"Jian Jiu is worried tomorrow! Have you heard of it?"

The Eight Lords are the name of the Sword Emperor. The monks on the mountain are well-known. Zuo Lingquan walked to Zhongzhou and naturally heard of it, but everyone's details are the same as the Eight Lords, which are very mysterious and few people know it.

When he heard Fan Jin suddenly lifting a sword emperor, Zuo Lingquan didn't know what to say about him, and cooperated with him:

"Oh? Could you be the master of the Sword Emperor?"

Fan Jin waved his hand: "The guide is not the teacher, you can't understand this. Tomorrow, I am worried about Ming Jianxian and I are fellow villagers. Although the time difference is about 300 years, the relationship I came from the same place cannot be erased. I, Fan Jin, have taken Ming Jianxian as an example since I was a child. He is my guide. When dealing with people outside, I will not smear him on the face..."

“…?”

Can this be considered a guide?

Zuo Lingquan felt that he was drunk, so he stood here and talked nonsense with a fool. He shook his head, bowed his goodbye, and took the two girls directly back to the yard.

Halfway through Fan Jin's words, he saw that Zuo Lingquan stopped listening, and even said to himself:

"I can't meet opportunities for guidance from experts several times in my life. If young people don't cherish them, why should I force them..."

Xie Qiutao felt so uncomfortable that she turned around and then widened her eyes and said in disbelief:

"Who is this? I have been traveling around for so many years. The first time I saw someone who is more capable than me. I will pick up the big tiger-skinned banner and at least find someone I have seen. This person is just talking nonsense. According to his words, my guide is still the Taoist ancestor..."

Tang Jingwen deeply felt the same.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled. He became a little interested in Jian Jiu Mingrichou who had just mentioned. He took out the Tiandun card and asked:

"Lingye, who is tomorrow's sorrow?"

Lingye on the pleasure boat, a response came soon:

"The Sword Emperor, who is the ninth-ranked Sword Emperor, can he be? Tomorrow is very carefree and rarely appears. It is said that he can't even contact the Sword Emperor City. I only know that he loves wine and his appearances are related to wine... By the way, the most famous time was when he went to Taohuatan to ask the Lord of Peach Blossoms for wine. Lord of Peach Blossoms gave him a pot, but what do you think?"

If you can ask this, the result will definitely be unusual. Zuo Lingquan asked:

"Is it possible to be dissatisfied?"

"Well, the immortal wine is recognized as the first aged wine of the immortals. It is not up to tomorrow's worries and it is difficult to adjust everyone's words. This is normal. But tomorrow's worries and stubbornness and do not speak well. It must be said that the method of Taohua Lord brewing wine is too pursuing the use of ingredients and cannot be called wine. It should be changed to "Qizhen Soup", puff-..."

Laughing is like a silver bell.

Zuo Lingquan was stunned: "What's the result? Senior Taohua must not resent him for hundreds of years?"

"You know the temper of the Lord Peach Blossom Lord. Lord Peach Blossom himself is also a drunkard who loves wine. He is so evasive that his chest is so angry that he ignores the sword cultivator in Zhongzhou. Then other sword immortals are confused, and they wail everywhere, almost scolding tomorrow to death..."

Since becoming a wife, Shangguan Lingye's private conversations have gradually become a little dirty.

When Xie Qiutao heard that his chest was so angry that he looked strange, he lowered his head and glanced, and subconsciously pushed his head. Unfortunately, Zuo Lingquan didn't see it in front.

Tang Jingyan didn't like these messy practices. Seeing that Lingye was a little sensational, she interrupted:

"Lingye, are you bored on the boat? Xiao Zuo bought a few jars of wine in Beijing, and it tastes great. Why don't you come down to sit at night and have two drinks together?"

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he blinked his eyes, not knowing whether it was the wine worm in his stomach that was making a fuss or the worm that made a fuss.

Lingye hesitated for a while before speaking:

"The Yan family is in such a big trouble, and it is not appropriate to make trouble in the human house. Let's solve this matter first."

Xie Qiutao was worried about this matter and asked:

"Sister Shangguan, do you see any problems?"

"No, it's normal in all aspects. This madness is inexplicably aroused. I'm checking the past case files of the Demon Enquiry Department and notifying you about something similar."

"Oh good..."

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At night.

The investigation of the day was found without any impact on the interest of the immortal masters eating the table. A banquet was set up in the hall of Yanjiazhuang. Immortal masters from all over the place gathered together and drank and talked happily. "Fellow Taoists, Immortals" were heard everywhere.

When a monk enters the Spirit Valley, he can avoid eating grains, so few people who can serve on the table and eat mats now can afford these titles; and those who can be called immortals will naturally not join in the fun and stay in their own rooms to study the errands this time.

In the western house, there are five waves of people living in Zuo Lingquan; in addition to Yunbao Taoist and Fan Jin, there are two pairs of monks who come together. They have seen each other in the living room during the day. They have both high and low Taoist practices, and they are not familiar with each other and have not visited each other.

There were noises coming from afar, but the West House was very quiet.

In a yard near the lake, Yunbao Taoist dressed in a green Taoist robe walked out of the eaves, looked at the direction where Zuo Lingquan and others lived, and slowly walked to the back of the villa. After a few breaths, he arrived at the place where Yan Sanjie lived.

