Qi Hong actually didn't understand what Changmei was saying at all, but he was also pretending, locking his brows, and looking at Changmei lightly.

The sunken eyes of the long eyebrows stared at Qi Hong, and his voice was calm: "The horse is under the cliff, I wonder if I have talked to the ghost master?" Nokvara and Shubojia were originally pure disciples of Buddhism, but they were confused by the demon master's words, and then they fell into the devil's path. The monks abstain from lying and the words of the poor monks, I wonder if the horses believe it? ”

Qi Hong wanted to continue to snort coldly, but he kept silent, but it was a little inappropriate, and he spit out a few words: "What does it have to do with me?" ”

Changmei smiled: "The poor monk is only afraid that the horse will be fascinated by the ghost master's nonsense, so he reminds him." According to the poor monk's knowledge, the horse has been in the temple for many days, the poor monk is afraid that the horse will have a demon obstacle because of the words of the ghost master, and the poor monk invites the horse to come over tonight, that is, in the heart of Pudu sentient beings, he wants to ask about the situation, everything is for the good of the horse! ”

"Oh?" Qi Hong smiled faintly.

Changmei sighed again, he thought that Qi Hong must be curious, and asked a few questions, but Qi Hong spoke tightly, after this sigh, Qi Hong was also silent, Changmei could only continue: "Don Ma, please believe in the heart of the poor monk Pudu sentient beings, everything is worried that the Pony will be invaded by the magic barrier." The poor monk dared to ask, before the ghost master died, what nonsense did he say to the horse? Or...... What weird stuff to leave for the colt? ”

"Nope!" This time, Qi Hong agreed very quickly.

Changmei sighed: "The horse still can't believe in the poor monk. ”

"It's not that you can trust it." Qi Hong said: "I am just a general friend with him, and I don't get along much, and as far as he is concerned, I am just an outsider, so naturally I will not leave anything behind." ”

Qi Hong was quite shrewd, and his long eyebrows were spoken, and he heard that Chu Huan had only been in the cliff temple for a few days, and immediately found the right words to reply.

Chu Huan was quite surprised when he heard it, he came to Qi Hong tonight, originally to facilitate the sound of the east and west, and did not expect Qi Hong to play a big role, but now this Qi Hong seems to have played a big role, he speaks in a measured manner, he is very shrewd, and his heart is suddenly impressed by this guard captain.

Long eyebrows stared at Qi Hong, didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time, he asked with a wry smile: "The three ghost masters are rebellious in their own sect and have committed heinous crimes, so they are imprisoned under the cliff. Does the horse know what heinous crimes these three men have committed? ”

Qi Hong shook his head.

"They stole the treasure of the Sect." Changmei said slowly: "That's a mantra, it was originally recorded on a jade slip, but it was stolen by the ghost master!" ”

"Did you find Jade Jane?"

"The ghost master is cunning, he stole the jade slip, and immediately absconded everywhere, and the children of my sect traced him everywhere and finally found him." The sunken eyes of the long eyebrows stared at Qi Hong intently: "But this person is really cunning, knowing that the treasure of Zhenzong is the first important thing in this sect, he immediately destroyed the jade slip and remembered the content on the jade slip, so that the mantra on the jade slip is in his brain, but we can't kill him, we can only imprison him under the cliff." ”

Qi Hong was actually full of curiosity, but he didn't dare to say much, just said "oh".

"The mantra on the jade slip is useless to outsiders and has no effect." Changmei said: "But in my sect, it is a subtle method of Zen meditation, and it is the cultivation perception handed down by the ancestor of my sect, the great prodigy, which is of great benefit to our Buddhist disciples, but it has always been collected by the head of my sect, which is the treasure of the town sect, and naturally it cannot be easily shown, but the ghost master is lawless and stole the jade slip, and the children of my big heart sect only hope to be able to welcome back the treasure of the town sect as soon as possible, save all sentient beings, Amitabha Buddha!" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." Qi Hong smiled bitterly: "This master, I don't know anything about your grievances, I'm just an outsider, tonight is still my cave room candle night, I think the master is still merciful, let me go back first!" ”

Changmei sighed: "The horse really doesn't want to pity my generation? His expression became serious: "Horse, poor monks don't speak, those few mantras are useless to outsiders, but we will regard them as treasures in order to worship the Great Polo monks." Before the ghost master died, the horse was by his side, as the saying goes, the person is dying, his words are good, the bird is dying, and his song is sad, although the ghost master fell into the devil's way for a while, but after all, he is also a profound Buddhist person, before he dies, he must be able to wake up, and will never take the mantra away with ......! After a pause, he looked at Qi Hong with a sincere expression: "The poor monk believes that the concubine knows those few mantras, and please take pity on my sect and tell me the truth, my sect will be grateful for the kindness of the concubine!" ”

Speaking of this, Changmei got up, bowed to Qi Hong, and bowed deeply, and the bald monk and the two iron staff hats standing in the corner also bowed to Qi Hong.

