Chapter 1197: Scared to death

The dilapidated cabin has a feeling of leaking on all sides.
Now this season, the temperature in the mountains is already very low. There is a stove burned in the house. Gao Ge and others sit around the stove. The fire yin sinks on everyone's face and brings a little warmth.
In the hands of Gao Ge and others, they all hold a cup of tea. Basically, everyone has a small gap in the cup, but the brush is clean.
The high priest named Luo Ya was sitting next to the singer, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and his face was wrinkled. When he smiled, every wrinkle seemed to be a smart snake stretching his body.
It can be seen that from the time of the meeting to the present, the high priest, the attitude towards the high song can be said to be respectful, and even some respectful, and the high song is now a little awkward sitting next to the high priest, the other party even When you sing, you can lower your voice and bend your body.
"I don't know if you came to our Miao village this time, is there anything?"
Gao Ge turned his face and looked at Dong Yi.
Dong Yiyi asked, "Does this also require me to translate?"
"..." Gao Ge said without words, "Do we know what your friend's name is?"
Dong Yi patted his head, and this came back to God. He quickly rushed forward and looked at the high priest. He said with a smile: "The high priest, I am the Dragon Pavilion. I used to come once, you remember Did you see me at that time?"
"You are..." The high priest looked blank and apparently could not remember.
Dong Yi’s heart is not a taste. Although the time has come for a long time, the main reason is that she saw the high priest at that time and only looked at it from a distance. The other party did not take her seriously. Even if she is a member of the Dragon Pavilion.
But this time they came to Miao Village, and the treatment they received was quite different.
The reason for this is because this time it was a high song with them.
The high priest in front of him also noticed the strength of singing high horror, and he was able to value them so much.
If not, she may not even have the opportunity to sit here.
As for the identity of the members of the Dragon Pavilion...
Hiding in this deep forest, how can these people take the Dragon Pavilion too seriously?
Gaoge is the lord of the Stars. Of course, his identity is here. It is not worth much. The reason why he can get the high priest’s interview and respect this degree is because Gaoge is an ancient martial art. The cultivator has even the ability to destroy the entire village. Such a master is naturally valued by the other side.
The high priest was a little embarrassed at this time.
Fortunately, Dong Yi continued to say: "The high priest, we came to your place this time because we had some troubles outside and needed some help."
The high priest glimpsed a little, turned his face and glanced at it, his eyes filled with surprise.
"The girl is laughing, there is a strong man like the power, what can we do to help?"
His idea is very simple.
The strength of Gaoge, he can feel it, this is a very powerful existence, if not, he will not be so mean.
Therefore, if the other party really encounters any troublesome things, then the strength of the opponent must be very strong, and how could it be that the people on their own side can help?
Dong Yi quickly thought about each other's explanation, and directly explained the purpose of his own waiting here.
"So, are you looking for the little girl of Soy?"
"Yes, the senior priests, don't know if Hessoy is in the village now?"
The high priest smiled and said: "This time, it is really unfortunate that you came here. Although Soy is in the village, she is currently reshending her life."
"Retreat?" Dong Yi heard this, people are a bit stupid.
Gao Ge has some doubts: "So she can't go out in advance?"
The high priest hurriedly explained to Gao Ge: "The power is not known. This refining of the life is a very complicated matter. Moreover, this life and the teacher are closely related, especially at this critical moment, if the little girl If you force a customs clearance, I am afraid that you will be countered by this life, and your life will not be guaranteed!"
Hearing this sentence, Gao Ge also subconsciously took a chill, and the Master is really a very dangerous profession.
"Then ask the high priest, how long is Soy going out?"
"Well..." The high priest did not immediately answer this question, but fell into meditation. After a long time, he began to speak. "This is actually not good.
Short for three days and long for half a month.

"So long?" Dong Yi looked down and didn't know what to say. He could only turn his face and look at the song.
Do you want to wait, the decision is entirely on the high singer.
Gao Ge coughed and said: "Don't we not be your friend? Can't you find another teacher here?"
"I am afraid this is not possible." Dong Yi said, "As far as I know, in this village, no one can leave the village except the high priest, the village head and the south rhyme."
"Nan Yun?"
"It is Soy, Dong Nanyun is her Han name."
"Why is she also named Dong?"
"Because I am the only friend she is outside!" Dong Yi said with some pride.
Gao Ge nodded and asked: "I don't understand, why only three of them can go out?"
On the other hand, the high priest said to the side: "The power is not known. This is because of the training of our veins. In this place, except for the village chief, the high priest, and the saint, no one can Access."
"The saint?" Gao Ge said differently, "That Dong Nanyun, is the saint of this village?"
"This is exactly the case!" Dong Yi said. "I already knew this, and the village head and the high priest could not go outside with us, so for now, we can choose Nanyun."
Gao Ge is also silent.
This is indeed a problem...
The high priest hurriedly said at this moment: "It is worse than this, great power, I will take you to rest first, rest and rest, what is the matter, tomorrow, let me see, how do you see?"
"Also, if that's the case, then trouble the high priest." Gao Ge arched his hand.
"No trouble, no trouble." The high priest called two villagers, all of whom were strong men, and told them to go to the house to sleep with a high song.
After the singer and other people left, the high priest relaxed and reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Dry! Scared the old man, special mother, just sit for a while, sweating on the body, can't do it, have to find a way to let them go quickly, or accidentally annoyed this man, the whole village has to suffer...