Chapter Ninety-Seven: Poor as a clang
couldn't take a few steps, Chongtian and Ye Yi also followed.
They are still talking one by one, but now the topic is not mobile phones, but complaining about each other.
Yang Zijiang probably figured out the reason for their failure to hunt down the captive cattle.
Originally, the traces of the prison cow had been found, but they couldn't get close to the range at all, Ye Yi thought that the song was too ugly, and the prison cow was disgusted so he dodged, and Chongtian blamed him for shooting indiscriminately and completely scared away.
endured their quarrel all the way, and finally arrived at the Hidden Mountain Sect.
The Lingji Palace had been cleaned up, and the people in Li Zhao Almighty were waiting in the hall with sad faces, and when they saw Chongtian entering from the passage, they immediately greeted him.
"Uncle Shi, it's okay if your old man is fine......"
"Can't die. Chongtian asked, "Your master hasn't been out yet?"
"Not yet, somehow ......"
"This shortage has been in stock for three days, and I don't know where the fugue is. ”
Chongtian muttered to himself, then waved his hand and ordered: "You make a list for my apprentice, the ceremony is exempted, I see that he is not a hard-working goods, just remember the outer door, I will see your master go to ......"
After speaking, ignoring the questions of Zhao Quanneng and the others, he turned around and walked towards the Infinite Cave.
Zhao Quanneng embarrassedly cast his inquiring eyes on Yang Zijiang, and after listening to what happened, he said: "Little Brother Yang, the Hidden Mountain Sect owes you a favor again, my uncle has a strange temperament, but it is ......"
"It's okay, it's not weird. ”
Yang Zijiang smiled to show understanding and said: "Everyone has their own temperament and style, as long as it is not a big evil, there is nothing that cannot be tolerated." ”
Ye Yi said: "Boss, how can you say this? and tolerant, didn't you have a fight with my master just now?"
"Shut up, you don't speak, no one will be dumb when you don't speak!"
Yang Zijiang is not angry, do you understand what impulse is?
After the matter is over, it is not a big deal to think about it, this is called rationality, if you can restrain yourself in anger, you are a saint.
Or 'my master'? so quickly called so naturally and smoothly?
"Senior Brother Ye. ”
At that time, Zhao Quanneng naturally guessed three points, and hurriedly diverted the topic, saying: "You will join my Yinshan faction by fate, and you should have set up a ceremony to worship the teacher, but now there are many changes, the master is settled, and the bones of the disciples are not cold, according to the words of the uncle, everything is simple, and let Senior Brother Zhang and you make a register." ”
So he instructed Zhang Quanyou to lead the way to go through the formalities, and Ye Yifu followed.
It doesn't seem to be a big deal for him, just like he "abandoned the darkness and turned to the light" and followed Yang Zijiang.
"Wallgrass!"
Yang Zijiang secretly cursed, thought of one thing, and immediately asked, "By the way, Daochang Zhao, what happened to Brother Zhuo Zhou?"
"I have been properly taken care of, fed with the life-sustaining pill and water of this sect, the pulse is stable and there is no major problem, but it is just a little blood evil art, my senior brother has not been in contact with it, only the master can solve it when he comes out of the customs. ”
"I just don't know, when will the real person be able to get out?"
Thinking of the [Divine Power Treasure Book], he took it out and handed it to Zhao Quanneng.
"This is from the spell caster, there is a bit of blood magic in it, Zhao Daochang's cultivation is not shallow, can you find a way to crack it?"
Zhao Quanneng opened and turned a few pages, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, and said:
"The art contained in this book is demonic and evil, and it should never be left in the world, it should not be seen, and the helpless move is not mentioned for the time being, Brother Yang, and it must be destroyed after this matter is over. ”
"Yes, I know that. ”
Yang Zijiang knew what he was worried about, and explained: "I haven't read it carefully, and I won't learn any of the exercises here, but I just want to save Brother Zhou, and I should be prepared first." ”
"Well, Brother Yang is upright, I'm not worried, I'm just afraid of falling into the hands of people with bad intentions. ”
Zhao Quanneng skipped the previous chapters, quickly turned to the part of the blood technique, read it carefully for a while, sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head, and then closed the book.
