"If you listen carefully, what this person said looks like a demon beast Neidan."

After hearing the monk's words, Zhao Zhou pondered for a few breaths, thought about it, and felt that what the monk said was not much different from what was recorded on the animal skin.

Especially since someone in the White Lotus Sect wrote the recipe of 'relics to practice the gods', then in Zhao Zhou's mind, someone must have cultivated, or the person who wrote the recipe has seen these 'relics'.

Then I thought about it again.

If this monk said it clearly, and the White Lotus Sect is a branch of Buddhism. Then it is also possible that these 'Five Ghost Dao' are really 'ghost things' that were raised by them, and they are specially used to condense the 'relics'.

Similarly, Zhao Zhou also thought about it like this, so that he could sort out the matter of the ancient tomb recipe and figure out what the relics were.

"After all, it's all demons and monsters. However, the 'Yaksha and Rakshasa' are themselves the protectors of the six realms of Buddhism, and the inner pill that comes out should be called 'relics' by another name. ”

After thinking about it, while leading everyone to find the inn, he felt that this matter was inseparable, and he also knew that these 'Yaksha and Rakshasa' could not be removed, and they had to wait for them to become Taoists and conclude the 'Neidan'!

Because in the words of this monk, this is not 'raising ghosts', but 'Dharma Protector Bodhisattvas' who raise Buddhism! It's for the benefit of all beings!

Zhao Zhou was also walking along the way, while listening to the words of this monk, he can be regarded as well versed in this Buddhist principle, and he will definitely act as their caretaker before the 'five bodhisattvas' have not cultivated the golden body of Zhengguo, and always prevent all accidents.

When the time comes, Zhao Zhou will wait for those 'Yaksha and Rakshasas' to become them, and then go to find them and surrender them one by one, just like the 'Yaksha and Rakshasas' of the Buddha who transformed the hungry ghost path back then, it is for great merit.

In particular, Zhao Zhou killed them, took those relics, strung them into hand beads, and wore them on his body. It is even more like the Buddha made the 'Yaksha and Rakshasa' his own protectors, turning into one of the twelve heavens and eight heavenly dragons under the seat.

"If you think about it like this, and then in the words of this monk, as long as I take the relics, then I am not a Buddha myself."

When Zhao Zhou thought of this, he felt that this god was weird, and the Zen and witty seemed to make sense.

The problem is that there are only two types of hungry ghost paths, and they can't make up the twelve heavens and eight heavenly dragons.

And when Zhao Zhou was thinking, he led everyone to find an inn on this street.

Passing by this street intersection, there are several circles of people nearby, and occasionally there are shouts of "good" and "good marksmanship" coming from it, and it is estimated that someone is making a living by performing arts.

When Zhao Zhou heard about it, he didn't go to join in the excitement, but when he looked around, he also saw that there was an inn on this street, with a courtyard style, and it was estimated that it could accommodate people.

"Let's go." When Zhao Zhou saw it, he led everyone over, and he was not picky, as long as he was close to the Marshal's Mansion and could eat, drink, and live in people.

The crowd walked a hundred meters to the door of this inn and walked in.

Zhao Zhou roughly swept it and saw that the tables, chairs, benches, and benches inside were neatly placed, and it was accompanied by 'a mouthful!' There were seven or eight customers in the store, and two tables of wine and food were set up.

There were also two guys next to them who were busy serving tea and pouring water.

However, with Zhao Zhou and others walking in.

The two looked up and saw this group of more than a dozen people, and just subconsciously shouted "The guest officer is here", and saw the fierce and vicious appearances of the people behind Zhao Zhou, but they thought they were looking for something, and they muttered two sentences, but they couldn't speak.

Even the guests at the two tables suddenly felt that the sun was blocked, and when they turned their heads to see the 'fierce' appearance of Li Yin and others at the door, they also turned their heads with Qi Qiran, and their voices such as 'dry, drunk' were lowered.

"Quick, go find Master!" And one of the two fellows whispered a word to his companion.

But before they could move, the goatee wiped towards his waist, took out the bag of silver dollars that Zhao Zhou had given them before, and threw it towards one person without counting.

"Good tea, good wine, good food. Good room, not enough to make up. ”

The guy stretched out his hand to take it, and the sound of 'bang-la-la' sounded, and he opened it to take a look, although he didn't count the number of the ocean, but when he saw that Zhao Zhou and the others were not here to find trouble, they were also relaxed, and sighed a few times. glanced at Zhao Zhou who was in the lead again, thinking that he had met a family of sons.

"Ladies and gentlemen, wait a minute!" The man sang, first put away the money bag, wiped the benches, tables and chairs with his companions, made tea and poured water, and at the end, he went to the back kitchen with a smile to inform the cupboard, and then handed over the bag of silver dollars to the shopkeeper in the backyard.

Zhao Zhou and others occupied five tables in the room, drinking tea and meditating.

