The previous article said that Xin Han, Xia Bing and Pang Yong were the three of them. Because the mountain road was rugged and the horse could not move, they spent the night at the unknown short mountain. However, they did not expect that the cold wind suddenly rose and followed the cold wind, and there was still a vague joy and music from the silk and bamboo.

Pang Yong and Xia Bing are both people who are in the world. When the yin wind is there, they will notice that something is wrong. The yin wind is too abrupt, biting and cold, which is terrifying.

While I was alert, I saw two big red lanterns swaying towards this side in the distance. After a while, I saw two figures, one tall and powerful, and the other short and hunched.

Xia Bing looked at Xin Han: "Students, we won't hit ghosts anymore!"

Xin Han said funnyly: "Aren't you an exorcist? Why are you asking me?"

Xia Bing glared at Xin Han in anger, crouched on the ground, pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to deal with the sudden situation at any time.

Pang Yong listened carefully. When the other party reached a hundred steps, he suddenly said, "It's not a ghost, it's breathing, but it's a bit weird. One breathing is like a peerless master, and the other breathing is too rapid..."

A strange look appeared on Xia Bing's face. Xin Han stood up and stood with his hands behind his back: "No need to guess, these two are neither humans nor ghosts, but demons!"

When the two of them came just now, Xin Han saw a demonic aura in his body. His eyes were raised between his eyebrows and opened and closed in an instant. Then he saw that the tall and mighty one was an old turtle spirit, and the short and hunched one was a shrimp spirit.

When he was curious, he swept his mind and saw that there was a lake that was only a few miles away. A tower ship was parked on it, and the sound of the joy of the bamboo was from the tower ship.

Xia Bing suddenly realized after hearing Xin Han's words: "So it's a demon!"

She frowned: "It's all your fault for those who study. Otherwise, if I have a demon-seeking bottle, I wouldn't have known that the monster is coming!"

Pang Yong pressed the handle of the knife with his hand: "Those two seem to be coming for us!"

Xia Bing glanced at him: "There are no living people in this wilderness, except for the three of us? Isn't this a lice on the bald head? It's obvious!"

When the two figures walked fifty steps away from the three of them, they suddenly spoke loudly: "My master knows that there are distinguished guests coming to Xiaodongting. Please come on the boat as a guest!"

Pang Yong whispered loudly: "Thank you for your kindness, but we are inconvenient to disturb you. I will leave tomorrow morning!"

Xia Bing muttered, "Who knows if it's going to harm us!"

The burly figure seemed to hear what Xia Bing said, and snorted in dissatisfaction.

The short and hunched figure jumped up at the lamp and said, "Several distinguished guests, my master has no malice. I just heard that Mr. Xin has arrived here, and he prepared some wine to express his respect. I also asked a few people to move around and board the boat with the villain!"

Xia Bing and Pang Yong both looked at Xin Han. They pointed at him, but although they were worried, they couldn't interfere.

Xin Han said loudly: "Since your master is so hospitable, then meet him. Let's lead the way before, and the three of us will arrive later!"

The shrimp spirit bowed, turned around and walked towards the big man in front of him. Xin Han called Xia Bing and Pang Yong, each of them, and followed slowly, keeping dozens of steps away from the two fairies.

Hua Diao climbed towards Xiaowei, pointed to the front, and signaled her to follow. The little one jumped straight and fell from the tree, hiding among the plants and trees in an instant, without a trace.

The shrimp spirit and the old turtle spirit walked forward step by step, and no one spoke. The two big red lanterns seemed particularly strange under the moonlight.

Xia Bing was so scared that she asked Xin Han on the dark clouds covered the snow, "I'm a student, but I think there's a nest of fairies. Can you do it?"

Xin Han smiled faintly and said, "Are you two still there? You will be full after they eat you. Pang Yong and I will take the opportunity to run away!"

Xia Bing was so angry that she really wanted to punch his handsome face twice. When she turned around and saw Pang Yong with a smile on her face, she sniffed: "Why are you laughing at? I don't think you are a good person either!"

When Pang Yong joined the army in his early years, he had long put life and death aside. Among the three, Xia Bing was a little nervous, but when Pang Yong talked and laughed, he relaxed.

After walking for about several miles, a faint smell of water came from the air, and I saw a shimmering wave not far away, and a lake appeared in front of me.

On the shore of the lake, a three-story building boat was docked, with lights and colorful decorations, drums and music, and silk and bamboo. It seemed that some people were performing singing and dancing, and some people applauded, which was really lively.

The two fairies who were tall and short, who were leading the way, walked to the boat, stopped, and waited for Xin Han and others to come forward and said, "Please get off the horse and board the boat, be careful when boarding the boat. In addition to my master, there are several other distinguished guests!"

