Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 90

As soon as Wang Jitu's hearty laughter stopped, two figures suddenly came to mind, one in blue and the other in red.He also put himself in the situation and thought that if he were two weak girls, facing a group of menacing evil monks, he would not be in the mood to discern whether there were any good people among them.

Although the malice towards the two had eased a bit, he still had a bad breath in his heart.If he hadn't fallen into the divine orifice, he would have died at this time.No one will feel comfortable about this matter.Although he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as a woman, that woman in red was too vicious.Since she has a heart of a snake and a scorpion, don't blame me for revenge.

As Taoist Beifeng said, when dealing with people, you should follow your heart. Since you have grievances, you have to make a break.If you can't calm down this grievance, you will definitely feel bad and hurt your spirit, which will affect your practice.

Now that he was in good health at this time, Wang Jitu immediately carried the tortoise shell on his back, jumped up, and quickly left the grassland, thinking about finding the whereabouts of the woman, but as he ran, he saw the little flower with the purple ring on his shoulder shaking. After a while, I feel that changing clothes first is the most important thing.

Bailiji is located by the rainless river.It is the only downtown in Baxiang.

It is dry and rainless here, but there is a river that gathers water from the melting snow of the mountains.

Today is a good time to go to the market, the market is bustling with activity, many hawkers in the market carry their hands on their shoulders, push the trucks and carry the baskets, put the fresh food dug out of the ground on the stalls and sell them on the street.Along the way, the villagers crowded shoulder to shoulder, very busy.

The small shops opened in the market are much better.There is a shop facing the street, named: Baili Jupan Chicken.

The owner of the store was leisurely leaning against the stove at this time, smashing walnuts with his belly up.Seeing the guys in the store busy, pointing out a few words from time to time, I secretly rejoiced: "It seems that I can make a lot of money today."

The owner is a local, but he has traveled all over the world since he was a child, and has cultivated a firm heart. In the past few years, he has studied hard from the Protectorate of the Western Regions, and finally learned a special dish called 'Jupan Chicken'.

The smooth and spicy chicken and the soft, glutinous and sweet potatoes are placed on a giant plate. It is spicy and fragrant, thick and thin, and the color is bright and the fragrance is attractive. Many passersby move their index fingers when they pass by.

And because the store is on the Bailiji, it is natural to hang the word Baili.Baili Jupan Chicken looks quite imposing and has attracted many customers.

But at this time, there were a few discordant figures beside the table number six, which always made the firm heart of the host become fragile and fragile.

"Master, I heard that there were a few women in Mengjiabao. Their skin is as tender as a cabbage that has been soaked in water." A thin monk like a bamboo pole stood humbly beside the table. , was pouring shochu for the monk in black.

The black-clothed monk is tall and mighty, with a tyrannical aura.With a chicken bone in his mouth, he drank the shochu, squinted his eyes and smiled, "You guys are really weird, why do you like to use cabbage to describe girls."

"However, is this really the case?" The monk in black raised his brows and asked, "We even searched the cellar this time, why didn't we find it?"

"Uncle, didn't we catch that girl's father? I don't believe that cute little lady would really abandon his father. We just need to go back to Wufa Temple and wait." Monk Zhugan With his chest exposed and his eyebrows winking when he speaks, he also seems to be a guy full of crooked ideas.

The black-clothed monk glanced sideways, and saw that the majestic middle-aged Confucian scholar in the fort was now unkempt and embarrassed, and he couldn't see that he could give birth to a beautiful daughter.

If it weren't for a loyal old servant beside him to take care of him, I'm afraid he would have been unable to endure this journey.

The monk in black dumped the leftovers on the ground.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had been hungry for a whole day and was very weak, but he only raised his eyelids slightly and didn't even look at the food on the ground.

"Hmph! The backbone of a scholar." The black-clothed monk whispered.

Monk Zhugan stepped forward carefully, and shouted angrily: "I don't know how to flatter you!" He raised his leg and kicked, but was stopped by an old housekeeper.

The shop owner saw this scene by the stove and wanted to stop it.He knows that there is a saying among scholars that "the cheap will not be eaten by the cheap".Admiring the man's backbone, but fearing the other two evil monks, he retracted the foot he had just raised.

Fortunately, Monk Zhugan didn't really want to hurt the middle-aged Confucian scholar's life, but just put on a show.

"Old man Meng, don't try to challenge the Buddha. If you didn't think about your girl, the Buddha would have chopped you up." The bamboo pole monk was aggressive at first, but he turned his head and smiled flatteringly, and complimented the black-clothed monk: " With the great reputation of the Four Vajras of Master Uncle Wufa Temple, I am afraid that the little lady will not dare to come if she hears about it."

When the two monks were talking, there was a burst of laughter in the market.The monks followed the sound.In the market, there was a strong man with a bald head, carrying a black tortoise shell, and wearing a floral dress woven from rattan, which was nondescript and ridiculous.

Wang Jitu did not expect the market to be so lively at this moment.He knew that people would make fun of him for his attire, so he had already risked it all, so he walked in with a cheeky face.Just as he was about to get his clothes on first, he smelled a tempting fragrance within a few steps.Immediately changed my mind and walked towards the store of 'Baili Jupan Chicken'.

