Before Mochou could stage a scene of reunion after a long separation, the old woman pushed Mochou away and said coldly: "Mochou, how did the master teach you? Have you forgotten that the essence of "*" is to suppress the seven emotions and six desires? You have always loved to make trouble when you were young. It's still like this. If I had known this, I would never let you go down the mountain no matter what I said."

Mochou's enthusiasm was extinguished by the old woman's head, and she stood beside her pouted. The old woman turned her head and said to Xiaolongnu who was amused by Huang Rong, "Long'er, why did you forget what the master said? Who made you laugh?" Xiaolongnu quickly stopped laughing, broke free from Huang Rong's arms, and stood quietly on the side of the master.

Huang Rong was also full of unhappiness when she was fussed like this and glared at the old woman fiercely. Fortunately, she knew that her injuries were required by this old woman, otherwise she would have retorted with Huang Rong's personality. She hadn't seen this old woman for more than two years and found that she was becoming more and more perverted. Xiaolongnu is such a cute little girl, now she is at the age of carefree and crying and laughing casually, and she is forced to become an expressionless wooden doll by her. It is really infuriating.

Although he cursed the old woman in his stomach inhumane, he still smiled and bowed, "Uncle Lin, boy Yang Kang has given you a greeting. Uncle Lin is so energetic that he must not only recover from internal injuries, but also his martial arts are even higher. It is really gratifying."

"I can't talk about going up to the top, I'm just making a little progress." The old woman's face slowed down when she heard this, and she was obviously very satisfied with my compliment. The old woman's expression made me even more disagreeable. I haven't even gotten rid of my emotions and desires, and I still taught my two apprentices a lesson seriously.

The old woman then spoke, "Yang Kang, why did you bring an outsider to the ancient tomb this time? Don't you know the rules of the tomb of the living dead?"

The old woman's attitude made me grit my teeth. This old guy turned his back as quickly as he turned his back. When the young master helped her treat her injuries, he claimed that I was "Kang'er". Now that the injury is healed, he calls me the name of my master, and talks about bullshit rules and does not give me any face. It is typical to destroy bridges when crossing the river. Although I was very unhappy with this old woman, I still kept my temper and answered respectfully: "Uncle Lin, Miss Huang was once injured by someone with feminine palm force, and the Guanyuan acupoint has been blocked. The boy learned in the notes of the ancestor that the cold jade bed in the tomb of the living dead can cause serious illness and cure terminal illnesses, so he specially wanted to use the cold jade bed to heal the wound. I also asked Uncle Lin to fulfill his wish."

The old woman snorted coldly, looked up and down at Huang Rong, and asked, "Who is this little girl? You are so nervous. Don't you know that this cold jade bed is a treasure of the ancient tomb and cannot be borrowed easily?"

This old thing is becoming more and more hateful. We just need to use our energy to heal our wounds. We don’t want to move the cold jade bed away, nor do we need to grind it and eat it. Is it necessary for her to whine here? Holding back the temper in her heart, she explained to the old woman: "Uncle Lin, this girl Huang is not an outsider to me. She is my fiancée, just like Mochou. I would like to ask Uncle Lin to be compatible with the ancestor of Quanzhen Sect."

"What's the same as Mochou? You have Mochou, you are still flirting with me. There is really no good thing for men in the world." The old woman was so angry that I was so angry that I was hitting her with pain. Not only me, but also Mochou, pointing at Mochou and cursing: "Those who are not good at being strong, this brat has changed his mind. You are still with him. The face of our ancient tomb has been thrown away by you."

Mo Chou looked unhappy and retorted: "Master, it's not what you think. Brother Kang has not changed his mind. He is still very good to me, and his disciple also likes Sister Rong'er very much." As he said that, he grabbed Huang Rong's hand. I felt very comforted. Although the two girls often quarrel, they still understand the importance of unanimousness to the outside world at critical moments.

"Okay, okay, since you are so unmotivated, I don't bother with you. Get out of here now and don't show up in front of me in the future." The old guy who was uneven in Mochou's breath stared at me again: "You guy, you don't want to borrow Hanyu bed. For the sake of saving me, I won't make things difficult for you. You can get out of here with these two stinky girls."

The negotiations have completely broken down, and I don’t have to call Uncle Master disgusted. I curled my lips and snorted coldly, "Senior Lin, I respect you as Mo Chou’s master, so I discussed with you. Please think twice. If you hurt the harmony, it will be bad." The old woman laughed instead of anger, stood up, and sneered, "So what if you hurt the harmony? Why, can you still force it to rob it?"

"Senior Lin is a martial arts senior, so he is naturally not a match for Senior Lin. But everything is not just a word of reason. Even if Senior Lin is very skilled in martial arts, he must not be unreasonable." If we can't do it, we can still talk, but if we don't believe it, you old guy.

