The grudge stiffened: "Divide it, divide it, and give it to whom?"

"Don't pretend to be confused!" Feng Zhiping tugged at him on the placket of his clothes, "I don't care if you exorcise demons to make money, but the 'demon' you exorcise is me, and I don't have a 'demon', you don't do anything, don't you feel sorry for this money?"

The resentment shook his head firmly: "No loss, no loss at all, the little monk has a clear conscience!"

Feng Zhiping nodded slowly: "Okay, you have a big heart, I will accept it, but you have to prove it, right? Without my cooperation, how can you make people believe that you have finished your work?"

"Yes. Scratching his bald head in annoyance, "Then can you cooperate?"

Feng Zhiping smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Whether it can be is not up to me, but to you, it depends on how you are ready to divide it." ”

Grumbling glare: "Brother donor, you are the prince of the Red Sword Marquis, you are greedy for this little money?"

Feng Zhiping's eyes widened, and he shouted strangely: "Small money, a full six thousand six hundred taels of silver, the three-entry mansion in the middle of Dongcheng District is enough to buy, you tell me a small money?!"

You shrunk her neck: "Cheng, it's a little monk's mistake, but you are the son of the world, the entire Quanzhou City, no, the whole Quanzhou belongs to your family, you are short of money?"

"Lack!" Feng Zhiping did the same, and nodded very firmly, "Quanzhou is not my family, it is not mine but my Laozi, I am an ordinary rich young master, I have a little spare money in my hand but the expenses are also large, to tell you the truth, I am really short of money, very short!"

The resentment moved in his heart, but he didn't say it, looked at Feng Zhiping's eyes, and whispered in pain: "Okay, give you a thousand taels of tea money." ”

"I didn't hear clearly, how much?" Feng Zhiping plucked his ears with a smile.

Grudge gritted his teeth: "Brother donor, be a man to accumulate more virtue and do good, don't be greedy for material desires, too much greed will be retributed." ”

Feng Zhiping's eyelids rolled: "Master, it seems that someone questioned the Buddha just now, do you think he will have retribution?"

The Buddha called the Buddha in a serious way: "Reasonable questioning, reasonable solution, the Buddha will understand, even if there is a real disaster, it is also a postgraduate examination for the little monk, the little monk is willing to eat, without fear and no regrets!"

Feng Zhiping was happy and convinced: "The master is determined, the younger brother admires, and the younger brother is also like the master, willing to be like a glutton, without fear and no regrets." ”

Resentful, he frowned, "How much do you want?"

Feng Zhiping smiled and opened his five fingers.

The resentment breathed a sigh of relief: "Add another five hundred taels, it's not impossible..."

"What about the one who asked for food?" Feng Zhiping shook his five fingers angrily, "See clearly, this is five hundred taels?"

The resentment exclaimed: "Five thousand, dream of you!"

After saying that, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly repented: "Amitabha, the little monk has broken the precept of anger, sincerely repent, the Buddha is not strange, the Buddha is not strange." ”

Feng Zhiping was too lazy to listen to the fake monk chanting, pulled his hand away and stretched out his five fingers in front of his eyes; "I'm not so dark, fifty percent, let's split it half!"

"Impossible!"

The resentment became excited again, and then there was a string of confessions, and at the end he said bitterly: "Brother donor, one thousand taels is a lot, you think, you don't have this thousand taels without the little monk, right? How about a thousand six, a thousand six hundred taels?"

Feng Zhiping was indifferent and said with a smile: "Fifty percent, don't want one more point, don't do one point less!"

The resentful face was tangled, and he stretched out two fingers ruthlessly: "Two thousand, it can't be more! No matter how much, no matter how many little monks really want to break the vows!"

Feng Zhiping sighed: "Master, don't think I'll take more than half, if it weren't for you and my affection, I would have taken at least five thousand!"

"You...."

"Don't worry, let me settle accounts for you first. ”

Feng Zhiping blocked the hand of resentment, and the old god said: "Let me ask you, the original reward was 1,300 taels, right?"

"Yes!"

