I have a promise with the beauty

Hu Mu was worried about how he would buy food for Murong Qiushui, the eldest lady, because he didn't have any money. He happened to meet Taoist Sanzhi, a fellow Taoist, on the sea. After a detailed discussion, he found out that Yang Qingshan had snatched Taoist Sanzhi's treasure bag.

, it was agreed to retrieve it in three days, but Taoist Sanbao was delayed by something, so he came to Yang Qingshan at this time.

Hu Mu didn't bring any money, and the three-fingered Taoist was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat Yang Qingshan, who had a gangplank as a helper. The two hit it off immediately.

"Here, bring this note to Yang Qingshan and ask him to prepare a top-quality king crab and detoxifying elixir." Humu took out the note written by Murong Qiushui and stuffed it into the three-fingered Taoist priest

, then drank the gourd of wine and smiled coldly.

"Is this note useful?" the three-fingered Taoist asked in confusion.

"Go, I'll wait for you here." Humu said, sitting cross-legged on the silver sword.

The three-fingered Taoist had a sad face, thinking that a piece of paper could solve the problem of his treasure bag? With a worried mood, the three-fingered Taoist stepped ashore, sorted out his mood, and thought that he was here to get it.

There was nothing to be afraid of when returning his own things, so he calmly walked towards the small building where Yang Qingshan was, but the ancient Taoist robes he wore were really...

Yang Qingshan was communicating with Chonglangban about things that should be paid attention to in cultivating immortals. Just as Chonglangban shyly talked about the temple for dual cultivation, Yang Qingshan was distracted. He suddenly heard the noise outside and interrupted his thoughts. He tilted his head.

I glanced up from the rooftop and saw a familiar old Taoist, looking up at me with an unhappy expression.

"Sister, do you know this veteran?"

"Who is it? Oh, it's Taoist Three Fingers. You robbed his treasure bag a few days ago. I guess he's here to fight with you now."

"Sister, this place is dangerous. Hurry up and take refuge in the wing with me."

Yang Qingshan smiled and joked about pulling the toilet board to hide in the room to continue studying dual cultivation. As a result, the three-fingered Taoist priest downstairs shouted, held the Taoist robe and jumped to the rooftop, blocking Yang Qingshan and

punch the middle of the lang board.

"It's blocking my sight." Yang Qingshan said to the three-finger Taoist.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The three-finger Taoist said with his face flushed. He quickly stood up a little, looked at Yang Qingshan and the surfboard team who were about to exercise, and said in a deep voice: "I know the whereabouts of a person.

"

"Who?" Yang Qingshan asked, reaching out and grabbing the small hand of the lang board, while the lang board glared at Yang Qingshan angrily.

"Murong Qiushui."

Yang Qingshan let go of his hand on the toilet board, and went downstairs under the strange look of the three-finger Taoist. He came up after a while, holding a small and cute treasure bag, and said with a bright smile: "This is for you

Yes, haha, it’s so hard to find.”

"It's mine. I'm glad you didn't lose it." The three-fingered Taoist also smiled, secretly despising Yang Qingshan and wondering who Murong Qiushui was to make Yang Qingshan so nervous.

"Where are the people?" Yang Qingshan sat on the recliner and asked with a smile instead of handing the treasure bag to the three-fingered Taoist.

The three-fingered Taoist smiled, relaxed his tension, took out the note and put it on the coffee table.

Yang Qingshan's eyes widened. The small and elegant words on the note read, "Don't worry, I'm still alive." There was also today's date. Although he had never seen Murong Qiushui write, only those from a big family could write such neat and beautiful words.

Murong Qiushui.

"Did Humu give it to you?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"yes."

"Have you seen Murong Qiushui?"

"No."

"Haha." Yang Qingshan sneered.

"Although I don't know who Murong Qiu Shui is, Senior Hu Mian said that he wants you to prepare the top-quality king crab and the detoxifying elixir." Three-finger Taoist said.

Yang Qingshan was stunned and thought for a moment. He probably thought that Murong Qiu Shui was hidden somewhere and could not eat well. Hu Mu was afraid of starving Murong Qiu Shui, so he asked himself to prepare food. By the way, he told himself that Murong Qiu Shui was still alive and gave it to Hu Mu.

A detoxifying elixir.

He looked at Yang Qingshan across the roof, waiting for Yang Qingshan to make a decision, and stood calmly on the edge of the rooftop, blocking the three-fingered Taoist's escape path.

"Okay." Yang Qingshan pondered for a moment before saying: "I said at the beginning that the treasure bag was only borrowed for a few days, but returning it to you is not that simple. Do you want to give me your electric finger?"

The three-finger Taoist shook his head and said: "The electric finger is my special skill. If I leave it to you, what can I do to save my life?"

"Then do you think you can save your life now? Murong Qiu Shui dared to send a message to Hu Mu without knowing who he was. You are already dead." Yang Qingshan sneered.

"Who is that Murong Qiushui?" The three-finger Taoist was frightened by Yang Qingshan's words.

"Murong Qiushui's surname is Murong, can't you figure it out?" he said with a stern smile.

"Haha, Humu kidnapped Murong Qiushui." Yang Qingshan said adding fuel to the fire.

"The Murong family? Oh my God, Senior Hu Mian has killed me." The three-fingered Taoist said in such depression that he was about to cry to death.

"Okay, before you die, pass on the electric finger." Yang Qingshan took the opportunity to say.

"Well, if I teach you the electric finger, can you save my life?" said the three-finger Taoist.

"Yes, I won't tell you about helping the kidnappers pass the message."

"Okay, it's an agreement, we swear to God."

"Can."

After swearing the oath, the three-finger Taoist took out a worn bamboo slip and taught it to Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan took a look and saw that it was indeed the magic finger of the electric finger. Then he gave the red lang board a look and asked the red lang board to look at the three fingers.

Taoist himself went to the warehouse, and half an hour later he went to Lao Wangtou's seafood shop. Looking at the giant top-quality king crab bought for 250,000 yuan, he felt a little reluctant to part with it.

"What? I made up my mind to have the surgery." Lao Wangtou came over bored because the beach was blocked and there were no customers in the shop.

"Well, save people, Lao Wangtou, thank you for your hard work." Yang Qingshan said, then looked at the king crab reluctantly, "Miss, you don't eat crab legs, you asked the chef to put these in the crab legs.

, be careful, don’t get confused, and ask the chef to be careful.”

"This is..." Lao Wangtou looked at the medicine bottle in Yang Qingshan's hand. He understood something, so he carefully took the small medicine bottle to the kitchen.

The three-fingered Taoist priest took back the treasure bag and felt happy. He lamented that his life was not smooth. He practiced hard for twenty years before entering the innate world. As a result, he was stuck in the innate world for ten years and could not break through. In the end, some old timers firmly believed that building the foundation was hopeless.

The treasure bag in his hand was a relic left by his dual cultivator partner before his death.

Yang Qingshan apologized sheepishly, then drank and talked happily, saying: "Go back and tell Senior Hu Mian that the antidote needs to wait for a few days and let him endure it first. So many Shenqi Pills and Dingshen Pills are enough for him to stabilize the toxins.

.”

"Has Senior Hu Mian been poisoned? His face is rosy and it doesn't look like it." The three-fingered Taoist said, and began to look at the treasure bag affectionately again.

"Haha, that's because I'm holding it in." Yang Qingshan laughed, winking at the dash board.

He smiled coquettishly at the boss and started to use the honey trap. After a while, the three-fingered Taoist became Yang Qingshan's internal agent.