I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 264 Warm Wine
The Taoist took the wine jar, patted off the mud seal, and closed it casually.

"Good wine!"

"When you bow down to people, you must ask for something."

"I don't know what the girl wants?"

Tu Shanjun didn't drink up, but put down the wine jar in his hand, and turned to look at the beautiful woman.

The woman was about to get up and prostrate, but found that she couldn't move her body, so she could only sit on the bench and speak: "I want to ask the Taoist priest to help..."

"Little lady, the world is so chaotic, if you want to ask for help, you should find the right one."

Before the woman could finish speaking, a teasing voice came.

"Look at that thin body, it can't handle things at all."

Following the prestige, the person who spoke was the man who was leaning on two tables merged into one by the window, and he opened his arms deliberately.

"Our brothers are different. My eldest brother is called 'Zuoshanhu', and he is also a well-known hero in the twelve prefectures of Beiqing. If you have anything, you can tell our brother."

The noodle feels that things are not good.

Hastily wiped his mouth, clasped his hands together: "Senior, calm down, they are fools, don't bother with them."

The road was blocked by heavy snow, and the monk and Taoist walked alone in the snow in single clothes. How could such a simple person be possible.

Those few people still provocatively and freely, are they bloody brave over alcohol, or are they afraid that their life span is too long?

The Taoist smiled lightly and said, "Stupid people? I don't think so. On the contrary, they are pretty smart."

"It's just that the clever mind is used in the wrong place." Tu Shanjun didn't bother to continue explaining. If he expected it to be correct, this group of people must have offended everyone in the inn, not to mention the tension they saw when they came in.

Hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Juefa thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

It is true that they cannot be said to be stupid, he is too arbitrary.

Of course, it's not surprising that Juefa was nervous.

It is true that Tu Shanjun's temper is not as good as he imagined, these people are tired of life and dare to provoke such a master.

"A mountain tiger?"

The face of a table in the south of the inn, running merchants in long gowns, changed drastically.

"Third master of a thousand army thieves."

"They are horse bandits!"

The quacks at another table with knives and sticks immediately shouted out the identities of the seven or eight big men.

"Could it be that the thousand army thieves are eyeing this small town?"

Of course, the horse bandits were not running around like headless chickens. They would choose their targets in advance, and then send people to inquire about the news.See if there are any tricky ideas, or goods, food, women worth looting...

Since you want to investigate the news, you will have conflicts with people. Only conflicts can quickly understand the strength of the defense.

The mountain tiger never took his eyes off the snow-coated woman.

He looked from head to toe, and then moved up from the foot.

It was precisely because they could see what their elder brother was thinking, that's why the younger brothers beside them revealed their names, otherwise their true identities would not have been revealed at this moment.

"To tell you the truth, the falcon has already been released, and our master 'Snow Dragon' has already prepared an ambush."

As he spoke, the man with lowered eyes took the wine bowl and walked to the monk's table.

He smiled and said, "Little lady, don't be afraid, my elder brother is here to invite you."

The woman got up and walked in front of the man.

The man with the lowered corners of his eyes opened his eyes and smiled, and was about to turn his head to give his elder brother a reassuring look, but found that the eyes of the elder brother and the brothers were full of fear, and the panicked brother fell back to the bench.

The man didn't quite understand, he just felt strange why he felt so cold.

Looking down, his body was actually frozen.

The solid black ice is very strong.

Let alone flesh and blood, it seemed that even the puzzlement in his eyes had been frozen.

The cold air on the snow-coated woman's body was steaming, and her clear voice was colder than the ice: "I am talking to the Taoist priest, who allows you to come and disturb me?"

Known as the mountain tiger, the third leader of Qianjun Thief was pale, leaning against the wall, and when there was no way to retreat, he seemed to remember something, pointed at the snow-coated woman and said abruptly: "Snow... snow demon! You are That legendary snow demon."

The rest of the horse thieves, Xiao Ban, were frightened and went under the table.

