Chapter 202: Roast Chicken
As he was talking, a few more spirit masters came over and walked together, obviously companions, seemingly a temporary alliance.
After all, there are always things that the spirit master is good at and what he is not good at, but no matter which aspect you have expertise in and which aspect is lagging behind, it is always easier for several trustworthy spirit masters to act together.
These spirit masters had obviously suffered a little, their faces were covered with dust, wounds, and their clothes were messy, and they knew what was going on at first sight.
Finally, after hard work, I ran for an afternoon and a night, and then for half a morning, and finally found the way after a lot of difficulties and dangers, but suddenly a bunch of evil things came, and I suffered a loss, so naturally I was angry, and I was so angry that I scolded: "Which one is your master!" Such a bold person, contaminated with evil things at will, and not afraid of evil qi entering the body, greatly damaging merit, and not being able to be reborn in the next life? β
"I can't finish cultivating in this life, who is impatient to care about the next life!" The roadblock in front of him said lightly, "Don't talk nonsense, a few of you, if you know each other, turn your head and leave obediently, we won't embarrass you, and when this happens, my young master will come to visit, and there will be heavy thanks." β
He hehe, "As for the name of my son-in-law, you still don't listen to it!" β
As he spoke, he deliberately patted his chest, and the two crossed double swords embroidered with silver thread on his left chest shone brightly.
The face of one of the spirit masters changed suddenlyβ"Evil ghost Zhuluo? How could he participate! β
The evil ghost Zhu Luo is a ruthless person who acts without scruples, and the monks of the Beiyan Leiyin Temple are vicious enough. The captive beast spirit makes people feel furious when they hear it, this evil ghost Zhu Luo directly raises ghosts and directs ghosts to do things for themselves.
There are even rumors that his ghosts are not all captured, and he also kills people and creates them himself, but there is no evidence, and he is very powerful, and there are many disciples and grandchildren under him. The government also has no problem with him. stunned to make him mix.
He has been famous for ten years, and he has also been hunted down by people for revenge, and he has survived several near-deaths, and he is nicknamed 'Nine Lives'. 'Undead' and so on. Everyone is afraid. But in recent years, they have rarely appeared, and these spirit masters trembled unconsciously.
A few of them really backed down.
"Hey, this year's assessment is really different from previous years. What cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have come out, Amitabha, sin and sin. β
While he was talking, a little monk in green clothes and white shoes walked slowly to the vicinity, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and said a Buddha name.
His appearance is very conspicuous, and at a glance, he knows that he must have no complaints.
There is only one one of the people who are going to take the exam in Buddhism this year, and he is obviously going to train him with all his might.
The monk's voice fell, and there was a clanging sound behind him, but it was Qu Wu holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone, and had never been in a car, walking slowly, still holding a book in his hand.
She is also a white jade crown, her face is a little dark, her clothes are a little wrinkled, not like the kind she will wear, there is a layer of fine sweat on her forehead, as if she has been sunbathed in the sun for a long time, but her bearing is okay.
When Zhu Luo, the family member faced the monk just now, he only sneered, and at most he was a little mentally vigilant, but when he saw her, his face also changed, his eyes rolled, and he tried to show a smile on his face.
"It turned out to be Miss Qu Wuqu, our son said, if you come, we will politely welcome you in."
Qu Wu raised his head, and his black and white eyes glanced at him.
This Ding smiled again: "You also know that these guys in front of you are very obstructive, rather than bothering to clean up after you go in, it is better to clean up for you now, and you can also take a hand to save trouble in the future." β
His words suddenly became very gentle and pleasant.
There is also a hint of wonderful fluctuations.
This is also very reasonable.
In fact, the spirit masters present did not have the same dark thoughts, if only the others were lost on the road!
This spiritual master assessment is different from usual, a big battle, but also a big opportunity, a few fewer competitors, that is definitely a good thing.
Many people thought that Qu Wu should be moved.
