An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 249
As for the issue of the divine position being preempted, it doesn't exist at all, and it can't exist!

You know, his Taoist soldiers fed with incense are guarding the temple day and night, and the ghosts and snakes have no time to sneak in, and those with deep heels and strong strength don't look down on the incense in this small border town.

Even if there is a one-in-a-million possibility, then it is impossible for him to be unresponsive, and it is impossible for those Taoist soldiers to be quiet, as if they are asleep.

What's more, he only walked for half the morning, why?
This can happen, unless the real master of this temple comes back!
After all, even though the temple was built from scratch by Taoist Taoist Qinggao, and the Taoist soldiers were cultivated bit by bit from finding to cultivating, but who made the incense sticks was from King Youling.

With a host, how could the security guards listen to the housekeeper?

go!
Walking non-stop, this ruined temple cannot stay for a quarter of an hour.

As for these Taoist soldiers, although it hurts, there is no way to ask for it. However, when Taoist Qinggao was about to sneak away with oil on his feet, suddenly there was a cold snort from the temple in front of him.

The voice seemed to appear just for him.

The believers in the temple turned a deaf ear to this, still lying on the ground moving their numb limbs, but Taoist Qing Gao felt as though struck by thunder when he heard the voice.

It was as if someone held his head down and stuffed it under the bronze bell of the temple.

With the vibration of the sound waves, the whole head shook into a pool of muddy matter.

And just as he was in a daze, as if he was drunk, and staggered outside the temple gate, he seemed to hear a voice in his daze: "Take it!"

As soon as the words fell, the command flag in his arms to accommodate the Taoist soldiers was turbulent for a while, and the next moment a thin white smoke rose from it
When he wakes up again.

Taoist Qing Gao had already appeared in the main hall of the temple. A hemp rope the thickness of a child's arm was folded in half from the middle and wrapped around his neck, and then knotted around the collarbone, the middle of the chest, the sternum and the pubic bone in sequence.Go around the crotch, tie a knot slightly above the opposite side of the back, and thread the cord at the back of the neck
The overall sense of restraint of the knot is not strong, but it is not so easy to break free.

Moreover, although this way of binding is unheard of, it is inexplicably shameful
But at the moment, Taoist Qing Gao didn't bother to think about it, the first time he woke up he saw the familiar floor tiles under his feet, and then he sighed as if resigned to his fate, he was not qualified to play tricks in front of a god, and even more so. What's more. The environment he is in now is more like the scene of the trial in the county government.

Taoist Qing Gao was tied to the ground with a thick hemp rope. Not far behind him were two groups of people: one was a few disciples huddled together, and the other was servants shivering like quails. Standing on both sides of the side are "yamen servants" wearing black official uniforms, holding water and fire sticks, and with ashen complexions.

Of course, it's just that they are dressed like yamen servants. In fact, Taoist Qing Gao can feel that these yamen servants are the Taoist soldiers he has carefully cultivated.

It's just that they don't know where all the armor on their bodies went, and where this uniform came from.

Naturally, Zhang Ke gave the uniforms.

After finishing the CG, Zhang Ke discovered the hundred or ten Taoist soldiers in the temple who were wearing heavy armor and exuding elite aura.

After a little perception, everything is understood.

To be honest, Zhang Ke has experienced several dungeons, and he has seen many monks and Taoists. This is the first time he has seen such a strange one.The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the incense of the gods is not washed away. It is like borrowing and borrowing directly to refine Taoist soldiers.

But it's different, at least the loan and the call are bound by the contract, even if the home team rushes to the room, as long as the other party disagrees, there is no way to transfer the right to use it.

But Dao Bing is not bound by a contract.

On weekdays, you can assign, but as long as Zhang Ke gives an order, the cooperation will end immediately!

Besides, Zhang Ke is only far away and the signal is weak, so he is not dead!

Therefore, Taoist Qinggao spent decades refining a hundred or ten Taoist soldiers, and in an instant, he identified the gold master and turned to the light.Not only did Taoist Qing Gao be bound and brought back, but also several of his apprentices were packed and brought in to kneel in front of the statue.

Kneeling with them were the two scholars and their servants who were talking nonsense in front of God.