Qi Hong saw the expression of the long eyebrows, his face was sincere, and he didn't know the specific details, he really didn't know if what the monk said was true or false for a while, and he didn't dare to look at Chu Huan, so as not to attract the attention of the other party, and his face suddenly showed hesitation.

Seeing this, Changmei immediately said: "Donkey, if you can give the missing things of this sect, my sect will never receive it in vain." He raised his hand and beckoned back, and the two iron rod hats leaned the iron rod against the wall, and entered the gap in the stone wall again, and soon came out one after another, each holding a large box beside him, and the long eyebrows nodded slightly, and the two opened the box, and the originally dim secret room was dazzling for a while, and in the two large boxes, there were suddenly two boxes full of gold and jewelry.

Yellow gold, snow-white pearls, crystal clear jade, brilliant agate, smooth ivory ......, the contents of the two chests are truly amazing.

It was Chu Huan next to him, who also changed color slightly, and this long eyebrow easily lifted out two boxes of gold jewelry, a huge amount, it seems that this group of people actually has great wealth.

The white blind man was also surprised, how could Qi Hong have seen so many belongings, and he was stunned for a while.

"Horse, as long as you tell the truth, this will all belong to the horse!" The eyebrows were closed, and his expression became very serious: "Although it is a worldly thing, the horse is not a monk, and it was born in the world, so please smile at it!" ”

Qi Hong sighed and shook his head.

"Do you think that's not enough?" Changmei asked with a faint smile, glanced at the two again, the two entered the gap again, and soon took a big box, plus a small jade box, the small jade box is very exquisite, the big box is placed on the ground, but the small jade box Changmei took it.

The big box was opened, but inside were some books, calligraphy and paintings.

"This box, inside are all calligraphy and paintings, the poor monk dares to guarantee, every book in it, is a unique book, every painting, is a fake and true handwriting, it not only has the handwriting of the original sage, but also the works of everyone in the Western Regions, their value is by no means lower than a box of gold!" Changmei opened the small box, and a soft light emanated, but inside were three round crystal spheres: "These are three superb night pearls, and their value, I believe that the colt should also know very well!" ”

The value of the Night Pearl, even if Qi Hong is not clear, Chu Huan can also be clear.

It's not that Chu Huan hasn't seen the Night Pearl, but the Night Pearl he has seen before is much smaller than the Night Pearl in front of him, and the light is obviously not as soft and bright as these three.

This is indeed the best night pearl.

Even if the Night Pearl is one point bigger, the light is soft and bright, its value is incomparable, Chu Huan knows that the only possibility for him to find such a superb Night Pearl is the palace treasure house.

Chu Huan even believed that even if the palace treasury had such a superb night pearl, the number would never exceed one, but this long-eyebrow monk was three as soon as he made a move, which was really a big deal.

At this moment, Chu Huan was not only surprised, but also surprised that the ghost master's demon suppression mantra was so valuable, and a short mantra could be exchanged for such a huge wealth, which shows how precious the demon suppression mantra is.

The people of Bishamen painstakingly wanted to get the demon suppression mantra, and they did not hesitate to use all means, Chu Huan faintly felt that the demon suppression mantra hid a big secret.

The white blind man was already stunned at this time, and Qi Hong finally came back to his senses, his heart was surprised, it could be said that it was even worse than the white blind man, but he really didn't know what the bullshit mantra was, and shook his head with a wry smile: "The master is extraordinary, but ...... I really don't know what the mantra is, and the ghost master didn't leave me any mantra! ”

The long-eyebrow monk sighed: "The heart of the horse is admired by the poor monks, and so much wealth cannot fill your broad mind." He said this with a bit of ridicule, and he groaned slightly, and finally said: "Donkey, the poor monk has poured out his pocket in order to return the true treasure of my sect, is it not worth those few words of such a huge wealth?" The poor monk treats each other with sincerity and pours out his pockets, why can't the horses have mercy on one or two and give alms to the truth? ”

Qi Hong sighed and said, "Master, let me tell you something from my heart, I ...... I, Chu Huan, am a secular person, a flesh and blood body, if these gold jewels can't make me tempted, then I really speak with a clear conscience, I really know that bullshit...... Oh no, if I really knew what the mantra was, and beat me to death, it would be exchanged! He sat down in his chair, twisted his body, and said helplessly, "But I really don't know." ”

He's telling the truth.

Qi Hong is a captain of the Imperial Guard, born in the army, and has a firm will, but when he sees this huge wealth, he is still excited, after all, he is flesh and blood, as Changmei said, living in the world, a mortal in the world, how can he not be tempted when he sees such a huge wealth? Qi Hong was even thinking that if he was really Lord Chu, if he really knew that bullshit mantra, he would have to exchange it.

Changmei also said helplessly: "The horse, the poor monk only has the last two treasures, and after the last two treasures are offered, if the horse still can't give the mantra, the poor monk will have nothing." ”

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