In the Cultivation Temple, Mo Chuan sat behind the desk, pinching a pill in his hand and looking at it carefully.

Seeing that the monk of Dengcao shouted guilt, he didn't raise his head to look at it, and asked coldly:

"Okay, what's wrong with that?"

Monk Dengcao cautiously raised his head, looked at Mo Chuan's eyes, and hurriedly said:

"After the Taoist got this palace, he asked the little monk to find an opportunity, and the little monk received the favor of the Taoist master and got a fairy law, called "Blood Food Soup", the little monk was obscure and has been ...... I have never told Dao Ye, and I ask Dao Ye to forgive my sins! ”

After the monk finished speaking, he hurriedly kowtowed, and the nine-inch small body actually knocked out the drum.

"Tsk, that's the fundamental reason why you're looking for Ya San'er to exchange for spirit flesh?"

Mo Chuan asked with a smile.

Monk Dengcao raised his head in astonishment when he heard this: "Dao, Dao Master knows about blood soup? ”

Isn't?

If you don't know the effect of blood soup, how can you say this?

Mo Chuan didn't speak, just looked at it.

When the monk Dengcao was sweating like rain, he kowtowed again like pounding garlic: "The eyes of the Taoist master are like torches, and the little monk knows his mistakes!" The little monk knows his mistake! ”

Knocking and knocking, the lamp grass monk suddenly had a numb scalp, but he saw that the insects of Suosuo were surging from all directions and crawling in the direction of the Taoist master.

It looked up blankly.

Only then was I surprised to find that not only on the ground, but even in the air, there were untraceable insects flying towards Dao Ye.

- To be precise, it was the elixir that flew into Dao Ye's hands.

It's just that these insects haven't approached Dao Ye yet, and they have fallen one after another, like heavy snow.

Even so, the hall full of insects is still like moths to a fire, one after another.

In a moment, a layer of fine insect corpses was piled up on the desk, like dusty dust.

"When the poor road got this palace, it was silent and lifeless. Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, there were so many ants and insects that hid dirt and dirt. Why, you say? ”

Mo Chuan looked at the fine insect corpses on the table and looked up at the Lamp Grass Monk.

——After he sat on the throne of the cave god of the Ten Thousand Dynasties, he received a lot of gifts, and after hanging the Dan for materials, all kinds of Dan materials were going back and forth.

Come to think of it, it was these things that brought in the larval spores from the outside.

"The little monk doesn't know."

The monk of Dengcao was sweating profusely, and he only felt that there was something in the words of the Taoist master, and he could not speculate, so he naturally did not dare to answer at will.

"The cook doesn't steal, and he doesn't harvest the grain. Poor Dao is not a generous person, but he is not an intolerant person. As long as you do good things, talk about the rules, know the bottom line, everything is easy to say. But if you cross the line, this table full of insects is a lesson from the past, do you understand? ”

Mo Chuan said slowly.

"The little monk understands!"

The lamp grass monk looked at the dense insect corpses on the table, and his eyelids jumped.

"It's good to understand!"

Mo Chuan nodded and said, "Since you made a mistake, you should naturally be punished." However, Nian Zai Ling took the initiative to confess, and it was the first offense, so the poor road opened the net, this is the insect pill, which can attract thousands of insects in the world, and I don't want to see a worm in the palace in the future. ”

As he spoke, he threw the Worm Pill in his hand.

The monk of Dengcao hurriedly opened his arms and hugged the pill, feeling happy and scared in his heart, with mixed tastes.

"Little monk, thank you for your kindness."

The monk of the lamp grass prostrated his head again and again.

"Go ahead!"

"The little monk will retire."

The monk of Dengcao bowed three times again, and then he held the insect pill and left.

When it left the temple, its legs were weak, and it almost collapsed to the ground.

I felt cold sweat on my back, as if I had walked around before the ghost door was closed.

No one knows, when it has to know the three sons of the Shiya, the deep fear and trepidation in its heart.

It thought about hiding "Blood Soup" and only talking about enriching its own pockets.

But when you think about it, you're really scared.

