Zhou Huaqing was sitting in the teahouse, leisurely drinking tea and playing chess with Dazhuang.
"Da Zhuang, do you know how to play chess? Why do you move like that?"
Da Zhuang, who was standing on the other side of the chessboard, looked at the chessboard swept by the wings with an innocent look on his face.
Didn’t you ask me to come?
I won’t play!
Blame me!
Zhou Huaqing pushed the chess piece aside and said, "No more, no more. When will Xu Yi and Zheng Yibai come back? It's so boring."
Others were leisurely browsing their phones, drinking tea, and chatting, looking very comfortable.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and Zhou Huaqing suddenly felt a strange breath, and he looked out the window suddenly.
"Something is wrong, be careful." Zhou Huaqing said, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Da Zhuang also noticed something was wrong and stared at the door.
Xiao Jin was in the fish tank, feeling very restless and spinning in circles.
Zhou Huaqing frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart.
Suddenly, all the doors and windows of Wutang Teahouse closed at the same time.
"What's going on? What are the people from the Taoist Association doing?"
"Someone come, waiter!"
"Brother, I'm scared!"
"Who? Stop playing tricks!"
"The natural world of heaven and earth disperses the foul air, the mysterious void in the cave shines brightly, and the Tai Yuan is shining."
A ball of light suddenly appeared and covered everyone in the Wutang Teahouse.
"Dear old friends, how are you?"
On the top floor of the teahouse, an old Taoist priest in a black robe and a young woman in red were slowly walking down the stairs.
The old Taoist priest exuded a mysterious aura, and his black robe fluttered gently in the breeze.
What was most striking was his strange face. Half of his face was covered with wrinkles and cracks, like dry old tree bark.
But the other half of the face was completely different, as smooth and delicate as a young man's, without a single wrinkle.
This strange contrast makes the old Taoist's face even more mysterious.
The young woman was very beautiful, with a delicate and small face, big watery eyes looking straight ahead, her hair tied up neatly, but there was no expression on her face.
Everyone's attention was drawn over.
The young people looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be asking, who are these two people?
"Bai Jingqing? Why isn't he dead yet?"
When Zhou Qinghua saw that face and then looked at the old Taoist priest coming down the stairs, his eyes suddenly widened and he muttered softly.
"Who is Bai Jingqing?" Xiao Jin muttered in the fish tank.
"That old Taoist priest makes me feel uncomfortable!"
Dazhuang quietly hid behind Zhou Qinghua, shrinking his body to reduce his presence.
"Bai Jingqing! It's you! You did it? What do you want to do?" A vicissitudes of life voice came from the left corner of the hall.
Bai Jingqing walked down the stairs and looked at Zhang Heyi.
"Master Zhang, how are you? Don't worry, I want to catch up with you all. It's been so many years, and you all still look so young!"
"I have nothing to say to you! We are not familiar with each other!" Zhang Heyi was a bearded uncle with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He stared at Bai Jingqing angrily.
Bai Jingqing patted his clothes and said, "Zhang Heyi, you are still so irritable. You are already an old man over fifty years old. Why don't you learn to be more polite?
Let me see which old friends are here. Zhou Qinghua, you're not dead yet!
Brother, your legs, tsk tsk, quickly ask your disciples to push a wheelchair for you, don’t get tired!
If I die of exhaustion, who can I seek revenge on?
Don't stare at me with those innocent eyes of yours, it makes me sick!"
"Bai Jingqing, what do you want to do? If you want revenge on me, then come after me. Why are you attacking these innocent people?"
Bai Jingtang stood up with the help of a cane and stared at Bai Jingqing.
"Master, are you okay? Your legs are not in good condition, please sit down first." The young man next to him quickly pushed a chair over and asked Bai Jingtang to sit down.
"Xiaoqing, learn from them and look at others." Bai Jingqing said to the girl in red next to him with a smile.
The girl in red, Xiaoqing, nodded expressionlessly.
Bai Jingtang glared at him, "Shut up, you have no right to speak here."
The young man lowered his head and dared not speak anymore.
The black-robed Taoist priest Bai Jingqing walked around the hall and said slowly, "Let me see, this exchange meeting is quite interesting. The koi fish, the robots, my dear brothers, my old friends, and the endless stream of young people are all gathered here!
Perfect, they're all here, saving me the trouble of searching for them one by one!"
"Bai Jingqing, if you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, fart quickly. Why are you just talking nonsense here and reminiscing about the past?
"Whether you want to fight or compete, it's up to you! Hurry up!"
Zhang Heyi rolled his eyes, took out his whisk and waved it.
Bai Jingqing turned his withered face towards Zhang Heyi and said grimly, "Don't worry, Master Zhang, I haven't seen you for 10 years. I have a lot to say to you all.
Don't you have anything to say to me?
I owe this face of mine to you, do you think I can just let it go like this?"
Seeing that several people were arguing fiercely, the robot Xiaoxue quietly moved her body and moved towards the corner.
"Stop it, old man! You want revenge? Just the two of you? You're not good enough."
A young man stood up and started to attack Bai Jingqing.
Before Bai Jingqing could react, the girl in red instantly appeared in front of the young man and attacked him so quickly that only a few afterimages were left.
"ah……"
The young man was knocked several meters away, knocking down a pillar, spitting blood from his mouth and falling into a coma.
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