Chapter 013 hurts

Heng Yan bluntly concluded that the person on the side of the road with a fat head and big ears, open chest and exposed breasts, entertaining himself, and holding a mud monkey in his hand as a business is a monk, judging only from his appearance. However, the man did have a rich appearance, but a bit of a rich and noble person's body, which was completely related to the jugglers on the street. If you put that person in the Buddha hall, wrap yourself in a golden robe, and then make a smile, and get rid of the image of Maitreya Buddha.

Bao Yuan and his entourage entered Wutai Mountain, did not go to incense, did not return their wishes, but when they saw the merit box, they stuffed money, not to honor those monks who did not distinguish between truth and falsehood, but to worship the Buddha.

I'm not afraid of being fooled because I only have 200 yuan left on my body for the time being.

At the moment, the weather is neither hot nor cold, and it is really not a wise move for the man to dry his belly on the side of the road.

I'm not afraid of straining and not being able to contain my belly.

Doing business to do this is also a kind of realm.

When the tourists passed by, they laughed, and no one stopped to see what was unusual about the mud monkeys.

In front of the man was a big bowl that was tattered and lost, with three or five openings on the mouth of the bowl, and there was a bit of Yuan Qinghua in it, and there were a few crumpled pieces of money in the bowl, which looked like a beggar and a bit like a juggler, and it was a completely nondescript thing. To tell the truth, Bao Yuan is a kind of person who mainly likes to watch the excitement and make a surprise, he saw that the man was really pitiful with the mud monkey to cheat money, walked up to the man and squatted down, and said with a smile: "Master, what kind of spell will this thing perform?" What's going to happen? Yes, it's cheap, it's two hundred yuan, you met a big customer today, you let the mud monkey play a few spells for us for two hundred yuan. Ha ha! ”

"Boy, go away. Go away, I won't do your business. The man said coldly.

"Why?" Song Peng snorted coldly. scolded: ", don't give money, is this the legendary begging for food?" ”

"Hands are not clean! The mouth is not clean either! The man looked at Bao Yuan and said.

"What do you mean?" Bao Yuanhuan is strange no, no, no, a little calm and think, this person is an out-and-out charlatan, this kind of old charlatan is doing business under the famous mountain treasure temple, deliberately pretending to be mysterious, if you throw him a three-five-eighty-seven yuan, he will give you heat. Instead of giving him more money, he came to the shelf, the purpose was to cheat more money, and the best way was to ignore it.

"Heh, Lao Bao, our buddies haven't seen this kind of grandson yet, don't give money, let him hang it, let's go!" Ping Sigui hummed very disdainfully.

"Xiaobao, be polite to the elders." Sun Panzi, who had not spoken, interjected coldly.

"Elders?"

Bao Yuan suddenly heard Sun Panzi say this. Immediately, he didn't dare to make a mess, he thought to himself, tsk, could it be that the goods in front of him are also a fairy. It's true that life happens everywhere. Although Sun Panzi has been trapped in Tanggula Mountain for decades, he has gone through things. The man in front of him, who was playing with the mud monkey, didn't dare to underestimate him, and Bao Yuan didn't dare to stab his head. Bao Yuanzi took a closer look at the mud monkey. I really don't see anything out of the ordinary. Bao Yuan put the two hundred yuan into the broken bowl, turned around and left. smiled and said to everyone: "Yes, we are not bad for these money." Oh, just pay tribute to the master, anyway, this money is not Lao Tzu, just kill Gandalf. The richness of Puller is the poverty of the Chinese. ”

"Boy, do you really want to see the show?"

When Bao Yuan turned around to leave, he suddenly heard the man ask sternly.

"What?"

Song Peng thought that the other party saw Bao Yuan's generosity, and guessed that the other party felt that he had run into a big sum, is this the rhythm of a ruthless stroke?

"If you want to see it, come with me, if you don't want to see it, please do it!" The man put away the broken bowl, put the money in his pocket, turned and left.

"What's the situation? This guy can't be trying to kidnap us, is he? "Ping Sigui didn't understand it.

", so many of us are afraid of him, with the ninth master, even if Wutai Mountain is a den of thieves, we are not afraid, we should only eliminate harm for the country." Bao Yuan hummed disdainfully, but he really didn't know where that person was taking them and what he was doing.

Sun Panzi whispered to Du Muqing on the road: "Good granddaughter, don't underestimate the other party, that person seems to be inconspicuous, whether he is a monk or not is not very clear." However, there was a smell on that person's body that was different from ordinary people, this smell was very peculiar, like a mountain spirit, and like a dead person, I guess that person must have practiced Taoism, and it is likely that he often dealt with mountain spirits and ghosts, and there is a possibility, maybe he was a descendant of the White Lotus Sect back then. ”

"White Lotus Sect?" Du Muqing was stunned, why did a White Lotus Sect emerge again.