For a while, everyone secretly clamored.
The family showed a bit of secret pride on his face, and said again: "Miss Qu should know, what my son-in-law thinks about you, if the two of you join forces, first remove the obstacles, in the end, it will definitely be Miss Qu who will come out on top, now eradicate a few big enemies first......"
Qu Wu seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear it, he slowly closed the book in his hand, and turned his head to look at Hongchen: "Please!" β
Hongchen smiled and said politely: "Please." β
The two of them didn't say a word of nonsense, and as soon as they stretched out their hands at the same time, a short blade flew out of Hongchen's sleeve, and Qu Wu threw out a long whip.
Everyone didn't see it clearly, they only felt that the wind was suddenly rising, the sky was thunderbolting, and the sand and dust were flying, and they finally swept away the dust and opened their eyes, and they saw a bunch of spirit masters stacking on the ground like arhats in the restaurant on the left.
A pile of ritual artifacts clinked and tumbled on the bluestone slab.
A blue blade, suspended in mid-air.
"Ah, Lingling......"
"Spirit soldiers!"
On the right side were also seven or eight spirit masters, stiff, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and they fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
With a whoosh, the long golden whip returned to Qu Wu's hand.
This level of spiritual soldiers, can automatically protect the master, how many people have never seen it in their lives, I heard that there is only one in the palace, which is regarded as a treasure by the Lord of Long Live Lord, and now it is good, as soon as it comes out, there are two.
The atmosphere on the whole long street was solemn.
The left and right are clearly distinguished, and there is a vaguely tense atmosphere.
A group of spirit masters instinctively felt that the two daughters at the moment were all outstanding and young, and they must be arrogant.
Now that they have met, they have cleared up other troubles, and the two of them are ...... And what will happen!
Many people can't help but wonder if the two will fight, and who will be better at fighting!
Even those senior spirit masters who got the news outside, and even the nobles who knew the details, couldn't help but be curious.
Here, calm has returned.
The two girls didn't seem to notice the dark tides at all.
Hongchen flicked his sleeves very casually, and Qing Feng was retracted by her. Qu Wu walked slowly to the stiff and stood not far in front, his face was no longer calm just now, he walked forward around him, walked a few steps, remembered something, and scratched his head: "I forgot to ask, who are you?" β
The housekeeper's eyes widened and his mouth opened.
Qu Wu said again: "Shut up, you remember, you don't deserve to call me." Not even worthy to talk to me. Also, it's not worth talking to her, you dare to talk to her, dare to do something with her. And I will tear out thy tongue. Chop up your limbs. She's my opponent, get it? β
The family was angry in his heart, but he really couldn't make a sound.
Hongchen burst out laughing.
Remember the last time. This Qu Wu was not as interesting as it is now, just a cold eccentric, full of her cultivation, and nothing else.
Although he is still arrogant and arrogant, he still only acts according to his own thoughts, but he is more real than before, just like a puppet carved from jade, and gradually has a human soul.
Qu Wu turned his head and raised his hand again seriously: "Please." β
Hongchen also said with a straight face: "Please." β
Everyone looked at each other, and somehow, they were a little disappointed!
Why don't these two fight right now?
And that big monk, if the three of them fight and lose all of them, even if only two are seriously injured, how much trouble should be saved?
It's a pity, it's a pity!
If Hongchen knew what these people thought, he would definitely wonder!
A good spirit master, how can he be so brave and ruthless, according to those people in the Yujue space, the spirit master should be a law system, not a group of rough people with rough skin and thick flesh, and he should use his brains to do things, not to use force.
Hongchen and Qu Wu didn't follow the intentions of these boring people at this moment, and walked forward together.
Strange to say, it was a short street that was originally walking well, but after walking a few steps, the figures of the two people suddenly disappeared.
"Huh?"
Several spirit masters were shocked, and then calmed down.
The uncomplaining monk said the Buddha name again and walked forward.
