Sacred Devil

"It's so beautiful to have guests come down from the night." Jiang haogang close to a house, a voice came out, with a bit heroic, but also a bit free and easy.

Jiang Hao also said in a loud voice, "it's wonderful to be bothered at night. I wanted to stay overnight, but I didn't want to meet a loving Lord."

"Ha ha ha." The voice burst into laughter, and the closed door opened with a brush.

Jiang Hao looked up and saw the scene inside the room. Inside, a middle-aged man dressed as a man was sitting on a cave with a table. On one side, there were various books, tea and a chessboard in the middle.

There is also an oil lamp in the corner, which emits a light light light, but reflects the whole room.

The middle-aged man held a volume of books in his hand and looked at Jiang Hao with a smile.

Jiang Hao was not polite. He stepped in. The monk in Qingyi saw his master and gave him a gift. He also quit.

"I'm called immortal Xie Guo." The middle-aged man did not put down the book in his hand, nor stood up. He still sat in the same place, smiling at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao didn't care. He also said with a smile: "under Jiang Hao, there is a nickname called Sifang Zhenren. Now I invite you."

"You're standing, I'm sitting. How can I invite you?" Immortal Xie Guo smiles gently, but his eyes give off some light.

He is really a funny person.

Jiang Hao's heart moved. At this time, he said with a smile, "new comers, old masters, no fragrant tea, no wine, and no avenue. It's better to say please first when you enter the door."

Immortal Xie Guo burst out laughing and pointed to Jiang Hao with a book in his hand and said, "it's better to say please first, but it's my master who is stingy."

"Sit down."

"Tea."

He said two words in a row, the other hand lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea suddenly wafted out, but it was not strong, it was full of fragrance.

Jiang Hao was not polite. He strode over and learned from the other party to sit on the cave. He took up the cup of tea and drank it, then put it on the table.

A casual glance of the eyes, suddenly found a very interesting thing.

These books on the corner of the table are not moves, nor are they Taoist heart sutras. They are not even secret arts. They are books on earth.

Jiang Hao didn't hide his eyes, so immortal Xie Guo also noticed that he put down his book.

Then he said to Jiang Hao, "there are some things that mortals can't lose to friars at all. For example, even if you have great magic power and profound Taoism, this book is still a good-looking book written by some mortals who have lived for only a few decades."

"Every inch has its strong points, but its feet have its own shortcomings." Jiang Hao said with a smile. Then he tapped on the table, looked at the empty teacup, sighed and said, "the host should not be so stingy."

"This tea is not for everyone to drink." The immortal Xie Guo said with a serious smile.

Jiang Hao gave two bitter smiles and said, "what advice do you have?"

Immortal Xie Guo said nothing with a smile, and then pointed to the light on the corner of the table.

Jiang Hao lowered his head and looked at the oil lamp. He didn't speak for a long time. If you don't speak, you will answer. When did the bright oil lamp shine all over the room speak?

"Good." Immortal Xie Guo laughed.

"Have a good tea, please." He poured another glass with his own hands, this time he had put down the book.

Jiang Hao didn't drink it, but immortal Xie Guo suddenly blocked the tea cup and pushed the quilt away from him. He murmured, "how can you drink tea if you are so ambitious? You have to drink wine."

He stretched out his finger to the tea cup and flicked it gently. The full cup of tea turned into wine, and a strong aroma of wine came out.

"Please."

Jiang Hao took up the cup and drank it again.

Then immortal Xie Guo put the cup upside down on the table. Jiang Hao also stood up and arched his hands at the immortal Xie Guo.

"It's a good bar," he whispered

"It's a good dish." Jiang Hao smiles and looks out of the window.

There was a window in the room. Through the window, he saw the scene outside. Now the night was a few silk deep. The moonlight was not bright, but the stars were shining.

This time, immortal Xie Guo stood up and collapsed.

"I wish I had known you for a hundred years and learned from you." Said immortal Xie Guo.

"Sir, please."

At this time, Jiang Hao noticed that one leg and foot of immortal Xie Guo seemed to be inconvenient. He was limping, but no one would pay attention to his legs and feet when he saw his expression. It was a very calm face, but at this time, he had a very serious smile.

Jiang Hao didn't ask much about this kind of disease. It's easy to cure this kind of disease with their cultivation. Unless it's a very serious problem, it seems that he doesn't want anything particularly serious. It seems that this person also has some stories of his own.

Immortal Xie Guo sent Jiang Hao out, and then the monk in green appeared and sent Jiang Hao to a guest room.Jiang Hao walked into the guest room. There was still a bed in it. It felt warm. It seemed that he had been exposed to the sun. Instead of sitting on the futon and practicing as usual, Jiang Hao leaned on the bed.

He lit a tiny oil lamp. By the starlight outside the window, he began to look at the badge.

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