The dog Taoist priest smiled strangely, then paused for five seconds. After whetting everyone's appetite, he said: "Lao Huang is the dog raised by my dog Taoist priest!"
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong were immediately speechless.
Monk Miaoji sneered: "Amitabha, did you really think for a moment that his dog's mouth could spit out any ivory?"
"Hey, what are you talking about?" The Dog Taoist rolled his eyes at Monk Miaoji, but he did not continue to fight with Miaoji. It seemed that he was probably no match for Miaoji in hand-to-hand combat.
Jiang Wusheng died, Lin Zitong's poison was cured, and the crisis in Chenjia Village was resolved.
Everyone felt completely at ease.
Wen Yuxian floated in front of Yan Shouyi and said kindly and gratifiedly: "Shouyi, in my memory you were still a crying baby, but now you are a young man who can take charge of your own business."
Of course she was proud of Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Then he thought of something again and quickly pulled Lin Zitong over:
"Grandma, her name is Lin Zitong, she is my...wife."
Lin Zitong was also very embarrassed and called out "Hello grandma" in a soft and waxy voice.
Wen Yuxian was stunned for a while. She seemed to have not expected that Yan Shouyi was already married. She also praised Yan Shouyi for being a young man. In fact, Yan Shouyi had already been the pillar of the family.
"Good girl, come here quickly and let grandma take a look!"
Wen Yuxian called Lin Zitong in front of her, held her shoulders with both hands, and kept looking at her. The smile on her lips never disappeared.
"So beautiful, so beautiful! Good girl, our Shouyi is really blessed to have a daughter-in-law like you in my previous life!" Wen Yuxian was full of praise for Lin Zitong.
Yan Shouyi on the side snickered in his heart, it was indeed a blessing he had cultivated in his previous life. Without the love-hate entanglement between General Qingjiang and Princess Yushu in his previous life, he and Lin Zitong might not be destined to be together in this life.
Lin Zitong blushed and said: "Grandma, thank you for your praise. He is such a fool... Well, I mean Shouyi, he is also very good."
Wen Yuxian looked at Lin Zitong and asked: "Good girl, where are you from? How many people are there in your family? I see that you are also well-educated. I wonder whose mantle you are inheriting?"
Older women inevitably like to gossip, and Lin Zitong didn't mind, and answered truthfully:
"I am from Licheng, Jianzhou. The closest relatives in my family are my father and I. My mother passed away early... I studied under Lu Jingsheng of the Lushan School."
Hearing that Lin Zitong's mother passed away, Wen Yuxian comforted him a few words, and then said: "Lu Jingsheng... is he still alive now?"
Yan Shouyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Grandma, Master Lu is alive and well!"
"Has Lu Jingsheng become the leader?" Wen Yuxian couldn't help but sigh, "I saw him last time at the Luotian Jiao in Longhu Mountain. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed, and he has actually become the Lushan sect.
He’s in charge.”
In fact, Lu Jingsheng not only became the leader, but also resigned.
But it can be heard that Wen Yuxian is not an ordinary person. She should have been an active figure in Taoism more than 20 years ago.
This made Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong a little curious.
Because grandma's death has always been a pain in the hearts of his grandfather and father, Yan Shouyi rarely heard them mention grandma when he was growing up.
Naturally, I don’t know who my grandma is and what earth-shattering things she did when she was young.
Seeing that they were chatting endlessly, Yan Qiu interrupted:
"Mom, Shouyi just experienced a battle, and there are still many things that need to be dealt with."
Wen Yuxian rolled her eyes at Yan Qiu: "Jiang Wusheng is already dead, what are you worried about? What's wrong with me holding my grandson, grandson, and wife in to say a few words? Do you dislike me for being too old and verbose?"
Yan Qiu: "..."
Mom, that's not what I meant!
Also, in front of everyone, can you give me some face???
The two bad friends, Dog Taoist Priest and Miaoji Monk, had turned their backs and started laughing secretly.
Thinking about it, these two people were often dominated by Yan Qiu. Now that they saw Yan Qiu being dominated by Wen Yuxian, I felt indescribably happy.
Yan Qiu regained his previous indifferent expression and said to Wen Yuxian: "Mom, it's getting late. At least I should go back to the village to report to everyone that I'm safe."
"Okay, that's up to you. My mother is dead anyway, so talking is of no use." Wen Yuxian said disappointedly.
Yan Qiu had no choice but to coax Wen Yuxian from the front, while the others kept a distance from Yan Qiu and followed behind laughing from a distance.
The battle with Jiang Wusheng left the surrounding environment in a bit of a mess. Yan Shouyi tidied it up a little and didn't forget to put incense sticks on his grandfather's grave.
Then he shouldered his Zanpakutō again and followed the large team.
In the team, the Ma brothers and sisters came to Yan Shouyi's side. Ma Xingping praised: "Brother Yan, tonight's battle is really eye-opening for us two brothers and sisters!"
Yan Shouyi held up his hand and said modestly: "The descendants of Lu Ban and the captain Mo Jin each have their own strengths. There is no comparison."
"Brother Yan is so humble."
