"Little second brother, inquire about something!"

"Guest officer, you say!" Guest officer, you said, but the glasses glanced down, and I didn't see Cao An stretching out his hand, nor did I see a few coppers lined up or piled up on the table, and the interest of the little second brother suddenly dropped a little.

"Does the little second brother know how to go to Baicaozhai? Where is it located? Cao An doesn't know much about this, although on TV, I often see people in the rivers and lakes handing out one or two pieces of silver, and the little second brother answers questions with a smile, but Cao An knows that if he does this, Shen Zheng may break off his friendship with him for two hours.

Xiao Er was not so enthusiastic, but he also answered Cao An's question, and his professionalism was quite high.

"You're going to find a martial medicine master, right? That Baicaozhai is not in our county, but in Ding'an County, which is separated by four counties, and you have to catch up with almost half of Cangzhou's road. ”

Cao An was not in a hurry, nodded, and thanked Xiao Er.

From his words, Cao An could also hear that this martial medicine master was indeed somewhat famous, and the people who stepped into a small inn in the first city of Cangzhou knew him, so there must be many people who went back and forth to find this martial medicine master.

He seems to have put all his unhappiness on the matter of dry rice, so that the matter of eating makes him look imposing and unapproachable.

"None of these bull's noses are good, and the hearts that are dug out should be black." A few angry people walked into the door of the inn, and they didn't deliberately suppress the sound of talking, so that Cao An heard it while he was eating, and his movements stopped.

Fortunately, I reacted in time not to say myself, and looked over with the corner of my eye.

It was two young monks, wearing warrior monk robes, holding long sticks, and a pale yellow package crossed on their chests.

"That's it, it's just that he stayed for two nights and ate a few meals, and he dared to ask for 5 taels of silver from us, he thought they were looking at Baoyue Tower."

It seems that these two young little monks should have just been pitted, and 5 taels of silver in two days are indeed pitted.

The warrior monk was not afraid of meat, the two called to the small servant, ordered a few big dishes, a few of which were still dishes that Cao An wanted to order but were looked at by Shen Zhong angrily, and even they ordered a jar of flower carvings.

The monk is really rich.

He felt that the Taoist temple was right, and the two of them didn't dare to call out if they suffered losses, and the strength of the Taoist temple was not bad.

"Two more wine and meat monks." The voice came from the second floor, and the owner was supposed to be a young woman.

"Whoever speaks behind his back, stand up!" didn't think about it, but these words directly aroused the anger of the two warrior monks, and they immediately slapped the table and stood up with sticks.

"Isn't that right?" The woman also has a strong personality, and when she raised her eyebrows and looked down, the two parties were fierce and did not give in to each other.

Cao An looked at it, and the disaster came out of his mouth.

The upstairs table was two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, the man looked about forty years old, and his actual age may be even older, and the woman was seventeen or eighteen years old, and her face was still a little childish.

It is estimated that the bull's nose when the two monks first entered the door provoked anger.

"Who am I, it turned out to be a calf's nose." The two warrior monks glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest with some fear, their momentum was a little weaker, they didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, and they also put out their thoughts, only targeting Xiao Daogu.

"Hmph, the dead thief is bald." The courtesies are still exchanged, and the little Taoist aunt is not false.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er all shrank behind the counter, and seeing that they couldn't get up with the conflict between their hands and feet, they moved a small stool to watch the play with peace of mind.

Those who open inns will experience these things, these martial artists are already energetic, and they are all bloody, and their achievements without blood are not high, and there are often three or two sentences that do not deal with them.

The monks and the Tao did not deal with each other, and they were already a little unpleasant to the eye, and a scolding war broke out again, and the words of the two sides quickly rose from their own personal attacks to the depreciation of their respective beliefs.

For example, "my Buddhist family has a puja", "my Taoist sect has a big jiao", "XXX on the XX list is a person in my Buddhist sect", "XXX on the xx list is my Taoist high cultivation", "my Buddhism is stronger than your Taoist door", "my Taoist door is stronger than your Buddhist door" and so on.

The middle-aged Taoist priest and the old god were there, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, eating slowly and methodically, and letting the two sides scold each other.

Probably because they both realized that there was no point in arguing like this, the little Dao Gu rolled her eyes.

"Anyone can brag, we have the ability to compare the real ability!"

"It's not spacious enough, so we've had a game outside."

Xiao Daogu smiled slyly, "Sure enough, it's a brainless fool, and he will only rely on his muscles and flesh to be ruthless, let's compare a little different." ”

Cao An's face became strange, and he felt as if this little Dao Gu was deliberately provoking trouble and waiting for the two warrior monks here.

"You draw the line, and our brothers and sisters will follow."

"Presumably you came here to accept the entrustment of the Feng family, let's see the Feng family in three days, and when the time comes, it will be clear who really cultivates and who pretends to practice."

