The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 191. 190. Happy Death

The thousand-year-old famous temple was destroyed once, Gu Peng compensated it to his family, and lent the relics without a deadline. Nothing bad.

Call that Lu Wei and Lu Zhaojun, and you can only smile carefully in front of you for the rest of your life!
After digging the ears and confessing, the arhat who was lodged collapsed and turned into plaster like a powder.

The original four sects lost thousands of lives when they got the statue of Buddha, melted down and recast the treasure, but this time Arhat was ruthless. It is no longer possible.

On the side of Dazheng, a strong monk with thick beard and golden yellow was invited out of the ruins, like a lion, judging from his appearance, he was only similar to Xiuji, and he was also in his prime.

But Xiuhe and other monks, as well as believers who had dug and searched in the ruins on the mountain, all bowed to salute him when they saw him, and called him "host" or "great Zen master".

It is the ninth-rank earth immortal of this temple, Xiu Bo.

The lion-like host ignored the others, and followed the gray robe down the mountain honestly.

Shang San'er stood on the hill, squinting and watching.

The well-informed dog Jianchou can't make a sound, and Xiuji, who has since become a mute, stands behind Poppi and is also looking at him.

The temple and the statues of Buddha and Arhats were all destroyed, and when the two disappeared, the green bull who had said that he would not enter the temple to worship the statues flashed out and sighed softly: "Let's go!"

Demons are not easy to deal with. Most of the traps set up by the Buddhists will not come to bite the bait, and it will only be a waste of effort.

But Qingniu can't control everything he does.

After saying that, Poppi, Xiuji, and Gu Peng were sent back to the intersection of the green willows.

Da Luo glanced at Shi Niu, and left again.

Beside Shi Niu, Huazi first raised her head and smiled coquettishly: "The third master is back!"

There are many people at the intersection, and the city lord returns only one night, not to mention the bone peng, and the disgraced monk, and the people around him are all amazed!

The tall Dapeng Zhang Yu with golden wings and only bones left in his body, although it is strange, the cultivator is not surprised, it is enough to look at it twice, but the great monk who killed Wei Qing and stole the soul of You Mo, How did the city lord bring it back?
Can the rogue city lord suffer from his temper?
Mrs. Shang was in the tea house, and there was a big girl who was fighting everywhere. The beauty in the grocery store would not make a sound. She glanced at it, then turned her head, and called the leader of the caravan buying bath beans to recover, and then negotiated the price.

The old lady and the eldest girl came out of the tea house, Shang San'er yelled, seeing that the eldest girl was still holding the little Wei He, he felt uncomfortable, and told Xiuji: "The brick shop opposite the animal skin shop in the east gate has already opened the shop. It’s useless, the place is not small, if you want to build a tower, that’s where it is! There are masonry shops and stonemason shops for everything you need!”

Xiuji bowed to Mrs. Shang, and he really went.

After the monk left, she took a few glances at the honest Gu Peng, and Mrs. Shang frowned and asked, "Why did you bring him back?"

"Mother, I'll talk to you slowly when I enter the teahouse!"

The old lady turned and went back, he sent Gu Peng: "The dog is sad, go to the city lord's mansion to find a place to settle down!"

"Little obedience!"

Right now, the owner's old lady still can't please, Gu Peng jumped up and spread his wings, and flew to the city lord's mansion as ordered.

Its stature has become smaller, but it will spread its wings, and it will be about three feet wide, covering most of Beitong Street.

The golden bone wings flapped, and the wind brought down a few ripe but bad-tasting yellow-skin peaches that no one picked.

Seeing it fly into the city lord's mansion, Shang San'er greeted the sky: "Master Chenghuang, if the villagers of Simen want to hear the results of the Er Temple, please come to the tea house!"

Sit in the tea house, have a conversation with the old lady, several old men, Mrs. Zhong Xiong, Lei Yu, Bao Zhengshan, etc. rushed over one by one, plus Baili Qiushi, old man Dong, etc. who joined in the fun, there were hundreds of people. There is no room for people to sit in the tea house.