Especially Zhao Zhou was also thinking about borrowing a stove from the store and melting the Golden Buddha, and there were no extra words.

Goatee and the others saw that 'Zhao Ye' was thinking about things, and they didn't dare to say much to chat, and they drank tea quietly.

For a while, there was some quiet in the inn.

When the guests saw this scene, they were also drinking, so they just pulled the food, ate a few bites, and left.

But not long after these people left, about a minute or two, the person who was performing at the corner of the street also came to the inn, with a capable old man behind him.

And this strong man who sells his art, his face is full of disbelief at this time, and he is estimated that when he was selling art to make a living, he was smashed by this old man. Now when you come to the inn, it is possible to come to drink tea and talk about things.

"Those who practice boxing have strife everywhere." Zhao Zhou also looked at them idly, and through the stretching of the muscles and bones when the two of them walked, they could also see the kung fu foundation of the two, and they could guess what happened.

"This strong man has strong muscles and bones, and his hard work is deep. And the old man has a solid chassis and a good body. But if the two fight, this strong man will suffer a lot of losses, and he will definitely be kicked out of the restaurant and cut off his money, so he must talk about it well. ”

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and in the next moment, he saw that this strong man came to the inn not to drink tea and talk about things, but to go to the counter and pull a sweat towel on his shoulder, and became a guy here.

However, after the strong man finished putting on the sweat towel, he turned his head and hugged his fist at the old man and said, "Master Sun, I don't count if you win."

He said, gesturing to the backyard, "Aren't you going to see the Soul Breaker?" My master, the 'Sharpshooter Sand Dragon', is the shopkeeper of this inn! You sit down first, and I'll go and invite my master!" ”

After the strong man finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the backyard, not caring about the old man surnamed Sun, it seemed that he had really been kicked out of the restaurant, and he was ready to find his master to help him 'vent'.

"I've heard the name of the sand dragon for a long time, so go and please."

The old man also found a table to sit at casually, and didn't care about Zhao Zhou and the others, and poured tea for himself.

But when Zhao Zhou heard the name of 'Divine Spear Sand Dragon', he was slightly familiar.

In particular, he recalled it carefully, but he remembered Mr. Lao She's 'Soul Breaking Gun', which is a short story and thousands of words, which records the 'Divine Spear Sand Dragon' of the Republic of China.

"No."

Zhao Zhou remembered this sentence, which was also the words of 'Sand Dragon'.

But Zhao Zhou didn't practice martial arts before, but he didn't feel it deeply, but now that he has practiced martial arts for many years, he can vaguely understand the meaning of 'not transmitting' in that article.

"In that era of gunfire, an iron bullet hit it, even if it was a great ability, no one could block it. It's better to let the gun go into the coffin with you. In this way, the sand dragon has never lost, and neither has the soul breaker gun. ”

Zhao Zhou thought about it, also in terms of his own thoughts.

I feel that if it were him, he would not pass on martial arts, and would rather die of old age than see his apprentices' descendants. Or because of a momentary battle of will, he died under the gunfire of the foreigner.

"Gunfire can't compare to martial arts."

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhou tapped the table a few times, suddenly looked at the old man surnamed Sun, stood up and waved his hand and said, "This master, I came here first today to see Master Sha's Soul Breaking Spear." I hope you will take a step forward and come back another day. ”

"Oh?" When the old man surnamed Sun heard this, he glanced at Zhao Zhou and the others a few times, pondered for a while, and smiled, "You are also a practitioner?" Hand in hand? ”

"You don't have to."

Zhao Zhou touched a silver dollar from his sleeve, flicked it, and before the old man could react, he entered the side of a stool next to him, followed the bulging outline, and entered the middle of the stool, which was more than half a foot deep.

But when viewed from the side, the dollar was completely invisible, leaving only a coin-sized slit on the side, surrounded by cracks.

It was also at this time, with the sound of 'stepping', Sha Zilong also came out of the backyard of the inn under the leadership of the apprentice, and saw this scene, but did not speak.

"This master is very skilled!" When the old man surnamed Sun saw this scene, he stood up all of a sudden, knowing that he had met a master.

"May I move?" Zhao Zhou made a gesture of please.

"The skills are not as good as others, say goodbye." When the old man surnamed Sun saw Zhao Zhou asking him to leave, he also bowed his hands to Zhao Zhou and Sha Zilong respectively, and without saying much, he left the inn.

Waiting for the old man to leave, Zhao Zhou pointed to the bench and said to one of his subordinates next to him: "If you break something, you have to pay for it, this is the rule." You carry the chair in the store, find a place to buy a new one, and if you can't find it, go to the carpenter to get a new one. ”

"Yes, Zhao Ye!" When the man heard this, he went out with the bench without saying a word.

And Zhao Zhou turned around and hugged his fist towards Sha Zilong and said, "Zhao Zhou heard that Master Sha has a unique soul breaking gun, can you give me a hand?"

