Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 149
In the Yangshen Temple, Mo Chuan was sitting behind the table, pinching a pill with his forehand and looking it over carefully.

Seeing Monk Dengcao screaming for guilt, he didn't look up to the prime minister, and asked calmly:
"Okay, what's wrong with this?"

Monk Deng Cao raised his head cautiously, looked at Mo Chuan, and said quickly:
"After the Dao master got this palace, he asked the little monk to look for opportunities. Thanks to the favor of the Taoist master, the little monk obtained an immortal technique called "Blood Food Soup". Lord Dao, forgive me!"

After Monk Dengcao finished speaking, he quickly kowtowed, and the nine-inch body made a drumming sound.

"Tsk, is this the fundamental reason why you asked Ya San'er to exchange his soul?"

Mo Chuan asked with a smile.

Monk Deng Cao raised his head in astonishment when he heard the words: "Dao, Master Dao knows that blood eats soup?"

Isn't it?
If you don't know the effect of blood soup, how can you say this?
Mo Chuan didn't speak, but just looked at it.

Monk Deng Cao was sweating profusely, and kowtowed like garlic again: "Master Dao's eyes are like torches, I know my mistake! I know my mistake!"

Knocking and knocking, Monk Dengcao's scalp suddenly went numb, but he saw all kinds of insects coming from all directions, crawling towards the direction of Taoist master.

It looked up blankly.

Only then was he surprised to find that not only on the ground, but even in the air, there were tiny insects flying towards Dao Lord.

——To be precise, it was the pill that flew to Daoist Master.

It's just that before these insects got close to Dao Lord, they fell one after another, like heavy snow flying.

Even so, the insects in the hall are still like moths to the fire, one after another.

In a short time, a layer of fine insect corpses was piled up on the table, like dusty dust.

"When the impoverished man got this palace, it was silent and lifeless. Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, there were so many ants and worms. Tell me, why?"

Mo Chuan looked at the fine insect corpses on the table, and looked up at Monk Dengcao.

——After he sat on the seat of Wanchao Cave God, he received a lot of gifts, and after asking for materials for alchemy, all kinds of alchemy materials were exchanged endlessly.

Thinking about it, it was these things that brought in the larval spores from the outside world.

"The little monk doesn't know."

Monk Deng Cao was sweating profusely. He just felt that there was something in Taoist's words that could not be guessed, so naturally he didn't dare to answer casually.

"Cooks don't steal, and they don't reap grain. The poor are not magnanimous people, but they are not intolerant. As long as you do good things, follow the rules, and know the bottom line, everything is easy to talk about. But if you cross the line, the table is full of insects." , is a lesson from the past, do you understand?"

Mo Chuan said slowly.

"Young monk understands!"

Monk Deng Cao looked at the densely packed insect corpses on the table, his eyelids twitched.

"As long as you know!"

Mo Chuan nodded, and said: "Since you made a mistake, you should be punished naturally. However, since you confessed on your own initiative and it's your first offense, the poor Taoist will forgive you. This is the insect-inducing pill, which can attract all insects in the world. I don't want to Saw a bug in the palace."

As he said that, he threw the Insect Pill in his hand over.

Monk Deng Cao quickly opened his arms and hugged Dan Wan, feeling joy and fear in his heart, mixed feelings.

"Little monk, thank you Daoye for your kindness."

Monk Deng Cao bowed and kowtowed again and again.

"Go!"

"Young monk, I will leave now."

Monk Dengcao kowtowed three more times before leaving with Yinchong Pill in his arms.

When it left the Yangshen Temple, its legs went limp and it almost fell limp to the ground.

I felt cold sweat dripping down my back, as if walking around before the gate of hell.

No one knows the fear and fear deep in his heart when he learned that the Lord bestowed Shi Ya Saner.

It thought about keeping "Blood Food Soup" a secret, and only said that it was enriching its own pockets.

But when I think about it carefully, I am really scared.

If Master Dao asked why it wanted meat, how would he explain it?

