Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 431
"How?" Wang Xuanzhi asked immediately after the pulse detection was over.

Dao Yi did not answer right away, but looked at him with a very strange look, "Mr. Ruan Dalang's eyes are still healed, he is sick but not sick, so I need to prepare some things, if it is convenient, I will go tonight Looking for Ruan Dalang-"

Ruan Si's heart lake, which had been calm for many years, suddenly had some ripples.

He thought, the ripples are about to turn into big waves, and before that, he must remain calm, "What needs to be done?"

Daoyi: "Well, after fasting and taking a bath, it's waiting for us to arrive—"

"You guys?" Ruan Si's dull eyes turned around.

Daoyi nodded affirmatively, "That's right! I don't know where Mr. Ruan Dalang's family lives, why don't you ask Siqing and the others to lead the way?"

Ruan Si was very puzzled. He felt that the relationship between this person and Wang Xuanzhi was so good that it was different from theirs. It seemed like a friend but not a friend. His friend tolerated and trusted him far beyond ordinary people. .

These thoughts were just turning around in his mind, he nodded with a smile, "Since that's the case, I'm waiting for you at home."

At the same time, among the group of people who left Qiyun Club one after another, the topics of discussion also revolved around them.

When Prince Liang's son returned to Prince Liang's mansion, the inquisitive look on his face disappeared, and turned cloudy, "Xing Da, do you know that Chen Yizhi changed his usual retreat and faced you head-on at the end?" gone."

Xing Dalang lowered his head, covering up the fleeting haze, "Chen Yi's kung fu is worse than a certain one, but a certain skill is inferior to others."

Prince Liang's son laughed, "You are clever, and you know you can't lie to me."

He changed his voice, "The Taoist Xiaozuo in the 'Wuji' team is even more capable than the rumors, if this son can get her help, he will definitely get unexpected results, you can't touch this person— ——She seems to have a good relationship with Chen Yi, so don't bother him during this period of time, and when this son subdues that Daoyi, then talk about other things—"

Xing Dalang didn't even raise his head, but he was full of resentment in his heart. Before seeing that he had a grudge with Chen Yizhi, the prince of Liang had met him just now and promised to help, but now he persuaded him instead.What Aye said is right, she is really a woman who has a milk or a mother.

With so many thoughts in his mind, he heard himself say, "I'm listening to the prince."

Prince Liang's son smiled more and more sincerely, "This son really saw you right."

Xing Dalang accompanied him with a smile and said: "Thanks to the care of the son these years, I will definitely repay you in the future."

When he bowed his hands to perform the salute, he lowered his eyelashes to conceal the calculation, and at the same time ignored the mocking look in the eyes of Prince Liang's son.

The undercurrent between the two is surging, and it cannot affect the lives of others.

"A Weng, A Weng, I'm back." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old young gentleman, before entering the gate of his house, was a mature and stable man. After entering the house, he went straight to his yard, far away. As far away as a monkey jumping up and down.

The old man with white beard and hair was practicing calligraphy in the study, and the word "Hanjiang" was just short of the last stroke. The sudden shout in the yard made his eyebrows twitch, and the stroke was like a sharp sword, directly piercing through the rice paper. frame.

He shook his head helplessly, and asked the old butler beside him, "What number is this?"

The old housekeeper bowed slightly, "If you go back to Lord Lang, there will be no less than ten pictures."

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's go, let's go see that brat An'er, what's new, I'm so happy that he can't find the north, south, east, and west."

The old butler smiled slightly, "Young Lord is already very sensible, how many people are there in the capital for such a lively and intelligent person."

The old man replied with a smile, "This monkey can live a safe life in the capital, the old man will be satisfied—"

"Ah Weng, what cousin are you talking about again? My grandson is still young now, what are you doing getting married so early?" The young man was satisfied when he heard it, and thought that the old man was talking about the same thing that he would be satisfied when he got married and had children. "The grandson is only 16 years old now. Look at Wang Siqing and the others. They are young and successful, and they are not in a hurry to get married. What are you always urging your grandson to do—"

The blue veins on the old man's forehead bulged, and he picked up the crutch beside him and was about to slap him. When he was about to fall on him, he saw that he was still not convinced with his eyes closed, and thought of his son who died young. Daughter-in-law, sighed and softened in her heart, "You shouldn't be in Qiyun Club at this time, what's the matter to bother Ah Weng?"

The young man squinted his eyes, and couldn't help grinning when he saw this, he knew he would be fine.

Then he cheerfully told the old man all about the Qiyun Society, with the expression on his face still dreaming, "Ah, it's a pity you didn't see it with your own eyes, the hand that the little Taoist showed is amazing. Its skills are so powerful that my grandson wants to practice Taoism—'crack'"

The boy hopped in pain and ran away clutching his buttocks. He said aggrievedly, "Ah, why did you hit me!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and scolded while beating: "You are the only seedling of my old Qi's family. You can do whatever you want on weekdays, and you are used to being free and undisciplined. Now you want to go up the mountain to practice Taoism, breaking my old man's life." The incense of the Qi family will take care of you for the ancestors of the Qi family today—"

The young man ran all over the yard, and occasionally he lost his strength and was overtaken by the old man, but he never ran out of the yard. When both of them were 'out of breath', he calmed down again. He stroked the old man's heart, "Ah Weng, don't be angry because of your grandson. Don't you just say it casually. It's not worthwhile to be angry. You have taken good care of your body, and you are still adding a little uncle for your grandson."

He shook his head and said: "My grandson remembers that there is a saying in the "Nei Jing", "The emperor said: "The husband and the Taoist are all hundreds of years old. Can they have children?" Longevity, can have children.' Ah Weng is still so young, there are plenty of opportunities—" The young man talked more and more vigorously, and he didn't pay any attention to the old man next to him, his face was dripping with ink.

"I'll beat you to death, you unworthy grandson!" The old man really couldn't save his strength this time, so he slapped him on the buttocks.

The young man burst into tears from the pain, "Hey, ah, don't be angry, it's fine if you don't want to have another child, and your grandson will also lose a step-grandmother—ooo!!!"

The housekeeper trembled as he watched the outside of the courtyard, shaking his head helplessly, "Young master is still like this, the master is full of spirit, the relationship between grandpa and grandson is really good!" He looked at the clear blue sky and daytime, with conscience sighed.

After another beating, the boy's butt was no longer his own, and he stood aggrieved.

The old man Shi Shiran sat firmly, looking like a great Confucian, he squinted slightly, "Today's cuju, what do you think?"

"Ah?!" The young man froze for a moment, then completely picked up the conversation.

　Thanks to Yun Wanning, Ye Zi 2003 monthly ticket, a green leaf, book friend 20200413194201291, for the reward and monthly ticket, okay~

　　It's a new month again, happy new moon.

　　Today is also August [-]st Army Day, the soldiers are our backing.

　　
　
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