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Postscript 2: Go up the mountain in order to go down the mountain

"Family, family!"

"What a beautiful scenery in Hefengling! What a mountain! What a water!"

"Let's take a look at the Earth Temple in the distance! Come to me to get the fairy water after you're done!"

Wood Placker held a big loudspeaker, called to Taoist Master Ping An's apprentice to set up a stage, and took out more than two hundred tin cans from his luggage.

As soon as the big suitcase was opened, Jiang Xueming couldn't understand.

He only knew that Master Ping An and Teacher Wood were here, but he had no idea why they were here or what they were doing.

As a violent mechanism, he finished beating the monsters, and these two shameless old immortals followed immediately. They seemed to have calculated the time correctly and were waiting for the unknown person to fire the first shot.

The adults in Hefeng Town have not completely transformed back into "human beings". Beating them with a peeling tree will at best only change their skin. To live a long and healthy life is another problem.

In the past, there have been such extreme situations during expeditions. Under the condition that most residents of a region or a town have turned into blood-giving monsters, there are still human children surviving. Once the city is massacred, hundreds of thousands of households will be killed.

The orphans living on the streets are worse than dead.

In the past, these complex problems were dealt with by a complete set of logistical affairs, including appeasing the emotions of the offender's family and leaving a way for insiders and those involved to survive through labor reform. Railways can solve these problems.

But there is no railway in Chabon -

——Xue Ming is not in a hurry to chase Zhao Jianying, he just wants to stay in Hefeng Town and see what tricks Teacher Wood is going to play.

Until the clan elders in the villages and towns came to receive the blessing of the peeling tree. These old men were very old, and the disease of lycanthropy broke out very quickly. They immediately found Zhang Guiren to seek fate and transform back into human beings.

At this time, Luo Ping'an ordered his apprentice to take over Jiang Xueming's work.

"You can use the skinning magic weapon to do things for Mr. Zhang."

The young apprentice nodded and replied: "I just greet these townspeople and call their blood relatives to help. I want blood from the child's fingertips, sixteen drops at a time, and take it with sticky rice every two or three days? Is that right?"

Luo Ping'an: "I don't care about sticky rice and glutinous rice, as long as it's all grains, I can eat it."

"What is the term for blood relatives?" The young apprentice scratched his head.

Luo Ping'an: "As a family, the blood matching effect is very good. If we use blood from other families, these blood donation freaks may not be able to eat enough. If one day someone runs away from Hefeng Town to the Nine Realms, and brings his own child with him

Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to go for a paternity test and find out that my uncle Wang’s DNA is next door’s?”

"Oh, now I understand." The young apprentice immediately went to work.

When Jiang Xueming had time, he came to Luo Ping'an and asked in a low voice.

"Master Ping An, you asked your apprentice to come to Hefeng Town to handle this matter, do you want him to stay here permanently?"

"This..." Luo Ping'an hugged his knees, and he and Jiang Xueming got together, sat beside the low stool in the town's fire pit, chose a millstone and sat down to bask in the sun: "This little Kuang..."

He pointed at his disciple.

"He has four brothers in his family. I calculated with my fingers and it happened to match Fairy Zhuzhu's plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums. So I took him down the mountain."

"Among the four brothers, he is the youngest. The three brothers in front are named Kuang Zhijian, Kuang Zhiqiang and Kuang Zhigang. He is Kuang Zhiyi - strong and resolute. He has great perseverance and perseverance."

"Leave it to him to sew skin bags for people in Hefeng Town."

"Little brother, you have more important things to do and you have to go elsewhere."

Jiang Xueming: "Shall I go to Beijing?"

Luo Ping'an nodded: "Hey, when you pass my Wuling Mountain, you come to the main hall to share the spoils...oh no - get the communication tool, which is the elixir."

Jiang Xueming asked in surprise: "Have you achieved anything yet?"

"Then it can't be arranged? You and your teachers are making a big fuss in Sendai Mansion." Luo Ping'an continued: "Master Wood and I heard the news, traveled non-stop day and night, and rushed over immediately."

Jiang Xueming's confidence increased greatly. If he could get the elixir, even just one of it——

——In this deserted place where there is no radio, Judas will definitely be surprised.

This is the enemy's radio station. If Judah's communication is cut off, he will not be able to contact the various ministries, prefectures and caves, and will not be able to obtain other immortal fetuses, which will definitely break the defense.

After thinking about this, Jiang Xueming asked next.

"Little brother Kuang Zhiyi has always stayed here? This is a matter of two or three generations. Heifeng Town used to have a blood donation ceremony. As long as they were adults and got married, they were poisoned by Huan Dan - they turned into disaster beasts.

After you are planted, you will no longer be able to be a human being."

