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Fatty Lei nodded, "Big brother, you just came back last night and fell asleep!"

I smiled. "Do you have a beautiful dream lover?"

Fat Lei forced a bitter smile and said embarrassedly, "Don't tell others! Old Nai saw it! "It looks like it was carved from the same mold as Fan Bingbing."

Looking at Fat Lei's unsatisfied expression, which still held some hope, I smirked. "Hey, do you want to meet with Fan Bing Bing again tonight?"

Fat Lei didn't hesitate and used all his strength to nod at me. She really wanted to slap him with her big mouth, "Alright, don't regret it. I'll invite her over tonight."

Fatty Lei quickly grabbed my hand, "Brother, I was joking! You can't just watch me die! "

"How many times did you do it last night!"

Fatty Lei did not have any intention of blushing and did not hesitate to tell me, "You should at least do it more than ten times! How did it end? I'm broken. "

Over ten times, even if he were fatter, his life would still be tough enough to survive. I made him lie down flat and closed his eyes, thinking of nothing else, "Fatty, I will teach you a few chants that will help you to ease up. I will recite one, but you will learn a few. "It's hard to end Yin and Yang in a short period of time. Zhulu has not cultivated for many years, and if you can reach the Yin and Yang principle, then the heavens and earth will be in your palm."

Fatty Lei finished reciting the first four sentences of the Superclass and his snores also sounded out, making him sleep soundly. I smiled, if it was a normal person who had finished reciting the four chants and had a complete understanding of the situation, they would have already had their delusions or despairing expressions. Fatty Lei was able to sleep peacefully in sleep, thinking that no matter how talented he was, he was still not an ordinary person.

Fatty Lei was sleeping soundly. In the middle, Ling Xiaozi came over to ask about the situation and what we need?

Just as Ling Xiaozi was about to leave, he turned around and looked at me strangely, "Benefactor Huang, the area around Dragon Gate Mountain is not so peaceful. When there's nothing to do, it's best not to go out."

My face instantly turned cold. The meaning behind my words was so profound that it almost broke a window. I suppressed my anger and said, "Taoist Ling Xiao has reminded me that junior will definitely pay attention."

"Alright, Benefactor Huang, come look for me in the main hall if you need anything." Ling Xiaozi bowed slightly.

"Wait a minute!" I took a step forward to block his path, "Taoist Ling Xiao, your Taoist skills are profound and your heritage is over a hundred years. If I may ask, why are there so many ghosts haunting the vicinity of Longmen Mountain?"

"Ha ha!" Ling Xiaozi's face revealed a sinister smile, "Benefactor Huang, to be honest, there are many Daoists in our sect, acting in the name of justice and chivalry is the rule our ancestors broke. Naturally, there are many ghosts that are offended, and this is the reason why I reminded you."

Humph! It was simply bullshit. He had the ability to fool primary school students and boast. He could even compete with Fatty Lei. He was too lazy to waste his breath on him, so after a few simple words of thanks, he sent Ling Xiaozi away.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Seventh Uncle and Yin Jie returned with depressed expressions. There was no need to ask; they already knew that they had not found the Daoist Tomb. Fatty Lei was still sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

I moved closer to Seventh Uncle. "There's something wrong with Ling Xiaozi. I suspect that the situation we encountered yesterday was a trap set up by him."

Seventh Uncle's expression was cold. He didn't say anything and was silent for a moment. "Did you and Fatty Lei chat?" "What was it last night?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "That … He said it was Fan Bing Bing. "

Seventh Uncle and Yin Ji opened their eyes wide at the same time, sweating!

As the sun was setting, Ling Xiaozi walked back into Fatty Lei's room with a smile, "Senior Brother Qi Chuan, in a few more days, it will be the day of election for our sect's head. I hope that senior can stay as a witness."

Seventh Uncle immediately waved his hand and refused, "I'm very sorry, but we have important matters to attend to. We have to meet Dao Tomb Zhenren before we leave. Regarding the general election, in terms of ability and character, Junior Brother Ling Xiao will not let us go. The rest of us will probably not be able to catch up."

"Brother Qi Chuan, you are being too serious. The matter is not that simple and we all know that every election day, Master will be there, but he will never give us any advice. There will be a lot of disciples from the Dragon Gate, and I think on the day of the election, the True Martial Palace will be bustling with activity."

