The monk closed his eyes, and his tone was still lazy.

But his words still cannot be questioned.

Gong Ji lowered his body and buried his face in the mud, so that his voice became a little blurred, but he was also much more fluent.

"My lord, the demon corpse is huge and heavy, and it will take a lot of time to move it into the town. ”

Standing up, Gong Ji raised his head, and the yellow slag stuck to the old face, highlighting the folds that densely covered the face.

"Moreover, new seedlings are only planted in the dry field, and the stalks are fragile and cannot be crushed......"

The arrogant Taoist snorted coldly, and Gong Ji was immediately speechless.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. ”

The monk walked past the Taoist and came to a knee-high wooden stake on the side of the street.

It was a 100-year-old tree.

There are 100 circles of wheels, an elliptical transverse plane about one meter in diameter, which is charred black, and in addition to the traces of perennial staining and being burned by smoke and fire, there is also a puddle of wet sediment.

Except for a few scattered on the transverse surface, most of the sediment is gathered together.

The poly is not formed.

Six children in short clothes were kneeling around a tree stump.

The monk leaned over and lifted the robe with the forearm of his right hand.

Fingers on the horizontal surface of the stump, with a very small range of movements, gently stroked.

The breeze blew through the mud and sand that had gathered together, blowing up the charred wood slag.

The cross face of the stake reveals a bright yellow.

The monk smiled with satisfaction and turned to sit down on the stump.

"It's still early, so we'll just wait. ”

The strong outside the town have already followed Yougen into the mountains and forests.

The guards of the carriage were only some old and weak.

But in Yinshui Town, there are still fields around the town, and there are more than 300 strong.

So, Gong Ji led more than 300 strong men out of the town and came to the carriage.

With hemp rope, he dragged the carriage with all his might.

The wagon was towed to the edge of the dry field.

Half the height of the wheels was sunk deep into the earth.

Look at the wheels that show the edge of the field, twisted by the load.

Look at the inclined body.

Gong Ji stood in the dry field, sighed, and said helplessly: "Lift it." ”

The carriage was lifted, and the carriage fell into the field.

The soil in the field is much looser than the average ground, and the twisted wheels are almost completely sunk into the soil.

The crowd struggled to pull harder, but fortunately there were many people, and after a few hours, the carriage was finally pulled to the edge of the field again.

Not far from Tiankan, is Yinshui Town.

The men lifted the wagon.

The carriage fell to the ground outside the town, and several cracks appeared in the iron-clad wheels.

Gong Ji and all the sturdy men silently looked at the dry fields, the dirt road that had been leveled by the car body and was ten meters wide, and countless seedlings buried in the dirt, almost broken under the weight.

In the end, Gong Ji, who had a heartache on his face, waved his arm and said, "Let's go, let's enter the town." ”

The carriage drove into the streets of the town.

Standing in the middle of the street, with his hands behind his back, the Taoist who had been waiting for a long time turned around and saw the carriage slowly coming behind him.

On his originally indifferent face, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

The monk sitting on the stump, erected with one hand and playing with the Buddha beads in the other, the laziness on his face has also disappeared.

The monk stood up and walked briskly to the carriage.

He was only halfway there.

The Taoist was already standing in front of the carriage.

The carriage stopped, and the sturdy man with the rope tied to the rope and the sturdy Gong Ji with the command all respectfully retreated to the side of the carriage.

Looking at the carriage, through the thick cloth, the huge silhouette is revealed.

The Taoist raised his hand, and the palm of his hand stroked his messy beard from top to bottom.

A gust of wind blew into the town, and the wind and waves swept the aislemen's unkempt hair and rolled up their beards that had become flowing again.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Gazing at the carriage without blinking, the Taoist asked in the wind.

"Huidaoshi. ”

Gong Ji knelt forward a few steps, observing the surprise on the Daoist's face, and his face showed a look of joy.

"I don't know what kind of monster it is, but looking at the shell on its back, the villain thinks that this should belong to the spirit in the river, please Taoist Mingjian. ”

The monk walked behind the Taoist.

The Taoist stretched out his right hand and lifted the corner of the thick cloth covering the demon corpse.

The monk's eyes widened behind the Taoist, and his languid demeanor had disappeared.

The two saw the demon corpse under the thick cloth.

Both of their bodies began to tremble.

"Where did you find these monsters?"

The monk, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, raised his voice to a sharp point in vain.

"Hui Monk Zun, this demon corpse was picked up on the road by someone from Caoyun County. ”

Gong Ji's face became a little weird, and even he felt weird with such an answer.

"Picked up !?"

The two of them shouted in unison, and the volume rose sharply.

Then, the two looked at each other and quickly turned their heads.

After a moment of silence, the Taoist was the first to speak.

"There is only one hole in the chest of this demon corpse, and to be able to do this level, this person's cultivation is unfathomable. ”

Bypassing the Taoist in front of him, the monk stretched out his hand, his smooth and delicate fingers rubbing along the edge of the corpse's hole, along the wrinkled skin.

"It's sword qi. ”

Retracting his hand, the monk turned his head and looked at the face of the Taoist beside him.

The four eyes were facing each other, the monk was puzzled, and the Taoist was expressionless.

"Isn't it the senior master in the view, who went down to Qingfeng?"

The Taoist pursed his lips and shook his head in the face of the monk's bewildered gaze.

"Isn't there a sword cultivator in the temple? Besides, there are many people who look at the masters, whether I look at the actions of the masters, how do I know?"

Hearing this, the monk frowned tightly, stared at the Taoist's eyes, and said nothing.

Facing the monk's gaze, the Taoist's face gradually became a little dull.

The monk was speechless, turned around, and looked at the demon corpse again.

The Taoist looked at Gong Ji, who was kneeling beside the car with an expectant expression.

"This is worth your tax for thirty years. ”

Hearing this, the happy look on Gong Ji's face became more and more prominent.

"But you must keep it a secret from outsiders, and you must not let this news leak out, but there are towns around you that already know about it?"

"The Taoist master can rest assured, the villain has already instructed that the people in the town are strict and will never leak the news. ”

"What about the people outside the town?"

The monk turned his head, looked at Gong Ji, and asked sharply.

"Outside the town, outside the town, the villain also said hello. ”

"Anyway, the confidential matter is in your hands, and the news must not be transmitted to other regions, understand?"

The Taoist man's face was slightly condensed, his expression was serious, but his tone was very flat.

"Yes, yes. Swallowing and spitting, Gong Ji, who looked happy, bowed to the ground.

The Taoist nodded, reached into his sleeve, and took out a gourd.

The gourd is red, bright in color like agate, and crystal like amber.

"Fellow Daoists, the heart of the Daomen is peaceful and indifferent, the evil and the demon are not as good as my Buddhism, the demon qi on this corpse is still quite strong, it is better to use my Buddhist magic bowl to sheng, and it is good to get rid of the evil qi on it. ”

Looking at the Taoist who took out the gourd, the monk quickly stretched out his right hand hidden under the robe, and on his palm was placed a rice bowl with a golden color, like jade and gold, and the size of an ordinary person's palm.

That, May Fourth arrived, and I worked for two days of full attendance.

The leadership is crazy.

I'm exhausted.