I have a room in Huangquan

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This goat is raised by Du Ziren, so it is not an ordinary goat. To be precise, it is called Chilong.

It's just that the pedigree is definitely not pure, and it only looks like this after several generations of cross-breeding with Yincao's Chilian Goat Beast.

Even so, it is also a dragon species.

Ordinary blades can't even pierce the hair.

So Ding Xiaoyi took out the dagger made of Xuantong beast nails early on.

The dagger made of Xuantong beast's nails has no other abilities, but it is sharp and hard enough.

Cutting the neck of a sheep that can no longer resist is of course not a problem.

I saw the throat was cut open, and two Gulu Gulu beads rolled out of the throat.

The beads glowed blue, and looked like pearls, and they were actually soft when held in the hand.

"Eat it quickly, while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

The bad old man stepped forward, and when he saw a bead, he reminded him.

Ding Xiaoyi held the beads in his hand, and it was soft but also very elastic: "What's the use of eating this thing?"

"It's not a rare thing. It's called Chi Dan. After eating it, it can help you improve your strength, but you have to find a way to make Chi Dan bloom in your body."

When Ding Xiaoyi heard the words, his heart ached and he swallowed Chi Dan in one gulp.

Don't look at this Chidan as big as an egg, but after swallowing it in one gulp, it doesn't choke on the throat. Instead, it slides down the throat as soon as it is stuffed into the mouth.

"break down!"

While swallowing the Chi Dan, he suddenly activated the power of disintegration, trying to forcibly disintegrate the Chi Dan.

In the end, he found that his power of disintegration actually didn't work on this thing.

At this time, the bad old man smiled slowly and said: "Although it can improve your strength, there is only one way to dispel this thing."

Looking at the smirk on the old man's face, he suddenly felt bad and fooled, and asked cautiously, "What can I do?"

The bad old man smiled smugly: "Haha, it's easy, just get beaten!"

Suddenly Ding Xiaoyi's face froze. He didn't expect to be tricked by the old thief. If he knew it earlier, he should go and get the mirror, and take a look at it first.

"If you're like this, aren't you afraid that Du Ziren will know?" Zhao Wenhe stood behind, watching Old Chen skillfully cut off the sheepskin, and couldn't help asking with wide-eyed eyes.

"Uh, this is because..." Bai Pangpang still wanted to find a chance to fool him.

But for a while I didn't know what to say.

Seeing the situation, the old man laughed instead: "Xiao Zhao, look, I forgot to introduce you. This is Xiao Yi, who is also the owner of this place."

When the bad old man said this, he glanced around from the corner of the eye, and said in a low voice: "This is his private land, he entered it, hehe, whether it is killing or scraping, who knows, let alone Du Ziren's sheep, even if it is... The pig raised by the empress, she doesn't know if she eats it!"

Bai Pangpang's face turned black when he heard this, and he hurriedly explained: "A metaphor, this is a metaphor."

The bad old man turned his head, saw Bai Pangpang's bewildered look, and couldn't help but look suspiciously at Bai Pangpang's eyes: "You today..."

"He's not feeling well today. I think this place is pretty good. I'd like to take me with you in the future." Zhao Wenhe accepted the words, and looked at Bai Pangpang again.

With a glance of black and white clear eyes, Bai Pangpang was clever and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you are right,"

The bad old man nodded thoughtfully: "Alright, killing sheep is nothing to see. Come on, I'll take you into the house to have a look."

After speaking, he invited Zhao Wenhe into the house, and Tutu and Bai Pangpang naturally followed along.

It's just that the expressions of the two are slightly different.

Tutu was full of curiosity and anticipation. After all, the new house was built, and she didn't look at it carefully.

As for Bai Pangpang, it is obvious that I have no choice but that you are playing to death.

"not bad."

The layout and environment on the first floor are simple yet comfortable. The pale yellow lighting is very suitable for people to rest here, play cards occasionally, and read books.

The four people are generally satisfied with the environmental comments.

Coupled with the furniture purchased by Liao Qiu, it makes people feel refreshed.

