The dismounted thief gritted his teeth and killed someone, so what if he was a monk?

The evil people are disrespectful to ghosts and gods. Not to mention monks, even if the Buddha stands in front of him, he dares to draw his sword to face him.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Lang Qi nodded with a smile, "I will give you a great fortune afterwards."

The implication is that he wants to report the dismissal thieves and take responsibility for the human trafficking business here as a replacement for Guo San's location.

The "soul-dead drink" that dismounted thieves is used to traffic in children, which is simply a perfect match made by heaven!

"Where is that monk?"

The dismounted thief was full of murderous intent on his face, and corpses were everywhere, with long swords, spears, and even bows and arrows everywhere. He picked a few of them with his body.

"I'll take a look!"

Lang Qi took out a slender incense from his arms, rubbed his fingers on the incense head, and instantly turned red and lit.

The faint white smoke rose, as if it was caught by an invisible big hand, condensed into a thin, like a gossip.

The smoke was like a thin line, extending out long and continuous, as if it was being led by the thread and slowly flew towards not far away.

The dismounted thief identified that direction, which was exactly where the county town was located.

"Master Qi, are you always?"

"This is the method of attracting incense and tracking, and it is the most effective!"

Lang Qi smiled faintly, "That little monk, at this moment, is in the county town. When he returns, we will ambush the road and kill with one blow!"

This spell that attracts incense and traces requires a medium of breath contamination.

Lang Qi stole Guo San's head in order to cast this magic.

Fang Dou took the heads to the county town all the way, and had already been contaminated with his original aura. This time he finally fell into Lang Qi's control.

The dismounted thief was amazed in his heart. No wonder he was able to become a thief. His meticulous thoughts were not even one-tenth.

To deal with a young monk, you have to investigate in advance and also have to ambush and attack.

Following this big boss Shen Yong, you will definitely be able to enjoy delicious food and drink in the future!

...

After finishing his work in the county town, Fang Dou returned to the temple with the purchased supplies.

"Master Ji, the temple we live in is no longer well built, so it is not appropriate to call the ruined temple."

"Just give me a name!"

The rooster stood on Fang Dou's shoulder, looking proudly at the void, looking at you as if you were making up your mind.

"What name is good?"

Fang Dou accidentally, his eyes fell on the rooster, "I have it!"

"The ancients had an allusion to dance when they heard the chicken. We recently followed Master Chicken and got up early in the morning to practice."

"It's better to call it Jiming Temple!"

The rooster's eyes are shiny. This name is good, and it's good that the word "rooster crows".

What's more wonderful is that the temple worshiping the old thief was named after it, and it was so breathless that it was spread.

Gu (This name is good, don't change it!)

After saying that, Fang Dou rubbed his hands and licked his face and smiled, "Master Chicken, I have recently practiced the golden chicken stake and found that there is some lack of heat. Please help me!"

The rooster only teaches stakes, and must have hidden other things.

Guo San’s method of animal face requires combining secret medicines, gestures, and rituals to exert its maximum power.

The Golden Rooster Stump has only one action, and there must be other secrets.

After hearing this, the rooster began to ponder: Let me consider it.

Fang Dou was not in a hurry. He had seven secret medicines on hand, so he could practice the dog spirit in the animal realm first.

Thinking of this, the road under my feet became much lighter and I felt like a arrow!

After walking for a few miles, I passed by a weed bush, and next to the road was a dry riverbed.

Fang Dou was about to walk through quickly when the rooster on his shoulder jumped up and made a nervous crow.

"Master Chicken, is there any situation?"

The cock nodded.

Fang Dou's wrist flipped, and the dog spirit flew out with a whistle, rolled on the ground, turning into a black dog.

This black dog is different from what Guo San transforms into.

Guo San used the method of animal face, his eyes were chaotic and crazy, completely driven by a resentment.

But Fang Dou's dog spirit manipulated by the beast's path has agile eyes and is lifelike, as if it was his life.

"search!"

The black dog received the order and used its super smell and immediately smelled the aura of the birth.

Two breaths, one thick and one faint, the owner of the faint breath has gone away, and the strong one is hidden beside the river bed.

"Bandit?"

Fang Dou felt suspicious and shouted loudly, "Bite it!"

The black dog roared and rushed into the riverbed. After a moment, the sound of crazy biting sounded.

"Misunderstanding, Mr. Guo San, how did you speak to your own people?"

A figure was in a mess, rushed from the riverbed to the side of the road, looked up and saw Fang Dou, exclaiming, "You are not Mr. Guo San!"

This man was in a mess, like a dismounted thief lying beside the ambush.

The dismounted thief followed Lang Qi's order and raided the road that must be passed. Before he could come to Fang Dou, he waited for the attack from a big black dog.

He recognized that the black dog was transformed by Guo San's magic and was busy begging for mercy.

The dog spirit was silenced, and the thief's body was covered in blood and flesh, and the four fingers on his left hand disappeared.

Fang Dou carefully identified, "Are you a death row prisoner dismounted from the horse?"

When the dismounted thief saw Fang Dou's short hair, he knew that the real owner had come, "Little Monk!"

According to the accurate time of Lang Qi, the monk passing by here is the target of the title of title.

"Monkey walks slowly!"

Fang Dou was about to refute that he was not a monk, but suddenly his head was confused.

It felt like my brain was dug out, my head became empty, and the cool breeze poured back from the sky above my head.

My mind was soaked in strong wine, and I felt nothing after being numb. All my consciousness disappeared, leaving only a large blank space.

"Gugugugu!"

In the chaos, Fang Dou heard a rooster crow.

It's like at dawn, the world is not yet clear, and a rooster crow shocked the world.

"Huhh!"

Fang Dou suddenly woke up, and the black shadow rushed in front of him. The sharp sword was less than three pieces of paper from the tip of his nose.

"die!"

Fang Dou tied his leg to the ground, leaning back like a tumbler, instantly setting a distance from the sword.

The thief dismounted and fell into nothing, and he held his wrist down, and he would use the blade to split the square chest.

Whoosh, Fang Dou's other leg flew out like lightning, and was in the middle of the horse and thief's lower abdomen.

"snort!"

The thief dismounted and felt a severe pain in his abdomen, and he knew that his intestines had been kicked.

Before he could react, Fang Dou's body suddenly stretched straight, his palm turned into a bird pecking, and he pointed to his forehead.

The strength of the whole body is gathered at the fingertips, and the penetration is extremely strong.

The golden rooster eats poisonous insects like tofu by relying on this pecking.

The premise is that it can hit the enemy.

The dismounted thief endured the severe pain and opened his mouth, "Take a moment!"

Fang Dou's head buzzed again. Before he lost consciousness, he quickly stood on the golden rooster stake and recalled the sound of the rooster crowing in his mind.

"oh!"

After a rooster crowed, Fang Dou returned to clarity again.

The dismounted thief covered his lower abdomen and retreated desperately, "Seventh Master, save me!"

Fang Dou jumped up and pounced towards him, and rushed to him first.

His left hand formed a claw, locking the dismounted thief's shoulder with one hand, causing his steps to stop suddenly and his whole body could not move.

The right hand became a bird and heaved it to the back of the head.

The dismounted thief trembled all over and then fell down softly. The back of his head was like a faucet was turned on, and blood gushed out of his brain.

Fang Dou took out the cloth and wiped the blood from his hands, but his mind was on the manipulation of the dog spirit.

The black dog was patrolling around, guarding against a second person.
Chapter completed!