Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of blunt blows and screams from the next room stopped.This time, it was no longer a boy servant who dragged people up, but two tall and tall men, each holding a stool at one end, and carrying an old Taoist forward.

I saw that the old Taoist was about 50 to [-] years old, and the two long beards under his chin were now covered with snot and tears. A pair of green bamboo sticks, the buttocks are swollen several fingers high, almost tearing the thin obscene trousers.

Shi Shi looked at the big stick with a thick bowl mouth, and gasped: "So there are some real guys in your Wuling." Then he looked at the group of disciples kneeling with red soles at the bottom, thinking that this Wuling sect Seriously protect the short-term care so that there is no cure.

Fu Qingfeng turned his head to the group of disciples and said, "You guys recognize him."

Several disciples said one after another: "That's right! It's him, the Dengxian powder he came to sell at my house!"

Without saying a word, Fu Qingfeng kicked the old man in the face, and kicked half of his body off the bench: "Tell me the truth! How did you poison and commit such crimes, and who ordered you?"

The old Taoist cried with snot and tears: "Immortal, please do me a favor, Wuyun Mountain lives by deceiving people, don't you want to cut off the villain's specialty..."

Fu Qingfeng's face darkened: "Keep hitting."

"Don't, don't, don't, hey, hey, hey——" The two men covered his buttocks and pumped more than a dozen canes in a row. Seeing the redness on his underwear, he screamed in unbearable pain, " I recruit, I recruit! I really don't know what's going on! I don't have the guts to harm others! A few months ago, a "master of deception" came to our mountain. He claimed to be the best at making money. He wanted to teach us, but we were suspicious. He learned a few tricks, and really cheated a lot of property, so we made an agreement with him, and he will give him some money every month, and he will teach us deception... Besides, who is his name and where did he come from? , what we want to do, we don’t even know wow!”

Xue Lingjing said: "What about the matter of becoming immortal powder?"

The old Taoist hurriedly said: "At the beginning of spring, all the sects began to select disciples. As usual, we were going to sell some magic weapons. The master of deception gave us these medicine powders. He said that he has wisdom eyes and can identify disciples with spiritual roots. This medicine powder can make the spiritual power of children with spiritual roots increase for a few days, and after a few days, they will return to normal, so as long as we follow the list he gave and sell the medicine powder family by family, we will definitely be able to Making a lot of money... We didn't believe in such a mysterious thing at first, but we didn't expect that one of them would be accurate! That master of deception is probably some kind of god... Ouch!!"

Before he finished speaking, he got two sticks on his buttocks. Both Fu Xue and Fu Xue looked at him coldly. Fu Qingfeng took out a scroll from the desk and unfolded it in front of him: "You are talking about a master of deceit, but this people?"

"Exactly!" The old Taoist cried out as soon as he saw the portrait, shouting and crying, "Immortals, I've recruited everything I know, I can't stand the wind and rain anymore with my old body, ouch Hey yo..."

The person painted in the portrait is Xu Qingming of the Cangshan School.

"Are you sure?" Fu Qingfeng said ruthlessly, "If you lie and I find out, I'm afraid you will be abolished here."

"How dare I! Immortals," the old Taoist howled, "this master of deception was born ordinary, except for a red mole the size of a fingernail growing on the edge of his collar. Once you have seen him, you will not be mistaken! "

Fu Qingfeng glanced at the portrait, rolled it up again, and ordered: "Drag it down."

The old Taoist was dragged out of the small building amidst the wailing sound, and only then did the groaning attic completely quiet down.

"The Cangshan faction was ahead of us in the selection, but the ones they selected were all untalented children, so they dismissed hundreds of disciples within a full month." Fu Qingfeng took the first seat under Xue Lingjing, and said respectfully, "Master Well, they did this probably to send more disciples to Wuling who had swallowed the broodworm-eating Yinpo, but since Song Zhiyu had sneaked into Shuiya Cave, and the brocade-eating Yinpo was colorless and tasteless, why bother? Wouldn't it be faster for Song Zhiyu to poison directly?"

Before Xue Lingjing could answer, Shitou waved his fingers and said with a smile, "Isn't it to hide the truth from Ming Jingfan?"

Fu Qingfeng was startled, touched the jug, then withdrew his hand, pursed his lips and said: "So that's the case. Besides, there is one more thing..."

"Qingfeng." Xue Lingjing suddenly said, pointing to the stone, "Go down the mountain and invite some cooks, and ask for the best ones, let him order some dishes."

Fu Qingfeng was stunned.

Shitou smiled when he heard this, and was about to act like a baby while holding Xue Lingjing's arm, but Xue Lingjing flung him away lightly.

Head Xue said: "This matter is coming to an end, it's time to hold a banquet to celebrate our Wuling's turn from danger to safety. This kid is considered a great hero, and he hasn't yet inaugurated the grain, so he can't stop talking, so let him add some wine and serve some meat dishes .”

Shi Shi quickly jumped onto the table proudly, but Fu Qingfeng's mouth grew bigger and bigger. He grew up in Wuling since he was a child, so he didn't know that his master, let alone throwing a banquet, would be very uncomfortable even to see him move his mouthpiece. It's an easy thing, not to mention that the head of Xue Su likes to be clean, even if his disciples and grandchildren want to celebrate his birthday, who would dare to say so?

Seeing that he was still not moving, Shitou could not help curling his lips and said: "Hey little Fuzi, don't pretend to be deaf here, you will delay my banquet, I will ask your master to tickle you!"

Fu Qingfeng's ears turned red, and he immediately answered "Yes" with a stiff face, walked all the way to the door like a sleepwalker, stopped as if he had come to his senses when he stepped out of the door, and rushed back and said: "Master! This insect infestation has not been cleaned up, and it is at stake. The disciples are still fighting desperately. What's more, Song Zhiyu is still mixed among Wuling disciples, and he may kill him at any time. The matter is far from over, let alone celebrate? Master? You...don't be fooled by this brat's rhetoric!"

"Who is the brat?" Shitou made an exaggerated grimace, "Brother Long, Xiao Ning, or Daoist Wang?"

Xue Lingjing lowered his eyes slightly, then lifted his eyes and smiled: "Of course I know what you said, just go down and do it."

Fu Qingfeng asked in surprise: "Why is this? This disciple is dull, please show me, Master."

"If you rashly search for Song Zhiyu, you will only startle the snake." Xue Lingjing turned around and stopped looking at him, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "He is pregnant with brocade insects, and if he has nowhere to go, he may be killed. I have thousands of disciples in Wuling Your life is not a child's play, if you can save one person, you will get one less."

Shitou's ears moved slightly, and he also turned around to look at Xue Lingjing. His eyes were deep, but he didn't know where he was staring.

Only then did Fu Qingfeng calm down, and said, "Master, did you have a way to lure snakes out of their holes?"

Xue Lingjing didn't respond, but said: "Go and do it, pick some better cooks."

"The chef in Pinxiangyuan is good!" Shitou shook the gauze curtain at the side like a handkerchief and shook it at Fu Qingfeng, "It's best to recruit the one from Shili Liantang, he is good at 'stir-fried small crispy pork ', a dish of 'Five Treasures Saving Beads', they are all first-class delicacies, you must not miss them when you pass by!"

The solemn atmosphere was swept away, Fu Qingfeng burst into a smile, gave him a little thumbs up, saluted Xue Lingjing briefly, then turned around and walked down the mountain quickly.