Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Sumeru view.

"Immortal Elder, please accept my worship!" The young Taoist bowed to the man in black.

"..." Zhang Dun was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Why do you recognize me?"

Zhuoxi was eating melons and drinking the tea made by Luo Hanyan. The young man had a job in his eyes. After he and Zhang Dun sat down, he greeted the Taoist priest, picked up the tea set and started making tea for the two of them.

Zhang Dun also took a sip of the tea, then put down the cup and looked at the young man in front of him.

Zhuo Xi turned his eyes on the two of them, Zhang Dun was right, this little Taoist priest was not very old, he looked in his early twenties, it was unlikely that he would know Zhang Dun, but he recognized it at a glance. There is a story.

Seeing Meng Yongge get up, he said "Honorable Master, wait a moment", then turned and went to the inner room.

"This Taoist temple seems to be old." Zhuo Xi said to Zhang Dun, "Many of the decorations are old, and it seems that there is no money to repair them."

Zhang Dun nodded slightly in agreement, and he could see it the moment he stepped into the Taoist temple.

It can also be described as "old and dilapidated", and it is a small Taoist temple with a small area.

However, despite this, the Sanqing statue enshrined in front of the altar table has been taken care of very cleanly, although some parts have lost paint, but if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

"Brother, have you ever been here?" Zhuo Xi chatted with Zhang Dun.

"No."

"That's strange."

At this moment, Meng Yongge came out from the inner room with an excited expression, holding a scroll in his hand.

"Look, Elder Immortal!"

Some yellowed picture scrolls were opened, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to them.

Then they all opened their eyes slightly.

Zhuo Xi looked interested, but Zhang Dun's reaction was:

"..."

"Senior Brother." Zhuo Xi said, "It seems that the painting on it is you."

Zhang Dun: "I can see it."

His expression seemed to say: "Third Junior Brother, your words are redundant."

Zhuo Xi stood up and said to Meng Yongge: "Can you show it to me for a closer look?"

Meng Yongge immediately said: "Of course! You are the elder brother of the immortal, so you are also the elder, please accept my worship!" As he said that, he was about to bend down, but was stopped by Zhuoxi with quick eyes and hands.

He smiled slightly and said, "No need, I don't care about that."

"Could it be... are you the Taoist Lord Yunyan?" Meng Yongge's tired dark circles have disappeared a lot since seeing them, and his whole face looks radiant, "I heard Master said..."

Zhuoxi took the scroll, walked to Zhang Dun, and asked, "Your master?"

Meng Yongge: "Yes, this scroll was drawn by my master. A hundred years ago, by chance, he almost became the apprentice of this immortal elder, but in the end he still couldn't get his wish..."

Zhuo Xi came to a sudden: "So that's the case."

Zhang Dunduo took a few glances at the portrait, and his eyes fell on Meng Yongge who was remembering.

"Then where is your master now?"

Hearing this, Meng Yongge suddenly became quiet.

"His old man has... gone west by crane, just last year."

Zhuoxi glanced at Zhang Dun, it has been a hundred years, can he still be here.

It's not like them, the life span has long exceeded that of ordinary humans.

This portrait seems to be done with care, every stroke seems to have a pious meaning, he can see the mood of the person who wrote it, Meng Yongge's master must have drawn it with a lot of regret and reverence of this image.

For Zhang Dun, he has lived for hundreds of years. Maybe that person only left such an inconspicuous image in his memory, but for the other party, this is an extremely important memory in his life.

Judging from Zhang Dun's expression, he didn't seem to have thought of such a person, so he was a little silent.

There is no way, people have lived for too long, and have experienced too many things. It is really difficult to remember a certain passer-by in this long life.

The other party didn't become his disciple, so he should have been rejected during the selection, so Zhang Dun didn't remember that person very much, so it's no wonder he was.

Because he is not only the peak master of Huale Peak, but also the busiest peak master of the fairy sect of Yuding Mountain. He has to manage many things with the presence or absence of Immortal Master Tonghua. People without too many origins.

Zhang Dun: "Your master, how old have you lived?"

Meng Yongge replied, "110 is six years old."

"It's a very long life." Zhang Dunxin said, in this way, if it happened a hundred years ago, then when the person saw him, he should still be a young man.

But now, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and the person is gone.

Time is indeed a bit cruel for mortals.

However, an ordinary person can live to more than 100 years old, which is considered very good.

And precisely because of this portrait, Meng Yongge was able to recognize Zhang Dunlai when they met.

"You said just now that you were waiting for us?" Zhang Dun asked.

Thinking of something, Meng Yongge's eyes darkened:

"Yes... because Master, the old man, once told me that not far from here, there is a fairy gate called Yuding Mountain. There are many cultivators there, and they can get rid of even powerful evil spirits... ...But his old man also said that those who have no chance will not find that place."

Zhang Dun: "That's right."

