I cross the cold pond

Xu Zi was standing at the place closest to the door at this moment, looking at the two embarrassed people in the room with his hands in his cuffs with a smile on his face.

Miao Yinxian still wanted to reach out to grab Shen Di's clothes, but Shen Di ran out of the room very quickly and scrambled. Before going out, he gave Xu Ziru a sullen look with hatred.

Xu Ziru put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Miao Yinxian who was alone in the room with his expression unchanged.

He shook his head, spoke sharply and mercilessly: "Although I don't know what happened to you.

But it was obvious that he had entered a magic barrier and his mind was broken. "

Miao Yinxian looked at him coldly: "Just because of your mouth, many people want to kill you and hurry up."

Xu Ziru shrugged, not caring.

Miao Yinxian sneered: "For example, you just made another enemy.

No one knows if someone will stab you in the back, just like Xiao An. "

Xu Ziru said with a shameless smile: "It's okay, I've told my fate that I won't die in the hands of villains in this life, so I've never been afraid of offending people."

The two of them bickered again, and Liao An, who was standing not far away, clasped his hands together and sighed: "The benefactor is blinded by a leaf, and should have put it down."

Miao Yinxian glared viciously at the words: "You smelly monk, what do you know?"

"Amitabha."

Liao An read a sentence in a low voice, but said nothing more.

With a pale face, Mr. Anxi stared at Miao Yinxian for a long time like a ghost in the night: "You said it wasn't your mother-child Gu that caused him to fall asleep?"

Miao Yinxian said: "I can make him live so well, sleepy? Dreaming!"

Mr. An Xi stared at Miao Yinxian for a moment, then turned and left: "Dong Bo, I'm going to prepare the altar for summoning souls, I can't wait any longer."

After Mr. An Xi left, Dong Bo walked forward on crutches, a little puzzled: "I have followed my master for more than 20 years. I don't know what he has done to be hated so much?"

Miao Yinxian turned his gaze to Dongbo.

The courtyard was quiet at the moment, and the few people standing were thinking about each other and looking at each other without speaking, Xu Ziru couldn't help laughing: "Dong Bo, you don't know something.

There is no reason in this world to talk to people with a broken mind.

If you give him a bowl of porridge, he hates that you don’t care about his life’s food. If you give him two copper coins, he hates that you only give him such a small amount of wealth.

It's hard to be a good person, Dong Bo. "

Miao Yinxian was irritated by Xu Ziru's broken mouth, she took a dagger and came towards Xu Ziru: "You can only talk when you open your mouth, what do you know?"

Xu Ziru's kung fu is extremely poor, even inferior to Shen Di, obviously far away, he still dodged in embarrassment, and his collar was cut by a dagger, but he still said unforgivingly: "If you have the ability, tell me Come up with a fresh story."

Miao Yinxian stabbed wildly with the dagger, and Xu Ziru was struggling to dodge.

Hearing only a sound of "Zheng", the sword with a moon-like blade picked up the dagger in Immortal Miaoyin's hand.

Yan Qinghe blocked Xu Ziru straightly with a Yunjiao sword. He did not speak, but silently stared at Miaoyinxian whose eyes were red with anger.

Miao Yinxian's hand holding the dagger was numb from the shock, she was holding the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, panting uncontrollably, and staring fiercely at Xu Ziru.

"Speak less."

Yan Qinghe glanced at Xu Ziru indifferently.

Xu Ziru ignored him, stood firmly behind Yun Jiaojian, and continued to sneer: "Being angry from embarrassment can only prove that I am right."

Miao Yinxian knew that she couldn't beat Yan Qinghe, so she shook her hands and walked towards Dong Bo, and asked with a sneer as she walked, "Dong Bo, tell me about how you and He Zhen met a bandit in Luocheng 20 years ago."

Dong Bo looked at Miao Yinxian for a long time.