"Hmph, stinky brat, it's useless to say that you're going to say the sky. This cold jade bed is my ancient tomb. I won't lend it to you. Nothing is unreasonable." The old woman said with confidence. Mochou, who was next to me, gently pulled my hand and gave me a wink, meaning that I would say something nice and not force her master. I also want to do this, but now it seems that Mochou's master is completely unreasonable. If he just begs, it will not work at all. At that moment, he can only shake his head apologetically.

I sorted out my thoughts and Lang Sheng said, "Senior Lin's words are wrong. As far as I know, this cold jade bed was made by the Chongyang Patriarch of my Quanzhen Sect, which was collected by the cold jade in the bitter and cold place in the extreme north. Back then, in order to treat your lady, Lin Chaoying, I lent it to you for your wife. Later, the Chongyang Patriarch and Lin Chaoying had a misunderstanding, and the cold jade bed was left in the ancient tomb. I believe that Senior Lin also knows this matter very well? So please return the cold jade bed to me Quanzhen Sect." As he said that, he clasped his fists and bowed.

There are real and false things in my words, but when the old woman was just a maid of Lin Chaoying back then, how could he fully know the twists and turns? What I said is reasonable, and the old woman couldn't help but believe it. The old woman was stunned for a moment and shook her head and said, "I don't know much about this matter. I only know that Han Yu Bed was an ancient tomb for a long time. What you said is that you guessed out of thin air and there was no real evidence."

Although the old woman denied it, her momentum was no longer as strong as before, and she was obviously unsure. I didn't expect this old woman to surrender for such a reason. This was just a blow to the old man's arrogance. She smiled slightly and said to her: "Well, since Senior Lin doesn't know the origin of the Han Yu Bed, we won't talk about this for the time being. I just want to ask if Senior Lin is clear about the origin of this tomb of the Living Dead?"

The old woman didn't know what I meant to ask, and hesitated to think about how to answer. Mochou said on the side: "This tomb of the Living Dead was won by the ancestor's grandmother-in-law from Wang Chongyang's bet, so we are called the ancient tomb school." The old woman hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said: "That's right, that's exactly what it is."

"It seems that everyone knows this." I looked at Mo Chou with appreciation, and then said, "Now the ancestor Chongyang and senior Lin Chaoying have both passed away. As a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I want to bet on this ancient tomb with Senior Lin again. I wonder what Senior Lin thought about it?"

The old woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, if you can beat me, I will move out of the ancient tomb."

This girl is not born, she is not as clever as Lin Chaoying. She just wants to solve the problem by force and not suffer any losses. I nodded immediately and said, "If I am lucky enough to defeat my senior, can everything be left in this ancient tomb?"

"You want to win too, hum..." The old woman looked at me disdainfully and said, "If I lose, I will not bring anything from this ancient tomb, and I will never go to Zhongnan Mountain again in this life." As she said that, she walked directly outside the ancient tomb.

Behind the old woman, Huang Rong said to me worriedly: "Brother, are you sure? Sister Mochou is so powerful, so isn't this person even more powerful? My injury doesn't have to be used for a cold jade bed. Brother, don't take risks." Mochou also frowned and said: "Brother Kang, you don't know about the master's martial arts. This time she was angry again. It must be very heavy. I'm really worried that you will be in danger." As he said that, he looked at the master far ahead and continued: "Or we will leave the ancient tomb first, wait for the master to calm down and try back?"

Knowing the care of the two women for me, I naturally had a lot of confidence. I gently held them in my arms and said with a smile: "When did I not know for sure, and I could only take action? You two are relieved. Although Senior Lin is very skilled in martial arts, he has been in this ancient tomb for a lifetime and has rarely had the experience of fighting with others. Besides, I have no use to keep a close eye on the kung fu. Even if the chance of winning this time is not 10%, he will still have 90%."

Seeing that I was so confident, the second woman was still a little worried, but she still stopped talking. After the three of them left the ancient tomb, Mochou's master had been waiting there. When he saw the three of them walking out with their hands, he was even more angry and said coldly: "Boy, you asked for it this time. Don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Don't be too slow there, hurry up and do it."

I smiled and let go of Mochou and Huang Rong's hands, untied the phoenix piano from my back, and pressed the mechanism, two long swords as thin as cicada's wings fell into my hands, and casually held a sword flower, turned around and said to the old woman standing with her hands behind her back: "Senior Lin, these two swords underneath are extremely sharp. If the senior meets empty-handed, I am really worried that it will cut the senior's hands. It is better to use weapons as well."

When Mo Chou's master heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He forced himself to rush forward and took action first. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Boy, stop talking nonsense there, do it." It was my purpose to make this old woman so angry. In anger, although the opponent's move would be heavier, the defense would be full of loopholes. Seeing that the timing was good, I whistled, jumped up in the air, and stabbed straight towards the opponent with both swords.

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