Meng Yongge looked up at him and Zhuoxi, and said, "You two immortal elders, you must know that there is something evil in Weiqing Town, right? No, I can't do anything..." As he spoke, he was a little depressed.

"I can see what is responsible for those strange things in the town, but my practice is too shallow to deal with those things at all..."

"Even so, you never gave up." Zhuoxi pointed out, "Just now you were doing it by the river, did you want to force things out of the river?"

Meng Yongge nodded: "Yes... But for some reason, they never appear before my eyes..."

"Because of that thing you wear around your neck." Zhang Dun said suddenly.

Meng Yongge was taken aback, then lowered his head and took out the piece of jade worn around his neck from his collar.

It was a square piece of jade the size of a thumb. It looked inconspicuous and felt worthless.

"This is... the old master left it to me before he left."

Zhang Dundao: "There is meritorious power on it, which should be accumulated by your master's good deeds all his life. It can protect your safety, and ordinary demons dare not approach."

Meng Yongge was stunned.

Immediately, the eye sockets became moist.

"So that's how it is..."

"Those things are called Xuanshui Weasel." Zhang Dun told the other party the results of their investigation, "The attack power is extremely powerful, and there is a leader directing it. You'd better not get involved in this matter."

He saw that Meng Yongge's cultivation was so shallow that it was only as thick as a hair. Such a human cultivator had no chance of winning against those things.

Meng Yongge was a little shy, "I'm sorry, my spiritual power is low, at most I can make a little talisman, but the effect is not very good, I am really embarrassed to say that I am a Taoist priest..."

"No problem." Zhang Dun said, "Leave this matter to us."

Meng Yongge scratched his nose: "Then, what are the elders planning to do now?"

"Find out the leader and kill them all."

"The leader...how do I find it?"

"Search the town first to see where there is evil spirit."

"Oh..." Meng Yongge thought for a while, "Speaking of evil spirits, Immortal Elder, I've always cared about one place..."

"where?"

"...I don't know if I feel wrong." He scratched his head and said with some uncertainty: "But I can take you to that place."

***

In the dark and damp alley, a thin figure covered his head, and was pushed and pushed a few times by another fat figure.

The woman in the servant's blouse rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on her hips with displeasure.

"He's out of his mind, and he's looking for trouble again. I'm afraid the jewelry lost in our wife's room was stolen by your little hoof!"

Ding Lan huddled into a ball, leaning against the corner, looking at her with a ignorant expression, as if she couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

The fat woman became even angrier when she saw this: "Hey - I feel angry when you look like this, it's all because of you, Madam is in a bad mood these days, and even vented her anger on my old lady, why don't you follow your mother?" Damn mother, let's die together!"

The back door of the mansion was open, and two servants from the mansion passed by. Seeing this scene, they began to discuss.

"I heard that our wife lost some expensive jewelry a few days ago, and she has been in a bad mood. I don't know who did it. Anyway, Madam Liu seems to have been angry for several days... "

"No wonder she started to vent to that psychopath again... By the way, can a psychopath really steal things? She won't sell them if she steals..."

"Then who knows."

"Besides, at this late night, she drove that psychopath out to let the master know—"

"Master doesn't care, he never regarded this psychopath as his own family, otherwise it would be Liu Nanny's turn to be bullied like this?"

"It's also..."

"Hey, stop talking, Mother Liu is coming to see, hurry up and go—"

The two pushed each other away.

Nanny Liu snorted coldly, closed the back door heavily, and left.

Dressed in rags, Ding Lan hugged her knees, looked at the door with a pair of cloudy eyes, and tilted her head.

Immediately, she raised her head, looked at the dark clouds above her head, and slowly revealed a smile.

The fat woman returned to her room, and carefully took out a cloth bag from under the mattress. After opening it, there were several kinds of jewelry that seemed to be of great value inside.

She grinned, picked up one of the gold bracelets with her fat fingers and put it to her mouth, biting it with her teeth, feeling a little overjoyed.

"The deed of prostitution is about to expire. At that time, I will be able to leave this Ding mansion. How can I not have something to accompany me before I leave? After working for them for so many years, what is it worth to get something?"

She hid the jewelry back again, then blew out the candle, and lay down under the covers.

It didn't take long before he fell asleep, and he seemed to have a sweet dream in his sleep, sucking the saliva from his mouth from time to time.

The moonlight was completely covered by dark clouds, and the entire Ding Mansion was shrouded in darkness, as if something was watching the people in the mansion in the darkness.

"It's here." Meng Yongge turned around, "I passed by here a few times before, and sometimes I felt a particularly damp and cold atmosphere, a bit like standing by that river—"

"Do you feel it now?" Zhang Dun asked with a serious face.

"No." Meng Yongge shook his head, "I really don't feel that way now."

"Because it sensed our arrival ahead of time and ran away."

"Huh?" Meng Yongge was stunned.

"It seems that we need to bring fewer people over tomorrow." Zhuo Xi said, "That thing is very vigilant. There are so many of us, of course it will notice."