Take good care of him. If he uses a trick to escape and beats him severely, don't worry. He has no infectious disease. It's a trick.
Not to mention, after Bei Gonghua spoke in an orderly manner, the escort team believed him.
Great Protector, he killed more than 30 of our brothers. You are relieved, right? Let us beat him to avenge our brothers.
"Well, you can, but you can't beat him to death. If you kill one of the three, everyone present will die."
The guards took the order and quickly surrounded him. Before he could beg for mercy, they started beating him with fists and kicks. Alas... He was unlucky. He had been unlucky for eight lifetimes. He was beaten to the point of mental disorder. He screamed at everyone he saw. Dad, Mom!
Bei Gonghua thought about it and retreated quickly. Before leaving, she told her subordinates that if the leader asked, tell the truth. The three people yelled and wanted to escape, but were rescued by Protector Bei Gonghua.
Bei Gonghua led the escort team to withdraw. It was quiet in the dungeon. He was in unbearable pain. He held on to the cage pole and cried loudly!
The second floor of Chengdong Tea House, the headquarters of Xishan Sect.
Huang Lang drank tea and observed the street situation. There was no suspicious person. He walked around aimlessly after leaving the teahouse. He wandered around thirty miles outside the main city. He accidentally passed by a dilapidated Taoist temple. He felt depressed and had too many distracting thoughts. Enter a Taoist temple to purify yourself.
The small wooden door of the Taoist temple opened, and in the dilapidated courtyard, a young Taoist was found carrying water and watering vegetables. He ignored the yellow wolf.
Huang Lang walked through the front yard and came to the backyard. He was using the toilet and came out. Feng Ziyue saw Huang Lang at a glance. She quickly returned to the toilet and said, "Hallucination, hallucination. Could it be that Huang Lang has so many magical powers that he knows that he is hiding in a Taoist temple, so he is definitely not a yellow wolf." , she rubbed her eyes and looked along the toilet vent, holy shit, that’s right, it’s a yellow wolf.”
The yellow wolf went straight to the toilet.
Feng Ziyue holds the Xuankun needle tightly and prepares to fight.
The yellow wolf urgently walked into the men's room next door, whistled and muttered, "Damn, I'm old and still sick, why are you doing splits when you pee? I hate you, I'll pinch you, pinch you, break the stick, hum." "
Huang Lang muttered, and Jia Feng Ziyue could hear clearly next door. She didn't mind the smell of the toilet, so she pressed against the wall and listened to Huang Lang's words in the men's room next door.
In fact, women appear to be reserved in front of outsiders. Women are sexier than men. Don't refute it. This is the fact.
Jiaofeng Ziyue was so excited that she wanted to rush to the men's room and experience the Yellow Wolf stick. Unfortunately, the Yellow Wolf was already an enemy and the chance was gone. She was unwilling to give in and pressed her face against the wall to listen.
Suddenly, there was no movement.
Jiefeng Ziyue quickly came to the door of the toilet and saw Huang Lang going straight to water the vegetables, his subordinate Xiao Dao.
Hello, Master.
Huang Lang greeted the little old man very politely. This fake Feng Ziyue was very surprised. In her impression, Huang Lang always yelled at everyone.
The little old Taoist had just been carrying water to water the vegetables, but he really didn't notice the yellow wolf entering the courtyard. The yellow wolf seemed to be walking normally, but in fact he used magic to move forward, so that he could find out the news.
To explain, one thing is that the little old Taoist's spell skills are very low.
The little old Taoist held a water ladle in his hand and looked up at the yellow wolf standing next to the cucumber stand. He was frightened and his hands were trembling with water splashing on the eggplant. Fortunately, Feng Ziyue usually trained them to be calm when things happen and told himself not to be nervous.
Xia Laodao muttered something like, "I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous."
Feng Ziyue felt bad and was ready to fight.
The little old man was in a daze. The whole process took less than three seconds and returned to normal.
Oh, please, who are you looking for?
The little old man poured the vegetables in a very calm tone.
I'm passing by here and taking a rest. Could you please ask the little master to read the Tao Te Ching to me?
"What, Sutra?"
Tao Te Ching.
"I don't know, our Taoist temple has Taoist scriptures."
Yes, yes, it is the Taoist scriptures.
The little old Taoist hesitated for a moment, then came to the cucumber stand with a bucket, hey hey hey, he didn't say anything, grinned, and Huang Lang said to himself in a daze, "Damn, you big fool, old Taoist."
Donor, I joined the Taoist temple and was too lazy to study the scriptures. I liked to play, so the Taoist told me to water the vegetables, run errands, etc. You come with me to meet the Taoist, who should know the scriptures.
"Should be." Huang Lang almost burst out in joy, knowing that the two swords of the Taoist Taoist Temple are here, and if he wants to calm down, he should wait for a while.
The Xishan Sect has too many things to worry about recently, so it would be a good way to relieve boredom.
Huang Lang nodded, and the little old man led the way to the front hall.
Fake Feng Ziyue entered the secret passage and quickly came to the hall, observing Huang Lang's every move through the monitor.
She always felt that Huang Lang's old son was abnormal. She wanted to tell him to pay attention, but it was already too late!
The little old Taoist led Huang Lang through the corridor and shouted loudly, Master, Master, the donor is here, the donor is here. This is also a signal.
Men and women were chatting and laughing in the hall. The old Taoist accompanied a beautiful young woman out of the door, and met the young old Taoist and Huang Lang.
The old Taoist recognized the yellow wolf at a glance. He was nervous and scared. He was not afraid that he was bragging, "Did this old boy find out that we are lurking here?"
The old Taoist was afraid in his heart. Since he couldn't escape face to face, he would die faster if he ran away.
The old Taoist looked at the flowery girl and nodded towards Huang Lang. "The female donor, a poor Taoist, has already consecrated you personally. Don't worry, you will definitely be happy."
Master, great, the consecration must be accurate. I will come again to consecrate another day. If the consecration is successful, I will come often in the future. As long as I can get pregnant, I can get the property of the corrupt official. Oye, the woman took out the gold bar and gave it to the old man. At first glance, it looks like it’s not short of money.
Yellow Wolf swallowed his saliva when he saw such a charming woman, and held back without taking action. If no one was around, he would definitely use the stick method!
He was vaguely ogling the woman.
The woman looked at Yellow Wolf with a mean look in her eyes, shaking her red embroidered clothes and walked past him.
A scent of cosmetics hit their nostrils, Huang Lang, and the two old Taoists couldn't help but watch the woman leave the Taoist temple gate. The three of them swallowed, wiped their mouths, and laughed.
"Donor, please come quickly, please come quickly." The old Taoist asked Huang Lang, who looked back at the door in three steps. After entering the house, the old Taoist made tea and poured water.
Huang Lang originally planned to come here to be quiet and let the old Taoist read the scriptures, but hey, who would have known that he would meet such a romantic woman. He held a tea bowl and recalled the incident with the woman.
He kept looking at the door uneasily, wishing that the young woman could come back.
The old Taoist and the little old Taoist saw Huang Lang's expression and felt like they had a mirror in their hearts. Men know men best, and they both wanted to see beautiful women every day.
In fact, both men and women are lustful.
Let no one say anyone is noble.
Huang Lang took a sip of tea and thought for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, old man, ah, no, old man, when will that little lady come again?
The old Taoist looked at the little old Taoist and said, "Go and guard the gate and don't allow anyone to come in. I have something to say with the donor."
It seemed like an ordinary sentence, but the little old Taoist understood it and ran to the gate to see if any escorts were following.
(End of chapter)
