Anyway, the two of them chatted quite harmoniously.
Monk Zhang Qing was originally very good at talking. Now that he knew he was going to die and drank a lot of wine, it was normal for him to talk a little more.
"Do you have any last wishes, great monk? As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you!" Xiao Chen slapped his chest loudly, as if he really cherished each other.
"You want me to teach you the ecstasy spell, right?" Monk Zhangqing took a sip of wine and said calmly.
One word spoke to Xiao Chen's heart.
He was indeed envious of this old monk's magic, and here he wanted to see if it was possible to persuade him to teach him a sentence or two with his sharp tongue. If he knew this magic, wouldn't he be able to do it at any time?
Can you summon Yin soldiers?
Just thinking about it makes me feel awesome.
In addition, Xiao Chen also wanted to find out some information about Demon Monk Nemo from the old monk's mouth. The disciples of this Demon Monk were so powerful, so wouldn't his own abilities be astonishing?
This time, I had formed a conflict with him. Although I had tried my best to transfer the conflict to Li Wanjiang, there was no guarantee that this monster monk would not cause trouble for me in the future.
Therefore, it is still necessary to be on guard, at least to know the details of the other party so that you know it well.
Regarding the details of this demon monk Nemo, Fu Yantie and Kunlun did not know much about him. Even Monk Zhangqing, his biological disciple, knew very little about him and felt that it was very mysterious and unpredictable.
Xiao Chen already had enough enemies, but the inexplicable addition of such a person gave him a headache.
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"Of course not!" He denied it at first, but then said, "If you must teach me, I would be willing to be taught."
"Okay, then you go and get my key hammer and wooden fish." Monk Zhang Qing agreed.
"Stop making trouble, if I take your magic weapon, you will curse several of them to death." Xiao Chen felt that this old monk was quite interesting.
"Then there is nothing we can do. If I don't practice it for you personally, how can you learn it?" Arhat holding the chime said that there was nothing he could do to help.
"I don't believe that your master knocked your soul out when he was teaching you!" Xiao Chencai didn't believe what he said.
"Nemo didn't teach me this originally. I accidentally got a fragment of a heavenly book, and it took me decades of practice to learn it. Haha, Nemo accepted me as his disciple, not to teach him, but to teach him.
It's to learn skills from me, otherwise I wouldn't have much ability, why would he take me in?" Zhang Qing said.
"I see, then aren't you even more powerful than your master Nemo?" When Xiao Chen heard this, he felt even more itchy.
"Of course he is more powerful, but he doesn't know my set of spells, just because I hid a trick when I taught him, hahaha..." The chime-holding monk smiled proudly.
Since they are masters and are so suspicious of each other, it seems that the relationship between the gangs is average.
"You don't even teach your master, it seems you won't teach me anyway?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"I'm a dying person, so how can I have any selfish intentions? It's just that this spell is not the right way, it's very evil, and it won't do you any good if you learn it... How old do you think I am?" Monk Zhang Qing suddenly asked.
road.
"Uh...it looks like he is seventy or eighty years old, which is considered a long life." Xiao Chen said.
"Haha, actually I am only forty-two years old this year!" The chime-bearing monk smiled bitterly.
"Ah? No way?" Xiao Chen was surprised, you don't look like it either.
"That's just because every time I use this spell, I will age three years. After I learned it, I only used it ten times. This is a loss of thirty years of life. Haha, like this, you still can't learn it?
"What Master Zhangqing said sounds true!"
"If this is really the case, then forget it." Xiao Chen sighed, feeling bleak.
"That's true. Therefore, it's best if all the magic that harms others and ourselves dies with me. Didn't you just ask me what my last wish is? My last wish is to exchange my key hammer and wooden fish.
If you are all buried with me, you will show your kindness." said the monk holding the chime.
This is okay, because his two magic weapons must not be kept, they must be destroyed, and it is not impossible to bury them deeply with him...
"You want the keyhammer, and the wooden fish will be buried with you, right? Okay, I promise you!" Xiao Chen readily agreed, but pay attention to his words. Here he said that the keyhammer and the wooden fish would be buried with the palm chime, but he didn't say that it was.
He was buried with a palm chime, his own wooden fish and a key hammer. The difference here is huge.
Xiao Chen is a literati and likes to play this kind of word game.
Naturally, Zhang Qing didn't hear anything wrong, and expressed great relief, thanking Xiao Chen repeatedly.
After having had enough wine and food, the monk holding the chime fell into a drunken state. Seeing this state, he would not be able to wake up before he died.
After Xiao Chen came out, he immediately found Chen Ming and asked him what he had found on the monk holding the chime.
Are there any scraps of paper or something like that?
Chen Ming said no. When he came in, he took apart all his clothes and shoes and carefully inspected them. The monk had nothing. Apart from a stick and a wooden fish, he only had some broken silver and a few pieces of gold.
Already.
"Are there any marks on his body?" Xiao Chen still refused to give up.
"No." Chen Ming shook his head, "Boss, what are you looking for?"
"Give me this mallet and wooden fish." Xiao Chen said, "You can find another set for him to bury with him later. I promised him just now."
"Boss, this thing is very evil. What do you want it for? I think I'll burn it anyway!" Chen Ming said.
"Let's keep this in mind. After all, if you don't know him even if you don't know him, it can be regarded as an encounter." Xiao Chen said.
"Boss, you are serious. How can we have any friendship with him as a bald ass!" Chen Ming had lost several brothers in this arrest, and he hated Zhangqing deeply.
"By the way, I have some money here. You can go back and help me buy some burning paper for the brothers who died in the line of duty." Xiao Chen took out an ingot of silver and a banknote from his arms, "You can use this money for me."
It's a little bit of my gratitude to pass it on to the brothers' families."
Xiao Chen really had nothing to say to his brother.
"Okay, I'll thank the boss for them." Chen Ming accepted.
"This old monk is quite evil. You have to take care of him tonight, otherwise you will be in trouble if you try to fake a corpse." Xiao Chen did not forget to remind Chen Ming.
"I know, boss, this is not the first time we have killed this kind of monster. What do you think the boars and black dogs we raise in the backyard of Jinyiwei are used for? They are for suppressing nightmare monsters. Give him a bath first when you capture him.
Take a pig's blood bath and pour dog's blood on his head when beheading, and he won't be able to use any magic." Chen Ming was confident.
"Damn it, no wonder I smelled blood on him and thought it was you who beat him, but it turned out to be pig blood?" This was the first time Xiao Chen had heard of such a thing.
Before, he only knew that human urine could ward off evil spirits...
Because when I was in Myanmar, I heard that Shanchang had used it before and felt that it was particularly effective. However, it turned out that pig blood and dog blood can also be used. This chapter has been completed!