Chapter 253: This thing that can't even fly is Xiancha?
Snapped!
A sharp dagger with a letter on it passed through the window of the Guanpi Palace in Qingdu and was shot at Kong Qing, who was telling the fortune of a lucky pilgrim in the palace.
Amid the horrified look on the face of the pilgrim opposite, Kong Qing casually raised his hand, pinched his index and middle fingers, and held the dagger with the letter between his fingers.
"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind and a clear mind!"
Kong Qing raised the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a gentle and comforting smile to the frightened pilgrim.
"My husband, don't worry. Your sweetheart, the Li family's young lady who lives in the alley, is also very affectionate towards you, husband. You two have a good understanding of each other, so you can just go back and ask someone to propose marriage with peace of mind..."
As he spoke, Kong Qing turned his fingers, and the dagger made a circle in his hand, and the letter inserted on it disappeared.
"As the saying goes, the red luan and the star move, and fate determines the destiny for three lifetimes. Your marriage, sir, will definitely come true!"
"Yeah?"
After hearing Kong Qing's words, the young pilgrim immediately stood up happily and bowed to Kong Qing with both hands.
"If I can get the wife of the Li family as my wife, I will definitely not forget your great kindness, little fairy."
"No, no need! You are destined to be married by fate, and you are just a poor man."
Kong Qing shook the whisk gently.
"But as the saying goes, a girl from one family can be found in hundreds of families. In addition to you, there are several families who are also planning to hire someone, such as the Wang family next door to your alley. If you are late..."
Before Kong Qing could finish his words, he saw the pilgrim flashing out of the door.
"Little fairy, I will take the first step. After the marriage is fulfilled, I will bring my wife to kowtow to the little fairy."
"hehe……"
Looking at the pilgrim's retreating figure, the smile on Kong Qing's face suddenly became weird.
"You are here to kowtow to Pindao because of your marriage success. Do you think Pindao doesn't know about the fact that you stayed behind closed doors for three consecutive months after your marriage success?"
As he spoke, Kong Qing waved his hand, and the dagger in his hand turned into a letter, and then he glanced at it casually.
"It was actually written by Jing Jing'er again... Huh?"
A solemn look appeared on Kong Qing's face.
"Tonight, Monk Zhixi will work with Monk Jizang to transfer the treasure. As a result, Monk Jizang actually leaked the news to Fu Yi, planning to use a mantis to catch the cicada, with the oriole behind..."
After reading the letter in his hand back and forth twice, Kong Qing blinked silently.
"Monk Jizang actually plans to rob Monk Zhixi. What kind of fairy tale is this? Has Monk Zhixi's future changed again?"
That's right! Even for Kong Qing's identification technique, the future that can be seen is not static. At best, it can only be said to be a relatively high possibility. This is why the future seen by the identification technique is in gray font.
s reason……
But the problem is that Monk Zhixi’s future is changing too fast!
During this time, Kong Qing identified seven or eight different routes...
"Forget it, no matter which way he comes, I will only go one way!"
Kong Qing snapped his fingers.
"Pindao is just keeping an eye on Monk Zhixi who might be able to escape from his golden cicada shell. As for the others..."
Whoosh!
A beautiful young man in gorgeous clothes rushed in from outside the side hall.
"Yao Dao, why are you looking for something..."
"Take it!"
Kong Qing handed the letter in his hand to the beautiful young man in gorgeous clothes.
"Go to Cheng Yaojin of Tiance Mansion, give him this letter, and tell him that this is what Pindao asked you to send."
"Are you kidding me?"
The beautiful young man in gorgeous clothes looked at Kong Qing with an angry look on his face, but he took the letter in his hand without hesitation.
"Mr. Sanlang, a certain noble Lord of Huashan Mansion, is he just sending books and postage to you..."
Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the side hall door quickly, and his voice could still be heard from a distance.
"...?"
…
"You guys, please stay alert!"
Cheng Yaojin stood in front of the Anhua Gate, with a shy belly, and said seriously to the guard in front of the door.
"Those snitches in Chang'an City are used to hiding, so as long as the vehicle is going out, no matter whose it is, it must be carefully inspected. The snitches must not be allowed to hide in the car and leave."
"General Cheng, don't worry!"
The guards answered energetically one by one.
"A snitch has ten guan of money. If you know how to deal with it, you won't let it go."
"Um!"
Cheng Yaojin nodded, turned around and walked towards the top of the city wall, intending to continue patrolling the city wall. Just as he reached the city wall, he saw a stern-faced and reluctant Hua suddenly appeared in front of him.
The beautiful young man held a letter in his hand.
"Cheng Yaojin, this is the letter from Demon Dao Qingwei to you!"
The next moment, before Cheng Yaojin could react to what had happened, the beautiful young man in gorgeous clothes had disappeared, leaving only a letter floating in the air and falling to the ground.
"A letter from Qingwei to someone?"
Cheng Yaojin bent down suspiciously, picked up the letter from the ground, opened it and looked at it twice, then immediately closed the letter, turned his head and looked left and right with a vigilant expression, and then simply didn't even look at Lian Cheng.
After getting on, he put the letter directly into his arms, turned around and walked towards the horse hitching post next to the city gate.
"Come here, prepare your horse for me!"
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Amidst the surging undercurrent, Chang'an City once again fell into the night.
