The concubine Jiaojiao has high means, but the sick prince does not flirt

Chapter 388 I finally found it

"If you follow me, I'll take your mother into the mansion too, so how about taking care of her?"

The middle-aged man giggled sheepishly: "That's so embarrassing, you don't get paid for nothing, my mother is used to living in the countryside..."

Hearing what he said, the short man beside him became anxious, pushed him hard, and said bitterly: "Brother, you are confused, why are you hesitating for such a good thing? If Madam treats me like this, I will kowtow It's too late for Xie En, even my mother is taking care of her, how happy the whole family is together, why don't you agree quickly."

The half-sized boy showed an embarrassed expression on his face: "Well, I'm not used to being greedy and cheap, and I'm afraid of being scolded by Taoists against the sky. He lives next door to my house and treats us very well every day. Give it to me, so I am not afraid and willing to play with him. Later he abducted me and said that he gave my parents 100 taels of silver, but my parents lost their son, how much silver can I compensate? So, I dare not take advantage of others..."

Having said that, he changed the subject: "Of course I know Madam is not a bad person, she is sincerely doing my best, and I cannot change myself."

Bai Zhi smiled slightly: "Everyone is just joking, there is no need to take it seriously."

The middle-aged man said seriously: "I really want to be with Madam and eat such good things."

"It's a pity, the food here is not recommended. Otherwise, I will cook for you what you want to eat. I like the feeling of being praised for my cooking skills after cooking. It is an honor." Bai Zhi looked at the food calmly. He smiled and said, "My cooking skills are not bad."

The short man nodded in agreement and said: "Isn't that right, our wife is better than the God of Cooking. On the way here, I met an old God of Cooking. The old God of Cooking couldn't cook well, so he asked our wife for advice. In the end, I was convinced. .”

Bai Zhi pretended to be unhappy and said angrily: "You are such a slob, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak, this is worth showing off."

But the short man smiled proudly and said: "Madam, we deserve to show off, why not show off?"

Seeing that her eye drops were almost filled, Bai Zhi stopped talking nonsense, got up and said, "We've had enough to eat and drink, we should continue to look for it on the road. Now that we've all marked it, if we still can't find it, then we've gone to hell. "

The half-children also stood up: "If the ecstasy formation is broken, there will be no ecstasy formation."

A successful smile flashed in Bai Zhi's eyes.

Sure enough, after that, he didn't go around in circles in the magic valley.

Instead, a unique small Taoist temple appeared in front of him.

The Taoist temple is not big, but it is on a tree.

The middle-aged man smiled happily: "Ma'am, look, that's where the Taoist against the sky lives. As long as he is there, the Taoist temple is black, and if he is not there, it is black."

"Why?" Bai Zhi asked in surprise: "How can a Taoist temple change colors?"

"It seems that the Taoist against the sky is very capable. He lives in a two-color mushroom house, so that my follower can find him." The half-child patiently explained to her: "The Taoist against the sky is very against the sky anyway, he is different from ordinary people. Same."

Bai Zhi looked very knowledgeable, nodded, and shouted loudly: "Taoist against the sky, I will come to visit you later."

There was no movement in the two-color mushroom house.

Bai Zhi looked at the young man again, and asked inexplicably, "Why is there no one? Didn't you say he was there? Why didn't you respond?"

The middle-aged boy replied helplessly: "Indeed, because the house is black, maybe he didn't come out on purpose. In this way, you call him a coward, a coward, and see if he can come out."

Hearing this, the short man said beside him, "How can madam scold people? I'll scold you."

"Daoist against the sky, you cowardly, shy turtle, the legends are so powerful, I think they are all fake? Otherwise, why can you only hide in this place where fish don't shit, and you have to live in a bird's nest Stampede..."

"what!"

With a scream, the short man's mouth was blocked by a rag, and he immediately covered his mouth and fell to the ground.

Bai Zhi knew that the Taoist against the sky had made a move.

She looked at the young man seemingly inadvertently: "Sure enough, your plan is good."

The half-child scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled.

But Bai Zhi keenly saw that he was incomplete, his eyes were not as flexible as before, but to outsiders, he was no different from ordinary people, only a person like her who knew magic could see it.

The avatar of the Taoist against the sky does not know how many souls, but it is no different from a real person.

Bai Zhi deeply understands that the Taoist against the sky is really against the sky.

Then she walked up to the short man, knelt down, pulled the cloth out of his mouth, and examined it.

"You may not be able to speak for a while, and your tongue was injured, but it's okay. After using my medicine, you will be back to normal in two quarters of an hour."

Then she applied medicine to the short man, and then stood up.

At this time, in front of the two-color mushroom house, Taoist Nitian was wearing a black Taoist robe, with his hands behind his back, watching this side.

Seeing that Bai Zhi had taken care of the short man's wound, Shen Changyan said to the Taoist against the sky, "Taoist against the sky, I'll come to see you later, please tell me."

The Taoist against the sky responded: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I never see outsiders."

"What if I have to wait to see you? It's inconvenient to talk in the air." Shen Changyan's voice has also dropped a lot.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." The voice of the Taoist against the sky was not warm.

"Okay, since we're here, we've already made preparations, knowing that it might not be so easy to meet the Taoist against the sky who everyone talks about." Shen Changyan smiled coldly: "Please draw the Taoist against the sky first."

"Painting Dao? That's for ordinary people to play. I never believe it. You can play whatever you want, as long as you can get into my house, then I won't see you. It's that easy." The Taoist against the sky replied casually. .

Shen Changyan added: "Very well, if we go up to your house and ask for something else, I hope you can give it to me, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

"Let's talk about it when you come up. It's useless to talk about it now." Taoist Nitian responded.

Shen Changyan and Bai Zhi looked at each other.

Bai Zhi looked at the middle-aged man: "You have been with Daoist against the sky for a long time, you naturally know the weaknesses of the Taoist against the sky, what should we do to win?"

The half-sized boy had a troubled expression on his face, scratched his head, and then slowly replied after a while: "I, I was so frightened out of my wits when I saw the Taoist against the sky, I really couldn't think of it for a while. Besides, I'm just a follower, Running errands for him is not a personal service, and I really can't grasp his weaknesses..."

When the short man heard that none of the words worked, he stomped his feet anxiously, but his tongue was hurt and he couldn't speak.

He anxiously turned his head to look at the tall man, but the tall man understood him tacitly and understood what he meant.

"Xiao Daotong, you are the coward. What are you afraid of if you have a wife? Are you talking slowly and trembling? What a brat, he has no hair on his mouth, he doesn't work hard, but he can brag normally..."

(End of this chapter)