Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

Ji Lian took Pei Ji out, not for other things.

Or for a residence permit.

Yes, Ji Lian and Pei Ji are still unscrupulous gangsters.

Fortunately, this matter is not difficult to solve. First, after Yungang entered the government, Lou Jiabao and the others came out to provide some solutions, and then Yu Libai took the two of them to visit the mayor's house. He lived in Baihe Town before he was five years old. , there are testimonies among neighbors, which also provide a lot of convenience.

After procrastinating for so long, Lu Yindu has already done everything, plus the land deed and house deed of the Jifu, etc., there are a lot of odds and ends.

Moreover... neither the money nor the favor owed to Yu Libai has been repaid.

For the first time, Ji Lian was troubled by the relationship with others.

It was already around dinner time, and it was rare for Ji Lian to take his younger brother to the restaurant when he refused the mayor's proposal to stay for dinner.

For the strong cross-bridge rice noodles, the store also specially put cooked chicken blood clots in the toppings. Pei Ji waved his chopsticks very unskillfully to eat them happily.

Obviously empty stomach, because the training intensity is too high and the energy has been exhausted long ago, but Ji Lian has no appetite.

So when Pei Ji stared at him after finishing his bowl of rice noodles, he pushed his bowl over.

On the contrary, Pei Ji looked reserved, "I'm actually full..."

Ji Lian raised his eyebrows, looked at the other person's expression that said "I just refuse it", and took the bowl back directly.

Unexpectedly, he really took it back, and the frightened blood cub rushed over and grabbed his hand holding the bowl tightly.

"Brother! Brother! I was wrong! I'm not full yet, please don't be careless and give me yours!"

The two stared at each other, and after a while, Ji Lian knocked off Pei Ji's hand and pointed at Xiao Er.

The child's eyes lit up.

"Xiao Er, have another bowl, duck blood soup!"

"Okay," Xiao Er put the white scarf on his shoulders, "One more bowl of old duck bone rice noodles!"

Soon Xiaoer brought over a big bowl of rice noodles, and took back the empty bowl that Pei Ji had finished eating, "Little girl has a really good appetite, are you here for a trip?"

Pei Ji, who had learned a little everyday language, smiled, "No, I'm moving."

"Oh, Baihe Town welcomes you," Xiaoer's eyes lit up with some poor language, "My store has a lot of delicious food, such as sugar oil cakes, do you want to try it, little girl?"

"Uh," Pei Ji looked up from the bowl, and couldn't help but look at his brother who was eating rice noodles at a leisurely pace.

Ji Lian didn't say anything, but Pei Ji had already got the answer from his silence, so he could only shake his head at Xiao Er, "I'm almost full."

Xiaoer looked regretful, and seemed to want to continue selling, but before he could utter the words of persuasion, another person interrupted him.

"After all, he is a poor ghost. He wants to eat but has no money to buy it, right?"

Ji Lian paused, Pei Ji had no choice but to raise his face from the bowl again, and the two brothers turned their heads to look at the past together.

The one who looked at them contemptuously outside the store was not the fat man who tried to blackmail and failed?

In Ji Lian's eyes, this person has been labeled as non-threatening, so his eyes only stayed on the fat man for a moment, and then shifted to a man and a woman behind him.

The men are dressed in expensive brocade robes, while the women are dressed in plain white gauze skirts, both of them look good.

That's...why does that beauty in white look so familiar?

He didn't know that the other party looked at him with the same feeling.

Ji Lian frowned, pressed Pei Ji's face back into the bowl, and signaled him to wait a while and keep quiet.

After doing all this, he stood up.

"Want to fight?"

Pei Ji, whose face was covered with scallions: "..."

Who the hell is going to cause trouble!

Startled by Ji Lian's direct attitude, the fat man instantly recalled the feeling of powerlessness when the scythe was on his neck, but as a typical villain who bullies the weak and fears the tough, the fat man still put his head on the head and quickly hid behind the man and the woman went.

"Young master, that guy is the one who hacked your talisman!"

Ji Lian who thought he was going to fight: "..."

The young man walked out of the store, and the shops around him were all ready to close. Before he could draw out his sickle, the young man in brocade robe looked at him a few times, then turned around and slapped the fat man across the face.

Ji Lian who was ready to fight for the second time: "..."

He didn't even expect that the fat man would be beaten directly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, crying bitterly while hugging Young Master Jinyi's thigh.

"Young master, why are you beating me?"

"If you don't hit you, who will you hit?" The eldest young master of the Lou family said confidently, "You are also a registered disciple of my Daohe sect. This person has no spiritual energy in his body, just an ordinary mortal who has not practiced. How could it be possible to cut my copper light Jianshu, if you make up a lie, you can also make up a little bit of it."

Ji Lian was silent, and pressed back the small half of the sickle that was secretly pulled out from behind, concentrating on pretending to be an ordinary person.

Since there is a solution without fighting, let's not fight.

"But," the fat man was shocked, "but it was indeed him that night..."

Fatty hadn't finished his sentence when another voice interrupted him from across the road.

"Hahaha, the registered disciples of the Daohe faction are so poor? This vision is really ridiculous. It's better to say that I broke the Tongguang Jianshu."

Young Master Lou and Dao and Pai Baishang frowned together, and saw two people walking slowly across the street.

"Tianyiyi... Master Yuling and Senior Brother Changhu." After all, Bai Chang, who is an official disciple of the Taohe School, recognized the two without any doubts.

Tiandao is the number one immortal sect in China, occupying the area around Kyoto, anyway, it is a strange thing to see it in this remote town in the southwest.