"And then you went up to six thousand six. ”

"That's right, so the little monk should take more!"

"But there's more than one exorcist, and I only have one!"

Feng Zhiping smiled at the stunned resentment, and casually pointed around: "There are more than thirty people who show their faces tonight, can't I just pick one of those idiots to cooperate?

Complaining: "They are all fakes..."

Feng Zhiping sneered: "So what? The people who hired you can tell the truth from the fake? It's not up to Young Master Ben to say it!"

"But, but..."

Resentment always feels wrong, but he can't say it, in some things he is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses, but in this kind of thing, he really can't get around Feng Zhiping.

"No, no. ”

Feng Zhiping dusted off his clothes and said with a smile: "There is no priority in this matter, you and I are equally important." Without you, the reward can't be so high, but without me, you can't get this money, so neither of us can take advantage of anyone, half-split, or if you want to have a fish die and the net is broken, just take twenty taels of tea money? That's done, I didn't have a trick, I could only stare. ”

The grudge finally understood, and said with a wry smile: "No, you have a trick, the price has been raised, and without me, you can also find someone else to cooperate." Like you said, the other party is likely not to return the post. ”

Feng Zhiping smiled dumbly and shook his fingers: "Wrong, without you, I won't earn this money." ”

Puzzled: "Why?"

"Because of you!" Feng Zhiping smiled and nodded with a little resentment, "As the so-called brothers work together to break the money, of course, if there is a benefit, you have to squeeze your own people to come first, but the brothers are settling the accounts, and we have to make the division clear first, so as not to have another resentment in the future." ”

The resentment nodded, and shook his head again: "No, this is not the main reason, but you need my help with something?"

"Clever!" Feng Zhiping cocked his thumb and praised sincerely, and then his face was solemn, "I have some trouble and am worried about what to do, it just so happens that you are here, so I have to cooperate with you and you have to cooperate with me, let's take what we need." ”

"What's the trouble?" asked the resentful, followed by a movement in his heart, "But it has something to do with Senior Sister You?"

"Pretty much. Feng Zhiping smiled bitterly, "You know who I am, then you must know my marriage contract with the fourth daughter of King Zhan, to tell you the truth, the rumors outside recently were deliberately released by my father, and you must have guessed the purpose..."

"Hmm. He nodded and whispered, "You want to get out of the marriage, right? Have you really figured it out? There are many ways to solve it, and the path you have chosen, well, to be honest, is about as difficult as it is for me to verify my Buddha's true appearance." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless.

The monk who dared to make fun of the Buddha casually was afraid that he would be the one in front of him throughout the ages.

"How do you want me to help you?" asked the Grudge.

Feng Zhiping hesitated and said, "I think..."

"Be careful!"

The resentment suddenly shouted, pulling Feng Zhiping to dodge urgently, Feng Zhiping also noticed that something was wrong, and rolled with the lazy donkey of the resentment, and before he finished rolling around, he heard a bang behind him, and a large piece of muck splashed on his body.

And the assassins?

Innate?!

Who?!

The two of them were shocked, just a moment of qi and machine sympathy, they both detected that the strength of the person was amazing, until the moment before the attack came, they didn't realize that it was not good, if it wasn't for the hidden secret method, then the other party's cultivation must be far above them, it is very likely that it is the spiritual consciousness period of the great achievement, or even the divine hidden!

Such a terrifying figure lurking nearby, what are the city defense troops doing to eat, this kind of person dares to let them into the city and not send someone to stare at it?

Could it be that the other party is also a monk like the grudge, and has a special customs clearance document issued by the imperial court?

Without giving the two of them time to think about it, the second wave of attacks came, and then they all saw clearly, what attacked them was a sword qi that was condensed to the substance, and the other party was a swordsman!

"Stand back!"

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he stepped forward and put Feng Zhiping behind him, clenched the Zen staff with both hands and raised it above his head, gathering all his internal strength and smashing it down.

"Phew!"

With a violent roar, the sword qi flew away, and the resentment vomited blood and flew deep into the wall, and the disintegrating sword qi fell on the walls on both sides of the dark alley, and the earth flew for a while.

