One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

"I have always been like this. If you don't believe me, you can go to Lingyin Temple and ask!"

Qin Shiyue smiled and raised her eyebrows at Wang Ye.

He looks like he has the final say on you.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'm scared of you! Count it! Can't I help you calculate it?"

Wang Ye was very unhappy, but in the end he had no choice but to compromise.

"Hehe! That's right! Good brothers are loyal to each other! Who doesn't need anyone else? Don't you think so?"

Qin Shiyue put her arm around Wang Ye’s shoulders again and smiled.

"But I'll be frank with you. If that person's fate is too bad, I won't help you calculate it."

Wang Ye curled his lips in disgust. He was really helpless against this monk who was as thick-skinned as a city wall.

"Don't worry. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would force you to do something? If you can't do it, then you can't do it. Why would I make it difficult for you?"

Qin Shiyue remained the same, as if she didn't take Wang Ye's words to heart at all.

The Taoist priest Yihui just now did not even have a name in the original plot. He was just a passerby. The proportion of such people in this world is naturally pitifully low.

With Wang Ye's strength, it would only take a few minutes to figure him out.

Wang Ye couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Qin Shiyue's words: "Master Baozheng, could you please remove the word like? Look at what you are doing now?"

Qin Shiyue looked at herself locking the man up and immediately laughed, then released her arms around Wang Ye's neck.

However, at this moment, Rong Shan suddenly came back with a slightly strange look on his face.

"Master Baozheng, Master wants to see you."

Rong Shan came in front of Qin Shiyue and spoke in a flat tone.

"Why did the old master look for me?"

Qin Shiyue looked at Rong Shan with some confusion and asked.

"I'm not sure, but it looks urgent. Please, Master Baozheng, go quickly."

Rongshan shook his head and spoke.

Looking at his expression, Qin Shiyue knew that this guy was not telling the truth, but it didn't matter.

You'll know when you get there.

Qin Shiyue waved to Wang Ye, and followed Rong Shan to the old Taoist's residence.

As a result, as soon as I walked out of the stadium, I saw another Taoist priest coming out with the little fire god.

The Taoist priest handed the little fire god to Rongshan and left.

"What? The old Heavenly Master wants to call the Little Fire God too?"

After seeing the little fire god, Qin Shiyue turned to look at Rongshan and asked.

Rongshan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

At this point, if Qin Shiyue didn’t know what was going on, then her brain would be useless.

It's obvious that the Wang family is here to settle accounts with me and the Little Vulcan.

"Master Baozheng, what's going on? What does the old master want to talk to us about?"

Just as Qin Shiyue was thinking about this, the silly voice of the little fire god sounded in his ears.

Seeing the little fire god like this, Qin Shiyue was suddenly speechless.

How bold is this guy? Doesn't he have any idea of what he has done? He doesn't think that the incident of beating up and burning Wang Bing can be let go just like that, right?

"Remember what I told you?"

Qin Shiyue looked at the Little Vulcan and asked.

"Um... um, remember, I have all the money ready. If Zhang Chulan really wins, I promise to donate the money immediately."

The little Vulcan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and spoke.

Qin Shiyue was speechless when he heard this. He really wanted to tear open the little fire god's head and take a look!

It seems that his brain has shrunk due to the martial arts he practiced!

"I'm talking about Wang Bing. No matter what happens, just say you don't know. Leave the rest to me."

Qin Shiyue looked at the little fire god and spoke seriously!

When the Little Vulcan God heard this, he frowned subconsciously. He still didn't want to let Qin Shiyue take the responsibility alone, but since Qin Shiyue said so, it was difficult for him to refuse. He could only nod reluctantly.

However, Rong Shan, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard what the two said.

People nowadays don't hide from others when they plot something? Do you really think you are deaf?

But when he thought about what his master had told him, Rongshan found that he was no different from a blind and deaf man.

The competition site was not far from the old Taoist's courtyard. The three of them arrived after walking for more than ten minutes.

At this moment, there were four people in black suits standing outside the old Taoist's yard.

The auras of these four people are all strong, and almost every one of them is of first-class standard.

They can't be the Taoists from Mount Longhu.

From the unfriendly looks they gave Qin Shiyue and Little Vulcan, it could be guessed that these four were from the Wang family. They were probably bodyguards or worshippers employed by the Wang family.

The four of them stared at Qin Shiyue, as if they would rush over at any time.

But Qin Shiyue knew that they didn't dare to do so. After all, this was the old Taoist priest's territory and his courtyard. The fact that they could stand here was already a sign of face that the old Taoist priest gave to the Wang family.

Otherwise, they don't even have the qualifications to stand here.

Rongshan glanced at a few people with an unhappy expression. In his opinion, the Wang family was really shameless for bringing people here.

However, the old master didn't say anything, so he couldn't say much. He walked in with Qin Shiyue and the Little Fire God with a cold face.

"Hey! Little Vulcan, do you think a look can kill?"

"I didn't know there was such a superpower. Maybe the so-called supermen abroad can do it."

When the little fire god heard Qin Shiyue's words, he replied seriously.

"A look can't kill, and a dog that doesn't bark doesn't necessarily have sharp teeth, so people who can only stare are really not very good."

Qin Shiyue smiled, but her words were full of sarcasm.

Except for the little God of Fire, no one present could understand what Qin Shiyue meant.

The men in black looked at Qin Shiyue even more unfriendly.

The man in black who was closest to Qin Shiyue couldn't help but say, "Little bald donkey! Even your crippled master can't save you this time! If you hurt our young master, you should prepare to die!"

"Haha! Do you know what happened to the last person who said this to mock my master?"

Qin Shiyue paused, sneered, and spoke to the man in black.

"How is it? Do you want me to worship you and call you grandpa? If you want to call me that, I have no objection."

The man in black had a sarcastic smile on his face and spoke jokingly while looking at Qin Shiyue.

"Hahaha!"*3

The three men in black laughed in agreement upon hearing this.

"Laugh at your mother!"

The little fire god glared, flames started burning, and the temperature around him suddenly rose.

At this moment, Rong Shan's heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought that something was wrong. What he was worried about was not the exploding little fire god, but Qin Shiyue who had a strange smile on his face!

Although he had not been in contact with Qin Shiyue for a long time, he also knew that this person was not a good-tempered person! Things were going to be bad!

"Baozheng, don't..."

As soon as Rong Shan finished speaking, it was too late.