Is the little monk enlightened today?

Lin Yan saw Daoist Mo Xu's strange appearance, slowly approached Gu Yan, and slapped him: "I think it will be sweet to beat you a few times."

"Hiss, you really hurt me now!" Gu Yan ran behind Lao Luo and complained, "Is the person in charge of you treating the sick patient like this?"

Lao Luo turned his head, and immediately made up his mind again.

Gu Yan: ...

"Of course what Xiaoyan does is right! Is it up to me?" Lao Luo consciously praised his sweetheart without blushing at all.

Gu Yan, who was squeezed out, had no choice but to run to the window, but the Taoist priest took the initiative to protect him behind him, looked at the two guardians fiercely, and said, "There are some things... you should stop, after all, he... right? "

Lin Yan and Lao Luo both looked at each other, muttering in their hearts - what's wrong with Taoist Priest today?

"Yes, yes, enough is enough! Learn how others treat friends!" Gu Yan rubbed his back in pain, "The back hurts again, and the front stomach is also uncomfortable."

"Are you OK?"

Daoist Mo Xu kindly wanted to help him, but he seemed to be scrupulous, so he withdrew his outstretched hand.

"The martial arts practitioners can still hold on, but the stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable. Xiaoyan, you and Lao Luo help me bring some food up, don't starve me and I won't feed for a day, the sick need supplement nutrition most."

Gu Yan urged them to go out, but they couldn't really just leave him alone, so they had to go downstairs to run errands again.

In this way, there are only two people left in the room, Dao Chang and Gu Yan.

"There's nothing good in the Western Regions, but this tea is enough to drink. It's refreshing and sweet, and it's really comfortable to drink."

Gu Yan drank a big cup sullenly, then held the teapot and pressed towards the Taoist priest, and said with crooked eyes, "A cup for you?"

"...I'm not thirsty yet."

The Taoist priest 'paji' took a big step to the side, not daring to look him in the eye.

"I was unconscious in the morning. Someone should have changed this clothes for me. The workmanship is really bad, tsk tsk tsk, all the buttons are badly fastened. It seems that I don't do this kind of thing very often."

"Ahem!" Daoist tried his best to calm his emotions, and returned to his usual cool image, and asked, "You...does anyone know?"

The pause in the middle of the words made Gu Yan couldn't help being funny, and asked pretending to be ignorant: "Do you know what? How do I know if you don't tell me? I don't know how to let others know?"

"..."

Daoist Mo Xu seemed to see his expression of trying to pretend to be stupid, and swept away with his whisk, not wanting to argue with him.

"You can't talk about this kind of thing casually with others." Gu Yan sat back on the stool again and looked at him with his face propped up. "Shushan Sect is only my direct descendant. Who will you not give it to me? If you give it to me, naturally There is another kind of identity inheritance, so that I will not become the so-called laughing stock in this world."

"Then...they don't know either?"

"Who? Xiaoyan Laoluo? Is it one alliance and four religions?" Gu Yan suddenly lowered his head slightly, the broken hair on his forehead covered one eye, and the other eye was full of charm: "One alliance and four religions have a tacit understanding with each other. I can't help but decide a lot of things, the Taoist priest understands?"

Such a Gu Yan, with a touch of flirtatiousness in his handsome outline, really makes one's heart flutter.

Daoist Mo Xu hurriedly turned around, opened the window, and breathed quickly.The Gu Yan in front of him caused him, a cultivator, to have other different emotions, and his heart was gradually entangled by unknown things, so that this matter troubled Dao Chang for a long time, and it seemed that he never solved it.

Besides, Afang and the bookmaker in the village had made marks along the road, just waiting for Gu Yan and the others to get rid of the assassins, but after waiting for a day and a night, there was no one in sight, and the corners of Afang's mouth were bubbling. .

The bookmaker lit a fire on his own, and roasted some of the wild game he had caught. The technique was quite skillful, and he also put a jar of salt grains in his iron basket, which was enough to rub on the meat to increase the taste. .

"Don't look, come and eat first."

The bookmaker greeted Afang, who had been watching frequently in front of him, and the anxious person could easily get angry: "My friend's life and death are unknown, and you still..."

As a result, when he ran over and smelled the smell of meat, Afang couldn't care less, and quickly sat next to him and asked, "Do you still have this skill?"

"You can't always find an inn when you're away all year round. You still need to master the proper way to survive in the wild. This is a must-have for bookmakers."

He tore off the fat leg of the roe deer and handed it to A Fang. He hadn't eaten anything serious for almost a day, and anyone who changed it would take a big mouthful. , who will pay the wages?"

"The amount of income is up to us. Sometimes a good legendary record is worth ten thousand dollars."

Afang glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "I look at you like this, and it seems that you can't take out half a tael."

"If you have a rich family, you don't need to carry it with you."

"..."

A Fang was so stunned that he almost lost his fat legs. . .

After a while, he asked again: "It is said that a bookmaker is like an ascetic monk who cultivates. If you come from a wealthy family, why do you need to suffer like this?"