Since they came here, they naturally knew that the entrance and passage of the assessment place should be nearby.
Since the county lord of Rong'an and Miss Qu Wu are all going inside, what are you waiting for, hurry up and follow.
A group of people rushed up.
"Hey!"
The old-timers who were sitting idle and listening to the news not far away all sighed softly.
Yan Erye smiled and took the silver money on the table back into his pocket, and pushed a small part to the others: "How about it, don't fight, hehe, you are all losers, the dealer wins, earned, earned!" A few people who feel like me can't fight, also take some silver to commemorate the commemoration."
These guys were gambling very hard just now.
Most people feel that there is no Zhu Luo's ecstasy method, and these three people, especially the two women Qu Wu and Hongchen, will inevitably face Mai Mang when they meet.
They bet on Hongchen to win, or Qu Wu to win, and some think that although the great monk is a member of Buddhism, he may not be so brave and ruthless, but now it is different, and he can't say that he can also win.
However, it is only a few people who grasp the truth, these two people are polite, and no one is asking anyone for trouble!
Speaking of which, they don't seem to have fought each other, maybe there are some indirect battles, Qu Wu seems to be slightly inferior, but on the surface, they don't have a grudge.
But I don't know why, everyone always feels that these two people have deep grievances, and they must have a big fight.
This time, why don't you fight?
Second Master Yan is secretly funny, he knows both of them, these two people are not stupid, they are all smart, at this time, it is a critical juncture, the assessment is imminent, how can it be a private fight? A fight let others see the details without saying anything, and it also made people see the jokes, what's so good!
There were all kinds of voices outside, but Hongchen and Qu Wu didn't care, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and walked forward without hurrying, one east and one west, and when they saw the formation, they separated by themselves.
Hongchen didn't look carefully, he knew that this maze was made according to Qimen Dunjia, one ring after another, the eight doors were constantly changing, and one wrong step was like falling into a quagmire, and it was good to be able to turn around and start over, but I was afraid that there would be no chance after being hit.
On the long street, it was originally lively and lively.
Now it's a blink of an eye. The spirits were gone, and it was bleak, and Choro sat down on the ground, gasping for air.
The first few officials dressed up, but with a bit of unusual toughness on their faces, came over, carried a piece of disability, stuffed it on the cart, and let people push it away.
Hongchen and Qu Wu both have mercy on their subordinates, at least they don't plan to ask for other people's lives at will during the assessment, those people are still alive in the end.
The member of the Zhu Luo family was stunned. I closed my eyes and thought about it for a long time. slapped his thigh and left.
He did everything he should have done, and he did what he shouldn't have done, and he could only blame them for his inferior skills, what else could he do?
Not far from the rockery in the park.
A few old people sat idly drinking tea.
There are also a few quick temper tantrums. Pacing in the gazebo. Look down from time to time.
One of the purple robes. The elder with a handsome face and no age said with a smile: "The tree planter didn't come, and his son is sick." However, I just said a few days ago that this time it must be the county lord who comes out on top, and the current young spirit master, no one can compare with him, come today to see how it is! Yan Er, do you value the county lord more, or Miss Qu? Why don't you guess, which of the two is fast and which is slow? How long will it take to break through the maze? β
Yan Er smiled: "I've tried the maze, I want to use it for an hour and a half, but the county lord is about the same for more than an hour, Miss Qu and that one are half a catty and eight taels, I guess it's not too much!" β
So much so that no one thinks that there is a possibility that it will not be passed.
The maze is a bit complicated and dangerous, but that's for the average spirit master.
In the end, it's just a gate, and will it really keep all the spirit masters out?
Not to mention the level of Hongchen and Qu Wu, even the ones that follow behind, it is not difficult to pass.
"So fast?"
The purple-robed elder was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I remember last time, most of those spirit masters were imprisoned for more than a day in the maze, and the shortest was ten hours...... But you old man has no eyesight to say, I still believe in seven points. β
Yan Er didn't feel that this person's trust made him happy, and sighed faintly, "Hey, I'm really old, I dare to ...... back then."
