I overturned after dressing as a villain master

At lunch time, even Du Nanqiu, who looked dull, was taken to Shu Lang's house by a bamboo boat.

Shu Lang's family, Yuehua and Shitou Village gathered all the respectable villagers.

Aunt Xiaoman led several women to organize a banquet in the back kitchen, and the girl in green directed several young men to move the tables.

Shu Man, together with the other villagers, was eating melon seeds, and surrounded Le Yuanxing's master and apprentice in the middle.

They had never seen such a character as Le Yuanxing, with a bone-like spirit and a valiant demeanor.

Moreover, the suspicion of Le Yuanxing being an evil spirit has been cleared away, and everyone no longer has vigilance in their hearts, and they all started to get close to Le Yuanxing, talking around Le Yuanxing, calling them immortals in their words.

Le Yuanxing had no choice but to lie that his surname was Xu, and let everyone call him the head of Xu.

It's a pity that it didn't take long before everyone took another Xu Shenxian.

Opposite him are Xu Xinhen, Xu Shaoxia; Shen Yiran, Shen Shaoxia; Du Nanqiu is called... Du Gongzi because he looks very weak.

The village is remote, and the villagers don't have much knowledge, so the names they racked their brains to come up with are all good words they think.

"Shenxian Xu, you eat melons and grow them yourself. I sleep in the melon field every day and take care of them myself. It's sweet."

Le Yuanxing: "Delicious, delicious."

"Shenxian Xu, are you about to become a fairy? When the time comes, you will go to the Heavenly Court. You can go back to our stone village to show your spirit, and we will build a temple for you."

Le Yuanxing: "It's still early, it's still early."

"Xu Shenxian, can you marry a wife? Did Shenxian plan to have a child before? I have a cousin..."

Le Yuanxing: ...

Everyone in the room was very curious about Le Yuanxing's master and apprentice, asking questions around Le Yuanxing, only the patriarch of Yuehua Village didn't think about food and drink, leaned on a walking stick, and sighed.

Except for the married girls in Yuehua Village, most of them are surnamed Gao, and the old patriarch is the patriarch of the Gao clan, named Gao Zhao.

The old man in Yangbei Village next to Gao Zhao was very unrestrained, drinking and eating meat, smiling all the time.

Gao Zhao glanced at him, curled his lips, and sighed: "Heartless, no wonder you don't even have a home at such an age."

The old man knew that Gao Zhao was mocking him, so he was not angry, and said nonchalantly, "It's because the old man has no home and no job, that he can eat well and sleep well wherever he goes."

Brilliant move: "Aren't you afraid of evil spirits?"

The old man took a bite of the chicken leg and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, why not. But old man, I'm not a monk, and I don't have family members to help me. I'm afraid I'll be useless? It's better to eat more while I have breath. In the future, if I feed the evil spirits, I won't be afraid." It won't be dismissed as too thin, and people will still be talking about it until death."

This kind of theory, this kind of mentality, is novel and contemptuous.

He squinted to look at the old man, and saw that although the old man was dressed in rags, he was not weak, especially his wrists, which were not rough and sallow, but rather delicate, which showed that the beggars in Yangbei Village lived a healthy life.

At this moment, Le Yuanxing finally escaped from the layers of villagers and walked to the side of the two of them.

Le Yuanxing greeted the two of them kindly and politely. When he saw Gao Zhao, he felt much more at ease, and quickly got up to return the greeting.

But the old man in Yangbei Village, staring at the job bowl in front of him, didn't even bother to lift his head.

Le Yuanxing didn't care much, and even sat across from the old man and poured him a glass of wine.

The old man didn't look up, he just said vaguely: "Good young man, good young man."

Just about to reach for the wine glass, Le Yuanxing's eyes flashed, and he grabbed his arm.

The old man smiled at Le Yuanxing, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Oh, what are you pulling me for? Could it be that Daxian you have taken a fancy to me, an old man?"

Xu Xinhen sneered at the side: "Don't be sympathetic."

The old man showed fear, and twitched, "How can I be compared with Sect Leader Mo? He's a person like Qingfeng Mingyue. What about me? Tossing and turning in the dirty mud, wandering in the streets and alleys, if you have to compare, you might as well say that I am Happy traveling."