"I forgot." Sha Zilong smiled and pointed at himself again, "Besides, I'm also fat, and I can't play anymore." lived up to Master Zhao's intentions. ”

As he spoke, he hugged his fist at Zhao Zhou and the others, and asked the apprentice to return Zhao Zhou's bag of silver dollars intact, "It's all friends, I've invited this meal." ”

Sha Zilong and Harmony are not like a warrior at all, but like a businessman who loves to make friends.

When Zhao Zhou heard this, he was not surprised, and he didn't ask Sha Zilong why he didn't talk about martial arts and didn't work together. Because just like Zhao Zhou thought, the appearance of gunfire has changed an era.

It's like a sand dragon, and he changed the dart game that would cause disputes into an inn that makes money peacefully, which is forced by the form.

To put it simply, if a warrior does not conform to the times, he is the first group of people to be eliminated in this era.

After all, chivalry is forbidden by martial arts.

"Gunfire, in fact, can't compare to martial arts." Zhao Zhou thought for a moment, said a word to Sha Zilong, took a few steps forward, came to the middle of the inn, and under the doubts of everyone, gave a death order to the goatee, and asked him to take out the box cannon he picked up and aim it at himself.

"Zhao Ye" Li Yin and the others were a little frightened, and they didn't know what their Zhao Ye was going to do.

"Master Zhao!" Sha Zilong thought that Zhao Zhou was forcing himself with his life and letting himself join him, so he wanted to stop him.

"Master Zhao, I shot" Goatee took a deep breath, but he knew that this ordinary firearm might not be able to hurt Zhao Zhou, and he also had a little foundation in his heart, feeling that Zhao Zhou could dodge it.

And also in Zhao Zhou nodded, not letting everyone react, with the 'bang! A gunshot rang out, and there was little smoke.

At the same time, before the gunshot, Zhao Zhou shook his palm, and the strength exploded, accompanied by the 'whoosh' sonic boom, the palm slammed down, as if after catching something, he clenched it into a fist, spread his palm, and stretched out in front of the sand dragon, flowing water, but in the blink of an eye.

"Master Sha, the guns of foreigners. In fact, it will never be comparable to the martial arts handed down by the ancestors. ”

also fell on Zhao Zhou's words.

Sha Zilong's eyes narrowed, and he saw that Zhao Zhou was holding a deformed bullet in his hand! The palm of the hand is even more undamaged!

In particular, he looked at the position where the muzzle was aimed again, and found that there were no craters on the wall, and after thinking about it left and right, he knew that this Master Zhao had really picked up the discharged bullet just now!

"Master Zhao, you" Sha Zilong pondered for a few breaths, not knowing what to say or what to sigh about.

"Master Zhao, you are really an immortal!" Everyone is shocking, and their hearts are overturned, and they feel that they are really following a 'fairy'.

Even Sha Zilong's disciples opened their eyes wide and rubbed vigorously, feeling that this matter was a bit incredible.

When Zhao Zhou saw this, he smiled, and didn't say anything about the 'Soul Breaking Gun', but pointed to the guy who had just come up from the backyard, and said to Sha Zilong: "Master Sha, let's have a meal together."

"Good. Again, I'll ask for this meal. Sha Zilong smiled and returned the salute.

And also with the passage of time.

At night.

Zhao Zhou stayed in the inn, borrowed the back kitchen, melted the golden Buddha, and plated his longbow and other objects with a layer of 'gold paint', waiting for solidification.

But while waiting, Zhao Zhou looked out the window at the night, and was also thinking about catching bullets today.

"This old-fashioned firearm is much less powerful. In addition, if I was prepared in advance and intercepted in advance, I could have grabbed it with my bare hands, or rather, it hit me. ”

Zhao Zhou thought about it, when Ben was playing today's events, he suddenly moved his ears and heard the sound of the 'whirring' wind, and then looked out the window and saw a person in the courtyard holding a spear, practicing a set of marksmanship.

And with the sound of 'sassy' breaking the wind, the shadow of the gun in the night is like a dragon, and the phantom is bursting.

The tip of the spear is also like the stars in the sky, strange and fluttering, or starlight.

"Good marksmanship." Zhao Zhou was also watching here and didn't bother.

However, in the middle of the night, after the man practiced marksmanship, he did not go back to the room, but walked out of the courtyard and went to the outside of the inn.

And also the night passed, this next morning.

When Zhao Zhou came to the store to drink morning tea, the guy in the store gave him a letter with some loss.

was also opening, and Zhao Zhou saw a few simple words inside, it was Sha Zilong who gave the inn to himself, and there was nothing else. The sand dragon also didn't know where to go.

"Inn, I'll take it."

After Zhao Zhou finished reading the envelope, he put it away, and asked Goatee to take out a lot of silver dollars and give them to these fellows, so that they could find another way out, preferably within these three days, and leave the city.