"Brother Yang, the method of casting the spell is not necessarily unusual, but because of the different skills of the caster, if you want others to use their method to dismantle, unless you understand their intentions, the severity of the attack. ”
"That is, you can't solve it even if you know the method?"
"There is still a solution, but not with the self-law, the bloodline and the meridians are similar, in my opinion, with the true qi injected into his body, you can rush away the sealed gambling blood, and naturally restore the same. ”
Yang Zijiang was overjoyed and said, "Daochang Zhao, then you hurry up and solve ......"
Zhao Quanneng said: "But I don't know where the blood head is sealed, it is counterproductive to do it indiscriminately, and the Chinese practitioner does not know the luck method and cannot cooperate, the master is far superior to me, or I can do it alone." ”
"I still have to wait for the real person to come out......"
Yang Zijiang was depressed, he didn't have much time, and there were more important things to deal with, Hu Liwen's seven-day period was approaching, and she didn't know if the real person could save her life.
You can't pin all your hopes on the unknown date of the spiritual real person, but if you leave Zhou Zhuo here alone and make another plan by yourself, it seems that you can't live with him.
"Not necessarily ......"
Zhao Quanneng suddenly smiled and said: "There is someone else who can understand, my uncle, he has cultivated the Heavenly Eye, and the skill of controlling qi is far beyond my generation, I will go and invite him to come, but if he knows that it is Brother Yang asking for help, he will not be embarrassed, and we cultivators can't hide it from him, and ask Brother Yang to come a little later... Calm down. ”
"This ......"
Yang Zijiang has a big head, and he begged and begged and hit Chongtian again, Zhao Quanneng's meaning is obvious, that is, let himself not do it against Chongtian, and be honest and soft.
Do you want to kneel?
was thinking about how not to lose face and achieve his goal, when he suddenly heard a voice that rushed to the sky, and said: "Ye Ke heard, Brother Yang Shuai, do you recognize this word today?"
Zhao Quanneng immediately greeted him, and gave Yang Zijiang a look.
"Rush... Hello old man!"
Yang Zijiang reluctantly put up a smile on his face and said: "Accept, if you are convinced, I will persuade you with my mouth, and it doesn't mean if I don't admit it in my heart, right?"
"I can't control what you think. Chongtian smiled and said: "Now you have a request for me, as long as you say a word, in the spirit of the monk's compassion, it is natural to save people." ”
"It means that if I don't accept it, you won't be saved if you die?"
"Why not, life and death have life and wealth in the sky, the lord does not save people and loses merit, but wins the scene, I think this deal is a good deal, when the spirit wakes up, he will not save it. ”
"You old ......"
Yang Zijiang frowned, and was about to make a disrespectful speech, but was interrupted by Zhao Quanneng's cough.
"Brother Yang, don't be bored, my teacher ......"
"Xiao Nengzi went coolly, it was not your turn to speak. ”
Chongtian smiled and scolded, but Zhao Quanneng didn't dare not listen.
Yang Zijiang calmed down and asked, "Master Dao, what is the use of this service if you want this word, except for being in a good mood?"
"It's useless, I'm bored. ”
"Then let's make a deal, didn't you say that you want 1,000 yuan, I'll give you 2,000, banknotes are better than good words!"
"You insult the master?" Chongtian had a wagging expression, not knowing whether he was happy or angry, and said: "I want to use money to send it away, but I underestimate the master, let me ask you, no matter what, today is not convinced?"
"If you don't accept it, even if I kneel, I won't accept it. Yang Zijiang said: "But today I ask you, give you money, or kneel, choose one of the two, I admit it, but I don't accept you in my heart." ”
"Okay, just give the money, there is no shortage of people to kneel!"