Shen Di who was at the side suddenly combined the story he heard this afternoon with the Luocheng bandits. He hesitated and said, "Aren't you a relative of the refugee who was kidnapped by the bandits together with the great good man?"

Miao Yinxian turned to look at Shen Di, and repeated: "Refugees."

Shen Di frowned and explained: "Although I feel sorry, everyone has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

You have complained about this for 20 years, I don't think it's worth it. "

"Dong Bo, tell me..."

Miao Yinxian glanced at Dong Bo, and then looked around at the people standing around: "What a good person you are.

The only cowardice in this good man's life is that 20 years ago, he and a fellow refugee were robbed by bandits on the road, and the two supported each other and ran out of this devil's den. "

The robbers followed closely, and he and the refugee ran wildly in the forest holding sweaty hands. Later, the refugee fell down in the forest due to his frailty and was unable to stand for a long time.

A young and benevolent man, his desire to survive overwhelmed his sense of morality, he shook off the hand of the refugee, and ran away without looking back.

Miao Yinxian's voice paused slightly, and Xu Ziru laughed out loud: "The ants are still alive, and you still say that you have been obsessed with it for so long, so you have not entered a magic barrier?"

Xu Ziru is the one who is the least qualified to say that others have fallen into a demon, but he has no self-knowledge, and he has to talk about everything.

Miao Yinxian obviously didn't want to talk to him either, she continued talking to herself, "What's wrong with this story, Dong Bo, you must know."

Dongbo was silent.

Miao Yinxian asked and answered: "The fault is that the refugees are not the refugees.

She is your unmarried fiancee, He Dashan. "

Shen Di paused when she heard the words, and didn't even react for a while.

Miao Yinxian sneered: "His wife, who has never been married, left home with him, and was robbed by bandits passing through Luocheng.

When escaping, he ran away by himself, and ran for several months.

Later, his wife was captured, insulted, mad, and there was still an evil seed in her stomach. "

"Guess who is the child in her belly who shouldn't have?" Miao Yinxian asked someone in the courtyard with a cold voice.

Xu Ziru didn't match the sad atmosphere at all, he stood in front of Yan Qinghe and stretched his waist, and wanted to open his mouth to continue mocking, but Yan Qinghe looked at him sideways as if feeling something.

Xu Ziru frowned slightly, Yan Qinghe put the Yunjiao sword back into the scabbard, he turned his head slightly to look at Xu Ziru, and after seeing him for a long time, he suddenly started talking to someone: "You go down the mountain now!" What has happened to you for six years?"

Xu Ziru glanced at him, and replied angrily, "I was hurt by love, so I'm confused."

Yan Qinghe was not stabbed by Xu Ziru's sharp edge at all, the old god continued on the ground: "Misfortune comes from your mouth, you have to restrain yourself."

There will be a long time to come, and it is really unfair to offend people with unruly words and be killed.

Xu Ziru yawned again facing the moonlight, he shrugged and pouted in the direction of Miao Yinxian: "Senior brother, do you think she has a heart demon, and she will let you be locked up in meditation meditation for a year or so? Can you wake up like you?"

Yan Qinghe looked at Miao Yinxian who was standing in the courtyard with a sneer, but didn't answer.

Xu Ziru continued with a strange ambiguity: "If you stay locked up for a few more years, you will be able to abandon love and hatred and lose the past just like your senior brother.

How can there be any greed, anger, and ignorance. "

Yan Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, and he looked calmly at Miao Yinxian standing in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Xu Ziru tightened his cheeks, and endured it for a long time, thinking that he is a half-immortal, if he is really old, there is no need to make it so ugly, he should know the word "decent".

But he didn't want to think about it, and every time he accidentally thought about it, he always felt a little resentful.

Just a second ago, this person had made an oath to each other with him, stood under the tree of forgetfulness and lowered his eyes, saying that he had never been self-willed a few times in his life, but he was willing to leave the sect with him for the sake of Xu Ziru.

