Chapter 361

The fat man with yellow hair who rescued Cheng Guan was naturally Xin Ziqiu who occupied Xiao Zizai's body.

Ever since he saw the various privileges of Taoist priests at Yongdingmen, he had a bold idea in his heart.

That is to pretend to be a stranger and sneak into Yanjing City.

This method can not only solve his urgent need of no way to lead, but also can use the identity of a foreigner to explore in the capital.

But this is also a risky attempt. He doesn't know how to disguise himself. How can it be so simple to pretend to be an unknown ascetic without being spotted?
The best way is to use the law of "seize" to forcibly take away the identity of a monk.

But doing so will not only waste the power of a rule, but also Xiao Zizai's body that he occupies now can be regarded as a first-rate master even in this fifth-level world. He must find a different person with similar cultivation to replace his body. Trading is not too bad.

What's more, you have to consider how to convince Aiden and Diana that you are Xiao Zizai who is allied with them without revealing your magical powers.

However, compared to the benefits that can be obtained immediately, these disadvantages can be solved slowly, so Xin Ziqiu hid his whereabouts and wandered outside Yanjing like a ghost, looking for suitable targets.

However, he waited from early morning until near noon, and wandered around the area for several miles, but failed to meet a suitable ascetic.

Either his cultivation level is too low, or he is a decent monk and experienced. He really can't do anything to kill people and deprive them of their fate.

After waiting, Xin Ziqiu finally found his target.

He found a group of strange people with deer heads, and set up a camp outside the capital. Some were making alchemy, some were chanting scriptures, and their whereabouts were very secretive.

Although these people have their own cultivation, they are not high-level, and Xin Ziqiu quickly saw their ways.

It turned out that they didn't really have deer heads, but just wearing helmets with antlers in a similar shape. However, this helmet is quite mysterious. With Xin Ziqiu's powerful divine sense, he couldn't see through it, nor could he see it. To the original appearance of these people.

It seems that this helmet is blessed with some kind of brilliant talisman or magic circle, which can isolate the divine thoughts.

Discovering this, Xin Ziqiu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This means that he doesn't have to use the power of the rules to snatch his fate at all. He just needs to find an unlucky guy among these people, beat him secretly, and snatch the antler helmet, and he can directly pretend to be one of them.

As for whether these people were "foreigners" with privileges, Xin Ziqiu didn't know, but he felt that the possibility was very high and it was worth a try.

So after following him for a while, he finally caught an opportunity to catch up with a deer-headed monster who was alone, and by chance, he saved Cheng Guan's life.

Xin Ziqiu was not polite to such a villain who killed life and made alchemy, and directly killed him, wringing his neck with a "crack".

"Little monk, don't be too polite, tell me what this Mi Po Sect is all about?"

It took Xin Ziqiu a long time to figure out where this group of people came from.

Since he wanted to disguise himself as a man with a deer head, he naturally wanted to know as much about them as possible.

Standing opposite Xin Ziqiu, Cheng Guan never dared to let go of his hanging heart. Normally, this fat man with yellow hair saved his life, so he should be thankful both emotionally and rationally, but he looked sloppy, and he didn't look like anything. Good man, I don't know if it's right or wrong.

But in my own impression, I don't know the master of that sect yet, and he is dressed like this. Could it be a foreigner from overseas?

After being stunned for a while, the little monk saw that the man didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he replied tremblingly:
"The Mi Po Sect believes in the Five Po Gods, and they act secretly. The poor monk knows very little about them. He only knows that each of them wears a deer head mask and has obvious features, so he recognizes them."

"Then let me ask you again, did they also come to the capital to attend the Supervising Division Conference?"

Cheng nodded.

Xin Ziqiu smacked his lips and asked curiously:
"This kind of crooked way of using living people to refine medicine, does it also have the privilege of strangers?"

The little monk touched his sore throat, and replied in a hoarse voice:
""Although the Mi Po Sect has a bad reputation, it also fought against the Manchurian Tartars with the coalition forces back then. At the third level, even if a crime is committed, only the Tiansi Supervisor has the right to arrest and punish. "

Xin Ziqiu curled his lips when he heard the words:

"No wonder this guy is so presumptuous. He dared to kill people near the capital. It turns out that he has so much power."

As he said that, he bent down and touched the corpse, and sure enough, he found a sign made of brass, with several seal characters he didn't recognize printed on it.

"That's it?"

Cheng nodded.

Xin Ziqiu asked again:

"Do the monks of your Dalin Temple also have this thing? Such a brand looks very ordinary, how can you tell the real from the fake?"

Cheng Guan nodded again, took out a similar-looking badge from his waist and said:
"This is the certificate from the monk of our Dalin Temple. Here, it says 'Dalin Temple', and yours says 'Mipo Religion'. This Yiren waist card is specially made by Jian Tiansi, and it is issued according to the hair of a person. I have never heard of it." Some people dare to lie. As for how to identify the authenticity, this little monk really doesn't know."

Xin Ziqiu thought about it, and stuffed the waist card in his arms, thinking that this thing is much more reliable than Luyin, plus a deer head that can isolate spiritual thoughts, buddies are also considered a privileged class, even if someone knows It's fake, who dares to check me?
He looked at Cheng Guan and asked again:

"Little monk, you still know what Mi Po taught, tell me everything, such as the exercises they practiced."

Cheng Guan shook his head vigorously, with a sad expression on his face:
"This strong man, it's the first time for this young monk to go down the mountain, and he really doesn't know much about these worldly things. Please raise your hand and let this poor monk go."

When Xin Ziqiu saw his frightened look, he remembered that his current identity was Xiao Zizai. This fat man was full of flesh and dressed strangely. His behavior of a bum probably frightened the children, so he waved his hands with a smile and said:
"Okay, little monk, don't be afraid, go where you need to go. I saved you, and you don't need to repay, as long as today's things never happened."

Cheng Guan heard the words, as if he had walked through the gate of hell, with a face full of survivors, he put his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, the benefactor is very kind and virtuous, and the little monk will surely repay you in the spring in the future. We will meet again by fate."

As he said that, he ran away without even looking back.

Xin Ziqiu looked at his back and smiled:
"Even monks lie to people these days, and you didn't even ask your buddy's name, so how can you repay me?"

……

(End of this chapter)

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