"The young man is full of red light today, refreshed, he must have encountered some happy event, it is better to listen to the poor monk. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Xiaomo left Lin Baixue's house and was walking on the street. When he heard the voice, he didn't have to look up to know who was coming.

So I felt a chill in my heart, this dead bald donkey couldn't have installed some locator or something on him, right? Why was he so easy to find?

The seven-ring monk wore a ragged robe, and came to Zhang Xiaomo's side one by one, and immediately understood when he saw Zhang Xiaomo's expression.

"Amitabha... I can find you in the vast sea of people, just because the poor monk has a relationship with you. ”

Nima... Master and you have a fart fate!

"Looking at the young man's face, it seems that the old man Liu must have been saved, right?"

"Saving someone's life and spending a lifetime has great merit in the process. How does the boy feel? ”

If you can die far away, the master's mood will be better.

Zhang Xiaomo looked at the seven-ring monk with a blank expression, he must not show a trace of strange emotions, otherwise this dead bald donkey will definitely chatter.

The seven-ring monk blinked his eyes, and the atmosphere between the two was a little silent.

Just when Zhang Xiaomo thought that his methods were working, a fashionable girl with a hot figure and cool clothes walked past the two.

The girl stepped on a pair of terrifying high heels, twisted her thin waist, walked gracefully, dressed in a white open-breasted silk dress, and the two white rabbits on her chest seemed to break free from the restraints and jumped out.

The girl suddenly turned around and glanced at Zhang Xiaomo and Qijie, and as she twisted, the huge gap in the open-breasted blouse was just in front of the two of them.

Nima... It's actually a vacuum!

It wasn't until the girl had disappeared into the sea of people that Qijie and Zhang Xiaomo retracted their gaze.

"Amitabha... This woman has a bit of my Buddhist Maitreya Patriarch's demeanor of covering-breast-exposed-breast? ”

Zhang Xiaomo nodded unconsciously when he heard this, and then he was as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

"Amitabha... Young man, it seems that in addition to the difference in the concept of right and wrong, we still have a lot of common language? ”

Qijie saw Zhang Xiaomo nodding and said happily.

"You bald donkey, the master and you have a common fart language!"

"No, no, no... Color is emptiness, and the girl is just a pink skeleton in the eyes of the poor monk. Since it's a skeleton, what's the harm in looking at it? ”

Zhang Xiaomo shook his head in amazement, this dead bald donkey definitely belongs to the shameless disaster area, I have to hide away, and then I quickened my pace and fled.

But the Seven Rings Bald Donkey followed him, "I look at the young man, you must still have unsolved problems, why don't you talk to the poor monk?" ”

"Master, how can I have any problems? Hurry up and get out of here, don't hurt me again, okay? ”

"Really? The young man will not forget, there is a girl named Xu Qing who is still lying in the hospital? Gee... What a pity! ”

You're paralyzed... Dead bald donkey, you're addicted to stalking, aren't you?

Zhang Xiaomo turned to look at the monk Qijie, he really had no temper with Qijie, "Dead bald donkey... If you have anything to say, say it, I'm still in a hurry. ”

"Haha... The young man is really bold, and now there is a warrior scum, relying on force, for the sake of the world, and the reason is intolerable. The young man only needs to get rid of this with the poor monk, and he can get a lot of commission. ”

"How? Isn't it attractive? ”

Zhang Xiaomo scratched his head, "It's not... Can you be clearer? ”

It turned out that there was a warrior who had been hiding in Jinling City and became the worship of a gang in Jinling, anyway, he did a lot of evil things that lost his conscience.

And the monk of Qijie knew this, and said that he had wasted a lot of twists and turns, and finally found out the traces of that scum warrior, and then invited Zhang Xiaomo to eliminate the evil together.

Of course, the righteous preaching of the monk of the Seven Commandments in the back was directly ignored by Zhang Xiaomo.

He suddenly thought of that bullshit fish and dragon gang, and that ruthless Tuoba Chengzong, could it be this fang that he wanted to kill?

If this is the case, Zhang Xiaomo said that he was very willing to accept it, after all, he had a grudge with that Tuoba Chengzong, and there was still a sum of money to take!

"Is the scum martial artist you are talking about a young man called Tuoba Chengzong?"

Qijie blinked his eyes, "No.... A white-faced middle-aged man in his forties is called Meng Yuan! ”

It's not a tophaul! Zhang Xiaomo was slightly disappointed, "What about that Meng Yuan's cultivation?" I can tell you in advance that if I am too strong, I will not send you to death. ”

"Cultivation? So-so, mid-level martial artist. Feed... Don't go, young man! Listen to me! ”

"A middle-level martial artist in his forties and fifties, his qi and blood around him have slowly decayed, and he has not yet made a breakthrough, which means that his cultivation has definitely slipped to the level of a low-level martial artist."

"And young man, you are young, you are at an age when your qi and blood are becoming more and more vigorous, and your cultivation is also a low-level martial artist, so you don't need to be afraid."

"You need to know that you beat the master to death with less punches......"

You're paralyzed... Can you not be so gasping for breath when you speak! Scared the baby to death, did you do it on purpose?

"But I still have a question, what kind of Meng Yuan can you get money by killing that Meng Yuan?"

When the seven-ring monk heard Zhang Xiaomo's question, he nodded with relief, which means that you have finally asked the point.

"Does the young man know about the Xia Lingting Guard?"

The state-owned etiquette is great, which is called summer; The clan has the dragon of the high temple, which is called the mausoleum.

The Xia Ling Ting Guard, as the name suggests, is the army that protects the high temple of Zhuxia.

