"Damn, this road is really deadly. It's more than ten miles, and some people have suffered." Qin Yu sat in the carriage, going up and down, feeling that his butt had become two halves, and he frowned in confusion.

"Master, I'll carry you, so it won't go bumpy." Shitou, who was following the carriage, heard Qin Yu's words and shouted without thinking.

Qin Yu's face suddenly stiffened, "Forget it, Master, I can still bear it."

Just kidding, how could Qin Yu agree to carry this guy? Don't be too funny if others see him like that. Even if no one sees it, Qin Yu himself can't stand it.

When Shitou heard that Qin Yu didn't ask him to resist, he shook his head in confusion, but didn't say anything. In his mind, he had to listen to whatever Qin Yu said.

The carriage swayed forward, and Qin Yu endured the pain of bumps while thinking about his future life. Unexpectedly, just when Qin Yu was lost in thought, a person suddenly jumped out of the grass on the roadside.

The coachman was startled and quickly pulled on the reins, fearing that he would hit this reckless man.

Before the coachman could explain to Qin Yu, Shitou shouted, "Hey, you are such a monster. If you dare to block the young master's carriage, you will die."

After Stone roared, the figure flashed in front of the carriage, raised a big hammer and was ready to hit the person blocking the carriage.

When the carriage stopped, Qin Yu only staggered and was not injured at all. After all, the carriage was moving very slowly. Just as he was about to ask, the words of the stone came over. He was suddenly startled, for fear that the stone would really hit someone to death.

, and quickly shouted, "Stone, stop!".

A sound of "Woo!" came, and the stone sledgehammer stopped instantly. The sledgehammer was still one centimeter away from the man's face.

Qin Yu didn't hear the sound of the hammer hitting people, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly opened the curtain, but the horse was blocking the front, so he couldn't see the situation clearly, so he got out of the car, and when Qin Yu came to the front of the carriage, he was immediately shocked.

Startled.

The person blocking the car turned out to be a Taoist priest. He was in his seventies, with white hair as messy as a chicken coop, with a few grass leaves in his hair. His Taoist robe was in tatters, and he had twenty-eight holes if not thirty.

A foul smell rushed towards Qin Yu as he approached.

Qin Yu frowned, not only disgusted, but the old Taoist smelled as if he hadn't taken a bath for thousands of years. It was so unpleasant that the horses snorted one after another and turned their heads again and again.

Kick your hooves back and forth.

Only Shitou didn't seem to notice it. At this moment, he was retracting the hammer and staring at the old Tao with bright eyes.

When Qin Yu's eyes came into contact with Lao Tao's eyes, he was stunned for a moment. There was something wrong with Lao Tao's eyes. These eyes did not look like a pair of old people's eyes. They were not only bright, but also gave people a deep feeling.

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After seeing Qin Yu, the wrinkled face of the old man suddenly changed at least twice as much. He was full of smile. Then he stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and stared at Qin Yu, looking up and down, mouth.

There was still a constant clicking sound.

Qin Yu was naturally unhappy when the old Taoist looked at him like this. When he was about to ask if the old Taoist had been injured, he was shocked by the old Taoist's words and shut his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, people who shouldn't have appeared, but they happened to show up. No wonder, no wonder."

When Qin Yu heard this, his pupils suddenly widened, and a feeling of being X-rayed ten thousand times came to his heart. His whole body was cold from head to toe, and he thought over and over again, "No way, this old man can't know where I come from.

.”.

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand that was as dry as tree bark and touched Qin Yu.

"Woo." Shitou's big hammer instantly hit Lao Dao. The reason why he didn't hit Lao Dao before was because Qin Yu stopped him, but now Lao Dao obviously wanted to do something bad to Qin Yu. Shitou immediately became angry and swung the hammer without hesitation.

Unfortunately, the old Taoist just shook the stone and made the sledgehammer fall, and then continued to touch Qin Yu with his withered hand.

Qin Yu wanted to run away, but was horrified to find that he couldn't move. He seemed to be restrained by the wind, and couldn't even speak. At this moment, a stone hit him with a hammer.

The previous one was faster and harder.

"Little guy, you can't be so reckless. Let's get some sleep." After the old man said this, he pointed at Shitou, just casually. Shitou's body suddenly froze in place, and then he fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Damn, is this too fake? This is not a fairy!" Qin Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, and he thought fearfully.