Just at night, Yan Sanjie, who had finished drinking, was discussing things with several elderly people in the study. He said a faintly vaguely, through the window with lights, he entered the wind and snow:

"...Fan Jin is obviously a liar in the world, and three thousand taels of silver are wasted; fortunately, Taoist Master Yun is very skilled, and with him here, I think I will definitely get it this time..."

"...San Master, the young master Zuo that Yan Ge brought today looks extraordinary..."

"I saw it too. The young master Zuo is indeed extraordinary. He has a solid body, absolutely good kung fu, and is really beautiful. When the fourth girl saw it today, she secretly ran to me and told me to recruit her son-in-law, saying that she was looking for her cousin. I can't see what she meant in her heart? So I came over and discussed with the third master..."

"The fourth brother, let's talk about the important things first, and then consider these things later. Song Fu, you continue."

"The girl Xie who followed Zuo Shaoxia today can also be a fairy tale. She doesn't look as elegant as Taoist Master Yun, but she must be a true immortal master. Judging from the words and deeds of the three, Miss Xie seems to be following Zuo Shaoxia; how could a fairy on the mountain stick to her butt and run with her? In my guess, Zuo Shaoxia might be the true sword immortal on the mountain..."

...

Trivial words and words are at your fingertips.

Taoist Yunbao under the wall frowned slightly, thought for a while before continuing to move forward, leaving the villa and coming to the bank of the turbid river.

It was snowing heavily and the fields were silent.

Taoist Yunbao stood on the frozen river surface, first looked around the surrounding terrain, and finally looked outside a farmhouse.

In order to avoid the madness of Yan's family, the residents of the farmhouse had already moved away. The original vegetable garden was abandoned and covered with heavy snow. You could vaguely see the melon racks built by bamboo.

Taoist Yunbao came to the melon rack and carefully looked at the dried gourd vines on it. However, before he could move, he felt a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from a distance.

Taoist Yunbao was shocked and turned around quickly, but saw the direction of the wave coming from inside Yanjiazhuang...

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West House Hospital.

It was just dark, and the three of them walked around for a day, but didn't find anything valuable, so they returned to their room where they stayed and had a rest for a night.

The house prepared a dinner, and Yan Ge came to invite it once. Zuo Lingquan refused, so the servants delivered the wine and food to the room.

Zuo Lingquan could not eat grains, not use chopsticks, and drank wine with Jingxian, feeding all the food to the dumplings; he didn't pick the dumplings and took them all cleanly as required.

After drinking and eating, the two of them naturally came to the bed. Half of the people in Yanjiazhuang were crazy and it was not suitable to be intimate in other people's houses. Zuo Lingquan did not do anything randomly, but just leaned on the bed and hugged Lingye, who was guarding the empty room on the pleasure boat.

The room was dimly lit, and the dumplings were all over the place, lying on the bedding with all their hearts, humming a small song with "gujiji~gujiji".

Tang Jingyan leaned on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, buried her legs in the quilt, holding the Tiandun sign in his hand, and was saying seriously:

"Lingye, we found a lot of...well...places, nothing was found...well..."

Zuo Lingquan was very honest. He didn't provoke the white jade tiger or knead the dumpling, but Lingye on the other end of the Tiandun sign obviously didn't know.

Shangguan Lingye interrupted his words as he listened, and said suspiciously:

"What are you doing?"

Tang Jingwen looked flustered: "I didn't do anything, um... I'm talking to you..."

"You...you are really...Zuo Lingquan, Tuanzi is still next to you, don't you know how to restrain yourself?"

Zuo Lingquan heard the jealousy in Lingye's cold words, and was a little funny. He was about to continue acting with Jingyan, but the dumplings lying on the bedding suddenly turned over.

Tuanzi seemed to notice something, looked at the window, first tilted her head, and then pointed with her wings:

"grumble?"

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan naturally restrained his mind, quickly turned over, came to the window with his sword, and found that the place where Tuanzi pointed was Xie Qiutao's room.

Xie Qiutao lives in two pairs of doors in a courtyard. At this time, the lights in the room were turned off, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no movement.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and signaled Jingyan not to make a sound, then silently took out the house, and after confirming that there was nothing strange outside, he leaned against the window and listened:

“Hu…hu…”

There was a sound of breathing in the room, rising and falling.

Even when a person is sleeping, he is still long and difficult to perceive, so this movement and stillness are obviously wrong.

Zuo Lingquan frowned and opened the door with a slight hand and foot.

The room was dimly lit, and there were dishes and wine pots on the round table. The dishes didn't move much, but the wine was finished.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at him and found a little dark golden turtle outside the bead curtain in the bedroom. He was crawling out carefully. After discovering him, he was stunned for a moment and quickly retracted into the turtle shell.

There was a rack bed inside the bead curtain, and the iron pipa leaned against the head of the bed. Xie Qiutao, wearing a warm yellow pleated skirt, fell obliquely on the bedding, and his body was extremely unnatural.

Zuo Lingquan lifted the pearl curtain to check, but saw Xie Qiutao on the bed, clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, as if he was breaking away from something, his chest was raised high, and his back was almost hanging in the air.

"Miss Xie?!"

Zuo Lingquan's face changed suddenly. Without thinking too much, he flashed to the bed to check.

But what Zuo Lingquan didn't expect was that before he could get close, Xie Qiutao was "awakened".

I saw Xie Qiutao, who was struggling on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and her pupils turned black. There was no such thing as affinity and agility as before, but only alertness and hostility. The back of her hands and the skin on her neck even faintly showed a scaly pattern, and only the disguised cheeks did not show any strangeness.
To be continued...