The old man did not answer Chen Qingniu's question, but turned his head to look at the burly woman with interest, and said in amazement: "Majestic and silent, as tall as a mountain, and superior in martial arts!

Xie Shiji was indifferent, with a strong fighting spirit, just waiting for Chen Qingniu to nod.

Chen Qingniu smiled and asked: "Mr. Gao, this is not very particular, right? It is said that the rivers and lakes will only draw their swords when they disagree, let's not talk about seeing each other late, right, it can be regarded as a very happy conversation, why should Mr. live and die against each other?"

Chen Qingniu, who was left aside, smiled, it doesn't matter if you don't praise me, it's the same to praise Xie Shiji.

He motioned to Xie Shiji to withdraw the half of the spear with his eyes, and continued to ask, "Old Mr. Gao, did your old man give an explanation?"

Gao Linlian slowly put away his chopsticks, gently rested on the table, sat upright, looked solemn, and asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask you, but you are my Vermilion Bird Tianhuang noble, and you act like a white dragon fish suit?"

Chen Qingniu was confused when he heard this, and he was in a bad mood for inexplicably stabbing someone, and his tone was a little solemn, "Old man, you have something to say." ”

Gao Linlian frowned and was silent.

At this moment, the old man is like a statue of a sage who accompanies him in the temple, thinking about the great cause of the thousand years year after year, which is particularly solemn.

Chen Qingniu also subconsciously frowned.

Since he inexplicably became a guest of the Guanyin Sect, Chen Qingniu has not been so in awe of anyone for a long time, even if he confronts the Prime Minister Sect and the demons, he is still a little condescending.

Gao Linlian stood up with a straight face, and said in a stiff tone, "Whether you are the dragon son and grandson of the Zhu family, or the only seedling of the Song family, or the descendant of the great sect with a background to the sky, in my Liangzhou territory, no one is allowed to do anything wrong here, and the lives of the people are like mustard!"

Chen Qingniu laughed angrily: "The old gentleman is just for this, tracking all the way to this Shanghu Lake, not hesitating to risk ruining his reputation, but also to climb the Qinglou and monitor me, an outsider of unknown origin, nearby?"

Gao Lin Lian left straight away, and when he crossed the threshold, he paused slightly, "Young man, don't give me a chance to really use my sword!"

Without waiting for Xie Shiji to make a move, Chen Qingniu, who had a good heart, waved his hand and did not allow her to chase and kill.

Chen Qingniu looked around, unremarkable, gave up the plan to talk from Qingling's mouth, and didn't think about staying in place to clean up the mess, Gao Linlian's poor and sour old Confucian feet were oiled, Chen Qingniu didn't have the bodhisattva heart to take the blame for others, and the Red Mansion went to the Liangwang Mansion to collect debts if he had the ability.

He and Xie Shiji shot towards the flower boat where the young Bai Jiao was, and it was instantaneous.

Inside the house, Bai Jiao seemed to have fallen into the immortal spell that drew the ground as a prison, so he obediently stayed in place, sitting quietly, his head resting on the table, a little bored.

Her slender back is like a plum branch full of snow.

Chen Qingniu slowed down and sat beside her, she got up in a hurry, leaned back slightly, and stood timidly.

Obviously, Xiao Baijiao was very afraid of this young immortal.

Chen Qingniu didn't care about this and asked, "Have you ever heard of Gao Linlian in the Liangwang Mansion, an old scholar?"

Bai Jiao shook his head blankly.

Chen Qingniu snorted and fell into deep thought.

At the Shanghu ferry, the elderly Confucian looked back, his fingers in his sleeves pinched, the breeze was slow, and the cuffs were blown by the wind and hunted.

Then, almost at the same time, Chen Qingniu and Gao Linlian looked up to the north in unison, it was the Liangwang Mansion.

Deep in the courtyard of the mansion, there is a thin old Taoist sitting at the table, an oil lamp, the light is flickering, the old Taoist is dusting with one hand, and the palm of the other hand is spread out in front of him, looking down carefully.

The fine Ge Taoist robe worn by the old Taoist is different from the style of Longhu Mountain in the ancestral court of Taoism in the world, and it is like a little Taoist boy who has just entered the Taoist gate, with a flat crown and yellow curtain, which is extremely simple, compared with the yellow and purple nobles of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it can be said that it is different from the immortals.