"Well, it's the White Lotus Sect, I feel like, good granddaughter, look at the mud monkey in his hand, it looks extremely rough on the surface, and the inside is made of Guanyin soil, pine oil, and insect blood, which should be driven by evil magic."

"Ninth Grandpa, will he harm us?" Du Muqing was scared when she heard it.

"No, he wants to harm us, let's report the name of the Earth Immortal, there will be no danger, the Earth Immortal was kind to the White Lotus Sect back then, and besides, we are not vegetarians when we go to the Earth Immortal."

Bao Yuan and his party followed not far behind the man, Ping Sigui and Song Peng picked up two wooden sticks on the side of the road, and the bad guys had seen a lot and were vigilant.

Come in front of a gazebo, this place doesn't talk about people, there are not even ghosts.

Bao Yuanxin said: "What kind of one-man show is this thing singing? What is he going to do? ”

I saw the man look at Bao Yuan with a smile and said, "Young man, come on, come on, you want to watch the mud monkey performance, and the unclean money can only watch the unclean performance." The man saw Ping Sigui and Song Peng holding the stick tightly in their hands, laughed three times, and said: "What are you afraid of, what are you afraid of, Lang Lang Qiankun, is it possible that I will harm you, what are you doing, I can see at a glance, especially the old friend who has a different left hand." ”

Obviously, it refers specifically to Sun Panzi.

Sun Panzi said with a smile: "I think the master is also an ordinary person, he must be a hidden master, hehe, the hairy boy doesn't know how to be polite, please don't be surprised." ”

The man laughed: "I can't talk about it, if I were a master, I wouldn't be reduced to eating with mud monkey juggling." The man looked at Bao Yuan and said with a straight face: "This young man, the reason why I don't do your business is very clear, we have no fate, but you insist on hanging a fate." Perhaps, this is the indissoluble fate, or it is fate, come on, please! ”

Bao Yuan's face was expressionless, and he said in his heart: "What is the mess?" ”

The man smiled and said, "Young man, borrowing some blood from you may hurt more than a kidney, do you dare?" ”

Bao Yuan's mouth was round, and his heart said: "Lao Tzu is not faint in blood, nor is he afraid of blood, isn't it just borrowing some blood, what's not big." When Lao Tzu was in Xi'an, he occasionally donated blood every Sunday, afraid of an egg! Bao Yuan walked forward, hummed and said: "What's there to be afraid of if you put some blood, master, is this mud monkey going to bite people and drink blood, Lao Tzu wants to see how it drinks blood, isn't it blood, as long as the mud monkey is not sick, shed a little blood and is afraid of eggplant pigeon eggs......"

Sun Panzi glanced at Bao Yuan, meaning that I am here, don't be afraid.

Bao Yuan was about to bite his finger.

The man stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Young man, blood is not allowed to flow by itself, do you know why the ancients were eunuchs who purified themselves, why did they specially ask others to take the knife?" Why do you have to shave your hair, why don't doctors prescribe prescriptions for yourself, and people who are proficient in fortune-telling never give themselves a limit. The blood of the father and the mother cannot be damaged, and it cannot be regarded as the limit. If you damage yourself, then you are not eligible for reincarnation, and you have to do the damage to your body for others......"

Bao Yuan said: "It's just a little blood, that's so much exquisite, now it's ...... Ah......h

Before Bao Yuan's nonsense was finished, he saw that the mud monkey suddenly jumped on his hand and bit at the tiger's mouth.

Bao Yuan immediately shouted in pain: "Ninth Master, this thing is a little monster, save me ......" The extra words didn't come out a word, it is said that the pain on the tiger's mouth can be borne by people. But the mud monkey bit on the hand, like countless ants burrowing into the blood vessels, as the man just said, like someone forcibly disemboweling the bun, forcibly dragging the stomach out, and shriveling the kidneys. Bao Yuan's ears only heard Du Muqing say, "Ninth Grandpa, ...... quickly" and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Bao Yuan woke up.

The sky was like haze, and I saw Du Muqing holding his hand, Sun Panzi sitting on the side with a smile, and Ping Sigui and Song Peng were chatting with each other.

Bao Yuan opened his eyes slightly, looked at Du Muqing and said, "Xiaoqing, Lao Tzu is at a glance, what are you laughing at?" What about Lao Tzu's goods just now? He stunned Lao Tzu, why didn't you cut your grandson hard, why did you let him go, did you call the police? How did you let the third grandson go? ”

"Wake up." Du Muqing smiled and said, "People are not pheating you, Bao, they are saving you......" (to be continued......