Seeing Jingzhen retreating, he said solemnly: "Back off!"

Jingzhen’s direct aunt in the secular sense.

"Immortal Jia Cong, I see you occasionally."

Jia Daishan said curiously: "It has been a long time since I just wrote it, and it is still far from being completed as a book."

Just wondering, who made this old voice?

Hidden in a well-known place in the Divine Palace?

Naturally, I can ride down again.

As he spoke, his figure swayed, and he had already seen a figure.

"Xiangu Jia Cong, what are you doing when you return to the palace?"

There are many records of the charm of spring pavilion outside.

Jingzhen smiled and said: "What are you thinking about?"

"I know, I know, go back and do things slowly."

Is it true that there are no such figures as Jiamen Guardian and Shenjing Guardian?

"Jia Zili, come down."

Immediately retreat into the pavilion.

I saw Cao Wanzi walking all the way towards the imperial palace and the Forbidden City.

"There is a way to really hurt him."

Cao Wanle looked regretfully at whether the tobacco that had been knocked out of the pot had burned out.

Cao Wan was even more confused at this time. He knew exactly what Jia Congzi had brought me there to do.

Qin Tian Jian was walking out of the clean room in a hurry and said with a smile: "Cong'er, that's the little one at noon."

Jingzhen frowned slightly and muttered.

The old Taoist priest said in an understatement: "I covet the luck of Jiamen, if I meet again I will kill him!"

I'll have to wait until lunch time.

Just like a dream.

Then he asked: "Little Master Mangmang? Master Miaomiao?"

Let Jia Anjiale drive back home first, taking only Zheng Shaofu, Huang Zhong and Xiaolu with him.

"Forget it, you can go to Qingxu Temple in the city later and ask."

I want to retreat and speak, but I don’t want to put out the cigarette in my hand.

Jingzhen said: "Find a good old man!"

Qin Tian Jian Zheng still shook his head.

Zheng Duofu shook his head: "Of course not."

Only then did the old Taoist priest laugh and say: "The poor Taoist showed up today just because he wanted to see him."

That stammering, stumbling line.

I forgot to turn around to remind Jingzhen when I was about to check in.

A gust of wind swept up from under the platform.

Jingzhen blurted out: "Someone who can fight with Sanxian!"

"Is Grandpa Jianzheng outside the hospital?"

Emperor Chongzhen of the later dynasty hanged himself on this mountain.

This made the entire Longhu Dao Sect less impressionable in Cao Wan's mind.

"The bag he just filled was poured out by him again..."

Even when the car drove to the small gate of Hanlin Academy, I forgot to get in.

"The rest are waiting where they are."

My eyes are filled with slanting light.

Suddenly, the bright smile is missing!

He quickly went out and asked: "Old Ji, is it okay for him to find you?"

The other is Jia Congzi.

Jia Congzi turned a deaf ear and his feet were covered in dust, but he did not withdraw from the palace.

Jingzhen quickly interrupted.

Just now, Jia Cong's breathing stopped evenly while driving, and he was obviously fast asleep.

"But are you sleepy?"

Especially now that Jingweizi was kicked out of Daolu Division before he could recover from his stick injury.

Jingzhen has a lively temperament and a lot of frowns.

Time passes little by little.

Jing Zhen said: "Are these recorded things about Wan Chun Ting Mei true?"

Jia Cong frowned.

There is also the golden light that comes with the mountain elf forest.

"Lao Ji, what did he ask you to do?"

Through the door, I saw Jingzhen sitting behind the desk in a daze.

He smiled and said: "Stop smoking, you can smell the aroma of bacon when you see him now."

Not only that, but also able to catch half of the old Taoist priest's clothes.

"Zili, if I encounter any anecdotes, don't forget to tell you..."

"What's wrong with Third Master?"

Jingzhen just woke up from a dream and quickly got into the car.

I want to reach out and grab it.

"Now that we've met, it's time for Pindao to leave."

Sitting on the statue of Little Sun Tathagata Buddha is an old monk, but he is an experienced Taoist.

Even Yang Yiming chased me and shouted, but he didn't hear me.

Jingzhen’s heart was beating wildly.

After all, you are Ji Xiaolan’s future Taoist companion.

"Go slowly, go slowly!"

Jia Congzi said: "Don't ask me, I know everything."

"Or a Buddhist?"

As soon as the old Taoist opened his mouth, Cao Wan's eyes almost fell out.

Since it is said to be killable, this is definitely some kind of loose immortal!

Jingzhen was also surprised.

You obviously seem to be walking very fast, but Jingzhen is always following you.

"You still have your cigarette out. If you are seen checking out your room by the bachelor in charge, you will be fined."

"Great uncle, are we loose immortals or Wanchun Pavilion charms?"

I saw Cao Wanzi still standing under the platform waiting for me.

It wasn't until after Xu Bijiang that I heard Jia Congzi's clear and warm voice.

He stared blankly at this extremely old Taoist priest, speaking quietly.

"Jia Zili."

Zheng Shaofu quickly asked: "Eighth Master, it's the New Year's Day, what are you doing at the ancestral hall?"

Jingzhen was even more surprised.

Jingzhen only took Zheng Shaofu and ran to Qintian Prison.

Follow me on horseback.

Jia Daishan was even more surprised when he saw this.

Zheng Shaofu quickly brought the Zhaoye Jade Lion: "Eighth Master, dismount and follow!"
To be continued...