Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 221: Blessings never come in pairs, misfortunes never come alone

The sky is dim.

The subtle fragrance of orchids has not yet dissipated, and light spring skirts are scattered on the floor of the room.

There was no sound on the bed. Zuo Lingquan lay on his side on the pillow, covering his right eye with a blindfold. Like a pirate captain, he gestured with his hands to comfort the mature beauty next to him.

Wu Qingwan was covered with a thin quilt, exposing Xue Ni's shoulders and the upper part of Tuan'er. She bit her lower lip with an annoyed expression and stared coldly at Zuo Lingquan. She wanted to hit someone but was afraid of making any noise, so she didn't dare to do it.

Under the thin quilt, a snow-white fox tail poked out and rested on the edge of the bed, like a vixen lying down.

Wu Qingwan and Zuo Lingquan have been through many storms since they got together, but in the past, they never dared to imagine that they could suffer such embarrassing and unspeakable crimes.

She was afraid that Huafang would hear her, so she couldn't speak yet. The shame and aggrievedness could only be seen in Qiu Shui's eyes, scratching Zuo Lingquan's face over and over again.

Dong Dong——

A sudden knock on the window broke the silence in the room.

Wu Qingwan came back to her senses, her soft cheeks changed slightly, she turned over quickly and picked up the spring skirt on the ground.

The smooth white snow is right in front of you, drawing a perfect curve.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it, raised his hand and gently opened it, wanting to see if the jade would be allergic if it came into contact with the flower-like soft skin. As a result, Qingwan shuddered, turned around and almost slapped him.

The raised hand did not pull down, but instead pinched his ear and twisted it several times.

Zuo Lingquan didn't resist. He raised his hand with a smile and helped Qingwan tie the lace on the back of Huajianli and the buckle of the stockings.

After Wu Qingwan quickly adjusted her clothes, she lowered her head and picked up the tail, intending to crush it into powder and destroy the instrument of torture. Unfortunately, Zuo Lingquan reacted quickly and rescued him directly and took him into Linglong Pavilion.

"you……"

Wu Qingwan was furious, but there was nothing she could do. She gave Zuo Lingquan a cold look, which meant, 'Wait, you brat, don't even think about touching me again this year.' Then she quickly walked to the window and opened it. .

call--

The cool sea breeze blew into the window, and a figure fell into the room.

Shangguan Lingye stood still in the room and glanced around - Zuo Lingquan was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, his clothes neat and tidy, as if he had really practiced all night; Wu Qingwan was dignified, with her hands folded at her waist, showing a soft smile. , didn't look any different.

However, the smell in the house still gave them away.

Shangguan Lingye smelled the unfamiliar yet familiar fragrance of heather, and suddenly understood where the smell in Jiang Yi's bedroom came from.

Wu Qingwan's heart sank when she saw Shangguan Lingye smelling the smell, but at this moment she could only pretend to be confused, pretending that nothing happened, and said:

"Your concubine, you are here."

Zuo Lingquan also calmed down and opened his eyes with a smile.

After all, Shangguan Lingye was an untouched woman. She felt strange in her heart. She didn't point it out and didn't want to stay in the room for a long time. She said:

"You have something to deal with later. You put on a disguise first. I'll take Qingwan back first and come right back."

After speaking, he took out a file, placed it on the tea table, and left with Qingwan.

Although Wu Qingwan had been alone in private for a long time, she could not speak and could only communicate with her body and eyes. How could she relieve her lovesickness? Being taken away at this time, she felt more helpless than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who was taken away by the Queen Mother. She couldn't say anything, she just warned:

"Ling Quan, please pay attention to yourself, I'm leaving first."

"good."

Zuo Lingquan stood up to see them off, but before they could reach him, the two women disappeared without a trace.

We stayed together in the middle of the night, although there were no words, the beauty's warmth was still as refreshing as honey, and the slightly tired spirit that had been highly concentrated for the past few days did relax a little.

Zuo Lingquan let out a sigh of relief, sat down next to the tea table, picked up the files left behind and looked at them.