The owner of the store frowned, why did he always meet some strange people today.Not to mention the first two monks were full of banditry, but this bald and strong man was also covered in flowers, so he was still insane.

However, when the strong man approached, the shop owner didn't feel this way anymore. The strong man in front of him was white and tender, with a very kind face. Maybe he was a foreigner with different customs.

The guys in the store have already stepped forward to entertain the guests.That man didn't make trouble, he only ordered food, which was a bit more pleasing to the eye than the other two gangster monks.

Sitting at the table, Wang Jitu ordered the giant pan chicken without thinking.The smell of shochu came from the table next to him, but Wang Jitu hadn't smelled the smell of wine for a year, and he had already lost his head, so he also ordered a pot.It seems that he is a "monk of wine and meat".When Wang Jitu saw the two captured people, he was taken aback for a moment, feeling that they looked familiar, but he didn't mind his own business, and just listened intently to what the two monks beside him were saying.

After listening to it, he smiled bitterly to himself.

That bamboo pole monk talked all about him, babbling on and on about why this white-faced man was so weird.Wearing flowered clothes when going out, if you put on makeup and powder, you are purely a gentleman, and there are no monks in our temple.

Wang Jitu had no choice but to sullenly drink and eat meat.Before he could eat and drink enough, the bamboo pole monk next to him pushed the two people on the ground and walked out.

The owner of the small shop hurried out and said: "This small shop is small and the profits are thin, so no credit is accepted. If the eminent monk settles the bill with silver taels, the small shop will give you Dayun coins. These are the coins of Dayun Kingdom. They are delicate, small and easy to carry. ..."

Boom!
The black-clothed monk stomped hard with his foot, and the ground in front of the owner's house was immediately sunken, a full foot deep.The black-clothed monk ignored the shop owner, turned around and left.

The owner of the store couldn't speak anymore, and looked at the two people in front of him tremblingly.

"Go out and find out, when did the monks of our Wufa Temple bring silver money and other things with them. Do you have a sincere heart when you take money for a fast meal? You need to know the three treasures of Buddhism, Dharma and monks. The monk came to your shop to bring you some treasure, not to receive some vulgarity." The bamboo pole monk spoke plausibly, and led two middle-aged Confucian scholars, and hurriedly followed the black-clothed monk.

The owner of the small shop was frightened by the movement made by the monk, so he didn't dare to move a little bit, how could he dare to step forward to stop him, he just nodded his head stiffly with trepidation.

Wang Jitu was surprised when he heard "Wufa Temple". "It's those wild monks again." He immediately stopped eating, and said to the shop owner, "I'll help you recover the bill." He hurried out.

The shop owner was stunned for a while, and then the clerk at the side reminded in a low voice: "The guy in the floral dress just now didn't seem to have paid the bill."

The owner of the shop was crying, and taught the guy next to him, "It must be because you didn't offer incense to the God of Wealth, and you didn't pay respect to the gods and Buddhas. You must have bumped into some kind of immortal and provoked three bald heads to deal with me."

Wang Jitu certainly didn't know the owner's troubles.

The two monks walked extremely fast, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar was restrained by the bamboo pole monk and led like a dog, but his steps were also fast.

Wang Jitu chased forward cautiously, restraining his whole body on the way.After his skin has been tempered by the evil spirit, the breath can be completely absorbed by the skin, making it difficult for people to detect it.His body is also under excellent control, walking in the mountains, he is running like a monkey, but it is silent.

Wang Jitu faintly sensed that the second level of Sha-refining technique of the "Nine Art of Asking the Heart" on the tortoise shell should strengthen the body's strength again, but unfortunately the other word on the tortoise shell is still gray, and the content inside cannot be seen.

Seeing that the surrounding environment has changed from gravel to green grass.Wang Jitu immediately discovered that the two monks were following his path.

When stepping into the green grass, the monk in black made a strange handprint, as if he was performing a strange secret technique.Along the way, whether it was the surrounding grass or the nearby dwarf flowers, they all pointed their heads towards the place where the black-clothed monk was.

The monk in black stopped abruptly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and looked towards Wang Jitu.

Fortunately, Wang Jitu's body reacted faster than his brain, and he had already hidden his figure.Only now did he realize that the black-clothed monk's figure was particularly eye-catching, half a head taller than himself, and even if he was motionless, he still stood tall like a mountain.

"This guy is very strong." Wang Jitu thought in his heart.

A light green aura rose from the body of the black-clothed monk, and immediately sank, the blue light condensed under his feet.But his stature was stagnant, emitting a hazy blue light, as if he had merged with the earth, and he was really like a mountain.

"That brawny man in floral clothes, come out." The monk in black said in a hoarse and deep voice.

But when these words fell into Wang Jitu's ears, it was like a roar. He was startled and lost his defense.

The monk in black snorted coldly.

With a flash of cold light, an extremely cold and sharp object galloped through the air.

(End of this chapter)