After all, it is the essence of grass and trees, and guards the endless air of grass and trees, so there is no reason to exchange soul and flesh.

In addition, the matter of "Blood Food Soup" was reported on its own initiative and was found out by the Taoist master, which are definitely two different things.

So after thinking about it, it still decided to take the initiative to confess.

Even if the matter of eating blood is far more serious than filling one's own pocket.

Facts have proved that Taoist is Taoist.

Master Dao knows everything!

Just don't say it.

In other words, as Ya Saner said, dogs still have feelings when they grow up!
But this is definitely not the reason for its concealment.

Don't talk about it today, what you gain is a petty profit, but what you lose is a fairy fate.

While thinking about it, Monk Dengcao looked at the Yinchong Pill in his arms again, and felt more and more that Daoist's thoughts were unfathomable.

How huge is this palace?
How can we drive the insects away?

So this duty is an excuse.

If you don't make mistakes, you will naturally turn a blind eye;

If you make a mistake, it is a crime of dereliction of duty, which can be killed or beaten!

……

As everyone knows, Mo Chuan gave it the Insect Injection Pill purely because he felt sick when he saw that there were so many insects hidden in the palace.

He already knew about Monk Deng Cao and Ya San'er's pocketing.

As the saying goes: when a pig is slaughtered and a sheep is killed, the cook tastes it first.

As for his subordinates' self-enriching behavior, as long as it is not excessive, he can turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending not to see it.

Because this is human nature.

It's the same for anyone, unless it's a saint.

In other words, if Monk Deng Cao and Ya San'er really behaved well, Mo Chuan would still mutter if they didn't take pennies!

If you don't plan for small profits, you must have big plans.

In the face of temptation, without being tempted, is this character a heroic attitude?

No way, I have to learn Cao Cao's ability to sleep with his eyes open.

Ya San'er moved his flesh today and crossed the line, which made him feel the need to warn him.

When you understand it, you know how to advance and retreat, so keep it and continue to use it.

If you still don't care about life and death, and don't distinguish between master and servant, then you can only kill and eat meat.

It's just that he didn't expect that the act of warning Ya San'er would scare Monk Deng Cao into such a state.

Tsk tsk, this fellow is really as timid as a mouse.

However, from a certain point of view, it can also be regarded as a smart monster.

The thunder of "Blood Food Soup" was lightly lifted by it.

I don't know, how will Ya San'er deal with this matter?
"The grass and tree spirit got the blood soup, but the carnivore cultivated the grain soup. It's interesting and interesting!"

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, rolled up a bottle of elixir on the table, and left the sacrificial stove.

——He promised Wei Li that he would give her the first pill.

……

Menjing Mountain, the Three Corpse Sect.

In the nameless wild valley, there was a quiet, a few wild beasts who strayed into the valley unknowingly suffered from Gu insects, lost their minds, entered the valley in a daze, and were slaughtered.

In front of them, there was already a mountain hare, which was being skinned and its internal organs removed.

The one who handled this mountain rabbit was the youngest disciple of the Three Corpse Sect:
——Wei Li.

Under the cold wind howling in early spring, she was wearing a thin shirt with rolled up cuffs, holding a short dagger, carefully cut open the rabbit's belly, and took out fresh organs.

These organs are used to feed Gu worms.

Different Gu worms eat different organs.

Therefore, the viscera must not be cut open, otherwise wasting blood and food is less of a problem than destroying Gu worms.

Fortunately, before she practiced cultivation, she was the daughter of a hunter in the mountains. She often helped her father handle the prey, and she was very handy.

It didn't take long for her to deal with the mountain rabbit.

During the busy work, the bun was unavoidably messy, and a strand of hair fell playfully on her forehead. She got up subconsciously and brushed it back with the back of her hand.

I don't want to, when I got up this time, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a blue Dao shadow from the corner of my eye.

She froze all over, panic flashed in her heart, and she was about to turn around and leave subconsciously.

——It's not that she doesn't like it, but that she doesn't want him to see her vulgar side.

(End of this chapter)