Wan Idiot continued to persecute on the side: "Qingyuan, you old thief still says that you can subdue demons all day long, you are simply a deceitful and famous." Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info If this demon can't be subdued today, the little monk will execute you Ling Chi and divide the body of five horses. ”

Qingyuan was a little puzzled and asked, "Master Wan, how can these two punishments be used at the same time?"

Wan Idiot sneered: "This is very easy, first stab you a few times, and then divide the body when you are half-dead, and then use it alternately, so that you don't get tired of it." ”

Han Zhen also added: "What I said is that a way to die is indeed too simple to make you feel painful. ”

Qingyuan was extremely frightened when he heard this, maybe the emperor in front of him would not do this, but Wan Idiot would definitely torture himself like this. Extremely nervous in fear, he slammed his hand and strangled the poisonous snake to death.

Han Zhen secretly scolded what kind of monk this is, looking at this ruthless look, he is simply a butcher on a rainy night.

After going down to court, Han Zhen thought hard for a morning, and finally came up with a way to rectify Qingyuan, he found more than a dozen guards with good martial arts to pretend to be wild ghosts at night, but to see if this Qingyuan could lower them too.

That night, several guards dressed in white clothes and white pants, dressed as ghosts, hid in a room, waiting for Wan Idiot to deceive Qingyuan.

In the middle of the night, Wan Idiot ran to Qingyuan's house in a panic and shouted: "Oh no! Master, the palace is starting to be haunted, come with me, I don't know if you can lower them!"

As soon as Qingyuan heard that there were ghosts, he suddenly became interested, and he didn't forget to brag to Wan Idiot again, saying that he was the nemesis of monsters, and any kind of monster would show his original form when he saw him.

Wan Idiot pretended to be very frightened, saying that it was not a demon that attacked the palace this time, but a ghost. Hearing the word "ghost", Qingyuan was actually a little scared in his heart, he had never seen a real ghost, let alone being able to catch a ghost, but for the sake of face, he still pretended to follow Wan Idiot.

This Qingyuan, like Wan Idiot, was not a warrior monk, so Han Zhen found more than a dozen guards with decent martial arts, planning to wait for an opportunity to beat him up. In the end, it was a ghost who beat him, and it wasn't Han Zhen who bullied people for no reason, so he could only blame himself for not having enough mana, and he deserved it.

Among the dozen or so guards, some wore strange bronze masks, some smeared a lot of rouge gouache on their faces, and painted their faces white, and they all hid in an abandoned yard near a pond in the back garden.

Wan Idiot told Qingyuan about the allusion that happened here, there was a concubine who was about to be put into the cold palace and hanged herself, so no one dared to live here later, and it slowly became idle.

The wind rose in the night, the lotus leaves rustled, and the clouds obscured half of the moon, and the whole atmosphere was a little ghostly, which couldn't help but make people nervous.

Qingyuan's heartbeat was very strong when he was brought here by Wan Idiot, his legs kept trembling, and after holding it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but say to Wan Idiot: "Master Wan, it's not good, it's not good, the old man calculated that the mana of these wild ghosts is too strong, and the two of us together are definitely not opponents, let's go first!"

Wan Idiot was a little proud in his heart, but he pretended to be serious on the surface: "The court has raised us for a long time, it is to ask us to play a role at this time, even if we are taken away by the king of Hades today, we have to go." This place is actually nothing, but there have been several concubines who have died before, all of them have been hanged, and their tongues are sticking out for a long time, and I heard that they will not come out until midnight. ”

Qingyuan was even more nervous, and grabbed Wan Idiot's hand fiercely: "Master Wan, you are a high-ranking monk who has attained the Dao, compared to you, I really need to cultivate for a while, this time you go in to subdue the demon, I'll give you a shout outside, okay?"

He said this, but in fact, he had long wanted to slip away as soon as he had the opportunity.

At this time, the courtyard gate creaked open by the wind, and the dozen or so guards hiding inside suddenly ran out of the courtyard, screaming and screaming at Qingyuan and Wan Idiot.

Wan Idiot pretended to recite the scriptures to exorcise demons, and the guards cooperated to avoid him.

Qing Yuan hurriedly untied the newly worn Buddha beads on his neck, and kneaded each Buddha bead fiercely to cut off the soul of the demon, which was one of his most powerful demon subduing techniques, but of course it would not work for these guards. The crowd gathered in a circle to approach him, punching and kicking him, and even choking him by the neck and not letting go.

Qingyuan was very frightened and shouted: "The old man has subdued the demon...... After so many years, it has never been ...... None of them...... I've seen such a powerful weird ...... Ahh

In a few moments, the guards knocked him to the ground, and after a few kicks and kicks, they lifted him up again, forming a circle of three or two, and tossing him around.

He felt scared at first, but then he felt quite comfortable, and the dozen or so ghosts seemed to be playing with him, and gradually his frightened cries disappeared, and he didn't speak for a long time.

When the guards saw that this trick didn't seem to work, they used a new way to rectify him. A group of soldiers saw him being thrown at him and threw him higher with all their might. When he returned, the soldier who was about to catch him threw him very high even harder. After a few rounds, he was thrown higher and higher, and he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, after all, he was too far from the ground.

