Just when the person fell into silence, there was another soft sound next to him.
I saw Song Yin silently picking up the bowl and chopsticks, quickly picking up the vegetables and eating in his mouth. The bottom of the bowl of rice was instantly reduced.
"Senior brother?" Zhang Feixuan asked doubtfully.
Song Yin put down his bowls and chopsticks, pointed at their rice, and said, "Eat it."
The senior brother insisted, and the two of them said nothing. Zhang Feixuan put down the folding fan, picked up the bowl and started eating.
Wang Qizheng snorted coldly at the man, sat back down in his seat, and devoured the bowl of rice in a few mouthfuls.
He was tall and stout and had a big mouth. The bowl that could fill an ordinary person's hand was like a teacup in his hand, so of course he didn't eat it.
Although Zhang Feixuan looks elegant, he is very unambiguous when it comes to eating. After all, he is a Qigong practitioner. When it comes to food intake, a cultivator is naturally not comparable to ordinary mortals.
The wild vegetables are unpalatable and the sewage smells fishy, but at this moment, the senior brother is giving orders with a face on his hands, no matter how unpalatable they are, they must be swallowed.
It's definitely more delicious than the wild vegetable dumplings in Shanmen before, and it still has oil after all.
"As for what is beyond human scope."
Song Yin stretched out his hand, and his fingers were directly covered by white flames. He directly twisted the golden thread on the girl's head. With two fingers, the golden thread was torn off.
"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a Qi practitioner. We won't enlighten you, we won't make you rich, we won't extend your life, and we won't let you become immortals. The only thing we can tell you is,
As long as a person doesn’t steal, doesn’t break the law, and has a decent conscience, that’s a great merit!”
A family of three, the husband and wife are perfect people, and their aura and soul are all within their bodies. Like their younger brother Sun Jiubei, they have not been absorbed by evil ways.
Not everyone is free of charge. There are so many shops on the main street that accept payment.
The man suddenly kowtowed violently at the door. He didn't care even if he bled, but tears kept flowing from his eyes.
This made Song Yin not very clear.
"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"
Zhang Feixuan responded, took out broken silver and copper coins from his belt, and asked the two men: "How much?"
Song Yin's clothes suddenly changed. His crown turned into a dragon bone crown, his clothes turned into a dark yellow yellow dragon cloak, and his clothes also turned into a white dragon Taoist robe. The whole person looked like a fairy and was full of chivalry.
"Eh."
Song Yin said loudly: "That is what I have to deal with!"
"If you don't know, then I'll see clearly and go to Mingtang Temple!"
That was not the aura of evil spirits. Song Yin did not feel the aura of demons and ghosts. This golden aura was connected to her parents, and there was a golden thread on top of her head, guiding to the west.
But now the brothers have passed away
"It feels dangerous, so be careful, lest you die." Zhang Feixuan said.
"have no idea."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's eyes moved over and turned to the family of three.
As the golden thread was torn off, the little girl's eyes blurred, she collapsed into the woman's arms and fainted.
west
Song Yin stood up and walked towards the family of three, arriving directly in front of the little girl.
The golden thread is true, but it is also true that the people in the city are kind to each other.
They were a small family, and they usually avoided these righteous ways when walking around the world. Suddenly they saw a sect with a big way. Logically speaking, they should leave the city and avoid it.
Zhang Feixuan shook his head, counted the copper coins in his hand, put them on the table, and followed Song Yin out.
"I am Song Yin of the Golden Immortal Sect. Now that my merits have been exhausted, your daughter will be fine from now on and can live her life with peace of mind!"
Song Yin said in a deep voice: "I think this city is indeed in good order, and not everyone seeks the merit, it is all out of their own free will."
"Usually, if you go to an ordinary restaurant, it only costs 20 yuan. It's just right."
"Don't starve next time. Starvation is the most damn painful thing. Fortunately, you met my senior brother. If I were someone else, instead of letting you starve to death, I might as well give you relief."
"When people are stationed in the human world, that is the right way, and we are the evil way."
This sudden change made the woman stunned, and the man who was sitting there muttering and crazy was even more excited, "Is it an immortal! Has the immortal come to enlighten me? Is the little girl saved? Is the little girl saved?
It’s ready!”
…
Song Yin's eyes were filled with light at this moment, and he happened to be facing Wang Qizheng. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to chew, and he immediately kicked off his chair and knelt on the ground.
She looked out the door and murmured to herself: "That's too much. Ten coins is enough."
It's dizzy.
At this time, she looked at Song Yin, who was filled with mystery, and stammered: "You, you are."
There were fewer and fewer dishes on the table. As Wang Qi was finishing the last dish on the plate and putting it into his mouth, he suddenly felt a heavy breath around him and a sound like a sword being unsheathed.
Zhang Fei
But the gold thread on the girl's head is not wrong. If you cut off the thread, the girl will return to normal.
"Senior brother, I didn't mean it. I just thought about the last bite, so I ate it first!"
His speed became faster and faster, and at the end he stepped forward, yellow wind blew under his feet, and he turned into an afterimage and headed straight to the west of the city.
"No, I mean"
Zhang Feixuan followed behind and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, is this Mingtang Temple an evil way?"
The people who guard the city are all perfect people. He had opened his eyes when he entered the city before, but he didn't see any defects in his body, unlike the mortals they protected under Pingding Mountain.
He came over suddenly, causing the woman to subconsciously hold the little girl tighter and look directly at Song Yin.
The two of them were left staring at each other.
But those two people just looked at Song Yin's back blankly, obviously not listening.
But the little girl was different. She was surrounded by a strange aura at this time, which was inexplicable and faintly golden.
After they all went out and disappeared, the woman reacted. She first looked at her daughter in panic, and found that she was still breathing steadily and showed no signs of death. She was relieved immediately.
Thinking about what Song Yin said just now, Wang Qizheng stared and felt a chill, "I'm sorry. Senior brother can't even see clearly. What kind of evil is that?"
After leaving the restaurant, Song Yin walked straight to the west of the city.
Wang Qizheng looked at them, shook his head, and walked out of the door.
"Huh? Are you saying that senior brother will die?" Wang Qizheng asked.
There seemed to be something in her body that kept pouring into the golden thread, passing through it and transmitting to the west.
With that said, he turned around and walked out, "Second Junior Brother, pay."
"This money."
"Daughter! Daughter!"
I collected money before, but as soon as I collected the money, my daughter almost died.
The woman shook the girl's body, with a look of panic on her face, and breathed out tremblingly, then breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Feixuan shook his folding fan and started fanning, showing a confident smile: "We will die."
Wang Qizheng: "..."
Why are you so confident here?
Do you still need to say such nonsense?
With their kind of fighting power, they can't even defeat their fellow sects from a small sect in Xumimai, let alone a sect rooted in the human world!
Because I didn’t save the manuscript, and the update was a little late, I couldn’t update it during the day, and the third update was completed after twelve o’clock.
I'll try to put it during the day and ask for a monthly ticket!