Abyss Express

As we all know, Woodpluck is a time traveler.

He came from another parallel universe, crossed the barriers of time and space, and came from the mortal world to the Western World of Shambhala in FE33031.

So besides this one, are there any other time travelers?

The answer is yes, and there is more than one——

——Otherwise, FE204863 wouldn’t have to work in the administration.

The responsibilities of the Tindalos Hounds are to supervise, review, and manage various time paradoxes and solve the problem of time and space expansion. There are countless files on time travel, and the targets of focus are generally those who use their identities as time travelers to gain powerful The individual of strength.

There are also clear standards for strength.

Like Wood Plunk's psychic skills, it is very weak. Even if Wood is treated as a normal person, he is just a part of the historical trend and cannot escape the current time and space, nor can it cause the branches of the time tree to expand crazily.

Like FE204863's psychic skills, it is different. The ability of regret medicine can create multiple different parallel universes, producing huge space-time tumors in a certain period of time, like a large piece of junk redundant information, and 9527 The act of getting married ten thousand times is like exploding a group of eye-catching fireworks in the vast cosmic medium in the leafy space-time landscape - the hound can detect him, but cannot locate him.

It wasn't until FE204863 successfully unlocked stronger psychic powers and gained the ability to freely enter and exit multiple parallel time and spaces that the hound could catch him.

Having said so much, let’s return to Taiye City and this prosperous ancient city. There is a time traveler hidden in this city. His energy is not enough to attract the attention of hounds, but this psychic skill has made him prosperous, and there is a shortcut to reincarnation that is far beyond the times. vision.

He is the leader of the Yin Yang Qian Kun Tao and a member of the Alliance of Immortals - he changed his name and surname following the historical dynasties, and his Taoist name is now Kunwu Taoist.

Let's look at the green smoke lingering in the temple, and pilgrims coming and going kneeling at Pangu to worship Nuwa. After praying for incense, I put money and ask for directions, then I came to the futon and kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, standing for one round and kneeling for another round.

The little Taoist boy serving the incense master picked up the wooden stick and knocked it on the large enamel vat when the guests bowed, making a loud bell sound.

Following the sound of the bell, we walked inside and entered the inner courtyard. There were more than forty strong warriors practicing. Judging from the composition of their essence, they were all elite soldiers and strong men.

Statues of the divine meritorious masters are hung in the four directions of the courtyard, each with a portal, representing the branch brothers of the four major directions of Yin, Yang, Qian and Kun.

The main seat sits on the fifth floor of the main road, which has the meaning of being the supreme king. This is the office of Kunwu Taoist.

About seven or eight days ago, Zhao Jianying came to the Yin-Yang Qiankun Temple. He knew that this was the gate in the north of the city, specially designed to receive people from the Central Plains. In order to avoid trouble, he came to the Yin-Yang Qiankun Temple to seek help from Taoist priests.

Lu Yin's business was only five silver dollars, and he wanted to sell his strength, which was money he could earn in half a day's work. Thinking that he would not become a slave, Jianying decided to go to this officially certified temple of gods in Taiye County. He thought to himself - at least it is more reliable than working odd jobs, right?

On the roof of the Qianyuan Building, Kunwu happened to be receiving an honored guest. This white-haired Taoist priest with a childish face was holding an obscene book and a luminous cup in one hand. He was flanked by two beauties in plain clothes who had taken him as his disciples. He was not shy at all. This is how you receive your guests.

The members of the Eternal Alliance are all easy to recognize, with childish features but vicious hearts.

The customer is a wealthy small salt merchant in Taiye County. This small salt business is a business that I mentioned before in Zhuzhou——

——Wu Xiuwen’s former lover was a small salt businessman in Zhuzhou City.

In the feudal era, both the salt and iron industries were very sensitive. They were artifacts of rebellion and could not be touched if the backstage was not strong enough.

As for the term "small salt", it is neither sea salt nor serious mineral salt, but nitrate salt that has been filtered and purified over and over again. It is the mud salt eaten by untouchables.

Although it is not a legitimate industry, this small salt is also essential for people's livelihood. Leader Kunwu naturally wants to build friendships and will never neglect the rich.

"Brother Han, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Kunwu is not from this era, and he doesn't bother to speak politely.

The eldest son of the Han family immediately handed over the gift, unwrapped the cloth bag, opened the brocade box, and saw a dazzling little golden pig inside.

