"You are?"

Miao Zhen bowed, "Dao Gong Miao Zhen, thank you for the master's life-saving grace." ”

"A life-saving grace?" Song Jingfang was completely impressed, he hadn't seen her at all.

She was in a state of confusion, and she had nothing but doom in her eyes, and nothing else.

"Yesterday, the monster sneak attacked, I accidentally fell from the city tower, and it was the master who stepped forward to catch me."

Miao Zhen said simply, Song Jingfang remembered, "It turned out to be you." Waving his hand, "It's just a small thing, everyone is helping each other." ”

I lay in the pit all night, and you didn't keep watch over me all night.

"By the way, the black bird demon has been caught, what are you asking for?" She is heroic and sassy, and she is in the soul with one shot! Directly nail the old bird unconscious.

"This ......" Miao Zhen swallowed for a while.

"What's going on?"

Ahh Don't say I've done it to that extent, you still let it run.

"The master's cultivation is profound, and the power of a stick destroys the black bird demon on the spot."

Song Jingfang was a little indigestion, "You mean I nailed the old bird with a stick?" ”

This Buddhist master spoke so interestingly, Miao Zhen wanted to laugh and forcibly went back, and seriously answered the question of the life-saving benefactor, "Yes, after the master fell into a coma, the black bird demon has died of anger. ”

He's dead? Song Jingfang didn't expect that he would be so ruthless, and directly killed the old bird.

"The master doesn't have to worry about it, it is the duty of my generation of cultivators to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Miao Zhen thought that Xuan Chan was blaming herself, her subordinates were too heavy, and she committed a murderous ring.

"The master killed the black bird demon and killed a life, but saved thousands of people, compared with the merits and demerits, the master is also deeply meritorious."

Song Jingfang smiled and nodded, "You're right. "What are you talking about?

Bad luck, you old immortal, you used to eat my daughter-in-law, and now you want to rob my daughter-in-law.

"Giggles~ old immortal." Squeezed into the middle of Song Jingfang and Miaozhen, you two don't stand so close, men and women can't stand it clearly.

Song Jingfang hugged the bad luck like a child.

"Tut~" Song Jingfang's hand teased the chicken feathers of bad luck, "The old bird's skills are not very good, and it will peck you like a leper." A sentence poked the pain in Doom's heart, especially in front of its new goddess.

"Ahh ”

Doom was very irritable, and the chicken's mouth looked at Song Jingfang's big bald head and chattered.

The master will give you a full head of green bags today, and send you to become a Buddha in advance!

Of course, the above is a beautiful fantasy of bad luck. The actual situation is that the force value of bad luck is too low, and Song Jingfang took it first and grabbed the chicken's neck.

"Giggle~"

"It's turned upside down, and I still want to peck at the poop."

"Giggle~"

"Say, do you know it's wrong?"

"Old immortal...... Giggle~"

"Is it wrong?"

"Baba, my son knows it's wrong."

Miao Zhen covered her mouth and snickered beside her, pondering in her heart. I thought that people in Buddhism were as hypocritical and righteous as a bald donkey, but this master of Xuancia has a true temperament and is interesting.

"It's wonderful." Song Jingfang cleaned up his bad luck and hit Miaozhen with his idea.

As soon as Song Jingfang shouted, Miao Zhen guessed that he had something to help himself, "What's the matter with the master, but it's okay to say it?" ”

Talking to smart people is to save effort, Song Jingfang was not polite, and said directly: "Do you have any silver on you, lend me some money." ”

It is said that adult friendship begins with borrowing money. I am her life-saving benefactor, and I should be able to borrow the horn.

Miao Zhen was stunned on the spot, silver?

She really didn't.

When he lived in the Taoist Palace, he practiced enlightenment all day long, and was worshiped by the emperor as a national teacher when he was born.

"The silver Miaozhen doesn't have it, but can the master tell me what to do with the silver, and can Miaozhen help one or two." It really didn't work, so she immediately cast a spell to find Fu Yin to borrow something.

How else can you help me without money?

Muttering, Song Jingfang confessed, "Look at the way I look now, I have to go to the inn to take a shower and change my clothes." ”

She was now like a black African, and she had to find a place to shower and change her clothes. But I didn't know where the silver on my body was struck by lightning, so I had to borrow some from Miaozhen.

"I see, if the master doesn't mind, I'll put a little dust trick on you, it's easier and more convenient than taking a bath."

Why didn't you say it earlier with such a spell that benefits mankind, Song Jingfang kicked his nose in the face, "Then you don't mind teaching me?" ”

According to the probability of being struck by lightning, you don't have to worry about having no place to take a bath in the future.

"If you're embarrassed, you don't say it." Song Jingfang added another sentence, in fact, he was looking forward to it in his heart.

Miao Zhen smiled: "A little trick, the master is interested, so why not tell Miao Zhen." ”

Oops, young lady, you're so cute.

The two had a cordial and friendly conversation about Taoist spells, and the spell of Xiao Fu Chenjue was many times simpler than the Spring and Autumn Zen sound that forced her to spit fragrant in her mouth.

Throw it in her mouth and chew it twice Song Jingfang will do, but she didn't try it on herself.

A small dust trick can clean the body, it does not mean that you can change a good clothes, at this time the body is black, the place that should be covered can be covered, and if it is clean, it will hinder the city's appearance.

"Master Xuancida!" A greasy mass of pork belly pounced on him.

Song Jingfang slapped Lord Fu's big face, "Lord Fu, I don't stir the foundation." ”

"Master, what is a stirrger?"

Lord Fu now worships Xuan Chan as a god, and Xuan Chan says that he will never go west in the east.

I won't explain such a profound word to you, Song Jingfang pushed away the leg pendant and paid for it, "What do you mean by staying away from me." ”

It stumbled like I was struck by lightning again.

"Master." Fu Xin brought all the disciples here, "Is the master in good health?" The disciple has sent a message to the abbot. ”

"Do you have any clothes?"

As soon as Fu Xin appeared, Song Jingfang stared at his clothes.

A monk's robe with a good fairy spirit, especially the white organza covered with a layer, is so watery.

"The disciple and the ancestor returned from the catastrophe, and he specially prepared an extra body." The disciple behind him presented a burden at the right time.

Song Jingfang took his clothes to find a place to hide, and Master Fu wanted to stammer, so he followed Song Jingfang to see if there was any place......

"Get out!"

Master Fu came back in a gray manner.

Refreshed.

Buddha relies on gold, people rely on clothes, and when I wear new clothes, I feel that my whole person has improved by several levels.

"Master Xuanchan, you want to save my people in Shaoyang."

hugged her if she didn't agree with her, Song Jingfang pushed away Master Fu in disgust, crying and crying, don't stain her new clothes.

"The harpies are all dead, and there are other monsters in the city?"

Song Jingfang didn't expect Lord Fu to be able to say one, two, three, and asked directly.

"Shaoyang City garrison, meet the national teacher." Beside him, a soldier in full armor and with a knife on his waist saluted Miaozhen.