You and I three lives, who will spare the other

"Can this talisman really drive away demons?" The woman came to the stall and asked her own question.

"Of course, the girl also wants to get one?" The Taoist really wanted others to buy his talismans.

"I'm not afraid of monsters." But I didn't know that the girl said such a sentence.

"How dare a girl have such guts that she isn't afraid of monsters?" The Taoist was speaking politely, when suddenly he saw the girl open the fan in her hand, and he saw the pattern on the fan, which looked familiar and carefully After looking at it, he immediately put away his things and went after the girl.

The girl went to a teahouse to listen to an opera, which was about Wu Song fighting a tiger, and the Taoist priest followed her to this teahouse.

"Girl." The Taoist called her.

"Why are you following me again? I don't buy talismans." The girl was clearly upset.

"Pindao just wanted to ask the girl about the origin of this fan." The Taoist said the reason, and he seemed to guess that the girl didn't know what the fan was.

"I picked it up." The girl answered truthfully.

"How about selling it to the poor Taoist?" The Taoist guessed it right, the girl really didn't know what the fan was.

"Not for sale." The girl rejected him without even thinking about it, "This fan is the first thing I picked up, and I want to keep it as a thought."

"It's useless to keep it, why force it?" The Taoist still wanted to get the fan, so he persuaded him very "kindly".

"If I say I won't sell it, I won't sell it." The girl got a little impatient, turned around and left.

"Miss, look at you." The Taoist hurried to stop him, and his action made everyone in the teahouse look at him and the girl in front of him, and he snatched the fan by taking advantage of his unpreparedness inside.

"You." She wanted to snatch the fan back, but she couldn't.

"Girl, why did you steal Pindao's fan when he was painting the talisman?" The Taoist priest was the first to complain.

"Who stole your fan? Give it back to me." The girl wanted to grab it again.

"It's you." The Taoist said these three words, "Pindao was drawing talismans outside the door just now, you came up to join in the fun, and stole Pindao's fan while I was not prepared."

"I picked up this fan." The girl wanted to snatch back the fan she picked up, but she didn't know that, from the outsiders' eyes, she looked like she had stolen someone else's fan.

"Let's take a look, come and come." The Taoist took advantage of this time to confirm her "crime" of stealing the fan, "Girl, since you are stubborn, why don't we find a middleman to be a witness and see how this fan is?" Whose."

"The fan is mine, why do you need others to judge?" The girl felt that his words were preposterous, and she didn't want to talk to him at all.

"If this fan really belongs to a girl, then do you know what is painted on it? And who inscribed it?" The Taoist obviously concluded that she did not know the fan.

"Yes, it makes sense." Hearing what the Taoist said, other people also felt that it made sense.

"I haven't looked carefully before." The girl didn't look carefully.

"Of course you don't know. Even if you did, you don't know the origin of this fan. It was passed down from my ancestors. It has been passed down to me for several generations." The Taoist made up a half-truth and a half-fake He opened the fan because of the reason, "This fan is a painting of the fairy mountain Kunlun, and this fan is a magic weapon of the fairy family, the Yuqing Kunlun fan."

Just when he said the five words "Fairy Mountain Kunlun Picture", a beautiful woman in a long black dress entered the door of the teahouse, and happened to see the Yuqing Kunlun fan.

"Yuqing Kunlun fan?" the girl muttered, she really didn't know the name and origin of this fan.

"Miss, what else can I say?" The Taoist seemed to have the winning ticket, and it seemed that he could really take this Yuqing Kunlun fan as his own. Entanglement, you'd better leave quickly."

"This fan is not yours." The girl's words at this time were not convincing at all.

"With so many people and so many pairs of eyes watching, can I turn black and white and wrong you?" He thought that those mortals would believe what he said, and in fact, those people also believed what he said.

"Obviously I picked it up in Junji Mountain." The girl still wanted to explain.

"Junji Mountain? Isn't it a barren mountain that no one has gone to?" The people around spoke out.

"Yeah, this girl's words are getting more and more outrageous." Those people thought that this girl was lying, and that fan belonged to this Taoist priest.

"Give me back the fan." Seeing that the Taoist priest didn't return the fan, she wanted to get it back quickly.

"Give it back to you? I did not send you to see the official, I have already taken advantage of you." The Taoist said "righteously" and "magnanimously" and pointed a fan at the girl.

Suddenly, a green hand grasped the Taoist priest's wrist, and the middle finger of that hand was wearing a purple lotus flower ring. When everyone looked up, they saw a beautiful woman in a long black dress.

"I'm afraid the Taoist priest said the wrong thing." This glamorous woman is Rouge.

She was wandering around here, but she didn't want to see a teahouse, and heard a noise, so she went in to have a look, but she never expected to see the magic weapon owned by her sweetheart Si Yin--the Yuqing Kunlun fan, And they seemed to be arguing because of this Yuqing Kunlun fan, so she listened carefully.

It turned out that the girl said that the fan belonged to her, but the Taoist said that the fan belonged to him, and that the girl stole his fan. In fact, the fan was a magic weapon handed down by his ancestor.

Yan Zhi really couldn't see it, so she made a move. First, she knew that this fan was not a magic weapon handed down by her ancestor at all; second, it was the magic weapon of her sweetheart, Si Yin; Kunlun Fan came to look for A Yin, four because of the girl's appearance - very similar to A Yin.

"Who are you?" The Taoist looked at her unkindly.

Yanzhi smiled charmingly, "This fan belongs to an old friend of mine, not some treasure of the ancestor, so I prefer to believe what this girl said." Yanzhi looked at the girl.

"Hahahaha, nonsense." The Taoist shook off Rouge's hand, obviously angry, angry?No, it should be because of the panic caused by fear of being found out that he was telling a lie.

"I just asked a long question, do you know how to use this fan?" It seemed that he really didn't want to die until the Yellow River, Yan Zhi said a key word.

"This, this, since this is a precious fan, how can I use it casually?" The Taoist was visibly panicked.

"Oh? Is the Taoist priest afraid now?" Rouge smiled.

"You, you, you, you are in the same group." The Taoist seemed to have discovered something, backed away while talking, and wanted to run away with the fan.

Yanzhi stretched out her right hand with the palm down, and suddenly turned it over with the palm facing up, the fan moved slightly in the Taoist's hand, and Yanzhi moved her right shoulder back, bent her arm, and her right hand became a "catch" movement, Palm down.