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After Chizunxia and Princess Jincheng converged, they took turns to take care of Diao Xiaosi, while rushing to Jiankang with the sword.

Because Diao Xiaosi's life was hanging by a thread, he could die at any time, and the two did not dare to relax at all, let alone stop for a moment, and they were galloping all the way for fear of being a little late.

Rao is Chizun Xia and Princess Jincheng's cultivation has reached the realm of sitting and illuminating, and his skills are mellow and far better than the first-class masters of the two realms, but he also has to take into account the input of true qi to Diao Xiaosi to continue his heart, even if the iron King Kong is unbearable.

After a long time, the cultivation between the two gradually revealed some differences. Chizunxia's time to take care of Diao Xiaosi became longer and longer, often for four or five hours. Although Princess Jincheng's face was getting worse and worse, she gritted her teeth and competed with Chizun Xia without saying a word.

After nightfall, the two of them collected the sword technique and quietly fell in Jiankang City under the cover of the dark night.

At this time, Jiankang City was no longer the national capital, and the fall of Dachen was a long time ago. But the city is still prosperous, compared with the busy traffic of Chang'an City, it is not much more prosperous, but it is a little less majestic in the north and a little more beautiful in the south of the Yangtze River.

Chizunxia embraced Diao Xiaosi and shuttled through the long and winding alleys in the south of the Yangtze River, and soon came to an antique Taoist temple with green tiles and gray walls.

The gate of this temple is facing a small river, the river is gurgling, the willows by the river are still clinging, there are two red lanterns hanging outside the door, and the plaque on the door is written with three black seal characters of "Total Mingguan" under the light of the dim yellow light.

Princess Jincheng stepped forward and pulled the knocker, and after a while, a smart-looking little Taoist boy came out to open the door. As soon as he saw Diao Xiaosi in Chi Zunxia's arms, he immediately understood what was going on, and said, "Senior Brother Chi, please come in, I'll go and wake up the master." ”

Chizunxia was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Third Uncle drank too much again?"

Xiao Daotong chuckled as if he was rushing into the view, "He is more cute when he is still drunk." ”

Chizunxia followed Xiaodaotong into a secluded courtyard, came to the door and said loudly: "Third uncle, disciple Chizunxia asks to see!"

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Chi, you don't work like this. As he spoke, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked on the door panel.

He didn't know how many times he had kicked the door, and it creaked open. But halfway through the opening, the whole plank fell from the door and slammed into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust from the boss.

Xiao Daotong said with a bitter face: "It's miserable, I have to repair the door for the master tomorrow morning." ”

Princess Jincheng stared into the room, only to see that there were no tables and chairs in the room, no beds, no Taoist gods and goddesses to worship, and not even a futon for meditation, only a pile of opened or unopened wine jars stacked like a hill. This place is like a meditation room for a master from outside the world to enter the world to practice, and it is really a large wine cellar. The night breeze blew the pungent smell of wine, and the strong smell made her brow frown and hold her breath.

Her eyes searched the room for a long time, and finally found a thin and withered black-clothed old man lying high in a pile of wine jars, his face facing in and his back outward, so drunk that he forgot about the world in the dark.

Chizunxia had long been surprised by this, and walked into the house with Diao Xiaosi in his arms, exhaled and shouted: "Third uncle!"

This sound was made by him with Kunlun's peerless "deafening", and it fell on the ears of others, except for the sound was slightly louder, it was not much different from ordinary people. But this voice poured into the ears of the black-clothed old man, but it was like three thunderous explosions, which shook the spiritual platform and shook him in a daze.

"Woo-" The black-clothed old man in his sleep suddenly picked up a wine jar beside him, and without opening his eyes, he shook his hand and smashed it at Chizunxia, scolding: "Get out of the air!"

Princess Jincheng reached out to catch the wine jar, and her delicate body shook slightly, which showed how strong the black-clothed old man's throwing power was.

Chizun Xia scolded and was not angry, and shouted again: "Third uncle!"

"Woo woo-" This time he replied that hundreds of wine jars smashed towards Chizun Xia like a rain of flowers.

Xiaodao Tong was very clever, standing outside the door and didn't come in at all, watching the fire from the other side: "Senior Brother Chi, you have to be careful!"

Princess Qiong of Jincheng snorted coldly, and Changhong flew up like a rain after the Queqiao Immortal, and the smashed wine jar was rolled and wound into a string one by one between the lightning and stone fire, and sent out of the door.

Chizunxia smiled at Princess Jincheng, and once again exclaimed, "Third Uncle!"

This time, the reaction he got was obviously beyond expectations-

"Whoa" The black-clothed old man grabbed an empty wine jar and jumped up in the air and strode towards Chizun Xia, slamming his head and face on top of his head and saying, "I let Nong Niang Xipi's vibration, deafness, hair, deafness-"

Chizunxia glanced at Princess Jincheng, and his body did not move to let the wine jar slam on his head.

The wine jar shattered in response, and the black-clothed old man was full of anger, regardless of it, he grabbed a wine jar and stubble and smashed it on Chizunxia's head.

"Bang bang, bang bang-" smashed twenty wine jars in one go, and the black-clothed old man suddenly stared at the twenty-first wine jar that was about to fall above Chizun Xia's head, glared at him and said, "Why don't you hide?"

Chizunxia shook the porcelain crumbs on his head and replied, "That will only make you more energetic." ”

The black-clothed old man said "phew", glared at Chizun Xia for a long time, and saw that his nephew was always smiling and not angry, and suddenly felt very bored, and suddenly knocked the remaining wine jar on his own head with his backhand, and scolded: "Niang Xipi, the good baby has taught the old things in the empty moon to become elm pimples one by one!"

