'll leave it to you. ”

As soon as he heard this, the heart of the torturer died. However, Gu Nancheng said that he didn't plan to let him dig a pit, and he absolutely didn't believe it, although this old ghost can dig a pit with a deep internal force, but the experience over the years tells him that the old ghost just likes to torture himself.

The Taoist and Gu Nancheng found a shady place, and they didn't know where to get the tea set, so they actually sat under the tree and drank tea!

Tea ceremony is an extremely elaborate science, I saw Gu Nancheng washing tea and making tea utensils, and it took a long time to pour tea. The two were silent, holding the tea set and slowly turning it to savor the aroma of the tea, and then slowly picked up the tea to taste.

"Old Dao, do you say that there are still immortals today?"

Xing'er was tired and sweating, but these two adults were leisurely, and it was naturally boring to just drink tea and not talk, so Gu Nancheng found something to talk about.

"Hehe, of course there is, aren't you?"

The Taoist took a sip of tea and said lightly, it was obvious that Gu Nancheng's topic was not as attractive as this tea. It's no wonder that he, a poor Taoist priest who travels all over the world, can drink such good tea on weekdays? Although he is with Gu Nancheng, this old ghost who picks the door doesn't always come up with good tea, so how can he give up this rare opportunity?

Hearing this, Gu Nancheng paused slightly, and then laughed.

"Old Dao, you are talking nonsense again, although I have made breakthroughs over the years, it is only the realm of the Great Perfection, why is it immortal?"

The Taoist took a sip of tea and poured another cup, smiling without saying a word.

"Dad, dig it up!"

The panting torturer came over panting, he was already thirsty and looking forward to being rewarded by his father for tea after digging early, even if it was not tea, he was content with saliva. With this in mind, Xing'er turned his thoughts into motivation, and soon dug a pit that was just enough to bury a person.

Xing'er stood aside with his eyes blank, looking at the clear tea and swallowing foam, in fact, he didn't have any water in his mouth to swallow, he just made a swallowing motion. However, Xing'er thought about beauty, but Gu Nancheng was not so kind.

Glancing at the pit dug by Xing'er, Wu Wei was lying on the side and was on the verge of death, Gu Nancheng's gaze turned back to Xing'er's body, and his gaze instantly became stern.

"Do you still need me to talk about this kind of thing?

Xing'er was about to cry, and secretly thought in his heart that he might as well give me a drink? But thinking like this in his heart, he didn't dare to really say it, and when he thought that he would be cleaned up again if he didn't listen to Gu Nancheng's words, Xing'er forcibly cheered up and hugged his fists.

"The child obeys!" Then the poor torturer dragged his tired body to move the heavy body of Wu Confused.

Looking at the torturer, the Taoist also felt pity and felt that the torturer was quite pitiful.

"Old ghost, why are you so harsh on the torture? He's just a child. ”

Gu Nancheng glanced at the Daoist, snorted in his nose, and smiled coldly.

"Then give him your pot of tea. ”

Not far away, the torturer who was buried without confusion could prick up his ears and listen carefully, and at this time, he was excited in his heart, and secretly thought that he would finally have the opportunity to drink tea! As long as he could lick it, this life would be worth it.

However, when the Taoist heard that he wanted to give himself the tea, and then smelled the fragrance of the tea, it was rare for him to drink such a high-quality tea, and after hesitation, the Taoist was still reluctant to tea. But the conversation was started by himself, so he had to give an explanation, right? I saw the Taoist's eyes roll, and then he said.

"Children should exercise more, eat hard, and become a master, think I was much more bitter than him when I was a child, and now children, alas, are all happy!"

At this time, Xing'er's heart was crazy, and he had already greeted the ancestors of the Taoists, and every time these adults talked about their childhood, they were worse than the other, and each was more bitter than the other, and the result was not that one was more unproductive than the other!

"It's small...... Just talk about it, don't practice fake tricks...... Speaking of which, one is more ...... than the other."

After thinking too much in his heart, Xing'er couldn't help muttering again, but this time Gu Nancheng pretended not to hear it, and just smiled and drank tea. And the Taoist was very thick-skinned, Gu Nancheng pretended not to hear, and he was also deaf and dumb and continued to drink tea contentmently.

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"Daddy...... Bury...... Buried ......"

After a long while, Xing'er finally buried Wu Chao, and a simple small grave bag did not even have a monument. I can't imagine that the dignified generation of Tianjiao died so simply, except for these three people who met in Pingshui, no one even knew that he was buried here!