The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

"It's...not bad? Has anyone lived here before?" Song Qishu touched it curiously, but there wasn't even a trace of dust. It seemed that someone often came to clean it.

"It must have been arranged by your master when we were coming." Xiao Yun said without raising her head, and moved a chair for him as she spoke, signaling him to sit down.

Song Qishu got angry when he mentioned being tricked, he understood the meaning of Tao being one foot tall and devil being one foot high.

Seeing a clean teapot and teacups on the table, he poured himself a glass of water without saying a word, and gulped three cups angrily. The cold feeling made his dizzy head feel better instantly, and he let out a satisfied sigh.But he was so thirsty that he didn't drink a sip of water all day.

"Pay attention to that Ami Abao, I don't think the two of them are quiet people, and they may attract different things."

Xiao Yun picked up the token that Taoist Qingwei gave them when he left just now, and was studying it carefully. Hearing this, he raised his head in confusion, "Why do you say such things?"

"I've been observing the two of them, and the smell of the old hag really hasn't dissipated until now, so I couldn't hold back the itchy hands for a while, so I made a fortune for them."

"The results of it?"

Song Qishu smiled and said nothing.

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In the middle of the night, a figure was running wildly, followed by two little tails.

Song Qishu shook the fallen leaves on his head, and whispered to Xiao Yun, "Where do you think he's going in the middle of the night?"

Xiao Yun popped up on top of his head, also puzzled, "How do I know what your master is thinking, just follow along first, maybe you will be able to know his secret."

The two hit it off and were about to go out and continue to follow, when suddenly a figure jumped out, looking mysterious, and the two froze on the spot.

"Why is that figure so familiar?"

Xiao Yun continued his words, "Of course I'm familiar with it, isn't it the head of the Zhengyang Sect. So why is he following his junior brother at night?"

Of course he is the same as you and me. I want to see what he is doing, but this is embarrassing. Before the two teams met, they were friendly stalkers. After the two teams met, it was the leader who followed Qingwei. The head is now, after all, Li Banxian is still their ally.

The two of them hurried to catch up, just in time to see Taoist Qingwei touching hands with a female cultivator, darling, it turned out that I came out for a tryst in the middle of the night, not to mention that female cultivator is really the type that Li Banxian would like, she is so pitiful, with a pair of The tearful eyes make people feel distressed, but this tryst is too pure, so just hold hands?

The next second they all exclaimed, because the female cultivator lay on Qing Wei's chest with a groan, and her green hands made naughty circles on her.

It's really lively and fragrant, the live version is limited, just when everyone held their breath and thought they would find something, Qingwei directly picked up the female cultivator, and was not only satisfied with being outside the door, the two entered the room laughing, The lights in the room were instantly turned off.

Xiao Yun: ...

So exciting, so exciting.

Before the headmaster noticed the two of them, they turned around and ran away. They wanted to remind old man Li to pay attention to follow, but they almost saw a live erotic picture.

Taoist Qingwei pinched the waist of the female cultivator in his arms. The female cultivator smiled slightly, leaned on his shoulder and exhaled intimately, but said something else in her mouth, "His body was not found, according to the local people It is true that someone came to deliver the ashes, but it is not the person's ashes, so we cannot be sure."

It was a man's voice, not from the mouth, but a purple flame from the female cultivator's primordial spirit.

It was uncomfortable to stay in the puppet, Chang Sun Kong especially wanted to go back to his lovely cave and continue to sleep, otherwise he would not have to do things for this apprentice who killed a thousand swords, who is he, Chang Sun Kong, he himself I don't know how long I've lived, my mana is so strong, but I'm here to do an investigation for people, I don't lose my conscience!

Daoist Qingwei sighed and knew that he was embarrassing him, "I didn't just do this to avoid his stalking, he must have done this professionally before, and he followed everything, and the annoying people are about to die."

Zhang Sunkong picked some aura from the puppet and swallowed it as a snack, but rolled his eyes at what he said, "You want to investigate the big conspiracy without letting others resist, are you sure you want to continue investigating this matter? Daddy, don't put yourself in it when the time comes, even if you are missing, I don't care, I have disciples and grandchildren, and it's not bad to rely on them in the future."

"Can't you say something nice?" Qingwei put her hand through the female puppet's eyes and poked the flame inside.

"Fortunately, your cheap apprentice was the first to cry when something happened to you. You are proud to run away without teaching anything. I am like this? I still have a basic sense of responsibility. If you don't believe me, I still have it. Help you, an apprentice who has suffered a thousand knives, manipulate the puppet."

"Really, there are only three of us left as the hexagram master, and there is no one missing. I don't want to be the only hexagram master in the world someday."

Qingwei fell silent.

The grandson Kong is afraid of being lonely. No one knows except him. It is precisely because he is afraid of being lonely that he chooses to sleep. Once he sleeps, the dynasty changes and the situation changes.

In the past, Changsun Kong's relatives were only his apprentice, but now he has his apprentice, and he is still a very cute apprentice, at least much cuter than the apprentice, and he will not spoil him every day.

Li Banxian thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "Why don't we go back and stop checking."

"what?"

Xiao Yun and Song Qishu groped their way back to their room, only separated by a wall, they chatted.

"Because the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong." Song Qishu frowned, and told Xiao Yun exactly what was on his mind.

Xiao Yun leaned against the wall and said with a muffled smile, "What's wrong?"

Song Qishu's intuition told him that the female cultivator was weird, but he couldn't guess what it was. "It's that female cultivator. Is it possible that my master made a smoke bomb to fool the head? He is unlikely I don't know if someone is following him, as far as his accomplishments in the magic circle are concerned, the master can't compare to him."

When he said this, Xiao Yun also began to be a little suspicious, so it is not impossible to spread doubts. A shrewd person like Li Banxian is not likely to be followed without knowing it. The bigger flaw is the female cultivator. The head may see Nothing, but they know.

The chance of Li Banxian being obsessed with beauty is zero, what's more, when he was an undercover agent, did he do that kind of thing because of his brain?

"Your master is a genius." Xiao Yun commented with emotion.

"My master is indeed a genius." Song Qishu responded with emotion.

The two juniors were just being played around. It is estimated that they had planned it long ago. First, they left because of unavoidable reasons, and then used time to hint that something happened to them. I was sure that Song Qishu would definitely count where they went. Hinting, reminding them that all the answers are in Zhengyangzong, and the two little soldiers don't need it for nothing.

"Tell me, what happened to Zhengyangzong, is it worth the trouble of old man Li to run here as an undercover agent?" Song Qishu was full of helplessness. He guessed what would happen to a mysterious master. planted in it.