"Don't stand up."

Qi Yuan's hearty voice spread into the prison, and several inmates inside immediately sat up straight and didn't look at the inconspicuous child prisoner.

"I'll go in by myself. You guys can bask in the sun when you need to, and drink tea when you need to. The most important thing is to enjoy life. You were originally assigned to this position so that you can live in old age."

"I bought you today's newspaper on the way. You're welcome."

Qi Yuan's voice came from far away and gradually approached. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Qi Yuan walked in quickly under the strong sunlight. He breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door.

"Old Second, you don't know how worried I was just now..."

Qi Yuan complained casually while scanning the situation inside the prison as he walked inside. After seeing a person, he suddenly paused, then quickly changed the subject without showing any expression:

"I brought you some more tea, Mr. Pei. You used too much force before. New wooden stakes for training are already on the production line."

There was a burst of booing and asking for warmth.

Except for Huai Tian Pei who reluctantly stated that his surname was not Pei, everyone else was very satisfied.

Qi Yuan's heart was filled with waves.

No, it's a rough sea.

At first sight, he recognized the identity of the little girl. Although she sat silently in the corner without saying a word and her appearance was very deceptive, Qi Yuan still recognized her at a glance.

Is this not-so-famous old fellow, the old Taoist priest?

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Yuan understood everything. Why did he inexplicably feel a burning breath on the road, and this breath suddenly disappeared after following him for a while.

It turns out that after getting the intelligence, he came directly to the prison to scout the area.

Qi Yuan suddenly felt much more relaxed. He was just trying to recall who he had offended and which famous and powerful person had come to him. It would undoubtedly be a good thing to know who the real culprit was.

The old Taoist priest is not an enemy, and he did not come to Longmen to attack me.

"Come here, here are the tea leaves for you."

Qi Yuan stuffed the tea leaves he bought into the iron railings: "It's half less than before, because I have a friend in Victoria who thinks that the crushed tea bags are a delicacy. I cut back half of it and sent it to her to let her see it."

"That needs to be seen by others."

Wang was not disappointed, but nodded repeatedly: "It is indeed not a good idea to treat the broken tea bags as treasures."

"I knew you would understand."

Qi Yuan was very pleased. He handed over the tea and slowly sat down.

This is probably what the Taifu meant by "consideration". It is normal for the old Taoist priest, who had never had any contact with him, to trouble him and test him after hearing the request.

It would be enough if she knew some of the things that Qi Yuan knew.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan sighed deeply in his heart. Why are these old people so stubborn and insist on trying it themselves? The general is like this, and the old Taoist priest is even more so.

It’s true... Qi Yuan thought of an inappropriate proverb - don’t cry until you see the coffin.

Then let her see it.

Qi Yuan sat down and began to prepare. As the saying goes, "In silence one hears thunder." Qi Yuan started to chat about family matters, talking about everything, but it was all irrelevant nonsense.

"It's a bit hot in there, is it because of the lack of air circulation?"

Qi Yuan said with a puzzled look on his face, trying to appease the impatient old Taoist priest beside him. It was very effective and the temperature really dropped slowly.

But it comes at a cost.

The old Taoist priest's face turned red.

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"Old Man, you seem to be in a very good mood?" Qi Yuan finally started to get to the point.

"Qi Yuan, you are asking questions knowing the answer. Since other brothers and sisters have sensed it, isn't it normal for me to feel it too?"

Wang took a sip of the new tea brought by Qi Yuan. It had a fresh and elegant aroma. He didn't know where his boiled water and tea set came from.

"Your intelligence isn't that fiery, is it?"

"Mars? What do you mean?"

Qi Yuan knew that he had said something wrong, so he immediately changed his words expressionlessly: "Is your information not so delayed?"

"It's not like it used to be."

Wang understood what Qi Yuan meant and sighed helplessly: "All my chess pieces in the court have been removed by the Grand Tutor. If we go to war now, my chance of losing is 100%, and it will be a very ugly defeat."

He put all his chips on Qi Yuan.

"I don't feel like you've placed any bets on me. I even brought you the tea. I think you just want to get something for free."

Qi Yuan said firmly.

"Sui Lao Er, you misunderstood. The information I mentioned came from your brothers and sisters. There was a hunt in Shang Shu. It was a collaboration between me, Grandmaster Zhongyue, and Miss Ling."

The relationship between Wang and his brothers and sisters is really too weak.

"I do sense the auras of other brothers and sisters from you, but so what? You have so many auras, and this one is not enough."

Wang sighed and asked:

"Then Qi Yuan, can you tell us a little bit about who the target of this hunt is?"

"age."

Qi Yuan answered honestly:

"It's your true self, not any of the fragments."

"Um?!"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed. With a bang, a pair of large black and white flowered arms stretched out, instantly cut through the sturdy iron railings, and tightly grasped Qi Yuan's hands.

In Wang's eyes, it was as if two lighthouses were lit and burning brightly.

"Is this true?"

His voice echoed in the prison and took a long time to subside.

The silent old Taoist priest next to him turned over when he saw this, and stared at this side with burning eyes. In her opinion, the little brat Lao Er would definitely ask for some evidence, and this was exactly what the old Taoist priest needed.

