A middle-aged rich man stepped forward and said politely: "Old man Zhao Hongde, see master." I don't know ......."

"Second uncle?"

"Yuen Long?"

"My own people?" Zong Xin was very strange, how could he meet a person surnamed Zhao who was his own person? Originally, he wanted to educate him well.

"This ...... Why did this master beat me when he saw someone, and I was scared to death. ”

Zhao Kuangyin explained: "This is the famous master Zongxin in the rivers and lakes, the monk can't see the people suffering, and the family has a bad attitude, so he gently teaches a lesson." In terms of our martial arts, if he is not dead now, we know that we are not angry. ”

"That's ......" Zhao Hongde sighed, Zhao Kuangyin's martial arts have indeed improved. With his skills, I'm afraid that two punches can kill this family.

Zong Xin waved his hand and said, "I'm a good person to talk to, what the hell is going on? What did they do wrong?"

"Master, these are Khitan dogs, and no one will collect their bodies for them when they are killed on the spot. Zhao Hongde said depressedly: "This group of Khitan dogs, fighting in Youzhou Grass Valley, is really powerful in martial arts, and the old man finally subdued them." But it's a bit strange......"

"Second uncle, didn't you just catch a few Khitan dogs that beat the grass valley, what's so strange?"

"Do you dare to believe it?"

"Don't dare to ......"

Zhao Hongde said depressedly: "It's really strange, it stands to reason that the Khitan soldiers who fought in the grass valley should withdraw first when they encounter a large group of men, but this group of soldiers did not withdraw but fought with us." Originally, there were dozens of people, most of whom were slaughtered by the old man, and there were only a dozen left. The martial arts of this group of puppies are really good, unlike ordinary Khitan soil dogs, they should be Khitan wolf dogs. ”

Zhao Valve's people hated the Khitan, never said that the other party was a human, and always called him a dog.

Zong Xin took a deep breath and said, "Can you give this group of Khitan warriors to the poor monks?"

"Huh~?"

"Can you give this group of Khitan warriors to the poor monks?"

"Huh~?"

Still haven't you heard? Not too old, with bad ears?

"Let me tell you...... Otherwise, he would not understand. Zhao Kuangyin said embarrassedly: "Can you give him this group of Khitan dogs for free?"

Zhao Hongde suddenly said angrily: "No, Zhao Valve's family rules are strict, and he is inseparable from the Khitan." As long as the Khitan dog is in the hands of Zhao Valve, none of them can leave alive. ”

"He gives money. ”

"How much?" Zhao Hongde suddenly said excitedly.

"The second uncle made an offer. ”

Zhao Hongde squinted at it, and then said, "How about ten million taels of silver?"

"Lao Tzu fought with you today, I thought I was a bandit, and you were more of a bandit than me. Zongxin immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

"I asked for a lot of money and paid it on the spot, and I didn't even understand the rules of doing business. Shut up and let me talk. Zhao Kuangyin said softly: "Second uncle, how about one tael of silver per person?"

"You want your uncle's life~ How can you buy such a good slave for one tael of silver? at least ten taels. ”

"Second uncle, I am also a person from Zhao Valve, the Ming people don't say secret words, and the two taels of silver can't be counted. ”

Zhao Hongde sighed and said, "Who made you my nephew? Just two taels of silver, and they all stood over to see how many were still alive." ”

These Khitan slaves immediately stood in a row, with bracelets and shackles powerless to resist, and they knew Zhao Hongde's martial arts, and resisting was also a dead end.

Zhao Kuangyin counted it, there were a total of eighteen Khitan dogs.

"En~thirty taels of silver, Zongxin gives money. ”

"Thirty taels?" Zong Xin looked at Zhao Kuangyin in surprise, and then at Zhao Hongde, such a person who is obsessed with money did not refute, as if this was the number.

Zong Xin suddenly began to wonder, is he stupid or they are crazy? Eighteen people, each with two taels of silver, a total of thirty-six taels. Why is there less than six taels?

"You don't understand...... This is the tradition of our Zhao family. ”

"I don't understand ......"

Zong Xin gave thirty taels of silver, leaving Zhao Kuangyin to have a good chat with the second uncle. He deliberately let Chai Rong go back first, and he left the dock with eighteen Khitan warriors and came to an open place.

Eighteen Khitan warriors stood in two rows, and everyone listened to the monk Zongxin, and their eyes revealed a trace of excitement, the excitement of killing.

Zong Xin put his hands together and looked at the eighteen people very kindly, and then Zong Xin grabbed his fist and rushed into the crowd, and the next few hours were full of the wails of Khitan warriors.

I originally thought that I had bought myself when I met a stupid monk, and as long as I had the opportunity, I would slaughter the monk first, and then change my clothes and flee back to Khitan.

I really didn't expect that this monk's martial arts were so high that these eighteen people had no power to fight back, so they could only lie on the ground and scream.

After the beating, Zongxin put a pill in the mouths of each of the eighteen people, and then forced them to swallow it.

"You just ate poison, and every once in a while I'll give you an antidote, if there is no antidote...... There are pustules on your body, and it is very itchy, and when the time comes, you will scratch it with your hands, and the flesh will be blurred and the itch will not be relieved. The pus that flows out of the skin is all pus and rotten water, which is called a miserable one~ But as long as you follow the poor monk, the poor monk will give you an antidote regularly. ”

Eighteen Khitan warriors gritted their teeth and looked at Zong Xin, they couldn't imagine that this monk was so vicious.

