Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

City Hall.

"Second Senior Brother." The mayor, wearing glasses and looking elegant, bowed respectfully: "Please have some tea."

Sitting opposite him was a celestial being who entered Taoism through Confucianism. He was also full of bookishness and looked like a vast lake, deep and unfathomable.

Tianren took a sip of tea and said calmly:

"You can be regarded as having suffered an unforeseen disaster. Your official career was going smoothly. As long as you were promoted smoothly and supported Haoran with your official career, it was only a matter of time before you became a heavenly being. But as a result, the city under your rule encountered such a thing. At this moment, there are probably dozens of heavenly beings and earthly immortals in the city. Maybe a few of them will sneak in."

The mayor smiled bitterly:

"It is indeed a misfortune. I could have been promoted next year, but if this incident was not handled well,"

As he spoke, he sighed and his expression became a little more solemn:

"Actually, everything else is fine. It's that one I'm afraid of."

"who?"

"Commander of the Federation's Seventh Army, Lu Xiuyuan."

The Confucian heavenly man's expression froze for a moment, and then he became serious:

"Who are you talking about? Commander Lu?? Is he in Donghai City?"

The mayor smiled bitterly and nodded:

"After Mr. Lu was seriously injured and retired, he came to our Donghai City. I remember there were rumors that what Mr. Lu hated most were the creatures outside the Great Wall."

"It's not a rumor." The Confucian Heavenly Man stood up at this time, with a solemn expression: "Master Lu's Seventh Army was destroyed at the Great Wall. There were 800,000 people in the army, and he was the only one who survived."

After a pause, he said again:

"But nothing should happen. Although there is a demon king coming to Donghai City, it doesn't matter even if Army Master Lu knows about it. He was seriously injured that year. It is said that he was struck by a little saint, and the Daoji was broken. Tianmen , the divine ladder has collapsed, and I am afraid that even the gods are no longer human."

"No."

The mayor of Donghai City shook his head:

"Second Senior Brother, I met that guy a few days ago and saw that there was still fire in his eyes. Even if Lu Xiuyuan's foundation is broken now, if he uses the body of building a jade tower and picks up a knife to find the demon king , what should I do? Watch him die?"

The expression of the Confucian Heavenly Man became completely solemn.

The little old man with a broken leg was leaning on the flower bed, looking quietly at the sparsely populated long street, with a sad look in his cloudy eyes from time to time.

After so many years, he had already seen the suffering, but when he thought of the little girl with the blue hairpin, his heart still throbbed.

For God's sake, don't open your eyes

"The streets are becoming less and less crowded." A flattering voice came from not far away.

Chen Tu lowered his head and said respectfully to the majestic young man beside him:

"Brother Qingshan, do you want us to go to the Supervision Office and ask them to transfer some prisoners for you to choose from?"

Hou Qingshan was wearing a long black coat, his hands were covered in the wide sleeves, his head was lowered, and he said calmly:

"Prisoner? It's tasteless. It's better if it has thin skin and tender meat."

Chen Tu nodded and bowed.

On the side, Du Xuelian raised her voice and spoke delicately:

"Brother Qingshan, how about I ask my father to screen some for you elsewhere."

Hou Qingshan glanced at the two of them indifferently, as if looking down at two insects, and spoke slowly:

"It's up to you, but don't make too much of a fuss. That dead building of the human race is quite troublesome."

After a pause, he reached out and patted the cheeks of Chen Tu and Du Xuelian, condescendingly, and said with a smile:

"It would be great if all humans were like you two."

The two of them carefully agreed with smiles on their faces, and spoke in a low voice, showing no trace of the arrogance of being the legitimate sons and first disciples of heavenly beings.

In other words, they do, but they dare not show it in front of this person, so they are all used on ordinary people.

Hou Qingshan smiled contemptuously, said nothing more, and walked straight forward, followed by the two of them. When passing by the little old man, the little old man stared at the three of them.

To be precise, he was staring at Chen Tu. The more he stared, the more certain he became that he was the one who captured the girl!

Chen Tu noticed the gaze, frowned and looked sideways:

"Old man, lower your head and lower your eyebrows. Who allows you to look directly at us?"

