Reincarnation of the court eagle dog

Chapter 211 Let me take a bite of your blood
Chapter 210 Let me take a bite of your blood
Qiantang County.

Before Ying Quan reached the entrance of the city gate, he was stopped by a man dressed as a Taoist priest.

"Mister's surname is Ying!" The little Taoist stood beside Ying Quan and said softly.

"That's right!" Ying Quan nodded affirmatively at first, and then asked in confusion, "Who is the little Daoist?"

Could it be the ink jade that this person entrusted Tong Guan to give him?
But after thinking about it, he laughed at himself, and Tong Guan said that he was a senior. The little Taoist priest in front of him obviously didn't look like a senior. If he really cared about it, he would be in chaos!

It is absolutely wrong.

"Master said that today there will be a Mr. Ying with a knife rushing to the gate of Qiantang County at this hour, so Xiaodao is asked to wait here, so he will meet Mr. Ying Quan!" The little Taoist did not answer Ying Quan's question.

Seeing that the little Taoist didn't look surprised, Ying Quan asked again: "Who is your master? Why did he know I'm coming? And does he often tell fortunes for others?"

Ying Quan asked three questions in one breath.

"Don't blame sir, the master said, if you see him, just take him back." The little Taoist continued.

"What if I don't go?" Ying Quan pretended to be difficult.

"The master said that the master will go, so he will definitely go. If the master breaks a major event in order to fight against Xiao Dao, wouldn't he be the one who suffers the loss?" The little Taoist was not in a hurry when he saw Ying Quan like this, he just smiled and said Such words came out.

"Okay, okay!" Ying Quan laughed three times, and then said: "I'm sorry to trouble the little Taoist leader to lead the way!"

"Mister, you are being polite!" The little Taoist priest heard Ying Quan say this, and immediately said to Ying Quan: "This way, sir!"

The little Taoist didn't bring Yingquan into the county town, but to the suburbs.

There is a small hill here. Although it is not a famous mountain or a great river, and it is not considered a top-notch scenery in this place of Suzhou and Hangzhou, it is better than a word of quiet!

The so-called winding path leads to secluded places, so it is!

There is no meditation room here, it's just an ordinary farmyard!

"Sir, this is here." The little Taoist walked out of the yard, knocked on the door lightly a few times, and then paused for a few seconds before softly saying, "Master, Mr. Ying has arrived!"

"Please come in!" A voice that sounded very old, even slightly weak, came out.

"Sir, please come in!" The little Taoist pushed the door open and made a gesture of invitation.

Apparently the little Taoist didn't intend to enter together.

At this time, Ying Quan suddenly thought of the Elder Zhiming he met in Liquan Mountain that day, who was also a senior, and he almost died in his hands, and now he shudders when he thinks about it!
The senior here is also a pervert like that, right?

Ying Quan couldn't help thinking at this moment.

"Since Fellow Daoist has already arrived at the door, why hesitate!" At this time, the old voice came out from the door in front of Ying Quan again.

"Fellow Daoist?" Ying Quan raised his eyebrows. Did he already know my identity?

Anyway, already here, if there is an accident
Thinking of this, Ying Quan touched the bloody sharp blade that had been hanging on his chest.

Ying Quan settled down and slowly pushed the door open.

Then I saw a person wearing a Taoist robe of stars, sitting cross-legged on a futon, his face was full of old wrinkles, and he could no longer recognize his original face.

"Fellow Taoist, please sit down!" The old Taoist lightly waved the float on his hand, and with a swipe, the door behind Ying Quan was gently closed, and there was an extra piece in front of Ying Quan. futon.

"How can I be considered a fellow Taoist in front of seniors? Could it be that seniors know the identity of a poor Taoist?" Ying Quan asked with some doubts as he heard the old Taoist's kindness calling each fellow a fellow Taoist.

"Patriarch Xiyi's disciple, the old Taoist called you a fellow Taoist, it's a big mistake!" The old Taoist shook his dust, and a smile appeared on his face, which was already like dead wood.

Although he had already guessed that the old Taoist knew his identity, Ying Quan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard him admit it and tell his origin.

Seeing the half-smile in the old Taoist's eyes, Ying Quan quickly settled down and sat upright.

"Okay, the old Taoist doesn't have much time." The old Taoist stopped Ying Quan who wanted to ask questions, and continued: "To make a long story short, the old Taoist knew that such a day would come."

"It was only a year ago that this feeling became stronger and stronger!" As he spoke, the old Taoist took out another piece of Moyu from his hand, which was exactly the same as the one that Tong Guan gave to Ying Quan before, and there was almost no difference!
"Old Dao was the Si Tianjian enshrined by the imperial court. Once again, by chance, Lao Dao got this piece of Moyu. With this piece of Moyu, Lao Dao was in Tokyo back then. The disciples of Longhu Mountain will be three points weaker when they meet the old Taoist!" The old Taoist recalled the things back then, but he was always vague.

"Fifteen years ago, the old Taoist relied on a piece of black jade to calculate that there would be a great change in the Song Dynasty, and the country would be ruined. However, according to the old Taoist calculation, there is still a glimmer of life!" The old Taoist continued.

"What is it?" Ying Quan asked curiously.

"It's this piece of Moyu, and a person's name!" Speaking of this, the eyes that were originally cowardly opened wide, fixedly staring at Ying Quan and said: "This name is Ying Quan! "

Ying Quan smiled wryly when he heard this, and said, "But senior, why are there so many black jades?"

While the two were talking, the old Taoist priest had already placed the piece of black jade in his hand in front of Ying Quan, and then waved his Taoist robe, and seven identical black jade appeared in front of him again, together with Ying Quan's hand. Together, it's nine yuan in total!

"Nine is the extreme number, it has reached its limit!" The old Taoist stretched out his hand and made a move at Ying Quan, the meaning was very obvious.

This was obviously a historic moment, and Ying Quan quickly handed over the piece of his body to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist looked at Ying Quan and smiled, and with a change of hand, the nine pieces of black jade rose into the air, forming a formation of nine palaces in the air!

"Shhhhhh!"

The combination of these nine pieces of black jade actually made strange noises.

Ink-colored jade blocks can even exude colorful brilliance!
Extremely strange.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be distracted!" Having said this, the old Taoist suddenly raised his true essence to his chest, and tapped his body three times with his free hand. With a sound of "Pa!", the old Taoist's chest A big hole was actually broken!
A phantom, reflected from the chest of the old Taoist priest, was exactly the appearance of Mo Yu, and firmly fixed the nine pieces of Mo Yu together!
"Take a sip of your blood!" At this moment, the old Taoist yelled at Ying Quan!
(End of this chapter)