"Okay, now the poor monk will take you to take a bath and shave your head, put on a brand new monk's robe, and you will be a monk in the future. After Zong Xin finished speaking, he first untied the shackles of this group of people, so that there was no need to worry about them escaping at this time.

"Monk, what do you want?"

Zong Xin said: "There are no fools here, even if you can escape from the hands of the poor monks, can you really return to the Khitan? The poor monks see that your martial arts are not simple, and they are by no means ordinary Khitan warriors, and your desperate resistance is nothing more than a poor monk after the palace, can you guess wrong?"

Eighteen Khitan warriors gasped, this monk was right, nearly a hundred people desperately resisted Zhao Valve's large army, just to cover someone to go first. Zhao Hongde didn't see it, but Zong Xin understood it as soon as he heard it.

"That's true, so what?"

Zong Xin said with a smile: "Your protector is not good, can you still return to the Khitan? The Khitan respects martial arts, even if you fight to protect the lord, but in the end you are captured as a prisoner, even if you return to the Khitan alive, it will not be accepted by the clan, right?" ”

This is true of the hearts of the eighteen Khitan warriors. It was a great shame for the Khitans to be captured as prisoners, and even if they fled back to the Khitan, there was no place to stand. What's more, they are just queens of the palace, and they don't know if the master is safe, how can they have the face to return to the Khitan?

Zong Xin said: "I don't want to know who you are protecting, but do you dare to guarantee that this person will definitely be able to escape?" Zhao Valve's troops resisted, but the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun were so chaotic, this person may have been caught by other troops and suffered a lot. ”

The eighteen Khitan warriors nodded again and again, this monk was right...... And unlike other Central Plains people, he didn't call himself a Khitan dog, and the most important thing was that he didn't see any hatred in the monk's eyes, he didn't hate the Khitans.

In today's world, there is not a single person in the Central Plains who does not hate the Khitans, is this person really a high-ranking monk? There is no hatred in his eyes.

Suddenly, a man stood up and asked, "Master, what do you say?"

"The poor monk wants to ask, is this big man worthy of your life?"

"Of course. ”

Zong Xin nodded and said: "In this case, you will follow the poor monk, if this person returns to the Khitan safely, then you will also be loyal, and you will work for the poor monk with peace of mind in the future." If this person is indeed robbed, the poor monk will definitely help you get the person back and return to the Khitan in person...... The poor monk also planned to go to the Khitan once, because Yeluhong's saber was still with me, and he wanted to invite me to the Khitan to be a national teacher. ”

Zongxin took out the saber in the robe, although the Khitan warrior had never seen Yeluhong's saber, but he knew at a glance that this sword was owned by the Khitan royal family. Everyone was stupid, they couldn't imagine that there were still Khitan friends in the Central Plains, if Yeluhong recognized this master, what else would he have to say?

"Master~" Eighteen Khitan warriors immediately knelt on one knee and expressed their sincerity.

Zong Xin said: "Do you know that you will be obedient in the future? I will let you beat whoever you want, and I will let you kill whoever you want, and practice martial arts well, so as not to lose the face of me, a high-ranking monk." In the end, this is the Central Plains, your name must be changed, so as not to trouble, use the ranking, who has the highest martial arts and who is the first, and then the second and third are still in line, do you understand?"

"Understood, master. ”X18

"That's good, go to the bath with the poor monk and shave your head, the identity of the monk can ensure that you are unimpeded in the Central Plains, and you will be the protector of the poor monk in the future. ”

"Understood, master. ”X18

"Call me Master. ”

"Yes, master. ”X18

The eighteen Khitan warriors were well-trained, not ordinary soldiers at all, and immediately regarded Zongxin as their master after they were willing to submit. They knew in their hearts that the master was right, in the Central Plains, even if the makeup was similar, it was easy to be seen, and the difference between the Khitans and the Han people was still very big. But if you shave your hair and put on a monk's robe, I believe no one will doubt it.

The Khitan respected martial arts, and Zong Xin had defeated these eighteen people just now, and they were originally his prisoners, and then Yeluhong's saber was used as evidence, and after making a stand, the Khitan warriors naturally surrendered.

Chang'an City was very large, rich and easy to do, and almost in the blink of an eye, eighteen ragged slaves were turned into eighteen monks. In fact, it is very simple, just shave your hair, trim your beard slightly, take a shower and change your clothes.

This busy day was one day, and when Zong Xin returned to the restaurant with eighteen people, many people were guarding outside the restaurant.

Zongxin's actions today have long been spread in Chang'an, and everyone wants to come and see what this holy monk looks like. I just didn't expect that this holy monk's pomp was quite big, and there were more than a dozen Dharma protectors behind him, all of them mighty and majestic, and they looked very imposing.

Zong Xin saw Guo Wei's father and son at first glance, and there were two middle-aged men of the same age sitting next to Guo Wei, one of whom was tasting wine with a pleasant expression.

It can be seen that this person is Guo Wei's friend, and his cultivation is extremely high. Although he didn't make a move, this person's gestures revealed the temperament of a peerless master, which Zong Xin would never be mistaken.

As for the other person...... It's weird, it's really weird, it's hard to believe it's a person.

Zong Xin looked back at the sky again, the sun was about to set, and he didn't know if Guo Xin could fill the wine jar.