After the Shangyuan Festival, Wu Song helped the county magistrate of Yanggu County to send the gift money to Cai Jing's name, and this trip to Bianjing was also complete.

A few days later, Wu Song left a letter for the official to take back to Yanggu, and then went straight to Luoyang with Li Hao and the others.

In just ten days, all seven-figure hand chickens have been born, and millions of hand chickens have been circulated in the world.

The weavers and traders they saw along the way from Bianjing to Luoyang all brought hand chickens, which can be said to be truly popular all over the world, completely changing the backward means of communication in the Great Song Dynasty.

When I arrived at the beggar gang and saw Qiao Feng, with Ren Feizheng's recommendation and Qiao Feng's previous rescue from Erlong Mountain, it can be said that the guests and hosts were happy and happy.

Qiao Feng ordered Lu Zhishen, Wu Song, and Yang Zhi to be the protectors of the Dharma, that is, senior thugs, and under the persuasion of Ren Feizheng, he gave Li Hao the position of 'Deputy Altar Master of Luoyang Branch'.

Luoyang is a big city in the world, and it stands to reason that the altar in this place is a rare and good place.

But Luoyang City is only thirty or forty miles away from the general rudder, everything has a general rudder to deal with, in fact, it has been reduced to the existence of a general rudder reception office, with few things and leisure, and it has always been a place for the elderly.

What Li Hao wants is this leisure.

Accompanied Qiao Feng and Lu Zhishen to drink heavily, 'Ren Feizheng' pretended to whisper something to Li Hao, and then grabbed the drunk Qiao Feng after the wine game ended and found a hidden place to talk.

"Helper, I don't know about the previous Master Xuzhu, Shaolin can have a wonderful way to solve it?"

As soon as Qiao Feng mentioned the matter, he immediately reunited himself after actinization, got drunk, and said softly:

"Xuzhu is cultivated to the highest magic power of Buddhism, in order to save his life in Taoism, it is not difficult to grow a body.

But now he has too few 'anchors', even if he grows out, he will be enlightened, and he only has his head left and can't travel the rivers and lakes to become famous, and there is no good way to do it in Shaolin! ”

If you want it, you can't do it! Li Hao had the bottom in his heart, so he said:

"My nephew said something before, and I thought I could give it a try."

Then Li Hao pulled Qiao Feng and said his thoughts.

"Brother Ren, refine Xuzhu's body into a body, and then let him go south with a single-digit hand chicken? It's not good for my beggars! ”

"It's stealing! It was this Xuzhu who 'stole' one of my management chickens, and then ran to the land of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and joined the Ming Sect or some local gang!

This is to help him and help him become famous quickly; Second, in the Great Song Dynasty, where is the weakest and weakest influence of the beggar gang? Isn't it in the area of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Hui?

The speed of the spread of hand chickens here is not as good as that of the Western Xia Liao Kingdom, so they have to be fired!

What's more, if the root of this hand chicken is always in the hands of my beggar gang, the world will always be jealous, only at the same time there are two or more operators competing with each other to fight in the ring, in order to eliminate most of the fear of watching the hand of the chicken people thoughts. ”

Qiao Feng was silent.

These days, the beggar gang has gained some prestige because of the spread of this hand chicken, but it has also suffered a lot of temptation and suppression because of the hand chicken.

It's just that Qiao Feng, the number one in the world, plus Ren Feizheng of the 'True Form Peak', kept this treasure.

Qiao Feng thought for a while and asked, "But Abbot Xuanci and Xuzhu don't necessarily want this notoriety?" ”

"Then why don't you ask Abbot Xuanci directly?"

Xuan Ci, as the abbot of Shaolin, naturally someone had already sent a chicken to him, and Qiao Feng had also recorded his number when he returned Xuzhu.

The two of them took the chicken and dialed it to Xuan Ci, and after connecting, Li Hao informed Xuan Ci of all kinds of plans, and finally added:

"Master, this chicken is still in the hands of my beggar gang after all, even if it suffers notoriety for a while, it can be gradually washed away in the future in a few decades, but there are not many opportunities to become famous in the world!"

Xuan Ci pondered for a long time, and finally felt that the advantages of this matter outweighed the disadvantages, and he couldn't let his baby have a head for the rest of his life, right? I still want to hold a grandson!

Aiko's heart was cut, and Xuan Ci nodded in response, "Good! ”

And so, a good show was staged.

At the end of the first month, the 'Xuzhu' of Shaolin Temple visited the helmsman of the beggar gang with great fanfare, and was warmly received by Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, and Ren Feizheng, the elder of the beggar gang.

At the beginning of February, the beggar gang spread the word to the world through the established network of hand chickens and traditional communication methods, wanted to steal a 'management authority No. 7 chicken' of the virtual bamboo, and offered a reward of 200,000 yuan, and at the same time issued a solemn reprimand statement to Shaolin.

Xu Moli, the new million-fan broadcaster of the Beggar Gang, angrily reprimanded on the radio: "I don't want this Shaolin face!" Presiding over the first session"

The beggars lost their treasures, Shaolin lost face, this kind of excitement is so beautiful!

