Chapter 15: What Do You Want to Do?
"It's me." Outside the window responded, the voice was low, and he was afraid for half a minute.
I almost hit the straightest part of my body.
Yu really collected the sword, she heard it, it was Ji Baizhi.
Open the window and let people in.
She quickly closed the window again.
Jiang Qi'er stared at him, and her tone was dissatisfied: "Senior Brother Ji, have you been happy these days?" Why do you want to come now? β
"Where's Senior Brother Yu?"
"He didn't come, let the wind go there." Ji Baizhi shook his head, "I'm here to see the situation." β
"Fart, don't talk nonsense, I'll tell you......"
Before he began to complain, Chen Jing opened his eyes on the bed: "Isn't it happy to be a stallion?" β
Ji Baizhi's face immediately turned green: "Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus, don't be ashamed of me." β
"These days are like domestic animals in captivity."
"Eating, convenience, and letting off steam, all set the hour, and there should be no delay for a moment."
He sighed, and his tone was resentful: "That old ghost Qian is watching closely again, always keeping an eye on it, life is very sad, when will we act?" β
"If I delay any longer, I'll really have to be a stallion."
Chen Jing asked him with a smile: "You said that he was always watching, so how did you run out." β
Ji Baizhi's expression was retracted, and he said seriously: "He wants to entertain an immortal from the Heavenly Mother Hall today, and he can't take care of us." β
"Feast on immortals?" Chen Jing's face also became serious.
Ji Baizhi nodded: "I said that I was going to invite an apprentice to come over and teach me and Senior Brother Yu some fist and foot kung fu." β
"Old money ghosts are not bad."
"I ate and drank every day, and promised to wait for him to learn martial arts, and after serving for twenty years, he got rid of our slavery."
Chen Jing sneered.
This is familiar with the technique of drawing a big pie.
"Can you get in from him?" But he didn't care about this, and turned his head to ask.
Anyway, a few of them won't stay in this world for long.
Ji Baizhi shook his head and was categorical: "Impossible." β
"In order to invite the monk for a banquet, in order to invite an apprentice to come, he begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother."
"According to his words, in order to wait for the monk, he sent someone to wait for two days in the western city."
Chen Jing frowned and frowned even tighter.
This is not good news.
"What about you? Got a solution? Ji Baizhi asked.
Jiang Qi'er muttered and sighed: "Oh, we can't even get in." β
The south of the city and the east of the city have been closed for them.
Ji Baizhi frowned.
"I have some ideas." Chen Jing's brows gradually stretched, and he laughed happily.
Several people looked at him.
Chen Jing continued: "Ah Zhi, how long will it take you to cultivate the sword technique?" β
Ji Baizhi was stunned.
He lowered his head and said with a slight heart: "I've been discussing with Senior Brother Yu for the past few days, and I haven't taken care of cultivation. β
"Tsk." Yu Zhen shook his head, "Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus will need another day or two to cultivate the Blue Bottle Throwing Method." β
Ji Baizhi looked up and looked surprised.
Can you continue to cultivate in this situation?
"How many monks does your master come into contact with, what kind of cultivation?" Chen Jing asked again.
Ji Baizhi did not hesitate: "There is only one, and it is only the cultivation of the first layer of the interior scene." β
Interior 1st floor......
Chen Jing lost his mind for a moment.
It's strange to say, back and forth, I haven't seen a monk in the upper realm.
"Can you and Xiaoyu deal with him?" Chen Jing asked him.
Ji Baizhi nodded without hesitation: "Of course." β
He's certainly confident.
Two famous families, can't they deal with the monks of a small world?
"That's it." Chen Jing beckoned, the three of them came together, and he lowered his voice, "In two or three days, we will make some noise." β
"Sister Jade will send you a message when she arrives."
"You two find a way to get rid of that monk and get inside."
Ji Baizhi nodded in a deep voice: "When the time comes, I will rescue you and act together?" β
"Save? Why save? Chen Jing asked rhetorically.
Ji Baizhi blinked blankly: "Aren't you going to make trouble?" β
"Trust me, I'm a professional in this area." Chen Jing's expression was sincere, full of confidence, "It's absolutely impossible to go in." β
The three were silent.
No......
What exactly have you been through.
Why is there such confidence in this.
"When the time comes, we will work together and we will solve the problem quickly." He wrapped his sentence.
Yu Zhen frowned: "Is there enough time?" β
"We saw it a few days ago, the goal is very big, I'm afraid it can't be solved quickly."
Objective: Destroy the Temple of the Heavenly Mother.
It's a huge complex.
There are several temples in a row.
Chen Jing shook his head, but he didn't rush to refute, took the paper and pen from the table and put it on the ground.
