big leprechaun

"Grandpa." The child biting his finger got into the quiet room, climbed onto the body of a handsome young man, and asked curiously, "What is a fish bastard?"

"..." The young man opened his eyes, and there was no wave in the clear pupils.

"You can already listen to the world?" The young man hugged him and asked calmly.

"Recently, I can hear from far away, but they don't want to talk to me," the child asked suspiciously, "but they like to talk about me from a distance, why?"

"You won't hear it again." The young man said lightly.

As he promised, the child has never seen anyone who has said bad things about him—they have all entered reincarnation, and the direct line of the immortal Taoist master, how can these juniors arrange it?

But fear cannot be killed. The child has never met a peer who is willing to approach him in the Taiqing Mountain Gate.

That year, his grandfather took him into the sea and met a woman by the sea.

"Will you marry me?" The exquisitely handsome woman in Tsing Yi stood on the shore sadly, as if she had been waiting for an era, waiting out of the sea, stranded in time.

The child in front of her was eating her fingers, her white and tender face was inlaid with big eyes that were more beautiful than black pearls, and she was looking at her curiously.

"Since the fate is broken, let's not talk about the past." The young monk who looked like an exiled fairy took his grandson by the hand, and passed him to the woman in Tsing Yi indifferently, "I have something to go out, and Jiang'er will take care of you."

"You are too pure to be the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, and you still want to give your grandson to me. Don't you know my reputation?" The woman in Tsing Yi covered her face and smiled lightly, "Loveless man, you really deserve it!" .”

"I would like to marry you, not because of your appearance. You can see everything in the way, and you can see your nature clearly. But once in life, if you understand, you will not be like this." The monk said calmly, "Kang Niang, look away."

"I'm not as heartless as you!" The woman in Tsing Yi hugged her grandson and said softly, "Jiang'er don't want to follow your grandfather's way of forgetting love, he's so powerful, he won't pretend to be a woman to find other people now. man."

Xiao Dan Jiang couldn't understand, he tilted his head, and reached out to grab the small blue spar on the forehead of the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Oh, little Jiang, this is our clan's lamp, only our men and food can touch it."

……

"What is the Way of Wangqing?" A young man dressed in Tsing Yi who was very similar to his grandmother asked curiously the beauty who was doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

"Taishang forgets feelings, doesn't linger on things, looks away from everything, lets go of everything, is in harmony with the way of heaven, and achieves the supreme avenue. This is the way of your Taiqing sect," Ankang pursed the paper on his lips, and smiled softly, "He sees Open, so when I was still the prototype of the fish body, I can still have sex with me, and even give birth to your father."

The young man imagined the scene for a while, feeling very uncomfortable with the chills, and asked differently: "He, how did he do it?"

Leaving aside whether the fish is ugly or not, how could grandfather do this or that to a fish?

"He said that love can cross races, beauty and ugliness are meaningless to him," Ankang put down the lip paper, "When he was with me, he was wholehearted, but compared to Dao, I am not important after all, you should not learn from him in the future .”

"Later, when I learned to change form, I asked him if he wanted me to be beautiful or ugly? He said that his love for me is not something that can be blocked by skin. He likes whatever I like, so I struggled for countless hours to grow into this appearance." Ankang sighed quietly, "Afterwards he abandoned me and left, and I will never find a man who does not dislike my appearance."

After all, a short and fat man pushed open the door and walked in, looking at Ankang tenderly: "Ms. Kang, the auspicious time is coming, have you dressed up yet?"

"Okay, but remember, I may not be so beautiful when I lift my hijab, will you marry me then?"

"It's natural, no matter what you look like!"

"Remember, if I blame me, I will eat it."

"Haha, of course, of course!" The other party obviously didn't take this warning seriously.

……

After half a cup of tea, the woman came back leisurely, licking the corners of her lips.

Shan Jiang drank tea silently, not daring to express his opinion.

"Little Jiang, you don't have to be polite when you meet such heartless people in the future. They want too much, but they don't even dare to give."

Shan Jiang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Time flies, and Shan Jiang has become a young talent who can stand alone, becoming the No. 1 of the contemporary youth generation, acting as Taiqing's affairs when his grandfather is away.

Then he saw his grandpa, who was like a banished fairy, come back from a serious injury - a huge wound cut from his neck down his right waist, leaving a huge wound. The strange sword energy on the wound was like a living thing, and he stretched out his hand to inspect it like a poisonous snake. Sometimes cut the palm, leaving a wound that is difficult to heal.

"Who, who is so powerful?" Shan Jiang's eyes were simply opened. Isn't his grandfather a celestial boss, isn't he invincible?

"Master of Kunlai, Ji Yunlai." Shan Og sucked back the sword energy from his grandson's hand, looked at him with complicated eyes, sighed faintly, and retreated to recuperate.

It was the first time Shan Jiang heard of this name, and immediately searched for information, found this existence that was almost banned in Central Continent, and collected all the information.

"What, he's less than seven hundred years old?" Shan Jiang felt that his life was spent on the female fish.

"What, grandpa, you also framed someone back then?" Shan Jiang felt that his three views were about to crack.