The casting process of this golden pig is extremely exquisite. Even the pig's ears, nose and half-squinted eyes are lifelike. Try Jinliang again, Master Kunwu didn’t even notice, he just held it in his arms, not even wanting to touch the beautiful disciple next to him.

"Twenty-six pounds, such an expensive gift? Brother Han, what do you want me to do?"

Mr. Han got straight to the point: "Last time, it was the leader who gave me some guidance, so I found my uncle from the prefect's family to help me get the business here - this time I'm going to trouble you again."

Leader Kunwu said impatiently: "Speak directly if you have something to say. You people just like to chatter. It's troublesome!"

"Then..." Mr. Han was still a little shy and embarrassed to ask for help: "I came home during the Spring Festival at the beginning of the year. My two brothers at home looked down on me at first. I had made some money making salt in the past two years, so I had to compete with them. The porter bought a carriage and horses, married a second wife, and went back to his hometown together to compete with them."

Leader Kunwu scolded: "Mother-in-law! Let's get to the point!"

"It was when I returned home this year that my old mother suddenly fell ill, and then I remembered my duty as a son - I only cared about myself and didn't have time to fulfill my filial piety." The eldest son of the Han family said guiltily: "If I could ask for help from the leader, I have received a prescription to prolong my mother’s life. This golden pig is just a deposit, and there will be medical fees in the future.”

"I understand." Kunwu suddenly realized: "I'm just treating your mother. I understand this."

The eldest son of the Han family asked: "Does the leader have any idea?"

Kunwu: "If your filial piety touches God, God will help you. Of course there is a way."

Having said this, the Taoist priest gently stroked the pig's head.

"It's just that."

The eldest son of the Han family quickly asked: "Is the leader in trouble?"

Taoist Kunwu said with a puzzled expression: "My spells and magical powers require ritual sacrifices, which will damage my true energy."

"Then make up! Make up!" Han's filial son immediately said: "How much do you need?"

Taoist Kunwu immediately opened his mouth wide——

"——Not much, six thousand five hundred and forty-four silver dollars."

Mr. Han made a calculation in his mind and suddenly became vigilant.

This amount happened to be the tax paid by the small salt business to the Taiye County Sheriff's family.

"What? Your flesh hurts?" Taoist Kunwu sighed: "That's right, Mr. Han may not be able to afford so much money all at once."

Han immediately said: "No! No."

Kunwu Taoist beat the snake and put it on the stick, and then sighed: "It's a pity that your wife can't enjoy this blessing. It's uncomfortable, oh, it's uncomfortable."

Just when Han was hesitating, Taoist Kunwu gave him another way to survive.

"How about I cast the spell first? Master Han, think about it later?"

"If it's not easy to handle, the prefect will come to my temple to hold me accountable. When he talks about this matter - he asks me what's wrong with Mr. Han who makes salt? How can he donate money to my temple? That's what I said."

"I said that Mr. Han is a well-known and promising filial piety in the southeast coast. He pays taxes to Daxia for business. This is loyalty. Spending money on medical treatment for his mother at home is filial piety - for such a loyal and filial person, money is nothing. If the worst happens, just come to me and give the prefect a tax."

"Young Master Han, don't worry. I can treat the disease first. When your mother is in good health, I will pay the balance later."

When Han heard this, was there such a good thing? He agreed immediately.

Kunwu Taoist sent the distinguished guest out, brought Han's mother's birth date, and threw the piece of cloth away - two little figures immediately emerged from his arms.

These two villains, one red and one blue, one with fire coming from his head and smoke coming from the mouth and nose of the other, are Kunwu's soul power.

"Go back to the countryside with Mr. Han and take care of his mother."

Xiaohong took the order, immediately climbed into Han's carriage and got into the food box.

Kunwu wandered around the hall for a while and saw Zhao Jianying coming to ask for incense. He saw clearly the burly figure of the farmer, and gradually became confident in his heart - if Zhao Jianying's life was to pay for the life of Han's mother, this business would be stable. Make money without losing money.

So Kunwu went to the inner courtyard, found the cash box, took out the silver coins, rounded and flattened the little blue man, turned it into a tie, tied up the three hundred taels of silver notes, put the command charm and red thread on it, and threw it away. Next to the Pangu altar.