Nowadays, although the warriors are hidden in the mountains and wilderness, as others say, it is impossible for the martial arts to completely break away from the secular world.

What's more, there are some warriors who covet worldly desires, rely on their self-cultivation, and are unscrupulous in the secular world, disturbing the rules of the world.

And the martial arts inheritance is not unique to China, and there is no shortage of martial arts inheritance in the inner and outer six places.

Therefore, the martial arts of Huaguo and the secular government jointly formed the Xia Ling Ting Guard.

Suppress apostate warriors and demonic things internally, and stop the invasion of alien warriors externally.

In fact, in history, it was not uncommon for the martial arts and cultivators of Zhuxia to confront the otherworldly forces of the Inner and Outer Six Lands, and they have always been in an absolutely strong position.

However, since the cultivators fled to the Metaverse five hundred years ago, the martial arts people were completely wiped out, and the warriors of the Inner and Outer Six Yi Lands dared to invade the land of Zhuxia.

Since the final holy battle, the martial arts have suffered a huge betrayal, and they seem to be a little relieved, and they have been immersed in self-pity and self-pity, hiding in the wilderness, and some do not care about the world.

As a result, Huaguo fell into great suffering.

It was not until the establishment of the Xinhua Kingdom that the warriors slowly returned to the world again, and formed the Xia Ling Ting Guard with the modern government.

The amount of information that was instilled at once was too great, which made Zhang Xiaomo have some confusion, looked at the Qijie monk and asked, "So who is Your Excellency?" ”

Monk Qijie's eyebrows jumped, "Haha.... At the age of twenty, the poor monk was selected to enter the Xia Ling Ting's guard training, and this training was dozens of years. It's really embarrassing! ”

When Qijie said this, he actually wiped his eyes with relatives, there were no tears, and the eye feces was wiped off.

"The poor monk has now retired from the position of active official of the Imperial Guard, and has been added to the post of Jinling Observer. Good at observing the atmosphere of Jinling and suppressing the power of all evils! ”

Finding that Zhang Xiaomo still looked like he didn't understand, the Qijie monk sighed angrily.

"Young man, if you help me kill this fang, how about the monk get half of the prize you get? Don't worry, our system is a generous yamen. ”

"I'll give you this number!" The seven-ring monk looked generous and stretched out a finger.

Nima... Your yamen is really generous! Kill a middle-level martial artist, I can only share 10,000 yuan, who are you kidding?

If Lao Tzu doesn't care about the appearance of food, he can just find a group of rich gentlemen, and he can extort a lot of income in minutes.

Why bother with you to kill people desperately?

So Zhang Xiaomo turned his head and left.

"Hey... Don't be so anxious! We have something to discuss, I ask for a price, you can also sit on the ground and pay back! ”

"So... How about 100,000 strong coins? Interesting enough! No... What kind of eyes are you? Young man, you are too greedy. ”

"Okay, I'll admit it as a monk, a fixed price, one million!"

"Monk, I have spent a lot of savings to find out the news, and if I divide you more, I will lose money monk."

Hearing the offer of one million from the Qijie monk, Zhang Xiaomo's eyes finally lit up.

Million.... I've never seen so much money in my life, sir! How many old popsicles can I buy for me to?

Million... It should be enough for Xu Qing and her mother's medical expenses, right?

And if a million isn't enough? Zhang Xiaomo decided to demolish Liu Xiangzi's Renai Hospital.

Anyway, everyone can't afford to get sick, so what hospital do you want?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaomo asked, "Time?" Place? ”

"After tonight, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a murderous ......."

"Monk, please speak human words!"

"O... At three o'clock in the morning, at the intersection of the West Depression, we will see you and leave! ”

Zhang Xiaomo was about to leave, when he found that the monk of Qijie was holding the corner of his clothes tightly and stretched out his palm to him, "Did the young man forget to return the monk's things?" ”

Zhang Xiaomo scratched his head when he heard this, saying that I didn't understand. The seven-precept monk was not annoyed, and explained quietly.

"A white jade box, I lent it to the young man."

Qijie was very aggrieved, he helped the other party so much for free, but Zhang Xiaomo actually wanted to go to his treasure box.

Zhang Xiaomo is also very aggrieved, your dead bald donkey, stinky and shameless, you have to get back what you gave away, this is not a copy of buying and returning the pearls!

You are so slamming the door, how can I do business with you with peace of mind?

After bidding farewell to the monk of the Seven Rings, the sunset gradually set in the west, Zhang Xiaomo filled his stomach at random at the street stall, and Shi Shiran walked towards the bar.

He couldn't see his appearance clearly with his head down, but he didn't look at the road, but he deftly avoided all the pedestrians.

Because at this moment, his eyes actually became red, not because of a trace of physical discomfort, but because of excitement.

I'm going to kill again tonight...... And it's also a warrior......

Every time he thought of this, his body became more and more boiling, and the martial arts energy in his body was surging.

Even if his business with the Seven Rings Monk collapsed just now, he couldn't help but sneak there at night when he thought about it.

When he came to Qingqing Zijin Bar, Zhang Xiaomo squatted in the corner of the counter until he got off work, and no one cared about him, as if he was recuperating.

Anyway, now that he's the lobby director, no one will bother him.

When it was time to get off work, Zhang Xiaomo immediately rushed out of the door of the bar.

Du Jumping looked at Zhang Xiaomo's back suspiciously, and then slowly came to the door of Jiu Niang's office.

"Xiao Mo seems to have been taken away by that dead bald donkey, Jiu Niang, are we going to do something?" It was Lu Mei's voice.

"Let him go.... He's grown up...."

Du Jumping, who was eavesdropping outside the door, blinked his eyes wide, and crept away.