Fellow Dog Daoist was furious and called to the old man, meaning: "I want you to control? Who are you, the lonely old clapper who is unattended!"
"Why?"
Mr. Liu has a glass of wine.
"Master, I toast you a glass." Ning Yuru got up and poured wine for the old man himself.
The old man glanced at her with satisfaction, took a sip, Ning Yuru stood aside and acted as a maid.
Can't be compared to the other Daoist Keqing dog, Ning Yuru is supporting her master.
"Wow."
Fellow Dog was upset and ordered immediately.
The little monk Yuanbo rolled over in the corner. He glanced at the meat dishes and drinks on the table with disgust. His face turned blue, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they could only pinch their noses and walk forward with the donkey. Friends are busy arranging vegetables together.
Friends of the Dog Daoist just want to put on a pomp!
The old man was not happy anymore, and gave me a subconscious glance.
"Yes, I can't hide it!"
I can only get up reluctantly and act as a servant.
The fire at the gate of the city affected the pond fish, and it was this moment.
Personally serving the old gentleman, I muttered in my heart: "At some point, you will know that I am Patriarch, and see who will serve whom? Also, when you think about it, will you kneel down and plead for sin
Hey, since I think of the miniature world, shouldn't I go to the hardcore little brother Qing Ting to live up to the past? Not in a hurry, there have been too many things recently. After the Great Magic and Magic Ridge is settled, I personally rush to the Taoist Building to view it. If I want to come, I will be very surprised, right? Hehehe. "
For a time, thinking diverged, thinking a little bit too much.
A meal ended hastily in a very weird atmosphere.
The two big guys who can't afford to offend are playing secret fights, and it is us people who are suffering, helplessly, endure it.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't fight during the banquet, which is considered to give me a lot of face for the owner of the museum.
Fellow Daoist Dogs ate and drank, and left with their heads held high, without taking a second look at us.
"Sooner or later, Lord Ben Dao will kill this dog!"
Master Master put down the wine glass and whispered harshly.
"Master, can you beat it?"
Ning Yuru grew up next to Mr. Liu since he was a child, and of course he dared to speak.
"Who said I couldn't beat it?"
Mr. Liu immediately stared and blew his beard.
"Then your face...?"
Ning Yuru reminded him in a low voice.
Liu
The old man subconsciously touched the paw prints on his face with his hands. He was so angry that he glared at Ning Yuru, then turned to look at me and said angrily: "Look at the dog Keqing you're looking for, what's the matter? Son?"
Amazed, emotional, not willing to train my apprentice, but came at me? Lao Tzu is not a punching bag. You can't beat fellow dog daoists if you don't live up to it. Who do you blame? Do you know who Lao Tzu is? I am your ancestor!
"Master Bo calms down, Daoist Keqing has a sense of measure... Hey, the marks on your face are beginning to fade."
I was just perfunctory, and suddenly found something abnormal, and pointed to his face in surprise and shouted.
"Get a mirror."
Mr. Liu hurriedly ordered, Ning Yuru gave him a small mirror. The old man looked up and found that the mark gradually faded until it disappeared. He laughed unsatisfactorily and stroked his beard subconsciously, but when he found it empty, he remembered the lack of beard. After a long time, his face turned cloudy again.
"Huh, count it as acquaintance."
The old gentleman returned the mirror to the disciple in grief, and snapped his fingers. I vaguely saw a few beams of energy light reclaimed into the old gentleman's body. Suddenly, this was the traces of the footsteps on the fellow dog daoist.
The two guys are quite sensible, and they don't forgive anyone verbally, but they have withdrawn their special magic power in private to prevent the relationship from continuing to deteriorate. This is considered a wise behavior.
Immediately afterwards, the old man found a pair of scissors and fixed his beard in front of the mirror. It took ten minutes to fix it. It was shorter, but it was still visible.
He stretched his hand and stroked his white beard, which was less than half a foot, a little dissatisfied, but now he can only do that.
Seeing that he was finished, I leaned forward and said, "Master, there are important things to discuss."
"Oh?" Uncle Master handed back the mirror to Ning Yuru.
Yu Ru left the living room very sensibly, and even with it, other partners consciously avoided this place.
Waving freely, Master Master urged several restrictions and motioned for me to sit down.
I found a place to sit down and sorted out my language. Only then did I methodically tell Master Yu about the sudden visit of Elder Dazhugan to the branch dojo.
Listening to what I said, the old man's complexion gradually turned green and his eyes were full of complex emotions.
Obviously, it was a shame to be framed and expelled from the sect back then, and it would evoke a heart knot whenever it was mentioned.
, It happened to involve the first person's oral statement, how dare I conceal it? After repeating the words of the second elder Dazhugan verbatim, he shut up and said nothing.
Do you want to take me to the Great Magic Mountain for an appointment? Completely between the master's thoughts.
The living room fell into weird silence. Not only did the master not say a word for five minutes, he closed his eyes and started thinking.
I didn't dare to be disturbed, and subconsciously switched to the internal breathing mode, waiting for the other party to make a decision.
Suddenly, Uncle Master opened his eyes, and two rays of light were released. He suddenly snorted, and then said: "Ling Master's words are still exactly the same as before, and they are so powerful. What is the past with the wind? These years, I and you. The master's heart is frustrated, and he gritted his teeth with hatred when he recalled the events of the past, and Lingzhu wanted to turn over a sentence? No way!"
As soon as I heard it, I understood that I wanted Mr. Liu and Gong Zhong to return to the sect. It was necessary to reverse the case of the past. Without this, Master Berning would not go back.
Lingzhu's words do have a sense of muddy mud, just want to continue to be so unclear, this is not acceptable to the masters and Gong Zhong.
"but… ."
The old man's conversation turned around.
I blinked my eyes a few times, and acted like listening to my ears.
"The throne of the next generation of the Great Magic Mountain is worth fighting for! If these powerful forces can be mastered, it will be too fulfilling, Jiang Du, do you have confidence in yourself?"
After a few brows, I looked at him incomprehensibly: "Master, you mean to take me to the Great Magic Mountain before New Year's Day, but you also said that the attitude of the lord is unacceptable. According to what I mean, you don’t have to make mistakes, just leave it to me to deal with it, so you won’t be disappointed."
"You kid has something to say, but I don't want to say it clearly, right? This Dao master wants to see what waves you can make? It is not a matter of imperfection to take you back. Competing for the qualifications of the lord is one of the reasons. Second, I. You are required to step on the other competitors, and the heavier the step, the better. In this way, it is a vent for me and Lao Sixteen."
As soon as the old man said this, I understood it in seconds.
He smiled and looked at him: "Master, sentiment, there are disciples among the Lingzhu competitors who trapped you and the master at the time, not just one, but two or three?"
(End of this chapter)