Taoist Kunwu chuckled: "You asked for this."

As expected, Zhao Jianying discovered the money immediately. Xiaolan didn't make any move at first, being frightened by the strong man's vitality and blood and not daring to act like a monster.

But Jianying picked up the money and saw clearly the silver dollar bill and the ink printing. She was sure it was not fake. At this moment, her guard immediately broke.

He felt guilty about being a thief, and the surging spiritual fire in his body also weakened instantly. He looked around with a thief's brow, fearing that others would see the money and put it in his pocket and walk out immediately.

At this time, the little blue man came out of Jianying's arms and plunged into his throat and into his stomach!

Taoist Kunwu followed him out, and when he saw Guan Xiangxiang waiting outside the temple, he cursed a few times.

"This woman is so ugly. Why does she have to cover her face with mud? She has a pretty good figure."

Later, we went to Xiangxiang Shop. Miss Xiangxiang washed her face and discussed the marriage with her husband's family. Taoist Kunwu squatted by the window and drooled.

"I wonder why this man is so sneaky when he comes to ask for fragrance. It turns out there is a beautiful woman hiding in his house?"

"That bitch from Zhujia! He must be a bandit! He robbed the woman and ran to the city! Wait for my soul power to take effect! Come and rescue you immediately! Beauty!"

"So shameless! How dare you have sex with me at home in broad daylight!? Damn it!"

Taoist Kunwu watched for a while, and when he saw Xiaolan starting to work, the spirit power lay on Zhao Jianying's chest, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, sucking away all the spiritual energy, and then left with satisfaction.

Still not satisfied when he reached the entrance of the alley, he immediately showed off his Taoist robe from the Yin Yang Qian Kun Temple, recited the Dharma name, asked the neighbors about this family, and got the real names of Zhao Jianying and Guan Xiangxiang.

The evil spirit immediately became attentive and wanted to build a moral archway and arrange for disciples to send gifts, dowries, and wedding robes.

"Such a beautiful little lady, if her husband dies, I will comfort her again. Isn't this easy to catch?" Taoist Kunwu thought with a smile, "Hey, Mr. Han and his mother can be saved. I have added another female disciple. Double happiness! Double happiness!"

What happened next, you saw last time.

A few days passed, and Zhao Jianying's health became worse day by day.

His complexion is getting worse and worse, and his body is getting weaker and weaker.

Guan Xiangxiang had no inspiration, so naturally she couldn't see any strange villains. Zhao Jianying only knew that there were bursts of severe pain in her belly, as if poisonous insects, rats and ants were digging holes in her stomach. The flesh and blood in her body was like snow, and it would melt every day when she woke up. Some.

Only then did he realize that the money he had picked up from the Yin-Yang Universe Temple was going to buy his life.

He is a weak-willed person. Without Zhang Guiren to help him, how can he deal with monsters and monsters?

Besides, the Yin Yang Qian Kun Temple is a local orthodox religion appointed by the prefect. If he went to the temple to cause trouble and went to the government to write a complaint against the Taoist priest for harming people, in the eyes of the people of Taiye, it would be the most ridiculous thing in the world. .

He lay down very quickly and gave in immediately without any hesitation.

On the way to the medical clinic, Zhao Jianying was enlightening Xiangxiang.

"Don't call me husband. It's hard to get married in the future. We haven't married yet."

Xiangxiang refused to listen and asked Jianying to stop talking.

"Shut up!"

Jianying continued: "I asked for this quick money, and I just wanted to do it for convenience at first. After all, there was no way out, I was unfamiliar with the place, and I didn't want to be bullied. But later I figured it out."

Xiangxiang then said: "What have you figured out?!"

Jianying: "How about you take the remaining money and find a good family."

Xiangxiang; "Fuck you!"

Jianying: "Wu Chengzhang tore up your deed of sale, and Zhang Guiren didn't give you any new documents. You are not a slave, and you don't need to redeem your life with me - we both owe nothing."

"Then do you still mean what you say?!" Xiangxiang thought about this and was about to shed tears again.

She was desperate at first, and now she wants to live again, but Jianying is being drained bit by bit, and she can only watch helplessly - is she going to give up again?

When they arrived at the door of the medical center, Jianying didn't want to go in. Xiangxiang suddenly gained magical power and was able to carry Jianying through the threshold.

