Liao Zhai Great Kind People

Chapter 70

"Wait a little longer, and I'll pack the treasure in her cave!"

When Zhang Xiu's words fell, Yan Feng didn't even have time to get angry, the black bear spirit left him abruptly, turned around and rushed into the cave.

When she came to the cave, her treasures had already been swept away.

Just as he was about to turn around, there was a bang behind him, and a huge boulder firmly blocked the cave.

Hei Xiongjing was so angry that his treasure was taken away, he yelled and slammed his head towards the big rock at the entrance of the cave.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the ground cracked and landslides instantly, and the big rocks shattered to the ground. Amidst the dust all over the sky, Hei Xiong Jing suddenly felt a strange wind blowing.

Before she could close her widened eyes, the strange wind kicked up a puff of powder and penetrated into her eyes. A burning pain came down, and the black bear's nose and tears flowed, and she covered her eyes in pain and howled.

Amidst the strange screams, Zhang Xiu rode a white tiger and appeared on the opposite hill.

The tiger was carrying big and small bags on its body, and opened its mouth wide, and the strange wind gushed out from its mouth.

It is the supernatural power displayed by the white tiger spirit and phoenix chick, the samadhi kamikaze!

After a while, the white tiger spirit and the young phoenix sneezed out, took a few breaths, and looked at Zhang Xiu innocently.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiu showed a smiling face: "Tired?"

When Feng Chu heard Zhang Xiu's concern, she showed a humane and moved expression, and said with tears in her eyes, "I choked on the chili noodles you sprinkled."

It turned out that Zhang Xiu had premeditated and deliberately led the black bear spirit into the cave, so that Feng Chu could take advantage of it by surprise and send the chili noodles into the black bear spirit's eyes with the samadhi kamikaze.

Taking advantage of the fact that the black bear spirit was blinded by the chili noodles, Yan Feng jumped up and rushed to the black bear spirit with fists raised.

After a violent beating with punches and kicks, Yan Feng saw that the black bear spirit didn't hurt, but he was so tired that he panted heavily, retreated, and flew back to Taoist Xuantian, with an anxious expression on his face: "No, this A blind man with black hair is too thick to be touched."

Xuantian Guoshi had been standing aside for a long time, and suddenly showed a look of sudden understanding, and said: "The bone stick in her hand is a magic weapon, which can protect her from harm. First, take the bone stick in her hand. !"

At this time, Zhang Xiu had already rode Fengchu to the back of the black bear spirit, only to hear Fengchu meow and roar, throwing the black bear spirit to the ground, and biting her shoulder with her mouth open.

The black bear was caught off guard, his fat body was slammed to the ground from behind, and he was immediately stunned: "What a ferocious cat demon!"

Feng Chu spat out a mouthful of black hair, and said angrily: "Grandpa is a tiger, a pure-blooded white tiger king!" Then he bit it again, competing for strength with the black bear spirit.

Zhang Xiu had already jumped off Feng Chu's back at this time, grabbed the bone stick, ran the "Chunyang Dao Jing", and crazily absorbed the mana from the bone stick.

Noticing the rapid loss of mana from the magic weapon, the black bear gasped, sensing something was wrong in his heart, and suddenly burst out a strange force, sending Feng Chu and Zhang Xiu flying.

The phoenix writhed in the air, followed by the falling Zhang Xiu, and when they landed from the air, the black bear spirit had already got up from the ground, glared at Zhang Xiu angrily, staring at the blood-red eyes that were swollen from the heat.

"If I don't smash you into meatloaf today, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!!"

As she said that, she saw her fists clenched and creaking, and there were two cracking sounds, and several cracks appeared on the bone stick in her hand, which shattered to the ground...

The Black Bear Spirit froze in place: "..."

My magic weapon is broken? ? ! !
Seeing Yan Feng and Xiao Aoxue who surrounded him with a stern look, Jie Jie sneered, the black bear spirit swallowed a mouthful of saliva, threw away the only bone in his hand, turned and fled with a face full of horror.

At this time, Yan Feng's sword pointed together, and the flying sword without the tip of the sword suddenly flew up, turning into a stream of light and passing through the black bear's forehead. The black bear spirit who ran a few steps staggered two steps, and his fat body fell to the ground.

With a fire talisman flying out from Yan Feng, the black bear was cremated into a mass of ashes on the spot, leaving only the flying sword that it had chewed just now, twisted into a ball of steel balls.

After killing the black bear spirit, Yan Feng finally let out a breath of anger, and turned to look at Zhang Xiu.

At some point, the ghost of an old monk appeared in front of Zhang Xiu and was talking with Zhang Xiu.

The old monk had a miserable face, and the self-proclaimed monk Shede of Dabei Temple was expressing his gratitude to Zhang Xiu with a bitter face.

Yan Feng stepped forward and listened, only to realize that the bone stick used by the Black Bear Spirit was a bone taken from his body.

Hei Xiong Jing and Bai Yun Zen Master are also his apprentices. After the monk was killed by two goblins, his soul was trapped in the bone stick. If Zhang Xiu and others did not come to eliminate the demon, he would never be reborn forever.

After expressing his gratitude, Monk Shede looked at the flying sword in Yan Feng's hand, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Amitabha, under the statue of Buddha in Dabei Temple, there is a poor monk and friend to give it to you." My flying sword has been left in the temple for many years, and if the benefactor does not dislike it, I will give it to you."

Yan Feng was overjoyed when he heard it, and before he could open his mouth, Zhang Xiu said with a smile: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, we don't dislike anything the master gives you. If there are any gold, silver, jewelry and other vulgar objects in your temple, You can also donate to us together!"

Hearing this, Monk Shede twitched the corners of his eyes slightly. Looking at Zhang Xiu who was smiling and rubbing his hands, his heart trembled for no reason. Without saying a word, he turned around and flew towards the west sky.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiu chased after him and shouted: "Master, don't go away, there is no gold and silver treasures, and the sesame oil money in the temple is also fine, let's share it!"

Yan Feng twitched his cheeks slightly, and complained: "Brother Zhang, be more sober, why do people give you [-]% of the sesame oil money?"

Zhang Xiu turned her face dissatisfied and said, "Who do you look down on? I'll take [-]%."

Yan Feng: "..."

Sure enough, I still underestimated you.

Seeing the figure of Monk Shede disappear, Zhang Xiu thought of the reminder of the reward in his mind.

[God has the virtue of good life, you have successfully released the Tota Arhat, and you will be rewarded with 800 years of Tota experience]

Zhang Xiu took a deep breath, and felt that these arhats from the Western Paradise were a little too careless.

A monk has to look like a monk, at least he will be rewarded with 800 years of experience in chanting sutras, and at least he can go to the funeral to have a meal in the future.

What can these 800 years of Tota experience do, allow yourself to pretend to be the King of Tota Lee?
This Nezha can't agree!
After slandering a few words in her heart, Zhang Xiu put on a serious face and looked at Yan Feng: "Brother Yan, it's time to get down to business."

Yan Feng was taken aback: "What business is it?"

Zhang Xiu glanced at the Ciyun Temple on the mountain peak in the distance: "Of course I went to set fire to it, and took away all the valuables by the way. This is your old job. I don't feel relieved to hand it over to others."

Yan Feng: "..."

But my old profession, isn't it subduing demons and eliminating demons?
Suddenly he felt itchy, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

This...how on earth did I become what I am now? If I hang around with Zhang Xiusi for a few more years, maybe my master will go down the mountain to clean up the house!

(End of this chapter)