The Zen stick led Yan Chixia to penetrate the main hall of Lanruo Temple and flew straight to the side of the little monk in Shifang. He circled three or four times before falling vertically on the ground. He placed the golden Buddha and Yan Chixia at the same time.

At this time, the sky was already bright. After taking the risk of rescuing Shifang, who was strangled to the point of hypoxia and unconsciousness of his brain, he left without even having time to check it. Otherwise, the Zen stick would not have caused any harm to Xiao Zhuo.

Yan Chixia turned her head inspiration and looked at the little monk. Seeing that he was just breathing evenly, she felt relieved and collapsed on the ground.

The two of them lay outside the demon forest for more than two hours. When the sky was bright, the little monk Shifang got up first.

"Master! Master!"

Shifang suddenly sat up, shouted and searched left and right, only to find that it was already dawn, the master was gone, with only his Zen Staff, the Golden Buddha and a man with a wet body on his body.

"Yan Chixia?" Seeing the big sword, Shifang knew the identity of this person. He quickly swayed him twice, pushed him awake, and asked, "Where is my master? Where is the monster? Has it been destroyed? Why are only magic weapons coming back?"

Yan Chixia didn't sleep at all. He used too much force to move all over his body. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for more than two hours. Although the internal injuries were beautiful, his daily actions were no longer injuring. Feeling that someone was calling him, Yan Chixia woke up from the meditation, looked at Shifang, and his eyes avoided his sight, and whispered: "The master was captured by the old fairy!"

He no longer called the old monk, but instead used the master's reputation. His failure last night can be said to be caused by his recklessness. He felt guilty and dared not be arrogant anymore.

"What?" Shifang was simply incredible.

I met monsters since I was a child. The master was not very good at it, but this time he failed? He suddenly lost his calmness and kept muttering: "What should I do? What should I do? I must go and save the master! Save the master!"

"Save! We will definitely save it!" Yan Chixia sat up and nodded, "Although I was lucky enough to win the old fairy last night, he was also hit by my trick and his body was severely damaged. Moreover, it is daytime, the old fairy dare not come out and can only add wounds to the old nest. In addition, with the Bodhi golden body protecting the body, all poisons are not invading the evil and evil, so there is no need to worry for a while. For this moment, we should find a place to wash, let some food and eat calmly, and then discuss the plan to rescue the master!"

Shifang had never left the house. The master had already panicked when he was not around and had no idea. At this time, he saw Yan Chixia talking in an orderly manner, and calmed down. He looked back at the black cloud in the direction of Lanruo Temple, nodded vigorously and stood up.

Yan Chixia stood up with her legs and picked up the sword. She pulled out her Zen stick and hid the golden Buddha in her arms. The two of them walked silently towards the county town.

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Wang Zheng watched the show for another night. He stretched his waist and stood up, explained a few words to Zi Ling and Jin Liuniang, and waved his hand. He took Yumo and seven or eight soldiers out to continue playing.

Today is July 14th, and there are more people in this market, coming and going, selling, buying, and being lively.

Wang Zheng took the people out to find the most lively teahouse and walked in. He ignored the waiter's vigorous favor after seeing that he had too many people. He threw a ingot of silver at the shopkeeper and asked someone to bring out two tables and put them outside. Wang Zheng sat on the recliner behind, holding a fan, closing his eyes to rest.

Looking at the big money in his hand, the shopkeeper and the guys, and the idle men on the first floor were stunned. No one could understand what this master was trying to do. Looking at the man dressed up and the big man with big waists behind him, he knew that he was not easy to mess with. But some of them were curious, so they simply stopped talking and looked at what this man was going to do.

Yumo smiled and asked the guy for some hot water, brewed a pot of tea with the exquisite porcelain and the best tea leaves he brought, and put it on the table. He took out two pieces of silk from the small package in his hand and handed it to the man behind him.

The man also went out for a walk, and in a short while he got two bamboo poles and hung two silk sticks on it, one left and one right, inserted in front of the two tables.

The shopkeeper looked at me and wondered, and thought to himself: Why, this guy came to set up a stall at my door? No. This big ingot of silver is enough for me to earn half a year!

The group of idle men on the first floor were very happy and thought to themselves: I’m having a look today! Let’s go out and have a look!

Even the shopkeeper and the tea drinkers ran out, surrounded the people on the street who had already attracted attention, looked up at the two bamboo poles, and saw a couplet hanging on it.

Looking for demons and ghosts, silver ten taels

Explore monks and Taoists to search for Dharma and Confucianism, as long as you are truly

The literate people thought about it outside, and everyone around them made a "bang" sound, and it became lively.

The steady old man shook his head and said, "What's wrong with this person? Why are he doing something bad? He actually looked for these monsters and monsters!"

Some greedy people shouted: "Haha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich. This one is only ten taels, no need to spend more time. I'll have to worry about food and drink this year!"

He had a bad idea waiting for the big and small eyes, constantly looking up and down at Wang Zheng and his gang, secretly wondering how many people could keep them and even the money they had.

Some people also turned around and ran away, preparing to go to the yamen to find an acquaintance, and were preparing to seize the time to blackmail a sum of money.

Anyway, they do whatever they say, but they still ask loudly: "I said, do you keep your word? As long as there are news about demons, ghosts, monks, Taoists, and Confucians, you will be given ten taels of silver?"

Wang Zheng waved his hand, and immediately a man next to him brought a box from his feet. When he lifted the lid, the silver glow was shining with 10 taels of silver. Wang Zheng grabbed one and played with it in his hand, and said carelessly: "This box is 1,000 taels of silver, 10 taels of silver. Young Master, I am going to spend all of him today. I will give you ten taels of silver when I tell the news about the demon and ghost. But it's only the same. It would be fine if the demon and ghost you mentioned were destroyed. If you think about it, you'd just lie to me. Humph, Young Master, I'm not vegetarians!"
Chapter completed!