Qin Yu felt very uneasy, as anyone who saw this completely unscientific picture would do. At this time, the old Taoist's withered hands had already touched Qin Yu's body, and he quickly touched Qin Yu all over.

"It's weird, it's weird." The old Taoist said to himself on the side, like a madman, frowning and smiling for a while, which made Qin Yu's hair stand on end.

After a while, the old Taoist grabbed Qin Yu's hand, looked at Qin Yu's palmistry, and stared at Qin Yu's face. After a while, he frowned and said, "The Nine Stars Yaokong Tianmen is open. No, why can't you see from behind?"

Out?".

The old Taoist closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then sighed, "The great road cannot be bullied, no matter what, no what, hahaha."

When Qin Yu heard this, he became more and more weird. At this time, the old Taoist suddenly pressed Qin Yu's head, and a wave of dizziness followed, and then Qin Yu lost consciousness.

The old Taoist pressed Qin Yu's head for a while before letting go. However, the old Taoist who let go seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. It was strange, but that was the fact.

The old Taoist looked at the sleeping Qin Yu, smiled slightly, then raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice full of helplessness, bitterness and relief, and then disappeared without a trace in a few steps.

The coachman acted like a fool in the car, with his mouth hanging open. He didn't come back to his senses until the old man disappeared for a long time. He quickly jumped out of the car and ran towards Qin Yu, for fear that something might happen to Qin Yu, and Qin Qiong would definitely not do it by then.

Spare him.

At this time, Shitou slowly opened his eyes. After a slight pause, he jumped up. Yes, he was lying on his stomach. Then he jumped up with his hands on the ground. He only heard Shitou yelling with lingering fear, "It's so amazing."

The old guy."

The driver came to Qin Yu and stretched out his hand nervously to test Qin Yu's breathing. After finding that Qin Yu was still breathing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to Shitou, "Shitou, hurry up, carry the young master into the car, let's

You two have to go back quickly and find a doctor for the young master."

"Pah." Shitou slapped himself hard and shouted with great regret, "It's all my fault for guarding."

"Hurry up, the young master is still unconscious." The coachman shouted anxiously.

Shitou hurriedly ran over, picked up Qin Yu, turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran, "I'll carry the young master back first, and you can bring me my hammer."

"Okay." The coachman nodded and shouted, but when the coachman looked at Shitou's hammer, he was stunned and shouted quickly, "Stone, your hammer is too heavy, I can't lift it."

Shitou heard it, but did not return. He only heard Shitou's words coming over him, "Look at it for me. It's my treasure. Don't lose it to me, or I'll break your legs."

When the coachman heard this, his face suddenly stiffened, and he opened his mouth, but was speechless. After a while, he finally cursed, "You damn fool, I won't show it to you yet. I'm going to

See how you...".

The coachman's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a long sigh. He sat on the carriage with a troubled expression, staring at the two big hammers on the stone.

It took an hour when I came here, but I didn't even use one-tenth of the time when I came back. This shows how many stones were moved and how strong the strength was.

Shitou carried Qin Yu back to Qingfeng Residence, and was about to go directly to Chang'an. At this time, Qin Yu opened his eyes, with a strange look on his face, and heard Qin Yu whisper in a low voice, "The immortal helps me hold my head, and I will bear the pain."

Immortality."

"Hey, Shitou, let me down." Qin Yu saw Shitou looking at him with surprise, and then realized that he was being held by Shitou, and said quickly.

"Master, are you okay?" Shitou shouted in surprise, which made Qin Yu's ears buzz.

Qin Yu nodded quickly, and Shitou put Qin Yu down.

After Qin Yu landed, he looked into the distance with a dreamlike look in his eyes. After a while, he let out a long sigh and then returned to Qingfeng Residence.

After a hasty dinner, Qin Yu shut himself in the room and thought for a long time. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed in and out. Not long after, with a "pop" sound, Qin Yu farted.

"Damn, this method of spitting out is not the only way to fart, right?" Qin Yu muttered and continued to spit out. Fortunately, Qin Yu did not fart again.

"Stone, stone."

"You damn fool."

"I've been waiting for you for so long, why haven't you come yet?"

"A sneeze, a sneeze."

"Why do I feel like something is missing?" Shitou was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep. Suddenly he slapped his head and said, "Oh, my hammer.".
Chapter completed!