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Three bell-like roars rang out.
"Back then, I also dared to promise that it would only take an hour to ......"
Yan Er suddenly stopped and blinked, "I seem to hear something?" β
None of the others spoke.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The voice rang out again.
The group of old men still did not speak.
The next moment, there were suddenly white clouds at the bottom of the mountain, and a girl came on the eastern hillside, which was Quwu.
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"How long?"
Yan Er was shocked.
Others don't know what to say, there is no way to calculate it in this world, and it is just a blink of an eye.
The purple-robed elder shook his sleeves with a smile: "It seems that the young lady of the Qu family is still better." β
Don't look at the county lord on weekdays, he seems to be more capable than Miss Qu, but he still believes in the maze more.
The others nodded one after another: "It seems that this time, how many can pass, not to mention, Miss Qu Wu is more likely to be first, as for the second, in addition to the Lord of Rong'an, Master Wu, there are a few others who seem to be evenly matched, and the results will have to be seen again after all." β
Yan Er had already stood up and beckoned everyone to greet him.
Don't look at them as invigilators, but you should also be polite to the introductory spirit masters.
Qu Wu swept the placket of his clothes, looked around, and asked without waiting for Yan Er to speak, "Is the county lord here?" β
Yan Er shook his head.
Qu Wu smiled slightly: "It seems that this time it's my ......"
Before the words fell, there were two cranes in the sky, and everyone raised their eyes to see a pair of cranes falling on the top of the rockery.
One of them stepped forward gracefully, with a leaf in its mouth.
Yan Er was stunned.
As soon as the purple-robed elder tentatively stretched out his hand, the crane threw the leaves in his palm, he felt strange in his heart, looked down, his face changed, and then he shook his head and smiled: "Ahem, everyone, the county lord of Rong'an said that she is hungry, first go to the top of the mountain to catch two chickens and roast them, and also invite us to share the feast." β
Everyone: "......"
Yan Er took the leaves and looked at them, and sure enough, it was a line of delicate small characters, which should have been written after cutting the leaves with his fingernails.
Half of the leaves were still scorched, apparently on fire.
At this time, everyone noticed that there was a burst of aroma in the air, which provoked everyone's mouth.
A group of people were still looking at each other, and Qu Wu had already strode up the mountain. Everyone also hurriedly followed, this is just a rockery in the garden, stacked, it is not high, and it will reach the top in a moment. There is an octagonal pavilion on the top, and a Taishan stone is erected next to it, and the stone is engraved with the words 'Horn of Jade Mountain'.
The handwriting is crazy, and the handwriting of a famous artist.
The mountain is full of flowers and trees, surrounded by cobblestone paths, and the whole mountain is beautiful and charming. It's also extraordinarily exquisite.
It's a pity that the 'chicken bones' in one place. In an instant, a good garden was transformed into a small farm yard.
Hongchen eats Svenwen, and there is a crane standing beside him, a beauty and a white crane, which calligraphy and painting saint is replaced. I'm afraid I'll have the heart to paint right away.
"Eat? Not. A reminder. The driver I hired needed to escort me home, and it was a bit of a mess outside. β
That's definitely going to be eaten.
Yan Er said he was hit hard. In urgent need of comfort, after listening to Hongchen's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, "How can no one deal with the aftermath!" "There was nothing to say for a while!
Other people are the same, they have worked hard for decades, they think they have worked hard, their qualifications are not bad, and there are famous teachers, or they have a family history, there is nothing bad about it, and now let the two yellow-haired girls hit like this, twenty years ago, even if it was only fifteen years ago, most of them were so angry that they hit the wall!
Now that I'm older, I don't have a lot of heart left, and I care more about my children and grandchildren, as well as inheritance.
The juniors are excellent, they are sad and a little happy.
The group sat down and began to eat.
This chicken is really good, tender and smooth.
