Tianyuan Divine Art

Although Lin Yuqiang used to be able to go to the beauty salon for a few laps every day to get addicted to sex, lying on the bed at night and imagining two girls with white huahua and soft meat playing a five-on-one game, but now he It was really 〖real〗 that I was smoking, playing with real guns and ammunition, and the two of them played together.

Because he now has money in his pocket, the pink hundred-dollar bill "crash, flick, every time he used to walk around in front of the beauty salon, the eyes of the two young ladies who looked at him as if they were a fly came immediately." There was an earth-shattering change, and he kept rubbing his arms with two lumps of soft flesh until he was bewildered. After throwing down a stack of banknotes, he embraced the two ladies from left to right.

--&--A small number of people, most of the citizens are still full of doubts about this matter, and they close their houses tightly at night and dare not go out easily, especially around the Fuxiang Hotel at night, there is no one to see, It looks more gloomy.

Thirty miles west of Spring City, there is a mountain with dense forests, lush flowers and plants, quiet and beautiful, and excellent scenery. It is said that in ancient times, there was a phoenix resting. It is shaped like a reclining Buddha, also known as Reclining Buddha Mountain.

The peaks and ridges of Reclining Foshan stretch for more than 1900 miles, with an altitude of 2350 meters to [-] meters. It is composed of Huating Mountain, Taihua Mountain and Luohan Mountain.

"****, Master and Master Wuji have been playing this game of chess for three days. Tell me, who will win in the end?" In a small Taoist temple called Qingfeng Temple located deep in Taihua Mountain, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old Xiao Daotong was whispering.

"Minghao, I guess the master won, last time it was the master who won." Xiaodao Tong said.

"That's not necessarily true. This time I guess the real Wuji will win." Xiaodaotong named Minghao said with blinking eyes.

**Rolling her eyes, she said, "Then let's make a bet. If the master wins, you will pick the water for this month. If the master loses, I will carry the water every day!"

Ming Hao hesitated for a moment, he just wanted to feel disgusted with his mother just now, but he didn't expect her to bet with him by carrying water, and he was a little undecided for a while.

Qingfeng Temple is located on the mountainside of Taihua Mountain. Every day, they have to fetch water from a stream five or six miles away from the Taoist Temple. Usually, the two of them have to run twice. Run four times.

The last time Master Wuji played chess with his master, the master won. If Master Wuji loses again this time, he will have to fight for a whole month.

"Why, afraid of losing, dare not gamble?" ** looked at Minghao contemptuously, and said provocatively.

"Just gamble, what's the big deal!" Ming Hao said not to be outdone when he saw **'s provocative eyes.

"What are you two arguing about?" With a burst of hearty laughter, two old Taoists with long white beards walked out from the apse of the Taoist temple.

At first, there was a person wearing a blue Taoist robe and wearing plain cloud boots. He was the master of Qingfeng Temple, Master Qingfeng. Behind him was a young man with a high nose and a wide forehead. He wore a green robe with wide sleeves, and he looked like a fairy. If he is seasoned, he is naturally the real Wuji.

"Master, we are joking! Who will win the game of chess?" Ming Hao was anxious, trotting all the way to hold Qingfeng's hand and asked.

Master Qingfeng looked at Minghao and the prickly-eared ** who followed with piercing eyes, and said meaningfully: "Which one of us do you want to win?"

"..." Minghao and ** suddenly felt that their thoughts had been seen through by Master Qingfeng, they blushed and lowered their heads, hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"Haha!" Seeing Minghao's embarrassment, Master Wuji who was standing at the side laughed while stroking Xiagu's white beard with his hand: "Your master and I didn't win this time, let's make a draw!"

** and Minghao looked at each other and let out a long breath at the same time, thinking that they would never bet on this matter again next time.

"***, has anything happened these days?" Master Qingfeng didn't want to embarrass ** and Minghao too much, so he changed the subject and asked without talking.

**He turned his head and thought for a while, and replied: "Master, it's nothing serious, but more people come to offer incense. Minghao and I inquired about it, and they said that Chuncheng is haunted by ghosts."

"Noisy?

"Reverend Qingfeng and Reverend Wuji looked at each other, and asked suspiciously: "Tell me carefully, how can this be haunted?" "

**Sneaking a peek at the expression of Master Qingfeng, he said: "I heard that when a man and two women were doing that in a hotel in the middle of the night, the man suddenly disappeared from under their noses, and all the clothes were there, just human beings." It's gone. Now the whole Spring City is panicked, and no one dares to go out at night."

"Hearing you say that, this thing is really weird!" Master Qingfeng shook his head and pondered: "Could it be that some cultivators have come to make trouble in the secular world? Brother Wuji, what do you think?"

Reverend Wuji stroked his white beard and said solemnly: "I haven't heard of any magic that can make people disappear instantly? That's fine, I'm going down the mountain this time to go to Spring City, so I'll stop by to see what's going on. Qingfeng Fellow Daoist, let me take my leave first, if there is any news, I will tell you when I come back."

After finishing speaking, Wuji slapped Daoist Jishou at Qingfeng Daoist, and flew into the air after walking out of the Taoist temple, but there was no flying sword under his feet! @.