Start from Liaozhai to brush the gods and demons alone

Chapter 84

Xiao Jinsong had seen Yan Chixia a long time ago, and if the younger generation didn't take the initiative to say hello, he pretended not to see her.

Hearing Yan Chixia's words, he said in a neutral manner: "Isn't this nephew Yan? Are you teaching the elders of the sect?"

Yan Chixia cupped her hands and saluted, "My nephew doesn't dare, I just want to say a few words of justice when my uncle embarrasses my family."

Xu Ran watched silently, and Yan Chixia called him her uncle one by one, and her words were not very respectful.

It seems that he has a feud with the person surnamed Xiao in front of him, and the water in Jianzong is quite muddy.

"Hmph," Xiao Jinsong snorted, "When did this person become one of our own?"

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Brother Xu's younger sister is the junior sister of my nephew, and Brother Xu is also a disciple of a certain elder. Does the uncle say she is one of my own?"

There are four generations of Jianzong disciples, and the elders in the sect are the second generation disciples, not to mention their own elders, and each of them has profound cultivation and eccentric temper, so he can never afford to offend them.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jinsong couldn't help but look at Xu Ran a few times. How can an elder's disciple be so good at the cultivation base of the third realm?

Unable to avoid doubts, he asked, "Which elder is it?"

Yan Chixia smiled, "I'm waiting for this to go to Jianzong. The elder has orders, so I can't disclose it yet."

Yan Chixia said again: "According to the Daqian Dynasty's agreement in the immortal cultivating world, without conclusive evidence, neither the imperial court nor the Dangmosi have the right to detain practitioners, so it is legal for Brother Xu not to go with you.

If the uncle wants to know the situation, you can just ask him face to face, or ask his elder master. Of course, if you want to take him away forcibly, it will be a battle in the world of cultivating immortals. "

Yan Chixia spread her hands, "You can figure it out?"

Xiao Jinsong blushed, "You..."

"Thank you, Brother Yan," Xu Ran smiled at him, and turned to Xiao Jinsong, "Master Xiao, do you have anything else to ask?"

Being contradicted by the small police in public, and ridiculed by the juniors in the sect, Xiao Jinsong said angrily: "I suspect that you intend to frame Xiao Yang, and who is sitting in your car? Why is it so weird? Everyone got out of the car to be interrogated. "

There were obviously people in the carriage, but he couldn't find out what was going on inside at all, as if it was blocked by some formation or the like.

Xu Ran said: "Your Excellency has already said that he is suspicious, then you can find evidence. As for the people sitting in the car, they are all my family members, so it is inconvenient to see outsiders."

At this time, Lao Wang also jumped out of the car, walked up to Xu Ran with the subduing magic pestle, and said impatiently: "It doesn't make sense at all, and dares to block people in the street based on guesswork. Bandits?"

Xiao Jinsong looked at Lao Wang, but he couldn't see through the cultivation of the person in front of him. If he hadn't been afraid of him before, how could he be so polite to Xu Ran?
Seeing the person in front of him talking, he cupped his hands, then turned around and asked the middle-aged man dressed as a general for instructions.

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward, stared at the subduing magic pestle for a while, and then turned his gaze to Old Wang's face, "What does Abbot Changqing of Changqing Temple have to do with your Excellency?"

The bronze subduing demon pestle is the treasure of the Changqing Temple. There may not be more than three or five people who can hold it in the entire Changqing Temple. How could it be in the hands of this person?

What's more, it's even more strange that he has received precepts on his head, but wears lay clothes and drinks from a big bowl.

Old Wang was startled when he heard this, but pretended to be calm, and asked tentatively, "This lord knows Master Changqing?"

The middle-aged man showed admiration, "I only heard of his name, but I have never had the honor to meet him."

That's good, I shouldn't be able to wear it...

Old Wang felt relieved, "I am Changqing. I was invited by Xu Xiaoyou a few days ago to solve some troubles on Taohua Ridge. Why, my lord suspects that Changqing Temple also has an affair with a demon?"

"How come?" The middle-aged man showed a smile on his face, "Dangmo Si Jiwei, who was born in Immortal Island, is lucky to meet Master."

Although the person in front of him doesn't behave like an eminent monk, his cultivation level is much higher than his own, probably close to the eighth realm, and he also holds the magical artifact of Changqing Temple, Ji Wei is not sure about it.

Since you are not sure, why offend him?

The old Wang put away the magic pestle, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, it's a great honor to meet Master Ji. This place is not far from our temple. When Master Ji is convenient, you might as well have a cup of tea. I just joked just now, please don't blame me. "

Ji Wei hurriedly returned the gift, "Thank you, master, for the invitation. I will definitely bother you after finishing business."

don't bother me...

The old Wang hurriedly said: "The position of abbot of Changqing Temple has been passed on to the apprentice Jianglong. Jianglong is the most hospitable. This is not like the old monk, hehe."

It is enough to get acquainted with the abbot of Changqing Temple, as for which abbot it is, it is not that important, so Ji Wei, who heard the intention of declining, didn't care.

He cupped his hands and said, "Master, please recommend me."

"It's a trivial matter, just go and report my name," Lao Wang smiled slightly, "Now can Xiaoyou Xu and others go far away?"

"Of course it's okay," Ji Wei moved half a step to the side of the road, stretched out his hand and said, "Please come."

Xiao Jinsong wanted to say something else, but seeing Ji Wei's face was gloomy, he had no choice but to back away.

Xu Ran signaled the coachman to go forward, and he walked side by side with Yan Chixia and Old Wang. After walking a few steps, when he passed by the people of Dangmosi, he suddenly heard a nice female voice calling him in a low voice.

Looking sideways, it was Fairy Ling.

She took a step forward with a blushing face, and whispered: "Master Xu, you didn't know the strength of the Wanxi Lake monster, so you told Master Xiao Yang, right? I think it was all a misunderstanding..."

Xu Ran didn't want to listen to her talk. Originally, he had a good impression of her when he helped him speak at the wine table that day, but her words and deeds later completely exposed her thoughts.

Xiao Yang was insulting himself by embarrassing a small policeman from a humble background.

Her kindness and compassion are actually based on a sense of superiority!
He interrupted directly: "Is it a misunderstanding? I'm afraid you can't come to a conclusion. It depends on the meaning of that adult."

"You and I……"

Ling Wushuang, who has always been held in the palm of his classmates and colleagues, has ever been so disrespected by a man?What's more, she still took the initiative to smooth things over for Xu Ran!
He stomped his feet and tried to explain a few words, but found that the handsome Mr. Xu had already ignored her and walked forward.

……

At this time, the sound of breaking through the sky came from the distant sky.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw a fiery red sword light from far to near, as if it was popular, and its speed was at least a master of the sixth realm.

"Master is here!"

Yan Chixia showed joy on her face, and the Golden Crow Sword on her back shot a sword light upwards, greeting in the unique way of Jianzong.

"Oops!"

Xiao Jinsong saw the sword light clearly, and was about to run away immediately, but his superior didn't express his opinion, so he was anxious but didn't dare to leave.

On the long sword in the sky, stood a plump, middle-aged Taoist nun, holding the sword formula with her forehand and flying rapidly. Seeing the light of the sword rising from under her feet, she looked at it with a smile on her face.

She murmured dotingly: "It's Xia'er."

(End of this chapter)