At this time, from the corner of the corner of the eye, the bad old man quietly moved towards the corner, and the inconspicuous mirror swept up, but with a glance from the corner of the eye, although there was no joy or anger on his face, his eyes suddenly became terrified!

Chapter 444: The Words Are Surprising

what is in the mirror

In the mirror, all three of them were there, but Zhao Wenhe was the only one missing.

Knowing the origin of this mirror, the bad old man suddenly thumped, his chest seemed to be pressed by an invisible boulder, and there was a buzzing sound in his head.

Fortunately, a bad old man is a bad old man after all.

His eyes only stayed on the mirror for a few milliseconds, then he suddenly looked back, and at the same time turned sideways, just blocking his body in front of the mirror.

Hiding that horror deeply in his heart, his face became more relaxed for a while.

Surrounded by Zhao Wenhe, they looked around as if nothing had happened, and chatted with Zhao Wenhe more eagerly while visiting.

After the four of them walked to the roof and sat down on the comfortable soft sofa.

Seeing the big head crawling up, more than a dozen flexible tentacles, serving tea and water, beating legs and shoulders, and a few people on top of a big head serve.

"Is this a big-headed barbarian??"

Zhao Wenhe looked at Datou in surprise. Although Datouman is good at illusion, he is also notoriously stupid and timid.

Some even have no intelligence at all.

But the big-headed man in front of her was completely different from what she had imagined.

Can't help serving tea and pouring water very skillfully, even the ability to beat legs, pinch shoulders and massage is also remarkable.

Take a closer look, the body of the big head is covered with a layer of very thin scales, the body is very clean, and there is no peculiar smell at all.

And there is actually a jewel growing on his head.

Zhao Wenhe recognized the origin of the gem at a glance, and suddenly realized it in his heart.

This Confucian bead is born of a strange beast called Guiru in the depths of the underworld, which can help all things, birds and birds, understand human nature, and know ingenuity.

Note: The introduction and origin of this bead are at the end of the article.

This thing grows on the head of the big-headed man, perhaps it is because of this that the big-headed man is so smart.

However, Zhao Wenhe didn't know that long before Datou got the bead, he had already shown extraordinary intelligence. To make matters worse, the old man wanted to pull Datou to breed several times.

The four of them sat down, except for the white and fat ones who were sitting on pins and needles, the other three looked very relaxed and natural, especially the bad old man with Erlang's legs crossed, chatting happily with Zhao Wenhe.

Just chatting and chatting... It seems that we are about to talk about the topic of empress.

At the side, Bai Pangpang staggered, almost kneeling on the ground, and frantically blinked at the bad old man as a hint.

However, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, no matter how Bai Pangpang blinked, the bad old man didn't seem to see it.

"Hey, there are two poor people in this underworld, Xiao Zhao, do you know who they are?"

The bad old man smiled mysteriously, leaned towards Zhao Wenhe's face and asked.

Zhao Wenhe raised his eyebrows: "Poor thing? Could it be that black and white are impermanent?"

Black and white are impermanent, and what they do is hard work. The two are responsible for arresting those evil spirits and fierce ghosts, and also maintaining the safety of ordinary ghosts.

Behind this drudgery is not only hard work, but also a hard heart.

Only then can I get used to seeing the joys and sorrows in the world, the separation of wives and children, and sometimes, I can see bullies rampant and bullying the relatives of the deceased.

At this time, facing the pleading of the ghost, they dare not, and they cannot bend the law for personal gain.

If you don't have a heart of stone, I'm afraid I can't stand it long ago.

But right now, the work of black and white impermanence has been replaced, especially after the black moon appeared last time, so that the yin and yang path and reality appeared cracks.

Black and white impermanence is equivalent to retirement status.

To be pitiful, they are definitely a couple.

After Zhao Wenhe finished speaking, the old man raised his eyebrows and made a cup of tea for Zhao Wenhe.

She nodded, then shook her head again: "No, there is a saying that you only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. What you did in the past was hard work, but now you are enjoying the blessings. How can you be so pitiful?"