Buzz!
Following a deep sound, a six or seven-meter-long boat appeared in front of the Yanxing Temple, surrounded by clouds and mist.
Monk Jizang stood at the stern of the boat, holding the oar at the stern of the boat with both hands, slowly inputting magic power, and rocking it back and forth. The boat seemed to be really driving on water, sliding forward on the streets of Chang'an City...
The boat circled left and right in the streets of Chang'an City, often avoiding the eyes of the soldiers patrolling the streets. Like a slippery loach, it sailed smoothly towards Qinglongfang.
"Is this Yan Zun Xiancha?"
An old Taoist priest standing in the air looked at the boat driven by Monk Jizang below from a distance, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"The old Taoist thought you were talking about how good Xiancha is, but who knew it was actually such a thing..."
"Although it's broken, it was once a Shenzhou after all!"
A certain Taoist priest in white encouraged him.
"At least this thing can drive on the ground, how amazing it is! How about after we get this thing, Pindao will be your driver for the real person. Wherever you want to go, real person, Pindao will stand behind and rock the oar for you..."
"Don't!"
Qingxiazi waved her hands with a strange look on her face.
"The old Taoist is not going to show off in the market with this thing. He can't afford to lose this person."
Half an hour later, Monk Jizang rocked the oar and drove Yan Zunxiancha to Riyan Temple in Qinglongfang, and parked the boat in front of the side hall.
As soon as the boat stopped, Monk Zhixi stepped out of the side hall, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Monk Jizang.
"The great monk Jizang is indeed a believer!"
"Don't dare to take it seriously..."
Monk Zhixi let go of the oar in his hand and stepped out of the boat.
"I'm just trying my best. Now that the Xiancha has arrived, Monk Zhixi, let's load it quickly!"
"Good!"
Monk Zhixi nodded.
"But before loading, we still have to restore Xiancha to its original appearance."
With that said, Zhixi took a few steps forward and walked to the door of Yan Zunxiancha's cabin. She slapped a talisman next to her with her hand and let out a breath of anger!
call!
A gust of wind blew up, and in an instant the six- to seven-meter-long boat began to grow longer and wider, and even hit a row of the walls of the already somewhat dilapidated Riyan Temple.
Half a minute later, the small boat that looked like a awning boat turned into a large boat more than ten meters long and four to five meters wide.
"Come……"
After restoring Yan Zunxiancha to its original state, Monk Zhixi turned around and waved to the side hall. Immediately, four or five monks with big muscles, round waists, and sinewy faces came out of the hall, carrying large and small boxes and cages, and began to move things to the ship.
Monk Jizang pretended to be helpful and followed him back and forth twice to confirm the authenticity of these boxes.
Yes, those are the things he marked.
After all the boxes were moved to the boat, Monk Zhixi waved his sleeves and led the four or five monks with big shoulders and round waists onto the Yanzun Xiancha.
"Master Jizang, let's set off soon!"
"Good!"
Monk Jizang agreed, holding the oar that became thicker with both hands, and inputting magic power.
This huge immortal tree slowly floated amidst the low roaring sound, clouds and mist, and drove out of Riyan Temple along the wall it was hit, towards the direction of Qujiang Pool.
Under the moonlight, this fairy boat is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the hull is shimmering. The special effects are really stunning.
"The Great Monk Ji Zang..."
Monk Zhixi looked at this very beautiful Xiancha and said solemnly.
"The old monk has just discovered that there is something very wrong with someone's plan."
"Something wrong..."
Monk Jizang looked at Monk Zhixi with some doubts.
"What's wrong?"
"This Xiancha is really too gorgeous..."
Monk Zhixi pointed at the hull of the ship, which was as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night, and smiled bitterly.
"If we drive over like this, I'm afraid we will be discovered by those patrolling warships before we sneak into Qujiang Pool."
Monk Jizang lowered his head and looked at Xiancha's gorgeous hull, and his face became a little dull.
It was such a low-key boat in the beginning, but why did it become so arrogant after it returned to its original appearance?
"What do you think, Great Monk Zhixi?"
"so!"
Monk Zhixi pointed in the direction of Qujiang Pool with his hand.
"The old monk plans to stir up the water in the Qujiang Pool and turn it into clouds and mist, covering the entire Qujiang Pool and blocking the light of the Immortal Cha. Monk Ji Zang, you can take advantage of this moment to drive the Immortal Cha out of the Qujiang Pool.
, enter the Yellow Canal..."
After hearing what Monk Zhixi said, Monk Jizang asked with some doubts.
"Then let me sail the boat out. What should you do, great monk?"
"The old monk has lived on the rooftop for a long time and is familiar with the nature of water. As long as you wait for the old monk in the Yellow Canal for a while, the old monk will naturally swim out of Chang'an and go to the Yellow Canal to find you! Of course, if something happens to the old monk...
…”
Monk Zhixi put his hands together, bowed deeply to Monk Jizang, and smiled calmly.
"As for the matter of returning these disciples of my sect and these magical instruments to the rooftop, I can only leave them to you, the great monk Jizang."
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Looking at Monk Zhixi who looked calm, Monk Jizang couldn't help but clasping his hands together and bowing solemnly in return!
"Master Zhixi, please rest assured that if such a thing really happens, I will definitely return these magical artifacts to their original owners!"