The two warrior monks had a difficult look on their faces, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist behind Xiao Dao Gu again, "There are elders of the sect by your side, and you can't count them." ”

"Anyway, there are still three days left, so you will be allowed to go back to move the rescuers, and the loser will kneel and kowtow to the other party three times."

A scolding battle ended inexplicably, and Cao An also had a good meal. The two went out to look for materials, and Cao An knew what they were comparing.

This Feng family is a well-known rich businessman in the county, a month ago, the concubine of the head of the family Feng Jizu hung on the beam, and died a very miserable death, since then, the Feng family will die every three or five days, if it is not for some loyal guards to deter, then the Feng family's slaves are afraid that they will run out, Feng Jizu, who realized that something is wrong, spent a lot of money to invite a lot of people, but the situation has not improved.

This time, through the county's reward policy, a reward was issued, hoping to recruit capable people to solve the Feng family's dilemma.

"It feels like a ghost."

If it was in the past, Cao An would definitely not believe it and scoff at it, but now, there are all demons, isn't it normal for ghosts and ghosts to appear? It seems that this is a bit of a matter of course.

"Brother Cao, why don't we go and have a look? Forget about the bounty, the main thing is that you need a handy weapon. Shen Chong's face was red and his heart was not beating, and he could still look at him with a flat face and a sincere face under Cao An's direct gaze.

"Are you sure it's not because of the wealth that moved your heart?"

"Brother Cao, there is no such thing!"

"Don't make another trouble, we can use other methods to make money, although the martial arts are full of blood and spirit, and the gods and ghosts are easy to change, but it also depends on what level of gods and ghosts, the matter of the Feng family has not been solved until now, and its trickiness can be seen."

After thinking about it deeply, he reluctantly closed the reward plan in the county and took his eyes off the words of one hundred taels of gold.

This purchase of materials cost nearly forty taels of silver, it was really because Cao An bought it better this time, and the low-level puppet was not of much help to him now, and he had to start making a fifth-level puppet.

Back at the inn, closing the door, Cao An took out the materials, everything was ready, the image of the fifth-level puppet flashed in his mind, and finally fixed on a bald head in a robe.

He originally planned to make a scattered person Ning Daoqi, a fifth-level puppet, but just now, he thought of the strange things of the Feng family, which made him feel urgent, whether it was against demon beasts or martial artists, he was not afraid, but he was only afraid of that kind of invisible and untouchable ghosts in his bones.

Thinking about it, he laughed at himself, he was probably one of the few Taoist priests who were afraid of ghosts, right?

"I should have asked the Taoist friends of Longhu Mountain about the knowledge of the mountain character gate, and I don't know if the ghosts in this world are the same kind of ghosts as I understand them." In the memory of the original body, the knowledge of this kind is also very shallow.

For more than ten years, I was either trying to please the girl who looked like a little sister, or on the way to learn the art of Yanshi in the hope of revenge.

Therefore, the original Ning Daoqi was rejected by him, and he needed a man who could bring a strong sense of security.

The index finger was picked, a flat knife fell into the hand, in front of a section of more than two inches high hundred-year-old locust wood, the pair of black and white eyes will be the texture of the locust wood into it, engraved in the heart.

For a long time, Cao An held the hand of the flat knife, and the shot was like a sword, every stroke was precise and smooth, without any superfluous movements, clean and neat like a precision instrument.

There was some indescribable sacredness on his face, and soon, a piece of locust wood was divided into hundreds of parts, and Cao An's hand still did not stop, this large and small part was quickly formed in his hand, and there was no need to measure it at all, and the Great Perfection Yanshi technique allowed him to control the error within the minimum range just by feeling it.

This is a test of Cao An's wrist strength and physical strength, and he started to operate before nightfall, and when the parts were formed, the sky was already white, and he made a puppet, the processing of parts was only the most basic part, and then it was the real hard battle, he needed to draw the inscription in cinnabar on the corresponding parts.

The more advanced the puppet, the more inscriptions need to be drawn, this step is somewhat similar to the Taoist priest making a talisman seal, and the puppet he wants to make now needs to draw a total of one hundred and eight inscriptions after splitting it.

Looking at the sky outside, he got up and came to the door of Shenzhong.

"I'm going to rest for the time being, I may not have time for the next two days, you can walk around the neighborhood if you have time, and learn about all kinds of news in the county, I'm not here, you have to be careful, don't easily conflict with people, you use this third-level puppet first, in case of emergency."

Shen Chong did not refuse, generously took the puppet, only to see that this is an image of an evil monk, Buddhism has King Kong angry eyes, the Bodhisattva low eyebrows, Shen Zhong felt that the puppet in front of him is the best portrayal of King Kong angry eyes, he stood with a golden rooster independent posture, both hands up and down, each holding a golden wheel.

The monk's robe on his body was swollen and his clothes fluttering.

The pedestal is engraved with four words: King of the Golden Wheel