When the people arrived, Shang San'er just took the arhat down to the realm and returned Gu Peng, the temple was destroyed, and the presiding officer took him to the Laughing Lion Temple to be imprisoned, telling all about it.

At the end, Shang San'er said again: "Luohan left a message, you wait for the people from Simen Village to ask for an explanation, first look for Xiuji, and if you want to take revenge, you can find him. If Xiuji is not there, outside of Luliu City, Calling the name of Arhat, he will come and pay back the cause and effect."

In fact, for the villagers of Simen, the arhat's demolition of that temple is already a confession!
For human immortals, the fifth level of earth immortals is still somewhat unattainable, and the Buddhist kingdom has accumulated power for thousands of years. It is also good to be able to find him to vent your anger at any time as your cultivation level increases.

This is exciting news. Inside and outside the tea house, Zhong Xiong, Lei Yu and others were all excited.

The old man Li, who got a seat inside, was originally one of the four principals in the village. He was still a little unbelievable, and asked tremblingly, "Is it really leveled?"

Shang San'er nodded: "When have I ever lied to someone?"

If this bastard could be deceiving, most of the remnants of the four sects are still in the Qianqiu wasteland, how could they move to Green Willow City?

Of course, it’s good to move out. Old man Li didn’t scold any more, and he already believed the words of the poppy city lord. He looked a little crazy, and raised his head and shouted: "Shovel! Shovel it! Shovel it!"

The other three elders, Fang, Zeng, and Xia, also had tears in their eyes and trembling bodies, but they were not as excited as him.

No one persuaded him, and after a few times, old man Li's voice became hoarse, and then he tilted his body and fell limply from the chair to the ground.

Lei Yu and Bao Zhengshan rushed to pull up, the air intake was not enough.

After a while, there was no movement at all.

Shang San'er was dumbfounded!

Outside of the evil spirit's calculations, no one in the city was harmed by such a big event when the Nine Nether Demons came out, so how could they be happy to die when they brought back the good news to Dier Temple?
As soon as he returned to the city, there was a funeral, but old man Li is old, maybe his lifespan should be over, and there are few people in Simen Village in front of him. .

You have to find the incense paper, white wax, and white paper at the ghost mother-in-law's place, but when you need to use it this time, there is no coffin in the shop.

The two boxes I made last time were used on Zhao Tong and Ya Bing, and the ghost mother-in-law didn't make them again.

The ghost mother-in-law is familiar with making coffins, and she does it well, and her work is faster than that of Shang's carpenter. At most, it can be done in one day and one night, and old man Li is not allowed to stay outside for a long time.

I can't help but ask him to put aside the making of my own life first, and then rush to make a box for old man Li.

Zhao Tong and Ya Bing died, and they just used the two boxes of coffins to be made. Some ghost mother-in-laws who are unwilling to make coffins for others think: "It can be seen that whether people die or not has nothing to do with making coffins for my mother. In the future If you have time, let’s do it!”

On Shang San'er's side, last night at Luohan Temple Medicine King's Courtyard, he didn't get any sleep all night, he was tired, Mr. Li's affairs were left to Master Dong, Lei Yu and others to take care of, he wanted to go back home to catch up on sleep,
Dong Guoji heard from the gate of the mansion that after Gu Peng walked around the mansion, he chose the roof of the ancestral hall and announced that it would be its location in the future, and he wanted to live there.

Thinking of a few more words of advice, don't step on the tiles on the ancestral hall, Shang San'er walked back to the backyard.

At this time, Gu Peng was no longer in the chosen place, so he stopped on the roof of the Shishuang courtyard to tease the old dog in the courtyard to bark like a dog.

With such a big guy, fortunately the woodpecker is still smelling the cinnamon in the government office, otherwise it would not dare to return to the nest.

Xiangshi and Jingxin were not there, only Tong Mei and three or four Shishuang courtyard maids were standing under the eaves, a little at a loss for this big guy who suddenly flew in and claimed to be a soul slave.

"Stupid dog, do you know that the owner named me Dog Jianchou just for you?"

"I'm not as good as I am in Jiuyou. When you come to this world as a soul slave, you still have low skills, slow flying, and can't speak. Everything is not satisfactory, and the dog hasn't learned how to bark? What's the use of the master raising you?"

