The concubine Jiaojiao has high means, but the sick prince does not flirt

Chapter 335 Provocation
"Please allow me to go in and offer incense. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

The middle-aged man saluted with a pleading look on his face.

Grandpa Bai refused softly: "This Taoist temple has no incense for many years because of my master's death. The reason why we are here is just to come back to worship my master, and invite this layman to go to other Taoist temples to offer incense and pray for blessings." , so as not to delay the matter."

The middle-aged man took out a bag of silver from his pocket, gritted his teeth and said, "I have incense money."

Grandpa Bai sneered: "How can the Qingxiu land outside the mountains be used for money?"

The middle-aged man begged: "Then it's okay if I borrow it? It's hard to come up here, so you have to take a rest."

Grandpa Bai was about to refuse, but unexpectedly he fainted.

The tall man screamed: "Is he dead?"

Bai Zhi stepped forward to check, then turned to Grandpa Bai and said, "He seems to be very ill."

Grandpa Bai thought for a while, waved his hand, and sighed: "That's all, carry him in. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

A flash of understanding flashed in Bai Zhi's eyes, and she gave the middle-aged man a needle, then threw down a small porcelain bottle, clapped her hands and said to the short man: "He is not in danger for the time being, so I will leave it to you to take care of him. If you don't want to Well, you two can carry him down the mountain together, after all, he has been here for several days and there is no reason to stay any longer."

With that said, she walked towards the backyard.

Shen Changyan followed closely behind.

Grandpa Bai has left long ago.

There were only three people left in front of the main hall in the front yard: a middle-aged man, a tall man and a short man.

The short man snorted displeasedly: "Why should I take care of him? I haven't taken care of anyone, unless I have a mother. By the way, there are you, big brother..."

Before he finished speaking, the short man was kicked away again.

He got up from the ground and muttered unhappily: "Brother, are you addicted to kicking? What are you doing? I didn't know it would hurt me."

"If you ask you to take care of it, you will take care of it. Why are there so many nonsense!" The tall man scolded, "We are all borrowing, of course we have to pay back."

The short man muttered and didn't dare to answer back, and carried the middle-aged man into their room.

The tall man ordered: "Go to the kitchen and see if there is any hot water? If not, boil a pot."

The short man was reluctant again: "Why are you boiling water?"

"You don't drink water, I don't drink water, don't they and this fellow sufferer don't drink water?" The tall man said angrily.

When the short man saw that he was about to lift his feet, he was so frightened that he ran away.

The tall man and the short man left and closed the door...

At this time, Shen Changyan and Bai Zhi were also in Grandpa Bai's room.

"Can you learn the method I just taught you to extract the clones of others?" Grandpa Bai asked aloud.

Bai Zhi's eyes flashed as she finally mastered this technique: "Thank you, Grandpa Bai. I've already mastered it."

Shen Changyan also said from the side: "I can do it too, but I haven't practiced it, so I don't know if I can do it."

He had seen Bai Zhi use the clone technique, but after learning it from Grandpa Bai, he had not had a chance to practice it yet, so he didn't know if it would be possible.

Grandpa Bai encouraged him and said: "As long as you master the key points of what I say, you can do it in long words. Although Zhi'er is used to it, the methods I teach may not be the same as the methods she learned before. It is possible that she may mix them up temporarily and use them instead. not good."

Bai Zhi had no objection to this. It was true that her master in her previous life taught her the art of cloning by pinching her fingers to recite the spell, while Grandpa Bai taught her the spell.

It's really easy to get confused with the same Kung Fu but different methods of use.

To extract the avatar, she will subconsciously pinch her fingers and chant the formula. If she encounters an enemy, she will lose the opportunity.

"Can Grandpa Bai have a compromise?" Bai Zhi asked tentatively.

Grandpa Bai stroked his gray beard, shook his head and replied: "No, nothing but familiarity. You can only memorize the two spells in your mind, so that you can switch simultaneously without making mistakes. Just like the left and right hands, no confusion."

Bai Zhi thought it made sense, nodded, and replied, "Grandpa Bai, I will work hard."

Shen Changyan was listening and couldn't help but sigh. The conflict between the two martial arts would be very unaccustomed, and he didn't expect that the same would be true for magic.

It's a good thing that he's learning from scratch now, because he's more confident now.

It was night, after Bai Zhi and Shen Changyan practiced double cultivation, they glanced at the hourglass and knew that it was late, so they didn't delay going to bed any longer.

Not long after, there were slight footsteps outside the window.

Bai Zhi subconsciously grabbed Shen Changyuan's hand, motioning him to keep quiet.

The window was opened and someone jumped in.

"Boss, what should we do now?" The voice was short.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb. Be careful to wake them up." It was a tall man's voice.

"It doesn't matter, I have used spells to make them unconscious. They used the poison you gave them before, and since then they have been marionettes in my hands, and they will do whatever they want." This time the voice was the middle-aged man. The man's voice was obviously proud.

The short man asked excitedly: "Boss, you are so powerful..."

Before he finished speaking, he snorted and was kicked by the tall man.

Bai Zhi lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and heard clearly.

The middle-aged man grinned: "Don't worry, they won't wake up, you light the lamp, it's fun."

The tall man took out the firecracker from his pocket, lit the candle beside the bed, and the room was brightened immediately.

The middle-aged man raised two fingers and began to chant the mantra.

Bai Zhi could understand his spell.

"rise."

Middle aged man pointing finger at two people on bed.

Bai Zhi and Shen Changyan sat up immediately, but their eyes were empty and dull, as if they had lost their souls.

"What is the purpose of your coming here?" the middle-aged man asked, sitting on the Grand Master's chair with his legs crossed.

Bai Zhi tried her best to sound like she was talking in her sleep: "Come with Grandpa Bai to pay homage to the ancestor."

"Where is the Patriarch?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.

"The Patriarch made a golden body next to Master Zhang in the main hall," Bai Zhi replied.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "There is no physical body in that golden body. Don't lie to me, otherwise you will be dead."

"Grandpa Bai said that the golden body is the ancestor." Bai Zhi replied.

"Did you come all the way from thousands of miles to pay homage to the fake patriarch?" The middle-aged man asked angrily.

"Grandpa Bai said that this place is full of aura, and it is the most suitable for my husband to study spells." Bai Zhi continued to reply.

The middle-aged man asked and asked, but he didn't ask anything substantial, and he started to lose his temper.

"If you lie to me, you will die. The old man must have brought you here to find the long-lost demon-killing sword. Tell me where it is hidden."

"I don't know." Bai Zhi replied.

The middle-aged man stood up, waved his hand and gave Bai Zhi a slap in the face.

He asked Xiang Shen Changyan again: "Where do you think the demon-killing sword is?"

"I don't know. I only learn spells from Grandpa Bai every day. I have never heard of the Demon Slayer Sword." Shen Changyan suppressed the anger in his heart and imitated Bai Zhi, his voice sounding like a murmur in a dream.

The middle-aged man raised his hand again and slapped Shen Changyan across the mouth.

A flash of coldness flashed in Bai Zhi's eyes.

(End of this chapter)