Le Yuanxing: ... Mo Hanqing is right.

Xu Xin smiled bitterly, took a few steps back, and suddenly shouted: "Master Mo! When did you become a beggar on the street?"

As he spoke, he made a trick secretly, and got rid of the old man's tricks.

A delicately carved jade face, unparalleled in style, was revealed.

Mo Hanqing gritted his teeth and said, "How did you find out?"

Xu Xinhen said expressionlessly: "Your fan is exposed."

While speaking, Shu Lang was already kneeling in front of Mo Hanqing. When the villagers of Yuehua Village saw Shu Lang kneeling down, they didn't know what happened, but they also knelt together with Hulala.

Only Xiao Man stood and asked, "Who is this big brother?"

Aunt Xiaoman covered the child's mouth, and also pulled him to kneel down.

Mo Hanqing looked at the dark villagers, smiled casually, then turned his gaze to Le Yuanxing, and said shyly: "Le Yuanxing, you are so bad, you don't even want to play with others."

Villager: ...

The villagers didn't respond to the name Le Yuanxing, but Shu Lang raised his head, as if he had been deceived.Thinking that the monk he respected and worshiped was actually the number one villain in Jiuzhong, it was like drinking rotten rice porridge.

Due to the presence of Mo Hanqing, he didn't dare to speak, he just gouged out Le Yuanxing with a knife-like gaze.

When Mo Hanqing saw it, he was overjoyed, covered his stomach and laughed for a long time, only to wake up after being slapped on the back by Xu Xinhen.

Thinking that there is still a big enemy to deal with right now, he put away his laughing thoughts for the time being, and said seriously: "Under the influence of my head, Le Yuanxing has already changed his ways, so patriarch Shu doesn't need to worry too much."

When Shu Lang heard that Mo Hanqing called him patriarch, he was stunned for a long time, ignored the second half of the sentence, and hurriedly said: "Master, you... are you trying to drive me out of the Qiankun faction?"

Mo Hanqing took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "This is in your territory, it's not an exaggeration for me to call you patriarch."

Shu Lang heaved a sigh of relief, and then smirked.

Xu Xinhen pulled Le Yuanxing up, and said, "Since Sect Leader Mo, who is unrivaled in the world, is here, let's stop meddling, Master, let's go."

Shu Lang remembered that although the young man in black was unkind and disrespectful to Sect Leader Mo, he had kindly taught him to practice, so he should not be bad.

There is also Le Yuanxing, even though he has a bad reputation on the Jiuzhong Continent, when he saw him today, he only felt that getting along with this person was like a spring breeze, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Moreover, these two people seem to be very familiar with the head of the sect. How can the person whom the head of Mo is optimistic about be a villain?

Thinking about it this way, Shu Lang felt that it was very superficial to judge people by rumors just now, and couldn't help but blush.

So, Shu Lang poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Le Yuanxing, held one for himself, and said sincerely: "The safety of the two villages of Yuehua and Shitou depends more on the head of Le."

Xu Xinhen's expression turned pale, and he took a cool look at Mo Hanqing.

Mo Hanqing couldn't help but froze after being swept away by the cold gaze.

In fact, Le Yuanxing doesn't blame Shu Lang, after all, he has a notorious reputation, and he is a strange person who doesn't hate or fear after hearing it.

It's normal for Shu Lang to be a little apprehensive.

However, Xu Xin hates defending him, so he is still very happy.

After all, his path is finally accompanied by someone.You don't have to swallow the bitterness alone.

Over there, Xu Xinhen asked, "The old man in Yangbei Village has always been you?"

Although Mo Hanqing was still dressed in rags, he had already recovered his suave posture. He waved his fan and said with a half-smile, "I wasn't with you a few days ago, so why pretend to be a beggar? I just arrived today. Pretending to be an old man, I want to give you a surprise."

Xu Xinhen: "What happened to the big waves in the underwater city?"

Mo Hanqing closed her fan and silently glanced at Shu Lang.

Shu Lang understood, and immediately arranged for the villagers to leave the courtyard.

Shu Lang is leaving too, Mo Hanqing said with a smile: "Good disciple, you stay."

Shu Lang was flattered.

Mo Hanqing pointed to the grape trellis in the courtyard and said, "Go and pick some grapes for me. I want sweet and sour ones. I won't eat anything that's too sour or too sweet."