"Grandfather, the old man doesn't know that you are coming, and he is really offended. If you let me go now, it can be regarded as a mercy to me, and I promise that the well water will not interfere with the river water in the future, okay?" Qingyuan kept begging for mercy.

Wan Idiot stood against the wall, listening to his words begging for mercy, and immediately reprimanded: "Qingyuan, the enemy has rebelled, you have really lost the face of our Buddhist family! What is so terrible about death, how can you escape death today, if you can bite your tongue and kill yourself, even if you die normally, I will definitely overtake you in the future." But if you betray the court and be played to death by the ghosts, then I can only whip the corpse slowly. ”

Qingyuan was even more afraid of ashes when he heard him say this, and because of his high mental tension, he didn't have time to wonder why this ghost didn't go to this idiot's trouble.

Knowing that it was impossible to escape death, he simply pretended to go sideways and shouted: "You demons, my old monk is not afraid! If you have the ability, you will kill me immediately, it just so happens that the old man is in a hurry to see the Buddha, and it is of course great to have your help." ”

The guards changed their way of playing, and after throwing him out again, they stopped catching him and slammed him to the ground with a "snap", which made him unable to move in pain.

Several guards dragged him by the legs and dragged him to a dry well in the courtyard, and hung his lower body into the well, leaving only his head stuck on the eaves.

A guard deliberately pinched his throat, pressed Qingyuan's head with one hand and asked, "Do you know why the king of Hades took you away, because you are disrespectful to the current Son of Heaven, so the Son of Heaven entrusted a dream to the king of Hades, and he had to take you away." Below this well is the entrance to the Yama Palace, do you have anything else you want to say before you die?"

Qingyuan was very unconvinced when he heard this: "Lao Qu is a person who cultivates Buddhism, how can he enter hell after death, it is only right to go to the Western Elysium!"

"You only deserve to go to hell, you evil monk has done too many evil things in your life, and the Buddha will not accept you. The guard then frightened.

Qingyuan was a little resentful in his heart, put his fear behind him, and said to him with confidence: "No! Lao Wei has never done anything bad, and he has always been an upright Buddha! The Buddha, who has no conscience, doesn't want me at a critical moment, and I must settle this account with him." I'll kowtow to him if it's okay, I knew that I might as well kowtow to Hades, alas, I have to start from scratch when I get to the underworld. ”

Hearing him say this, the guards couldn't cry or laugh for a while, but they didn't expect that it took a long time to make him forget that he was afraid, and the emperor couldn't achieve what he told the idiot, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Wan Idiot bent down and quietly slipped closer, suddenly fell to the ground, slowly moved to Qingyuan, and touched his head: "Master, in fact, I am the same as you think, who would have thought that the Buddha would not accept me! ”

Qingyuan became a little nervous again when he heard this, and asked him, "That's ...... Then Master Wan, why don't you come over and climb over?"

Wan Idiot ignored him, suddenly stood up, jumped to his feet and let out a strange laugh, looking as if he had fallen into an evil spirit. By the light hanging in the courtyard, everyone found that he was rolling his eyes and his expression was very hideous. Even the guards were slightly panicked in their hearts, secretly wondering if Master Wan was really a ghost.

Wan Idiot's actions scared Qing Yuanzu so much that the seven souls disappeared, his eyes were straight, he stopped talking, his lips kept shaking, and he wanted to speak but couldn't speak.

Wan Idiot took a closer look at Qingyuan, thinking why he hadn't scared him to death yet, it seemed that if he didn't use the last magic weapon, he wouldn't be able to scare this old thief.

He jumped behind the guard, made sure that Qingyuan couldn't see him for the time being, quickly grabbed a bundled ponytail from his arms and put it on his head, looking like he had long hair, and continued to laugh and jump out.

Seeing that Wan Yi seemed to grow his hair violently, Qingyuan's face turned white, coughed a few times, and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, help! You are the Son of Heaven, help......! Possessed!"

After shouting this sentence, Qingyuan's eyes fainted, and the guards dragged him up, left him alone in this courtyard, and then left all.

The guards laughed with all the idiots, and some people began to imitate Qingyuan's appearance.

On the second day, when the sun was shining, he gradually woke up, rubbed his eyes, and saw that he was lying alone in the empty courtyard, and ran out in fright.

After going down, Wan Idiot told Han Zhen about the scene that scared Qingyuan last night, and Han Zhen laughed when he heard it.

The two were in Xianzong's study at this time, and Han Zhen was in a good mood, admiring the various paintings and calligraphy in the room.

Han Zhen lined up several picture scrolls, picked a painting of mountains and rivers, carefully looked at it for a long time, and saw that the painting was surrounded by mountains, the top of the mountain was filled with clouds and mist, and a few steps could be faintly seen on the road under the mountain, and occasionally someone seemed to want to climb up to explore.

He liked this painting very much when he first saw it, and rolled it up and put it in his arms, and felt that it should belong to Xianzong, and he was afraid that it would be a little inappropriate to take it away like this, so he put it back again.