The dossier seemed to have been sorted overnight. It was written in the graceful handwriting of Grandma Toffee, and the cover contained only four words - Sixiang Shenhou.

"Four Elephant Divine Marquis" is the honorific title, his real name is Hou Yushu, the ancestor of the Hou family in Linhai County, Yunzhou during the imperial imperial dynasty.

The Hou family is a practicing family with a heritage of more than a hundred years. They started out in the spiritual beast business. Most of their property is in the western part of the Imperial Dynasty, and they are considered famous in the Jiu Sect.

Hou Yushu's actual age cannot be found at all. As for his cultivation level, the four images of "Four Elephants God Hou" mean the Four Elephants Realm. However, Hou Yushu had this nickname decades ago, and he has not reached the peak of Youhuang. It is not impossible, but it can be confirmed that he has not entered the Jade Stage; entering the Jade Stage will lead to a catastrophe. The movement is too great and the Nine Sects will be needed to help protect the road. This cannot be concealed.

There is a huge gap between the upper limit and the lower limit between Youhuang monks in the same realm. Even if they are all at the peak of Youhuang, there are strong ones like Lu Jianchen who regard immortal weapons as their destiny and reach the top thirteen in Sword Emperor City; for weak ones, there is no lower limit. , it is possible that he randomly found a few attributes of the five elements and refined them into his own destiny.

The rank of the five elements is directly related to the ability to control the world. Judging from the background of the Hou family, it is impossible to be stronger than Shangguan Lingye, because Shangguan Lingye's five elements are enough to withstand the big Thunder Tribulation of the jade level, but the five elements are not. It's just a balance; the Hou family is a cultivating family, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to compete with the Tiedong Mansion for financial and material resources.

In addition to family background and realm, there is another thing worth noting - Hou Yushu could not find the inheritance of his master. He was said to have traveled around the world before settling down, and he only had a cooperative relationship with Wanghailou.

There are quite a few monks in the Nine Sects who have no sect inheritance. Most of them are from wild backgrounds. They work hard on their own. They buy the same exercises in the east and learn the same martial arts in the west. They gradually accumulate strength. Such monks are collectively called 'Independent Cultivators'. Zuo Lingquan is also one of them.

Because there is no systematic training and financial support from the sect, it is difficult for a normal Independent Cultivator to climb to the Spiritual Valley. For those who can reach the Youhuang Late Stage as an Independent Cultivator, you don’t need to think about it. They either have extraordinary talents or get If the opportunity is too great, you will either go in a crooked way.

After the 'Four Elephant God Marquis' settled down, he has been living in Linhai County on the lower reaches of the Yuanjiang River. He has close contact with Wanghai Tower. There are even disciples in the family who are unable to practice and are officials in the court. If they follow evil ways, they will be in trouble for nearly a hundred years. There is no clue, unless Wanghailou is blind.

To sum up, the surface data of the Hou family where the ‘Four Elephant God Marquis’ resides are not problematic, but there is a basis for being evil and the suspicion cannot be completely ruled out. Moreover, it was discovered yesterday that the Hou family was targeting Xie Qiutao, who entered the Nine Sects alone. This expanded the suspicion infinitely, and the reason must be found out.

As for whether the person Wu Zunyi asked to be careful about was the Hou family, it was hard to say, but there were no other targets near Dengchao Port to track down, so if he found some clues, he would naturally follow up.

After reading Grandma Shangguan's analysis, Zuo Lingquan put the files away and began to disguise himself in front of the bronze mirror.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my mind:

"Xiao Zuo, what were you doing last night~?"

Tang Jingxun's voice was full of ambiguity.

Zuo Lingquan was stunned, continued to put on makeup, and said with a smile:

"What about the princesses?"

"The princess is still sleeping, and the concubine will probably be back soon. I heard you and Qingwan chatting quietly last night, saying things like 'Relax, does it hurt~'? What were you doing?"

"Just enjoy the flowers."

"What flower?"

