C88 (1/2)

Even Fatty Lei saw that there was something wrong with that. He stood in front of me and whispered to him, ”Seventh Uncle, this won't do if we continue to be like this. This old man is crazy, be careful of him taking advantage of you.”

Moreover, he has already lied to me once, so I definitely can't give it to him. However, Seventh Uncle can't go against his master's orders, so he pushed me away and reached out to snatch the cigarette case from me.

I stepped back, separating them. ”Seventh Uncle, let me say it.”

”Cough!” ”Ahem!” The Dao Tomb Zhenren's four feet were facing the sky as he laid on the stone floor. He indifferently said, ”Little Chuan, if you don't bring me the cigarette, I won't take care of you.”

Seventh Uncle frowned. I took a step forward and raised the cigarette in my hand. With a pinch, the cigarette case immediately changed shape. ”Old man!” If you make it difficult for Seventh Uncle, I'll destroy this box of cigarettes, and no one will be able to smoke. ”

The Dao Tomb Zhenren's eyes widened. With a rub, he jumped up from the stone slab and squatted on top of it. He then gave me a mischievous smile. ”Little Brother!” Don't be impulsive, you youngsters are just in high spirits. Come, come! Sit next to me. ”

The few of us surrounded him. Daoist Master Dao-Tomb patted the stone slab beside him, indicating that I should sit down. He happily looked at the twisted cigarette box in my hand. ”Little Chuan, squat down beside me. Don't run around!”

Seventh Uncle's face showed a burst of grievance as he obediently squatted beside Daoist Master Dao-Tomb.

I asked, ”Daoist Master Dao Tomb, how much do you know about the Ghost Infant?”

The Dao Tomb's interest was clearly not with the Ghost Infant and its gaze was fixated on the cigarette in my hand. After a long time, it raised its head and looked at me, ”Little brother, were you the one who brought out these straw bags earlier?”

I didn't say anything.

The Daoist Master of the Dao Tomb smiled and glanced at the cigarette case with a reluctant gaze. ”So young and yet he has such ability. In the future, he will definitely be extraordinary. But … ”Eh …” ”I don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is.” After saying that, he shook his head and smacked his lips.

I didn't have the mood to discuss how high the sky was and how deep the ground was. I rolled my eyes at him. ”Excuse me, can you tell us about the Ghost Infant? Where is it? It's important to us. ”

Daoist Master Taoist smirked at my cigarette case. ”Is it very important to you?” Oh, haha! Hahaha! ”It's not important to me. I've already finished smoking anyway, if you don't want to give me a cigarette, then go!”

After saying that, Daoist Master Dao-Tomb looked like a child as he squatted on the stone slab and shook his head. I sighed, so this old man actually didn't know anything. Since the ghost baby had nothing to do with him, why did he make it so difficult for us? He just wanted two cigarettes.

I was about to give it to him when a light flashed in the Dao Tomb Zhenren's eyes. In an instant, my hand was empty, and as for how he took it, I couldn't see it at all.

The mausoleum ran to a distance, took out a cigarette from its pack, bounced up and down, found a branch, rubbed at the soles of his shoes, rubbed off sparks, and lit up the cigarette. Heh! Even if you were Seventh Uncle's master, wouldn't I be able to snatch that thing away from my hands so easily? The spirit of the Martial Ancestor in the heavens, wouldn't he be able to chop me to death with a bolt of lightning on a clear day?

He immediately stood up, ”Yin and Yang are inexorable. Zhulu has not rested for many years. If you can attain Yin and Yang, heaven and earth are all in your palms!” Although I know that my speed isn't very fast, I am confident that I can compete with him in movement and chanting techniques.

In the blink of an eye, I was right in front of Daoist Master Daosi. The White Tiger beneath my feet charged forward, and Yu Zongdao sent out a kick like a flower. The kick flew towards the cigarette in Daoist Master Daoshen's mouth, causing his head to tilt backwards and scattering the ash at the tip of his cigarette.