Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Xiao Yihe had already put on his boots, shook off the outer shirt that someone had neatly folded beside the pillow, dressed in an orderly manner, tied his hair, then grabbed the spiritual pouch and tied it on his body, and whitened Nan Rongke vigorously. With a glance, the tip of the tongue is raised:

"Shao—come, Young Master Nanrong, read to me, burning, not showing off."

Nan Rongke folded his arms around his chest and snorted. He didn't give in to the verbal dispute at all: "Show or not, you know for yourself. I don't know who it was. Can't get it off!"

Chao Wendao hurriedly said: "Okay Brother Nanrong, don't bully Junior Brother Song anymore, Junior Brother Song is only sick and confused..."

"..." Xiao Yihe was washing his face sullenly, he almost choked to death when he heard the words, he raised his head suspiciously to look at a few people, seeing even Chao Wendao's eyes wandering and dodging, he knew it was true.

But he was relieved immediately. After all, he saw his master in his dream. It was understandable for him to treat Xue Xuanwei as his master for a moment. He laughed and said, "Yeah, that's not like some people." , On the surface, he looks arrogant and domineering, but he is actually afraid that I will die! He also wants to bury me in his ancestral grave!"

Nan Rongke stood up straight, and became angry from embarrassment: "Who said that! Who wants to join a blind man!"

Teasing Nan Rongke made Xiao Yihe regain a bit of the meaning of quarreling with Nan Rongqi back then, and he had never lost a fight with Nan Rongke.

"That is, you are a person who wears braids in the middle of the night and goes out on tiptoe to walk around the street. Your hobbies are different from others. You have unique tastes, so naturally you look down on me, a blind man."

Nan Rongke shouted angrily: "Don't move, if I don't clean you up, your surname is Nan Rong!"

Xiao Yihe wiped his face in a hurry, then ran out, overjoyed, he said: "What kind of hobby do you have, you want to follow someone else's surname? Song Ke, seeing off guests, hahahaha this is very good, I agree!"

He rushed out the door without any awareness of his bad eyesight, so he slammed his head into a hard and warm chest without any eyesight, clutching his forehead in a daze for a moment.

Behind him, Nan Rongke was chasing after him with his sword.

"Song—ah, Sect Master Xue!"

"I have seen the suzerain..."

"I have seen Sect Master Xue."

"En." Xue Xuanwei grasped his forearm, lifted him up, straightened him on the stairs, stared at him quietly, and frowned suddenly, "You—"

He didn't continue talking, but turned to Chao Wen, "Where are you going?"

Chao Wendao said respectfully: "Sovereign Master, let's go for a walk with Junior Brother Song."

Xiao Yihe was so close to him that he could still see clearly, his gaze wandered around his face, and then he looked down at his cuffs, seeing that he had changed into a new Taoist robe, he followed suit without saying anything. Hypocritically shouted "Hello, Sect Master Xue" twice.

Xue Xuanwei frowns furiously——

Before he opened his mouth to reprimand, Nan Rongke took a step forward, grabbed Xiao Yihe's hand and pressed it on his armguard. In an instant, the spiritual power flowed away, forming an eye network for seeing.

Seeing that his left eye gradually changed from a bright yellow glaze color to a slightly reddish one, filled with true yang spiritual power, the left and right eyes were of different colors, resembling a pair of shiny and beautiful cat's eyes.

No matter when, he always has the ability to win people's hearts...Hoo, friend, call, friend.

Xue Xuanwei retracted the hand that had just been stretched out of the cuff, and his eyes slowly wandered over Nan Rongke's face, with no expression of joy or anger.

The atmosphere was subtle, and the four of them didn't dare to stay any longer. Nan Rongke felt the chill on the back of his neck, and pretended to be cute for a while, then huddled around Xue Xuanwei, flying like going downstairs.

"Did you do it on purpose, hitting Sect Master Xue?"

"Ah, is that what I'm willing to hit?"

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go..."

After walking away, Nan Rongke shouted again: "This is my spiritual power, don't grab it...you hold my arm, it will pass by itself, enough for you to see things!"

Xiao Yihe's chirping voice came back: "You are so stingy! Taoist companion——"

"Ah, don't call those two words anymore! When I return to Chasing Moon Villa, I will tear up the contract and throw it on your face!"

"Aha, ahahaha!"

"..."

Xue Xuanwei looked at their cheerful and lively backs with shoulders and shoulders crossed, and his brows frowned even deeper.

After suffering such a serious injury, he still has to run outside. Could it be that he can't stop for a while?

After thinking for a while, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his cuff, folded it to look like a bird, and used spiritual power points as eyes.The little sparrow transformed into a yellow feather and red beak from his palm, and flew out of the window flutteringly.

"Go."

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They ran and complained to each other, and they didn't slow down until they got out of the inn, walked two streets, and basked in the warm breeze of Daichuan.

There are not many people in Daichuan on the street, they are all monks dressed in various colors, and some of them came here specially to join in the fun when they heard about Daichuan's accident.The streets are full of people coming and going, with gongs and drums playing, making it very noisy.

Among them, there are naturally some minor sects who took the opportunity to sell spiritual objects and artifacts.

No wonder Nan Rongke called them to the street.

Xiao Yihe saw some monks making moves to the small stone niches on the side of the street.

Zhao Wendao saw that he cared, so he roughly told him the cause and effect of the matter.

He also said: "The people who experienced the natural disaster are mostly gone. Even Wu Yue'er's foster brother 'A Yang' passed away ten years ago. There are only a few old people left, all crying bitterly. Renovate the Chenghuang Temple, cast a golden body, offer incense, and save her."

