Chapter Ninety-Nine: From the Demon to the Path, Change to the Buddha
When the lama came, the royal people were naturally very clear.
When drowsiness came, someone sent a pillow. In the world, is there such a good thing?
However, after all, they are all people with status, and they will naturally not be so rough when doing things.
Even if it is a wilderness, we must be false to each other. Leave a love for you to see each other in the future.
After all, the royal people have just come here, and they don't know the situation yet. And this lama doesn't know much about the strength of the royal people. Need to be tested.
If both parties are jealous, they will go back to their respective homes after chatting a few words. If one is strong and one is weak, what else needs to be said in a place outside the law?
"I don't know where this Taoist came from and where he is going?" The lama first stayed away and bowed to the king. In his eyes, there was a light of wisdom. It seems that he is looking at the royal man's body.
For the lama's scrutiny, Wang Daoren looked at it in his heart. Now that he is seriously injured, he can't see through the strength of the lama on the other side for a while.
However, after feeling the presence of the lama before, Wang Daoren made a plan. The main body was ambushed at his feet early.
Hearing the lama's question, Wang Daoren opened his eyes. As if he had just met the lama, he said with a weakness that could not be concealed: "This great monk is polite. Xiaodao is the royal Taoist of Centipede Ridge in Mengzhou in the Southern Song Dynasty. I was loved by my friends and called me the flying centipede. No, because he committed an accident in the Great Song Dynasty, he walked north all the way. Coming around and around, I came here. ”
"I don't know, where is this place, and what is the year name?"
Hearing the weakness that could not be concealed in Wang Daoren's tone, the lama secretly wondered in his heart.
"It seems that the weakness of this wild Taoist is not like pretending. That being the case, I should send it back to Laisee. ”
I think so in my head, but I can't say it in my mouth. At that moment, the lama kept saying, "I see! Brother Dao is from the Great Song Dynasty. In this way, Brother Dao changed and relaxed. This is where the border between my Great Xia and Great Song Dynasty is located! Now the king of Jin is leading his troops and stationed not far ahead. At this time, it was the third year of my Great Xia Yongning. ”
"If Brother Dao doesn't dislike it, it's better to return to the military village with me! Then I will introduce you and give Brother Dao a background, is it good to have a way out? The lama said as he moved his steps forward! looked at Wang Daoren sincerely.
If an ordinary person meets this lama, he will be planted. You won't know what you're losing for.
Because this lama's words are so deceptive and seductive.
A person who has fled his homeland and left his homeland, what they need most at this time is a stable life and a channel to rise. If someone can provide these two ways out, it is like another person's rebirth parent.
Even if you are cautious, at this time, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not suffer a big loss.
More importantly, in these words, the lama did not lose a lie.
This is indeed Great Xia! There is indeed a military village of the King of Great Xia Jin stationed here. The era name is indeed the third year of Yongning.
The lama didn't say a word about this scattered information.
Even when he introduced the royal people to the King of Jin, he also came from the heart. Because, he once thought about such thoughts, such thoughts, and he also played a few back and forth in his heart.
However, this also requires the lama to weigh the benefits.
If the income of the referral is high, then what does it matter if he is a good person once?
However, at this time, he was still speaking sincerely, but his feet were getting closer to the king step by step.
The mouth is full of care: "I don't know how my brother's injury is." The little monk has some medicine here, which can build muscles and bones. It works wonders for external injuries! If Brother Dao doesn't mind, can you allow the little monk to come forward and give it a try? After thinking about it, Zahe added. This herb is a heavenly snow lotus picked by the teacher. With saffron, cordyceps, and yak horn, it is made with an exclusive technique. Because of the rarity of medicinal materials, the southerners do not know it. If it weren't for the little monk coming to the battlefield, the family teacher wouldn't have given it to me. ”
"When I left the temple, there were still seven bottles in the hands of the little monk, but the war was delayed, and now there are only three bottles." As he spoke, the lama had already come to the place where the king was five paces away.
Holding a medicine bottle in his hand, his eyes are as clear as the lake water on the plateau. As high as the blue sky of the plateau. As holy as a snow-capped mountain.
In a trance, the royal Taoist seemed to see the light on the body of this lama!
The Centipede Ridge body, which is hiding underground, naturally does not have this feeling. On the contrary, at this time, it secretly sneered in its heart.
"The little house finch dares to show off in front of the eagle! I don't know whether I am alive or dead. ”
Why do centipede spirits think that? That's because this lama used the technique of eyewitnessing against the royal Taoist! The so-called sighting technique is just a kind of illusion.
In this way, the lama wants to plant a concept in the hearts of the kings.
That is to say, he is an existence that the royal people can get close to.
So as to better connect yourself to the royal people.
However, Wang Daoren is a centipede ridge with a demon law body. Will he be afraid of this? Although it is said that he is injured! However, the Demon Pill realm is still there!
A little monk who has not even entered the congenital wants to make him obedient through illusion, but this little monk thinks too much.
Naturally, Zha and the lama didn't know what the centipede was thinking carefully. At this time, his gaze swept over the chest and sleeves of the royal man.
The chest and sleeves of the royal road man are bulging. Seeing this, Zha and the lama were even happier in his heart.
It seems that this person is a wealthy man. In this case, you can't continue to have the idea of referrals.
As soon as he thought of it, Zha and the lama picked up the cork on the top of the bottle. In his mouth, he looked at the royal man gently.
"Brother Dao, I'll help you with the medicine?" Zha and the Taoist eyes are sincere, like a clear spring. Clear. Wang Daoren's eyes were foggy at this time, and he looked at Zha He in a daze, as if he had completely lost the ability to resist.
At the corners of his mouth, a trace of saliva flowed. He muttered, "Good, good!"
As for whether it is really good or false, no one knows.
"Okay, Brother Dao, the little monk will give you medicine!" The Zha and Lama spoke softly and moved more gently.
It's just that the sleeves shook slightly, silently, and the medicine in the hands of the Zha and the lama was replaced with a bottle.
Then, Zha and the lama slightly lifted the head of the king and raised the head of the king and raised the head of the king. Carefully, he poured the bottle in his hand into the mouth of the king.
Unconsciously, Wang Daoren swallowed the medicine that Zha He Lama fed him in one gulp.
Not a drop left!
Zha and Lama, looking at the scene in front of them, showed a sneer on their faces for the first time.