Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 9 Barefoot Taoist (Second update)

At the time of the appointment, most of the people in Chaoge have fallen asleep.

A distant singing voice echoed outside the Qingling Temple:

"Lying high in the nine heavens, the futon is Daozhen, the world is dark and yellow, I will be the head teacher..."

Misty singing voices rose and fell between the Star Picking Platform and the cemetery, and the voices became louder and louder.

At this time, Su Ji and the old beggar were drunk in the little Taoist's room.The first to be awakened by the singing was Su Ji, and then the old beggar.

When the two got up from the wine table, they only felt dizzy, and the drunkenness did not dissipate in the slightest.Su Ji looked around sleepily, and saw the little Taoist priest sleeping on the tortoiseshell bed snoring everywhere, showing no sign of waking up.

The strange singing voice gradually held its breath, replaced by the sound of knocking on the temple gate.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom..."

The knock on the door was urgent.

Su Ji and the old beggar looked at each other, looked at the sleeping little Taoist priest together, and nodded in unison.

"Boom!"

Kick the little Taoist out of bed with both feet!
"Go out and have a look!" Su Ji murmured.

The little Taoist priest rubbed his buttocks, not daring to speak out, so he turned on the light and went to the door. Looking out through the crack of the door, he saw a barefoot Taoist standing outside, with his breasts exposed, braided, and a peach tree on his back. sword.

Before the little Taoist could make a sound, he heard the Taoist outside the door speak first:

"Tell Su Ji! Just say that the real Taijia of Yuxu Cave in Kunlun Mountains is asking to see him!"

Although the little Taoist priest had never heard of this name, he still felt that it seemed very powerful.The most powerful thing is that the barefoot Taoist said Mr. Fox's real name in one sentence, which scared him to a loss!
After a while, he ran back to the house lightly and told Su Ji what the barefoot Taoist said.

"Too real?"

Su Ji immediately sat up from the bed, bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then took out a heavy fox mask from under the bed, handed it to the little Taoist priest, and said:
"Let him in first, play by ear."

The little Taoist put the fox mask on his head, returned to the gate of the temple, and shouted to the outside:

"Really, please come in."

Before he finished speaking, a decadent voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Poverty has come!"

The little Taoist turned his head suddenly, only to see the barefoot Taoist standing behind him with his hands behind his back.Glancing at the closed temple door, the little Taoist could not help but take three steps back.

The barefoot Taoist twisted his fingers, and a fox mask suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Is this broken copper and rotten iron a gift from that wicked beast?"

The little Taoist felt his head lighten, and subconsciously touched his face, only to feel cold sweat.The mask that originally covered his face disappeared out of thin air, and he was so scared that he ran away!After only two steps, he was bumped by Su Ji who was walking towards him.

"So it's you, a demon!" Su Ji cursed, pointing at the barefoot Taoist priest's nose.

Seeing Su Ji coming aggressively, the barefoot Taoist went up to meet him, grinning and said:
"I didn't expect Mr. Su to recognize the poor."

Thinking of the barefoot Taoist's words ruining the first half of his life, Su Ji suddenly became angry, grabbed him by the neck, and shouted sharply:

"Put the cover on brightly! Look at me, I haven't cultivated any bullshit fairy, isn't this living well?"

The barefoot Taoist who was grabbed by the collar suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, and then appeared behind Su Ji again.He straightened his collar, raised his head and said:
"That's right, Pindao was talking about Mr. Su's son, who was only 17 years old. It seems he didn't mention you!"

"I am Master Su's..."

In the middle of speaking, Su Ji suddenly realized what the other party meant, and was at a loss for words!

"In this way, Pindao's guess is correct." The barefoot Taoist stroked his messy beard and said, "You are still alive, which means you are not Master Su's son!"

Su Ji suddenly took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and asked:

"Then whose son am I?"

"Have you ever seen a green gouyu in Mother's belongings?"

"What if you have seen it, so what if you haven't seen it?"

"Where is it now?"

"Already... already given away by me..."

The barefoot Taoist suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Did you give away your father?"

Su Ji also widened his eyes and said in surprise, "You said that Gouyu is my father?"

The barefoot Taoist gave a long sigh, sat down on the mahogany chair, and sighed regretfully:
"Although that Gouyu is not a talisman of the immortal family, nor does it have half-divided divine power, but it is your own father's bones after all, how can you give it away!"

"Bones?" Su Ji asked blankly, "Tell me what's going on?"

Seeing that Su Ji was very interested in his life experience, the barefoot Taoist priest changed his face, clicked his tongue, and said with a hey smile:

"You want to know?"

Su Ji pretended to disdain and said:

"I just want to hear, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The barefoot Taoist cleared his throat on purpose, and said loudly:
"It doesn't matter if you talk nonsense or tell the truth. Pindao's throat is very dry now, and he doesn't want to say a word."

Su Ji glared at him, turned around and looked back, saw the little Taoist priest lying on the door looking around, and gestured to him to drink.The little Taoist understood, and hurried to the kitchen to ask the old beggar for wine.

After a while, a potbellied old beggar came over with a pot of Huadiao.However, when he raised his eyes and saw the barefoot Taoist priest, he immediately shrank back.

