() Hearing Ximen Qing say that he had made a mistake, Lao Qintou chuckled: "Young people, please don't talk nonsense. I am almost eighty this year, and I have never made a mistake before."

Halfway through Lao Qin's words, he saw Ximen Qing take off a piece of mutton-fat jade pendant from his waist, hold it in his right hand, and use his left hand to make a magic trick with unusual grace!

The jade pendant suddenly lit up, suppressing the rising sun for a moment. The people on the table were all white in the light, and Lao Qin's face was even more pale.

"ri!" One of the villagers was speechless and spat out the word. He immediately felt that something was wrong and hurriedly changed his words.

"sun!"

Someone around him immediately retorted: "Nonsense, the sun is clearly in the sky, how can it set?"

Looking at the surprised old Qin Tou, Ximen Qing was very satisfied. He had obviously grown a lot during this time.

From the brightness of just a few dozen watts at the beginning, to the current level, although it cannot last for a long time, it is already shocking enough.

Immediately, Ximen Qing felt that his mind was draining away acceleratingly, so as soon as he pinched the magic formula, the light of the Lei Gong Stone gradually dimmed, and under the attention of everyone, it returned to an ordinary mutton fat jade pendant.

"immortal!"

"Only gods can do this!"

If it weren't for the actions of the nervous villagers around them, the porters would have wanted to get up and kneel down to worship the living god in front of them.

"Old man, what do you say?"

Ximen Qing put away the magic formula and looked at Lao Qintou with some pride.

To his surprise, Lao Qintou did not pay homage. Instead, he straightened his face and loudly ordered: "Knock the gong! Call everyone here, don't let this demon escape!"

Some villagers conjured up a small gong from nowhere and started beating it vigorously.

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Come on, please don't take the evil path!"

"Bring the blood of Tiankui!"

Before long, there were no longer fifty-eight people gathered, but hundreds of people.

And the number of people is increasing.

No need to look, the entire yard has been fenced off.

The men had sharp knives and whistle sticks in their hands, and there were also a few plain knives in the crowd; Sun Erniang even saw some village women joining in with rolling pins in their hands.

Unexpectedly, the display of the spell would cause such a big reaction. Ximen Qing frowned slightly. There was no guarantee.

Tiankui blood is a legendary dirty thing used to deal with sorcery. What did Lao Qintou think of himself?

Not only that, when the big rooster and black dog also entered the scene and several sharp knives were set up, Ximen Qing finally couldn't help but said: "Can you wait?"

"No!" Lao Qintou decisively waved his hand, and the chicken's and dog's heads fell to the ground, and the extremely fresh rooster's blood and black dog's blood flowed into the wooden basin that had been prepared long ago.

It seems that chicken and dog meat will be eaten soon.

"Tell me!" Lao Qin slapped his head on the table: "What is your relationship with that demon Lin Lingsu? Why did you come to our Qinjia Village!"

Seeing the extremely nervous Lao Qintou mention the familiar name Lin Lingsu, Ximen Qing suddenly remembered something.

Song Huizong's man liked this kind of mysterious things the most, and Lin Lingsu was best at the magic of magic. Song Huizong seemed to have given him the title "Mr. Tongzhen Daling", and he really regarded Lin Lingsu as a god.

Character.

Of course, when this name was mentioned by Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng, he was called "Taoist scum" with contempt!

But how did a person like Lao Qintou know Lin Lingsu and call him a demon?

Moreover, judging from Lao Qintou's tone and his great grudge against Lin Lingsu, Ximen Qing also became a key target of suspicion.

Looking at the villagers who were preparing to use Tiankui blood, rooster blood, and black dog blood to deal with him, Ximen Qing looked up to the sky and laughed: "Old man, who is Lin Lingsu? Which sect is he? All my skills come from Erxianshan.

Come on, you must have heard of Mr. Luo’s name, right?”

"What, Master Luo!" This name obviously aroused the great attention of Lao Qintou: "Of course I have heard of Master Luo."

"You said you learned it from Erxian Mountain, do you have proof?"

This question makes Ximen Qing a little embarrassed. Although he has learned some "Tiangang Five Thunder Methods", they are all quick methods. How can he demonstrate them in person to dispel Lao Qintou's concerns?

If he patted Old Qin on the shoulder and transmitted some thunder and lightning power from the thunder stone, the eighty-year-old man would have a cardiac arrest and immediately belch.

Fortunately, Ximen Qing still has a few armored horses beside him. They were either drawn by Gongsun Sheng or Fan Rui. I hope Lao Qintou can recognize the goods.

Seeing Ximen Qing take out the armored horse from his arms, Lao Qintou's eyes suddenly lit up.

"There is a door."

Ximen Qing put the armored horse gently on the table: "The old man is well-informed, can he recognize this thing?"

Old Qintou calmed down, picked it up and looked at it carefully: "God's walking method! I haven't seen such a rare thing in decades."

"Old Ancestor, here" the villagers nearby waited respectfully for Old Qin's order.

Lao Qintou put down his armor and horse, waved his hand lightly and said: "Go and do whatever you have to do now that we have withdrawn."

The surrounding villagers all looked happy. After all, Ximen Qing and others seemed difficult to deal with, especially Wu Song. If they really fought, they would be killed or injured.