"Beautiful flowers, children, don't ask blind questions."

"What child? You touch me, sister... What's the matter? Isn't that the kind of thing? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. You'll know later."

"I don't believe it, Qing Wan was crying yesterday... Forget it, Qing Wan is back, that's it..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled, and heard the voice from the painted boat:

"Jingxun, have you been staring at me all night?"

"No, I fell asleep in the middle of the night. Eh? Qingwan, why is your walking posture wrong?"

"Is there any? It's fine..."

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"Dang Dang Dang~~~"

In the room separated by a wall, the sound of a pipa resounding like jade beads moving on a plate echoed faintly.

The timbre of the pipa is not good, it is more than thick and high-pitched, but not mellow. After all, the iron pipa is not a simple musical instrument; in addition, the player is a little absent-minded. It sounds to the experts that he is playing the popular "Qingming Tune" in Huajunzhou. To the uninitiated, it sounds like playing cotton.

The petite girl in a peach-colored pleated skirt was holding a heavy iron pipa, sitting on the tea bed by the window, plucking the iron strings weakly with her fingers, her face was so depressed that she almost opened her mouth to sing the song "Dou E Yuan", Although the charm of "Qingming Tune" did not come out, the heaviness of going to the grave of the ancestors is reflected in three points.

Xie Qiutao failed to sneak out last night and was kicked back to the inn by the beautiful woman in palace attire.

He said he was helping her solve her troubles, but in the end he didn't trust him at all. To prevent her from sneaking out again, he even put a ban on the room and couldn't even open the windows.

Xie Qiutao was trapped in the room with no way out, and now she hated the fortune teller to death; she said that luck was in the east, but as soon as she got off the ferry, three people of unknown origin came to her door.

She can't even fight with a finger of others, and has to act according to their arrangements. Even if it's good luck, she doesn't dare to accept it. What if they use her as cannon fodder?

Immortality is good, but you only have one life. If you make the wrong bet once, you will be gone...

Xie Qiutao was thinking in her heart. She wanted to escape but couldn't. Before she knew it, it was daybreak.

After Xie Qiutao finished playing a song, he felt melancholy in his heart, so he wanted to change to a cheerful song to cheer him up.

But at this moment, there was movement from the window behind him, as if something ran in.

Xie Qiutao stiffened, quickly showed a cute smile, and turned around:

"Hey~ Good morning, fairy?"

"morning."

Shangguan Lingye landed lightly on the tea couch.

Xie Qiutao looked around and saw that the phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye had been replaced by the dress of a low-level female cultivator, a light-colored skirt, and the pearls and gold ornaments in her bun had been replaced by common silver hairpins; her originally gorgeous face had also changed. The skin color has changed, with a slightly yellowish complexion and some sun spots. She looks like a female Independent Cultivator who has been working hard at the bottom all year round.

However, beauty is in the bones and not in the skin. Even if the skin is as white as mutton fat, you can still feel the softness in the bones if you look closely at her impeccable facial features.

In addition to the change in attire, Shangguan Lingye also has a silly bird on his shoulders.

The bird has snow-white fur and bright black eyes and beak. It looks like a glutinous rice dumpling. It is much larger than ordinary sparrows. It is a big round ball that makes people want to pinch it twice.

But the bird looked very stupid. It tilted its head and tried to bite its claws, making it look like it was eating its fingers. Unfortunately, it was too round and out of reach, and it didn't look very spiritually communicative.

"Eh~?!"

When Xie Qiutao saw the white dumpling, her big eyes brightened up. She put down the iron pipa, stood in front of Shangguan Lingye, raised her hand and touched the dumpling's head:

"This bird is so beautiful. Did you pick it up from outside? It looks so stupid."

"grumble?"

Tuanzi was pretending to be stupid according to the nanny's instructions, but when he heard this, he was a little unhappy and slapped Xie Qiutao's hand with his little wings.

Seeing Shangguan Lingye glance at it, Tuanzi tilted his head again, making a silly look, and continued eating claws.