Now that the meaning had been revealed, Ling Xiaozi was still afraid of Seventh Uncle stealing his position. He did not know what was so good about hiding deep in the mountains and becoming the head of a Taoist priest while having tea and having light meals all day? Seventh Uncle shook his head. "Junior Brother Ling Xiao!" The reason why Dong Seven Chuan came back this time is very simple: he wants to meet and take me as his master. As for the general election, I've long since left my sect, so naturally, I wouldn't have any thoughts about taking the Sect Leader's position. Don't worry, Junior, I'm afraid my relationship with the Dragon Gate Sect is only on Master's level. "

"Senior Brother Qi Chuan misunderstood me," Ling Xiaozi nodded his head with a pleased expression, "I was not talking about you, as you know that above me, there were still a few other senior brothers who followed you in your studies. My intention was very simple, I wanted to ask Senior Brother Qi Chuan to stay a few more days, to help me out, and while Ling Xiaozi is well aware of Master's kindness, the Dragon Sect does not dare to say that they are getting more and more glorious, but it can also be considered to be orderly. I'm afraid that if the Sect Leader falls into the hands of evil, he will ruin the reputation of our Sect Leader."

Seventh Uncle really has no interest in Ling Xiaozi's pleasantries. What we want to know now is whether or not Ling Xiaozi was the culprit behind last night's incident, and the woman who went to the lightning bed at night.

Listening to his long speech, Seventh Uncle became more and more annoyed. "Everything needs to be decided after meeting Master."

Seventh Uncle stiffly ended the conversation. After Ling Xiaozi left, he said, "Fatty Lei didn't die. I think that tonight, that woman who went to bed might come again."

At night, I didn't sleep. I opened the door a crack and stared at Fat Lei's room. Besides, I didn't put any restrictions on it. It was to capture him alive.

Fatty Lei slept for an entire day. When he woke up at night, he was lying on the bed exhausted. I had to serve him even when he was eating, so he probably wasn't asleep yet. It was 2 in the morning and I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes.

I slept very late last night, and today I've been watching Fatty Lei for the whole day. Uncle Seven next door must be in the same situation. Just as I leaned against the door and was about to fall asleep, "Sou!" There was a slight sound, and it flew past my door.

Subconsciously, he woke up. A Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe leaned his ears in front of the door and listened. He could only see the Taoist's back, but I was sure that his young and tender body art was not Ling Xiaozi.

Don't know what he sneaky fat thunder door? Kill him to keep his mouth shut? Could it be that the female footprints from last night were intentionally arranged by Ling Xiaozi? Only interfering with our line of sight?

The Daoist Priest stood at the door and listened for a moment. Then, he looked around to make sure that the surroundings were completely quiet. He extended his hand to push at the door of Fatty Lei's room. The door was made of wood, so the Daoist Priest's movements were particularly slow.

Just as I was about to step forward and take him down, I suddenly saw a figure standing behind the Daoist Priest. The figure with long hair was sticking closely to the Daoist Priest's back.

My heart began to beat with it, and the woman's grave face, in the pale light of the moon, was very pale, without the slightest expression. The Daoist turned his head to meet the woman's cold, bone-piercing eyes, looked left and right, tilted his head, and let out a long breath.

The Daoist priest turned around, wrapped his clothes around himself, and reached out his hand to push open the door. The woman covered his eyes with her hands, and the Daoist priest was startled. When the woman took her hand away, the Daoist priest's eyes turned white and fainted.

The woman looked at the Taoist at her feet with an ice-cold expression. She bent down and pressed her mouth to the Taoist's nostrils and took a deep breath. A wisp of yellow smoke was sucked out from the Taoist's nostrils.

After absorbing the yang energy, he could still remember the twelve able-bodied men of Sun Caizhuang all dying like this! The Taoist in front of him did not know about the female ghost, which proved that what happened to Fatty Lei last night was not the doing of Ling Xiaozi. Absorbing yang energy? Sun Village? Could it be Li Ao Xue?

His heart suddenly palpitated. It was clear that the ghost girl's target was not the Daoist being at her feet. She reached out her hand to push open the door. "Creak!" The sound was exceptionally ear-piercing in the night.

Following that, there was another crunching sound as the door closed!

My heart beat faster and faster. At the same time, Seventh Uncle and I left the room. We looked at each other and looked at the dead body of the Daoist Priest. Cold sweat slowly seeped from our foreheads.