Xia Bing snorted: "Who else is there any distinguished guests?"

The short shrimp bowed: "I have a little inconvenience and I will naturally know after boarding the ship!"

The three of them left their mounts on the shore, and the young servant in green who ran off the boat was taking good care of them.

The two monsters led the way forward and went all the way to the top of the boat. They saw about ten meters of space on the upper floor, with butter lights lit around them. There was a singer and musician performing singing and dancing. I don’t know what the tone was.

The two monsters leading the way automatically stood aside when they arrived on the third floor.

On the main seat, an old man with white face and long beard seemed to be the master here, and a young man with a butler standing behind him.

There was a man and a woman sitting on the left hand of the old man. The man was a middle-aged man with a fierce appearance. He glanced over at a cold glance and made people feel cold all over.

The woman looked outstanding but gave people a charming feeling, not like a good family.

The master, when he saw Xin Han and the other two boarding the boat, nodded to this side, with a very arrogant expression. He reached out and signaled the three of them to sit down on the soft couch on the right hand, and then continued to enjoy the singing and dancing, shaking his head with the two men and women on the left hand, and patting his hands gently.

Xin Han smiled and signaled Xia Bing and Pang Yong to take his seat. As soon as the three of them sat down, a maid presented fragrant tea and then bowed and left.

After a while, after the singing and dancing, the old man with white face and long beard laughed and applauded the man and woman in a costume, and then looked at Xin Han and others and asked slowly: "Who is Mr. Xin!"

Xin Han clasped his fists at the old man and said, "It's Xin Han below. I wonder if you are..."

The old man didn't say anything, gently picked up the teacup and didn't say anything. The young man who looked like a housekeeper behind him said, "My master is the Shuijun of this little Dongting!"

The expression of words was as arrogant as the master, which made people feel bored.

However, when he said this, Xia Bing and Pang Yong looked awe-inspiring. Shui Jun is the name of Shui Ze River God. The man said that this owner is Shui Jun here, so wouldn't this be the lake god here?

The butler bowed to the two on his left, and then introduced: "This one is Lord Shanjun and his wife, Peach Blossom Fairy from Xiaoqingshan!"

Xia Bing and Pang Yong couldn't help but feel solemn. Those present were actually a lake god and a mountain god. I think that the small green mountain is the short mountain not far away.

Xin Han's face was as calm as before, and he asked softly: "Why don't you know Lord Shui Jun, please come here, what's the matter?"

This time the old man with white face and long beard spoke, and he heard him say, "The little god asked Mr. Xin to come here to seek affection and be a lobbyist for my old friend?"

Xin Han smiled: "I don't know who Mr. Shui Jun's old friend is, and what kind of affection can I get?"

The Shuijun smiled and said, "My old friend is the Dragon Demon King of the North Sea. Now he is visiting my Shuijun mansion at the bottom of the lake. He had some misunderstandings with his husband in the past. Now the little god is willing to mediate and resolve the grudge between his husband and his old friend?"

Xin Han was so happy that he attached himself to the table in front of him and laughed: "I said to Lord Shui Jun, do you know what kind of grudges I have with the Dragon Demon King? You just talked so blankly, and you just counted it?"

The Shui Jun looked at Xin Han, put down the teacup in his hand with a heavy face, and said in a dark voice: "Sir, just say you want or don't want it!"

Xiao Qingshan Jun snorted coldly, "Even if you have some skills, don't look at the situation around you?"

When Xia Bing and Pang Yong heard this, they hurriedly looked around and saw that the boat had left the shore at some point and had now reached the middle of the small lake.

Xin Han tapped the desk with his finger, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "Let's do this, after all, it's Shui Jun's mediation, and I'm not willing to give face. If you ask the dragon demon king to take out three innate spiritual treasures, let me forget about my affairs with it, what do you think!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Jun's face became colder, and Xiao Qingshan Jun was sucking in the air.

Not to mention three items, even one item is only in legend for this lake and mountain god.

Shui Jun slapped the table and said, "Sir, don't you give me such a face?"

Xin Han suddenly laughed: "If it were Yunmeng and Pengze's Water Lord, I would respect it to benefit the people. If you occupy this water bubble with a large phlegm, you dare to call yourself Water Lord. Let me give you face, what are you!"

Yunmeng is Dongting Lake, Pengze is Poyang Lake, and the water gods there are all appointed by the Heavenly Court. I don’t know how much larger the waters in the small lake. This water king calls himself Xiaodongting Water Lord, but in fact he is just a monster in this lake.

The Shui Jun's face changed, but before he could do it, the mountain god in Xiaoqingshan did it: "Wen Weng Li, I've told him that he did so much. I'll give this mouthful of blood to my old locust!"
Chapter completed!