If the Taoist asks why it wants meat, how should it be explained?

After all, it is a plant and tree essence, and it guards the endless qi of plants and trees, so there is really no reason to exchange spiritual flesh.

In addition, the matter of "Blood Soup", taking the initiative to report and being found out by the Taoist Master are definitely two natures.

So after thinking about it, it decided to take the initiative to confess.

Even if the matter of blood and soup is far more serious than filling one's pocket.

It turns out that the Taoist is the Taoist master.

Dao Ye knows everything!

Just don't say it.

In other words, as Ya San'er said, the dog still has feelings when it grows up!

But that's definitely not a reason for it to hide.

Don't talk about it today, what you get is a small profit, and what you lose is a fairy fate.

In the midst of a hundred turns of thought, the monk of Dengcao looked at the insect inducing pill in his arms again, and felt more and more that the Taoist master's mind was unfathomable.

How huge is this palace?

How can you keep the insects clean?

So this duty is an excuse.

If you don't make mistakes, you will naturally turn a blind eye;

If you make a mistake, a crime of dereliction of duty, you can kill or beat!

……

As everyone knows, Mo Chuan gave it the Worm Attracting Pill, purely because he saw that there were so many insects hidden in the palace, and he was disgusted and had a temporary idea.

He already knew about the fullness of the lamp grass monk and Ya San'er.

As the saying goes: kill pigs and sheep, and the cook tastes first.

As long as his subordinates are not excessive, he can turn a blind eye to his subordinates' self-enriching behavior, and he should not see it.

Because that's human nature.

It's the same for everyone, except for saints.

In other words, the monk of Dengcao and Ya San'er must really behave properly, and they don't take baht, Mo Chuan still muttered!

If you don't want small profits, you must have big plans.

In the face of temptation, he is unmoved, this heart is a proper hero?

I can't say it, I have to learn Cao Cao's ability to sleep with his eyes open.

Today, Ya San'er moved his flesh and crossed the line, which made him feel the need to warn.

I understand it, I know how to advance and retreat, and I keep it and continue to use it.

If you still don't know whether you live or die, regardless of the master and servant, then you can only slaughter and eat meat.

It's just that he didn't expect that the act of warning Ya San'er would scare the monk of Dengcao like this.

Tsk, this guy is really cowardly.

However, in a way, it is also a smart demon.

The thunder of "Blood Soup" can be regarded as being gently exposed by it.

I don't know, how will Ya San'er deal with this matter?

"The herb spirit got the blood soup, but the flesh-eating demon cultivated the grain soup, which is interesting and interesting!"

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, rolled up a bottle of pills on the table, and left the sacrificial furnace.

- He promised Wei Tanuki that the first pot of pills would be given to her.

……

Menjing Mountain, Three Corpses Sect.

In the nameless wild valley, it was quiet, and a few beasts that had strayed into the valley were unknowingly attacked by Gu worms, lost their minds, and entered the valley in a daze, leading their necks to be killed.

In front of them, there was already a mountain hare, which was being skinned and gutted.

It was the youngest disciple of the Three Corpses Sect who dealt with this mountain rabbit:

- Miraccoon.

Under the cold wind in early spring, she wore thin clothes, rolled up her cuffs, held a short dagger, carefully cut the belly of the mountain rabbit, and took out fresh organs.

These organs are to be used to feed Gu worms.

Different Gu worms eat different organs.

Therefore, you must not cut your organs, otherwise it will be a small waste of blood and food, and it will be a big matter of ruining Gu worms.

Fortunately, before she practiced, she was the daughter of a hunter in the mountains, and she often helped her father deal with prey, but she was also very handy.

It didn't take long for her to dispose of the mountain hare.

In the midst of a rush, the bun was inevitably scattered, and a strand of hair fell playfully to her forehead, she subconsciously got up and stroked it back with the back of her hand.

No, when he got up, he caught a glimpse of a cyan shadow.

She stiffened, a flash of panic flashed in her heart, and she was about to turn around and leave.

- not that he didn't like it, but he didn't want him to see her vulgar side.

(End of chapter)