Xuzhu became the most famous person in the world overnight, and was crowned with the titles of "200,000 Great Treasures", "The Strongest Thief in History", and "The Most Demonic Monk in History".

His life experience has also been completely revealed: the old man of the Shaolin Eight Little Monks, a year ago was still in the middle of the false form

What is it? The 200,000 guan of walking plus the 'administrator permissions' of the hand chicken, is it only in the middle of the fake form?

There are many masters and careerists in the world who are excited and start a journey of hunting for 'virtual bamboo'.

On February 8, Master Xuan Ci, the official spokesman of Shaolin, was a guest in a number of radio booths to apologize and explain the 'virtual bamboo and chicken stealing' incident, and later announced that he would enter the broadcast hand chicken channel of the beggar gang, and the number of fans increased by 500,000 overnight.

In mid-February, someone saw the 'most demonic monk in history' on the Yangtze River, and Xuzhu exerted his magic feet and turned into a huge iron bird and headed southeast.

It is said that this Xuzhu is afraid of the power of the beggar gang and wants to flee to the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, where the beggar gang is the weakest.

At the end of February, Xuzhu appeared in Suzhou and Huzhou many times and headed towards Hangzhou. At the same time, there are inexplicably more rumors in the rivers and lakes, and there are heads and eyes:

This virtual bamboo stole the seventh chicken in Ren Feizheng's 'Huawei Nine Chickens', which has not been officially used, and can only be put into use on the day of the March 3rd Shangsi Festival, with the water of the West Lake.

The masters of the entire Jiangnan Province went straight to the West Lake whether they believed it or not, and for a time the wind and rain were about to come.

March 3, Shangsi Festival.

The roadside was full of dead grass from winter and fresh green from early spring, all of which were swayed and shaken by the strong cold winds of today, and the sun was obscured by thick clouds, adding to the chill.

A man wearing a hat walked wordlessly on the path leading to the West Lake, but his undisguised metal hands had already exposed his identity.

There are still three or four miles away from the West Lake, and there are many people in the rivers and lakes waiting here, and they are mostly stunned when they see him, and then they take out their chickens and start to report the news.

Those who can be sent to such a far place are mostly minions and small soldiers, who only silently follow behind this 'virtual bamboo'.

Li Hao walked and walked straight to the Wanghu Pavilion, and when he could see the pavilion from a distance, there were already a large number of people behind him.

In the distance, by the lake, an old man in a gilded robe and holding a dusty whisk was fishing, suddenly frowned, opened his eyes, and said to himself:

"There are so many people, they all scared this fish away, it's really a disappointment!"

Lao Dao looked at the cumulus clouds in the sky and smiled, shook off the dust, sat cross-legged on the ground and whispered:

"People gather five qi, qi is five thunder, thunder god is in my god, with qi and qi, with god and god!"

After that, he exhaled lightly, and the breath fluttered into the sky.

The already heavy clouds in the sky continued to converge, and in an instant, the mountains were stacked, and the clouds gradually dimmed.

Someone in the other group who was originally by the lake had already noticed that something was wrong, and a tall man with a knife and a hammer asked in a frightened voice:

"Sect Leader Fang, this"

"It doesn't matter! Someone is willing to clean up first, which saves us effort. ”

The person who was called the leader of the Fang sect was wearing an embroidered robe of the sun and moon and auspicious clouds, and he also looked like a good skin, which was the Manichaean leader Fang La, who was now flourishing in the south.

Fang La said, looked at a yellow-faced thin middle-aged man by the lake opposite, sneered, and said to the people around him:

"This Murong Fu is also interesting. There are only so many famous masters in the world, and they have to cover up the whole mask, can they be stronger when they start to do it later? Shi Bao, what do you say? ”

Shi Bao smiled and said, "A person with a good name is so twisted, anyway, I know that this person will not be your opponent no matter what!" ”

Fang Laha smiled, then didn't speak, just looked around to see if there were any other people he knew who came to this troubled water.

Li Hao's steps were also fast, and he approached Wanghu Pavilion in three or four minutes, and the sky was already full of wind and clouds, and the sky was dark.

The number of people around him became more and more noisy, and finally someone could not help but draw his sword and shout:

"Void bamboo! Quickly hand over the hand control method, and you can also leave a whole corpse, otherwise you will be broken into thousands of pieces, so that you will die without a place to be buried! ”

Li Hao gently picked off the hat, revealing the iron face under it, and asked with a calm expression:

"There are so many people here, I don't know which hero I should give it to? I only got one chicken number seven, so I can't divide the feathers of everyone here, right? ”

There was some chaos in the crowd, but soon a respectable old man stopped a few fierce men who were about to cut off the people around him first, and then said sharply:

"Don't be planning to sacrifice peaches to kill soldiers! We will definitely rely on our own abilities in the future, but until you hand over the No. 7 chicken and the control method, we will never fight among ourselves! ”

Li Hao spread his hands, pointed a finger to the sky, and looked at the sky himself.

