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- Thinking of this, he limped out, closed the door, and leaned to the side to listen.
After waiting for a long time, the fat Taoist priest finally said: "Is he gone?"
"Um."
"Xiao Lezi, come out quickly!"
There was a muffled groan in the room, and a thin little Taoist priest, covered in filth, crawled out with a sad face.
"Go out and wash up quickly."
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu."
Fang Xian hid in the side, watching the thin Taoist priest go out, silently taking note of his appearance.
Someone in the room asked: "Senior Brother Lu, has this kid discovered it?"
"Huh, I'm just afraid that he won't find out." The fat Taoist priest said fiercely, "If he has the ability, he will file a complaint and see if Master believes in him alone or all of us."
"Senior Brother Lu has a wonderful plan." The younger brother next to him praised him. "Then Master will have something to say again. He said that he has an evil heart and twisted his foot. He even thought that someone else did it and let him carry it for a few more months. A classic, hahahaha"
"Keep your voice down" The fat Taoist priest laughed and ordered, "Everyone go to bed. There will be a sect meeting in three days. No matter how hard his life is, he won't be able to heal from a broken muscle so quickly. Who will be able to face Yang Guo then?" , you have to teach me a lesson, do you understand?"
"Senior brother taught you a lesson!"
Fang Xian sighed, he was not their enemy and tolerated everything, but in the end he was stepped on by them. Of course, this may also be what Zhao Zhijing means. These losers don't talk about practicing hard, but they think about these dirty tricks all day long. No wonder Quanzhen is not as good as the previous one.
Thinking of this, he looked down at his ankle again. It was already swollen and fat, and it hurt a little when he stepped on the ground.
" If it were Tian Boguang's body, its recovery ability was comparable to that of a blood cow. He could recover a lot in a short time by using energy to heal his injuries. But in the end, Yang Guo was a creature of ordinary people, so he had to keep his feet intact. It can take as little as half a month, or as long as two months, and it's almost a martial arts tournament. I'm afraid I'm really going to make a fool of myself.
"But I have an injury on my foot, so I can use it as a excuse to avoid the tournament."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????would inevitably make people even more contemptuous of, Zhao Zhijing had something to talk about again, forced himself to read the scriptures for a few more months. Damn it, you didn¡¯t come all this way just to memorize scriptures.
Fang Xian thought about it, why not talk to Qiu Chuji, report all these things, and let him make a decision.
You can think about it for a second. Does Qiu Chuji believe it? He has already decided that he is very resourceful, and he may feel that these are all a bitter plot devised by himself. Then he would confront Zhao Zhijing, Lu Qingdu and other disciples. When the time came, a group of people would talk about gold, and it would be difficult to tell whether they were innocent or not, which would inevitably make things worse.
In this world, it¡¯s not easy to get along at any level.
The more Fang Xian thought about it, the colder he became. After all, the Quanzhen Sect was a dyeing vat, except for the Quanzhen Seven Sons. There really aren't many good people. And these elders. However, he continued to live his own life of cultivation, ignored the sentiments of the people, and allowed himself to be left to his own devices. This resulted in Quanzhen's current situation.
Even so, it would be better to enter the ancient tomb as early as possible and abandon this bullshit Quanzhen.
Yang Guo, Yang Guo. After all, this is the only way to go.
Thinking of this, he no longer lingered in this ghost place. Lamely, I slipped back up the mountain.
On weekdays, my errand is to cut firewood in the mountains behind. This is heavy work, not many people like to do it, so I just carry it on myself, running back and forth can also strengthen my bones. Staying alone in the forest for a day is just quiet, and it is faster to memorize some scriptures.
Although the mountain road behind this was steep, Fang Xian was very familiar with it. He picked up a few branches, tied them together, used them as crutches, and walked towards the ancient tomb.
He had good ideas, but he lacked experience. He was looking for death if he walked on the mountain road with a limp.
Not far away, he leaned against the gravel. When he pushed on again, the stone loosened, and he lost his balance. He fell down. The mountain road was steep, and the fall was deep. He was rolling and he didn't know where he was going. Fall.
Fang Xian was in pain and struggled in vain. He stumbled around for a while and suffered a lot of injuries.
He himself was dejected. He had never seen such a scene before, and ended up capsizing in the gutter. It was so ironic.
In confusion, I lost consciousness
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but he just felt cool and cool all over his body, especially his feet, as if something had been applied on them, which was very comfortable. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw that the four walls were covered with stones, which made me feel a little dazed. I was also lying on a bed of stones, feeling a little uncomfortable.
When I stood up and looked around, I saw that my feet had been smeared with greasy white ointment, and the wounds on my body had also been treated.
Fang Xian thought about it and realized that he was the protagonist after all. He could be saved even if he fell down. As expected, this should be the inside of the ancient tomb. Yang Guo will never die! !
Thinking of this, he felt very happy.
At this moment, there was a sound outside the stone room.
An old voice begged: "Miss, please take him in"
Another cold female voice said: "The Ancient Tomb Sect does not accept male disciples, it is a rule set by the master."
"But I often meet this kid in the back mountain. He is always chopping wood and memorizing scriptures alone. I think he was bullied by those smelly Taoist priests I went out tonight and saw him like this again. If I hadn't bumped into him, I'm afraid Even if he died in the mountains, no one would know about it. He who is so young should not have to suffer this."
"It's his business whether he dies or not. Everyone has their own destiny." The woman's voice gradually drifted away, "Send him back to Quanzhen as soon as possible. I don't want to cause trouble with them."
The old woman had no choice but to sigh and walk back to the stone room where Fang Xian was, shaking her head.