But they could only tremble, dare not speak out, buried their heads like turtles, for fear of being noticed by the snow-coated woman.

How could a human being be an opponent of a monster.

"Trouble." Tu Shanjun sighed.

Hearing the Taoist's sigh, the snow-coated woman hurriedly moved back and took a seat aside.

The rest of the people in the inn were shocked.

This snow-coated woman is a monster.

However, the monster sought help from the red-haired Taoist today.

With a pleading look, he even offered good wine.Thinking about it this way, who is this red-haired Taoist?
The snow-coated woman took out a piece of jade: "The Taoist priest will know the reason at a glance."

The Taoist sword guided him, and the jade was pasted on his forehead, and he understood the whole story in an instant.

Throwing the jade to the monk casually, Juefa stretched out his hand to catch it, and immediately used magic to watch it, then looked at Tu Shanjun and nodded.

"Warm the wine, drink it when I come back."

As the Taoist got up and took a step, the cotton curtain was lifted, and it was lowered again before the wind and snow poured in.

The Taoist who was just sitting on a stool eating meat and drinking has disappeared.

……

Aware of the passing of mana, Jue Fa lowered his eyebrows and recited: "Amitabha."

As for why Tu Shanjun threw the jade to him, it was because of the three chapters of their agreement.

Awareness of the law cannot recite sutras every day to save the soul.

Tu Shanjun can't use the magic power of Jue Fa at will to do anything recklessly.

Morning bells and evening drums, the two lessons in the morning and evening will never fall behind.

Whenever the time comes, Juefa begins to recite the Bodhisattva's Sutra of Saving People.

Because it is the master soul of the magic treasure, and the master of the banner is related to the awareness of the law, even if Mr. Tu Shan closed his five senses and six senses, the sound of scriptures still echoed.Noisy Tu Shanjun's letter can't even read it, let alone want to understand the knowledge of Danfang, or even improve the properties of medicine.

This thing is also very strange, even if you do not recite the Dharma on weekdays, the scriptures are still echoing in the small world of the soul banner.

You don't need to ask to know that it must be the trick of Juefa.

It doesn't make sense to torture each other like this. After some discussion, the two hit it off and made a charter.

They are all believers, and no oath is required.

……

As soon as the Taoist went out, the mountain tiger had already touched the threshold, and the younger brothers gathered around hurriedly followed.

A thought came to Zuo Shanhu's mind: "This place can't stay anymore."

The snow demon, the Taoist who looks like a fairy, and the monk with low eyebrows are not good, and even the snow demon has to seek help from monks and Taoists. They put gold on their faces and call them heroes. There is nothing wrong with looting.

The red-haired Taoist went out, but there was a monk traveling with him inside the door.

When the Taoist comes back, if the other party wants to act chivalrously, he will most likely die here.

It's better to rub the soles of your feet with oil and walk.

Before they could run out, a figure was blocked in front of the cotton curtain.

It was the smiling shopkeeper old man.

Rubbing his hands together, he looked at the horse bandits on the outpost and asked, "Guest officer, where are you going?"

Zuo Shanhu sneaked a look at the monk, then looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, our brothers are full, so let's leave."

"Guest officer, you haven't paid yet."

Zuo Shanhu originally wanted to say: "I have never paid for my meal." After thinking about it, he decided to pay the money honestly.

He took out his pocket, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.He didn't want to pay, how could he bring money.

"Which one of you has brought money?" Zuo Shanhu turned his head to look at the younger brothers who shrank their heads.

"Brother, how can we have money..."

"Well, old man, the money will be credited first."

The good looks on the shopkeeper's old man's face gradually disappeared: "Small business, no credit."

"Don't be shameless, old man. Why didn't you ask him for money when that Taoist went out, and blocked us."

The old man's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Not to mention that the Taoist's companion is still there, even if the Taoist really wants to leave, the little old man will not ask for money, and even send two jugs of wine with him to comfort the dust. "

"What are you, you deserve to be compared with that Taoist master."

