With a snort of anger, the red-robed old man said, "This fellow Taoist Qi has been in hiding for several days. Where do you want me to find the heart-washing stone? The day when the Old Valley Master asked to be sent to the Prajna Buddhist Temple is just around the corner … "Speaking of this, the red-robed old man couldn’t help getting more and more angry, and loudly said," If you can’t hand over the heart-washing stone now, don’t blame the old lady for being unkind! "
The more you listen to it, the more unpleasant it is. Although you know that you must suffer a big loss when you fight again, how can you trample on the dignity of the master?
On the face of the stone thief, he was furious and was about to speak. Suddenly, a charming voice chuckled in his ear and was soft and tactfully, which made his heart unable to be crisp independently. I heard the voice tunnel in a low voice: "Wash the heart stone? Prajna Temple? Giggle … "The JiaoSheng paused for a moment, with some low reproach, which made him want to stomp on his chest." I forgot to say it again … "After a pause, his voice rose slightly, and he sang," Yesterday, I watched the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but tonight I only talked about endless romantic feelings … washing my heart? Prajna Temple? Giggle … "
The stone thief’s heart suddenly winds, and the faces of all the people in the valley are all changed!
Xin Tong only felt that the voice was indescribable and enchanting, and his heart swayed with it, just like a gentle little hand scratching on his heart, and his heart was itching to jump out of his chest. Compared with that, the strange itch on my back just now is really a drop in the bucket, and it is not an itch at all.
The young scribes in robes and jade belts were even more miserable, with a white face as red as a drop of blood, and his legs were shaking gently.
The stone thief and the red-robed old man were also flushed by the gentle and lovely teasing in the voice, but when it was so ethereal that it was handed down from the sky, but it was close at hand, like a voice whispering in the ear, "Yesterday I watched the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but tonight I only talked about the boundless romantic moon", the red-robed old man and the stone thief looked at each other and looked at each other, knowing from each other’s eyes that they had their own judgment on the owner of the voice.
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The fourth chapter scattered fairy (a)
The laughter of the soul-eroding pin bone is not over, and a red cloud Ran Ran flies in the distant sky, which is very fast. At first, it was just a tiny red dot, but in the blink of an eye, it has become as big as a red cloud. After a short flight, everyone realized that it wasn’t a red cloud, but a man in a red smock was stepping on a huge red Hosta.
A heart-shaking sweet wind blew by, and the man had suddenly appeared in the air above everyone.
Xin looked up at the same time and saw the stunning beauty in the air that was so charming that he could hardly open his eyes.
I saw her hair stacked on her temples, and jade snow was skin. Glaring eyes, looking around, eyes flowing, lips trembling, all kinds of amorous feelings, are really fascinating. Close-fitting, wearing a red brocade sweater, the outer cover is still a loose gauze robe made of red color, and the neckline is very wide, revealing a pink chest like white jade, with snowy peaks leaping and deep gullies. Mountain breeze blowing, slightly lifted under the skirt, a pair of slender jade legs that have not been slightly concealed, and two slender legs are as round as white barefoot with pink greasy soft light … Seeing everyone dazzled, breathing a tight.
Seeing that everyone looked up at herself, the beauty chuckled, and her eyes were full of spring, so coquettish!
Although there was a distance of more than ten feet, the young scribe still felt a heat between his nose and two strands of blood gushed out.
Xin Tong’s heart jumped, but he just couldn’t stop saying, "My God, this woman … this woman is amazing … amazing!"
The old man in red suddenly grabbed the side of the young scribe and pointed at his Dazhui point. Slowly put the unconscious young scribes on the ground, and the old man in red robe bowed down to the woman and said humbly, "I don’t care about the world, please don’t blame Misty Rain Fairy."
The red-robed old man, who used to be so majestic, became so humble. Xin Tong was very surprised and said to the stone thief, "Who is this woman who is extremely earth and coquettish?" So coquettish, still a fairy? I think it’s more like a slut. "
The voice from the stone thief was so small that Xin Tong could hardly hear it clearly. He was anxious and angry and said, "Do you want to die, smelly boy?" Don’t talk nonsense, this is the legendary fairy in the earth, an old … elder who is over a thousand years old. " In the face of this legendary fairy, the stone thief, who has always been cautious, became more and more cautious. The words he wanted to say in the original call stopped halfway, and even the idea was quickly thrown away.