"Huh? Can it understand human speech?"

Tuanzi shook his head like pounding garlic.

"..."

Xie Qiutao opened his mouth, feeling that the bird was very smart, but not particularly smart.

Shangguan Lingye was also a little helpless and fed the dumpling a small dried fish:

"You're pretending to be stupid and want to eat your fingers. Why are you eating your toes? They can't reach them."

Tuanzi was stunned when he heard this, then he realized something was wrong. He put down his little paws and bit the tip of his wings instead. Then he suddenly realized that he made two "chichi~" sounds, which probably meant:

"No wonder, Niao Niao said why he couldn't reach it, it turned out that Quan Quan made a mistake."

Xie Qiutao blinked his big eyes, a little greedy.

Shangguan Lingye signaled to Tuanzi to be honest and pretend to be stupid, and took out a hairpin from Linglong Pavilion, and inserted it between Xie Qiutao's buns:

"Go directly to Sixiangzhai, I will follow behind, and I will help you at any time if you need something, and I won't let you get into trouble."

"All right."

Xie Qiutao had no right to refuse. After agreeing with a strong smile, she carried the iron pipa on her back, turned around and left the room...

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At noon, Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye, disguised as Independent Cultivator monks, walked slowly among the exotic animals on the ground to the Sixiangzhai near the estuary.

The market near Dengchao Port is very large, stretching for nearly a hundred miles intermittently. After leaving the dense streets near the port, the peripheral industries began to gradually loosen up, and the scale began to expand, turning into elegant manors surrounded by mountains and rivers, or various workshop.

Sixiangzhai is in the business of spiritual beasts. There is no upper limit on the size of spiritual beasts. The largest one, Tuotian Tou Ba, is as big as an island. Even the smaller crane is two stories high, so the space required is definitely not small.

The monks in the port come and go very intensively, and every inch of land is precious. Even the Tiedao Bank is only a three-story building, and a street is used as an animal pen. It is simply a waste of money. Therefore, the Hou family's Sixiangzhai is near the entrance to the sea. A pawn shop was opened on the site.

In Sixiangzhai, in addition to the specialty spiritual beasts raised by various small sects and aristocratic families, there are also delicacies obtained from large sects such as Jingtai Terrace and Wanghai Tower through entrusted relationships to attract the monks.

There are quite a few monks who practice and raise spirit beasts. The reason why the group is concentrated at the lower level is because high-level spirit beasts are too rare and ordinary people cannot get them. It is not because they don't want to raise them.

It is also worth mentioning that the reason why spiritual beasts are called "spiritual beasts" is because they are connected to human nature and have spiritual wisdom; the main purpose of the Nine Sect Covenant is "immortality and noble life", which has special provisions. Spiritual beasts have some human rights. After transforming, they have equal rights with monks. Unreasonable killing, medicinal use, and abuse are all against humanity and will be severely punished. This is why monks and their own spiritual snakes are caught and reported, and they are actually punished.

The three of them walked forward, with Xie Qiutao walking in front alone. After arriving at the entrance of Sixiangzhai, he took out his name card and was invited in by the guards.

In order to blend in with the surrounding environment, Shangguan Lingye had dumplings squatting on his shoulders. He looked like an ordinary Independent Cultivator who came to the gathering. When he brought Zuo Lingquan in, he was not questioned.

Sixiangzhai occupies a large area, with buildings in the middle to receive distinguished guests; outside is a landscape garden, where all kinds of rare and exotic animals are not kept in cages, but roam in the grass and ponds, where they are tamed The animal master was watching over it, and a group of monks were commenting on it.

The birds and beasts that can be released for sale are all cubs of spiritual beasts. Each one looks even cuter than the last. Because they are cultivated by humans, they are not afraid of people. Some of the little beasts are still sleeping with their bellies turned in the sun. Their naivete is very eye-catching.

Although Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were busy with business, they were still in a happy mood when they arrived at this place. It felt like entering a zoo.

