When he arrived in front of the drug store, he saw a familiar figure on the street. He hurriedly dodged into the alley. Su Xiaolou chased after her. The figure seemed to have noticed it. He ran away in a panic and went into a narrow alley. Su Xiaolou shouted: "Zhou Baihu."
I saw Zhou Baihu soaring into the sky, leaping over the eaves, as if walking on flat ground, and disappeared after a few leaps. After a while, Zhou Baihu grabbed the person and arrived in front of Su Xiaolou.
Su Xiaolou greeted the master enthusiastically: "Master, where are you going? I can run faster than a rabbit at my age. I, a young man, am really ashamed of myself!"
"You are not old enough anymore. You should run and exercise more. You young people should exercise more."
"Master is in such a panic that it doesn't look like he is exercising. He must be going somewhere! I happen to know where Master is going, so I will send him there. You are welcome. As a young man, I always respect the elderly and care for the young." Su Xiaolou turned around and said to the captain next to him: "Tied."
The captain was so frightened by Su Xiaolou's smiling face that he got goosebumps all over his body, so he quickly followed suit.
"You..." The master's body was shaking with anger. This young man didn't talk about martial arts and wanted to challenge one another. Although he was old, his foundation was still there.
"Search and see if you have anything good with you."
After a while of groping, a captain reported: "Sir, a pill was found."
Su Xiaolou smiled evilly and said: "Let's go! Lord Messenger!"
The master struggled unwillingly: "How did you guess it? I'm already so cautious. How did you guess it? Tell me, tell me." He considered himself cautious all his life, so even if he was powerful and cruel, The Blood Moon Sect has been targeting him for many years, but still cannot completely eliminate him. Today, it was defeated by a fledgling boy. He was unwilling to accept it. He must know what went wrong.
"If you don't understand, Lord Messenger, go to prison and think about it."
After meeting up with the others, Su Xiaolou left Meng County happily.
The fat man saw Su Xiaolou holding the dog's tail grass in his mouth and humming a tune. He boldly stepped forward and said to Su Xiaolou: "Boss, are we going the wrong way?"
Only then did Su Xiaolou remember that he had gone the wrong way, and he said firmly: "Let me tell you, I don't know if I have gone the wrong way? Doesn't your boss look like a road idiot? This is part of the plan. "
"oh!"
"Which way?"
"ah……"
Zhou Baihu has always regarded the crowd as a scourge and never takes the initiative to get close to people. On the road, Zhou Baihu actually took the initiative to walk with Su Xiaolou and asked abruptly: "How did you tell?"
"Ah?" Su Xiaolou was very surprised.
"I also want to know the question that the old man asked just now. How did you see it?" Zhou Baihu looked at Su Xiaolou with evasive and curious eyes.
Zhou Baihu must have been struggling for a long time before asking. It was rare that Zhou Baihu took the initiative to speak to him. Su Xiaolou said truthfully: "I remember the last time I surrounded and suppressed the demons of the Yingyue Sect in Jigong Ridge, Zhou Baihu Also there."
"yes."
"Last time, those little minions were just scapegoats to get us out of Meng County as soon as possible. I found out later that it was the same this time. The old Taoist priest used the same trick twice to kill the pork reseller and The county magistrate pushed him out and made him a scapegoat."
"Then how did you know that the old Taoist priest would go to the medicine shop?"
"The elixir of life is not easy to refine. It is probably made for the leader of the Demon Cult. It is very likely to be related to his life. He will definitely go back. I also heard the fat man say that the elixir of life was lost, and then I thought that it should be the reseller. The porky hid the pills in a secret room somewhere, and the old Taoist priest will go get them after we leave."
After listening to Su Xiaolou's explanation, Zhou Baihu admired this junior who was five or six years older than himself. Although his martial arts was not high at such a young age, he was so thoughtful. If he could follow him, he would definitely be able to show off his ambitions. Ambition in mind.
In the dungeon, the old Taoist priest was imprisoned opposite the fat old man. Su Xiaolou specifically told him that enemies should stay together neatly. Su Xiaolou also specifically told him to find someone who knew the dialect of the Western Regions to record them. The content of the scolding.
Cursing usually centers on hemp, with relatives and friends as the radius, and then circles around the eighteen generations of ancestors. There is not a single blade of grass growing in a radius of a hundred miles. Su Xiaolou really doesn't believe it. These two old men are so strict with their mouths, and there is no information about the demon sect. Can't even leak out.
As soon as the old Taoist priest entered, he yelled in the dialect of a certain place in the Western Regions: "You old fat pig, you still don't forget to drag me into the water when you are dying, you will not die well."
Not to be outdone, the fat old man cursed: "You stinky Taoist priest, you are useless and you blame others. I originally expected you to kill that little brat, but I didn't expect you to be so useless. You only know how to hide and dig." Drill holes, you must have been a stinky rat in your last life!"
"I'm useless, but you are? You were kicked out of your lair and caught here. Who is useless? Who was caught first? You still have the nerve to say it? Look at your food. He has a fat head and big ears, and his mind must be full of shit."
"you……"
The two old men were scolding each other with saliva flying all over the place, and their faces were red and their necks were thick. If it hadn't been for this barrier, they would have fought each other, strangled their necks, bit their ears, and killed each other.
Su Xiaolou's next happiness was given by these two old men. Lei Zhenfu and Su Xiaolou gathered together every day to read the curse words recorded by the jailer. The sentences were even more vicious. When they got tired of scolding, the jailer would pour them water and unlimited refills. No other prisoner had this kind of treatment.
Lei Zhenfu smiled so happily that his mouth reached his back molars. He pulled Su Xiaolou and said, "Look at what the fat old man said: When you die, you will enter the animal realm and you will not be able to go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. The old Taoist priest returned to : You are really interesting. Why am I, a Taoist priest, going to the Paradise to steal a bunch of bald donkeys' wooden fish and use them as firewood? I will become an immortal even after I die. Hahahahahaha..."
Su Xiaolou said disgustedly: "You are not good at that. You have no soul even if you curse others or not. Look at me, this is called curses."
"..."
"That's how dirty you were."
On the third day, the two old men had stopped playing. They sat facing each other, staring at each other. Su Xiaolou and Lei Zhenfu's happiness was gone. Lei Zhenfu was so depressed that he didn't think about food and tea, so he insisted on dragging Su Xiaolou to the dungeon to make them quarrel again, which made Su Xiaolou very helpless.
Commander Lei Zhen complained to Su Xiaolou all day long: "Tell me, these two old men are too guarded. They realized it so quickly and wanted to watch more for fun. I won't watch them quarreling for a day now." Just can’t sleep.”
Su Xiaolou replied: "You are quite interesting too. An old man likes to watch two other old men quarreling."
"You brat, what should I do now? After interrogating for so many days, I haven't found any useful information."
Su Xiaolou raised his eyebrows and said: "Why is there no news? Didn't the fat old man tell us already? Hidden in the city, the largest Buddhist temple in the south of the Yangtze River, the Great Thanksgiving Temple (formerly the Nanjing Great Baoen Temple), must have demons from the demon sect. "