Seeing the old man's veto, Zhao Wenhe picked up the tea in his hand, thought for a while, but put down the tea again.

"But Po Meng and Zhong Kui."

Meng Po is in charge of the Wangchuan River, which is the only way to go to reincarnation. It is said that Meng Po was once an infatuated woman. She guarded the Wangchuan River, from black hair to white hair.

Just to see that man again.

But so far we have never seen each other again.

Another Zhong Kui, who was born extremely ugly, hated evil like a vengeful.

Today, he has been forgotten by the world long ago, drunk and dreaming of death every day, without a trace, which is pitiful to say the least.

After Zhao Wenhe finished speaking, he looked at the old man again, and took a sip of tea from his lips.

However, this answer made the bad old man laugh out loud: "Hahaha, no, no, brother Zhao, you are really a fool."

As he spoke, he heard the old man say: "Meng Po and Zhong Kui have different personalities, but what they do is their own choice, and no one forces them to say that they are pitiful, what is there to be pitiful about? It’s not worth mentioning…”

After speaking, Bai Pangpang had sensed a bad premonition, and hurriedly opened his mouth, trying to divert the topic.

"I heard that Granny Meng recently found a young apprentice, what's his name... Chai Rong, it is said that it is also an eternal fate, and the Qingming Festival will be held in Youshan soon, I don't know if I can see it, I also heard..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was suppressed by the suddenly raised voice of the bad old man, and he didn't intend to give him a chance to intervene.

"In short, it doesn't matter whether Po Meng guards the blue lantern, or Zhong Kui dies drunk, they all have their own choices, there is nothing to be pitiful about."

When Zhao Wenhe saw this, his curiosity burst into flames, and he guessed a few names one after another.

The bull head, the horse face, the four judges, etc., and even the ten kings of Hades have guessed it all, but none of them can get an answer.

At the end of the guess, Zhao Wenhe really couldn't guess, and spread his hands: "I can't guess."

Seeing this, the bad old man gave Zhao Wenhe another cup of tea with a smile on his face.

"Actually, it's not hard to guess, these two poor people, the first one..."

Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment, as if he had considered his choice of words, before he sighed and said: "The first one is none other than the one on Youshan."

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the table froze there.

Tutu almost spit out the tea she just drank into her mouth, her eyes widened, with an expression that you are going to die, don't pull me.

Even Bai Pangpang almost couldn't swallow his breath, thinking: "It's over, it's over, offending one is almost over, if you offend the other now, what a fart!"

Even Zhao Wenhe was stunned for a while.

Looking at the bad old man with some surprise, suspecting that he didn't hear clearly, he reconfirmed to him: "Are you sure you are talking about the one on Youshan?"

Facing the astonished expressions of the three people, the bad old man seemed to be understating it.

He waved his hand to signal everyone not to make such a fuss.

"Don't be so excited, anyway, he can't hear you if you say it here."

"Hehe, you dare to say that if you can't hear me?" Zhao Wenhe sneered.

Even Tutu was a little anxious this time. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly under the mask, her voice became severe: "Stop talking, the Lord on Youshan is not for you and me to comment on, you If you keep talking, I dare not listen to the starter

Tutu stood up and was about to leave.

I was afraid that this matter would have something to do with her.

However, at this time, the bad old man grabbed her wrist, and said with a cold face: "Even if you leave now, the affairs here have nothing to do with you."

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to freeze, Bai Pangpang could only bite the bullet and smooth things over.

"What are you upset about? Isn't this a chat? It's just a chat. No one will admit it when they go out."

After speaking, he asked Tutu to sit down again, and took a careful look at Zhao Wenhe who was calm and calm from the corner of his eye.

The old man let go of Tutu's hand, and lay down on the chair carelessly: "Yes, when we go out, today, if anyone asks me, I will only say one word, and I never said it!"

Tutu was annoyed, and seeing this, she could only suppress it.

At this time, the bad old man looked at Zhao Wenhe: "It's not unreasonable for me to say this, and I didn't make it up out of my audacity. He said this himself."