The Taoist priest said this and looked at the old woman. After all, some of them were proficient in illusion.
"Don’t worry, I’ve planned it for a while. Please watch a good show." The old woman’s face suddenly showed a smile and said to several people.
The drunken spring building was already a mess because of the pig’s stubbornness. Lu Yu looked at the eyes and looked quite lonely. The second brother’s face was quite dignified and asked, "Do you know who it is?"
"Four people, a second sister is a wild monster. After killing her, she didn’t hide her breath. I followed her breath, but one of them was Maoshan’s defected brother. A law stopped me from running into this world for a moment." At this time, the pig’s stubborn mood has stabilized and said softly.
“看来前这个年轻人应该就是他们手段了”陆羽推测道
“九不离十这几个人诡计多端滑不留手如今借着人道红尘气潜藏恐怕一时半会也找不出他们踪迹来”
“不过这世界对于他们而言就是个囚笼要堵住出去路他们根就逃不出俺老猪有是耐心可慢慢陪他们耗”猪刚鬣嘴角扯出了一丝冷笑道
陆羽十分诧异望了二师兄一眼能够这么短时里就想好对策这位曾经天蓬元帅果然也不是什么善茬
“那就预祝元帅心想事成了若是有什么需要帮忙地方尽管口便是”陆羽拱了拱手说道
“正好老猪这里还真有一事相求”陆羽是客套来了一句但是他还是低估了二师兄脸皮听到陆羽言语立马就坡驴
陆羽好尴尬地说道“请说”
“要收拾这几个家伙不难唯一害怕就是这几个人走投路起了歹意让整个世界陪葬俺老猪恩怨分我要杀不过是杀了二姐这几人罢了犯不着让整个小世界人陪葬我知道你手里宝瓶厉害到时候希望你能定住这不让他们得逞”
陆羽听了猪刚鬣一番话顿时醒悟了过来他前确没想到这一点不由地对这位曾经天蓬元帅刮目相看
“既是如此陆羽敢不从命元帅尽管放心便是”
“好就此说定我也好好看看这几个小贼还能搞出什么名堂”猪刚鬣眼睛望向了醉春楼外透过那虚他似乎能看见那几张可恶脸庞
On this day, the drunken spring building changed all over the city. In such a closed small world, a little trouble will soon spread all over the city. After all, divination is human nature.
There are different opinions about this change. Some people say that it is a peerless master who is drunk in the spring building, and some people say that it is a black demon who suppresses evil spirits. Some people even swear that it is a fairy.
These complicated news, like a gust of wind, swept the whole city in an instant and became the talk of everyone after dinner.
At the same time, the news also entered the castellan mansion.
In the east corner of the castellan’s mansion is a remote small courtyard, from which there is little strong medicinal smell.
There is a room in the courtyard that is not big, but the decoration and furniture inside are very particular, and it is carefully designed.
In the room, a pale and emaciated young man in a dark black gown is listening attentively to the report from the party. His face, which is unusually pale due to long-term illness, is flushed and excited, and his eyes are flashing.
"Did you hear me right? Is there really a fairy coming to the world?" He was so excited that he grabbed the reporter’s shoulder and gaunt palm, and his veins stood out because of too much force.
The reporter was caught by this young man in some pain, but he didn’t dare to show that he could try his best to suppress the pain in a normal tone. Then he said, "I heard it really, and it seems that the immortal still knew the fallen fairy who sheltered the world at the beginning."
"This is not to say that there are immortals in the real world." The young man slowly loosened his grip on the reporter’s shoulder, hand and face and muttered with ecstasy.
Then he raised his hand and looked at himself carefully. He had lost his palm because of illness. He muttered to himself, "Since there is an immortal, there is bound to be a cure for my disease. No, I have to know more information. Can you find out who was the leader of Zuichunlou that day?"
"It’s the black willows."
"Call him in to see me," the young man said excitedly.
Kneeling people suddenly some towards slow for a while before carefully said, "Liu was called by the second male and hasn’t come out yet."
This sentence immediately filled the young man’s eyes with anger. He said solemnly, "I’m not dead yet, and my second child has been forced to wait. Hehehe."
The young man suddenly laughed, and the laughter grew bigger and bigger, and finally he was hysterical, perhaps because he was too excited. His laughter came to an abrupt end, followed by a severe cough, as if he were going to cough up his lungs.
"You must find a fairy, so that you can cure my illness. Then I will make you look good," the young man said to himself gently, holding his desk.
Turning his head, he said to the man who was still kneeling, "Who can find the trace of the immortal and reward him with a thousand taels of silver?"
And it’s not particularly far from this hospital. A man in white in the southwest corner also listened to the report from the black Weiliu.
With a confident smile on his face, he said, "I’m afraid I’m the happiest person to be immortal."
Chapter two hundred and twelve The wind blows
The man in white rubbed his fingers with a folding fan in his hand, and the handle was inlaid with jade. Then he said, "According to you, there should be two immortals, one is a strong man, and the other is dressed up and is after four yogis?"