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"You kid still know to come back?" Gu Shen glared at Wu Zhiyuan angrily, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Zhiyuan smelled a smell of wine.

As soon as the words fell, Gu Shen's eyes inadvertently glanced out of the door, and a trace of stunned expression flashed on his face, but he immediately became calm, he bypassed Wu Zhiyuan and walked straight towards the fake Wu Zhiyuan outside the door.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a while, I have one more apprentice grandson out of thin air, and now it's okay, and there is one more pension to die for." Gu Shen hiccuped, and walked towards the fake Wu Zhiyuan with a somewhat unsteady step, looking drunk.

"Master!" Fake Wu Zhiyuan called out a little cowardly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wu Zhiyuan, "That Wu Zhiyuan is impersonating, master, you must be the master for me!" ”

"Huh?" Gu Shen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Wu Zhiyuan, and said with a smile, "What is fake and true, there is no fake in my eyes, it is all true!" As he spoke, the person had already arrived in front of the fake Wu Zhiyuan.

Hearing these drunken words of the god of grains, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, it seems that today is not the right time, the master is either so drunk that he can't even recognize the apprentices, or like everyone else, he can't distinguish between the real and the fake.

Ceres's figure shook slightly, his eyes began to become blurry, he stared at the fake Wu Zhiyuan standing in front of him, raised the wine gourd, and raised his neck to take a sip of wine.

Before the wine was down, the god of grains seemed to be choking, and suddenly coughed the doctor, squirting a full mouthful of wine on the face of the fake Wu Zhiyuan.

The fake Wu Zhiyuan suddenly let out a miserable scream, covering his face and wailing.

The god of Ceres laughed evilly, took out the cloth bag on his waist for a long time, took out a money sword, played with it in his hand, and teased: "You are not small, dare to pretend to be my apprentice?" Do you manifest yourself in your original form, or do you want to be beaten back to your original form by my money sword? ”

Fake Wu Zhiyuan didn't answer, and continued to cover his face and wail, and suddenly, he put his hands down from his face and let out a piercing scream to Ceres. The scream was sharp and abnormal, like a leech, drilling straight into people's ears, and Gu Shen and Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly covered their ears.

At this moment, the fake Wu Zhiyuan jumped into the darkness in the distance and disappeared.

Gu Shen saw that the fake Wu Zhiyuan had left, so he slowly let go of his hands, he shook his head vigorously, lifted his spirits, turned around and blamed Wu Zhiyuan: "Your kid won't come back for a few months, and as soon as you come back, you will cause trouble for me, just like your uncle!" ”

Yu Yisu is indeed a master who causes trouble everywhere, but Wu Zhiyuan is ashamed to be with him, and he is even more reluctant to be compared with him, and the person he admires and respects is his master Zhang Zefang.

"Master, what kind of monster is that person pretending to be me?" Wu Zhiyuan was anxious, ignored Gu Shen's complaints, and hurriedly asked.

"He didn't show his true form, how do I know what kind of youkai he is?" Ceres replied with an unhappy face.

"Then what can be done to make him appear in his original form?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"Just use this money sword, that monster is not high, but he just got some chances, so he became an adult. Ay? What are you doing? The god of grains explained, and suddenly put the money sword into his arms, because Wu Zhiyuan had already reached out to snatch the money sword in his hand.

"This sword is borrowed for me, this monster is pretending to be me, I must let him show his original form!" Wu Zhiyuan said resentfully.

"It's okay for you, but you'll have to help me get these customers away first." Cerel triumphantly turned his head to look at the seven zombies standing in the hall.

"Let me chase the corpse again!" Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but complain, because he had driven the corpse for the god of grains once a few months ago, and he asked casually, "Where to send it?" ”

In fact, he was very anxious at this time, because after the fake Wu Zhiyuan escaped, he might have gone to the Congma Zen Temple, if he arrived first, and Master Wuchen couldn't distinguish his true and fake, I was afraid that he would suffer his loss.

"Three will be sent to Yidu County, and the remaining four will be sent to ......" Before the words of the god of grains were finished, Wu Zhiyuan reached into his arms again to take out the money sword.

"Hah! Stinky boy, dare to do something to the master? Gu Shen grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's wrist with a backhand.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan was anxious, he thought that he would send these corpses to the vicinity of Haiyang County, but he didn't expect to send them so far away to Yidu County, so he simply didn't reason with Ceres, and went directly to grab the money sword.

After being grabbed by the god of ceres, Wu Zhiyuan refused to admit defeat, shook his wrist, and broke free from the hands of the god of ceres.

Ceres may not have expected Wu Zhiyuan to be able to break free, so he was taken aback, and before he could come back to his senses, Wu Zhiyuan reached out and grabbed his chest again.

"Hey, hey!" The god of grains laughed evilly, jumped backwards, and jumped a meter away, "Boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, I have grown a lot, I will play with you today, you can win me, and I will lend you the money sword." How is it? ”

Wu Zhiyuan knew that his catties and two catties, compared with Shigong's vitality cultivation, his own three-legged cat was not worth mentioning, so when he snatched it, he relied on a surprise sneak attack, if he wanted to really compete with Shigong, it would definitely fail, so he pleaded: "Master, it's not that I refuse to help you send away this batch of customers, it's just that the situation is urgent now, I have to rush to Cong Ma Zen Temple as soon as possible, otherwise Master Wuchen may be in danger." ”

"Master of Dustless? The old monk chanting against the wall? Gu Shen looked at Wu Zhiyuan in amazement, he himself was an ancient age, and he actually called Wuchen "old monk".

Wu Zhiyuan didn't have time to ask why his master recognized Wuchen, and said eagerly: "Yes, quickly lend me the money sword, don't you often say that Maoshan disciples take it as their responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Dao?" I'm going to get rid of that monster right now! ”

Gu Shen squinted his eyes and stared at Wu Zhiyuan for a moment, suddenly showed a mysterious smile, shook his hand, turned around and strode towards the inner room, raising the wine gourd and taking a sip of wine as he walked.

"Master!" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly shouted.

"Since it is the bane caused by the dustless old monk of Cong Ma Zen Temple, then you should go to Cong Ma Zen Temple to save him first, but remember, when the matter is done, I will return to Yizhuang, and you have to send me to my destination as a few customers." The god of grains completely ignored Wu Zhiyuan's pleas, lifted the curtain and entered the inner room, and there was a snoring sound from inside.

Wu Zhiyuan rushed to the inner room with an arrow step, lifted the curtain and took a look, only to see a drop lying on the bed sleeping on his back, and the god of grains resting his head on his thighs, snoring.

"I fell asleep so quickly, and I snored, I must have pretended!" Wu Zhiyuan secretly said in his heart, it is obvious that Shigong is deliberately embarrassing me again. He had caused trouble for me many times before, and this time he didn't lend me the money sword, did he already expect the outcome of this matter?

After staying for a while, Wu Zhiyuan gave up the idea of using the money sword to descend on the monster, he put down the curtain, walked out of the gate of Yizhuang, and ran in the direction of Cong Ma Zen Temple.

Because of the delay in Yonghe Yizhuang, when Wu Zhiyuan arrived at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, where Congma Zen Temple was located, the sky was already slightly bright.

Next to the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, there was a carriage parked, which was the one that Sheng Jinyuan and his father Wu Chengxi were riding.

It seems that my father, Sheng Jinyuan, and the monster have all arrived at the Congma Zen Temple.

Wu Zhiyuan faintly felt something bad in his heart, and hurriedly walked towards the mountain.

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