Seeing that Fang Xian had woken up and sat down, she sighed again: "My child it's your fate"
Fang Xian was stunned.
This old woman has a loving face and gray hair, exactly like her grandmother who died when she was young. I always ate the food cooked by my grandma when I was young, and I never got to be close to her more. I regretted it when I left.
"Grandma" Fang Xian said foolishly.
"" The old woman was startled. When she heard the child's real cry, she felt happy and sad at the same time. She came over and hugged Yang Guo, "Good good boy"
Fang Xian just came to his senses at this moment. This world is too wonderful and it is definitely not a coincidence. Maybe the image of this old woman is just a projection, his own projection of his grandma.
Thinking of this, he tried his best to calm down and reflect on it.
There are only two people in the Ancient Tomb Sect at this time. One is the maid of the founder Lin Chaoying. Now she is an old woman. She must be the Granny Sun in front of her. The other person is naturally Xiao Longnu, the woman who just spoke.
He couldn¡¯t help but sigh again. After all, he was not so lucky. After entering the ancient tomb, Xiao Longnu refused to accept it.
If you are dealing with an ordinary woman. Of course, she should go up there and show off her cuteness, but Xiaolong girl has a cool nature, but she just doesn't want to do this. Talking nonsense to yourself will only be counterproductive.
"Thank you, mother-in-law, for saving me" Fang Xian calmed down, stood up and said with a forced smile, "Mother-in-law, this medicine really works, the pain is much better."
The way Grandma Sun saw him. How could I not feel distressed? I opened the drawer again and again, took some medicinal materials and supplements, and tied a baggage.
"My mother-in-law can't make the decision and can't take you in. Take these things and apply them on your feet every day. There are also some supplements like jade honey jelly. Take them after practicing. They will be of great benefit."
"Mother-in-law, it's no need, I can't practice Kung Fu anyway" Fang Xian lamented.
The mother-in-law was shocked and quickly asked why.
Fang Xian saw that Grandma Sun was very similar to her biological grandmother. I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Just like a grandson confiding to his grandma, he told Grandma Sun all about his experiences in Quanzhen.
Grandma Sun felt angry and distressed at the same time, and her body was shaking with anger.
"These stinky Taoist priests repay kindness with hatred and are unkind and unjust. None of them are good!! You, a child, risked your life for Quanzhen's reputation. But in the end, you ended up like this. It's unfair. It's a huge injustice!" Grandma Sun was Lin at that time. Chaoying's maid, Lin Chaoying, had a very complicated relationship with Wang Chongyang. Granny Sun naturally didn't have a good impression of the Quanzhen Sect. She immediately lined up the stone tables and shouted, "My dear grandson, wait, grandma Let¡¯s talk to Miss Long again, I will take you in despite all my efforts.¡±
Fang Xian knew Xiao Longnu¡¯s temperament. The more she acted like this, the more useless she became. He quickly grabbed Granny Sun and said, ¡°Grandma, there¡¯s no need. Miss Long will not break the rules of the ancient tomb. It¡¯s useless to talk more. I¡¯ll just leave.¡±
Grandma Sun sighed again. Thinking that the child was sensible and loving, she took some more heavenly materials and earthly treasures and stuffed them into the bag. She said, "Take these things away. Don't let those Taoist priests know. You can keep them for yourself." , which is of great benefit to cultivation.¡±
Seeing that Grandma Sun was sincere, Fang Xian immediately stopped refusing and said, "Thank you, Grandma!"
?According to his behavior, he should have tried to squeeze out the ancient tomb's skills at this time, but he couldn't open his mouth to this mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law packed up his things and handed her crutch to Yang Guo.
"Good boy, your legs and feet are inconvenient. I have been using this kidnapper for many years, and the ban is very severe."
Fang Xian was very moved as he held the crutch made of unknown materials and full of vicissitudes of life.
"Then what does mother-in-law use?"
"It's okay. Once your foot injury is healed, just return it to your mother-in-law."
After saying this, she pulled Yang Guo out of the tomb.
As soon as I went out, I saw that the outside was crowded with people, from all walks of life, including young men and rogues.The people there were all men, and even though it was midnight, they were very noisy.
When a group of people saw someone coming out, they all started bustling.
When he looked again, he saw that it was a mother-in-law leading a kid, so he sighed again and pushed back.
Fang Xian quickly covered his face to prevent others from seeing his appearance clearly.
It was originally an elegant and quiet place outside the ancient tomb, but now it was surrounded by a group of people, which greatly ruined the mood.
Seeing that these people were still there, Granny Sun just cursed: "I have scolded you, so leave quickly and don't spare the peace of my ancient tomb!"
I saw a long-haired young man standing up and holding his hands, saying respectfully: "This must be Grandma Sun. Today is the eighteenth birthday of Xiao Longnu. I don't know what to celebrate?"
Grandma Sun hated such a glib man the most, and immediately said angrily: "Go away is the best way to celebrate."
"HahaMother-in-law is serious, what girl doesn't like the scenery and bustle." The young man waved his big arm, and there was a roar and fireworks all around, which was quite beautiful.
He took a deep breath and shouted into the tomb, "Little King Huodu, I heard that Miss Long was having a contest on her birthday to attract a bride, so I came here to give her gifts and fireworks, and I hope that Miss Long will appreciate her for a while!!!"
As soon as he spoke, someone behind him cursed: "Where does this bullshit prince come from? Why are you pretending to be a big head!"
¡°Miss Long doesn¡¯t like the excitement, why are you here to spoil people¡¯s interest?¡±
"Isn't it just a few stinky riches? What's there to be crazy about?"
With the crowd behind them making such a noise, the place became even more noisy. ! ~!
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