But such a sloppy old Taoist priest was one of the two most feared by Chen Qingniu when he first ascended the Liangwang Mansion, when this Taoist deliberately leaked his cultivation weather, and successfully beheaded the three corpses, not to mention, he also refined the three Yuan Shen, entrenched in the sea of qi, and a Taoist method, it was bound to be supernatural.

This is a land fairy who is sure to be true!

Just by virtue of that perfect and flawless Yang Gangqi, even if the old Taoist is in a place of the yin of the world such as a mass grave, he does not need any magic weapon to protect the body and the blessing of secret techniques, not only can he not invade all evils, but for the wandering ghosts who are most afraid of the sun, although it is late at night, the old Taoist is still like a round of scorching sun hanging in the sky.

The old man who was caught smiled casually, and was not annoyed, but just bent his fingers into fists and scraped off the strange vermilion threads in his palms with his fingertips.

According to legend, the true person can smear the palm of his hand with secret oil or gold juice vermilion lacquer, and everything is seen in the palm of his hand.

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This episode is like ripples in Shanghu Lake, when the wind blows, it rises, and when the wind passes, it disappears.

Chen Qingniu let go of his worries and suddenly asked, "That white ape is your henchman and maidservant?"

Bai Jiao smiled and said innocently: "I don't know." ”

Probably thinking that this answer was easy to provoke "murder", she hurriedly added, "I just saved her life,"

Fighting rice to raise grace, and raising rice to raise hatred. People are unpredictable, not to mention the Qinglou, which is the most dirty place.

Chen Qingniu pointed straight to the point and asked, "Does she know your true identity?"

Bai Jiao nodded, "When I rescued her, I didn't use a false appearance, but used Zhengzun, but at that time, if I wanted to, I could already maintain a half-human body." ”

Chen Qingniu smiled: "The head of the human body?"

Bai Jiao revealed a trace of shame for the first time, "The process of my transformation into a human being, contrary to my mother's mother, starts from the end ......"

Chen Qingniu stretched out his hand to support his forehead, not daring to imagine the miserable picture at all, "Stop! ”

After a moment of silence, Bai Jiao casually talked about the white ape's life experience.

It turned out that she was a poor fisherman's daughter on Shanghu, her father died of illness early, and her mother, who was originally beautiful, was born weak and unable to continue, so she had to secretly run a leather and meat business under the guise of supporting a boat ferry, just like a private prostitute kiln on the shore.

At this time, the young white ape would huddle on the bow deck with his head in his hands, cover his ears, and look at the lake in a daze. Later, the drunken man who was doing her mother's business coveted the ten-year-old white ape, but her mother struggled to resist like crazy, and was punched in the heart by a man who did not know the severity of the shot, and the poor woman, who was already haggard, could not come up in one breath and died. After the man woke up, he didn't do two endlessly, and grabbed the girl's hands with a chicken cub in his big hand, and pressed on the body, but the ragged girl struggled to the death, and actually opened his mouth to bite off half of his ears, and under the stinging and angry, the man was murderous again, and threw the white ape into the lake without saying, seeing that he was swimming, he first slapped it with a penny, injured a thigh of the girl, to prevent escape, and then slowly slapped the girl's body and head with a penny, and the man was happy to laugh loudly.

If Bai Jiao happened to pass by and saved her casually, the poor girl would have been tortured and killed.

At that time, the drunken man was held down on the head by a paw of a white Jiao several feet long, and the watermelon burst like a burst, and he was killed on the spot.

Bai Jiao shook his paws, threw the corpse into the lake, glanced at the girl coldly, lost interest, and jumped into the water again.

At this time, Bai Jiao spoke lightly, and the immortal monks who listened to the story were not so indignant, not even the slightest mood swing.

So much so that even Bai Jiao, who has had a little contact with the world, feels that the young devil in front of him is really hard-hearted.

She gradually lost her interest in small talk, and kept silent.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Chen Qingniu got up and left.

When he and Xie Shiji walked to the door, Bai Jiao, who was relieved, muttered in a low voice, "No wonder my mother said that the immortal family is ruthless." ”

She saw that the ruthless young immortal family actually stopped, and hurriedly made amends, "The immortal family is ruthless, Fang is right!"

Chen Qingniu smiled and continued to move forward.

Xie Shiji turned his head expressionlessly.

scared the young Baijiao so much that he wanted to move.