Lingxian Zhenjun

Such soft bones...

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, looking at the young man kneeling on the ground with his forehead touching the ground, he thought that he would be like Canglan Sword Sect's old style, and wanted to fight him to the end, but he didn't even struggle, he just knelt down and begged for mercy, How does this make him continue?

"I remember the Canglan Sword Gate... the bones are very hard. Wang Xuanyi is like this, Duan Jiqing is like this, Li Congyun is like this, and the juniors below are also people who dare to fight and kill. How come they are so soft when they come to you."

The edge of the sword buzzed, and it fell in front of the young man following the footsteps of the past. The latter raised his face and saw that the magic sword that originally belonged to him was almost touching the tip of his nose. The words continued: "Or, are you bluffing outside under the name of Canglan Sword Gate?"

The voice was cold and flat, but in the young master's ears, each and every name exploded like thunder. These are all the heads of the past generations, or the senior brothers and brothers of the past generations.

The person in front of him who looks like a teacher is indeed an old monster who has been in seclusion for an unknown period of time.

"Senior...Senior, I'm not a bluffer, but...for some reason, I'm no longer in the mountain gate."

"Abandoned disciple?"

Chen Yuan stroked her long beard on her chin unaccustomed to it, "Hehe, it's normal to be driven down the mountain with such a temperament. It seems that Xu Qingfeng has become the head of the sect, and the atmosphere has changed for the better."

Looking at the young master lying on the ground blushing, Chen Yuan probably hit the spot.

"Go away."

Chen Yuan took a step back, threw the dharma sword casually, and nailed it to the ground. The surrounding guardrails and high platforms crouched, and the standing wooden idols understood the order, receded like a tide, and returned to their original positions behind the stage. The scarlet light Once closed, the wooden head hung down lifelessly, and turned back into a puppet again.

And the young man on the ground thought that these words were also telling him, so he got up quickly from the ground, and was about to go out. Before his foot fell down, it was like being filled with lead water, and he stepped on the ground heavily and slowly. I can't even lift it up.

"I told them to leave, when did I call you?" Chen Yuan flicked her wide sleeves, and sat down. A chair behind was moved by itself without being pushed.

Chen Yuan sat down firmly, and hooked her fingers: "Come here, I'll ask you something."

"Yes……"

The young man was fighting with each other. He looked at the Taoist priest leaning on his sword and watching the theater over there, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and carefully moved to Chen Yuan. As soon as Chen Yuan raised his hand, the young man's legs softened and he knelt down instinctively. Go down and shout: "Senior, spare your life, Senior, spare your life!"

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, he just raised his hand, there was no need to beg for mercy so skillfully.

"Then you can talk on your knees. By the way, what's your name... You and the shopkeeper Wang of the silk shop did all the things in the theater and inn these days, right?"

The kowtowing son-in-law hesitated for a moment, and said: "Junior Zhao Wanxi...it is true that I did this with him."

"Well, it's fairly honest. Then... where's Shopkeeper Wang?"

"Waiting for news in the shop."

"What's the purpose? To seize Li San's family business?"

Seeing Chen Yuan's finger tapping lightly on the armrest, the Canglan disciple named Zhao Wanxi quickly looked away, not daring to hide it, and said in a low voice: "After the junior came down the mountain, he knew that there is no hope for cultivating the Tao. Then I thought about setting up a family business in the world of mortals, and later I met shopkeeper Wang, and I hit it off with him, so we conspired to conspire with Li San’s ready-made property, so that we could avoid some detours.”…

"No wonder he was expelled from the mountain gate." Chen Yuan looked at him with cold eyes, raised her hand, and the door of the theater opened inward with a creak, "Go and find shopkeeper Wang."

Zhao Wanxi was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, an invisible force rushed him away.

Outside, when Li San saw the door open and a group of passers-by on the street looking in, he saw a figure flying out, over their heads, and fell to the street. After rolling a few times, he got up in embarrassment, Not angry or crying, but respectfully bowed to the theater building, turned around and left.

This shocked the people watching the excitement around, as well as Li Sanke. The ordinary people's throwing skills are probably gone.

"Master Li, who is in this theater building?"

"That's right, isn't it haunted? Why did this happen all of a sudden? Tell everyone quickly."

