Chapter 43: The Golden Monk of the Temple, King Hongtian
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East and west, north and south, go out and see people eating dogs,
He took the dog and cut the stone, and called the stone to bite his hand.
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Wang Batian came to the side of a mysterious cave, but this cave was blocked by a stone wall.
Wang Batian found a groove in an inconspicuous place in the stone wall, stretched out his hand and pressed the groove and rotated it to the left.
Boom! The mechanism of the stone gate was touched, the stone gate was opened, and Wang Batian walked directly in.
After walking in the cave for a long time, a light appeared in front of him, Wang Batian walked out of the cave, a temple appeared in front, and Wang Batian entered the temple through the back door.
This cave is the passage used by Wang Batian and the iron gourd to escape, and it is also the back door of the temple, a secret passage, which only the master Jin Shengyu, the iron gourd, and Wang Batian know.
Wang Batian climbed over the wall and entered the largest house in the temple, and said respectfully: "Disciple Wang Batian, please say hello to the master, how are you doing lately?"
After speaking, a monk in his forties walked out of the house, looked at Wang Batian and said: "Criminal, you are finally back, you left the sect without permission, I heard that you became a bandit leader in Qingshanling, it's not good to be a robber, what are you doing when you come back?"
Wang Batian knelt directly on the ground, "Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong, it's just that something happened to the senior brother Iron Gourd, and I have no way to come to the master."
Jin Seng Yu was slightly stunned, after all, he was his apprentice, and he didn't make too many mistakes, this kneeling shows that Wang Batian still recognizes himself as a master, and the apprentice goes out to wander is also what young people should do, listening to Wang Batian say that the iron gourd had an accident, I can't help but think of the little bald head next to me.
The iron gourd is the child that Jin Shengyu picked up on the side of the road, and he took the child back to the temple when he saw that the child was pitiful.
"What's wrong with him?"
Wang Batian said with added fuel and vinegar that he and the iron gourd went to ask for the account, but the other party did not pay the debt, and the iron gourd was injured and taken away, and now he had to ask the master for help.
Jin Shengyu sighed helplessly after hearing this, stood up, and said: "After all, the iron gourd is something I grew up watching, and I still have to take care of his affairs, let's go to the turtle village to ask for someone to go, so that we can talk about saving the iron gourd, and you two will not cause trouble in the future!"
Wang Batian heard that the master was going to help, and he was overjoyed, "The turtle village is finished this time, and in the future, Qingshanling will be my family!"
Wang Batian hurriedly said, "Master, the apprentices all listen to you!"
Jin Shengyu asked Wang Batian to lead the way and save the iron gourd.
In other words, Tu Turtle Village and Yan Rong'er were afraid that their father would be worried, so they asked the Qingshan Town Post Station to send a letter.
The letter said that he was injured a while ago, and he recovered from his injuries in Qingshanling Cottage, and now he still has a little thing to deal with, and he will return to the Yaoshan faction as soon as he finishes dealing with it!
A few days later, the blacksmith of Tianqingshan Town melted the iron gourd of the iron gourd into molten iron to create a Qingfeng sword of diamond iron.
Zhao Er and Jingba Yes, holding the Qingfeng sword, ran to Yan Rong'er's side, "Eldest sister, the sword you let you build a few days ago has been built!
Yan Rong'er reached out and took the Qingfeng Sword and took a look, although the forging process was a little worse, but the hardness made of fine steel was absolutely first-class, and the sharpness was also quite good, nodding, quite satisfied.
At this time, there was a shouting and scolding outside the house, it turned out that the iron gourd was tied to a tree, unable to move, and was scolding the street all day long, Zhao Er and they knocked out all the teeth in the mouth of the iron gourd, but I didn't expect this guy to be a hard bone, and he scolded people with a little strength.
Yan Rong'er frowned and said, "Didn't the fat man who was caught back starve to death?"
Zhao Er saw that Yanrong'er was unhappy, and hurriedly said: "Eldest sister, this fat man doesn't know what's going on, these days have passed, and he hasn't starved to death?"
Why did Iron Gourd have been hungry for so long as if it was fine, it was because he secretly gave Iron Gourd food on Friday, why did he do this on Friday, he thought that Iron Gourd and his eldest sister had a big enmity, and it was useful to keep him.
The eldest sister turned around and killed Li Zunbao, patted her ass and left, can the black dog village let go of the turtle village? So leaving the iron gourd to live is equivalent to leaving a chance, maybe he will become the big boss of the turtle village at that time, and the most unfortunate is also the core figure of the black dog village.
And Zhao Er and the blind man don't think so, they just hit the iron gourd if they have nothing to do, what they think about is to be a good look, maybe they will become disciples of the Yaoshan Sect as soon as they are happy, it is better than being a robber for a lifetime.
Zhao Er found the blind man, "Blind, why did that guy scold again, the eldest sister is very unhappy!"
The blind man said helplessly: "This guy's bones are so hard, I knocked him off with a stick all the teeth in his mouth, and he can still scold, although he can't hear what he scolds!"
Zhao Er touched his head and said, "It's strange, it's been a few days, and he hasn't starved to death yet, do you have anything you can do?"
The blind man thought for a moment and said, "I have a solution!"
Zhao Er hurriedly asked, "Hmm, do you have any good ideas for him not to speak?"
The blind man smiled sinily and said, "Kill him!"
Zhao Er nodded, thinking, "Whoever kills this fat man, who will definitely die, now you are fine, after the Black Dog Village knows, that group of people are looking for you to take revenge, with your ability, you will definitely not be able to escape!"
Zhao Er patted the blind man on the shoulder, "Blind, you have grown up, I believe you can do this well!"
The blind man was not stupid, and hurriedly laughed: "Second master, you have to come here, I haven't killed anyone since I was a child, I'm afraid of nightmares!"
Zhao Er scolded in his heart, you haven't killed anyone, and I haven't killed either.
Zhao Er turned his head, touched his chin and said, "Actually, we can think of a different way to shut him up......"
The blind man breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't kill the fat man, he would be happy to shut up the fat man.
Zhao Er continued: "You find 10 catties of croton, mix it with 20 catties of fat pork and stew it together, and give it to the fat man, as soon as he has diarrhea, he has no strength, and if he doesn't have the strength, he won't scold the street, so it's okay." ”
When the blind man heard this, he nodded, and said, "Second master, you are really bad...... You've come up with such a bad idea!"
Zhao Er smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment!"
In the evening, the blind man stewed 10 catties of croton and 20 catties of fat pork together, and then put a lot of peppercorns, airplane cannons or something, and after a while, a pot of meat stew was full of fragrance.
The blind man smelled the aroma of the stew, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "It's really fragrant, if this Nima is eaten by a fat man, he will definitely die!"
But isn't it, the crotons are all rotten, and there are only pieces of stew left in it, plus the blind man has been in charge of cooking in the village, and the one that is made is full of color, flavor, and taste.
The robber next to him smelled the fragrance and walked over, "Three masters, what are you cooking, it's so fragrant, don't eat alone, give a bowl to the brothers!"
The blind man said angrily: "Go, go, this is for the prisoners, go home and eat your pickles and turnips!"
The robber who combed pigtails next to him stopped doing it and said, "Three masters, this is too unfair, the brothers can't eat such a good stew, you give it to the prisoners?"
The blind man saw that it was almost cooked, covered the pot, and served it, "This is what the eldest sister means, if you have any opinions, you can go to her! Get out of the way! I still have something to do!"
The robber next to him hurriedly made way for the blind man, thinking, "That aunt is still less troublesome, but this pot of stew can't be cheap for that prisoner!"