The dumplings, on the other hand, felt like they were entering a cafeteria. I couldn’t pretend to be stupid anymore. I looked left and right, with a look that said, ‘It looks delicious. 'Phoenix fighting hundreds of beasts'.

After all, the two of them were not here to visit the zoo. They followed Xie Qiutao and walked through the crowd until they came to the high-rise building in the center.

There was a plaque with the name "Four Elephant Studio" hanging on the high building. A young man in brocade came out to welcome him, cupping his hands and saying:

"Thank you, girl, please come in quickly. The selling has just begun. If you come later, you will miss it."

Xie Qiutao did not look back at the two of them, and responded with a smile:

"Master Hou's shop is so big. I was outside just now and was a little afraid to come in."

"Wherever, please come in."

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Shangguan Lingye took a quick look and didn't see Hou Guan's exact details, so he took Zuo Lingquan and prepared to enter the high-rise building.

But the high-rise building sells extremely precious spiritual beasts, and people without any financial resources will not let people in to join in the fun. The two of them dressed up as ordinary Independent Cultivators and looked like they had no wealth. When they walked to the door, they were stopped by the guard:

"You two Fellow Daoists, you can only enter with an invitation. If my boss forgets to send you an invitation, can you tell me your home address? Let me know as soon as you get down. The rules are here. Please forgive me."

This was said very politely, but the meaning was obvious - monks without any reputation were not allowed to enter.

Shangguan Lingye was able to come, so she naturally planned in advance. She took out the forged family badge from her arms and indicated that she was a distant descendant of an elder in Wanghailou, and that she had come here with her son-in-law to recognize her relatives. It was her first time here.

Under normal circumstances, the cultivating family would not offend the elders of the nine sects, and would rather trust them than trust them, so as not to offend others.

But as soon as Shangguan Lingye took out the badge and handed it to the doorman, Hou Guan, who had just walked up the stairs, looked back after hearing the sound.

Hou Guan's mind was focused on Xie Qiutao. He was just looking at him casually, but at a glance, he saw the silly bird squatting on Shangguan Lingye's shoulder.

Hou Guan was born in a family that domesticated spiritual beasts, and his understanding of birds and beasts was unparalleled. His eyes lit up slightly, and he walked down the stairs again and said:

"Fellow Daoist, this white mountain spirit is quite strange. I have never seen such a big one in my thirty years of life. It has grown into a ball. How do you feed it?"

The variety of dumplings is indeed the White Mountain Spirit, a specialty of the barren mountains. They were originally just mortal birds, with a very small number. They were good for nothing but good-looking. They were chosen by heaven and earth and transformed into what they are now.

Tuanzi was obviously not happy when he heard 'grow into a ball', but he had a good memory and continued to tilt his head and pretend to be stupid.

Shangguan Lingye checked the varieties of dumplings and was not surprised by this. He said with a smile:

"Young Master has good eyesight. This white mountain spirit has been eating well since he was a child. He has grown a bit big, which made him laugh."

Hou Guan walked up to him and looked at it for a few times, but he couldn't see the details. Due to the rules, he didn't take a closer look. He raised his hand and said:

"We are guests. Please invite me, Lao Zhou, to arrange a private seat."

"yes."

The steward standing in the hall quickly stepped forward, raised his hand and invited the two people up.

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"...This tricolor deer was carefully cultivated by Master Jingtai. He was only three months old and belongs to the genus of Kirin. His coat color is extremely positive..."

The second floor of Sixiangzhai is a hall with exquisite cradle and fish tank in the middle. Some spiritual beast cubs are staying in them. The steward of Sixiangzhai introduced them carefully.

The so-called 'selling' is an auction, and the one with the highest price gets it. What can be sold here are practical spiritual beasts at the bottom of the box. The price is high. There are not many monks who can buy them, and the status of the monks is relatively high. Sixiangzhai The VIPs were treated naturally and thoughtfully. Each person was given a separate private room, served with fairy tea and fruits, and a violinist played music in the dark.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye came to sit in a private room next to the side. Although there was a bead curtain blocking the view, there was no isolation formation in the private room.