She was puzzled, so her movements slowed down a little. In order not to lose face, Young Master Lou could only respond on her behalf, "You are a fellow Taoist in front of you, and you are speaking rudely..."

"That's right, I just said insulting words to you Daohe Pai." The man interrupted directly.

Ji Lian: "..."

The hatred has been transferred, even if there is a fight, he will not be involved.

The young man stood in the middle of the street and thought about the situation in front of him for three seconds, then strode directly back to the store, sat back at the table under Xiao Er's surprised gaze, picked up the cold noodle soup, and started eating again.

Pei Ji, who had just wiped off his face with chopped green onion, sighed, and ate rice noodles with the same frequency as his brother.

It was so rare that they were the ones watching other people's play.

On one side are a fat man and a man and a woman, and on the other side are a pair of people who are covered in gold. The five of them are blocking the middle of the road together, which is really a serious hindrance to traffic.

But none of the shop owners around dared to go up and say so, they packed up the tables and chairs outside and closed the shop, but Ji Lian and Pei Ji, who ate rice noodles, looked at the big and small sitting calmly in their shop, wanting to cry without tears, hoping With the two cursed stars finish eating early and leave early.

But one big one and one small one sat in a stable position, and even the rhythm of eating noodles one bite at a time slowed down.

The two sides of the confrontation on the street exchanged three or two words, and their mouths were already arguing, Ji Lian sat on the side and listened slowly, while Pei Ji discussed with him in a low voice.

"Well... Daohe faction, Tianyi, it's about the same as our family power or something?"

Ji Lian shook his head.

"The power of China is divided into two sides, the right way and the evil way, just like the Holy See and the dark council."

Pei Ji suddenly realized, "So the Tianyi Daohe School is the same as the different schools in the Holy See?"

Ji Lian nodded in approval.

A certain water god who has been secretly following and eavesdropping: "..."

Who the hell instilled the wrong idea in this kid!Let him know not to beat him to death!

(The missing Ji Lian's father: Ah Xie!)

Pei Ji continued to give an analogy, "So the struggle between them is the same as the struggle between different denominations in the Holy See, for the position of the Pope and more believers?"

"almost."

Ji Lian nodded absently.

Although he was still holding the bowl, most of his attention was focused on the two groups of people who had already started fighting. Speaking of which, this was the second time he had seen the Chinese fighting in detail. Observe more, maybe it will come in handy in the future .

I saw Young Master Lou posing with bare hands, while the sky flew out a series of yellow talismans, flashing thunder in mid-air.

Pei Ji couldn't help avoiding a little.

No one came to call for a start, the two sides were already fighting together, breaking a yellow talisman with a punch, and a thunderbolt splitting a close attack, you come and go, it's so lively.

Yes, after a few minutes, Ji Lian only watched the fight as a scene.

Both sides are not very experienced people, and they even give you one move and I take turns taking turns. It's like playing house with a baby. The exorcist Ji, who has been fighting on the front line of Fei Leng Cui's exorcism all year round, is very impressed. Not eye-catching.

If the domestic level is at this level... wait, the domestic level is not at this level, is it?

The apprentice of the blood demon ancestor who fought once last time was very good at fighting.

If Yu Libai knew what he was thinking, he would definitely complain about it.

Nonsense, the difference between the righteous way of fighting mind and eyes and the magic way of fighting force is not one or two points, let alone the young elite of the magic way you met last time.

But Yu Libai didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he could only hide in the dark and frown.

Fists, swords and swords don't have eyes, and spells and magic weapons don't have eyes. Ji Lian is so close to the center of the battle, what if he is accidentally injured?

Even if he rubbed a little bit of oily skin, he would feel distressed to death.

And... bastard, Baihe Town is his territory, and these foreigners dare to fight here!

Thinking about it this way, he didn't hesitate anymore, the water vapor gathered and turned into an avatar, and he started to perform tactics while standing in the dark.

Ji Lian, who was already a little bored and about to leave, glanced around and frowned.

...It just fell into the night, why is there so much white mist all of a sudden?

He didn't notice the light blue halo of the jade bell on his chest, so he picked up Pei Ji who was watching with great interest, and stood up to look for a way out.

At some point, the waiter had already fallen asleep on one side of the table, and no one cared about the boiling water in the kitchen behind.

Some people on both sides of the fight also noticed this weirdness, and the real Yuling who had been following Tianyi's true disciple stepped forward to stop him, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid the Baihe Water God found us making trouble here, nephew, we have already borrowed it." Things, it’s better to report back to the head sooner.”

But the face of real Yuling is useless in front of the true biography of the head.

"Uncle, I didn't like it before. Did my master know that you were so flattering in front of that water god just now?" He paused, then raised his eyes, "The so-called gods are nothing more than lackeys of the Great Wu Tiangong. If the water god here dares to send When people come, just beat them back."

Daoist Yuling was in a hurry.

You can't even beat up the disciples of Daohe faction, so what are you talking about.

But he couldn't say what was in his heart, the middle-aged man could only persuade with a bitter face, "White River Water God is no better than others..."

Before he finished his sentence, a true disciple directly pushed him away, raised a magic weapon and flew towards the opposite person.

But he was punched by the opponent.

The magic weapon flew away from the small roadside shop, and the true biography didn't care, and the trick was about to be taken back.

But looking for spells to find it, there is nothing there.

...Where is the magic weapon?

He stared into the small shop. Amidst the white mist, a young man with a strange scimitar came out and threw two things at his feet.

It is his magic weapon.

It's just...it's been cut in half.