At this time, Xiangxiang was also desperate - it wasn't because her strength had increased, but because the seven-foot man was no longer human.

The boy from the pharmacy came to pick him up. When he saw Zhao Jianying's face, he immediately sent him to the shopkeeper's auscultation room.

The shopkeeper was a well-respected old Chinese medicine practitioner from Xiangxiang Shop. He checked Jianying's pulse, felt his bones, and squeezed his muscles.

The old Chinese medicine doctor shook his head.

"Get ready for the funeral."

Xiangxiang said in surprise: "Is there no hope?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor replied: "The disease is so severe that it is blind and breathless, and even gods can't save it. The meridians of these limbs and bones are riddled with holes. If I try to get up, I will be a useless person and can't do any physical work - I don't have it." With this ability, I ask the girl to find a way elsewhere, so as not to die in my store and ruin my reputation."

"You old son of a bitch!" Xiangxiang scolded: "Hang up a sign called Xuan Hu Ji Shi! A man who is dying of illness! Are you driving him out?!"

"Send off guests!" the old Chinese doctor shouted.

The boy was ignorant, so he went to the auscultation room and asked.

"Master! I said earlier that there seems to be a cure for this disease."

The old Chinese medicine doctor snorted coldly with raised eyebrows: "What did you say?! Say it again?!"

The boy immediately stopped answering.

When you come here again to Xiangxiang, the taste has changed. You have to bite the hook and swallow the bait.

She didn't reason with the old Chinese medicine doctor, she just held the young man's hand, pretending to be intimate, and helped Jianying walk out the door before speaking.

"Man, you said my husband can be saved. Yes."

Before he finished speaking, the boy whispered.

"It's just a plague. My master refuses to treat it because he is afraid of getting into trouble. Girl, you don't know something. A fairy came here this morning and asked the master to give you and your wife a good relationship. This disease can only be treated by Kun. My leader will treat it."

Xiangxiang didn't know the dangers of Yin Yang Qiankun Temple, and thought she was lucky.

"Seriously? Dude, can you lead the way for me?"

Naturally, the clerk would not lead this way. He pointed to an inn at West Street Kou and handed the key to Xiangxiang's hand. He also touched the palms and backs of his hands before he was satisfied.

"Hey, be kind to others!"

Zhao Jianying was already unconscious, while Xiangxiang was in tears of gratitude. She only wanted to treat her husband and had no other plans. She actually took out a few coins from her wallet and handed them to the waiter.

"thanks, thanks"

"She still has to thank us!"

The boy returned to the master, slapping his thighs in ecstasy.

The old Chinese medicine doctor also looked like he was holding his beard to hide his shame and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

The two of them worked together to lift a pastry basket from under the table, which contained more than six hundred white silver coins.

The waiter showed a lewd smile: "It's cheap!"

"It's really cheap!" the old Chinese medicine doctor said: "The leader added another house and was willing to spend money. It only cost more than 600 silver dollars to buy a beautiful girl who was devoted to her life. It was a good deal. Wait until the man in her family She died of illness and had no one to rely on, so she must have followed the leader."

The guy said longingly——

"——If one day, I also have such ability."

The old Chinese medicine doctor hit the man on the forehead and cursed loudly.

"Daydreaming! Show me the fire!"

"You may ask. What did I, Wang Damin, do to become the leader of a sect with no money hundreds of years ago?"

In the guest room, Master Kunwu talked to himself, raised his glass and drank, feeling proud of the spring breeze.

"It relies on means, brainpower, and the art of spending money."

"There is nothing in the world that money cannot buy. The key is how to spend it and where to spend it. Who you spend it on and what you want them to accomplish."

"Once upon a time, Wood Placker created a business miracle in various countries with his family property. I looked down on him because I, Wang Damin, could earn from six yuan to a current net worth of six million. I can only use two words to describe my genius. ——Gambling monster!”

"What is the most successful business? Is it the one that pulls up leverage to super double? Is it the steady growth of a steady stream? Is it the amazing profits? Is it the long-distance trade that sells here and there?"

"No! None of it is right!"

"I sold the slaves and asked them to earn money on their knees, and they thanked me in turn."

“Putting people first is the true meaning of wealth.”

Kunwu drank down the glass of wine in one gulp, with a smile on his face and waved to the non-existent audience.

"Understand the applause."