He said Yingying’s gift, but he didn’t invite him in, which meant that he was strong in front of him.
At the same time, he made a gesture everywhere.
Then from his perception, there is a yin qi floating from the view to the back hill.
He didn’t worry, but nodded and looked through the crack of the door in front of the negative hand.
Seeing the entrance is a tall hall with a faint statue sitting upright and looking positive.
I don’t know if it’s a fairy, but I think it’s not a wild god. Which ancestor should it be?
In the east corner of the main hall, there are a number of rough bamboo pruning steps, and there are many kinds of lotus in the giant pool, and the one with the highest number of pavilions is Yu Lian.
Although the rooms on both sides are fresh and tidy, we can also see that some places have been dilapidated for a long time and have been renovated.
I was looking and suddenly listening to footsteps behind me to turn my head.
I saw a man who was more than a foot tall, wearing a gray-blue robe and looking like a jade crown.
Holding a handle of dust in his hand, it seems to be made of rattan interwoven with green vines, which naturally grow as fine as hair, and the tail of silver silk thread is twisted into a rope buckle to set the wrist.
Looking at it with a clear mind and a long rhyme, it’s a real person who doesn’t like to raise ghosts and evil demons.
Chapter one hundred and forty-four Flying Sword Practice
This person is Lingqing. He got the news and hurried back.
Just arrived at the gate, I saw a tall and strong man wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a box.
The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and Lingqing saw that there seemed to be a flash of light from his eyes.
Then I felt a chill as if my mind were like a sword piercing my heart, which was chilling.
I’m not afraid of this kind of swordsmanship, because I’m good at spirit, green and true, and I’m good at practicing day by day, and I’m high-minded in my own Xuantan Daoism.
So keep your mind and look at people.
Seeing this man with a short moustache and a face full of bright eyes, he looks very fierce and seems to be a fierce Zhang Fei.
But look closely, it is a handsome man with a beautiful face and a clear bone.
It was covered by the thick beard and the clean eyes, which made people consciously ignore the good looks.
"Look at the Lord!"
See him back has been strong with the front of the fat jade can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurried around the life and walked to the front of Lingqing Yingying a ceremony.
"This distinguished guest’s sudden visit did not inform the master, and my concubine did not dare to advocate it, which led to the neglect of the distinguished guest."
Lingqing naturally understands what she means. This student is also a man of practice.
Most of the women in the view are ghosts, and they are riddled with crimes, so that he can see more.
So she waved her hand and said, "I’m white." Then she looked at the student and made a bow and laughed.
"I don’t know if a guest visiting the original road is far away, but I hope to forgive him."
"Where is an uninvited family? I hope the Taoist priest doesn’t blame it."
The born hand a gift lang said
Listen to some Qin flavor sounds grand and strong, but not rude, but heroic and faint.
"It’s also a pleasure to have a guest come to be original without sin. Please come in!"
Lingqing came to him and reached out and invited him in.
When the student heard the heavy eyebrows, he didn’t refuse to lift his feet and followed him into the gate.
Because of the fear of meeting people at the beginning, Ling Qing did not lead him to the reception room on the second floor of the hall, but found a quiet room to entertain him in the east wing.
"Please!"
After fatty jade personally sent two Sophora japonica honey teas, Lingqing took a sip of it and motioned for this student.
Then he looked at him and asked, "Unknown distinguished guest name?"
Born to see him drink first and drink a mouthful of since the end back to "a surname yan word red chardonnay.
I don’t know what the Taoist priest is called? "
Yan Chixia? !
When Ling Qing saw him, there was a faint guess in his heart. Now it was him.
But I have some doubts in my heart about what kind of world this is.
That grandma is a tree demon and Yan Chixia is a student. Why does it feel like a hodgepodge?
Mind turn but don’t delay his reply LingQing a yi hand in the direction of the hall and said
"Being original, surnamed Ling, with a single name and a green word, was given a legal name by the master."
"Respect your guests and treat our visitors less. You can come back from time to time when you go out to enjoy the scenery."
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