After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Tang Simi pouted her head.

The senior brother smiled and said, "Why are you still angry?"

Tang Simi didn't reply to his words.

"Brother, that's a compliment to you."

"I'm not angry." Tang Simi turned her head, but everyone was here, and there was no one who caught her.

Sometimes Tang Simi herself is not sure whether the existence of that person is an illusion.

But whenever she was in danger, she could always truly feel that person's help.

To Tang Simi, this feeling was very contradictory.

"Is there one last hill?" Tang Simi asked.

The brother of Longhu Mountain said: "Yes, the last mountain is Panlong Mountain."

Panlong Mountain...

Tang Simi still remembered that the beginning of this memory was from Panlong Mountain.

The group traveled day and night, and when they arrived at Panlong Mountain, they had imagined that the seniors at Panlong Mountain would cleanse them up, prepare a good meal, and give them a clean bed where they could rest for a day.

It's just that when they arrived, the imaginary crowds on the mountain had long since disappeared.

Panlong Mountain has long lost the excitement of the day.

All the people on the mountain are just a little boy about ten years old.

Xiao Daotong looked nervous at the crowd of people coming.

Tang Simi said: "I once placed an order here, wanting to find your master."

The little boy looked Tang Simi up and down, seeing that Tang Simi was a good-natured person, so he said in a childlike voice, "Everyone in the division has gone down the mountain to suppress her."

Tang Simi was taken aback.

In the past, there were many disciples up and down Panlong Mountain, and all of them lived in peace and happiness.

The Xiangyun Mountain house next door was damaged, and they did not forget to lend a helping hand.

But now those warm-hearted people are not on the mountain anymore.

"Before my master left, he told me to open the mountain gate for those in need, and they will come back as soon as they go."

As Xiao Daotong said, he pushed open the gate of Panlong Mountain Taoist Temple to welcome the guests.

Seeing his pity, the senior brother from Longhushan immediately helped him: "Then how long has your master been away, but he will be back soon."

It's okay if you don't ask, but after asking, Xiao Daotong immediately wrinkled his nose and cried: "My master has been gone for half a year."

He was still a child, but he knew that it was for his own good that the masters did not take him down the mountain.

He also knew that the group that descended from the mountain were all beasts, and that Master went down the mountain to kill the evil beasts in the world.

But he knew better that the masters were unarmed, so he asked with a crying voice: "Master, is he not coming back?"

A little child is like a bright mirror in his heart.

When the masters left, it was clear that they were going to die.

Tang Simi touched his head: "No, they will be back soon."

Tang Simi said, and followed the brothers from Longhu Mountain into the mountain gate.

Seeing Xiaodaotong clinging to Tang Simi, the elder brother of Longhushan couldn't help sighing: "Xiaoyou Tang's temper is like a cat's. She is always kind to the elderly and children. She is not satisfied with us in a word. Just shine your claws."

"That's what you always say that people don't like you. Look for the problem from yourself."

The brothers and sisters bickered while weeding out the weeds in Panlong Mountain.

Towards evening, there was a gust of evil wind, and it began to rain on the mountain. Several houses were old because they were not occupied.

It's raining heavily outside, and it's raining lightly inside the house.

A few brothers were chatting and laughing, and climbed up to go out to repair the room.

All I saw was Tang Simi's figure alone at night, going to the back mountain.

"I really want to see Tang Xiaoyou go to the back mountain."

"This is the last place. There is nothing going on ahead. This time, it will be a piece of cake for Tang Xiaoyou."

"It's important for us to repair the house, and we'll go to her room to see if there's any rain leakage."

"It's hard to find a place to live. Let's celebrate with something delicious tonight."

"Yes, yes, after tonight, Tang Xiaoyou should have arranged the formation in the back mountain, and then it's done. Let's prepare some delicious food, which can be regarded as a celebration for her."

They were talking and laughing, wiping the rain on their faces and showing a smile.

Tang Simi was alone, and after searching for a while in the back mountain, she found the location of the formation.

"This is your last chance." Tang Simi said.

But in the air, no one responded to her.

The little beggar frowned, "What is the last chance, what are you talking about? How unlucky are these words?"

Tang Simi waited quietly, as if waiting for someone's reply.

In the dark night, her petite body seemed indistinguishable.

Tang Simi also looked at this little girl who was one size smaller than herself, and there was still a sadness in her eyebrows.

"This is the last formation."

As she spoke, the movements of her hands were slow and orderly, and she began to arrange everything in her hands unhurriedly.

For the last formation, she was not in a hurry, nor was she in a hurry.

After everything was done, Tang Simi looked at her with some pity.

She stretched herself, as if she had seen everything in front of her clearly.

Xiao Daoist smiled slightly, she looked at the surrounding air and said, "Actually, you really want to respond to me, but you can't do it, right?"

The little beggar nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes."

He couldn't understand why Tang Simi could see ghosts but couldn't see him.

His existence seemed to only stand up when Tang Simi was in danger, and use his strength for a moment to protect Tang Simi.

In the past, he was happy with such a situation.

At least his existence is like an elf protecting Tang Simi.

This feeling as if he was born for Tang Simi gave him an indescribable sense of honor.

But now he feels bad.

It's still the pond in the back mountain, but the stone tablet that has been smoothed and has not had time to engrave it has not been taken care of for a long time, and it has long been covered with vines.

The night and the messy grass covered up the two traces he left behind.

The rain still had no intention of stopping.

Xiao Daoist was already drenched, she leaned on the stone tablet, and her whole body seemed to lose all strength.

Tang Simi said: "Using one's own luck to gamble with the luck of a country is really like what we would do."

Along the way, when the Xiao Daoist set up the magic circle, he didn't let the other brothers be contaminated, not because of her domineering personality, nor because there were any untold secrets in the magic circle.

Rather, she knew that these reversal formations were betted by her own energy.

Doesn't Tsuchimikado like to bet on the luck of the country?But he is not worthy to gamble with the common people on the land of Kyushu.

He took out his small country, only worthy of betting with her.