Miss Xia Yun, what are you talking about? I don''t know what you mean. "Because Xia Yun couldn''t find his true identity, I was relieved:" how did I become the door of Qingcao fairy''s aunt?
Xia Yun looked at me with a smile: "that day in Ruicheng, you were caught by a white man and came back safely. Do you still deny it?" when I came back, I told my master that she was a fairy in Qingcao.
Huang Yanying and Fang Ganying are the disciples of aunt Qingcao fairy. They don''t know many people, so I can''t say it. But they are not the guard of Qingcao fairy at all. Can you say that?
What, are you aware of your pain? "I haven''t figured it out yet. Xia Yun has sneered:" I didn''t expect that Suo Jian Ba Lang was a disciple of old nun Qingcao!
Xia Yunran said rude words, which is the first time I heard. If you don''t hear it yourself, others won''t believe it.
What''s more outrageous is that Xia Yunmei insulted the object, but she was angry with aunt Qing fairy.
Although I haven''t contacted many people, I can fully feel from Li Suan''s words that the name of the goddess of Qingcao was born and her reputation is far-reaching. It''s not a matter of respect, but it''s coming soon.
What I can''t accept is that I''ve made it very clear now. I''m an apprentice who looks breathless, and Qingcao''s Fairy aunt is my uncle.
Xia Yun regretted his mother''s uncle face to face. I absolutely can''t accept it: "Miss Xia Yun, do you say this comes from inside?" as far as I know, how did you get offended by the chivalrous behavior of the Qingcao fairy nun for decades“
Xia Yun said, "my master said," the nuns of the Shang and Qing Dynasties are the most hypocritical, dishonest and shameless old nuns in the whole Ming Cao -.
I was also very angry: "anyway, Qingcao''s Fairy Tongyi is our predecessor." when you talk like this behind the older generation, don''t you want to share“
Xia Yun suddenly changed the topic: "are you the door of old nun Qingcao?
"If I were the guard of brother-in-law Qingcao, I would break up with you now!" I just turned around and never saw Xia Yun again: "if you talk to me in this tone, I won''t make a sound.
Well, I won''t mention the woman''s name. "Xia Yun may also see that I''m really angry, so he smiled unexpectedly:" but not long ago, my master told a lot of stories. Do you want to hear?
I''m very simple: "no!" Miss Xia Yun, I''m not a disciple of qingcaoxian station, but I''ve heard many people tell chivalrous stories of this generation. Even if your master has any ideas, you talk too much.
Amitabha! This little donor is young and has extraordinary ideas. Donors are biased. Really, Amitabha!
Fart! Why do you hold the same view on unusual and clear people? Besides, when your old husband plays chess with you, you old show head donkey competes to listen to another couple talk about love. If you pretend to be an old show head donkey like you, who has five hearts and four is unclean.
Qingming temple, built behind the mountain, stands facing the water. The face of the door is broken and the incense is broken.
Now, there is a monk, a vulgar two old people sitting on the threshold.
Old, tired of walking, it''s not strange to sit on the threshold.
Strangely, the two old men sat face to face on the threshold of the temple gate.
Can I sit on the threshold of the temple? No. but the two old people just sat down and didn''t look very alike.
Xia Yun and I gambled together. I didn''t know they had come to the gate of Qingming temple
The two men were surprised when they heard the sound.
After a surprise, they had to look up. As soon as they looked up "zero three zero", their faces were startled.
The two old men actually sat not on the door, but on the snow on the threshold.
Ancient is not thick, only five or six inches.
Two old men sat on five or six inches of snow, which was not crushed.
Zhu Shi''s horse is eight to nine. Anajing is one. You have lost. "-
Fart! Old man, three plus five, can you still live, old show donkey?
Amitabha! Nagin is four to five, eight to six. Zhu Shi has gone. Poof, Amitabha!
My eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
The reason why he frowned was not that he didn''t see the chessboard, but that the inner strength of the two old people was incomprehensible.
It''s true to gamble with Xia Yun just now, but there''s no one at the gate of Qingming temple. That''s for sure
Now there are not only people, but also two or two old people who can''t understand.
The two old men seemed to appear from the thin air and commented on their words and Xia Yun''s bad eyebrows.
The little donor looks strange. When he comes to Qingming temple, it seems to have something to do with my Buddha, Amitabha“
"Fang Ni! Obviously, the little girl is very bright, jade and ice tendons, and smart. The little bastard has his head on his head, his face is full of misfortune, and his watch is futile. Then insert a flower in the donkey''s dung, and you will put Ni in your mouth with fake Buddha.
My eyebrows wrinkled deeper.
To be sure, the old man dressed up as a scholar has a tough heart, while on the other side is an old monk. But the old monk smiled and was not angry.
Of course, the reason why I raised my eyebrows was not old or angry, but the old scribe and Xia Yun.
"I''ve seen two senior students!" I bowed with my head and was polite.
