Chapter Eighty-Three: Demagogy

He couldn't help but understand Ying Xue's thoughts, he also felt that there was something strange about this matter, the so-called impermanence of everything must have demons, if it wasn't a major and confidential action, who would arrange the two right-hand men to Xuanzhen when the 'Mingjiao Ceremony' came?

In addition, from Ying Xue's description of Yuan Jingfeng, he was keenly aware that this person may have a very close relationship with the head case and the deranged person. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If it was before, he would definitely be resentful of the Jianghu Sect of Mingjiao, the White Lotus Sect and the Maitreya Sect, even if it was a steel knife and neck, he would never step forward, he didn't want to die in vain in the disputes between the rivers and lakes!

But now is different from the past, he is no longer a little monk who ate and waited for death three days ago, but a 'messenger of the underworld' with lofty ideals and ambitions!

Under the call of ideals and missions, he must jump into the whirlpool, turn over the river and the sea, and lead the way!

As the saying goes, if there are dates and no dates, even if you catch the wind and catch the shadow, you have to catch it to know the truth or falsehood, right? The deranged are the key to the "dream of reunification", and it must be understood!

Constantly thinking in his heart, since Sakura Xue offered to stay, he would save himself from wasting his tongue. He asked tentatively, "What do you mean, do you want to make trouble?" ”

Sakurayuki pondered for a moment, then said, "Wait for the opportunity, first figure out their purpose, and then..."

"And then what" interrupted her without stopping, and said heroically, "No matter what they want to do, we must make peace with Ya!" Who let Ya Ting not be long-sighted and oppose you! Since it is your enemy, it is the enemy of the little monk! To deal with the enemy, we don't need to be polite at all! You must be sent to eighteen layers of hell and set foot on 10,000 stinky feet, so that Ya Ting will never be able to turn over! ”

Ying Xue was happy in her heart, although she didn't understand what this "Ya, Ya Ting" meant, but she also stepped on it and it was not a good word. The performance of endless messing around is very heartwarming in her opinion. She knew that her ability was limited, and she was not even sure of the three big Vajras of the Maitreya Sect alone. But if you keep participating in the war, the situation will be different, this monk is full of bad ideas, a bad stomach, a fart with a soul hook nail, and quite strange, if he helps, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"Monk, I thank you on behalf of Master!" In the name of Master, Sakura Xue expressed her gratitude.

He kept saying: "What's polite, we're a family!" ”

Sakura Xue only said "family" to show closeness, so he was no longer polite.

I kept muttering for a while, thinking to myself, it is important to crack down on the Maitreya Sect and catch the confused, but if you miss the time of the "Ming Sect Canon" because of this, you will delay the master's entrustment, it is the old monk's last wish!

Seeing that his expression was solemn and seemed to have something on his mind, Ying Xue asked, "Monk, what's wrong?" ”

He kept saying: "I am worried that I will delay for too long, miss the Ming Sect canon, and live up to the master's deathbed entrustment. ”

"I see." Ying Xue knew the reason, so she said: "Don't worry, although Jiangzhou is far away, hurry up, half a month is enough!" With the Maitreya style of acting, until the last moment, the two King Kongs will definitely not show up! It is estimated that the results will be available in a few days! ”

After listening to the words, he was relieved, and said, "Gotcha! When you say that, I'm relieved! He rolled his eyes, then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me some money." ”

Ying Xue was stunned for a moment, thinking that the monk was asking for a "hardship fee", and after hesitating for a while, she still took out a gold bead from her money bag.

Constantly seeing the yellow and clear gold, his eyes lit up, and that greedy ugly face was really... Tsk tsk...

Ying Xue complained: "You monk, why are you such a philistine? Before the matter was done, he asked for benefits, where did the generous energy given to Shen Wansan Baozhu go? ”

He rolled his eyes endlessly: "What are you talking about!" Is brother like that! ”

"So what do you want money for?"

"What do you say?"

"How do I know?"

"With this brain, your master dares to let you run the rivers and lakes alone?" Bu Xiu deliberately put on an expression of disbelief, automatically ignored Ying Xue's angry eyes, and continued: "Are we going to Jiangzhou in a hurry?" Do you have to buy a horse when you're in a hurry? Does it cost money to buy a horse? Is it up to you to ask for money? You say, is there something wrong with me asking for money? ”

When Ying Xue heard this, it was indeed the case, and he hurried to buy a horse, the money should be paid by him, but he didn't admit it, and blamed endlessly: "There's nothing wrong with asking for money, it's something wrong with your brain!" As he spoke, he flicked the gold bead into the air with his thumb.