"The fall just now, we would have all died long ago. The one inside is probably even more terrible. He can throw people so far and so high... I'm afraid he is also a very capable person."

There was a lot of talk in the market, and acquaintances kept asking Li San, San'er was so airy, and the grievances in his heart for many days were gone at this time.

Yao pointed his thumb to the theater building behind him, and laughed twice.

"What the hell is going on? My fourth child said that someone is pretending to be a ghost. When I saw that the person was gone just now, he was pretending."

"Then why did people run away?" Someone laughed and asked back, this choked Li San, and hurried back to the theater, "Fourth, old four, why did that person run away just now?"

"I asked him to bring his accomplice, you know it too."

Li San might be a little anxious, his stomach trembled twice.

"Aren't you afraid that they will run away after the round?"

"Your treasurer Wang may dare to run away, but that person just now won't. He knows where he can go, and I can find him." Chen Yuan reassured the senior brother. When he came to the side, Li San couldn't help but pat his head, "This little Taoist master can read people's eyes, but he's just a little embarrassed."

"Can you talk?" The fat Taoist quit, and rolled up his cuffs: "If you weren't a senior brother of the master, I would slap your face to death."

Knowing that he said something wrong, Li San hurriedly apologized to him and Sun Yingxian.

at the same time.

Two streets away, in the shop facing the street on the right side of the Dongfangkou of the market, shopkeeper Wang, dressed in a square hole copper coin robe and a felt hat with a cockscomb, is leading his staff to count the newly imported silk and satin cloth in the backyard.

As soon as he finished speaking a few words, the side door of the courtyard slammed open, and Zhao Wanxi's figure rushed in.

"Brother Zhao, you are not at the theater..."

The person who answered Shopkeeper Wang gave a bang, and red five-fingerprints suddenly appeared on Yuanyuan's face, and he was stunned when he was beaten. There were slap marks on the faces of the people, and the people who were beaten fell on their backs.

"I've been hurt by you!"

Zhao Wanxi grabbed Shopkeeper Wang by the collar and pulled him in front of him, his eyes wished to eat the man in front of him, "Do you know, who is the fourth child in his family?"...

Shopkeeper Wang's head was still in dizziness, and he subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

"It's your old mother, how did I know?" Zhao Wanxi lifted him up, wanting to kill him with a single blow, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down again, "I'm in front of him, like a three-year-old There is no difference between juveniles. The Li family has such a number one person behind them, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Both feet fell to the ground, shopkeeper Wang also became more awake at this time, but he was also panicked.

"How did I know that the fourth child in Li San's mouth really existed. I only heard him talking about it for 20 years, but he never appeared. The troupe will produce a man who can spell."

The shopkeeper felt very wronged, how could he have imagined that ordinary people would produce such a practitioner, shouldn't it be in those fairy mountains that only practitioners go down the mountain to play in the world of mortals?
"Or, let's take advantage of this time to leave, and you will come out anyway."

"Let's go, my magic sword is in the hands of that gentleman. His cultivation level is so much higher than mine. Even if he runs out of the city, he can find us in less than a moment!"

Zhao Wanxi himself is a cultivator, how can he not know that someone with such advanced Taoism can at least know one or two spells for tracing people's traces?At that time, if you run away and get caught back, you will probably be punished even more severely!

"Go! Follow me to receive the punishment!"

"I'm not going!"

Shopkeeper Wang shook his head, turned around and went into the room. Before he took two steps, he was pulled back, and another slap on the other side of the face hit him, and he was slapped on the spot. Zhao Wanxi pinched his stamina and dragged Walking on the street like a dead dog, passing through it all the way.

Movements and rumors were heard around the theater building, and many people surrounded them.

When they saw the person who thought they were running away dragging the shopkeeper of the silk shop back, they all stepped out of the way, and as soon as they passed by, they whispered to each other.

"Don't run away...you're an idiot."

"I also brought my companion, good guy, he is really the shopkeeper of the silk shop."

"These two colluded, so they wanted to take over Mr. Li's family business... Now it's a good show."

"I just don't know what tricks that guy in the theater used."

"I'm afraid I'm a fairy!"

The small and broken words interweaved a general context for the people watching the excitement behind, which attracted many people to look towards the theater building layer by layer.

If you are curious, first let's see who the "fourth" and "Mr." are among the lively people.