Soochow City is not very far from Tianlong Mountain, but Li Yundong carried Su Chan on his back and walked all the way, talking about recent events while walking. The two of them were so bored that they refused to let go of each other for a second, until they walked to Tianlong Mountain.
It was already dark, and the two of them finally reached the foot of the mountain.≧
Su Chan listened to Li Yundong talk about how he built his foundation, how he cultivated his magical powers, and how he survived the catastrophe. When he heard the tension, Su Chan couldn't help but widen his eyes and didn't dare to take a breath, especially when Li Yundong talked about himself.
Just after successfully building the foundation, they met Wu Hao and Lu Fengping from the Yin and Yang Sect of Wuhua Mountain and tried to snatch the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan. Su Chan was even more angry and said loudly: "Damn it, you should be killed. You actually bullied the few and robbed the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan."
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Li Yundong laughed, and then went on to talk about how he overcame the heavenly tribulation, but Su Chan said with a sigh on his face: "Master Ziyuan must have spent a lot of effort to help you survive the heavenly tribulation. It's a pity that the master was arrested at that time
Get up, otherwise she will come to help you survive the catastrophe."
Li Yundong also nodded with a sigh on his face and said: "Yes, I owe her a lot. I will find opportunities to repay her in the future."
Then he talked about how he defeated the masters of various sects at the Tianlong Mountain Fox Zen Sect. The thrills and excitement made the little girl's eyes widen as she listened, as if she was immersed in the scene.
Su Chan waited for Li Yundong to finish speaking and finally defeated Ziyuan. After the various sects retreated, she looked at Li Yundong with admiration and sighed: "Yundong, when you haven't officially started practicing yet, I thought you would definitely be able to do it in the future.
To become a great hero, now it seems that my vision was indeed right!"
Li Yundong turned around with a smile and pinched the little girl's nose: "Yes, yes, it is mainly because my little girl has a sharp eye to recognize heroes, so that I, a young boy, can transform from a good-for-nothing otaku to the current leader of the Fox Chan Sect."
Su Chan smiled, her expression full of pride, and she suddenly asked: "Yundong, do you think Master Ziyuan let you do it on purpose in the end?"
Li Yundong thought for a while and said: "It's possible. Ziyuan's cultivation is not only profound but also extensive. I was originally very afraid of her magic cultivation and wanted to decide the outcome through close combat, but I didn't expect that she was also very good at martial arts.
One hand of Baguazhang is extremely exciting."
Su Chan smiled and said: "Have you never heard of the Nine Doctors of the Ten Paths and the Nine Martial Arts of the Ten Paths? Which cultivator doesn't know how to see a doctor, and which cultivator doesn't know how to do boxing and kicking? It's just a difference between high and low. A concubine like Master Ziyuan
The disciples of my disciples have been nourished by medicinal elixirs since they were born, and they have been bathed and soaked in medicinal water since they were born. They began to practice martial arts and Taoism at the age of five, and their kung fu is very impressive."
Li Yundong nodded and said: "Now that I think about the duel with Zhang Tianhe, I feel that there is a lot of luck. If I were to have another duel with him, I don't know who will win."
Su Chan lay on Li Yundong's shoulder and said charmingly: "Yundong, you are now the leader of our Fox Chan Sect. What will you do in the future? When will you go find my master?"
Li Yundong pondered for a while and said: "I think your master's affairs will most likely fall on Ziyuan in the end. After all, she is Yan Fang's nephew. Let's see if Ziyuan can be a peacemaker."
Su Chan listened to the faint trance, and she said: "I really didn't expect that Master, Wang Yuanshan, the leader of the Linggong Sect, and Yan Fang, Wang Yuanshan's junior sister, would have such a tangled relationship. This Yan Fang is too forbearing and vicious, and she actually sneaked into us
Hu Chan Sect has been undercover for nearly nine years, and he has planned and planned to destroy our Fox Chan Sect. Such scheming and methods are terrible!"