Zuo Shanhu became furious from embarrassment, and was about to raise his fist in his rage, but before he could make a move, he froze in place as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Not only the leader, but the other outpost horse bandits all looked normal, as if they had lost their souls.

The old man looked at the curtain of the back hall, and said lightly: "Stone, drag these sloppy skins down, just to make flower fertilizer for the peach trees in the backyard."

"Okay sir."

……

"Shopkeeper, it's not a crime to open a black shop? If you eat for free, you won't be guilty of death."

Snapped.

The chopsticks landed on the table.

The old shopkeeper followed the prestige, cupped his hands and said, "Yo, this master is a tall man. I'm sorry, my poor eyesight, I just realized it now. I don't know the master's name. Where is the tall man?"

The tall man in black turned his head.

The resolute face was slightly dark: "Under the Dahei Mountain, the ghost messenger, Miao Sheng."

"It turns out that the master of the Great Black Mountain is walking under his seat. Disrespect and disrespect." He said disrespectful words, but he couldn't see any apology from the shopkeeper.

"If you eat a free meal, you won't die. But killing people pays their lives, it's only right and proper."

"There is a cousin of the little old man in Yu's house. Thousands of thieves robbed and killed people, so what if the little old man gets some interest?"

"It's true that they were wrong, but they shouldn't have shot you, the old fox in the mountains."

Shopkeeper Hu's face grew fox fur, and even his fangs became sharper. He sneered and said, "The Lord of the Great Black Mountain is a famous ghost king. Since your Excellency despises mountain spirits and ghosts, why do you use your human body for them to drive?"

"How dare you dare to satirize someone!"

Miao Sheng shouted loudly, and the gray-purple talisman paper immediately appeared between his fingers.

"disease."

The talisman paper shook in the air, turned into two black locks, and went straight to Old Man Hu.

The old man Hu snapped, his whole head had turned into the appearance of an old fox, his mana was surging, and while avoiding the black lock, his sharp claws came out from the pads of his flesh.

It's just that before the old man Hu made a surprise attack, the black chains tied him tightly under Miao Sheng's control.

With a bang, his body fell from mid-air to the inn floor.

"Master Hu!" The waiter named Shi Shi rushed to help.

Who would have thought that a piece of talisman paper would stick to his forehead, and the stone would immediately stand there without moving.

Only the eyeballs rolled, full of eagerness.

The rest of the people in the inn were either panicked, dazed, or indifferent...

The change is so great that many people have not reacted to it.

Miao Sheng stood up and walked in front of old man Hu, with mana pouring into his palm and clapping it down.

"Hateful!"

Shopkeeper Hu struggled violently, and the black chains became tighter and tighter, strangling the flesh and blood, making him look even more ferocious.

The fox's sharp teeth stand out, and the hair on its body stands on end.

However, he couldn't break free from the chains.

bang.

An arm blocked Miao Sheng's palm force, and all the pressure was eliminated smoothly.

"Amitabha. Donor, you must forgive others and forgive others."

"This shopkeeper has a pure spirit, and it is by no means a monster that harms the world."

The person who makes the move is Juefa.

The white bone Buddha beads are wrapped in the palm of the hand, and the eyebrows are pleasing to the eyes, reciting Amitabha.

Miao Sheng stared at Monk Juefa, and suddenly said: "An accident happened in Hugushanfang City. Not only was the temple of the Lord of the Black Mountain destroyed, but an important treasure was also lost."

"It is said that it was the ghost cultivator who established the foundation that day, and one of them was a monk in a gray robe."

"It's you?!"

"Amitabha is the little monk."

Juefa sighed.

In fact, that matter can only be attributed to the greed of the ghost cultivators in the ghost market.

But so what.

Will the person in front of him listen to him in detail, or the Black Mountain Ghost King will listen to him in detail?

(End of this chapter)