The threat of Sanniang's Secret poke made the old Taoist who had a little thought shiver and almost didn't roll down the ladder.

"No, I won't. how dare Lao Dao!"

After going down the tunnel and turning a few corners, I came to a secret room. There were several people in charge of it. They were just some Taoist disciples who had not been taken away by fawn.

As soon as the door opened, the people inside became angry. "Master, why did you shut us here? What did we do wrong? What about the other brothers? "

The old Taoist got out of the way. Sanniang and Xuanyuan appeared in front of several people behind him: "don't roar. Your master sold you to the devil. Your brother has lost his soul."

Sanniang said angrily, then grabbed the old Taoist's back collar and pulled it over, "are these the only ones? Where are the others? "

The old Taoist shrank back, "they... They have been taken away..."

"By whom?"

The old Taoist refused to talk again.

"Hey, I said your skin itched again. Would you like my little centipede to scratch you?" Sanniang began to roll up her sleeves and then called out.

"Little centipede..."

"Don't, don't..." the old Taoist looked at the centipede, and he didn't dare to move.

"It's a fairy. He took it with him."

"Immortal long?" Sanniang and Xuanyuan exchanged a look.

Xuanyuan Qi came up to him and said, "What immortal, how can you know each other?"

"I..." the old Taoist weakly wanted to clap open his hand, but it was the same as the iron welding dead, still, but gave up.

"A few years ago, I found that my life was coming to an end, so I prayed every day in front of the stone statue, hoping that the Bodhisattva would soon pity me and let me live a few more years.

One day, the stone statue suddenly moved, his eyes opened and his mouth spoke. He told me that he was moved by his religious practice, so he could give me another chance to live.

However, this life is not so easy to have. If you want to have a long life, you have to borrow from others. "

Seeing that the old Taoist began to speak, Xuanyuan Qi let go and stood aside.

The old Taoist sat down decadent: "he first gave me a pill of elixir. After I took it, I really felt refreshed. My old body was much younger. Since then, I began to catch people and give them to the fairy head in exchange for elixir."

"Did he say what kind of immortal he was? Or what kind of monster is he? That's what you believe? " Sanniang asked incredulously.

"Why not? No matter whether he is a fairy or a monster, as long as he can let me live, what does it matter? You are still young, and you don't know what it's like to see yourself dying... "

The old Taoist looked very decadent, as if he had foreseen his own fate.

Xuanyuan Qi directly kicked the old Taoist on the waist: "don't pretend to be dead here, say, how do you trade, and how do you meet?"

The old Taoist lay on his stomach and saw that several disciples in the dark room were looking at him sarcastically. He could not put down his face. He twisted his face and said, "usually the goods are put here. I will put incense in front of the stone statue and then call. Generally, he will appear in a stick of incense, and then... He will take it away when he leaves..."

It's just that it has become like this. There's nothing to say more or less. If the fairy is really capable, these people can't catch him.

"Let's go and make incense. Today I have to catch this funny thing!" He grabbed the old Taoist's collar and went out.