The old dog squinted at it, but kept silent.

In fact, the two soul slaves all sensed that Shang San'er was coming, and most of what the dog said was for the master.

Entering the courtyard, Shang San'er chuckled lightly: "Don't be arrogant, the old dog is stronger than you in the world!"

Gu Peng put on a flattering voice: "Master..."

"It came to the world, humans and animals can eat more than you!"

Approaching the old dog and kicking it first, Shang San'er asked: "A hundred times today, have you finished barking?"

The dog barks hundreds of times a day, of course it hasn't finished barking today, it just didn't want to show weakness to Gu Peng who came to make trouble, when the owner asked, naturally he barked "barking".

Shang San'er raised his head again, and said to Gu Peng on the roof: "It can still be eaten now!"

Finger somewhere: "Go!"

Over there is the latrine of Shishuang Courtyard. The old dog knew what he heard, and trotted to eat.

Hearing the swallowing sound in the latrine, Gu Peng was really startled.

Shang San'er Fang knocked calmly: "Unsatisfactory soul slaves are only worthy of eating shit!"

Earth Immortal Soul Slave, in the hands of this... master, is really being treated like a dog!

If there is muscle and fur, the dog will start to shudder when it sees sorrow. At this time, it can only use a more flattering voice to promise in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, the little custom-made caring slave is different from it!"

Shang San'er nodded: "Inside and outside the house, it's all my family's things. It's easier to move up and down, don't step on it. You're covered with bones and forks, and you can't eat or drink if you don't know what's going on. Get a cure!"

Gu Peng nodded anxiously, his spiritual sense swept over, and his bone claws avoided the wind and rain under his feet for many years, and the two blue tiles had some cracks.

"Go!"

After sending away Gu Peng, Shang San'er told the maids: "Go to someone, find your wife and say something, the old man with his carriage and luggage is gone, let her lead the Taoist soldiers to help!"

Such trivial matters as running errands can be done by anyone, but before the low-ranking people can speak, Tong Mei bowed her head and responded first: "Master, I'll go!"

going out.

Shang San'er shouted from behind: "When you see the official, tell her to go back to the academy and let the master relax!"

It's not that I was thinking about it when I returned to the city. When I was sleepy, I really wanted to ask a girl to massage my head and shoulders.

When it comes to pinching the master's back and hammering his legs, the official is the most attentive on weekdays. He passed the study before and knew that no one was there.

Tong Mei responded again and trot away.

Regardless of the old dog still in the latrine, Shang San'er came out.

Walking on the road to the front yard, he asked again: "Master Chenghuang, what did the thief monk do when he came to the masonry shop?"

On the one hand, he was afraid that Xiuji would go wrong again, so he took his Fa-rectification cymbal and had to guard against it; on the other hand, he had to figure out how to turn the guy back, and let the ear-picking Arhat go nine days away to serve his master for 500 years.

The City God replied: "When the monk arrived there, he first drew water from the well, and then took the yellow mud polluted by demon smoke outside the east gate. He did not cast molds or burn a kiln, but made a brick with a horizontal and vertical length of one foot. Like a forging tool, there are six sides on the brick, and two characters are engraved in each of the three and three pairs, all of which are 'abstinence from greed' and 'abstinence from hatred'."

There are many masters who have served, and the city god is a cautious person. When a monk enters the city, he does not need to be told by the rogue city master, but he will inspect it carefully.

Shang San'er only said: "In the future, I will be troubled by the City God, so be careful!"

Poppi is different from other city lords, when he was a mortal, he always said he was "City God", but when it came to order, he was more impolite than others, and the City God responded: "Got it!"

Not long after returning to the study, the official trotted over, and happily asked Shang San'er who was reclined on the bed: "It is said that the master is away from home, how did you come back so quickly?"

The third master didn't answer, but beckoned, as long as she massaged her head and back.

After a while, the snoring started.

The official could not help but be disappointed.

Going out at this time, there is no need to make people laugh, I thought she was out of favor, after thinking about it, I carefully took off the headdress, and the official and clothes lay beside the third master.

(End of this chapter)