He sighed: "It's just that the floating world in the ghost land is ominous after all, and it is bound to intrude on the local land veins. I'm afraid that the local water and soil will be less fertile in the next ten years."

Nan Rongke sneered: "What a pity, this is called karma! Whoever committed the evil must be paid back."

Karma, who said it wasn't...

Without mentioning this, Chao Wendao looked at Xiao Yihe: "Speaking of which, it's thanks to Junior Brother Song and Sect Master Xue in the ghost realm, otherwise we wouldn't be able to wander around at this time."

Lu Lingfeng quickly echoed: "That's right, the ghost environment is very dark, and many people are still lying on the bed at this moment!"

Xiao Yihe waved his hands, and just as he straightened his chest, he wanted to say "Where is the prize, the brothers will not give up too much", but his arm was deliberately bumped, and someone hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and he turned his head. At first glance, he was a Taoist with a yellow beard who was described as chubby.

"..."

Just when he was wondering, he saw him sneaking into the street and alley, and hooked his hands at the four of them in a remote and deserted place.

Nan Rongke is always courageous, and he followed without even thinking about it, depending on what tricks he plays in broad daylight.

"Young masters, I see that your eyebrows are like spring mountains, and your bones are clear and handsome. You can see that you are young and vigorous, and you are a great talent!" Taoist Huang beard praised first, then suddenly whispered, and he looked around. Looking back, he suddenly opened the front of his clothes, opened the left and right hatchbacks, and asked with a smile on his face——

"—Do you want Chunyi Wuhen to disperse?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yihe was taken aback by his action of pulling up the skirt of his clothes.

Looking at it calmly, he saw that there were no less than dozens of hidden pockets sewn on the inside of his two skirts, and there were all sorts of strange things heavy in them, no wonder his figure looked so bulging.

"Wow!" Xiao Yihe sighed.

Nan Rongke's face was very strange, Chao Wendao asked naively: "Brother Nan Rong, what is Wuhen San?"

Chao Wendao leaned close to his ear and spoke, his soft breath swept over Nan Rongke's face even more strangely.

Lu Lingfeng scratched the tip of his nose, lowered his head and was thinking about how to explain to the breezy Xiaochao Taoist tactfully.

Xiao Yihe on the other end was already laughing out loud, and just barely held the fan in his hand and shook it coquettishly: "There are thousands of beautiful scenery on a good day, the most beautiful is spring-Meng Wuhen, ha, ha, ha!"

"—cough." Lu Lingfeng also felt embarrassed, and just scribbled down a sentence, "Yin, Yinyang sect."

Chao Wendao turned his attention slightly, his ears turned red: "..."

Seeing them turn around several times, Taoist Huangbeard took two quick steps to stop them, then dug out a separate porcelain pot, and persistently recommended: "Wuhensan doesn't matter if you like it or not!—Do you want Shidu Dan?"

Like Chao Wendao, a well-known student with a clear air, a strong integrity, and a noble and upright spirit, he is young and has little contact with demon cultivators, let alone a member of the Yin-Yang sect. He blushed and couldn't help being curious: " What is Shidu Dan?"

Before anyone else could open their mouths, Taoist Huangxu had already explained generously: "This ten-degree elixir, when one grain enters water, it is colorless and tasteless. Just use Wuhen San once, this one is powerful, and you can take it ten times."

Chao Wendao was unclear, so: "What ten times?"

Xiao Yihe shook his wrist again, shaking his non-existent fan: "One spring breeze, one warbler, ten spring breeze..." He read halfway, and with great interest, he hooked the yellow-bearded Taoist's shoulder and asked, "You Tell me carefully, what kind of ten-time method is this?"

Seeing that he was a knowledgeable man, Taoist Huangbeard immediately became attentive and explained in detail for a while.

All the teenagers saw the two of them gesticulating and nodding, Xiao Yihe suddenly realized that this was the case, he was enlightened, he was taught and taught.

"That's right..." Taoist Huangxu smiled and clapped his hands together, "Ten times, do you understand?"

"Understood." Xiao Yihe was curious, "Otherwise I really can't understand it?"

The Taoist patted his chest: "The unique secret recipe, even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu can't solve it!"

Xiao Yihe didn't have time to feel emotional, Nan Rongke took a step forward and caught him back, his face flushed red: "Song Yao, you still have to lose face!"

Afraid that he would continue to ask and pull out something that shouldn't be heard, Nan Rongke pushed him, and Lu Lingfeng dragged Chao Wendao, wanting to stay away from this corner that insults the Taoism.

The yellow-bearded Taoist hadn't opened for many days, he managed to catch a few young lads, how could he let them leave easily, followed closely behind his buttocks and said: "Masters, gentlemen, my business is open. A little cheaper for you—hey, don’t be in a hurry, you’re not interested in these things?...Do you want the Shadow Jade?

Nan Rongke was the one who walked the fastest, when he heard the Guiyingyu, he suddenly stomped his feet: "Do you have Guiyingyu?"

Taoist Huangxu knew that the business was coming, he quickly dragged them back, and said with a flattering smile: "I have everything, what kind of Taoist leader would you like?"

He opened the left skirt, pointed to a hidden pocket on his chest, and introduced enthusiastically, "I have "Jiaoyuli", "Seven Beauties", "Golden Plum Three Degrees", or the young master likes other flavors."

He opened the right skirt again: "There is also "The Merman Weeping" and "Five Tigers Crouching on the Jade Mountain"...Let me tell you, this "Snake Dragon Exploring the Cave"..."

Nan Rongke couldn't stand listening to his filthy notebooks, so he immediately interrupted: "Is there any subquery in "A Brief History of Leng Yanyuan"?"

"..." Taoist Huang beard was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Young master actually likes to watch this."

"But the young master has found the right person, and I do have one!"