Zhan Mo looked at Zhang Xinde and was still silent, so he patted Zhang Xinde on the shoulder and said, "You said that you, a little Taoist, obviously avoid meat and wine, why are you still in the wine shop business?" You said that you can't help but steal wine like me, and put water after drinking to make a fake, to tell you the truth, I have already drunk your osmanthus brew, but every time I drink it, I will add other osmanthus brews with similar tastes to it, which is shoddy, and most of what Xiao Wu's big fool drinks is defective osmanthus brew, don't you envy me? Hahaha. Saying that, he fluttered a few times on Zhang Xinde's body, and groped for a few ingots of silver, "I won't be a robber, these are all mine, even if you catch the robber by mistake recently, give me the apology money, I will leave, and I will never see you again." ”

After Zhan Mo finished speaking, he was in a good mood, and after stepping out of the door with his front foot, he came back, "You are not bad, you blocked Xiao Wu's blow for me, although you don't block, I will be fine, but in short, I should thank you, in order to repay your kindness, I might as well say a little more, I heard my father say, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and those who play tricks are generally not very good, and those who are righteous generally do not die well, and those who are too full of words are generally self-slapping in the face, just yesterday, you are righteous and righteous, but what you met is an unreasonable Khitan Dazi, people just don't play cards according to common sense, You said that you didn't give in in the end, let them drink fake osmanthus brew, why did you say that you wanted to drink ancestral osmanthus brew at the beginning, and if you voted for the Central Plains dog in the next life, will your face hurt? Although your master is highly respected, virtuous and righteous, and what he said is right, you can also be flexible. ”

Zhan Mo seemed to see a figure at the door, looked up, covered his chest, and felt a chill in his back, "Senior, your skills are really profound, this coming and going like a ghost is really scary......" She was suddenly pointed at the acupuncture point, she couldn't move, and she couldn't even speak.

After Desheng opened up the meridians for Zhang Xinde and forced out the toxins, he let Zhang Xinde leave the wine shop with Zhan Mo on his back and go to the Qingxu faction, and the war foam was moved to the foot of the Qingxu faction like a sculpture.

The moment Desheng unlocked the Zhan Mo acupoint, Zhan Mo turned on the escape mode, thinking: The Qingxu faction is a hell for people like me, I heard that the disciples who were sent to the Qingxu faction to discipline by the various gates are all alive and well, and they are also virtuous and polite to go back, in addition to gentlemen, virtue, etiquette, and justice all day long, there will be no other words on the lips, Desheng must have heard the words of me and Zhang Xinde, and thought that I must be a villain who behaves perversely, acts without virtue, and has no justice, and wants to reform me, I really owe it.

Zhan Mo ran out of about ten meters, feeling that he had hit a ball with excellent elasticity, and when he saw that it was Desheng, he looked desperate, "Senior, I swear to God, I will never do anything bad, I will not go to the land of Taoism, there is no wine, no oil and no meat, I am afraid that my intestines will be broken, too boring, and I will die of breaking my meridians." ”

Desheng: "I have sent a letter to your father, and when I discuss with him whether it is really a righteous body that cannot die well, we will abandon justice and live a good life, as for you, you will not be bored, you have a lot to learn." ”

Zhan Mo went to the Taoist Hall in the mountains, and looked at the idle characters in the Taoist who copied the scriptures and memorized the scriptures, and they were transformed into elm scholars, and they were big for a while.

Bitter gourd face!

When he arrived at the hall of the Daoguan, Desheng said: "You first go and copy the Tao Te Ching three times, and ask if you can ask if you can hold one." Hug one you help supervise. ”

Zhan Mo thought to himself: That's great, the Tao Te Ching has been repeated three times, so I can't do anything, get up early and be greedy for darkness one day, copy until my hands and feet cramp, don't eat or drink, and have to copy for a month and a half?

Then he hurriedly said: "I'm a mountain village man, I can't read, I haven't written, and I don't understand the Tao Te Ching, so it's useless to copy it." ”

Desheng: "Yue Shan's second son is illiterate and can't write, I'm very strange. Hug one, take him to the scripture pavilion, receive the scripture, teach him how to write, explain to him, and let him copy it three more times. Second son Su, the content of the explanation also has to be copied. ”

Zhan Mo was speechless and resentful and took a fancy to Desheng, and he didn't want to say anything, thinking: I can still delay it until my father comes to save me, otherwise I will finish copying the scriptures in advance, and I don't know what else is waiting for me.