Of course, even if he cooperated with the Sui Beast family and successfully defeated Sui, it did not mean that Qi Yuan could act recklessly in handling the matter.

She must see it clearly!

Then he went back and chased the two little guys to beat them up. They were really two old and blurry-eyed creatures.

however--

"I don't have any intention of questioning it."

Wang gradually calmed down: "Brother didn't tell me anything, and Ling didn't come to see me, but I can roughly guess how he was born prematurely in a state of extreme fear, and then was killed by you... That guy must have been in a very miserable state."

"She cried very loudly." Qi Yuan added.

"Good good."

Wang took a big sip of tea and felt extremely refreshed.

The old Taoist priest was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

Did you just believe it? Without any questioning or proof?

558: Is Sui Lao Er Qi Yuan's yes-man? (3 more)

Is this...right?

At that moment, the old Taoist priest began to suspect one thing, whether Qi Yuan had some kind of Source Stone skill that was particularly useful in bewitching people, so that the IQ of anyone who met him would be lowered, and they would instinctively believe what he said.

The Grand Tutor and the Grand Commandant are both old and have poor eyesight, so they might have been tricked.

The old Taoist priest fell into deep doubts, the air around her suddenly heated up again. She quickly held her breath, concentrated her mind, and calmed down slowly. She smiled and looked at Qi Yuan and Sui Lao Er, wondering what these two little brats were doing.

"call--"

Wang Haohao calmed down and asked, "How did you defeat Sui?"

He knew in his heart that Sui had absorbed the power of Jie's fragments and possessed the ability to write. What he wrote came true and his writing was brilliant, making him an extremely difficult person to deal with.

"I fought him in a poetry contest and defeated him completely, leaving him with no armor left. He screamed in defeat."

Qi Yuan said calmly: "Then I killed him with thunder. I guess he will continue to scream when he returns to the mausoleum, causing the earth to shake."

Keep talking.

The old Taoist priest frowned even deeper. Writing poetry was such a difficult task, she couldn't do it anyway. So she didn't believe at all that this guy who talked nonsense could do it.

"Good good."

However, under her surprised gaze, the old man nodded repeatedly without any suspicion.

I don't even know where to start complaining.

Sui devoured Jie, and definitely gained corresponding literary talent and insights. Sui Lao Er is obviously a sister-protecting maniac, so how could he accept this matter so willingly?

Even if we take a step back, it is impossible for the thunder method to hurt Sui.

All the celestial masters who draw talismans in Yan country ultimately source their knowledge from the grammar of Sui, which is used to communicate between heaven, earth and nature. Sui cannot be harmed by thunder magic.

Isn’t the second year old very clear about this matter?

Because she understood, the old Taoist priest was even more confused. Why did Sui Lao Er believe this lie full of loopholes? She remembered that although this guy was a twisted person, he was still quite smart. When the situation eased, Sui Lao Er's name was also on the list of people guarding the border in the northern border.

Isn't he crazy, but... stupid? !

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Taking advantage of the conversation, Qi Yuan described the situation in detail. His passionate words were so powerful that the old Taoist priest seemed more and more absurd the more he listened, and his disbelief became more firm.

It’s fake, this is absolutely fake.

"I have some regrets."

The 28-year-old was extremely frank and expressed his doubts: "It's a pity that I was not there at the time. Only my brother, Ling, and my little sister Xiluo saw the situation with their own eyes."

How can you really believe everything they say?!

Just when the old Taoist priest began to feel unable to hold back his anger, Qi Yuan stood up at the right moment and brushed the dust off the bottom of his thighs.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom, then we'll continue the discussion."

He ran away as if he was avoiding some terrifying beast.

As soon as Qi Yuan closed the door, the old Taoist priest could no longer hold back. The air was distorted in an exaggerated way, and the iron fence began to melt and drip. She walked out impatiently, ran to Wang and shouted:

"You really believe this, little brat?"

"Of course I believe it." Wang nodded. "Why shouldn't I believe it? I don't see anything that needs to be doubted at the moment."

"Did you break your brain?"

The old Taoist's voice rose along with the high temperature, like a flame that would never go out.

Suddenly, she thought of a good way to verify it, and whispered: "Let me test you. There are countless chickens and rabbits in a small cage, with 18 legs and 7 heads. Ask..."

"I'm not interested in helping you answer this kind of question." Wang flatly refused to answer, which deepened the old Taoist's suspicion.

"But I see you ..."

"Qi Yuan didn't leave completely, he just went out to the toilet." Wang Wuqing interrupted, "Old Heavenly Master, why don't you think about it more deeply, for example, Qi Yuan went out at this moment, for example, did he completely control your psychology?"

"That's not possible."

The old Taoist priest said firmly: "My disguise is so good that even the children in Dahuang City cannot see through it."

"Don't be too confident."

The old Taoist priest was very angry. He looked at the little boy and asked, "Why is he so patient and persuasive?" Who was he performing for?

However, this also reminded her.

The old Taoist priest hurried back to his cell, grabbed the iron on the ground and melted it into water again. He worked hard for a long time before piecing it together into the shape of a cage and continued to play the role of the young prisoner.

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as predicted.

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