Zuodao Changsheng: I can transfer the price

Chapter 92
Lin Shou lay leisurely on the donkey cart, with a straw in his mouth, and his legs crossed, feeling very comfortable.

In front of Lin Shou, Ah Liang was driving the car for him, and Tangerine beside him was lying in a corner in a ball shape, whether he was asleep or lazy.

After he was granted the title of City God, Ah Liang was able to condense into a physical body. If he didn't observe carefully, he was almost the same as an ordinary person, and he was naturally able to drive a car.

It's just that if you look carefully, you will find that there is no shadow under him, and his body has a slight sense of transparency and illusion.

The donkey pulling the cart is of course not a real donkey, but Lin Shou used animal-making techniques to turn a short-sighted bandit into a donkey.

The whip in A Liang's hand swung and hit the donkey's buttocks, leaving a bloody mark. The donkey screamed in pain and continued to move forward with the cart.

"Master, didn't you say that Mr. Zhong is in danger? Why do we have to walk over so slowly?" A Liang asked Lin Shou with some doubts.

As A Liang asked, his eyes were focused on the road ahead, for fear that Lin Shou would feel a little uncomfortable while driving.

"Pooh!"

Lin Shou spat out the straw in his mouth, turned his palm and took out the fine wine that he had taken from the East Sea Dragon Palace from the Qiankun sleeve.

He uncorked the jug and poured wine into his mouth.

Ah Liang's driving skills were actually pretty good, Lin Shou didn't shake at all when drinking, and didn't have a little bit of wine on his Taoist robe.

"What do you know, you little devil? If the poor Taoist had gone early, would he still have done it? If he didn't do it, wouldn't the poor Taoist have gone in vain?"

Lin Shou put his arms under the back of his head and changed to a more comfortable position to lie on the cart. Hearing A Liang's question, he explained in a neutral manner.

A Liang has long been used to his master's way of being so confident, so he didn't say much, just nodded and focused on driving the donkey cart more attentively.

Lin Shou turned over the letter written by Yue Shanshan and read it again.

"That little girl has entered Taoism so quickly, hehe... Maybe she really has some potential for cultivating Taoism."

"However, the three sects of the Taoist sect recalled members back to the sect at the same time? It's really strange."

"Three sects of the Daoist sect... To be precise, those sects with a little bit of ability among the subordinates of the Daoist sect are not based in the present world?"

"Those sects actually put their destiny in the cave, and the place where all the caves are connected together is connected under the star realm, and it is called the spirit world?"

"That's true. Practitioners in the third realm form their own caves, and the manifestation of the caves is obviously safer than in reality."

"Not only that, practitioners of other paths do the same thing, no wonder there are so few practitioners in this world."

"Only we [Shou Jing] want to practice to the third level, it is really difficult, the old Taoist priest's cultivation level is not even as high as the current poor Taoist... No wonder the Taoist temple is not in the spirit world, and we think our sect is too much. It's low-end."

Lin Shou was joking, but at this moment, his spiritual sense keenly discovered that an interesting thing happened not far away.

So Lin Shou hurriedly greeted A Liang.

"Ah Liang, change direction and go to the northwest."

A Liang was a little puzzled, looked at his master and asked, "Master, that direction is wrong."

A mysterious smile appeared on Lin Shou's face, and he said, "Of course the poor know that the direction is wrong, but it's fun to look in that direction."

A Liang looked towards the northwest, but found that it was a desolate wild forest. Even if he exhausted his perception, he couldn't find anything worthy of being called fun.

But Ah Liang didn't refute Lin Shou's statement, he flicked the whip in his hand very obediently, and pulled the reins.

The donkey screamed, changed direction and continued walking.

It wasn't until the donkey had traveled more than a dozen miles that Ah Liang was able to discover in his own sight what the joy Lin Shou was talking about.

A bald-headed monk in a white robe was followed by a large number of refugees in rags, with pious expressions on their faces, kneeling behind the monk step by step.

One of the refugee peasant women, her old face was full of wrinkles, and her dirty black hands tremblingly held up half of cassava, as if she was going to offer it to the white-robed monk.

"Great...Master, this is what we dedicate to the Buddha..."

The white-robed monk had an indifferent smile on his face, his fingers exuded bursts of Buddha's light, and pointed at the cassava in the old woman's hand.

The half of the cassava suddenly became complete and complete, and then even more cassava began to appear out of thin air.

More and more cassava, which the old woman couldn't hold in her arms, fell to the ground one after another, and the number continued to increase.

When the refugees saw the food that fell on the ground, their eyes were straightened, and they folded their hands together and recited the Buddha's name in their mouths.

"Amitabha!"

The white-robed monk raised his palm with one hand, and also shouted in somewhat jerky words: "Ah... Amitabha!"

It wasn't until the white-robed monk finished chanting the Buddha's name that the group of refugees frantically rushed to the fallen cassava on the ground.

The taste of raw cassava was extremely unpalatable, but the group of refugees seemed to be eating some peerless delicacy, frantically stuffing it into their mouths, as if there would be no next meal after this meal.

The eyes of the white-robed monk were full of compassion, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Monk!"

At this moment, a voice came from not far from the white-robed monk.

A woman with a two-person-high umbrella on her shoulders and a giant bear standing under her body appeared in front of the white-robed monk.

Lin Shou couldn't help but rubbed his eyes at the giant bear riding under the woman.

"Um, are there giant pandas in this world?"

Lin Shou couldn't help but said with a smile, then turned to a more comfortable position and took a sip of fine wine.

And the woman frowned, pointed at the white-robed monk and said: "Where is the wild monk? How dare you preach in my middle land? Could it be that the Taoist ban on Buddha is just a decoration?"

The white-robed monk pointed to the ground with one hand and the woman with the other, and didn't speak, but everyone understood what he meant.

"who are you?"

"Me?" The woman pointed at herself, changed the umbrella that looked like a pillar, and suddenly carried it on her shoulders, and said, "This seat is the master of the Beast Sect, Liu Yun, in the side gate of 36 Left Road 72!"

"The land of Middle-earth does not allow heterodox preaching, and the people of Middle-earth did not allow you to harvest their beliefs. Could it be that Buddhism has forgotten the three orders to exterminate Buddhism in the past 3000 years?"

The white-robed monk confronted Liu Yun tit for tat, and the panda under Liu Yun jumped out with a roar and turned into a giant beast tens of feet high.

Lin Shou lay on the donkey cart and laughed loudly. After taking a sip of wine, he glanced at the tangerine that was fat into a ball, but he was thinking about how he could raise a panda.

　I was a bit busy yesterday, so I really can't add [-] words, and I will continue to add more later if I have the ability
　　
　
(End of this chapter)