Ma Xingping paused, and suddenly took out two sets of pocket versions of Flying Tiger Claws from his arms: "Brother Yan, you have dealt with Jiang Wusheng, and we, the two brothers, are going back to save our father with the Ganoderma lucidum. I don't know what to do today."
We can meet each other when the time comes, so consider these two sets of flying tiger claws as a souvenir from us to you two!"
These two sets of pocket versions of flying tiger claws can be hidden directly in the sleeves, and outsiders cannot see them at all. They have no lethality, but they can basically meet the basic needs of some exploration and flying ropes.
The only difference from the full version of the Flying Tiger Claw is the size of the claws and the barbs on the claws. The full version of the Flying Tiger Claw is aggressive, but the pocket version is not.
Flying Tiger Claw is the magic weapon for touching the Golden Colonel. Yan Shouyi has personally experienced the convenience and usefulness of this thing in the past two days, so of course he chose to accept it.
In fact, the structure of the flying tiger claw is not difficult to understand. Yan Shouyi can also make it out of wood, but the only thing he can't make is the flying tiger claw, made of fine steel.
If the tiger claw is too soft, it will deform, and if it is too hard, it will break easily. If the chain is dropped in a critical moment, it will cost your life.
Therefore, the Flying Tiger Claw must be produced by Jin Xiaowei in order to use it.
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong each received a flying tiger claw and tied it to their wrist on the spot. With the sleeves down, they couldn't see anything.
Yan Shouyi thanked him and said, "Brother Ma, thank you."
"It's our turn to thank you," Ma Xingping said. "We are not welcome in Chenjia Village, so we are planning to leave now. Then we will ask you to help us thank Brother Long."
"Of course that's no problem," Yan Shou said with a smile, "but Xiaolong also wants me to bring you something."
"What are you talking about?" Ma Xingping was stunned.
"He said he hoped you would stop calling him Brother Long. It sounded like he was having breast augmentation."
"..."
Ma Jinxuan shook her head helplessly and amusedly: "This guy!"
Ma Xingping smiled and said: "Haha, I know, next time we will call him Xiaolong too!"
"That's okay."
The two sides stood still and held each other's fists, which was considered a farewell ceremony.
Then, under Yan Shouyi's gaze, the Ma brothers and sisters used Flying Tiger Claws and quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest.
"They seem to be very anxious." Lin Zitong said.
"They are rushing to save people, of course they are anxious." Yan Shou said with a smile.
…
The group returned to Chenjiacun.
The sky was slightly bright, and the sky was filled with fish-belly white, outlining the outline of the Ten Thousand Mountains, like a landscape painting.
Usually at this time, the hard-working villagers in Chenjia Village have already gotten up to work.
But today is different. Without the rooster crowing, they would never dare to leave the house.
Later, the village chief looked through the window and saw Yan Shouyi and the others returning safely, and shouted a few words at the top of his lungs.
"Shouichi and the others are back!!"
"We are safe!!"
"Everyone, come out quickly!!"
Because Chenjia Village is very small, a shout from the head of the village can be heard clearly by the back of the village.
So as soon as the village chief finished shouting, every household opened their windows and looked out curiously.
The village chief asked Yan Shouyi: "Shouyi, have you taken care of those monsters?"
Yan Shou smiled and replied: "Grandpa, village chief, don't worry, we have got rid of him. Chenjia Village is in peace."
"That's great!" the village chief said happily.
Yan Qiu originally planned to go back to his yard, but he suddenly remembered something and went straight to the village chief's window and asked:
"Uncle Village Chief, are the things my father gave you for safekeeping still there?"
Yan Shouyi, who was standing at the back, looked surprised.
Does grandpa have anything else that needs to be handed over to the village chief for safekeeping?
If he had anything valuable, wouldn't he hide it under the bed? He would also use Lu Ban's unique techniques to create some "lockboxes" that outsiders couldn't open.
I saw the village chief looking thoughtful. It seemed that he was old and could not remember clearly.
When Yan Qiu saw this, he was a little anxious: "You must remember it."
The village chief asked uncertainly: "Is what Lao Yan gave me a broken book?"
"Yes, yes!" Yan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, the village chief finally remembered.
The village chief greeted: "Come in and I will get it for you right away."
When everyone walked into the village chief's house, they saw the village chief walking out slowly on crutches.
When he walked to the front of the hall, he bent down and took out a tattered book from under the legs of the mahjong table.
"Is this it?" the village chief asked.
Yan Qiu's eyes twitched: "For all these years, you have just used this book as a footrest?"
"Of course not!" the village chief said confidently, "the village just bought this mahjong table last month."
Yan Qiu: "..."
He quickly checked the condition of the book and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he came to his senses and said thank you to the village chief.
The village chief smiled without a single good tooth in his mouth.
After saying goodbye, Yan Chou walked back holding the ancient book. Yan Shouyi couldn't help but catch up and asked:
"Dad, what kind of book is this? Why did grandpa give it to the village chief for safekeeping?"
Yan Qiu flipped through the contents of the book and said without raising his head: "The second volume of the legendary Lu Ban Shu."