Campus belle's cultivation master

Immortal Ziyang is famous in half of Jiangnan province. The Taoist priest collects incense money at the gate of Ziyang temple for many years. Relying on the background behind him, he is arrogant and arrogant.

He saw that the visitor was an ordinary young boy. He figured out which university students were coming here to join in the fun. He had three points of disdain in his words. Now he heard that the other party did not intend to give incense money, so naturally there would be no good words to say.

"Why don't you get out of here without money? Is this where you can come? " The little Taoist twisted his nose and tilted his mouth. He looked up and down at the young man in front of him with scornful eyes. "Go away, go away, don't force me to beat you out!"

Qin Tao was so scared that he shrunk his head and quickly turned to block Lin Yu. He said politely, "Taoist, don't be angry. Do you know me?"

"Well?" The little Taoist looked at the pretty little beauty in front of him. His tone relaxed a lot, and his words were full of laughter. "Are you..."

"I'm a relative of the Lord. I came here half a month ago." Qin Tao said with a smile, "before Ziyang got the right way, he was the cousin's nephew of my second aunt's third uncle's sister-in-law..."

The little Taoist shook his head, rolled his eyes and nodded: "well, well, I remember, you are a distant relative of the Lord, you can enter without paying incense money..."

"But the boy around you doesn't know the rules. He is so rude that he dares to stir up the fairyland." He turned his face to Lin Yu again, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "He can't go in!"

Qin Tao's pretty face slightly changed color, moved a little step to the side, and said: "Taoist priest, you can accommodate yourself. This... This is a big man. I'm here to see immortal Ziyang..."

"What the hell is that? Do you think I care? " The Taoist priest bared his teeth with disdain and shook his hand impatiently. "Roll, roll, or I'll send someone to knock you down the mountain."

Who is not a big man who came to Ziyang temple to ask for Tao and Dharma? Even those well-known tycoons in the business world have to secretly give him a red envelope to get a chance to see immortal Ziyang.

At best, this boy is a young master of a small family, but he can't be intimidated.

Before Qin Tao could speak, Lin Yu slowly spat out four words: "the dog supports the man."

"What are you talking about! It's reasonable to have no money, isn't it? " The little Taoist had a good ear and immediately rolled his arms and sleeves, shouting angrily, "boy, dare you scold me? I think you are short of smoking! "

He had also practiced boxing for several years, and now he felt angry, even if he had to repair the thorn.

There were many well-dressed men and women gathered in the square brick courtyard, all standing outside the door, waiting for the audience. At the moment, when people heard the movement in the rear, they turned around one after another and cast their attention.

"Where did the boy come from? Dare to make trouble in Ziyang temple? "

"Immortal Ziyang's technique is all over the sky. Isn't it minutes to kill him?"

A beautiful woman with a devil's figure frowned, and her white face was full of unhappiness: "it's really outrageous. What's the point of being in the treasure land of the immortal family

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes and finally exhausted his patience.

"No money." He took a step forward and said in a low voice, "there's a fist. Do you want it?"

"You..." the Taoist priest's eyes were about to blow fire, and he was about to curse. Then he saw the empty shadow in front of him.

The next moment, he received a heavy blow on the cheek, straight hit blood splash, screamed and fell to the ground.

"Ah! Ah The little Taoist wailed in pain, raised his hand to cover his face, and blood flowed down his fingers, "hit! Hit people

Qin Tao's face was pale and pretty, and he swayed back: "it's over... It's over, it's really a fight..."

Several nearby Taoists came with sticks and mops, while the Pilgrims who were waiting in the courtyard were all staring at the rolling and bloody little Taoists.

Lin Yu swung his bloody palm, stepped on the bluestone brick, and walked slowly. His pretty cheek was still calm and indifferent.

"It's nonsense! Immortal treasure land, how can you be a wild boy The pretty girl's eyebrows stood up and rushed to the front. She held out her snow-white hand and grabbed Lin Yu's collar. "You go out for me!"

The woman's name is Xu Yin. This time, she came from other places to see immortal Ziyang and ask for the way. Although she is a weak girl, her skill is quite extraordinary. It's no problem to deal with three or four big men.

She wanted to grab the hairy boy in front of her and throw him out of the gate of Ziyang temple, but her hand suddenly caught a blank.

Lin Yu looked at her as if she had nothing. As soon as she flashed, he easily bypassed her and went on. In his capacity, why bother with the same woman?

"Asshole!" Xu Yin felt unconvinced in her heart. She took a few steps forward and swept out a whip leg. "Don't run if you have seed!"

Lin Yu's brow was slightly wrinkled, and even his head was not slanted. He reached out and pinched the long leg kicked by the other side, and pulled it violently.

There was only a sound of "Yila" in her ear. Then, under the gaze of Xu Yin's eyes, the white casual pants wrapped round the round jade legs suddenly cracked, exposing a large area of white and tender skin.

All around a gape, even those in a hurry to help the Taoist also suddenly stopped, big mouth

It's white, tender and long. It's really a good leg

Several attendants quickly gathered around, took off their coats and covered the slender jade legs exposed to countless burning eyes

"Are you all right, miss?"

"You..." Xu Yin fell to the ground, raised her head and glared at the young man. Her cheek flushed with shame and indignation. "How dare you treat me..."

Lin Yu stood with his back to the woman. He didn't even have the interest to look back and enjoy it.

He slowly wiped the bloodstain on his hands with the cloth he had torn off. Then he threw the rag stained with the blood of the Taoist priest on Xu Yin's delicate face, with a cold voice

"Go away."

Xu Yin stares at her big eyes. The bloody clothing material falls from her cheek. Her soft and graceful body suddenly becomes stiff! She was scolded for the first time when she was growing up!

Lin Yu took a few more steps and said in a deep voice, "master Ziyang, get out and see me!"

The closed door opened with a creak, and out came a grey robed Taoist. He was about sixty years old and had a thin goatee under his jaw.

The pilgrims in the courtyard did not dare to neglect them. They saluted with more than a dozen Taoist priests gathered around

"Meet immortal Ziyang."

"Blessed life, boundless heaven." Old way read a, and then cast the chilly sight to Lin Yu