The barefoot Taoist had a panoramic view of all this, glanced at the old beggar, and said loudly:
"Since Marquis Shen has shown up, why don't you sit down and have a drink with Pindao?"

The little Taoist covered his mouth, couldn't help laughing, elbowed the old beggar and said:

"You are so fat, this crazy Taoist still calls you Shenhou..."

The old beggar's face suddenly darkened, without the slightest smile.Su Ji saw that he lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, so he walked up to him, pointed at the barefoot Taoist priest, and asked suspiciously:
"Do you recognize this monster?"

The old beggar quickly forced a smile on his face, and shook his head naively.

The barefoot Taoist stroked his beard and said, "Except for the Lord of Shen, who else knows the secret of Chaoge City?"

Su Ji frowned, dragged the old beggar to the barefoot priest, pointed to his nose and said:
"You don't recognize him, but he recognizes you! I've always thought that you, an old fellow, are strange. You hide in a ruined temple and pretend to be a grandson, and you deliberately eat yourself up to make yourself fat. It seems that everyone has been deceived by you!"

The old beggar closed his eyes and listened to Su Ji's scolding, then slowly put the plate containing the jug on the table, sat down opposite the barefoot Taoist priest, and said lightly:
"I can fool anyone, but I can't fool him..."

The old beggar's tone suddenly became indifferent, and his brows revealed an unprecedented calmness, as if he suddenly became another person.Seeing him acquiescing to his identity, the barefoot Taoist no longer spoke harshly, but greeted like an old friend:

"Second senior brother, are you safe?"

The old beggar poured two glasses of wine, slowly pushed one of them to the barefoot Taoist priest, and said:
"I'm old. It's not like my junior brother who has cultivated to the eighth stage of Xuanqing, so he's naturally fine."

The barefoot Taoist laughed three times unscrupulously, drank the wine in his glass, and said:

"Since Master Jiang Taigong's grandpa became immortal, you and I have been separated for decades. I heard that senior brother is now the lord of the Xishen Kingdom and the lord of the Jiejiao. He is famous all over the world and powerful, but why does he put the good lord and the lord of the country?" If the leader doesn't do it, come to this ruined temple for entertainment?"

The old beggar's face sank, he glanced at him, and asked:
"What do you think is the reason?"

The barefoot Taoist laughed and said:

"I guess the second senior brother is for that mysterious thing?"

As soon as he heard the word "Xuanwu", the old beggar immediately snorted and said coldly:

"You really didn't come to see me to catch up on the old days."

"good."

"I'm not here to find that boy Su Ji..."

"good."

"Could it be that you came to find that evil animal?"

"Only half of the answers are correct..."

The mysterious dialogue made Su Ji and the little Taoist look at each other in disbelief.

Su Ji had no idea what the "mysterious objects" and "evil animals" the two of them meant.He is considered the most shrewd one in the temple, but now he can't see through these two people no matter what.One of them was the most familiar person, but now they have become very strange; the other is a stranger who has only met twice, but knows the people in this temple better than anyone else, including Su Ji himself.

"I can't help you!" The old beggar shook his head and sighed, "As you can see, I can't protect myself."

The barefoot Taoist said categorically:

"Only senior brother can help me in this world, as long as senior brother is willing to give me that mysterious thing!"

"That evil animal is not what it used to be! Even if Grand Master is alive, he can't help you! Whether you are avenging Grand Master today or for that little girl, I advise Junior Brother to leave quickly!"

"Brother, at least tell me where that beast is now?"

"No comment..."

Just as the barefoot Taoist was about to bow his head and sigh, the old beggar wrote two words on the mahogany table with his index finger dipped in wine:
"above……"

Before the word "noodles" was finished, the old beggar's writing right hand suddenly cracked, the blood vessels burst, and it swelled twice!Every muscle in the entire arm made a bursting sound, which was creepy to hear!

The barefoot Taoist said in astonishment:
"Could it be that you, like the Taigong ancestors, got the longevity formula of that evil beast?"

The old beggar gritted his teeth in pain and did not answer.The same thing happened to his left arm at this time.At the same time as the left arm burst, the festered right arm began to repair and regenerate.

At this time, Su Ji, who was standing aside, had already seen the way.

The purpose of this method called "Longevity Jue" is not to kill people, but to kill people's hearts.Punishment is the highest level of torture. It is far more interesting to let a person live in pain than to kill a person.Especially for immortals whose bodies are immortal, killing one's heart is the only and also the cruelest method.

The old beggar's limbs regenerated and collapsed alternately, repeated several times, and the pain made him growl heart-piercingly:
"Quick! Give me a good time!"

The expression of the barefoot Taoist suddenly became serious, he held the mahogany sword hilt, hesitantly said:
"I have personally killed the grand master! This sword cannot be stained with the blood of the same family!"

"Don't you want to watch me suffer? Hurry up! There is only one way!"

At this moment, the four people in Qingling Temple heard a cold voice at the same time:

"There is another way..."

The ethereal voice echoed in the temple for a long time, and Su Ji and the little Taoist looked up at the same time, feeling that the voice came from the distant sky.

When the two men lowered their heads, the barefoot Taoist priest followed the sound and went out, and the old beggar disappeared...

(End of this chapter)