Hou Qingshan also looked sideways, shook his head and said:

"Look, it won't work like this. It's too old, too useless, and the energy and blood are weak. It has no nourishing effect on me. You can either find some practitioners for me, or you can be like the one with the blue hairpin a few days ago. The baby girl has fine skin and tender flesh. Even though it has no nutritional value, it can still be considered as high-quality blood food."

The little old man's heart twitched violently, and he dug his hands into the ground. His nails were torn and dripping with blood.

The best blood food. Blood food.

Immediately, he smiled flatteringly:

"Three adults."

The three of them looked sideways again, looking at this dirty beggar in surprise.

The little old man was lying on the ground, slowly crawling closer, bending his thin back, with a flattering smile on his face.

"What?" Du Xuelian took a step back in disgust and frowned.

The little old man raised his head, his cloudy eyes filled with unprecedented determination. He opened his mouth, spit, and then hit it with all his strength.

"I rely on my mother-in-law!"

Meanwhile, next street.

Teacher Lu? ?

Lu Xuan was a little stunned and looked at Xiao Yan, looking at each other.

After a moment, he came back to his senses, quickly walked forward with the girl, and asked:

"Teacher Lu, why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I ask you this?" Lu Xiuyuan frowned and said, "The school is closed, not to give you a holiday. You don't know the reason why, so why are you still wandering around outside?"

After a pause, he looked at the girl wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat and asked doubtfully:

"Who is this?"

Obviously, Yan Jiangxue was not recognized.

Xiao Yan pulled down his mask mischievously and quickly put it back on. Only then did Lu Xiuyuan suddenly realize.

"Oh, it's Jiang Xue."

He paused and then said in relief:

"Then you go shopping, I'm nosy."

Lu Xiuyuan knew the origin of Yan Jiangxue, so he knew that with Xiao Yan around, the child Lu Xuan would not be in danger.

After all, she is the eldest lady of Longque Technology and Yan Huang's beloved. It would be strange if there are not two Earth Immortals or an Earth Immortal protecting her secretly!

Lu Xuan blinked his eyes and asked curiously:

"Teacher Lu, you also know that things are not peaceful right now. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he focused his attention on the broken knife in Lu Xiuyuan's hand.

The broken knife was covered in dark red, and I don't know if it was due to old blood stains or if it was just like that. The blade was sharp, and even though it was broken, it still couldn't hide the chilling light.

"And this knife?" Lu Xuan was confused, and Yan Jiangxue on the side was also curious.

Lu Xiuyuan smiled softly:

"Teacher is amazing. No matter how uncomfortable it is, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the broken knife in his hand and lowered his eyelids:

"As for the knife, yes."

Lu Xiuyuan changed the topic and said:

"Xiaoxuan, how is the progress of your practice? You have a very good character. Even if you are less talented, don't be afraid. Just go slowly, slowly, and gradually, and you will eventually reach a high point."

"Also, I have some great medicine at home that is good for improving the bones. You can go back to Teacher Xiao He. She knows where I live and ask her to give it to you."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxuan, I'll leave you a phone number. If you have the idea of ​​entering the Federation in the future, just call this number and say my name, and someone will help you."

Lu Xuan couldn't hold it back and interrupted Lu Xiuyuan's ramblings softly:

"Teacher Lu, the more you say this, the more you seem to be leaving?"

"Is there any?" Lu Xiuyuan was stunned.

"Yes." Lu Xuan said seriously: "If you really want to give me great medicine, I should come to thank you. How could you let Teacher Xiao He pass on this phone number? The same is true."

He was keenly aware that something was wrong. Teacher Lu's nagging sounded like he was leaving at best, but at worst it was the same as explaining his funeral arrangements.

On the side, Xiao Yan noticed something was wrong again. His big watery eyes under his sunglasses glanced at the broken knife in the old man's hand, thoughtfully.

Lu Xiuyuan touched his nose, then laughed and said:

"You brat, why are you still questioning the teacher?"

After a pause, he was about to laugh and curse a few words, when suddenly.

A rag doll-like figure smashed into the wall and landed heavily in front of the three people.

He was a little old man, slovenly, with half of his body collapsed, blood constantly leaking from his mouth, and his mind was wandering. It was obvious that he would not survive, but he was still cursing intermittently: "I rely on my mother."

The little old man tilted his head, and the big red apple rolled out of his arms, glowing red.

Lu Xuan's eyes were also red.

Ahem, cough, cough, it will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow! Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers, I will try my best to update, no more words, just code words!