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Fatty Lei and I tensed up, as if we were fighting a group battle. Seventh Uncle had overworked himself and knelt on the stairs for such a long time. He immediately signaled Fatty Lei with his eyes. Fatty Lei grabbed the Taoist's collar with his hands and lifted him to the side.

I rushed in through the opening and pushed my way through the crowd. I saw a lanky, well-dressed man, dressed in a Taoist robe that didn't even reach his feet, shaking hands with Seventh Uncle. He had a pointed piston in his mouth, his eyes were long and narrow, and his thick eyebrows were very eye-catching.

Seventh Uncle turned his head and looked at me. "Huang Quan, you are not to be disrespectful."

Fatty Lei also ran in, with a few daoists chasing behind him. The Daoist stopped them with his hands, "It's okay, get out!" These people are all esteemed guests. " The Daoist turned his head and smiled, "Brother Qi Chuan, please forgive me for not coming down to greet you. I hope you can forgive me."

Seventh Uncle's face was sullen, but his tone was polite. "We came presumptuously, so I hope we didn't disturb Junior Brother Lin Xiao's blessing to expel this calamity."

Ling Xiaozi laughed out loud as he tossed the horsetail whisk to his elbow, "Men, bring a few distinguished guests to rest. Shixiong Qi Chuan, after I finish my magic chores, we'll go to the back hall to meet up."

A few Daoists led us to the back of the hall. In a guest room, there was a light, delicate, ancient, and fragrant smell of medicine. The Daoists used medicine to treat Seventh Uncle's wounds.

I moved closer to him, "Seventh Uncle, this Ling Xiaozi is the current Sect Leader, right? "Your junior apprentice-brother?"

When the Daoist child finished making the tea and left the room, Seventh Uncle stretched his knees and said, "This is over twenty years ago. When I was learning under the Dao Tomb Zhenren, Ling Xiaozi did not have a Daoist title, he was only a little Daoist boy. If he did not speak, I really would not be able to remember."

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Ling Xiaozi walked into the reception room, clasped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Qi Chuan, forgive me, forgive me."

Seventh Uncle stood up and said, "No, no. Actually, the reason I came here today was because I didn't want to enter. Junior Brother, may I ask if Daoist Master Dao Tomb is still in the Dragon Gate Cave?"

Ling Xiaozi revealed a smile, "Master likes to roam the wild cranes all his life, so there's no fixed place to stay! Haha!" However, Senior Brother Qi Chuan came at the right time. One year ago, Master returned to the Dragon Gate Cave and has been in closed door cultivation. "

Seventh Uncle let out a sigh of relief and also found it difficult. I am currently encountering some difficulties. I would like to ask Master for some pointers from the elder. I wonder if Junior Brother can let me know. "

Ling Xiaozi also revealed a troubled expression, lowering his head and hesitating for a long time, "Master is eccentric, this …" "I see, there's no need to report anymore. Every morning, we'll go to the back of the mountain to deliver food to Master. Tomorrow …"

Seventh Uncle nodded. "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Suddenly, his gaze turned cold, and the whisk between his elbows also flew up with the wind, his fingers piercing towards Seventh Uncle's chin. Seventh Uncle's eyes widened, and he quickly reacted, raising his hand and placing it in front of his chin, he blocked the two incoming fingers. The two of them did not stop, they fought back and forth, and after a few moves, both sides finally took a step back.

Ling Xiaozi smiled as he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother has been away from the Dragon Sect for more than twenty years, but your skills are still outstanding."

Seventh Uncle took a deep breath and said, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed. Junior Brother Ling Xiao's skills are improving day by day. Thank you for your leniency just now."

Ling Xiaozi nodded, "It's already past noon. I will instruct someone to prepare lunch for the guests. Please wait a moment."

After Ling Xiaozi left the room, Fatty Lei placed Seventh Uncle on a chair, "Seventh Uncle, the way you two Martial Brothers have reunited after so long is very special!"

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Seventh Uncle's forehead. "Daoists have this kind of rule, but we've never met in this way. We've come at the wrong time."

"How so?"

"Sending blessings and taking revenge is held every eight years. In seven days, the day of the Sect Leader's election will be upon us. Now that I've appeared, ah …" Seventh Uncle wiped the sweat off his face.

I lowered my head. "Seventh Uncle, is there a problem with Taoist Ling Xiao?"

Seventh Uncle's eyes widened. "You also saw through it?"

