The Yao monk inserted his hands into his waist, proudly thrusting his chest, as if asking - Am I strong?
"sharp."
Qin Shiming focused his attention, and he went to look at the hole, which was about one dollar the size of a coin, the hole was round and there was no trace of burning flames. Just this point, Qin Shiming was in the face.
If you learned this trick, you wouldn't have to get a gun when you went to the battlefield. Save a bullet, throw a fireball over and kill a piece of it. How much ammunition money will be saved to the government?
"Do you want to learn?"
"think."
"Kowtow, become a disciple, and then give you two more, no, three powerful Vajra Pills."
The Yao monk suddenly became generous.
"kowtow?"
"Can you bear it if he kowtows?"
At this moment, a figure flashed at the door.
The Saint of Dragon Gate!
"Saint, what do you mean?" The Yao monk frowned slightly. He was very angry, but he did not dare to get angry at the Saint.
The saint is one of the three deputy sect leaders of Longmen. He does not participate in any affairs of Longmen and does not care about anyone's life or death. Longmen also has to send someone to take care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. This person is Li Xiaoyun.
But the Saint is the one with the strongest combat power in the Dragon Gate, except for the sect leader, Xing Tian and the Yao Monk are not her opponents.
"I said, can you bear it if he kneels down to you?"
"Are you worthy?"
The saint was not afraid at all. She moved her lotus steps lightly and slowly walked into the courtyard, staring at the Yao Monk with cold eyes.
“…”
The Yao monk opened his mouth and wanted to refute a few words, but in the end he didn't even let go of a fart. He even avoided the saint's gaze and looked elsewhere with guilt.
"senior."
Qin Shiming turned around and bowed his head to say hello to the saint. He was very good at the saint's senses. First, the saint told him a lot about the Qin family. Second, because the saint had a relationship with his grandfather, so...
Extremely friendly.
"Go to my place and sit for a while."
Facing Qin Shiming, the saint smiled on his face, as if he saw the shadow of the person many years ago again. His smile was sweet and warm.
"yes."
Qin Shiming could not refuse.
"Follow me."
However, the saint took two steps and suddenly turned around, and the monk Chongyao stretched out his hand.
"What?"
The Medicine Monk is not able to explain.
"You give me whatever he wants. If you don't give it, I'll demolish your house."
The saint's voice was calm, but it sounded extremely domineering.
“…”
The Yao monk was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him. Finally, under the threat of the saint's eyes, he felt as aggrieved as a little wife, and took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to the saint's hand.
"You know what you know."
After leaving a word, the saint led Qin Shiming away, chatting while walking.
"The bullshit fire control technique is a trick that is deceiving and has no substantial use. In ancient martial arts practice, realm is the most important, and strength is the most important. In the face of absolute strength, nothing is useful..."
The Yao monk heard it clearly from behind, and his old face was so dark that it could not be any longer.
"If it weren't for the fact that you were the female donor, you would have to fight with you!"
He could only wait for the Saint Maiden. Qin Shiming had gone far away and could not see it. Only then did the Yao Monk dare to say a few words to satisfy his taste.
"Hey, sect master, sect master, when will you come back to cure her..."
With a long sigh, the Yao monk returned to the side room and continued to tinker and make trouble.
The saint led Qin Shiming around the Yao Monk and Xing Tian's courtyard and walked backwards. Finally, Qin Shiming discovered that the saint's residence was actually behind the nine-story demon tower.
The yard is not big, much smaller than the Medicine Monk, with only three rooms. There are many flowers planted in the yard and two chickens were raised to raise.
"Are there many things I want to ask me?"
Facing Qin Shiming, the saint's face felt warm, tender, and a bit of kindness.
The dignified saint actually took the initiative to pour tea for Qin Shiming. The two sat face to face, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
"yes."
Qin Shiming nodded, "Senior, I want to know..."
"How about calling me aunt. It's not appropriate to call me grandma, but calling me aunt is feasible." The saint interrupted Qin Shiming.
"aunt?"
Qin Shiming was a little confused. Is this a thing I have to look for?
But Qin Shiming was not easy to refuse. Who asked his grandfather to abandon the saint back then? According to seniority, it is appropriate to call him aunt, not to mention calling him aunt.
However, my aunt sounded obviously younger.
"Yes, aunt."
"aunt."
Qin Shiming said: "Can you tell me, my grandfather, no, what should have happened to our Qin family? A few days ago, a guy named Qin Shanhai came to me and said I had to call him uncle.
What's going on?"
This "aunt" brought the relationship between the two closer. Qin Shiming thought that he was calling so kindly that the saint should tell him the truth.
"Qin Shanhai is indeed your grandfather's biological son."
The saint pondered: "Your father is also your grandfather's biological son, but Qin Shanhai and your father are not biological brothers. Do you understand now?"
"My grandpa has married at least two wives?"
Qin Shiming blurted out, but captured the loss in the saint's eyes and felt that he was talking too much.
"right."
The saint nodded, with a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.
He married two wives, but she couldn't catch up with them.
"Aunt, then, why did Qin Shanhai kill my elder brother and sister-in-law, and why did he capture my father and my second uncle? He wanted to take me away a few days ago. Why is that?"
"What secret is hidden in our Qin family?"
Qin Shiming thought to himself that my aunt couldn't be called in vain, you have to reveal something to me.
"Because Qin Shanhai needs your blood."
The saint looked at Qin Shiming deeply and suddenly sighed, "Since you have entered the Dragon Gate, you no longer have any worries about your life, and you should talk to you about some things."
When Qin Shiming heard this, he immediately sat up straight and his ears stood up.
"The Qin Shanhai family wants to resurrect Qin Zulong, and the Qin family wants to once again rule the world and achieve the great hegemony of thousands of years. The condition for resurrection is to use the blood of your Qin family to awaken Qin Zulong."
"So, they are not going to kill your elder brother, but all descendants with the blood of the Ancestral Dragon will die."
"I think your father should be willing to be controlled by Qin Shanhai to protect you and your brothers and sisters."
"But you don't have to worry. According to our investigation, your father should have made arrangements and kept a backup plan. Otherwise, with your strength, you might have been sacrificed by blood long ago."
"Backhand?"
Qin Shiming subconsciously thought of his master Li Chengfeng and the crazy Taoist priests in Fengyang Mountain. Could they be the backup plan arranged by his father?
"I don't know what it means, I can only ask your father himself. I can tell you that so much I know."
The saint looked at Qin Shiming and said, "Child, you have to walk your own way in the future. I can't help you now. Do I want me to kill Yang Fan for you?"
"Ah? Kill him?"
Qin Shiming was shocked. The saint looked very quiet and gentle, like a fairy-like woman. Why did he mention killing people without blinking her eyelids?