A spoonful of water, a little bit of light ink.
He took the pen and dipped it and wrote a gray and white word "temple".
"Why is it called this?" Chen Jing asked.
The three shook their heads.
Chen Jing picked up the pen again and wrote down the word "like".
"Naturally, it's because of this." He drew a circle on the words, "There are many rooms, and there are not all seats." β
Ji Baizhi nodded: "We will find out about this first." β
He held out his finger and put a few more strokes on the word "like".
"What if not?" Jade is really worried.
Chen Jing frowned: "Then try to destroy as much as you can." β
This task......
There's no way they're going to be demolition teams.
Ji Baizhi is gone, and his current identity is still a bought slave.
Chen Jing took Jiang Qi'er and Yu Zhen, and the days were still the same.
Most of the time I spend my time in the house cultivating.
On the second day after Ji Baizhi came.
Under Chen Jing's jaw, the cyan aura rippled like ripples, gurgling and flowing.
He opened his mouth and spat out.
A bottle the size of a mung bean flies out, grows larger in the air, and becomes the size of a normal bottle in the blink of an eye.
Suspended in the air, it fell into Chen Jing's hands lightly.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus." Yu Zhen was the first to open his mouth to celebrate, "The cultivation technique has been completed." β
Jiang Qi'er was also full of joy: "It is worthy of being a senior brother of the Tyrannosaurus, and it has only been cultivated in a few days." β
Chen Jing waved his hand and greeted them.
The cultivation of the "green bottle throwing method" has made them feel a burden on their hearts.
Yu Zhen and Jiang Que'er were very curious about how this Tyrannosaurus senior brother would lead them to make trouble.
But......
Chen Jing didn't make any adjustments to his daily life, he just took out all the cultivation time he had saved to hang out.
Walking around in the tooth shop and in the west of the city.
The place of eating has also been adjusted, and it is not in the house, but sitting on the first floor of the inn with such fanfare.
Jiang Qi'er and Jade are really puzzled.
What's going on?
It's not that you want to make trouble, how can you ...... So well-behaved.
A table full of dishes.
The sky and the earth of this world are dusty, even the stir-fried dishes.
"When are we going to do it?" Jiang Que Er held chopsticks, and it was difficult to eat the table full of food.
The taste is not bad.
But there are only a few things to go over, and if you want to eat something else, even if the inn tries its best - but the lack of materials makes it really impossible to do it.
After eating it for several days, it is inevitable that you will get tired.
Not to mention having something on your mind.
Chen Jing raised his head, didn't look at her, looked in the other direction, and smiled knowingly: "It's here." β
Here it comes?
What's coming?
In the four corners of the lobby, some people stood up and walked towards Chen Jing's table.
Scattered and scattered, it doesn't look like much.
But when I got to the table, I formed two circles.
"What should I call this little Langjun?" The first man spoke, and lazily arched his hand.
With a lot of money, breaking into the downtown is inevitably coveted.
He was single againβthe two female slaves next to him were not considered human beings in the eyes of these people.
These days they sent men to follow them.
also find out his details.
If you can't enter the west and east of the city, it means that it has nothing to do with the supreme "Temple of the Mother of Heaven".
Wandering around in the south of the city, but living in an inn every day, it means that he is not a local.
What is it?
Isn't this what you're here to give money for.
"Call Daddy." Chen Jing's words are concise and to the point.
The man's face sank: "Xiao Langjun is not welcome." β
"You've been following me for days, and you still want me to be polite to you?" Chen Jing sneered.
Yu really tilted his head and stared at this group of people.
She also noticed that someone was following her, but she didn't think much of it, she just thought it was a city guard.
But...... Now it seems, it doesn't seem like it?
"Xiao Langjun is outstanding, we can't help but take a few more looks." The man smiled, tilted his shoulders, and shook his straddle, "Seeing that you are generous, why don't you borrow a few money from my brother?" β
"I don't want much of you."
"I have a few brothers, and ten big money per person is enough."
Jiang Que glanced over.
There were twenty or thirty people around, and this was enough for a lion to open his mouth.
Chen Jing got up unhurriedly.
The man glanced at his accomplice, but halfway through it, he was stunned and stunned.
The man in front of him, who had been observing for several days, and was full of the words "wronged big head" up and down, opened his mouth and spit out, and a green bottle flew out.
Jiang Que was gearing up, with excitement in her eyes, she was finally going to fight!
But the green bottle didn't smash anyone, and it fell into Chen Jing's hands.
He took the bottle upside down, held the mouth of the bottle, clanged, slammed it on the table, and pointed horizontally at him: "You fucking say it again?" β