He strode towards the mountain, not wanting to pay attention to the rabble behind him. If all the Baiyun Sect had such talents, he wouldn't have to worry at all.
Yuan Jiuer shouted from behind: "Brother, wait for me!"
"Junior sister!" Zhang Yong immediately flattered Yuan Jiuer: "Ignore him, that guy is just a fool. Let's climb up slowly."
What else did Yuan Jiuer say? Zhou Yuan was too lazy to listen. He just wanted to hurry to the top of the mountain, find the so-called Sect Master Yuan, and explain the cause and effect of the matter.
"Ouch!" Suddenly, a groan came from the path next to him: "You are a big bad guy!"
Zhou Yuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
Another voice came to my ears: "You are so disgusting, I want to beat you to death, why do you stay in the middle of the road?"
Zhou Yuan became very curious.
I couldn't help but took two steps to the side and saw an old man with a white beard lying on the ground, talking to a small stone: "Old man, are you injured?"
The old man with a white beard looked up and saw that Zhou Yuan also had wrinkles on his face, and his face darkened: "Brother, we may be about the same age, I just look more mature."
"Brother!" Zhou Yuan felt happy and walked over quickly, trying to help him up: "Are you okay?"
The old man with a white beard refused to get up: "You help me teach it a lesson. It must nod and admit its mistake, otherwise, I will lie here and not get up."
This is a small stone.
It also has no spirituality.
How to teach it a lesson?
Zhou Yuan had never been so sad. He cursed in his heart that he was too nosy, and was about to leave, not to be like this old naughty boy.
The old man with the white beard seemed to have rear eyes: "Little brother, you have to do your good deeds to the end and don't give up halfway. I will look down on you very much!"
Moral kidnapping?
Zhou Yuan doesn't follow this trick. The Baiyun Sect is full of weird things that make absolutely no sense.
Snap!
Zhou Yuan kicked the small stone away and said in a cold tone: "Brother, it has given way now, can't you get up?"
"Don't get up!" The old man with the white beard continued to act rogue: "I just want you to teach it a lesson, I didn't tell you to kick it away. It is my pet. Please pay it to me quickly."
The stone has been kicked into the rocks and there is no way to find it.
It's almost like bad luck.
Zhou Yuan didn't want to waste time, so he quickly took three steps back, randomly picked up a stone, threw it in the middle of the road, and said, "I'll pay you!"
"This is not my stone!" The old man with the white beard seemed to be struggling to the end.
Zhou Yuan completely collapsed: "Brother, I have something urgent. Anyway, I have already paid you a stone. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I will not be polite."
"What's the matter?" The old man with the white beard jumped up. He was really bored and just wanted to find someone to say a few words: "I can help you."
Zhou Yuan shook his head.
If you take such a troublemaker to see Sect Master Yuan, you may be the unlucky one.
"Go! Let's play together!"
The old man with the white beard felt aggrieved and kept following Zhou Yuan, refusing to leave. This made Zhou Yuan jump around and he was about to reach the White Cloud Palace.
"Brother, can you go away?"
"No!" The old man with a white beard shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you here to see Sect Leader Yuan?"
Zhou Yuan definitely couldn't tell him the truth, but he couldn't deceive him either, so he pointed to the woods nearby and said, "There seems to be a little gray rabbit there."