Li Yundong also sighed: "The word love makes people obsessed and crazy. Yan Fang has entered the devil's path. I hope she will turn back soon. Alas, I don't know how Ziyuan is doing now."
The two of them talked and walked around, and they were already halfway up the mountain, and they were about to see the mountain gate of Fox Zen Gate.
Li Yundong patted Su Chan's butt and said, "Come on down, you have to be a Taoist master, and you have to be carried on your back, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Su Chan smiled and said, "I'm not afraid!" But she climbed down obediently. She looked around, moved her nose and said, "The smell of blood is so strong here!"
Li Yundong sighed and said: "The fighting between the various sects resulted in a lot of killings. Many people from the Hu Chan Sect died, and many people from each sect also died."
Su Chan suddenly tilted her head and said, "I seem to hear someone singing?"
Li Yundong was stunned: "Singing opera? Don't be ridiculous. It's one or two o'clock in the middle of the night. Who is singing opera in this deep mountain? Could it be that the ghosts of the dead are still lingering? You can't scare me!"
Su Chan smiled and said: "Well, you are now a well-known figure in the spiritual world, so how can you be afraid of these ghosts and ghosts? However, I did hear someone singing!"
Foxes are born with sharp facial features, far superior to humans. Li Yundong listened attentively, and then he heard the faint sounds of opera coming from the distance.
Li Yundong had a strange look on his face: "What's going on?"
He and the little girl looked at each other, and then said, "Let's go and have a look!"
The two of them ran as fast as they could, and when they arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple, they didn't even push the door open, but flew in directly.
As soon as he entered, Li Yundong heard a burst of Xipi Liushui opera coming through the door. A woman was singing the opera in a babbling voice. Li Yundong heard the lyrics of the opera a little unreal, but he could vaguely tell that it was quite lively.
Li Yundong felt more and more weird in his heart. He didn't know what happened to the Huchan Sect. He made a silent gesture to the little girl, and the two of them hid in the darkness and quietly moved forward with breathless concentration.
In this way, we arrived at the lobby of the Taoist temple. I saw that a stage had been set up in the Yin Yang Dojo where Li Yundong had fought against the heroes before. On the stage, a woman in costume was singing, and below the stage a group of Jinghu people were singing.
, erhu, banhu, plywood, cymbals, bowls and drums are all available.
At first glance, Li Yundong felt that the woman who was singing on the stage looked familiar. He couldn't help but asked in a low voice in surprise: "Who is this woman singing? Why does she look familiar to me?"
Su Chan's eyes widened and she said in amusement, "Isn't this my sixth uncle Cao Yi?"
Li Yundong was shocked. In his impression, Cao Yi, the sixth uncle of the Fox Chan sect, was dignified and steady, a person who could be entrusted with important tasks. But at this time, the sect suddenly experienced a big change, how could she put on a costume and sing a play by herself?
Already?
This, this is too funny, right?
Li Yundong saw the handsome and dignified sixth uncle Cao Yi walking on the stage as smoothly as water, and his sleeves were like clouds and mist. He seemed to have profound skills. Even if he was not a professional, he was still a veteran fan!
I saw Cao Yi flicking his sleeves on the stage, covering his face with the sleeves, lamenting, and singing: "Cry, husband, you are a short-lived ghost. If you don't cheat other people, you will cheat your wife. We have our hearts set on it."
Look at your little orphan, there is no successful person in your family. Your mother-in-law is always arrogant and always looking for trouble, your sister-in-law is arrogant and loves to scold others, and the old man is already sixty years old this year. When the slave family eats oranges, he peels them off.
I thought to myself that there is nothing else to do at such an old age, and I never thought that I was born with no future. If it weren’t for the slave family, we were so sure, my enemy, my enemy! You will have to wear it after you die.
Cuckold."