Qu Wu is not good at appetite, she has almost no desire, in the eyes of many of Qu's peers, this is simply a perfect person.
Hongchen handed her the chicken legs, and she picked them up and ate them very casually, and ate two bites, thoughtfully.
Yan Er ate the fastest, and soon one thigh entered his stomach, wiped the oil on his mouth, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this chicken to be so big, bigger than a duck." β
He took two more bites, then stopped suddenly, a little frightened on his face.
ββ¦β¦ County Lord, where did this roast chicken come from? β
Hongchen smiled silently.
Plop plop.
Yan Er's heartbeat became louder and louder, and his eyes turned black when he looked at the wings that still had most of the wings left in his hand.
The spirit masters present were mostly dashing, not to mention the prodigal remains, nor to abide by the rules, and they were all very active.
The purple-robed elder glanced at Yan Er with a smile and said, "Eat quickly, if you don't eat again, let them finish grabbing." β
The corners of Yan Er's mouth twitched, he quickly wiped his hands and mouth, looked around, and wiped the sweat on his head in vain.
"What's wrong?"
A female spiritual master sitting next to him who was a little younger, about forty years old, asked with a smile.
Yan Er also smiled and stroked his beard: "...... It's nothing. "If you eat it in your stomach, can you still spit it out?
He pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you remember who borrowed the immortal birds of the National Teacher's family?" β
The female spirit master glanced at him nonchalantly: "Isn't it you?" Anyway, we don't like to go to the national teacher, and it's awkward to see him. β
Although they are all spiritual masters certified by the imperial court, after all, they belong to Xianyun Yehe, and they are not as powerful as the national teacher, and when they see him, they will automatically be a head shorter, which is quite uncomfortable for the arrogant spirit masters.
Fortunately, the national teacher has been inherited for a hundred years, and all the successive positions are very good, and the one and a half heads taller is just a head and a half, and no one cares much.
"What does the fairy bird look like, do you remember?"
The female spirit master thought for a moment: "Like a goose? β
Another retorted: "Like a duck." β
The purple robe smiled: "It's like a goose and a duck, that thing was obtained by the national teacher from Fanbang, domesticated for many years, and I don't know what method the national teacher used, originally used to eat the best poultry, but he was stunned to let him domesticate it very obediently, and he can also take care of the home and nursing home, and the breath that spit out also has the effect of confusing people, don't you just want to get a few and throw them into the maze, which can be regarded as a help." β
As he spoke, the purple-robed man threw down the bones in his hand, wiped it with a handkerchief, got up and left: "I'm sorry, there is something going on at home, I'll go first, county lord, Miss Qu, you just rest in the garden, early tomorrow morning, someone will naturally tell you, what is the exam question this year, don't be nervous, sleep at ease." β
The words were still floating on the top of the mountain, and the others were gone.
Yan Er looked at Hongchen with a bitter face: "Dare to ask the county lord, where did you get this 'chicken'?" β
"Picked it up."
Hongchen smiled, "They hit the tree and killed themselves, and I happened to be hungry, so I used it to beat my teeth." β
Yan Er: "......"
The others came back to their senses, their faces stiffened, and they said one after another: "Okay, good, it's good to be killed." β
"Amitabha!" The uncomplaining monk didn't know when he came out, sitting cross-legged on the side, not even paying much attention to Hongchen, and when he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes fell on him, "I'll recite the Sutra of Death a few times, so that they can be reincarnated as soon as possible." β
Hongchen saw that he also had oil on his sleeve.
β¦β¦ It seems that there are some monks in Dayun Temple, and they really can't help but be fishy, as if they need meat to practice martial arts.
Several 'chickens' were destroyed and wiped out, full of food and drink, Hongchen left a bunch of sad-faced spirit masters, and walked around to find a place to rest, tomorrow is the official assessment, although she feels very relaxed, but the lion fights the rabbit, still does her best, she is not easy to slacken. (To be continued.) )