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296 Gods Against the Heavens

The old monk's appetite was astonishing. After eating a pig's head, he ate more than two kilograms of beef with soy sauce, and drank about ten kilograms of white wine. His mind returned to clarity, and then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I'm full, I'm leaving."

"He stood up, picked up the woven bag containing the broken items and walked eastward.

Ximen Lang stood up hurriedly, took two steps forward and shouted: "Master, when can we meet again?"

The old monk laughed loudly, "We will meet each other if we are destined. That red gold nine-ringed snake is a treasure, you have to keep it..." Leaving these words, he walked as fast as flying, turned into a side road in an instant, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

disappear in.

Ximen Lang was stunned on the spot and sighed, "What a master from this world!" He was dazed for a while, then turned back to the shed to pay the bill. He carried the fly whisk and the artificial leather bag and walked towards home with Bi Sumei and her daughter.

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Chen Yunling's eyes were full of admiration and adoration. She turned her head to glance at Ximen Lang from time to time. She was very proud of him for standing up when the weak were being bullied, because this heroic figure was her boyfriend!

When we arrived at the door of the house, Ximenlang said: "Aunt Mei, Lingling, you go back to the house first, I will wait in the car by myself."

Mother and daughter guessed that he had something important to do, so they agreed and walked into the hospital.

Ximen Lang got into the off-road vehicle, put the whisk on the passenger seat, curiously opened the artificial leather bag, and looked through the contents. In addition to the fake martial arts secrets and books, there was also a cyan porcelain bottle and a

White jade bottle, a book made of silk. Judging from the material of the book, this is the real

It was an old thing. He picked it up curiously and saw that what was written on the cover was a seal character. After looking at it for a while, he figured out that it was the four words "神物不天". He turned over a few leaves casually.

, I saw all kinds of strange animals and plants painted on it, most of which are creatures that cannot be seen today. There are seal characters on the opposite page to introduce them.

After flipping through it for a while, Ximenlang suddenly found a small snake appearing on the middle page. It had nine rings on its body and was lifelike. It clearly looked like the golden snake in the dust. He couldn't help but feel excited. It turned out that this golden snake was in the ancient book.

If there is any record, just take a look at the name of the snake.

His eyes moved to the page next to him. Above the yellowed silk cloth was written "Nine-ring Jade-Snake." He didn't recognize the character in front of the character snake. After studying it for a long time, he still didn't recognize what character it was.

His head hurt. He had no choice but to look down, only to see that he didn't recognize most of the densely packed seal characters below, and couldn't understand what they meant!

Damn it, people in ancient times were really sick, idiots, writing such unreadable characters, holy shit!

Ximen Lang threw the booklet onto the passenger seat next to him with some dissatisfaction. He took out the small white jade bottle from his leather bag, pulled out the cork, and felt a faint medicinal fragrance coming to his nose. He poured it into the palm of his hand and took out one pill.

The purple pill rolled out.

What is this? Is it some kind of powerful pill or some kind of panacea?

Ximenlang shook his head. This pill belonged to Chunyang Taoist. With his shameless behavior, it was really a fantasy to think that he could have any panacea. He tilted his palm, poured the pills into the jade bottle, capped the stopper again, and put it back in the bag.

, and took out the cyan porcelain bottle.

This bottle was larger than the jade bottle. Ximen Lang also removed the cork and looked at it. He saw that it was filled with white powder. He didn't know what it was.

Powder, is this white flour? That old man is actually selling drugs?

Ximenlang curiously picked up a little of the powder with his fingernails, stuffed the bottle and put it back in his bag. He tentatively passed the powder under his nose, but accidentally inhaled some of it. In an instant, he felt a burst of

I felt dizzy, my head was spinning, I fainted, and the bag on my leg fell to my feet...

I don't know how much time passed, but Ximen Lang felt his body being shaken, and a clear voice came from his ears, "Brother Xiao Lang, wake up..."

Ximen Lang opened his heavy eyelids and snorted. He felt a splitting headache. He turned his head and looked over. What appeared on his face was Chen Yunling's blurry face. She yelled at him: "Brother Xiao Lang, why are you sleeping in the car?"

Is it burning?”

"Why, I fell asleep?" Ximen Lang asked in surprise. He opened his eyes hard and realized that it was already dark.

"Yes, my mother and I were afraid that you had something serious, so we never came to disturb you. Who knew you hadn't come into the house for several hours? I was worried, so I came out to take a look. Who knew you were there?

Fell asleep in the car."

Ximen Lang frowned and felt that his mind was still drowsy. He suddenly realized that he was definitely not sleeping normally, but had fainted suddenly. So, he carefully recalled what happened before he fainted, and suddenly remembered that it was

The white powder in the cyan porcelain bottle

Strange. In surprise, he tentatively stretched his arms and kicked his legs, took a few deep breaths, and felt that there was nothing abnormal about his body except for the headache. He immediately determined what the white powder was, and it was a highly effective drug.

, if the mouth and nose come into contact, you will be unconscious immediately.

I cursed secretly in my heart that the Chunyang Taoist priest who had turned into a dead ghost, and did not do human affairs, actually used these vile drugs, which were probably used by the bastard Taoist priest when he stole incense and jade.

Holding back his headache and laughing, Ximenlang said, "I drank a little too much, so I fell asleep here without even realizing it."

"Brother Xiaolang, then get off the car and go into the room to rest."

Ximen Lang nodded, bent down to pick up the cunning black leather bag, picked up the whisk and got out of the car, opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle, and put the two things inside. Chen Yunling held him with a soft and smooth hand, holding both of them.

The individual walked towards the courtyard.

"Wait a minute, I want to wash my face, my head hurts a little." Ximen Lang stopped in front of the Yangjing.

This kind of foreign well is still the main tool for collecting water in rural areas. It uses the principle of air pressure to draw water. Chen Yunling said: "I will press the water for you, and you can wash it." She moved the handle of the foreign well, lifted it up and down, and it was clear.

The groundwater flows out continuously.

Ximenlang washed his face and felt much more energetic, and his headache was less obvious. After he and Chen Yunling went indoors, ate a bowl of noodles cooked by Aunt Mei, and drank several pots of strong tea, the headache disappeared.

disappear.

Bi Sumei and his wife chatted with him for a while, spread the quilt for him and went out, asking him to rest early. However, after drinking too much strong tea, Ximenlang, who was lying in the thin quilt, could not sleep.

Time passed slowly, and the night gradually deepened. Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open, and a petite and exquisite body crept over, lifted up the quilt, and got in as nimbly as a snake.


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