Daoist has facial paralysis

The dragon's roar became louder and louder, and the fishy smell from the mouth of the well had already drifted outside. Even Zhou Yibei noticed something strange, "Master... what's there?"

"Dragon Corpse..." The Southwest Taoist priest slowly spit out two words, Zhou Yibei's eyes jumped, dragon?corpse?His obsession with Taoism rushed to his mind again, "Master, I want to..."

"It's time to rest, let's find a place to live first," said the Southwest priest, looking back at the temple.

Zhou Yibei hesitated for a moment, nodded, and followed Dongxinan to find a hotel to live in.

midnight

Under the Suolong Well, there is a huge open space, with a knee-high layer of well water on the ground.

The Taoist priest and the dragon corpse confronted each other for three hours

"Boom..." The black-haired dragon corpse was smashed to the ground for the third time.

"Keep your head down!" Daoist Southwest stepped on the slightly raised head of the black dragon corpse, "It's not February [-], why are you raising your head!"

"Woooo..." The dragon corpse, which was still alive a few hours ago, lay upright in the water without dignity and whimpered softly twice. Didn't I already tell you to shut up?"

The dragon corpse twitched, and tightly shut its mouth, not daring to move under the Taoist priest's feet.

Dongxinan let go of his feet and took off his bloody shirt, turned his head and glanced at the three black bloodstains on his back that had been scratched by the black dragon, frowned and raised his hands to pull out the poison from the corpse He came out, wiped his hands with his clothes, and threw them aside in disgust.

The black dragon corpse was lying on the ground in bewilderment, and it couldn't figure it out. How could a gentle and immortal Taoist priest beat him up in the dark without saying a word?Even if he yelled a few times to provoke him first, shouldn't normal people be able to fight like this?Putting down the dragon with empty hands, or refining the dragon into a black-haired dragon corpse... Is this normal?Let the dragon live?What about a civilized society?Why didn't a ghost come out to take care of it? Hey!Long Shi wants to cry but has no tears, and regrets his mistakes. Give him another chance, and he will definitely not yell and disturb the people at night.

The ghost kings guarding the mouth of the well looked sympathetically at the black-haired dragon corpse in the water, and the three floor cleaners at home were subdued by the Taoist priest in the same way... However, it is unfair to say that the melee combat ability is too strong, it is purely nonsense, these Shabi is a thing that has never seen a Taoist priest cast a spell with a talisman. That is not abnormal, it is not human.

The ghosts of Liucao Hell are called Master Dong's Southwest Taoist leader, so he can't easily offend him.

"Will it get smaller?" Dongxinan touched the dragon corpse with the tip of his shoe after treating the injury.

The completely beaten dragon corpse blinked its eyes, circled in the air, and turned into a palm-length black dragon like an earthworm.

The Taoist priest stretched out his hand, and the black gold bracelet that the dragon corpse turned into a dragon biting its tail fell into the Taoist priest's hand.

……

Early next morning

Zhou Yibei prepared breakfast absent-mindedly, thinking of going to that temple to see the dragon corpse. He told his uncle yesterday that he wanted to go and have a look, but was interrupted by his uncle before he finished talking... Do you not want to go there?

Listlessly put the food on the table, the Southwest Taoist chief glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Give me your hand."

"Huh?" Zhou Yibei raised his hand in confusion, and the Daoist priest put a black gold bracelet on his thin wrist. Yibei was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Master..."

The east-west south wind took a sip of the soup lightly, "Yesterday's dragon corpse."

So he saw his uncle walking in from outside this morning, didn't he go for a walk?But to help him get the dragon corpse back overnight?Zhou Yibei stared blankly at the bracelet on his wrist, he just wanted to go over and have a look... Did the uncle only listen to half of it?All I heard was "I want to..."

"Uncle Master...what do you want me to give in exchange?" Zhou Yibei touched the dragon ring on his wrist...Uncle Master said that he would not support idlers, so everything given by Uncle Master must be returned, right?

"Don't just starve your uncle for a meal if you have nothing to do," Daoist Southwest looked at the table full of his favorite dishes, and smiled gratifiedly.

"Understood..." Zhou Yibei's heart twitched lightly, Master Uncle...it's really easy to support.

If Zhou Yibei told the ghost messenger of Liucao Difu his impressions of his Southwest uncle, the ghost messenger would definitely think that either there was something wrong with his ears, or this kid was crazy... They were scared of ghosts, Uncle Dong, who has a cold face and fierce face, is a very cute, talkative, caring, caring person who is easy to support? !Don't be kidding, okay, I'm going to scare the devil to death!

……

After getting the dragon corpse who knew the art of cloud Gu, Zhou Yibei had little interest in the trip to Yunnan, but considering the Southwest Taoist priest, he arranged more places to go there.

There is a fairly well-known hot spring near the ancient town, with an open-air bath for two, which is a good choice for this season.

After Zhou Yibei changed his clothes to help the Southwest Taoist priest fold his clothes, the jade talisman slipped out of his coat pocket. He bent down to pick it up, but his fingertip was cut again... Is this jade talisman incompatible with me?

The black gold dragon ring in his hand trembled suddenly, and Zhou Yibei raised his hand to look suspiciously, but he didn't notice that the light on the jade talisman flickered away. The dragon ring seemed to be suppressed by something, and kept trembling in fear.

Zhou Yibei suddenly felt a severe headache, and then his vision went dark. Before he fainted, he vaguely heard his own voice, "Just for one night, give me your body..."

"Yi Bei... have you ever learned how to watch the sky?" Dongxinan leaned on the stone beside the hot spring and looked up at the night sky, while Zhou Yibei stared at his uncle's slender neck in a daze.

"Do you want to learn?" The Taoist leader of the Southwest didn't hear the answer. He lowered his head and looked over. It was not as dazzling as the stars in the night sky. The surroundings of the hot spring were very dark, so he couldn't see the expression of the little nephew clearly.

"Uncle Master," Zhou Yibei slowly moved over, leaning very close, his voice soft, "Are you tired? I want to massage your back for you..."

"You know how to press your back?" Daoist Southwest smiled and turned around, "Press it."

Zhou Yibei froze for a moment, touched the Taoist priest's back with his fingertips, and said in a trembling voice, "Uncle Master is injured..."

"It's just a small injury, it's not painful."

Zhou Yibei looked at the scratches, with distressed expression on his vicissitudes of life, he raised his hand and pressed on the Daoist Master's solid and broad shoulders with just enough strength, "Master, is this okay?"

"Well, you pressed it very well... um..." The Taoist priest gave a soft slap, and the people behind him had gentle slaps on their eyebrows, and they murmured softly, "I don't want others to touch my uncle, practice It's been a long time..."

The Taoist priest did not lie down on the edge of the pool and closed his eyes.

"Uncle?" After pressing for a long time, the Taoist priest let out a long and steady breathing sound, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhou Yibei put down his hands, leaned to the side, and stared at his face carefully with a pair of cold eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Dongxinan put his hand on his nephew's head and asked with his eyes closed.

"I want to see Master Uncle a few more times."

The Taoist priest opened his eyes, stared at Zhou Yibei's face, and was silent for a while, "I guess who you are... Be obedient, go back."