When Yu Dao and the Tiger Descending Monk both fell asleep, the fat monk in the distance suddenly frowned, revealing joy: "It's done!"

The thin and short monk who followed him hurriedly said, "Those two have fallen?"

"Exactly. The fat monk replied with a smile on his face. Hearing this, one of the short monks suddenly rolled his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Senior brother, or we ......" He stretched out his palm, his face was ruthless, and he cut his neck.

When the thin monk heard this, his face also showed a look of emotion, and he said, "Rosemary was personally invited back from the Buddha City, and a little finger can fascinate the whole herd without realizing it, and the two of them must have fallen asleep." ”

Hearing the two junior disciples suddenly say these words, the smile on the fat monk's face slowly froze, he thought about it for a long time, and there was a look of eagerness in his eyes.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll talk about this later, it's important to get down to business first." ”

When the other two monks heard this, they thought about it on their faces and said yes again and again. After making a decision, the fat monk ordered: "It's almost time, hurry up and release the signal to lure the barbarian over." ”

"There are already two monks here, and I don't know if anyone will pass by next. But these two people came just in time, we can push the pot on them after we run away, and no one in the Buddha City will make things difficult......"

The three of them conspired, and one of them took out a cyan worm from his sleeve and pinched it to death, as if to contact others.

"Quack ......" Clam Qi with his two toads, was squatting on the monk's bald head, it heard the so-called conspiracy of several people, and the ugly face flashed with mockery from time to time.

In less than half an hour, a black light suddenly appeared on the top of the tent, and the black light circled several times and flew to the top of the tent group, about ten feet above the ground.

"Monk Wuna, don't hurry up and come out to greet Uncle Ben!" Before the black light landed, the people inside shouted.

"It's coming!" The three monks hiding in the tent were stunned, and then quickly stuck their heads out of the inside to look outside.

When the fat monk saw the retreat, he was immediately shocked: "How can you be a monk from the induction realm?" Being able to control the magic weapon and fly into the air is one of the signs of the induction monk.

The thin monk stared at the black light outside for a long time, and said, "Senior brother, it's wrong, it's a flat-haired barbarian who has cultivated to the realm of the most in-the-body. ”

The fat monk covered his heart, looked at it carefully, and then put his mind at ease, and muttered in his mouth: "Yes, yes, if you are a monk in the Sensing Realm, where can you still do business with us......

After detecting the enemy's situation, the three monks all tidied up their clothes, put on their best outfits, and then swaggered out of the tent.

It just so happened that the black light faded, completely revealing the figure inside, it was a middle-aged hook-nosed villain with a naked body, a fierce body, and a strange appearance, his complexion was black, and there was a red pattern tattooed on his chest, and there was a pair of bird wings behind his back.

It's a bird-man monk.

"Clams?" Seeing this scene, Clam Qi jumped in surprise.

The fat monk was walking, and suddenly felt a shock in his head, but his cultivation was low and he couldn't find the existence of Clam Qi, so he shook his head and thought it was an illusion.

Yu Dao in the Hu Nu's tent saw the scene of Clam Qi, raised his eyebrows, and also showed surprise.

Although the birdman has wings on his back, flesh and feathers, and looks like a pair of big chicken wings, the demonic aura on his body is not strong, but there is a fierce aura lingering all over his body, which looks difficult to get along.

Yu Dao thought strangely in his heart: "Mutt birdman?" He saw an interesting scene, so he simply opened his eyes directly, no longer pretending to be asleep.

Wake up and wave your hand, the more than 20 Hu girls in the tent all fell, and passed out directly, and the tiger monk noticed Yu Dao's movements, and as soon as his eyelids opened, his head straightened, and he also came back to his senses.

Yu Dao got up, stretched his waist greatly, and showed a comfortable and relaxed look on his face, he took the warm silver wine jug on the chest of the bearded girl, pinched a trick to hide his breath, and walked out of the tent wantonly.

"Let's go, go out and have a look. ”

When the Tiger Descending Monk heard his words, the red light on his body flashed, and the sense of existence of the whole person suddenly became lower, and he followed behind Yu Dao with his head down, like a silent old goat.

As soon as the two of them got out of the tent and walked a few steps, they saw the birdman monk fluttering his wings and flying in the air, bargaining with the monk on the ground with a grim face.

"If you want to get the money, take out the goods and show them to a certain family first!"

When the fat monk heard this, he rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "What's so difficult about this, just grab a few for the uncle!" He waved his hand and gestured to the two monks beside him.

The other two monks looked at each other a few times, and quickly ran to a nearby tent, and directly lifted the roof of the tent, revealing the contents inside.

I saw thirty or forty people kneeling in the tent, all lying on the ground, kowtowing to the Buddha statue and chanting scriptures that people couldn't understand.

These people's faces were extremely numb, they couldn't see any life, and at the same time, their bodies were extremely foul-smelling, and there was a lot of feces around them.

Yu Dao frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and when he moved his gaze slightly, he could see that the hands and feet of everyone in the tent were entangled in iron locks, and there were several food troughs around him, like animals in captivity.

At this time, the fat monk walked to the edge of the tent, looked at the thirty or forty people proudly, and stretched out his hand to recite a Buddha name: "Amitabha!"

The monk stretched out his hand and motioned to the birdman monk: "Donor, please look at the goods." ”

The birdman looked astonished, took his wings and fell to the ground, and said, "How can these mortals be so obedient?"

The short monk on the side said proudly: "Senior brother and I used to train these mortals with the Great Dharma, and now the training is proper, except for sleeping and eating and drinking for two hours, mortals can pray and worship continuously during the rest of the time, day and night!"

The fat monk smiled and said, "Donor, how is the goods?"

The birdman glanced at the people in the tent and found that even though the roof of the tent was lifted and the mortals were shivering from the cold, they were still prostrating their heads and chanting Buddha. With another flick of his wings, he tore off several nearby tents as well, revealing the mortals inside.

Rows and rows of black heads knocked on the ground, and the humming sound of chanting continued, like cowflies flying.

In each tent is a dilapidated and filthy Buddha statue, enjoying the offerings of the herdsmen.

"Hahaha! Not bad!" the Birdman Monk laughed, "Since these herdsmen are so obedient and can produce a thousand dollars a day, why do you want to sell them to me at a low price?"

When the fat monk heard this, his face collapsed, and he said, "The donor asks knowingly, why embarrass the little monk!"

The Birdman Monk laughed a few times and said, "That's exactly the reason, if you don't sell it to me first, don't even think about getting a talisman when the time comes." ”

"Be careful of yourself being broken in there!" he threatened.

Hearing the threat, the faces of the three monks turned dark.

The fat monk's face changed a few times, and he stepped forward in small steps and discussed it carefully with the birdman monk.

Listening to the conversation of the four people, and then contacting the surrounding situation, Yu Dao's eyes were slightly cold.

It turned out that the three monks were afraid of the next catastrophe and wanted to sell their mortals out of this place to avoid the next big war.

As for why mortals are being sold, what is the value? Yu Dao looked at the Buddha statue in the tent with a faint gaze.

These Buddha statues are hollow, and there are talismans hidden inside.

Incense charm money......

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