The private room where Xie Qiutao was located was located in the middle of the second floor. As Xie Qiutao entered it, he could no longer feel the breath. The room was obviously different from others.

Shangguan Lingye knew something was strange. After the receptionist went out, he first checked around the room. After making sure there was no prying eyes, he isolated the room himself. Then he took out the bronze mirror from Linglong Pavilion and looked inside the room through Xie Qiutao's hairpin. Case.

In a room not far away, Xie Qiutao entered the private room and took a seat on the chair behind the bead curtain. Although he looked around curiously with a smile, he was obviously a little nervous. He was always observing the surrounding environment and looking for the best direction to retreat.

After Hou Guan greeted the person, he did not follow him. However, Xie Qiutao had not been sitting for long when a maid came in with a tray and introduced her respectfully:

"Fairy, these are the longevity peaches and immortal drunkenness produced in Taohuatan. They are extremely valuable. They are only used to entertain the elders of the nine sects on weekdays, and most people are reluctant to take them out. The young master heard that the girl came all the way across the sea, so he specially prepared some. I hope you can Girls, don’t be too young.”

The amount of Immortal Drunken brought by the maid was indeed not much, just a small bottle, which would probably be gone in two mouthfuls, but the peach was quite big.

Xie Qiutao nodded and said, "Young Master Hou is so polite."

The maid put the tray down and bowed to say goodbye.

Xie Qiutao looked at the drinks that were brought to her. She knew that Hou Guan was weird and would not dare to drink. She pretended to be uninterested and stared at the various cubs outside the bead curtain.

On the other side, Zuo Lingquan saw this scene and frowned:

"They gave us tea, but I'm afraid I didn't have good intentions when I gave Miss Xie wine. But Immortal Drunk doesn't seem to be intoxicating. Could it be that there's medicine in it?"

Shangguan Lingye shook his head slightly: "After the Peach Blossom Lord secluded himself from the world, the immortals drank one jar and one jar. There was basically no genuine product on the market. The jar I got from the imperial city's Dakushun last time was either fake or fake. It was not well preserved and went bad. If it were real wine, the two of us could drink a whole jar and be drunk for several years."

"Fake wine? I'm just saying...but the fake wine is quite delicious. Is the wine they gave Miss Xie real wine?"

"It should be true. The poison that can deal with the Golden Body Immaculate Monk is extremely rare, and it is impossible to deceive the monk's senses. Only Immortal Drunk can make practitioners drink it on their own and become drunk."

After Shangguan Lingye finished speaking, he spoke in a low voice:

"Don't worry, we'll keep an eye on you and we can come over at any time."

In the bronze mirror, Xie Qiutao clearly heard the words, and hesitated for a moment before slowly picking up the wine glass and taking a sip.

Probably because he discovered that the taste was rare in the world, Xie Qiutao said "Hmm!" and then sipped the rare wine in a tangled manner.

The drunkenness of the immortal comes slowly, but once it comes, even the immortal cannot stop it.

Xie Qiutao was quite sober at first. After drinking a small bottle of wine, he took a few mouthfuls of juicy big peaches. Then his eyes slowly began to wander, and his cheeks turned red, showing a bit of drunkenness. Then he started to support himself with his hands a little sleepily. He leaned his cheek against the tea table and closed his eyes.

When Shangguan Lingye saw this, his eyes became focused, ready to attack, ready to rush over if something went wrong; Zuo Lingquan also stood up, measuring the distance of the explosion.

Time passed little by little, and about half an hour later, there was movement in Xie Qiutao's room.

First a maid came in. After looking at it for a few times, she shouted:

"Thank you, girl? Thank you, girl?"

Xie Qiutao was lying on the tea table, muttering a few words drunkenly, unable to hear the words clearly.

Seeing this, the maid closed the window facing the hall, making the room completely airtight, and then withdrew.

Soon, two figures walked into the room, led by Hou Guan.