Princess Jincheng said coldly: "Old madman. ”

The black-clothed old man was not angry but happy when he heard this, "Aha" and said, "Finally, there is a begging to beat!" casually took a wine jar and found that there was still half a jar of good wine that had not been drunk, and quickly changed an empty jar and looked at the princess Jincheng behind Chizunxia.

When he saw clearly that it was a beautiful girl dressed in white who was as bright as snow, she suddenly shouted at Chizun Xia with drunken eyes: "Why didn't you say earlier that there were still people coming!" Quickly lost the wine jar, looked Princess Jincheng up and down with a smile on her face, and said, "Beauty, come into the house and sit." ”

Xiao Daotong stayed outside the house and reminded: "Master, there doesn't seem to be a stool in your house. ”

The black-clothed old man swooped out of the door, and before Chizunxia and Princess Jincheng could react, the figure flashed and grabbed the Taishi chair that he got from nowhere and put it on the ground, flicked his sleeves and wiped it twice, and beckoned: "You sit here, let's have a good chat." Do you want to eat pastry...... Well, the beauty seems to prefer fruit. Apprentice, go to the street and buy two catties of chilled grapes from the Western Regions for your teacher and come back!"

Xiao Daotong yawned Shi Shiran and walked out, God knows if he went to buy grapes or go to sleep.

Chizunxia finally couldn't help but say, "Third Uncle, I'm ......"

The black-clothed old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Stop, don't you see that Poor Dao is busy?" Turning his face, he smiled again and said to Princess Jincheng: "Beauty, can you stay in the temple for a few more days." Poor Dao wants to paint a portrait for you, and burn it into porcelain and collect it into my 'Golden Vase Plum Book'. With your appearance and temperament, you can definitely rank among the top three, and you will be famous for centuries with the golden plum spectrum of the poor road. ”

Chizunxia coughed and said, "Third Senior Uncle, Xiao Si's injuries are 100,000 urgent......

The black-clothed old man didn't look at Diao Xiaosi, who was beaten into a rotten door panel in his hand, and said angrily: "What's the hurry, have you heard of anyone who dares to die in the poor house?"

Princess Jincheng was neither curious nor concerned about the "Golden Vase Plum Spectrum", and said, "Save him, I'll stay and let you paint." ”

The black-clothed old man was overjoyed and said, "A word is a certainty!" Stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner of the wall with dozens of bed-like things, and ordered: "Put this kid on the bed of the poor road." ”

Chizunxia carefully put Diao Xiaosi on the "bed" as he said, and the black-clothed old man walked over with a big grin, suddenly said "Huh" in surprise, his face changed greatly and rushed to the "bed", staring at Diao Xiaosi's face non-stop.

Chizunxia's heart suddenly hung and asked, "Third Uncle, is there any salvation?"

The black-clothed old man was stunned, and muttered to himself: "Niang Xipi, why is it so similar? It doesn't make sense...... There's a story, there's got to be a story here!"

Princess Jincheng vaguely guessed some clues, but did not speak. Chizunxia asked, "Third Senior Uncle, who do you think he looks like?"

The black-clothed old Dao took out a gold-painted porcelain vase as white as jade from his arms, on which was painted a charming and graceful girl with a peerless face standing in the plum blossom bush, and shook it in front of Chizunxia's eyes and said: "Like it, like it?"

Chizunxia finally saw the beauty on the bottle clearly, nodded and said, "It's a little similar." ”

The black-clothed old man scolded: "What kind of eyes, not only are they a little similar, they are simply carved out of a mold!

Chizunxia also had no intention of caring that he would become a "Niang Xipi" as soon as he opened his mouth, and shook his head and said, "The disciple doesn't know. ”

The black-clothed old man said hesitantly: "She is the world's number one beauty and the head of the Demon Gate Star Sect Zhang Lihua who disturbed the two realms of righteousness and demons in the world twenty years ago, causing Yang Guang to attack Da Chen in anger, and Li Yuan turned against him!"

Chizun Xia was taken aback, and then shook his head and said: "There are more than 10 million Li Shu in the world, and it is not surprising that there are occasionally one or two people who look similar. What's more, my little fourth brother was born recklessly, so he shouldn't have a relationship with Zhang Lihua. ”

The black-clothed old man took the golden bottle back into his arms and said, "No, I have to hurry up and save this kid and ask for clarification!" looked at his wounds, and suddenly turned his head and shouted out of the door: "Apprentice, where did you die?"

The little Taoist boy poked his head in from outside the door unhurriedly and said, "Master, I didn't buy the grapes, can I change them for lychees?"

The black-clothed old man grabbed a wine jar and threw it over, scolding: "Hurry up and turn out the full set of housekeeping treasures for the teacher, and I will punish you to go to the old Ma's house next door for three days, no-three months to be a son-in-law!"

Hearing this, Xiaodao Tong was silent, and rushed towards the opposite house like a gust of wind.

Princess Jincheng frowned slightly and said, "You're here to save him?"

The black-clothed old man buried his head in examining Diao Xiaosi's injury, and said in surprise: "Isn't it very good here, there is a bed and wine!"

Before the words fell, he heard a "bang", Chizunxia held the freshly opened wine jar in his hand, and his burly body fell straight down, but it was all the way day and night, and the oil ran out of lights, and at this moment the mood was slightly relaxed, and the whole person fainted involuntarily.

The black-clothed old man was startled, glanced at Chizun Xia, who looked tired and unconscious, and scolded angrily: "Niang Xipi, if you can't drink it, don't spoil my wine." It's damn good, there's another one. ”