Immortal Voices

When the village chief saw Cui Tianning and his party leave, he immediately called his grandson Zhao Wei.

Upon seeing his red and swollen forehead, Zhao Wei eagerly asked, "Awong, this is a puppet. I'll get some medicine for you."

The village chief hurriedly stopped people and reprimanded, "What hastily done."

Zhao Wei smiled flattering and said, "Your forehead is swollen."

The village chief's eyes flashed a light, saying: "It's better to be swollen. The more miserable it is, the easier it will cause other people's pity."

He waved his hands and ordered his grandson: "Go and say hello to the villagers, and when the two chief arresters lead the people down the mountain and want to punish me, you will ask all the villagers to come and intercede.

Zhao Wei nodded, and said diligently, "Awong rest assured that this matter must be done properly."

The village chief waved his hand to let Zhao Wei leave, but a big smile appeared on his face.

He was so old, and it wasn't long before he lived well, and he didn't believe that the two of them had to show him off regardless of the villagers' wishes.

In this world of filial piety, the status of the elderly is highly respected.

Tieying they dare to disrespect him slightly, and the Spit Star can drown them.

The old village chief didn't see it, and a figure dripping with blood was standing in front of him.

When he smiled proudly, the figure stretched out his hand with only bones left, and slammed it around his neck.

Qingshan Shenxian Temple, the Temple Zhu just woke up and then subconsciously retracted a lot.

Hearing the movement, Rong Xian glanced back at him, and looked straight at the temple, and he dared not move. Then he groaned and said, "Go and make a cup of tea."

The temple wished to pitifully shrink itself into a ball and stuttered: "You, what do you say?"

Rong Xian's face sank: "Go to make tea."

The temple wished that a spirit jumped up, and the fart flowed and made tea at the back of the temple.

As for the escape, the temple wish showed a miserable expression. It would be wonderful if people could run past the ghost.

The sun was shining and the heat was blowing.

Rong Xian is a little uncomfortable. When mortals have to experience old age, sickness and death, and severe winter and severe heat, they are really suffering.

At this moment, a cool wind blows on the face, and the eerie coldness strikes from the side into the skin.

Rong Xian was immediately resolute. She looked at Rong Hong's somber face.

But when I think of how long she will stay in this world, when it's winter, isn't it cold?

Rong Xian's face immediately pulled down, and when he returned to Tzu Chi County, he immediately asked his father to look for warm jade.

"Sister." Rong Yue cried a little bit when she saw her sister's ugly face.

Rong Xian's expression cleared up immediately, and she shifted the topic without any traces: "Who did this son kill?"

When mentioning this, the resentment that Rong Ye had just calmed down all over immediately boiled. She said vaguely: "It was the old head of the village who was immortal. She killed me and my elder brother. She even wanted the villagers to plead with the iron catcher. , Delusion. "

"I'm dead, they don't want to get better." Rong Hong looked like Reng Xian's soft adorable at this time, but he really grew into a ghost.

In this regard, Rong Xian is completely laissez-faire.

As long as she is still in this world, Rong Hong will not dissipate, and Rong Hong is also for revenge, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

At this moment, Miao Zhu came down with an eyebrow of hot tea.

Rong Xian watched as he was about to pass through Rong Hong's body, but there was no reminder from the bad heart.

The temple wished to step forward in front of Rong Xian, suddenly a spirit, just felt a cold chill spread in the body.

He turned pale after a moment's expression, and the fool knew something was wrong.

He was so hot when he was boiling water for tea just now that he couldn't wait to punch a bucket of well water and flush it all over. His back was soaked with sweat, but after the coldness spread in his body, he couldn't wait to return. The room wrapped him in a quilt.

Temple wishing his fingertips were a little pale. He took a deep breath and trembled and placed the tray on the low table in front of Rong Xian. How could he not hide the fear in his voice: "My son, my son, tea is coming. "

Rong Xian smiled sideways at him and slowly said, "One cup is not enough." There will be guests coming later.

Miao Zhu didn't know the stubble, and her head turned around, thinking of some terrible possibility, her body was shaky, and she might be fainted at any time.

Rong Xian glanced at him dissatisfied, and said, "Well, just step back."

The temple wished to run away. When he returned to his room, he tied the door and went into the bed to die. He was not afraid to cover his mule on this hot day.

Rong Xian picked up the book and flipped it over. At this time, Tie Ying and Cui Tianning brought ten arresters to the Shenxian Temple. The appearance of Tie Ying belonged to that kind of righteousness, which made people feel good at first sight.

Cui Tianning is a bit more refined, like a ranger who martial arts.

At a glance, they saw the young man sitting at the low table who was not slacking in tea, flashing a little surprise in his eyes.

If they only look at their temperament, they don't think it's a girl at all.

There was a warm, windy smile on the corner of her mouth, her temperament and warmth were warm, her eyes were clear and clean, and her hands were well-educated.

Where is this girl like a pink fan? It is clearly a flirtatious boy like a jade.

Cui Tianning couldn't help but quietly asked Tieying: "Is that really a girl?"

Tie Ying hesitated, then nodded and said, "She looks exactly like the lady Rong Er, she should be the young lady."

But looking at Rong Xian's temperament, he was a little uncertain: "If Master Rong described the dragon and phoenix as twin pearls, then I can't blame me for misunderstanding."

Cui Tianning's mouth twitched, and Tie Ying didn't expect to tell a cold joke.

He looked up at the people who were reading tea leisurely, and said softly, "So many people have died in this village, she is like a hermit leisurely."

The small bell over the fairy temple was blown by the breeze, and it clanged, making it particularly pleasant.

Cui Tianning glanced at the small bells hanging on the four corners, but saw that the person seemed to find them as a party, gently put down the book in his hand, stood up and bowed his hand gently, and groaned with a smile: "No wonder the bell is ringing. Therefore, Han has a long way to go. "

Cui Tianning: "... Tie Ying, are you sure she is a girl?"

Tieying Nana said, "I'm a little bit uncertain now."

No matter how puzzled they were, the two let Catch quickly go to find a cool place to rest, and quickly walked to the temple.

The two returned a gift, and when they were about to introduce themselves, they listened to Rong Xian very politely: "Jiuwen Tie Tiao Tou and Cui Tiao Tou are famous. See you today, it is a great honor."

Cui Tianning and Tieying looked at each other, Tieying said, "Girl Rong."

Rong Xian smiled and agreed to this title. She pointed to the futon in the temple and said: "There is no extra place here. Please sit down. You can only aggravate the two and touch the light of the god. Futon. "

Her gesture was too taken for granted, as if she were the master here, too careless, and did not conceal the indifference that did not put the fairy in her eyes.