The swearing of the villain in the yellow robe was as if he couldn't hear it, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, meditating and meditating.

When Long Sheyue crossed the threshold and walked into the Zushi Hall, the middle-aged man opened his eyelids and glanced at her, but he didn't speak.

On the contrary, when the little man in yellow robe saw Long Sheyue coming, he quickly jumped up from the altar, lowered his head and patted the dust on his body, then jumped directly to Long Sheyue's shoulder, and shouted: "Xiao Yueyue is here, why do you think of coming to the cool view today? Sit down, don't be polite, let Erdan and the others come over with wild fruits from the mountains, and drink tea? The herbal tea tip that just stood out is very refreshing..."

The words fell.

The yellow robe put his hands in the cuffs, and two pairs of bird-like feet stretched forward, just sitting on Long Sheyue's shoulder. The yellow robe said, secretly glanced at the sloppy man and continued to complain miserably: "Hey... I've lived one day and a day. I really don't know when I go out, I'll be beaten to death by someone. Then there's not even a person who gives me a head to collect the body. Xiao Yueyue, sit down quickly. If I wait until the day I'm gone, you won't have this treatment in this cool view."

The yellow-robed villain is a rare beast and is born close to Long Xieyue. So every time she comes, the yellow-robed villain will secretly stuff some cool gadgets for her.

Sometimes it is new tea and wild fruit, and sometimes it is a cool talisman.

At this time, the sloppy man's hand that was meditating and sealed suddenly released, and waved his sleeves to the door. The yellow-robed villain's whole body became stiff, and his small body slowly rose from Long Xieyue's shoulders, floated out of the ancestor's hall, and came to the top of a three-legged tripod in the courtyard.

The yellow-robed villain cursed and said, "Li Erlu! Don't go too far! If you throw me into the tripod, I will... ulu..."

Before the yellow-robed villain finished speaking, the middle-aged man named Li Erlu was a child by the yellow-robed villain, and decisively threw it into the tripod, saving it from continuing to make noise.

Long Xieyue chuckled slightly, not caring about the "fight" between the sloppy man and the villain in yellow robe.

The real body of a villain in the yellow robe is a strange beast that is suffocating among the mountains and seas. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been beaten to death with the ability. However, it is rare for someone to beat Xiao Huang to such a bruised nose and swollen face.

The sloppy man stretched his waist, as if he knew what Long Sheyue was curious about, so he explained: "It's a He Bo, an old antique, and he is the same as Xiao Huang, but his strength is not bad. He is overlord. He doesn't know what kind of wind that He Bo is sucking. He ran to the bottom of the sea to suppress the ground and then left. He was so desperate. When he left, he happened to be caught by Xiao Huang. You didn't know Xiao Huang's virtue of being dying. He went up and greeted the family tree, and you also saw the rest."

Long Sheyue was giggled when she heard this, glanced at the little guy who was struggling to lie on the edge of the tripod and struggling to push out, shook his head, suppressed his smile, and said, "This time I came to Qingliang Temple not to reminisce about the past, but mainly because something big happened. I'll tell you."

The man stood up and patted his butt, and smiled and said, "If you don't have anything to do, don't talk about it. But if it's related to the foundation, don't talk about it. There are many people who are willing to die in order to contain foreign objects. To be honest, they still respect them very much, but after all, the concepts are not in line, so you must avoid suspicion."

Long Xieyue nodded, then took out a piece of yellow-brown tentacle from his pocket, which was still twisting, and handed it to the man, saying, "This is what I discovered in an ancient ruin. I have already told the night watchmen, star officials, etc. that this time the school organized a team building and came to Qingliang Mountain along the way, so I came here to talk to you."

The sloppy man glanced at the yellow-brown tentacles, looked calm, and said in his mouth: "Extraterritory Demon? However, the name of extraterritory Demon is only used by our Taoist sect. You all call these games what external gods should be called, old gods, right? You should go to the foundation for this matter, they must be very interested."

Long Xieyue nodded with a serious expression. At this moment, a young man carried a large piece of chopping wood on his shoulder and ran to the Zushi Hall from the outer courtyard. He threw the chopping wood directly into the Zushi Hall, shouting: "I don't do this job of Qingliang Town Spirit Guardians. I will go to whoever I love, and I will never die anyway!"

A large piece of chopping wood was thrown on the ground, and it was the wooden sign engraved with Xiyan's natural nature.

The sloppy man was not angry when he saw this, but instead shook his sleeves and looked at the young man and said, "Sure, let me leave the matter of the cool spiritual guardian to your junior brother. You can follow that little girl down the mountain later."

When Long Sheyue heard this, he thoughtfully lit up the young Taoist priest who was in a cool view and the shopkeeper of the wonton shop.

The meaning of the sloppy man, Long Xieyue understands that since there is a revival of the demons from the outside world, Qingliang Temple is no matter how leisurely it is, and naturally, I would like to express that there is a disciple who can carry the burden down the mountain to kill demons and subdue demons.

And this disciple is probably the one in front of him.

The young Taoist priest just poured himself a cup of tea. After drinking half of the drink, he sprayed the man with tea on his face. He himself was choked by the tea and coughed repeatedly: "Cough cough, old kid, I just said that I would not be a spirit guard, so you are going to drive me down the mountain? Okay, wait, I will delete all the learning materials in your computer when I look back, let's burn both of us!"

The sloppy man touched his face and suddenly stepped forward. He threw the young Taoist priest to the ground with a fall over his shoulder. His old face turned red and he said angrily: "Good boy, let's reveal his master's fault, right? Well, I don't want this old face today. I'll accompany you to the end! Come on, I'll take the disciple, and eat the master's iron fist of love!!"

Then the master and apprentice fought together, just like a street hooligan fighting. For a moment, all the Taoist character and immortal posture were gone.

Long Sheyue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and turned her head and didn't want to see this messy scene.

In the tripod, the little man in the yellow robe looked at the scene in front of him. He used his head to hit the edge of the tripod, muttering as if he was shameless: "This man was thrown to his grandma's house, and he would be counted if he dies!"

After fighting for more than ten minutes, the two masters and apprentices, who were like live treasures, stopped. They were both in disheveled clothes and had their noses and swollen faces sitting in the ancestor's hall. Each of them was holding a cup of hot tea, and they were still praising each other's skills in punching and kicking each other.

Then Long Sheyue interrupted and explained to the young Taoist priest why he went down the mountain. The young Taoist priest named Wangshi realized it, and then he tried to speak to his master and made a sound like a hetui!

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Night falls.

Qingliang Mountain, mountainside hotel.

The Meow Router Group slept like a pig on the bed. Fang Ping'an turned his back to Song Tixing, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes and dared not sleep.

He turned his back to Song Tixing, and he always felt a cool breeze on his butt.

But it is not easy to turn around, and it will be even more embarrassing to face each other.

Pick.

A sound of getting up and lifting the quilt suddenly sounded, and then the sound of slippers falling to the ground. Fang Ping'an's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his heart was raised to his throat.
Chapter completed!