Watching the misty rain fairy step by step down from the void like stepping on a step, Xin Tong was shocked and whispered, "Fairy on the ground! This is the earth fairy! Tough It’s so tough! "
The misty rain fairy standing on the ground waved her hand lightly, and the oversized hairpin in the air shrank to normal size in the blink of an eye and inserted itself into misty rain’s hair. Except for the heart-beating fiery red, it seems that it is not much different from ordinary Hosta.
Misty rain raised her eyebrows lightly, and a pair of charming eyes shone brightly. She smiled at the stone thief and said softly, "Little dear, am I very old?" Error-free novel network does not skip words.
The stone thief felt a fever in his nose and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand, which didn’t make a fool of himself on the spot like the young scribe. While rushing to shake his head, he secretly called it a fluke-he called himself an "old-timer" and made himself like this. If you just said the exact words when you called, wouldn’t you be …
Thinking about all kinds of legends about this great fairy, the stone thief couldn’t help shivering. "Will the Earth Immortals also know the thoughts of others?" This thought will come to life, just as the eye of misty rain floated, and the stone thief quickly concentrated on the righteousness and locked his knowledge, and dared not think about it again.
Xin Tong heard misty rain’s question, and then confirmed it with the voice of the stone thief. He immediately concluded that San Xian would be able to intercept the voice of others, and even understand the thoughts of others. When he thought about this, he felt chilling. Just a face-to-face meeting makes the stone thief so embarrassed-it’s really too powerful to be a fairy, so it’s better to provoke less.
It’s just that God doesn’t want it, but misty rain has turned around and looked at Xin Tong with tears in her eyes. She said with bitterness, "Little friend, I’ve been lonely and helpless all my life, but you still come to make fun of me."
As soon as the sound of the boudoir dissatisfied housewife lamenting on a cold night came to her ears, Xin Tong only felt a heart like being held in her hand, and her pain was hard to stop. She couldn’t wait to cry before she was happy! Just as I was about to burst into tears, the dark blue tornado-like vortex in the abdomen suddenly rose, and my eyebrows cooled. Then I only felt abnormal boredom in my chest, and blood came out with a "wow".
But I never burst into tears.
Yanyu’s eyes were a little surprised, and she took a meaningful look at Xin Tong. Yanyu said obsequiously to the stone thief and the red-robed old man, "I just heard what you said about sending the heart-washing stone to the Prajna Temple. Did I hear you right? There are many words in the error-free novel network. "
The stone thief lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, nodding his head slightly.
The red-robed old man was already very nervous, and I don’t know how many wishes he had made to the gods and buddhas in his heart to pray for misty rain to forget this matter, but he was brutally knocked on the head by the facts, and the wishes were useless. Hearing misty rain, the old man in red was suddenly sweating all over, and a little sweat was bigger than the eyes of the stone thief, and he kept dripping on the ground from his low forehead, spluttering.
Misty rain stretched out a jade hand and gently caressed mo on the face of the red-robed old man. The charm in his voice was too strong to melt away. "What’s the matter? Are you going to let the Nu family come to search for it in person? "
The old man in the red robe trembled all over and couldn’t hold on any longer. He honestly told the whole story. At a glance, misty rain whispered to Qi liar on the ground, "How long are you going to faint? I am happy to help. "
Qi liar, who has been lying on the ground, suddenly got up and said obsequiously, "No, no, hey, I don’t know how the fairy came here, but it’s a long way to meet me. Fairy is strange, fairy is strange …"
"Feelings this bastard already woke up, but want my old man’s house dinggang alone. Your boy is waiting, and my old man has written down this account. " Stone thief angrily looked at Qi liar, and his eyes almost burst into flames. But on second thought, if you stand up immediately after waking up, it is not a liar.
Xin Tong shook his head with a wry smile.
Misty rain just looked at Qi liar and smiled, but didn’t answer, leaving him to ramble.
The swindler’s face was oily, and his eyes were rolling around for a long time. Suddenly, he sighed, took out a dark red stone from his bosom, handed it to Yanyu, and said dejectedly, "Fairy, this is the stone that washes the heart."
The red-robed old man’s face turned blue and white, so he took courage to step forward and bowed his head and said, "Misty Rain Fairy, this heart-washing stone is useless to fairies, but it’s … fairies, fairies should return it to the younger generation." The last sentence was humble, and it was already a cry.