There was an exclamation from behind the wall, this time it was no better than before, the congenital level of violent collision made the surroundings suddenly experience a careful earthquake, and the people who slept to death also woke up, and scrambled to flee.

The other party seemed to take care of it, and did not make another move when the crowd fled, Feng Zhiping took the opportunity to pull out the grudge, and ran out with his back mixed in with the flow of people.

"How are you?" Feng Zhiping asked breathlessly, not tired but shocked.

A mouthful of blood soaked the clothes on his shoulders, and a slightly sluggish and palpitating voice came from the back of his neck: "It's okay, I can't die." ”

Feng Zhiping's heart was relieved, and then he tightened up again, and he felt that something was staring at him, like a beast in the wilderness.

Damn, what an assassin, the target is me, where did you come from?!

Feng Zhiping scolded in his heart, and his intuition told him that the other party was approaching quickly, and in a hurry, he found a private house and crashed into it, put down the quilt and covered him: "His target is me, don't move here, I'll lure him away!"

The resentment grabbed him and said solemnly: "The little monk is fine, you and I are together..."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and I can't affect you. Feng Zhiping broke his hand hard and comforted, "Don't worry, this is Quanzhou City, he can't kill me." ”

"Don't..."

The grudge was about to be stopped again, his hand was empty, he wanted to get up, his chest was stuffy and he sat back again, watching Feng Zhiping jump out of the window and leave, clenching his fists with hatred.

Fang Cai's move he took was not as easy as he said, and the internal disorder could not be calmed down for a long time, Feng Zhiping saw this and left him behind, no matter how unwilling he was, there was no way.

Thinking back to the sword just now, as well as Feng Zhiping's parting smile, a rare anger appeared on his resentful face, and he vigorously tore off the Buddha beads on his wrist.

"The little monk has no father, no mother, no brother and no brother, you call me a big brother, you are the brother of the little monk, the little monk wants to see who dares to hurt you!"

With a hard grip, the Buddha bead bracelet exploded instantly, and the huge spiritual power flowed into the body from the palm of the hand, the resentful face quickly flushed, and the breath on the body rose again and again, very powerful, but there was a kind of anger that should not appear in the monks.

"Are the three poisons?" the resentful voice was flat, extremely contrary to the fierce expression, "I am self-righteous, I am self-determined, my heart is to the Buddha, the Buddha's heart is my heart, just greedy and obsessive delusions want to shake my mind, ridiculous, pathetic! The little monk is a little monk, but the little monk is not a little monk, the former little monk, let the little monk transform you, return to the arms of the little monk, and be one with the little monk." ”

As he spoke, the anger on his face became lighter and lighter, until it disappeared.

And on the palm of the hand that crushed the Buddha beads, the anger condensed into a ball and condensed a vicious face that was constantly distorted, struggling to roar at him silently, but in his chanting more and more weak, gradually revealing his true face, just like touching him.

When the anger was about to dissipate, the resentment moved in his heart, stopped chanting, and grabbed it with his left hand as if he were grasping the real thing.

"There must be a cause, there must be a cause, there must be a cause, the little monk does not know where you came from, but you know where you will go, so use your limited spiritual wisdom to go through it for the little monk, experience what death is, let the little monk see if there is really reincarnation in the world. ”

As he spoke, he pressed his hand to the wound on his right arm, and the qi mass instantly submerged into it, and the dead qi expanded rapidly, and the withered area of the skin and flesh spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He frowned, pinched a Buddha seal with his left hand and pressed it on it: "Be obedient, don't be naughty." ”

As if he really obeyed his orders, the wound slowly retracted and returned to its original state, only the color was a little more miserable than before, and the strange thing was that there was a faint vividness in the misery.

Grumble exhaled softly, lowered his sleeves, and meditated with his hands folded and cross-legged.

The internal force has skyrocketed, but the internal injuries are still there, and the skyrocketing internal force must also be adapted, otherwise the foundation will be shaken, and the internal force may go crazy.

"Wait for me. The resentment slowly closed his eyes and muttered dreamily, "It won't be long, wait for me..."