Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Chapter 24 Chen Family Village 5 Dharma Robes

Hei Lin glanced at his handsome handwriting, shook his head, then pulled the fur and white robes on his body and said, "These are magic robes, which can resist magic attacks below Jindan."

Qiushi looked down at the robe on his body, surprised.

Robes?

It was the first time he heard of this thing, so he was naturally shocked.

Fat San on the side couldn't help raising his head slightly, looking at the robes on the patriarch and junior brother, he was also very surprised.

Is this also a robe?

There is only one magic robe in the Ziyun Palace, which is left by Daoist Changshan. Only the head of the sect is eligible to wear it, and it can only be worn on important days.

He saw it only once from a distance.

But the dusty one on the master's body is dull and dull, how can it compare to the two dazzling ones on the junior brother?

But he only glanced at it before he felt a cold gaze, and a thunder rang in his ears: "If you dare to look at Qiushi again, you will get out of here."

Fat Sanyi was so frightened that he shuddered, and rolled off immediately, and went to the cellar to tell the villagers about the monster.

Hei Lin raised his hands and straightened the collar of Qiushi's fur robe: "Also, if this robe is dirty, it can be restored to like new with just one spell."

After speaking, he leaned over and whispered a spell in his ear.

The voice was so low that only Qiu Shi who was close to him could hear it, and the exhaled breath in Qiu Shi's ears when he spoke made his ears itch, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly as if he had been scratched by a feather.

Seeing that his ears were red, Hei Lin twitched the corners of his lips, smiled indistinctly, and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember?"

Qiu Shi was completely dumbfounded, he didn't listen to anything, all his attention was attracted by the voice of the patriarch and the breath exhaled by the patriarch.

I don't even know what the grandpa said.

Seeing that he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to lift his head, Hei Lin stretched out his slender, white fingers, lifted his chin, forced him to look into his eyes, and said with a helpless face: "My seat reads a sentence, you read a sentence silently, do you remember?" ?”

Qiu Shi raised her face and nodded quickly.

But he was distracted again.

Grandpa looks so good!Those handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes, that tall nose, and that skin, whiter and tenderer than a peeled egg...

If it wasn't for him being somewhat rational, he might be foolish enough to touch the face of the patriarch.

But he was distracted again and again, Hei Lin was not only not angry, but also had a smile on his mouth, teaching him over and over again tirelessly.

When he finally remembered, Hei Lin sighed softly, touched his neck and said, "Don't worry, I will cure your throat."

Being unable to speak is really not good for cultivation.

Qiushi felt goosebumps all over his body, but when he heard that his throat could be healed, he immediately forgot his discomfort and looked at Hei Lin happily.

Is what the grandfather said true?

His eyes were shining brightly at this time, as brilliant as the stars in the Milky Way, Hei Lin was breathless when he saw it, and was about to raise his hand to touch his thick long eyelashes, suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the cellar entrance.

As soon as Fat San crawled out of his head, he saw the patriarch and the younger brother looking at each other with their heads lowered and the other up. Their gazes... were affectionate and gentle as water.

He was stunned at first.

This is this...

Is the patriarch touching the younger brother?

The eyes are so gentle, so pampering...

Is the patriarch really what the brothers said?

Fat San suddenly became flustered, wishing he could go back to the cellar again.

But there are people under his feet, and he has nowhere to retreat.

He was burning with anxiety when the Patriarch suddenly looked over.

Those eyes were like ice arrows, cold and sharp.

He saw his heart beating like a drum.

Grandpa is angry?

Miserable...

Hei Lin's eyes darkened, wishing he could throw his sleeves over and wipe out this ignorant thing.

Qiu Shi followed his gaze and saw that Fat San Senior Brother had his eyes closed and his face was ashen, and his heart tightened.

Brother, what's the matter?

He was about to pull Pang San, but Hei Lin stopped him: "He's fine."

Then he said to Fat Three via voice transmission: Get out quickly!

Fat San lowered his head and stiffened his body, tremblingly crawled out of the hole.

Then came the trembling old man with white beard, and then more villagers.

Seeing the tick-tock outside was like rain, and the ice and snow had almost melted, the villagers who were still skeptical suddenly cheered: "The monster is really dead? That's great!"

Then he knelt down to Hei Lin and said, "Thank you immortal for saving me, the villagers of my Chen Family Village are very grateful..."

But Hei Lin lowered his eyelids, showing indifference to their gratitude.

The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what they did wrong, which made the immortal unhappy.

Fat San was still clever, probably knew what the Patriarch was thinking, and said quickly: "Since the monster has been eliminated, everyone hurry up and leave!"

Then he said to the white-bearded old man: "Village Chief, please tidy up the house and burn some charcoal..."

The villagers were terrified by Hei Lin's cold demeanor, and hurriedly dispersed, leaving only the owner of the house, the village head Baibeard and his family.

The Baibeard family is also a transparent person, and they hurriedly cleaned the house, lit a fire and boiled water for cooking.

After the main room was cleaned up and the charcoal basin was burning, Fat San fetched hot water and hot tea, then closed the door and retreated out.

If he doesn't go out again, the patriarch is afraid that he will shoot him to death with one sleeve.

As soon as the door was closed, Qiu Shi hurriedly picked up a teacup and offered it to Hei Lin.

Grandpa looked quite unhappy.

Although he didn't know why, he had to coax him quickly.

But when the teacup was handed over, the coldness that had been hanging on Hei Lin's face just now had long since disappeared, only a gentle smile.

"Sit down!" Hei Lin took the teacup and motioned him to sit on the other side of the chair.

Qiu Shi was terrified and did not dare to sit on both sides of the Eight Immortals table with the patriarch.

The stone benches in the stone house before are fine, but the grand master chairs on both sides of the Eight Immortals table in the main room...

Whether it is in the Qiu family or the Qin family, the rule is that only the couple with the highest seniority in the clan can sit on the grand master chairs on both sides of the Eight Immortals table in the main room.

But how could he, a disciple and grandson, dare to sit on an equal footing with the patriarch?

Seeing that his body was stiff and blushing and he didn't dare to sit, Hei Lin no longer insisted, and while stroking the tea leaves with the lid of the teacup, he said: "After dinner later, meditate in meditation, and carefully ponder the experience of today's battle."

Qiushi nodded quickly: Yes.

The reason why he went to Ziyun Palace was only for revenge.

He was just an ordinary person since he was a child, and he was surrounded by ordinary people. He didn't know that there were still people who practiced in this world until he married into the Qin family.

He originally thought that the theory of cultivation was just a trick to deceive people, just like those Taoist monks who cheated money in Taoist temples.

How can there be a demon in this world?

He never imagined that there really are demons and cultivators in this world.

There are many people in the Qin family who live long and have extremely high cultivation.

Just like Qin Changsheng, the elder of the Qin family, who is nearly 60 years old, but looks like he is only in his [-]s.

I can still fly into the sky...