"The old generation and the young generation are definitely pedantic, and the smell is never heard!
If Lao Wentu waved impatiently, my body shook violently, and then I fell to the ground with a bang
Amitabha! What else does Zhu Shi have to say? Did I win?
"Fart! Why did you come back, you old show head?
The old scribe thundered and shook to the right. Xia Yun sat in the snow for six consecutive steps.
Xia Yunpi drum sat on the ground and looked angrily at Ruo old scribe.
But this time, it was rare for the old scribe not to deal cards, but he was surprised and said, "strange, strange!"
Amitabha! The little donor''s breathing is fast and not disorderly. He is calm and publicized. The outer district bacteria team neither advances nor retreats, but has a 2.8 flank. It''s so strange that only one person is in the king''s district.
Women''s main steps are light, but not endless, floating but not slippery.
If you encounter an external force, you won''t let go, but you''d rather bend down than bend down. It''s better to sit down and waste your legs than fall all over; there are no other men in this land.
The old monk raised his left hand while commenting,
Cloud and I both felt a kind of angular power, put ourselves, and then lived and recovered the original standing posture.
"Strange!
Strangely, the old man stood up and turned his hands around me.
"When did the old madman walk around? I really want to know. When did he have an apprentice? The old witch is very angry and unhappy to see the whole area. How could such a bright girl come out?
The old monk also stood up and said, "Amitabha!" after 50 years in the middle of the earth, many changes have taken place. Bi Jing, the old man also has his own“
Fangni! "The old scribe shook his hand in spite of the rain:" the old madman and the old 30 Wukong are not a complete system. How can their offspring entangle together and make me unhappy?
Xia Yun, who was always angry and pale, took out his sword around his waist, pointed to Ruo as an old scribe and scolded him: "old Pifu, stop talking nonsense. This girl wants you to look good!
"Yes!" the old scribe touched his bald chin and saw if Xia Yun smiled. Indeed, this is Lao wusheng''s duckweed sword, which has three minutes of fire. The female Sutra is very great,
There is a future!
Don''t be rude, stop
Seeing Xia Yun''s white rainbow passing through the sun, it stabbed and imitated the old scholar''s heart. I flashed Xia Yun''s right hand in front of me.
Xia Yun suddenly startled me: are you kidding? Do you think you''ve been with the old man for too long?
For ten years, it''s not too late for gentlemen to take revenge.
I know the truth best, so he hardly considered and stopped Xia Yun''s action.
But Xia Yun tried his best to calm down. "Let me go!" the old pig regretted insulting my master. Although he couldn''t, he had to compete with him today.
The almsgiving man calmed her anger, and he did not abuse your master. The old monk waved his hand and said, "50 years ago, when old Zhu surrendered in front of his master, it was the witch who kept screaming." fifty years later, it is too much to call the old witch in an old word. Tong Mitha
Master said well that we should not care about matters between the elderly. "I took this opportunity to say to Xia Yun," as a young generation, we should listen to what we can do for the time being. Don''t be reckless.
Boring, boring. "The old scribe looked at me:" it''s so boring for an old madman to have offspring like you. 1
Come on, old man, let me respect you! "I smiled and said," it''s not surprising that I can''t see you today. Because the boy is too young to see the whole area. But this well doesn''t mean that the child will never see the whole area! Just because you are a great God today doesn''t mean you will always be a great God! Bye!
Strong! "The old scribe clapped his hands and said," the great God is used to stepping on it. The old madman really has a unique vision! "For you, the old man will take care of you and take back what he just said“
At this time, the old scribe shook his head: "as for goodbye, it''s too early." it''s too early to leave now!
At first I didn''t understand what the old scribe meant by "too early".
After the old scribe took Xia Yun and I into the temple one by one, he finally understood what "too early" meant.
In fact, it is too early to say that this is not the time to leave.
It was noon and lunchtime.
There is nothing in the broken temple. Of course, there is no food.
Just because there is nothing in the temple doesn''t mean there is no food to eat, because I have and halogen muscle.
It not only has hooves, but I also carry five kilograms of wine.
When the old scribe grabbed the present and threw me into the broken temple, there was an oil paper bag in his left hand and, of course, a large wine bag.
Xia Yun and I looked at each other, not because I was locked in the broken temple, but because I found the strange of the old monk.
The old monk was sitting on the door with a pair of kind eyes and the appearance of an eminent monk, which made people pay tribute to him.
However, when the old scribes grabbed the oil paper bag and wine bag, the old monk''s eyes suddenly flashed out
Meichi''s long white beard began to become calm and automatic, and there was nothing beautiful.
When the old priest bit the cork in Jia''s left hand with his teeth, the old monk suddenly moved
The claw of a black dragon was separated with his left hand. The old scribe took the wine bag in his left hand, the five fingers of the old monk''s right hand and other hooks, and directly gave the old scribe the oil paper bag.
The old scribe''s right hand just threw Xia Yun into the temple, and it happened.