“......”
it!
Yang Zijiang suspected that he had misheard, Zhao Quanneng almost vomited blood, and his master was unlucky.
"Uncle Shi...... I'm afraid something is wrong......"
"What's wrong with taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others?"
"But the situation is different, it is not my faction to sit on the ground and negotiate prices, and it is even more difficult for some strongmen to ......"
"You are out of stock, you know that you are going to the Xuantian Alliance, thousands of miles away, is it possible to walk with your feet? Or do you think that Wuling Hongguang, the god car can run without oil?"
"The master said that you can also take a car and train, and a little fare along the way, and it shouldn't be a problem to transfer......"
"Begging for one piece or two? You are all old-fashioned people who were taught by the spirit, I don't know that the hearts of the people in the world today are not ancient, and you have to laugh at them if you show them a play, you can bear it, but you can't bear it.
The out-of-stock spirit closes the mountain gate, is not worshiped by outsiders with incense, guards his own three-point field, and relies on selling herbs, grains and rice to ask people to say good things when he buys clothes, shoes and socks.
It's better to do business fairly, cultivators eliminate disasters and solve misfortunes, consumers spend money to buy happiness, you love me, why is it difficult for strong people, Yang Shuai, are you right?"
There is only one question in Yang Zijiang's mind, the Hidden Mountain Sect is really so poor that he can't get a penny?
And Zhao Quanneng's speechlessness and helpless eyes proved that Chongtian's words could not be true.
If they are in need, as long as they bring it up, they will never blink and give generously.
Thinking that they were probably in the way of face, they didn't poke it out, and said, "Master Chongtian, you have a point. ”
"Very good, then these 2,000 yuan, are you willing to give it?"
"Of course!"
Yang Zijiang suddenly understood a little bit of Chongtian's intention to ask for money by opening his mouth and closing his mouth, at least he was using it for the Hidden Mountain Sect, not in his own pocket.
At the beginning, it cost 500 yuan to 'sell wine', which was probably used to refuel and rush back to the Hidden Mountain Sect?
It's not just this money to go to a big hospital for a cold and flu, according to the transaction, 2,000 yuan to ask him to save people, it is definitely his loss.
But his attitude always makes people want to beat him, or is he just going to be a 'bad guy' because he cares about the face of the Hidden Mountain faction?
Just when he thought he was about to "understand", Chongtian suddenly said: "Handsome guy, do you suddenly feel that the master is not very bad, he is a person with a story, and he deliberately pretends to be a villain?"
"Probably... Maybe...... Guess?"
"Don't think too much, you just like to toss others, build your happiness on the pain of others, and don't bother to care what others think. ”
Yang Zijiang thought about this person's smile on his face, it was never a good thing, forget it, he was too lazy to care, and it was the right thing to save Zhou Zhuo first.
"If you like it, let's just trade, don't talk about anything else!"
"Well, the handsome guy knows how to pay it back, the money is willing to be spent, he is more generous than that fool, and he actually beats the master's idea, what are you waiting for, don't you regret it?
Damn! It's poisonous!
Zhao Quanneng shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi, Brother Yang, I'll go and arrange ...... first."
He felt that he couldn't watch this scene, it was too embarrassing for the Yinshan faction, so he walked quickly to the room where Zhou Zhuo was, Wang Quande and the others didn't say a word, and they couldn't stand it at this time, so they left together under the pretext of excuses.
Facing the QR code of the mobile phone stretched out by the sky, Yang Zijiang looked helpless, so he had to take out his mobile phone to scan the code.
But unexpectedly, something went wrong.
"Daoye, can you get a 95% discount?" Yang Zijiang smiled bitterly: "There are 1986 ...... left in the balance"
This is the truth, there was not much left on the salary card, and it cost a lot to buy a new mobile phone and other things after falling into the water the day before yesterday, and I didn't pay attention to the specific amount, but now I found out that I can't afford 2,000 yuan.