The people in the rivers and lakes were puzzled, but so many people were no longer afraid that a fake could run away in the middle of the term, so most of them looked up.

Nothing!

There is nothing in the sky but dark clouds. There is no walker who can save this monk?

In the sky, the dark clouds were rolling and collapsing, and the whole stacks were piled up, and suddenly thousands of thunderbolts popped out, and the lightning pierced the sky for thousands of miles, gathering on the edge of the West Lake.

Countless thunderbolts flashed at the same time, reflecting the silver and white of the heavens and the earth, piercing people's eyes. After the continuous electric light, when the rumbling thunder came too late, there were less than thirty people standing on the edge of the West Lake.

Wang Qing, a Huaixi giant who was originally hiding in a small forest, was trembling by this thunder and lightning, and he held the ape-armed man beside him who had just blocked countless thunders with a golden sword, and asked hoarsely:

"Brother Li, you may be better than this spellcaster?"

Wang Qing looked at Li Zhu, who was known as the first sword in Jiangnan, expectantly for a long time, but Li Zhu finally only shook his head lightly with a heavy face and said:

"I'm not this man's opponent, if I do, I'm lucky to be able to save my life! Among the digital true forms that came to compete for this hand of chicken this time, I am afraid that I am the weakest. ”

After that, Li Zhu stared at Wang Qing, waiting for him to decide.

Wang Qing hesitated for a long time with a hideous face before he said to himself: "I will wait for you in the city first, you wait for the opportunity to move, if you can grab the best, if you can't, you will protect yourself!" ”

"It's good!" Li Zhu glanced at Wang Qing and nodded.

In the Wanghu Pavilion, Li Hao stretched his waist very much, found a stone chair to sit on, and waited for the person who still had the heart to compete for the No. 7 chicken to come.

An old Taoist priest carrying a fish basket, a swordsman holding a golden sword, a man with a yellow face who looks thin and looks like he has used the disguise technique, plus a pair of master and servant.

"Is there only a few? Please come into the pavilion for a while! ”

The old Taoist priest casually summoned a gust of demonic wind, swept away all the charred and smelly corpses on the ground, and then entered the pavilion and sat down, and the rest of the people also followed.

Fang La sat down on the railing by the pavilion with a big slash, looked at Li Hao and said twice:

"The rumors in the world are not true! It is said that this void bamboo is just an ordinary false form, but I didn't expect you to have entered the true form realm, no wonder you can steal things from under Qiao Feng's nose. ”

"Not necessarily!" The old Taoist immortal wind swept the dust, stared at Li Hao, and some meat worms came out of his eyes, and scolded:

"Qiao Feng grew up at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, and has always been good friends with Shaolin, is this a play that you beggars and Shaolin play together?

And you, the Great Sect Master of Fang Lafang, dare to appear in front of the old man, aren't you afraid that the old man will kill you? ”

Before Li Hao could answer, Fang La had already laughed, and patted Shi Baodao beside him with his hand:

"Lin Lingsu, we are two true forms, can you kill them? Do you think you're Qiao Feng? ”

"Several, don't hurt the peace!" Li Hao sat up straight, took out the No. 7 chicken and flashed it so that a few people could see the word 'seven' on it, and then said with a smile:

"Are you all here for the chicken number seven in my hand?"

Lin Lingsu lifted the dust and pointed at Li Haodao:

"I have always hated monks, but if you hand over the hand chicken today, I will not only spare you, but also introduce you to Your Majesty. High-ranking officials and feudal marquis worship are at your fingertips, and the imperial court can also resist Qiao Feng's accountability for you, so you don't have to flee in a hurry like a lost dog, how about it? ”

"Not good! I'm a monk who doesn't want money! Li Hao scratched his head, looked at Murong Fu wearing a human skin mask, and asked:

"This brother, what conditions can you make?"

Murong Fu was speechless for a while, and his mind turned back and forth, but he found that he was a huge Gusu Murong clan, and he couldn't come up with a bargaining chip that could impress a true powerhouse.

"It seems that you can't! What about the two next to them? ”

What impresses this monk?

Fang La thought for a thousand nights, and had no clue, but his face had already shown the loving smile he used best when preaching, and he instinctively blurted out:

"Allow me to introduce you to our Manichaeism, the great father of Mingjiao."

As soon as Fang La spoke, he saw that the pupils in the monk's mechanical eyes had turned into red hearts.

'Xuzhu' said madly: "Go on! This is good! This is good! ”

After speaking, he ran directly behind Fang La, looked at Lin Lingsu arrogantly, and said:

"Hit me! The garbage of the Shenxiao faction! The yellow-faced poor ghost over there, and the kidney deficiency swordsman with a golden sword, I have someone to cover! ”

Although they knew that this was 'Xuzhu' provoking, a few people still silently drew their weapons and prepared to do a fight.

In the final analysis, there is only one chicken No. 7, so it is natural to rely on low hands to speak.

(End of chapter)