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Chapter 1897 I didn't expect you to be so sincere

"People I know?!"

Yan Lingji raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Are they from the Ghost King Sect or from Tianyin Temple?! Could it be that the monks from Tianyin Temple can give alms here?"

“None are not.”

Su Jing slowly closed his eyes again and looked at the door of the house that seemed quite prosperous in the distance.

A white-haired Taoist in a Taoist robe, holding a cloth that was guided by an immortal in his hand, and holding a happy girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a candied haws in her hand. She was making a loud noise to the middle-aged man at the door with a face full of righteous indignation, and her saliva was flying everywhere and angry. Although she was wearing a Taoist robe, she did not have the slight and innocent attitude that a Taoist practitioner should have.

"We haven't seen him, but I recognize him..."

Su Jing murmured.

Speaking of the Zhuxian plane, how could he not recognize him?

Monday fairy.

Although the inheritance of the founder of Qingyun Sect before he attained enlightenment was only a few despicable tricks, if you are in terms of knowledge, even Daoxuan, Ghost King and others would be far inferior to the old man in front of him!

Of course, even if the monsters are in trouble and the blood is raging... the double crisis may not hurt this old man.

But unexpectedly, it was so coincidental that I and others would see him here.

"Let's go... let's talk about help later, there's something serious about it."

Su Jing smiled and said, "We are not sure about the specific direction of Qingyun Sect, but now there is no problem... After finding Zhou Yixian, we will naturally find Qingyun Sect."

He was so sure what he said.

No one had any objection.

Follow Su Jing forward.

Haven't gone far...

Then I saw that house.

But at this time, the door of the house had been closed.

Zhou Yixian was still unwilling to give up. Her sleeves were rolled up high, and she looked like a shrew cursing at the streets, shouting loudly at the door.

And beside him.

The girl looked at her grandfather with a ignorant face.

I don't seem to understand why he is so happy with people.

She is Xiaohuan?!

Su Jing showed a look of surprise on his face, and he felt that the girl in front of him seemed a little different from what he imagined.

If it was really after the plot, she would probably have to be at least in her early twenties... It seems that she looks too young.

Oh by the way, this is the plane of cultivation.

Su Jing suddenly realized that the incompetent disciples of Dazhu Peak all lived to be over 100 years old, but they still looked very young... In this aspect, life span is almost no problem.

Su Jing smiled and walked forward, saying, "I dare to ask if it's Senior Zhou Yixian Zhou?"

"Um?"

The old man who was flying from his saliva suddenly shook, turned around in shock, looked at Su Jing, and asked, "You...how did you know the name of Master Dao?!"

Su Jing smiled and said, "I just heard of the style of Zhou Xianchang Xian's guidance. When I saw what was in your hand, I naturally guessed it was you."

"I see."

Zhou Yixian hurriedly put his sleeves into place and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard. Sure enough, he had a very clear and honest attitude.

He smiled and said, "Yes, I am Zhou Yixian... I don't know if the young master wants to tell fortunes? Is he asking for marriage... Uh..."

He glanced at the confidantes behind Su Jing and immediately changed his words: "Are you asking for a future? Don't worry, I haven't opened for a long time, so I can give you a 20% discount..."

Su Jing asked, "Is the money still useful now?"

"It's useful or not. When this disaster passes, it will naturally be useful."

Zhou Yixian laughed and said, "It's ridiculous that people in the world are ignorant. They all think that money is useless, but they don't think about it. Since it is a disaster, there will always be a day... At that time, I won't believe that they don't have to eat, drink, defecate, urinate, isn't this a great time to make money? When this period of time passes, I can call myself Zhou Qianzhu."

"grandfather."

The girl looked at Zhou Yixian and looked at Su Jing and the others with a little timidity.

"Oh, Xiao Huan, look at grandpa's memory, don't worry, grandpa will definitely help you get those hawthorns!"

Zhou Yixian showed a look of pity on her face.

"No...no need."

Xiaohuan stuttered: "No...no need...I won't eat..."

"This is not a question of whether you eat or not, it's about saving my face."

Zhou Yixian was ready to beat his hands again and said dissatisfied: "Master Dao, I used to be a person with a price of ten taels of silver. Now I'm discounted him. As long as he has a few hawthorns to make candied haws, they are so stingy... No, this is related to my Zhou Xian's face. How can I let him escape easily?"

"Is this Xiaohuan girl?"

Su Jing's eyes fell on Xiaohuan's face, and a slightly strange look appeared in his eyes. He hesitated: "Why is this little girl...some..."

"What? I look down on my granddaughter?!"

Zhou Yixian stared at Su Jing fiercely, and his tone was a little angry, saying, "Before my granddaughter was injured, she was very smart... I can't even compare to her. Do you dare to look down on her?"

"She was injured?!"

Su Jing asked in confusion.

"It's all about saving my grandfather."

Zhou Yixian sighed and said, "Xiao Huan is good at everything, but she is too filial... She learned several ghost arts with an alien in the past. Although it is extremely powerful, if the foundation is insufficient, it will cause great damage to the body. She used it one after another, which has damaged her brain now. Now she is only eight to nine years old... and she has become timid. Oh... When she was eight to nine years old, she already knew that she was angry when she contradicted me. Now it is really..."

"Can I let me see it for her?"

Su Jing asked.

Zhou Yixian raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you understand medical skills?"

"I understand a little bit."

Su Jing said softly: "Little sister, please show your hand to your brother, okay?"

Xiao Huan looked at Su Jing calmly for a while, then smiled sweetly and said, "Oh!"

Raise your hand obediently.

Su Jing put his hand on her white wrist and felt it carefully.

I just feel that the pulse is indeed extremely disordered.

It seems that it is indeed a brain disorder...

He withdrew his hand.

Zhou Yixian seemed careless, but her face unconsciously showed a look of attention and asked, "How is it, is there any treatment?"

Su Jing thought for a while, shook her head and sighed, "No, it seems that she has been sick for a while... I really have no good idea."

Zhou Yixian looked at Su Jing's eyes and immediately became contemptuous, "I thought what you just understood was just modest, but I didn't expect you to be so honest. Okay, since you don't plan to look at me at Dao Master, then don't waste Dao Master's time. Dao Master has to go to the market elsewhere."

"I'm looking for Qingyun Sect!"

Seeing the polite words, Su Jing said seriously: "Su Jing, a disciple of the Qionghua Sect, came here this time to subdue demons and restore a bright world in the world, but it is hard to support it. He heard that Qingyun Sect is the leader of the right path and wanted to rush to help him. I know that Senior is the descendant of Qingyunzi, so please guide me!"

"This is your real purpose, right?"

Zhou Yixian glanced at Su Jing and said, "It was all empty before. You came to me to ask me how to get to Heyang, right?"

Su Jing nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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