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Chapter 305 Xiao Yunlong

In the following time, I learned some relevant stories about him from the bearded old man.

For example, this temple is called Panlong Temple. A long time ago, there was indeed a group of eminent monks living in this temple, but later, they all died tragically at the hands of resentful spirits.

Also, although the long-haired old man doesn’t look very good, his name is quite domineering, Xiao Yunlong. It is said that he has a little wife with eighteen rooms in his family, and his life is so miserable... But what happened next?

I came to Yaolong Ridge just because my head was hot, and I haven't been out for twenty years. God knows which men the charming little wives in the eighteenth room have run away with.

Speaking of this, Xiao Yunlong beat his chest, but I knew in my heart that this old man was not simple. Being able to stay in Panlong Temple for twenty years was not something that ordinary people could do.

I asked the old man if he wasn't afraid of the resentful spirit. As a result, the old man winked and smiled a few times, saying that the mountain people had their own clever plans. A resentful spirit was nothing, and he, Xiao Yunlong, didn't even take it seriously.

I dismissed Old Man Xiao's bragging as a fart. I thought that if you were that powerful, you would still be trapped in Panlong Temple for twenty years, living off the wheat you grew every day.

Old Man Xiao stayed in Panlong Temple for twenty years. After eating the rations he brought with him at the beginning, he learned to grow wheat. After starving for many days and nights, he harvested the wheat and resowed it again. Finally, he was lucky enough to have some food.

...All these years, I have been living on the handful of wheat under the Buddha statue.

When Old Man Xiao said this, he burst into tears and told himself about his misfortunes over the years. When he got emotional, he also told me that the bite of barbecue just now was the most delicious meat he had ever eaten, and it dates back to his last time.

Eating meat was the same thing ten years ago. A few Captain Jin came in and ended up trapped here. Within a few days, they killed each other, and no one was left alive.

Although the old man Xiao who was hiding in the darkness did not take action, he picked up a few corpses in vain. The old man said that he would be really hungry, and no matter what was humane or inhumane, those corpses would later become his food...



When I said this, I suddenly felt a creepy feeling, and Mu Sixuan's expression changed even more. On the contrary, Old Man Xiao had a smile on his face, as if he didn't take cannibalism seriously.

After briefly communicating with the old man for a while, I realized that he was just a wretched old man!

For twenty years, I just didn't think about how to escape. The biggest pleasure every day was to draw erotic pictures.

In the words of the old man, when he was young, he could not get wet among thousands of flowers. He had control over the boudoirs of many good women and young widows... After being trapped in the Panlong Temple, he was idle and bored, so he simply

He painted all the masterpieces of his youth...so the spring pictures on the wall and in the little book are all by the same man.

I couldn't help but take another look at the handsome male protagonist in the novel, and then looked at the scrawny old man with a beard in front of him, and realized that this was totally wrong...

"Old man, were you really that handsome when you were young?" I asked.

Old Xiao straightened his body and said: "I'm not bragging, boy. When I was young, I was called Yushu Linfeng. Wherever I passed, countless girls would bend their waists. Even nuns would blush when they saw it... At that time

The Jianghu people gave me a nickname, Xiao Liuxiang."

"Xiao Liuxiang?" I squinted my eyes and said happily: "I think it's similar to Xiao Liuxiang. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such a shameless person. Old man, you've been here for twenty years, have you found anyone?

Any clues to Zhuge Liang’s tomb?”

A flash of surprise flashed in Old Man Xiao's eyes, and then he said with a smile: "What is Zhuge Liang's tomb? Why haven't I heard of it? Are you mistaken?"

"It's impossible to make a mistake. It's said that when the Seven Stars Song and corpses are everywhere, that's when Zhuge Liang's tomb is revealed. Now outside Yaolong Ridge, Zongzi is already rampant on Banished Mountain. Zhuge Liang's tomb should also be revealed..."

I said.

"Zongzi have appeared outside?" The old man was surprised, with a happy expression on his wrinkled old face.

But the old man still didn't answer me directly. He smiled and insisted that he had not seen any clues about Zhuge Liang's tomb...

Seeing that there was no way to ask, I was too lazy to say anything more. I thought that this old man must be a tomb robber. He accidentally ran into the Panlong Temple and was trapped for twenty years. His speech was a bit abnormal.

We simply camped at the old man's place. In order to lure the old man out, we consumed a lot of food and meat. Now that we think about it, it really hurts.

Most of the night, listening to Zhou Xiaoshe's thunderous snoring, I also felt sleepy, and fell asleep amidst Old Man Xiao's nagging words. Don't blame me for not respecting the old and loving the young. It's mainly because of this old man.

I have been trapped alone for so many years without anyone to talk to. Now that I am talking to you, I just want to say all the things I haven’t said in twenty years...

Early the next morning, I was woken up by a noisy sound. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Zhou Xiaoshe staring at Old Man Xiao with a vigilant look on his face. He said that if he hadn't woken up early, maybe we would have been together.

I was harmed by this old man.

When I heard this, I almost jumped up and beat Zhou Xiaoshe violently. Damn it, I didn't even see you move when I was working last night. As a result, I woke up this morning after I had enough sleep. How dare you say it's all your fault?

"Niubi, you are also a talented person. As soon as you lay down last night, your snoring didn't stop... Let the old man go quickly." I said angrily.

"Release? Why should I release the person I arrested based on my ability?"

As soon as Zhou Xiaoshe finished speaking, Old Xiao suddenly became unhappy.

Old Man Xiao's hands were held upside down by Zhou Xiaoshe, he bowed his waist and said angrily: "Young man, I advise you not to be so arrogant... I think back then, when I was roaming the world, you were just a little tadpole."

"What the hell? Tadpole?"

"Give you a chance, let me go quickly, otherwise you will suffer a loss." Old Xiao said calmly.

I crossed my arms and watched with joy as these two scoundrels, an old man and a young man, played tricks on each other.

"Old guy, if you continue to be arrogant, believe it or not, I will remove your old arm?" Zhou Xiaoshe said with a tigerish face.

"Hey, that's interesting. The last time you dared to talk to me like this, I guess the grass on the grave is almost as tall as you."

Old Xiao showed his big yellow teeth and smiled. Suddenly, before Zhou Xiaoshe could speak, Old Xiao turned around like a loach and came face to face with Zhou Xiaoshe.

"Little guy, remember, this trick is called rebirth!" Old Man Xiao said with a smile.

Before poor Zhou Xiaoshe could react, Old Man Xiao had already slapped his skinny palm on Zhou Xiaoshe's crotch.

"Be careful little guy, this is like a monkey picking peaches."

As Old Man Xiao's palm fell, a tragic cry suddenly sounded from Zhou Xiaoshe.

Looking at the sad scene in front of me, I couldn't help but sigh: Oh, poor Niubi...


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