"What, he can pick three big door-to-doors by himself?" Shan Jiang bit her finger and found that it was not a hallucination.

"What, he was driven out of Zhongzhou by you to go to the great desert in the west?"

……

Shan Jiang tidied up the three views, and some admired the young head of Kunlai, who started a business in Central Continent 600 years ago. The karma and evil debts of the court can be turned over like this. He is the reincarnation of the earth dragon, right?

It's a pity that we are enemies with him. If I got to know him earlier, maybe I could become friends.

"Our world is a fragment of the ancient prehistoric world. We came to this star field to destroy the creatures of this world and capture the sun and moon from the other side so that we can reproduce smoothly. The enemy's undead turned into demons and merged with the Tao, preventing us from becoming enlightened. For tens of thousands of years, no matter how difficult it is for my generation to ascend to the Immortal Dao, even my three major sects rely on the inheritance of the Immortals and Immortals to forcibly advance to the Immortals."

"It means that you all cheated, and that one took the test yourself?"

"Jiang'er, if I die, the fairy spirit will be passed on to you. Remember to carry forward my way of being too clear."

"You have so many apprentices, I really want to go to Kun-Lai, their home network is really interesting... Sigh, Grandpa, your habit of using hidden weapons every now and then is really bad."

"The chaos of the demons is coming, remember your promise."

"What did I promise?"

Shan Jiang found out that the second generation was not so easy to deal with, and they still lost to Tianming after all.

During the Dao Tribulation, at the beginning of the Heavenly Demon Chaos, he resolutely abandoned those old people from the mountain gate who were unwilling to go with him, and took his direct lineage to go overseas, and hid until the Dao Tribulation ended, and then returned to the old place and packed up some leftover property So far, he has changed from a top rich second generation to a bankrupt young man. In order to rebuild the mountain gate, he still owes huge foreign debts, so he has to find his grandmother for help.

"Assistance is fine, but Jiang Er, what do you think should be used to repay the debt?"

"what do you mean?"

"I want to raise your little fish, Jiang'er." Ankang said with a smile, "Seeing that you have been single for a long time, don't you want me to worry about it?"

"I look like this..."

"When you look bad, learn to love with your heart."

"If you scare people, will they give you a chance?" Shan Jiang was not optimistic.

"I can't be scared." The grandmother smiled and introduced a few of the same clan to her grandson.

They are all monkfish, and no one is prettier than the other, so who do you dislike?

Shan Jiang resolutely refused. Although he was raised by his grandmother for decades, he still had a human aesthetic and was unwilling to cross species.

Isn't it just paying off debts?He is not afraid.

"Kunlai's reputation is very special, and there are many excellent disciples these years. If we can dig some of them, our Taiqing's income will be much higher." His friend Luo Chi wrote a note, "Oh, it feels like they have lost their way. There is nowhere to go.”

"Oh, I can only do it, you help me take care of the sect." Shan Jiang looked determined.

"Are you the one who tricked Kunlai disciples into investing in Taiqing Development Group, and then brought people in to build it? Both people and money are needed. If you are discovered by a big dog, you will be in big trouble." Luo Chi felt that it was risky. too big.

Big dog is the nickname given to the Lord of Kun-Lai by these sects. After all, his wealth is earned by squeezing them, the small sects of Central Continent!

"I will be more careful, I will only fool those disciples who are frustrated and neglected, and I am also a human being after all."

"Speaking of this, are you still practicing Taiqin?" Luo Chi asked with some concern, "Forget emotion and Taoism...the example of your grandfather is here."

"I've practiced for hundreds of years, and now I'm entangled in many things, so I can't waste my work and start over again?" Shan Jiang waved his hand helplessly, "Let's talk about the sect's situation first."

"I think, maybe you can, like Kunlai, combine Taiqing's Taoism with the times, not everything can be static."

"Wait for me to come back." Shan Jiang turned and left.

In the Kunlai branch, after Shan Jiang fooled a group of outstanding students, he prepared materials with satisfaction and wanted to fool the next wave.

But such a big success, how can we not celebrate it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to go to the street to buy himself a gift.

It happened to be the Qixi Festival, and the streets were full of hostility towards single dogs. Shan Jiang was also a little sad for a while, and immediately comforted herself that there is nothing wrong with being single, why bother to think about falling in love.

But when he reached the corner of the street, he was blocked by people.

A girl with a dog held a simple oil lamp: "Sir, do you want a wishing lamp? It's very effective."

"Isn't this the lamp of the Lantern Worship Sect?" Shan Jiang has heard of this cult, and the object of worship is the head of Kunlai, but he heard that although their lamps are powerful, their wishes are always in the most tragic form. It came true, so he politely refused, "No need, I don't believe this."

"Sir, you can try it. It's really very effective. Why don't you make a wish first?" The girl stopped him, "Please do me a favor, I will be fired if I can't get anyone back!"

It was as if he had the same fate as himself, and Shan Jiang suddenly felt a little sympathetic: "That's fine."

So he took the lamp from the other party, registered his name, and was thanked by the girl.

Saying goodbye to the girl, he walked to the side, holding the lamp, and couldn't help smiling: "If you're so smart, then give me a chance to get out of the order?"