Shu Lang happily took the order and left.

Du Nanqiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Sect Leader Mo is so majestic."

Mo Hanqing looked back at him, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Big apprentice, who did you hit?"

Ever since Du Nanqiu woke up, he hasn't spoken yet. Le Yuanxing is also thinking about what happened. Hearing Mo Hanqing's question now, he hurriedly asked, "Nanqiu, who did you and Yiran meet?"

Du Nanqiu frowned, and said lightly: "A monk, masked, never seen before, very strange."

Le Yuanxing said, "Cover your face?"

Du Nanqiu nodded, and Shen Yiran immediately said: "I have been hiding, probably the man in black thought that there was no one else except the unconscious elder brother, so he took off the black scarf."

Mo Hanqing suddenly said: "Is it really a demon?"

Du Nanqiu shook his head and said affirmatively: "Probably not, if it's a demon, why didn't he take my golden elixir before leaving?"

Mo Hanqing: "But this monk only knocked you unconscious, he didn't take your life, and he didn't want a magic weapon, so what was it for?"

Du Nanqiu thought about it, and said: "Maybe it's for the master. He saw that the master was not there, so he didn't bother him."

At present, there are no other clues, so everyone has to put this matter aside for the time being and talk about the seabed city instead.

That day's big waves, Mo Hanqing originally believed that it was the fault of Fengliu Nian, and turned back to the seabed city angrily to arrest people, but was in vain.

Seeing that Dongwanggui and the others were safe, he did not stay, but returned to the Qiankun faction.

When he went back, he heard a report from his subordinates that there was an evil spirit in Mumeng Mountain, so he came here in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived at Mumeng Mountain and saw Le Yuanxing was there, he couldn't help playing tricks, knocked out an old man casually, pretended to be him, and appeared in front of the two of them.

Xu Xin hated to tease: "It's a pity that I can't confuse the fake with the real."

Mo Hanqing: "I didn't pretend to be serious, otherwise you guys wouldn't be able to see it. Xiao Yiran, why are you staring at me, I'll be Mo Hanqing."

Shen Yiran: ...

Le Yuanxing asked anxiously: "Where is the old man who was knocked unconscious by you?"

Mo touched his chin affectionately and said, "He's so ugly, I just threw it under the grape trellis."

As soon as the words fell, Shu Lang who was picking grapes shouted: "Master, Master, why are you sleeping here!"

Everyone: ... It is obviously a good thing done by your head.

The old man in Yangbei Village woke up leisurely, and seeing the person who knocked him out was looking at him with a half-smile, he broke out in a cold sweat, sat up suddenly, and exclaimed: "You, are you a demon?"

Mo Hanqing waved his fan and said in displeasure, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Then...then you hit me." The old beggar looked aggrieved, not like an old man in his seventies and eighties, but like a child who suffered a loss.

Mo Hanqing grinned: "Besides, I'll beat you!"

Old beggar: "You... bully the old man."

Mo Hanqing: "I don't know how much older than you!"

Le Yuanxing supported his forehead, letting Xu Xinhen hold Mo Hanqing, while he took a step forward, helped the old man up, handed him a glass of water, and asked softly, "What's the old man's name?"

When the old man saw Le Yuanxing, he felt a lot more friendly, but he still said in a hoarse voice, "Are you guys in the same group?"

Le Yuanxing smiled, and said softly: "Old man, look at me, I'm full of righteousness, and look at that person's whole body of evil, what's the difference?"

The old man looked left and right, and said, "Hey, it seems to be."

Mo Hanqing wanted to scold others, but was pulled further away by Xu Xin's hatred.

Le Yuanxing helped the old man to sit on the wooden bench, and refilled him with another cup of tea.

The old man suddenly felt restless, stood up, waved his hands and said: "You are a fairy-like figure, if you treat the old man like this, the old man will shorten his life."

Seeing the old man's sincerity and fear, Le Yuanxing didn't force it, he just asked, "Master, have you ever seen a demon?"

The old man's eyes moved slightly, the fundus of his eyes turned red quickly, and his standing body trembled a little. Shen Yiran poured him a glass of wine to strengthen his courage, and the old man opened his mouth slowly.

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