Difficult to do

Shi Fang was stunned for a few seconds, then stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the old man with the white beard, and roared angrily, "Wu, believe it or not, I ate you!"

The old man with white beard snorted out of his nostrils, and turned his head away: "I have been threatened by you for more than ten years, do you think I will still believe it?"

The corners of Shi Fang's mouth froze, and he opened his mouth to bite the neck of the old man with the white beard.

The little Taoist priest on the side suddenly grabbed Shifang's palm, sucked his nose and said, "The coffin family, my master makes alchemy and eats cinnabar every day. The blood is extremely poisonous. If you eat master, you will be killed by yourself." You can’t trouble our Taoist temple if you’re poisoned to death!”

Shi Fang suddenly lowered his head and looked at the little Taoist priest beside him, but he couldn't say a word, but he just held on to the collar of the white-bearded Taoist priest tightly.

The little Taoist said again: "My master will be one hundred and one years old in half a month. When can you eat him again? Then I can write in the records of the Taoist temple that my master is the longest-lived person in the Taoist temple in the past 600 years." .Then because of the seven-day and seven-night battle with the fierce □□, he succeeded in flying into the sky and becoming an immortal. In this way, the incense in the Taoist temple will be more prosperous in the future."

When the Taoist priest with white beard heard this, he didn't care whether Shifang was holding him hostage or not.With a wail: "A traitor! A villain!" After saying that, tears flashed in both eyes.

Seeing that the white-bearded old man was like this, Shi Fang was so frightened that he hurriedly put him down, turned around and said to the little Taoist priest: "Little thing, although your master is really not a good person, you don't have to be so angry with him, right?"

The white-bearded old man just fell down and sat down in a low voice, beating his legs and shouting: "Everyone is a traitor! Sinister!~~"

Seeing the appearance of his teacher and father, the little Taoist was not in a hurry, he just stretched out his hand and pulled him up, muttering, "You don't want my senior brother anymore, why do you want me as a little apprentice?"

The white-bearded old man cried, "When did I say I don't care!"

The little Taoist's eyes turned red: "If you don't go, brother will die soon."

The white-bearded old man immediately stood up in shock: "What happened?"

The little Taoist sniffed and said, "There was something wrong in the mountain and things ran out. One of Zhang's wives was burned to death on the way, and one was drowned at home. After that, there are brothers, uncles and brothers."

"Has something happened to the Zhang family?" The white-bearded old man fell to the ground again when he heard this, covered his eyes and cried bitterly: "I knew I shouldn't let that traitor recognize his relatives! What should we do now!  … "

Shi Fang stood aside and looked at the old and the young, crying and fussing, his eyes moving: "I can help you save that Xuan Lingzi, but you have to promise me one thing."

The white-bearded old man refused to say anything, at this time the old lady walked in with Qiu Bamian, and Shifang let all the big men who followed retreated outside the door.After getting the order, the old lady closed the door and retreated.

The old man with white beard was still sobbing and refused to talk to Shifang, but he stopped his expression when he saw Qiu Bamian's face.Then he yelled again: "What kind of evil is this..." and he was about to pass out.

Shifang stepped forward one by one, grabbed the old man with white beard by the collar, narrowed his eyes and said, "Try to faint?"

The old white beard paused, sucked his nose, and the white beard shook slightly: "Have you visited my junior brother?"

"Didn't go." Shi Fang turned pale and said coldly, "However, your apprentice and daughter have all seen you here."

The old man with white beard stroked his beard: "Oh."

"Do you know where you saw it?" Shi Fang asked with a sneer, squinting his eyes.

"Where can it be? I have been dead for so many years, could I still be alive." The old man with white beard wiped his eyes and said in a low voice.

Shifang snorted coldly: "We met both inside and outside the tomb of the third aunt of the Zhang family."

"What?" The white-bearded old man was shocked, and shouted: "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..."

"Also, that Liu Liu'er can tell me that his father wants to see me in person." Shi Fang whispered in the old man's ear with white beard.

Upon hearing this, the white-bearded old man opened his eyes suddenly, clenched his fists tightly and turned his head to Shifang and said, "That day, you and I saw with our own eyes that the younger brother was burned to a pile of ashes by the master."

Shi Fang slowly raised his head and smiled at the old man with white beard: "Yes, you set the fire. But Liu Liu'er and the Zhao family boy did come back to life. If you don't believe me, go and see me You will know the poison in this child."

The white-bearded old man immediately walked up to Qiu Bamian, and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse for a while.Frowning tightly, he said, "This man has been to my junior brother's tomb."

"Yes." Shifang nodded.

"You asked him to look for it?" The white-bearded Taoist withdrew his hand and put it in his sleeve, his eyes slightly raised.

Shifang smiled wryly and shook his head: "Since I believed he was dead back then, I definitely wouldn't look for him in the tomb."

The white-bearded old man nodded, pointed to Qiu Bamian on the ground and said, "I can't save his life. But it can prolong his life. As long as you promise me one condition."

Shifang nodded: "Say it."

"I want you to save my disobedient disciple, take care of the Zhang family's affairs, and destroy that misunderstanding." The white-bearded old man stood up with the support of the little Taoist priest.

"Those are three conditions." Shi Fang replied softly with lowered eyes.

"Do you agree or not?" The white-bearded old man shook his beard, and his tone became tougher, "If my junior brother hadn't sacrificed his life for you back then, I wouldn't ask you now."

Shi Fang glanced at the pipe on his waist and always nodded: "Let's save him first."

"No, you have to do my business first." The old man with white beard grabbed Shi Fang's arm.

Shifang looked at Qiu Bamian worriedly: "You keep your word?"

The white-bearded old man nodded: "I can guarantee that this kid will not lose his temper until your matter is over. After the matter is over, I will tell you how to procrastinate. But you have to hurry up, otherwise. ...."

Shi Fang gave the white-bearded old man a cold look, turned around and said to the old lady outside the door: "Come in, take care of your young master."

The old lady pushed the door open and walked in, supported Qiu Bamian and nodded: "Master, don't worry, the slave will take good care of the young master and prevent him from being hurt." As she spoke, she gave the white bearded old man a vicious look.

The white-bearded old man felt a chill behind him, and took a step back secretly.

Shi Fang pointed to the little Taoist priest beside him and said, "You come with me."

"Master?" The little Taoist looked up at the old man with white beard, and the old man with white beard wanted to pull him to his side.

Shifang said again: "Don't you want to save your senior brother yourself?"

The little Taoist raised his head immediately: "I'll go, I'll go!"

Only then did Shi Fang wave to the little Taoist priest with a slightly sly smile, and the little Taoist priest hurried to Shi Fang's side, Shi Fang took the little Taoist priest's hand, and the two of them left the Taoist temple and rode down the mountain together rushed into the city.