Empty waiting is also waiting, waiting is boring, it is better to play something novel - to fulfill one's own responsibilities, and to satisfy one's curiosity while reviewing the case.

Follow his thoughts.

Suddenly, a large piece of darkness flowed out from under his feet. In the blink of an eye, the entire hall was rendered into a pitch-black color, and the external sunlight could not be dispelled. The tallow candles that were as thick as arms were not ignited, and they emitted a miserable green light.

A gust of icy cold wind blew out from under the altar at the feet of the statue, reverberating in the semi-enclosed temple, causing bursts of sounds like wolves howling and babies crying. The dense Taoist soldiers, against the backdrop of the dark environment, look even more intrusive.
The strange changes that took place in the temple caused panic among the believers outside the door, and someone couldn't help but screamed: "My mother!", but the next moment, the farmer who made the sound was caught by the changed one. Dao Bing glared fiercely, and immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.

It is different from modern Kyushu who dare not be a kind person to help.

In Song Dynasty, where the folk customs are simple and honest, after someone fainted, there were still kind-hearted people who dared to come forward to help. Several strong and strong men rushed to the person in charge to go out to find the doctor.

As for the rest of the people, they took advantage of the vacant positions and squeezed forward.

Although the Song Dynasty inherited the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and it was still in troubled times, ghosts and gods are rampant in the territory under its rule now, but not everyone has the opportunity to see ghosts and gods. If you don't like it, then you can't make up for the excitement.

The believers outside the door, as well as the people who were gradually gathered by friends and companions, Zhang Ke set up a barrier at the main hall gate to block the evil spirit emanating from the netherworld, and then ignored it. His eyes were lowered. He looked at Taoist Qing Gao.

Although Zhang Ke doesn't want to be tied too deeply with the incense and become a wishing machine, this is not the reason for you to use it at will, right?

Looking at the noble Taoist below who kept rolling his eyes, Zhang Ke who turned into a god statue said: "Looking at your clear aura, you seem to be an orthodox Taoist disciple. For the sake of your ancestor, I will give you a chance to explain! "

"Master Mingjian, Xiaodao really has no two intentions, everything he does is for the sake of the master!"

"From the time of its construction to the present, this Youlingwang Temple has received a total of 200 taels of incense and fire silver. Except for some daily expenses, all of it has been put into the operation of the temple. Xiaodao dare not spend a penny!
As for the incense trail, there is really no way! "

As he said that, Taoist Qing Gao, who was over sixty, sobbed twice, rubbed the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes, and continued: "Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the world has been worsening day by day, and monsters and monsters have emerged one after another. To be a king, to bring disaster to the village, what's more, he dares to snatch the incense from the gods, and the majestic dove occupies the magpie's nest."

"Although Xiaodao knows how to manage temples, he lacks a lot of strength. If he came to the door, he might not be able to save your incense, sir, so he had to make a bad move and throw all your incense into these Taoist soldiers. In this way, we can avoid being pregnant." There is a reason why Bi is guilty, these Taoist soldiers can also protect your statue from being stained by other things, there is no credit, but hard work."

Taoist Qing Gao's defense was so deep that even Zhang Ke was almost drawn in. If he hadn't watched the CG and witnessed the scene in the county government office, he would have been able to coax him over.

As for the common people outside the gate, they have already become the appearance of a noble Taoist.

Let’s not talk about the truth of these words, Taoist has been operating in the county for decades, and he has already engraved his personality in the hearts of everyone. Even if he gritted his teeth and said nothing, people would heartily support him absolve.

The reason why they are only in their hearts but not put into action is because they are in awe of ghosts and gods. They have not forgotten the scene of being imprisoned in place, motionless like a dead body. No matter how you explain it, the fact that Taoist Qinggao touched the gods' incense is true.

Even if it's not considered self-stealing, he still uses the incense of King Youling to do his own business.

Therefore, when there is no problem in the brain and there is a clear distinction between right and wrong, everyone knows that they should be silent at this time.And as for receiving kindness from Taoist Qing Gao on weekdays, you have to wait for the other party's punishment before you can plead for mercy according to the situation, right?

"so."

Zhang Ke nodded, knowing it in his heart.How to put aside the inner thoughts, in fact, Qing Gao Taoist did not do the deed of self-stealing.While many programs are buggy, this isn't enough to add to the penalty.