Zuo Lingquan was ready to go, thinking that this kid was going to do something outrageous, but what he didn't expect was that after Hou Guan entered the room, he didn't show a strange look, but looked at a middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man wore a steward's robe and held a gold box very carefully in his hand. When the gold box was opened, there was an old turtle inside.

The old turtle is only the size of a palm, yellowish brown in color, with limbs like dragon claws, and a head like a dragon head, with horns and long gray beards.

When Shangguan Lingye saw the old turtle in the gold box, his eyes showed surprise:

"Shi Tan Bi Xi [bì xì], what a big gesture."

"Is this turtle very powerful?"

"Shitan Bixi is a descendant of the Dragon Son, also known as the Lucky Turtle. He has a keen sense and a high level of spirituality. He claims to be able to recognize any treasure in the world, even the dusty immortal weapons and magic weapons. He can see the clues. Although it is not a fairy beast, its effects are more powerful than some fairy beasts, and its value is also the same. It was almost extinct thousands of years ago, and there are only a few wild ones. However, this Shitan Pixi is too small, and it is not golden. It should be caused by impure blood, I don’t know how much blood talent is left.”

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and paid careful attention to the movement over there.

The middle-aged man carefully took out the old turtle and placed it on the ground. The old turtle was definitely not young, and his movements were very slow. He slowly crawled to Xie Qiutao, and first stared at the dark iron Pipa for a long time.

Hou Guan was stunned when he saw this, and said:

"Third uncle, this Pipa looks like a Spiritual Weapon. Could it be that I made a mistake?"

The middle-aged man paid attention to the old turtle's reaction and said solemnly:

"Spiritual Weapon can't catch the eye of Turtle Lord. There must be something special about Pipa. I can't tell the details."

Hou Guan didn't say anything more, stood with his hands behind his back and continued to wait.

After looking at the pipa for a moment, Laogui looked at the drunk Xie Qiutao. He stared for a long time, opening and closing his mouth and making rustling sounds.

Naturally, humans cannot understand the turtle's speech.

Shangguan Lingye paid attention to Wugui's reaction and wanted to analyze the meaning. Seeing this, Tuanzi translated two sentences carefully:

"Jiji~"

Unfortunately, it is not much different from no translation.

The middle-aged man should be the one responsible for taking care of the turtle. After observing it carefully for a moment, he said:

"Master Gui probably means that he has nothing to do with Flood Dragon, but he doesn't want to give in too much."

"It has nothing to do with Flood Dragon. How could it possibly alert more than a dozen old dragons to attack the ferry?"

"The Flood Dragon in the sea controls 90% of the five elements of water. It can attract more than a dozen old dragons to watch. It has nothing to do with the Flood Dragon. It can only be related to the water of the five elements. Could it be that this girl has received a blessing from the Dragon King or the Lord of the North of a certain continent? edge?"

"I guess it's close to ten."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man called the old turtle back and said softly:

"Let's find a way to invite this girl back. Let the ancestor hold her eyes first."

Hou Guan nodded slightly and looked at a private room on the second floor:

"My ancestors have been looking for rare birds and beasts. Just now I saw a white mountain spirit. It was very big, but it looked a little stupid..."

"A bird without intelligence will always be fat no matter how big it grows."

"No, the body size is nearly three times that of the ordinary white mountain spirit. No matter how fat you are, you won't be able to grow like this. There must be something special about it."

"If a person can convince a person, but a bird can't, it will be noticed. Why don't we go back together as guests and let our ancestors take a look at it and make sure it is a good thing and then find a way to buy it?"

Hou Guan wanted to agree, but before he could say anything, he hesitated a little and frowned:

"Third uncle, I don't feel right...this opportunity comes too densely. As the saying goes, blessings never come in pairs and misfortunes never come singly..."

"Practice a Taoism. The Taoism is natural. Don't be superstitious about these heretical sayings. The Hou family is not a heretic, so what are you afraid of?"

Hou Guan opened his mouth, but hesitated, and finally sighed:

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

After the two of them finished chatting, they quietly left the private room without any movement...

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