As soon as the young man left, countless beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Old Ye's face, and his face suddenly turned green. He took two steps back for some reason, and his face, which was originally slightly green, turned pale.
The back room is not big, but it is unique. At the door connecting the two rooms, there is a curtain made of stringed bamboos. Each piece is green, and the rain and wind penetrate the house, and the bamboo curtains sway and make a sound, which is indeed somewhat elegant.
At this moment, the door curtain was raised, and the fat shopkeeper stepped into the back room leisurely. He dug his ears and eyes as before in a graceless manner, raised the corners of his mouth with contempt, and looked down at the old man named Ye. In the corner of the back room, the old man seemed to be suppressed by an invisible wall. His beard was flamboyant and his eyes were about to burst. He was still unable to break away from this majestic pressure.
"Although you are only thinking about the second level, you are proud of your transformation skills alone." Wu Shuang raised his hands, stretched his waist and kicked his legs and yawned, "Get up." Before he finished speaking, Haoran suppressed the old man. The breath disappeared without a trace in an instant. The old man slid down hastily along the corner and sat silently on the ground, with lingering fear. When the boy went to the kitchen to ask for medicine, he noticed a murderous intention that made his liver and gallbladder tremble. The murderous intention penetrated into his bones. Even with his seventy years of practice and his tough old scales that had faded countless times, he could not stop this all-pervasive wave. The monstrous murderous thoughts. This man didn't even move his fingers, but the killing intent overwhelmed him so much that he didn't dare to get up at this time.
Wu Shuang stepped forward, picked up the remaining medicinal residue on the stone mortar with great interest, put it to his nose and sniffed twice, and said with a full smile: "I was not sure before, what is your true body? I guess it's a species of the genus Viper. Now that I've seen this snake Lan Ying and Bamboo Curtain, I can guess your origin. Your surname is Ye, so you are sincere."
After his true identity was revealed, the old man put away his trembling expression, as if he had guessed that something bad was going to happen today. He smiled freely, stood up and saluted with clasped fists. His temperament changed completely, and the previous cover of the mountain villager's fear was gone. Instead, It's a bit of a chic and unrestrained look. The withered old man and the demeanor of a fairy seem to be completely different from each other, but after they merge into one, there is a faint Taoist charm.
"Yes, as the seniors said, the old and decayed true body is indeed a bamboo-leaf green snake that traveled around the mountains and rivers. He accidentally bumped into it before Jiazi and swallowed a hundred-year-old snake orchid. He opened the Lingzhi Tongqiao acupoint and has been practicing to this day." Appearance. The old man's Zhuyeqing didn't hide anything, but told the truth. I sighed secretly that I shouldn't have committed the snake-like habit today. If I went out on a rainy day and met such a person, my cultivation would undoubtedly be ruined, and I might even be shattered into ashes.
It did not think wrongly. Birds and beasts have spiritual intelligence and are called monsters when they board the smooth path of cultivation. They have always been tolerated and even hated by the immortal cultivators. Once discovered, they will often be killed without any effort. If you are not lucky, Okay, but he was also beaten back to his original form, imprisoned in the sect, and only used as a living medicinal material to extract blood for medicine. The genus of snakes and pythons is even more miserable. Snake gall can improve eyesight and remove poison. Therefore, countless snake demons are protected by their lives, and the belly of the snake is cut open to take out the bile. When the gall grows out, they have to suffer the pain of peeling off the skin to take out the bile again, and the cycle goes back and forth. , It’s like falling deep into Avici Hell, with no peace forever. At this time, Zhu Yeqing only wanted to die happily, so his tone seemed neither humble nor overbearing.
"In this way," without waiting for the other party to reply, Wu Shuang sat on the medicine table, looked at Zhuyeqing with a smile, and said in a casual manner: "I think that Panshanren's waist badge belongs to someone else. Bar?"
Zhu Yeqing chuckled when he heard the words, sat down cross-legged leisurely, closed his eyes calmly, "Yes, but I want to die." But after waiting for a long time, there was silence everywhere.
Zhu Yeqing opened his eyes, looked through the bamboo curtain, and saw that Wu Shuang had returned to the wooden chair and closed his eyes to rest. "Old man, please take a look at the porridge on the stove. My apprentice and I haven't eaten a grain of rice for several hours, so it won't taste good if it's mushy." The old man was confused for a moment, agreed in a daze, and went to the kitchen to look at the porridge.
The boy fed the horse, and for a moment he felt the coldness of the tiger's mouth, which was extremely comfortable. He moved his thumb bravely, but the tingling pain he imagined did not appear, and was replaced by the itching of tender meat growing. He was stunned in place, recalling the old man. He spoke in a good conversation, caressing the horse's mane, and sighed with rare emotion: "Master said that there are masters hidden in the mountains. Not long after I went out, I met an old god. I don't know where the herb came from." Then his face became a little wilted, "How about that?" , are you so shameless to ask for two more bundles?" The young man was probably amused by his own words. He showed his bright fangs and smiled happily.
It's always good to be content.
Look at the mountains with sudden rain and smoke, the lush forests and shadows, and the green mountains that make it difficult to grow old.