"Aim for what you want, and don't talk about your background." Yiyi turned his head and asked him seriously, "It's like you, do you treat diseases and save lives for the sake of collecting money?"

"Hey, I'm going to be a miracle doctor, so it's vulgar to talk about money!"

"The same reason."

She shrugged her shoulders and looked at him, her eyes glowed uniquely on her dark face.

"Cough, cough, cough." A Fang unconsciously turned around and continued to eat another fat roe deer leg, talking to himself for a while: "I'm afraid Gu Yan is lost? I must use this matter to make a good use of it later. Smile at him!"

"Get a good night's sleep tonight, and we'll discuss how to do it tomorrow."

A Fang glanced back at his side face, chewing the meat a little faster.

Outside the single pavilion, a woman in red hurriedly came, with tears in her eyes, but her mouth was still fierce, clamoring to find someone, but the guards guarding the gate made trouble, so they had to raise a knife and scold her to leave quickly.

"I'm looking for someone! Let me in!"

In desperation, the woman was forced to fight with the guards. This is a big deal in Shandu. The rules clearly stated that they should not resist all the power of the capital officials, let alone fight with the guards of the main city of Shandu. This movement attracted a group of officers and soldiers who were patrolling in the distance, and they were about to be arrested for the crime of wantonly disturbing the people's morals. Even though this woman's martial arts skills are extraordinary, she still couldn't match the number of opponents, and she was quickly arrested , if someone in Shange had not heard the noise, the woman in red would have been taken away long ago.

And when she saw You Fan in the crowd, she struggled out recklessly, grabbed his arm, and begged him in a crying voice: "You, hurry up and save my brother."

"Your brother?" You Fan finally realized, isn't she Hu Yanhao's younger sister?

Yu Gui didn't know her identity, so he grabbed his little monk back, and said with unkind eyes, "Where did this crazy woman come from?"

"Zijin, she is Hu Yanhao's younger sister, I met him once in the tavern that day."

After thinking about it, Yu Gui figured out where he had seen her before, and still asked displeasedly, "What's the matter here?"

Now Huyan Yu'er couldn't say it out loud, maybe it was because there were too many guards around, and she only knew You Fan, so she unconsciously leaned beside him, asking if she could talk in another place.

Everyone only saw the girl's continuous temptation on the verge of danger, didn't you see the expression on the face of the leader who wanted to kill someone!Hunyuan Shuique has never had eyes!

After a lot of tossing, she finally explained the whole story to You Fan.

"Last time when he got ahead in the temple, he beat up a madman. That man's family was a big family in Katou. When he was sent to the capital officer, he injured the capital officer with a knife because of wanton disturbance. He was already executed on the spot. But His family was not happy with it, they kept making noises, and this morning they called a group of people to arrest my brother, saying that... they wanted him to pay for his life."

Regardless of the little girl's pungent personality, she would be in a mess without her brother's protection when encountering major events.

"But, you have to ask your government to take care of this matter. We are from the Central Plains. How can we intervene?"

"That's right, why did you come to us?"

"If you're looking for it, you should be looking for your Shandu friends!"

Seeing that everyone was ignoring them, Huyan Yuer burst into tears immediately, and begged You Fan again, although they all grew up in Shan, but most of them are poor friends, how can they have the ability to fight against the big family?The reason for wanting You Fan to go, on the one hand, is that they have peerless martial arts, and they are able to protect themselves even if they have to fight, and on the other hand, when her brother was dealing with that madman, he happened to be there, so he could go and fight with him. The capital official made it clear so that those relatives could understand what happened, and who was wrong and who was right would be clear at once.

"It's fine, you can take us there, it's okay to do personal certificates or something."

You Fan pushed her hand away, and whispered into Yu Gui's ear: "We can't let Hu Yanhao suffer such a crime for nothing."

"But you're still hurt."

"It's all right now."

Some people wanted to persuade the new leader, but were suppressed by Yu Gui's words.

"I will go with you."

"Naturally, only with you here can I take good care of me."

"..."

Today's dog food is not only sour in fragrance, but also sweet in sourness!

Not long after they left, Du Yuxie was cooking soup for others, when suddenly a sharp dart was shot from the direction of the stove, with a short creed on it, but he was all too familiar with it.He didn't care about the medicine on the pot, and hurried out of the single pavilion with his sword in hand.

Until the medicine was burnt, Xuan Jing smelled the smell and rushed over, only to see that the stove was already on fire, and a note was left on the ground——If you want to see the senior brother, please make an appointment with Fengqiao.

Du Yuxie disappeared even with his sword, which meant that he had just left for the appointment.Looking at the handwriting of the note, the strokes flowed smoothly. It is definitely not something that can be written in the Western Regions. It is more like the calligraphy of the Central Plains. It should be written by Feng Xuanzi himself. Otherwise, Du Yuxie would not have run out without saying a word.

The days of head-on confrontation with the 72 sect were gradually progressing. In order to prevent him from having an accident, Xuan Jing still told the others that if he hadn't returned before Ye Qian, he must go to Fengqiao for help.