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The fourth chapter scattered fairy (2)
Misty Rain threw the heart-washing stone lightly and said, "This heart-washing stone is really useless to the Nu family …" The old man in red robe said with great joy, "Does the fairy mean to give it back to the younger generation?" Yanyu shook his head slightly and said, "But since this is what the old bald gourd ladle in Prajna Monastery needs, I will be of great use. Let the two old bald gourd ladle, Zhishen and Zhiyuan, come and get it from me. I haven’t talked with those two old bald lads for more than 300 years. I really miss it. " After saying this, he chuckled at the red-robed old man with anxious face: "Don’t you want to have a discussion with the Nu family now? I am very happy. "
The old man in the red robe was so sweaty that he even dared not say so.
O, misty rain flows, and everyone lowers their heads and closes their eyes wherever they pass, and no one dares to look at them. Seeing Xin Tong, who was still looking at himself, misty rain gently moved his steps, and his boneless body leaned softly against Xin Tong, breathing like blue, and he whispered in Xin Tong’s ear, "Little enemy, can’t you bear to leave me?" Error-free novel network does not skip words.
Xin Tong was feverish all over, and his back seemed to itch even more. Is from the whole body stiff, misty rain light yi, a soul for pin body suddenly left the xin tong, unexpectedly let xin tong gave birth to the feeling of loss.
Misty hands move, Xin Tong has no sleep, and the heavy knife inserted in the scabbard behind her has fallen into her hands.
As soon as I looked at it, misty rain was caught by the fine print on the side of the knife. She whispered, "To subdue the demon to refine the demon, to collect the soul and frighten the ghost …" Turning the knife over, I looked at it and added, "Heaven is angry with thunder, and the sacred object is gloomy … Well, it should be heaven is angry with thunder, the sacred object is gloomy, and the demon is refined. The delicate eyebrows were slightly wrinkled twice, and misty rain seemed to encounter something difficult to solve. Then she looked at the blade for a long time, shook her head slightly, looked back from the blade, smiled at Xin Tong with a gentle smile and said, "Little friend, you seem to have a wonderful thing. However, from now on, this furious thunder knife belongs to the nu family. "
Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew, and the strong body fragrance of misty rain came with the wind, which made Xin and Tong feel confused. It was not until I heard this sentence from misty rain that I came to my senses, but I was still confused and asked, "Is it that the sky is angry with the thunder knife?" To subdue demons and refine demons? Fear of ghosts? Great stuff? Mine? How is it yours again? "
Misty rain and misty eyes streamed, leaning against Xin Tong with the Tian Ji nu Lei Dao whose name Xin Tong and Shi Lao Thief had just known, and the fingers of fine fine jade slid gently on Xin Tong’s lips, gasping for breath and tunnel: "What? Little friends, are you reluctant? " Error-free novel network does not skip words.
Xin Tong shook his head a few times and bit his tongue twice, which gave him the courage and courage to gently push misty rain away. He looked up and said softly to the sky, "Elder, do you have shi status if you rob a younger generation of things like this?"
"predecessors? You actually call me a slave elder? " Misty rain immediately became very sad, and a pair of watery eyes looked up at Xin Tong in a desolate way, sounding like a sad cry of abandoning a wife. "Little friend, is the relationship with I so alienated?" I this crystal heart … Broken … "
Despite the deep blue tornado vortex in the abdomen, Xin Tong still felt sad and abnormal, and couldn’t help screaming.
Misty rain is squinting, looking at Xin Tong, who is passionate and screaming, and her charming jade face is as mysterious as a mystery.
Xin Tong, who stopped whistling after half a column of incense, only felt relieved, looked down at misty rain’s eyes and said firmly, "Sister …"
Misty rain cried sadly, "elder sister? Why big sister? " The voice was full of bitterness, and he cried sadly: "Oh, my God! Don’t … Don’t I look very old? Little friend, you say, you say? "
Xin Tong gasped and gritted his teeth. "Little sister …"
Yanyu immediately frowned and smiled, clapped her hands and replied in a charming voice, "Aye! After more than a thousand years, I can finally be a little sister again. This feels so good, little friend. If you scream again, I will scream again. "
Aside, the stone thief with low eyebrows and drooping eyes felt a bad cold, which made Ling Ling have a cold war and made his hair stand up all over.