Old Qintou looked at Jia Ma again and handed it back to Ximen Qing: "Young man, come with me. There are some things that are difficult to say in person."

Seeing that they couldn't make any more trouble, the surrounding villagers dispersed.

Ximen Qing signaled to Wu Song, Sun Erniang and others to wait here with peace of mind, and he followed Lao Qintou into the house.

Old Qintou went to close the door of the house in person, then threw away his crutch and sat down, smiling: "Little old man, I have been here in Qinjia Village for decades, and there are quite a few merchants passing by, but one like you is unique. I am a talented person.

It's hard to talk, but this time you can tell me, why do you have to travel all night? The car is carrying wine? It's really rare to have magic at such a young age. Where did that horse come from? "

When Ximen Qing saw that Lao Qin had asked several questions in one go, there was no need to hide it, so he immediately told what happened at Happy Forest yesterday.

Old Qintou heard this and nodded and said: "You are quite smart, you traveled all night. This is already the boundary of Huaizhou, and even if there are pursuers from Mengzhou, it will be too late. The little old man gave up drinking decades ago and wants to

Otherwise, I really want to have a taste of your Jingyangchun, what is the difference?"

"Old man, I think your Qinjia Village is more than just an ordinary village?" Ximen Qing thought for a while and said, "Old man, you also know Sun Erniang's father, and you can see the inheritance from my second brother's sword-holding skills.

Not to mention that Jia Ma, who knows the magic of magic, must have been a good man when he was young!"

Old Qintou listened with excitement and was very pleased with Ximen Qing's flattery: "Of course. There have been few households in this village for decades. It was only after I took root here that the number of people slowly increased.

"

"To be honest, if you had rushed into the village a few decades ago, I'm afraid not a single one of you would have been able to escape." Old Qintou looked at Ximen Qing, as if recalling the past years: "In just a few decades, all of you would have died.

I'm the only one left, a bad old man, to hold on."

When Lao Qintou said this, he smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe one day I will never be able to get up again."

"But I still have something to worry about. We happened to meet each other today. Maybe there is some arrangement somewhere. Why don't I leave it to you?"

"What's the matter with me, old man, but it's okay to talk about it." Ximen Qing became interested. This old Qin Tou was obviously a powerful figure when he was young. I wonder what Lin Lao is worried about?

"This matter of concern should have been handled by the little old man himself, but in the past ten years, his legs and feet have been inconvenient, and he has become lazy." Old Qin's eyes wandered, looking at the dust flying in the beam of light from the window: "Where to start?

Okay"

Ximen Qing regretted that he had just agreed. This old Qintou is eighty years old. Who knows where to start and when to end?

As old people get older, they all like to chatter, and they like to talk about all the proud things they did when they were young.

Fortunately, Old Qin paused and did not start talking about his own glorious deeds decades ago, but went directly to the topic.

"More than 20 years ago, someone in the village picked up an abandoned baby from outside. He was a man with a handle." Old Qintou squinted his eyes and said, "It was the little old man who made the decision to take him in and raise him until he was five or six years old.

If you are smart, you can learn whatever you teach."

"Everyone in the village liked him, but the little old man was good at teaching boxing and kicking, but he couldn't read and write. So when he was seven years old, the little old man went to Bianliang, Tokyo, and entrusted the child to a man from that year.

raised by his brothers.”

"It's been almost twenty years. I don't have any requirements. I just want to see what this child will be like before I leave. If he has any future, I would like to go back to Qinjia Village and give him a gift.

Farewell."

Ximen Qing remembered that he had just passed by a corner of the yard, but there was a coffin, which must have been prepared a long time ago.

"Old man, has that child never come back to see you?" Ximen Qing couldn't help but ask.

Lao Qin opened his toothless mouth and said with a smile: "He has his own future. Why are you waiting for him to come back? I guess your wine is going to be shipped to Bianliang, Tokyo, so I beg you shamelessly."

Please give me a message."

"The old man's guess is good." Ximen Qing nodded and said: "I wonder where I will look for this person when I arrive in Bianliang, Tokyo? Where is the old man's brother?"

At this point, Lao Qintou laughed a little embarrassedly: "Ah, look at how old I am, and I have left something important behind."

Immediately afterwards, Lao Qin stood up with a cane and went to rummage in the cabinet next to him. When he came back, he had something in his hand, which was wrapped several layers of cloth.

Seeing Lao Qin's trembling fingers unfolding one layer after another, Ximen Qing took the initiative to help.

"The place where my brother lives is very easy to find, but it's not easy to get in." Lao Qintou finally unfolded the last layer and gently held the thing in his hand: "But with this thing, you can go in. This thing is placed on

The little old man has been here for decades and it is of no use, so you can just pay it back for the little old man."

As he spoke, Lao Qin stretched out his hand in front of Ximen Qing's eyes and said, "That place is called Huangcheng Division. You can find out the place just by asking anyone."

What was displayed in front of Ximen Qing was a waist badge.

Although the patterns were different, Ximen Qing could still recognize it at a glance. This belt must have come from the Imperial City Division.

"The child's name is Qin Feng." Old Qintou looked very happy: "I gave him this name, so he wouldn't forget that he was picked up by Dafengtian. What do you think?"

Romantic Prince Ximen Qing:

Chapter 195 The child blown by the strong wind:
Chapter completed!