I nodded. "It is possible. This is not only because of the sect head's general election. Does Daoist Master Dao Tomb have any secret manuals that he has yet to impart to us?"

Seventh Uncle nodded. "Everyone, be careful. Be alert tonight."

In other words, they only eat two meals a day, breakfast and lunch. In the evening, Seventh Uncle and Yin Ji would be fine, but Fatty Lei and I would be unable to keep an eye on them. "Hey, brother, there must be some game here at the back of the mountain.

At first, I didn't want to stir up trouble. After all, it wasn't peaceful here, but I couldn't resist Fat Lei's gesticulating, barbecuing, stabbing, and stomach rumbling. Finally, I couldn't resist the temptation to get out of bed in my shoes.

Just as he opened the door, Seventh Uncle who was next door came out and shouted, "Where are you two going?"

At this moment, I had a tacit understanding with Fatty Lei and we replied in unison, "The toilet!"

Seventh Uncle sighed and said, "The Dao Family cultivates the mind and nature. They cultivate the law and do not taint this place. Go far."

Hey! Everything could not escape Seventh Uncle's eyes. Fatty Lei and I lowered our heads in shame and left through the small door. We went to the back of the mountain. Since we set off in a hurry, we didn't bring any flashlights or any other equipment.

After walking in the mountains for an hour, we were unable to find anything. The visibility was poor, so we could only hear a few birds chirping. Just when Fatty Lei and I were about to return, we heard a "Si …" "Hiss …" The ground creaked.

This sound was not unfamiliar. It was the sound of a snake flicking its tongue.

My nerves immediately started to get excited. Like Fatty Lei, I leaned back and listened quietly. There really wasn't much oil in my stomach. I hadn't had a proper meal these past few days. If I could fight a snake, it would be like New Year's.

We slowly approached the source of the sound. Suddenly, Fatty Lei's body froze for a moment. I hurriedly looked towards his direction. Whoa! It was a large snake, as thick as an arm, coiled on an ancient tree, and its dark eyes were fixed on us.

Fatty Lei and I were already familiar with the method of capturing prey. After going through so much trouble to catch weasels, I smiled and said to Fatty Lei, "Keep the snake gall, I'm useful."

Fatty Lei nodded his head and slowly moved to the side. I took a step forward to attract the snake's attention, both of my hands pressing down so low that the snake's eyes followed my hands and moved down slowly. When my hands touched the ground, Fat Lei tied a vine to the side, and when the snake's head was lowered to a certain degree, the vine sheath suddenly coiled around the snake's head and tightened! Pulling back, he pulled the snake off the tree.

I picked up a huge rock and smashed it down towards its head. The snake's body fiercely resisted and curled up into a ball, not wanting to give it a chance to escape. It was unknown how many pieces of rock I smashed into a two meter long snake until its head became flat.

Fatty Lei breathed heavily and sat on the ground, "Huang Quan, you are really ruthless. Didn't you say that you don't kill people?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Snakes belong to the Four Immortals. If you don't kill it, you will be found sooner or later."

Fatty Lei took out his military knife and cut off the head of the snake. The two carried the snake to the stream and skinned it. After cleaning its internal organs, they built a fire and cut the snake into pieces.

Borrowing the light from the bonfire, I look at the snake skin that has been stripped off and emit a faint green light. Due to my craving, all of my attention is focused on the oily snake meat, so I didn't think much of it.

The snake's meat was fresh and tender, but it didn't have any seasoning or taste, which didn't stop us. In less than half an hour, the large snake had been bitten to the bone by us.

In the wild of midsummer, lying by the stream listening to the flowing water after eating your fill is such a satisfying thing!

After lying down for a while, I felt an itch in my throat and my mouth was dry. As I was wondering, I sat up and saw Fat Lei kneeling by the stream. His head was in the water and he was drinking water.

Just as I was about to squat down and drink the water, I found that Fatty Lei was like a bottomless pit, pouring water into his mouth. He drank the water in one gulp after another, getting stronger and stronger.

How could this be? There was no salt in the snake meat, so there was naturally no taste. Why was it so thirsty? At this moment, I suddenly realised something was wrong. As I looked at the snake skin that was glowing slightly with a green light, cold sweat instantly flowed down my back.

He quickly went forward to pull Fatty Lei back, and saw that he was lying on the ground. His abdomen had already swelled up, but he acted like he was possessed. In the blink of an eye, he climbed to the side of the stream and started pouring again.