In the next second, Xu Ziru packed up the package, Xizizi and others went down the mountain together, and no one from Yanqinghe came, so he asked Niaoque to send a handwritten letter, saying that he had figured it out, so Xu Ziru let it go.

Jugglers will die with this trick.

At first, Xu Ziru felt that there was something unspeakable about this person, so he waited in the mountains for several months, when he saw this person following the head of the sect and passing in front of all the disciples again, he paused when he passed by Xu Ziru, and nodded to Xu Ziru without changing his expression, Looks like a completely fine person.

Xu Ziru packed up his things, greeted people, and handed over paperwork. He was going down the mountain the next day and never came back.

What Yan Qinghe sent him before his departure was a handwritten letter that was not painful, and Xu Ziru fed the dog wholeheartedly, and every time he thought about it, he felt angry.

At this time, he was a little angry again. He glanced at Yan Qinghe, whose face was as calm as water, and asked in a low voice: "Yan Qinghe, let me ask you one last time."

Yan Qinghe turned his gaze slightly, and focused on Xu Ziru's face.

Xu Ziru suppressed his voice: "If I ask you to come down the mountain with me again, are you willing or not?"

Yan Qinghe frowned slightly: "You..."

Xu Ziru already knew the answer from his expression, and after the courtship failed, he began to attack the other party: "When did you Tianjimen become a temple, or did you become a monk by Yan Qinghe, pretending that you are not polluted by the world?" Does it look like a story?"

Yan Qinghe's brows and eyes were stained with helplessness, and he explained in a good temper: "I am different from them."

Xu Ziru glanced at him, and continued to be angry: "Yes, you are the chosen one, you are one in a million, others are ordinary people, you are the unique one."

Yan Qinghe didn't reply.

Xu Ziru became angry when he saw his appearance, and he pointed to Miao Yinxian who was standing in the courtyard and was still telling others about the past: "If you complain, you will lose your heart, fall into a demon barrier, and be persecuted." I am disturbed by my thoughts, brother, do you know?"

Yan Qinghe stared at Miao Yinxian who was still speaking in the courtyard for a moment, and then explained for Miao Yinxian: "Since she was born, her biological mother has been crazy.

Following the insane mother back to her mother's family, she was disliked by the family members. When the three-year-old insane mother suddenly woke up, she jumped into the well in front of her and died. "

Xu Ziru raised his eyebrows: "Does it mean that I am not miserable without her?"

Yan Qinghe seemed a little displeased with the appearance of completely ignoring the pain of others, he frowned slightly: "After being sent by my mother's family to work as a medicine man in Miaojiang, the resentment in my heart is really hard to get rid of."

Xu Ziru put his hands in his cuffs, and laughed straight at the words: "Then what should I do, if the Buddha does not save her, you will save her? What's the use of standing by and feeling sorry for her?"

Yan Qinghe glanced lightly at Xu Ziru.

Xu Ziru smiled: "You can't get over her, you can only talk."

His brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he seemed to be full of bad water, "You can't get her through, but you can get me through, brother."

Yan Qinghe suddenly recalled some past events in Xu Ziru's eyebrows and eyes. Xu Ziru did the same many years ago, and always liked to tease him openly.

He paused slightly, put his sleeves in his hands freely, and bumped his arm with his elbow: "Brother, do you know which room I live in? Living Bodhisattva, it will be over later, do you want to come to my room to save a little girl?" Lost souls?"

Xu Ziru has been very talkative since he was a child, and he can make hundreds of people in the Tianji Gate say that he wants to beat him.

Yan Qinghe is the most dignified and dignified person, and his mood is free to draw others out of sparks. To Yan Qinghe, this is just a light look in his eyes.

Yan Qinghe didn't feel the slightest ripple in his heart, he even stretched out his hand to pat Xu Ziroom's crooked sleeve, and then said: "I see that you seem a little sleepy, why don't you go back and rest first?"