Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-Six
For what Qinghai Three Swords' martial arts, Zeng Yi has long been aware of it, the three of them are at most second-rate strength, and they can't be a threat to him at all, in the face of the saber stabbed by the three people at the same time, Zeng Yi didn't dodge, he pulled out the Tianzi knife behind his back, and with a random wave, the swords of the three broke in unison!
The three of them were shocked: "Dragon Slayer Knife!" ”
"Humph! Strength is not good, and eyesight is even worse! Saying that, Zeng Yi rushed up, and the three of them threw down the broken sword in their hands, turned around and ran, "I want to run!" Have you asked me? With his right foot slamming on the ground, Zeng Yi rushed towards the person who had just taken the silver ticket, and the flame knife passed over at the same time, and the person hurried to the scorching knife qi behind his back, without thinking about it, he fell to the side with a move of flat sand and goose style. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info then struggled to get up and wanted to continue running, but Zeng Yi had already rushed up, and the Tianzi knife rested on his neck!
The other two were far away and glared at Zeng Yi angrily, "Let our senior brother go!" Otherwise, when my Yuzhenguan army arrives, I will break you into pieces! ”
"Humph!" Not to mention that Zeng Yi has the support of Jinyi Wei behind him, he is alone, and now he is not afraid of a small sect in Qinghai! Zeng Yi didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, looked at the person under the knife, and said, "Do you want to die or live?" ”
"Misunderstanding, Shaoxia, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Don't talk about those useless things, if you want to live, leave the money to buy your life!"
Zeng Yi's knife, as soon as he heard what he said, hurriedly took out the silver ticket in his arms, Zeng Yi looked at it, and there were only three thousand taels of silver!
"You guys are also a sect of great size, so you can bring this money when you go out and fool Lao Tzu, right? I really thought that Lao Tzu would not kill! "Three thousand taels, Zeng Yi is actually very satisfied, but he habitually blew up this guy!
Unexpectedly, this guy was really scared, and anxiously said to his two junior brothers: "Two junior brothers, help!" The two rubbed for a moment, and reluctantly took out another thousand taels of silver tickets and threw them to Zeng Yi!
The person under Zeng Yi's knife also hurriedly spoke: "Shaoxia, we really don't have any money, we are a small sect of Yuzhenguan, there are only more than ten people, this is already all the belongings, Shaoxia spares his life!" After getting the money, Zeng Yi didn't bother to deal with the three of them, if they weren't going to Shaolin Temple, Zeng Yi would definitely not let them go!
Let go of the three of them, Zeng Yi took the boring two silver tickets in his hand, and laughed heartily, he didn't expect to make so much money this time! This is completely a business, and he is looking forward to the next situation! Just as he was about to leave for the next location, he suddenly received a message from the boss flying pigeon!
"Second brother, pay attention, today I accidentally found out that the old guy Yuanzhen sent someone out!"
"What! How could I rely on it so quickly, Lao Tzu's business has only opened twice! No, Lao Tzu hurry up and make a wave! Thinking of this, Zeng Yi hurriedly replied to the boss: "Boss, you hurry up and keep up with the people who came to the southwest!" Don't let them really rush to the southwest! ”
"Damn, people have been off for a long time, how can this old man chase him?"
"Damn, you didn't notify Lao Tzu until you were half a day? Made, delay things, hurry up, and after the thing is done, I will give you a layer of benefits! Then Zeng Yi hurriedly told the boss about his money, and when the boss heard it, he didn't say a word, and went on the road to chase the people sent by Yuanzhen!
Zeng Yi also hurriedly left, along the road to the southwest, and looked for it, Chen Kun had already sent people to inform the heroes of the rivers and lakes, he was thinking that it was impossible to notify them all, for this way to make money, he had to keep the southwest, and the people sent by Chen Kun to the southwest couldn't let them arrive no matter what!
The boss chased behind, Zeng Yi blocked in front, this is also the safest way that Zeng Yi can think of, he walked forward for a few hours, all the way was full of rugged rocks, thorns, Zeng Yi's physical strength dropped very much, look up, the sky gradually darkened, Zeng Yi wanted to replenish some physical strength, only to find out that after a few days of coming out, there was not much food left with him!
"Damn, there is no store in front of the village and no store in the back!" There was no way, Zeng Yi could only hurry up and go to the nearby woods, spray air, and see if he could get some game! After wandering around for a while, I suddenly saw a wisp of cooking smoke rising from the mountain pass. Zeng Yi was overjoyed: "There is a family in front!" When I got closer, I saw a corner of the yellow wall exposed in the shade of a big tree, which turned out to be a temple.
When I came to the temple, I saw the plaque on the gate read: "Zhongyue Temple". Zeng Yi lifted the door knocker and knocked it three times, but after a long time, no one answered, and knocked three more times. Suddenly, I heard a gloomy voice inside the door: "Is it a human or a ghost?" Do you want to raise the corpse? The door slowly opened, and a figure appeared behind the wooden door. At that time, the twilight was blank, and the man's body was backlit, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he saw that he was bald and monk's robe, and he was a monk.
"I passed by your land, accidentally got lost, and was hungry, and asked the master to make it convenient!"
I thought it was an easy thing, but unexpectedly, the man snorted and said coldly: "Monks have never been convenient for others, so you can go." He wanted to close the door. Zeng Yi resisted the door, "Master, slow down, I can apply some sesame oil money!" ”
The man glanced at Zeng Yi a few times and said, "Okay, it's convenient for you to be with others, and it's convenient for yourself." "Get out of the way. Zeng Yi walked in. The monk led him through the main hall and courtyard to the east wing, and said, "Stay here." "There is no light or fire in the room, there is a black hole, Zeng Yi touched it on the bed, there was only a straw mat on the bed, and there was nothing else." Made, this is too poor, isn't it? ”
was waiting for the meal, only to hear a loud voice outside shouting, "Fourth Brother Hao, who did you bring in?" The monk said, "A begging guest." ”
"Damn, I'm going to pay, beg your sister!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and a total of seven or eight people came, the fire flickered, the door was pushed open, and two monks held up the candlesticks, shining on them. At a glance, there were eight monks, some with thick eyebrows and huge eyes, some with thick faces and meaty faces, and none of them were good-looking. An old monk with a wrinkled face said, "How much gold, silver and jewelry do you have on your body, take them all out together." ”
Another monk with a meaty face said: "The donor is destined to come here; Just bumped into a small temple to do a big thing, rebuild the mountain gate, and then install a golden body. The gold, silver, and jewels of the donor were given together. If you are stingy and refuse to offend the Bodhisattva, then you will be in trouble. ”
At this time, Zeng Yi also reacted, this was a robber, not only was he a little speechless, he was completely self-inflicted, and he actually drilled into the black den by himself! After looking at the eight people carefully, Zeng Yi said: "What do you mean, Ming robbery?" ”
The old monk said, "Sin, sin." Our eight brothers killed people and set fires, they were originally robbers, but recently they put down their butcher knives and became Buddhas on the spot, and became monks in a so-so way. The donor is destined, and the fat sheep himself is sent to the door, alas, but it is so tired that we can't clean the six roots of the monks. ”