But... for this, Zhang Ke sneered.

"In that case, you swear it!"

His words made Taoist Qinggao's hands and feet numb.But looking at his head bent over, eyes like two little suns, staring at his statue, Taoist Qing Gao immediately woke up and raised his finger to the sky: "Pin Dao Qing Gao, I swear here that since the temple was built, Since then, I have been serving the master wholeheartedly, and I have never had the selfish intention of guarding myself and stealing, and I have violated this, and taught me that my path in this life will be cut off, and I will not be able to improve my cultivation!"

As his words fell, outside, there was a faint thunder sound above the cloudless sky. Immediately afterwards, a mysterious feeling penetrated into his body, and Taoist Qing Gao felt that his cultivation base was being suppressed. On a lock.

From a fresh stream to a pool of stagnant water.

And it was Zhang Ke's next words that made Taoist Qing Gao worse.

"Since I have made an oath, the god will believe in you. Although the incense is lost, I have trained more than a hundred Taoist soldiers. There is no credit but hard work. After tonight, the god will send a note to the underworld and exchange the incense for you." Add 50 years of Yangshou, make up to 20 years old, and find two sets of methods for you to practice and subdue Qi, to help you practice and become immortal as soon as possible."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Qing Gao couldn't bear the blow, and he passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke smiled and said nothing.

After dealing with the stolen incense, as for the two scholars, their unscrupulous words did not look like those who kept their own rules, they casually requisitioned the authority of the city god, and searched their past lives. , According to the past, some life spans have been reduced.

There is no way, wealth luck and literary luck are governed by corresponding gods, even if it is bad luck, there are broom stars.

For a few people, it is troublesome to communicate with the gods in heaven, and it is troublesome, so Zhang Ke can only reduce his life span within the scope of his authority and punish him accordingly.

After resolutely dealing with these miscellaneous matters, Zhang Ke also broke away from the state of depositing the statue, and walked around a hundred miles around by the way.

Nothing fancy.

There is a barrenness everywhere, and many bones are abandoned in the wild at will, being eaten by some passing birds and wild dogs.The land is barren and the villages are deserted. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the past, the prosperous land of the Central Plains has become a piece of ruins.

Although, in the future, after recuperating in the Song Dynasty, the dead population will still recover, but it is difficult to find some lost things.

And just as Zhang Ke was aimlessly scanning the surrounding environment.

From far away, he felt a peeping gaze.

Turning his head around, he saw a group of strangely dressed monks staring at him with their heads up in a warning and admonishing manner.

This county was originally the border between Khitan and Song Dynasty.

Although the Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty ended suddenly because of the sudden death of the first emperor, the Khitan, as the passive side, never let go of its vigilance. In order to prevent the Song people from cheating, they have always set up defensive scouts at the border.

Perhaps it was Zhang Ke's previous inspection of the border that disturbed these scout monks, and they resolutely popped up to warn Zhang Ke not to cross the line.

But Zhang Kequan pretended not to see this.

Just a few monks.

The one who was beaten by you ran away, and the one who was ashamed and lost money was the emperor of Song Dynasty. It has nothing to do with Zhang Ke. If he really thinks that some shit contract can restrain him, then Zhang Ke can only say that you are thinking too much!

Grandpa doesn't take threats!
Moreover, in his heart, he might not have the idea of ​​making troubles.

So, facing the warning and malicious eyes of several foreign monks, instead of changing direction, Zhang Ke crossed the Song-Liao border and went deep into it.

Seeing this, the monks who were originally aroused by his provocative actions were even more furious, and their sallow faces, which had been tempered by wind and frost, were quickly filled with blood.

And one of the monks who knew Chinese stepped forward and blocked Zhang Ke's progress: "Ghosts and gods of the Song Dynasty, you have crossed the line. Before you make a big mistake, get back and go back to your Song soil, and send it to you later." The beautiful woman Jinyin and Treasure apologized, no."

"What nonsense!"

Zhang Ke shook his head. As for the other monk, he was lying at his feet, his head disappeared, and scarlet blood was continuously splattered from his neck, moistening the dry land.
(End of this chapter)