Constantly only caring about Jin Zhu, he didn't bother to fight with her at all, Mei Zizi looked at it for a while, and then put it in his arms: "It's okay!" I'm going to arrange it, to deal with the demons of the Maitreya Sect, we must use some high-tech! ”

Ying Xue didn't know what he meant by high-tech, and she didn't bother to ask, so she went to the monk.

He went downstairs and saw Zhang Shicheng holding a basin of water blocked by the Caijia girl, and Shen Wansan was standing next to him.

Zhang Shicheng's face was anxious, but the vegetable girl didn't let him in.

Shen Wansan saw it endlessly, and shouted first: "Big brother."

Zhang Shicheng said: "Little Master, Miss Sakura, he's okay." ”

He kept saying, "It's not a big deal, it's just a common cold." ”

Zhang Shicheng had never heard the word cold, so he asked: "What kind of disease is this cold?" But what about serious illnesses? ”

Only then did I react, there was no such word in ancient times: "cold... It's just that he suffered from the wind and cold and needed to recuperate for two days. ”

"Oh, that's relieved." Zhang Shicheng was relieved.

"Master Zhang, there is something to work hard for you." Non-stop talking.

Zhang Shicheng saw that the little monk had something to entrust, and he was very happy, so he put down the wooden basin: "Master, what do you command!" He automatically removed the small words and pulled them into the relationship between the two.

He took out the gold beads and said, "Take this money and buy three good horses for me!" A horse-drawn carriage, and then buy a knife of oiled paper, a pound of mustard, red, blue and yellow pigments each come to half a catty! If you don't have enough to come to me, if you have a surplus, buy a few more fat sheep. Except for wasabi, oil paper and paint sent to your uncle's house, the rest were put in Wansan's house and hidden. ”

Zhang Shicheng took the beads and asked, "What does Master buy these for?" ”

He smiled mysteriously: "When the time comes, you will naturally know." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Shicheng didn't ask any more: "If Master doesn't have any other instructions, I'll do it." ”

He kept asking him to wait, then turned his head and said to Shen Wansan: "Wansan, if you don't leave today, you and Zhang Shizhu will go together, and you must take care of the horses and vehicles." ”

Shen Wansan promised, and Zhang Shicheng happily took the order and left.

He said to the Caijia girl again: "Sister Caijia, we have to stay for a day or two." ”

The Caijia girl already knew about it, so she said, "Master, don't worry, I understand." ”

Seeing this, he didn't say anything more, and went to Uncle Zhang.

Turning back to Dong Sun's family, she led everyone through the tofu workshop with a rune, and when they walked out of the east gate, the team had expanded to more than 20 people, all of whom were frightened yesterday and begged for help.

The group waited, and walked towards Lingqiu.

It was nearly noon that the "death squad" walked to the grass hut at the foot of Lingqiu Mountain.

Dong Shan pretended to be solemn and straightened his clothes, and said proudly to everyone: "You guys, wait here, be quiet, don't disturb my master's cultivation!" So saying, he walked to the door in four directions.

Boom, Dong Shan gently patted the door panel: "Master, disciple Dong Shan asks to see." ”

After saying that, I saw two wooden doors suddenly open, and several golden lights shot out from inside the doors, heading straight for the crowd.

Everyone was frightened, and before they could dodge, they heard Dong Shan say, "Don't move if you don't want to die!! ”

Dong Shan is too familiar with this set of tricks, he and her wife have experienced it, and they are familiar with it.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and did not dare to move.

The golden light flashed, and there was an extra charm under the feet of more than 20 people, which was exactly the same as the treasure in Dong Sun's arms.

When everyone was surprised, they saw that there was suddenly a silver nail on top of the charm.

The silver nail was nailed into the spell, and red blood came out.

Everyone was horrified, it was noon, but the cold did not stop.

With a clang, the two wooden doors closed.

Everyone was awakened by the sound of the door shut, and beads of sweat fell from their foreheads.

Dong Shan was proud: "Don't kneel down and thank you, my master feels that I just helped you get rid of ghosts!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of fire under the feet of the people, and the charm and silver nail disappeared.

"What a fairy!" "Thank you, gods!" "Immortal master, help!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, knelt in place, and kowtowed.

Dong Shan's mother and son pouted, looking at the appearance of everyone prostrate on the ground, they were so unhappy in their hearts, and deliberately moved to the front of the crowd, enjoying worship.