This part of the play was sung with a mellow melody, and the voice was long and crisp. Li Yundong heard the words clearly and clearly. He suddenly took a breath of air and the corners of his eyes twitched. He said with a smile: "This, isn't this "The Little Widow Visits the Grave"?
When is the time, how can we sing this opera? This, this is too unreasonable!"
Su Chan pointed to several opera troupes in the audience and suddenly said: "Ah, isn't that my third uncle Zhuang Yating, fourth uncle Chang Sun Hong, and fifth uncle Liu Yuehong?"
Li Yundong took a quick look and saw that there were several women in Taoist robes sitting in the theater troupe. They were Zhuang Yating, Chang Sunhong and Liu Yuehong. Among these three people, one played Jinghu, one played the board, and the other played the drum. When he saw Cao
When B hit the sweet spot, he burst into cheers and shook his head, feeling very intoxicated.
Li Yundong's mind was completely confused at this time. He said in a daze: "What on earth is going on?"
He was stupid when he saw that Cao Yi had already reached the end of his singing. There was a burst of cheers and applause from below the stage, and a young disciple of the Hu Chan Sect said loudly: "Uncle Sixth, your singing has become more and more pure!"
Cao Yi was smiling with his sleeves covering his face on the stage, flirting with the female disciples in the audience. He glanced sideways, pointed his finger, and said sweetly: "Dead ghost!"
The audience burst into laughter.
Li Yundong almost fainted when he saw this scene. He was about to go out and ask what was going on, but he saw the third uncle Zhuang Yating stood up and said: "Let the play end here first, it's time to burn paper for the master!"
She is quite tall, about 1.78 meters tall, has a neutral voice, and her words sound convincing.
After Zhuang Yating finished speaking, everyone on and off the stage immediately agreed. They took off their costumes one after another, then put on their Taoist robes and came to the side of the stage.
Only then did Li Yundong notice that there was a simple coffin next to the stage. In the middle of the coffin hung the photo of the leader Liu Ye. Under the photo was a coffin made of golden nan, with two large iron barrels on both sides of the coffin.
After Cao Yi changed his Taoist robes, he led his fellow apprentices and disciples to the spiritual altar and knelt down neatly. Several eldest disciples knelt in the middle and threw the paper money into the sky. Then all the disciples said wow
He started to cry loudly, and for a while the cries in the Fox Zen monastery were really loud. The crying was so heartbreaking that even the little girl's eyes were a little red.
After crying like this for a while, when all the paper money was burned, Cao Yi said loudly: "Stop!"
The crying of the group of disciples stopped immediately. The disciples who were rolling on the floor crying immediately got up and returned to the stage. They each picked up their instruments. Some curious disciples asked: "Hey, what's the next performance?"
What to sing?”
The disciple who was asked rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, there's no need to ask! I'll look at the door later!"
After a while, the theater troupe was organized again, and all the disciples of the Hu Chan Sect took their places.
Li Yundong was amazed when he saw that they cried when they wanted to and stopped when they wanted to. They were simply more professional than professional mourners.
Just when he was dumbfounded, he saw another squeaking sound from the audience and the door began to be opened. This time the performer was not Cao Yi, but Liu Yuehong, the fifth uncle. Cao Yi himself sat down below with a serious expression.
Beating the snare drum.
Li Yundong's eyes widened, and he saw Liu Yuehong singing on top: "... As he spoke, he became angry, and the flower fell on the ground. After throwing the mirror, he dropped the frame, and the hair oil and perfume went down.
Damn it. If you can't say it, I can't. Second sister, I want to do a work upstairs..."
At the end of the song, the people below the stage suddenly sang together: "Zuo Yi Zuo, eh eh eh eh..."
Li Yundong suddenly took three steps back and almost fainted on the spot. Fortunately, Su Chan held him up and he didn't fall to the ground.
When Su Chan saw that Li Yundong was so rude, she couldn't help but ask: "What are they singing?"
Li Yundong's eyes twitched and he said in amusement: "Wang, the second sister Wang misses her husband!"