Monk Baiyun's hands trembled involuntarily, and his eyebrows and beard stood up.

Grandma's whole body was scorched, and she was angry and threw out seven or eight rattans to take the ice thunder.

"Yo, looks like this is the end!"

Ice Thunder laughed, and was about to rush forward with a giant hammer.

Who knew that the rattan was turned halfway, and the old monk was directly rolled out.

The old monk trembled all over, opened his mouth and couldn't say a complete sentence, but he only had time to flip the robe, protect his eyes with his ears, and drag the whole person away.

"Master!"

The little monk of the ten directions didn't know when he came, and when he saw this scene, he shouted with tears in his eyes.

Grandma's gloomy voice came: "Boy, I admit that you are very powerful, grandma is not an opponent, but if you want to save the life of the old monk, you still have to exchange grandma's natal core tomorrow! Otherwise, I will die with the old monk!"

"Don't!" roared Shifang.

The water vapor in the Black Forest suddenly emptied, and the dryad disappeared without a trace.

Shifang planted his head on the ground, grabbed the broken Golden Buddha with both hands and unconsciously repeated: "What should I do, what should I do, what should I do if the master is taken away? Yes, the Golden Buddha, and the Golden Buddha, the master said that the Golden Buddha has boundless power, and he will definitely be able to save the master." ”

Bing Lei was also a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that between the lightning and the fire, the dryad would kidnap the old monk. But what I can't figure out is another problem. He is not related to the old monk, is this tree demon grandmother's skull about to fall off? Why is he sure that he will exchange him with a magic weapon?

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the magic weapon is handed over, it is still a two-to-one scene when the exchange is exchanged, why does it think that it can escape twice? Could it be......

Bing Lei's heart moved, thinking of someone. "Master!" Shifang fell to his knees and shouted in pain.

Ice Thunder suddenly remembered something. The magic weapon that sealed the old ghost seemed to be still on the old monk.

Fist slammed palm, a long sigh.

It's okay to kidnap Bing Lei, but he hasn't found the magic weapon to seal this old ghost!

When he was stunned, he felt his legs sink, looked down, and Shifang was looking at him with teary eyes, crying: "Ice donor, you have strong mana, save my master!

Bing Lei nodded very happily: "Conditional!"

Shifang was rarely clever, and hurriedly said: "No problem, I know where the master sealed your friend! Find the master and hand it over to you directly!"

"Deal!"

The two sides high-fived as an oath, and Bing Lei teased: "So simply, do you also understand that ghosts are also good?"

Shifang touched his head, not too embarrassed.

"Nacheng, I'll make some preparations, let's meet at Lanruo Temple at noon tomorrow, and I'll take you to the Black Forest to find that old willow spirit!"

"Good!"

Early the next morning, Shifang came to Guobei County with the Golden Buddha in his arms.

"The ice donor is here at noon, I will take advantage of this time to glue the golden Buddha up, and when the time comes, I can rescue the master and go on the road immediately, I don't want to stay in this Guobei County, it's too dangerous!"

On the iron street, it is still noisy, whether it is a pedestrian or a trader, the fierce look on his face is as vicious as before, and he almost didn't write the word bad guy on the top of his head.

Shifang walked for a long time in fear before cautiously approaching a blacksmith shop.

This shop is small, the location is quite bad, the short iron man sighed while packing up the tools: "In this world, business is not as good as a day, the streets are full of bad people, how can we have a good people's way to live." The last deal was lost again, alas, admit it! Who called us good people!"

Shifang was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab him and said, "Good man, you can help me!"

The iron man lazily waved his hand: "Don't do it, don't do it! The more you do it, the more you lose, take advantage of the loss of your pants and hurry up to close the stall!"

"Don't, I see you're a good guy on this whole street, you can help me!"

The man looked at Shifang, nodded and said, "Okay, just say this to you, you say let me help you something!"

"Look!"

Shifang lifted the corner of the package, and the man immediately covered it, looked left and right and reprimanded in a low voice: "You don't want to die, holding such a big piece of gold to run rampant in the city, look at those people outside, I want you to die on the street every minute!"

"I can't help it, the master was arrested, I want to take the Golden Buddha to save him, you can help me and glue the Golden Buddha on!"

Shifang looked forward to it, and the iron man sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's do another loss-making deal!"

The iron man slowly took the package, turned around slowly, and then quickly threw it into the cash box, locking it heavily.

Shifang immediately became anxious: "What are you doing?"

"What's that!" The iron man immediately turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and bombarded him impatiently: "Let's go, what are you doing here, I don't want to do your business anymore!"

"You obviously took my Golden Buddha!"

"What a golden Buddha!" The iron man raised his eyebrows and said toughly: "What nonsense, believe it or not, I beat you!"

Shifang smiled and said: "Just you little man, hurry up and return my Golden Buddha, or I will beat you!"

The iron man snorted: "Turn your head and see!"

Shifang turned his head and saw a circle of seventeen or eighteen big men, holding their arms and staring at him viciously. He was so frightened that his tone changed, and he shouted, "You guys...... Help, someone's blocking the road and robbing it!"

"What to shout, what to shout! Get out!"

"Break your dog's legs!"

"I'll shout at you again and throw it into the river!"

Just as Shifang was desperate, a loud roar came from behind the crowd.

"Little monk, bow your head quickly!"

Shifang was busy lying on the ground, and a long log swept over his head, directly smashing a hole in the encirclement of the iron man.

Yan Chixia flew in, picked up the little monk and rushed out.

Shifang shouted, "Golden Buddha!

The little man was busy hugging the cash box, but Yan Chixia took the lead in taking the lead. Flew out of the encirclement with the little monk and ran all the way to the city gate.

The little man screamed like a madman: "Money! They robbed us of our money!

"Where's the money?"

"What? Someone has grabbed the money?

"Chase it, chase it!" "Don't go!

For a while, the entire iron street, whether it was trading or passing, was attracted by the word "money", and more than 100 people chased after Yan Chixia and the two with swords, shouting and chasing.

Yan Chixia only glanced back, her heart trembled, and she shouted: "Damn little monk, how many people have you provoked, how can so many people chase us?"

"Where have I provoked anyone, it's those who strike iron who want to rob me of the Golden Buddha! He lied to me!"