The indescribable Taoist Lord

"He will not."

Zhang Qinghe smiled.

"He kept Zhangjiacun as a person for the purpose of telepathy. As a caveman, even though he was far away on the edge of the Wei River, he thought that every plant and tree in Zhangjiacun was within his control. If there was any danger, he would Shattered Void is within easy reach.

What's more, what was coming was just a pair of ordinary caravans. He didn't seem to care, but the spirit might have patrolled them hundreds of times. "

Zhang Qinghe stretched himself out like a teacher and sighed softly.

"Instead of guessing this, it's better to bet on Brother Wangxiang's terrible fishing skills and whether he will come back with an empty bucket again today."

Zhao Haitang couldn't help laughing for a while - ever since Zhang Qinghe aroused his interest, Zhang Wangxing went out early and came back late every day in the past few days, but the basket was usually empty, not even a scratch.

"You deliberately arranged this to seduce him. What bad water are you holding back?"

"Haha, let's see in a few days."

Zhang Qinghe responded casually, raised the corners of his mouth, and walked step by step towards the entrance of the valley.

Zhao Haitang was startled when he saw this.

“The top priority now is to pick up guests.

how? Why doesn’t Miss Haitang leave? "

Zhang Qinghe frowned and turned around to ask, the inquiring intention in his eyes clearly evident.

"oh oh……"

Zhao Haitang seemed a little flustered - she had previously felt that the dead silence and indifference in Zhang Qinghe's eyes were too shallow. She was particularly sorry at first, but she had never seen this smile, and now she suddenly saw it. , but the natural clear energy that penetrated her heart gave her a particularly big impact.

Under the turmoil of his mind, he couldn't help but panic, but when he thought about it, Zhao Haitang's thoughts became complicated - it seemed that when this man smiled, his morbid attraction was comparable to the indifference in his eyes.

"Do you know the caravan that is coming?"

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. Zhao Haitang came around and regained his rationality slightly, discovering his previous negligence.

Naturally, that team of people had long been aware of her soul, which was at the top of the Third Realm.

"That's right. I seem to have a good relationship with their leader."

Zhang Qinghe smiled. The people here are naturally from the Tiangong, which is why he looked at Taniguchi before and said - "What kind of trouble is this?"

Wang Zhixin called him from the other end. The few people he had just met yesterday happened to come to the village. Naturally, it was a little difficult to sort out for a while.

Zhang Qinghe is not afraid of his identity being exposed - even if he looks like a young man now, the Si Yun Lingguan and Si Ming Lingguan will regard him as a temporary shell. After all, even if you check it carefully, you will find that this extremely handsome face has never appeared in Zhongtian Realm before Zhangjiacun appeared.

Even Tianyan Pavilion can't figure out the ins and outs.

What's more, taking the initiative to reveal one's "identity" is more in line with the unpredictable senior persona of the previous generation.

"I have long felt that this team is not simple. Their breath gathering method is extremely clever, so clever that I can't see any clues.

But... I have stayed in the Demon-Sealing Ancient Path for quite some time.

Among these people are the Demon Suppressing Army. "

Zhao Haitang said with sharp eyes.

Zhang Qinghe leaned slightly sideways and took a deep look at the petite girl.

"I didn't expect Miss Haitang to know so much."

“They conceal their aura extremely well, and their bodies also undergo slight changes.

But my little personal habits won’t change. "

Zhao Haitang's pride was clearly visible, which made Zhang Qinghe burst into laughter. He really made her guess. The practitioner's vision is extremely far-reaching, and even the smallest movements cannot escape Zhao Haitang's eyes.

"Because the demon-suppressing army wears iron rings all year round, there must be finger marks on the fingertips, and because the iron rings are finger-shaped and very heavy, they will develop habits such as subconscious rubbing.

Although these people covered their finger marks very well, their fingers were slightly uncoordinated.

It's normal for one person and two people, but it's very abnormal when there are more than ten people. "

"Oh... Miss Haitang knows very well." Zhang Qinghe said.

Zhao Haitang touched his nose awkwardly.

Deep in the ancient demon-sealing road, the Demon-Suppressing Iron Ring is considered a consumable item. Generally, only the Demon-Suppressing Army has supplies. In order to protect her soul and save some energy, she did not know how many Demon-Suppressing Army fingers had their hearts and lungs hollowed out by evil spirits. Break it off and hold it in your hand - Tiance Mansion In order to prevent this treasure from being robbed by other monks, the military's demon-suppressing iron ring is recognized by blood, and it is difficult to take it off even if you die.

If she is in a high mood, she can break the bones into pieces and take out the ring intact. Otherwise, she can only kill the evil spirit while holding her finger.

"That's okay..."

Zhao Haitang is inexplicably weak.

However, Zhang Qinghe's deep meaning seemed not only to focus on Zhao Haitang's understanding of the Demon Suppressing Iron Ring, but instead focused on something else.

He then stared at Zhao Haitang's face for a long time.

"Not to mention this, how did you get in touch with the Shenxia Demon-Suppressing Army? If their coming here is also your plan, then the evil spirit you have to deal with is so terrifying that even we and Zhang Wangxing can't deal with it!"

Zhao Haitang was a little angry when he saw it, so he asked directly about his doubts, and then avoided his eyes.

But he wasn't timid - on the contrary, there was both hatred and excitement in his eyes.

"It's quite difficult. Miss Haitang, just look forward to it."

Zhang Qinghe also knew that Zhao Haitang was such a person, and was happy to see him feel excited and trembling.

It was during the conversation between the two that the sound of horse hooves at the mouth of the valley gradually came closer, and a pair of caravans whose details were revealed also entered Zhangjia Village.

Naturally, one person thinks he has seen the whole story clearly. One person really saw his confidence.

Zhang Qinghe is on the third floor, Zhao Haitang is on the second floor... As for the first floor, it is the honest man Zhang Wangxing. Still fishing on the Wei River!

This caravan was led by a middle-aged man and an aunt wearing a headscarf. The nimble men at the back held the goods on the carts and horses and walked slowly towards Zhangjia Village.

The demon-suppressing army itself is all tall and strong, but among the caravans, they appear to have different statures, tall, short, fat and thin. Their faces are yellow and they look tired. It is obvious that they have put a lot of effort into hiding their figures.

"Uh-huh!!!"

The carriage and horses were pulled to slow down. The two leaders looked at the three people waiting at the entrance of the valley, and their expressions changed.

Naturally, they were surprised when they saw a gray-robed master among them, holding a young child under ten years old. There was also a petite girl standing beside him, who nodded towards them.

The two of them almost stumbled, dismounted and rushed over...

Good guy, the senior is really waiting here!