Dajingzhen Xuansi

Same name?Hang Tianyi knew that the world was so big that although two people with the same name could not be found, it was still easy to find two people with the same name.

But then, Hang Tianyi's expression gradually solidified.

Because the old man said, there are two extremely powerful assistants beside Hang Shenchuang, one is good at formation, and the other is proficient in talisman.

What the hell, aren't these two bastards, Li Chunlai and Zhang Chenyu?

Could there be such three same people in the world?

Li Chunlai nodded secretly at this time, he glanced sideways at Hang Tianyi, and thought to himself, the boss is so powerful because he has three heads and six arms.

However, he, Li Chunlai, doesn't even deserve a name?Could it just be an assistant?

Listen, listen, Li is really a little foolish in his heart.

At this time, a certain old man on the high platform did not look old at all, and his shriveled eyes were as bright as stars.

However, the stories he told became more and more outrageous. Not only did Hang Shenchao slay demons, he even fell in love with a certain goblin.

At this time, everyone, listening to it, was still moved.

But someone in Hang, his mouth was already twitching slightly at this moment, what the hell are he talking about, it's outrageous.

At this very moment, someone really wanted to go up and stop.

But in an instant, another idea came to his mind, in order to stop.

At this time, Hongdie said with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Hang to be so legendary, but this three-headed and six-armed..."

Hang Tianyi rolled his eyes, what superficiality?He, Hang Tianyi, is the most authentic person, not a monster.

"It's not me!" Hang Tianyi promised that he would not admit it even if he was killed. After all, this is too outrageous.

Hongdie didn't say anything, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables, and chewed them lightly, very elegantly.

Just by looking at the way she eats, Hang Tianyi can understand that this woman is not from an ordinary family.

After eating, Hang Tianyi had only one thought, and that was to leave the inn as soon as possible, because he really didn't want to listen to what the old storyteller said.

It's okay to be passionate and sexual, but it's okay to be in love with monsters...

Although Hang Tianyi doesn't hate monsters, but falling in love with them is a test in his heart that he still can't pass.

After coming out of the inn, Hang Tianyi seemed to be in a better mood.

At this time, the sun has reached the middle of the sky, bright and dazzling, and the temperature has risen by an unknown amount compared to the morning.

Although the weather changes regularly, it is often unexpected. It was cloudy last night. I thought there would be other changes, but who knows, after waking up today, it turned out like this.

Hang Tianyi is not a person who hurts the spring and autumn, but for some reason, he always thinks about these messes at this time.

Perhaps, it is because the realm is different, the state of mind is different.

Apart from this explanation, Hang Tianyi really didn't know what to say.

The four walked along the street, walked out of the town, and walked towards the ferry.

Qingwu Ferry is the only channel to enter Shuzhou by water. The wharf here is very bustling with boats coming and going.

The mountains in the distance, the water and boats in the vicinity, all of a sudden, formed a very vivid picture.

Hang Tianyi and Hongyi stood on the pier, watching the boats passing by, while Li Chunlai and Zhang Chenyu were busy buying boat tickets.

The ticket used here is not a formal ticket, but a piece of paper is given as a voucher after paying the money.

Not long after, the boats arrived, and the people uploading one after another formed a long queue.

Hang Tianyi didn't know what he would experience after boarding the boat, but since he had made a choice, there was no possibility of retreating, and it didn't matter whether it was expected or unexpected.

Li Chunlai and Zhang Chenyu bought four tickets, each with an independent cabin.

Hongdie originally said that she wanted to buy it herself, but Lin Chunlai insisted on taking out the wallet by herself, so Miss Hongdie could only say thank you and let it go.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I can finally sleep well.

Hang Tianyi yawned, lay down on the boat, and soon fell asleep.

Near You in the afternoon, Hang Tianyi woke up.

This time, he really slept comfortably, and when he sat up, he was really refreshed.

Get out of the cabin and walk along the aisle. From far away, Hang Tianyi saw a familiar voice.

On the plywood at the front of the bow, the old man standing on the small town storyteller, but who is it?

Hang Tianyi's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't rest at the inn at first, but he didn't want to hear the old man's nonsense. Who would have thought that they would be on the same boat?

When I got on the boat, I didn't see the old man at all. Did he fly over?

Obviously, this speculation is not correct, unless the old man just wants to stand on the plywood and does not want to have an independent cabin to rest.

Judging by his attire, he doesn't seem very rich.

But if you can fly over, there should be many ways to make money!

When Hang Tianyi was thinking wildly, the old man turned around, looked at him and said, "Young man, come and have a look at the scenery!"

To be honest, Hang Tianyi was very wary of this old man.

However, people have already spoken, if you don't go, you will lose if you gain momentum.

If the old man made a move when Hang Tianyi was weak, he really couldn't imagine the consequences.

So, Hang Tianyi stabilized his mind, stepped out, and every move revealed a chic and indifferent temperament.

Hang Tianyi's actions felt deliberate, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth. wΑp.

Young people, this is what makes them interesting. They pretend to be mature and indifferent on purpose, but they are panicked in their hearts.

"Dare to ask senior Gao's name?" Hang Tianyi cupped his hands and saluted, everything was done according to the rules.

He hasn't approached yet, but he has already sensed the fluctuation of the old man's breath invisibly, and he is undoubtedly an extraordinary master.

Regardless of whether he came to kill him or not, he had to correct his attitude. After all, he was a real master, not comparable to Tianchi or Yama with his sword and axe.

"The name is just a symbol. Others call me old and poor, so you should call me that too!" The old man was very casual.

Hang Tianyi took another look at the old man, his gray hair was in a mess, as if he hadn't washed it for several months.

And that gray beard, like a broom for sweeping the floor.

A Confucian shirt, with many patches on it, from a distance, it really smells sour, it's really old and poor.

However, this old man has a special temperament. He obviously doesn't look like a scholar, but he gives people the feeling of a great Confucianist.

This is different from the temperament of Li Yunbai, Wei Xuan, etc., and seems to broaden the appearance of what a great Confucianist should be.