"Asking him to guard Hefengling and restore green water and green mountains to this mountain town is a great meritorious deed." Luo Ping'an's envoy's words were very beautiful, and he also made it clear: "At first, when I traveled to the southwest, I saw

I went to a mountain village to worship ghosts and Buddhas, and one of them was the Kuang family. I was weak at the time and had no magic weapon, so I could only try to fight with my life against the devils in the village - and in the end I lost both sides."

"The devil will not live long. He wants to bury the villagers with him. I can save as many as I can. Among them are the parents and grandparents of the Kuang brothers."

"This boy has great talent and has successfully studied under me. Apart from his senior sister, he is also the best disciple I have seen in recent years. Isn't it just right to stay here?"

Jiang Xueming: "Since this little brother has good psychic talent, isn't it true that guarding the mountain in Hefengling is overqualified?"

"Hey, this place is no better than the Nine Realms." Luo Ping'an reminded.

Jiang Xueming suddenly realized: "Oh..."

According to the training intensity of BOSS, it is not afraid of talents dying at all, because it has been casting spells remotely to bless these brave men and protect these warriors.

But Taoist Master Ping An doesn't have this ability. The active power of the Gate of Wonders has never been inactive. They are all Shambhala natives recommended by the Rootless Tree sect. They are thoughtful and practical in doing things, and they have experienced this time and time going down the mountain.

Grow slowly in the process.

"I don't want him to stay for twenty or thirty years." Luo Ping'an explained: "When he survives the disaster, someone will naturally come to take his place. I'm just counting the days."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Xueming didn’t understand and asked: “Overcoming the tribulation?”

Luo Ping'an changed his way of speaking and explained in vernacular.

He pointed to the wives, concubines, and children in the village elder's house.

"Did you see it? Did you see it? Did you see it?"

Jiang Xueming: "Where is it?"

Luo Ping'an: "You kid, don't you have any beauty in your eyes?"

Jiang Xueming: "Oh...oh oh oh..."

"You must have a pair of eyes that can discover beauty!" Luo Ping'an emphasized: "This man from the Chen family died, whether he died during the decisive battle between the Buddhist sculptor and Bai Mu, or whether he was tortured by the sun when the lycanthropy broke out, in short he died.

Already."

"Look at this pretty widow's figure again?"

"Look carefully, asking my disciple to give alms and do good deeds is also a test for him."

"The skinning magic weapon in his hand is not a magic weapon. It is the emperor's jade seal in Hefeng Town - he needs to hold it securely and feel at ease."

"In addition to beautiful women, there are also money and treasures, and the pull of these six landowners. How can it be your gunsmith's turn to take care of this trivial bullshit?"

"This is all a test, a test."

"When he successfully overcomes the calamity and is like you, no longer have these things in his eyes and his heart is empty, then I can put the path of the rootless tree into it."

"When the time comes, I will find a suitable apprentice to replace him. This is not a demon cave. This is my extracurricular heart-training activity room."

Only then did Jiang Xueming realize the intention of Taoist Ping An. Looking at Brother Kuang Zhiyi, he was already sweating profusely - he had just cured the eldest aunt of the Chen family, and two young girls immediately crowded up beside him, wanting to donate blood to their father.

The girls were also lively. When they saw these white little Taoist priests with six pure roots, they immediately went over to ask about their family background and wanted to start a high-intensity battle.

"What if little brother can't pass this test? What should he do if he is fascinated by a beautiful woman and blinded by a magic weapon?" Jiang Xueming asked casually.

Luo Ping'an chuckled, opened two swords of wisdom, fiddled with a pair of bright yellow silk, revealing sixty-six small bells on his outer robe.

"The summons bell is here, it is a very good thing. If he is upset, my bell will ring. I will go to the door and talk to him. If he persists in his obsession, I will give him a destiny, let him start a family and live down the mountain.

Go ahead."

Jiang Xueming: "Isn't it a pity?"

Luo Ping'an: "The reason for going up the mountain is to go down the mountain. There is no pity or pity. It depends on the individual in terms of practice."

Jiang Xueming: "Speaking of this...I think of Xiaoqi's teacher."

"Hey!" When talking about this disciple, Luo Ping'an immediately became nervous.

Jiang Xueming: "Does the rootless tree have clear rules and regulations? I heard the real person mean that you can't touch ordinary hearts?"

"Not really." Luo Ping'an curled his lips, unable to tell lies.

Jiang Xueming: "Teacher A-Ling is with her passengers, are they still considered your disciples?"

"Of course, he likes to visit us during the holidays to ask for red envelopes, and he catches me under the guise of not being married." Luo Ping'an squinted with anger on his face: "Don't talk about this traitor!"

"Let me tell you, this matter is not that simple. It is also a bit simple."

Jiang Xueming: "I hate the Riddler."

"That means..." Luo Ping'an explained: "Sooner or later, my students will have to study abroad for further study, to see the nine realms of heaven and earth, and possibly go to the mortal world to open their eyes. I dare not say that they

Willing to come back - this is all uncertain."

"As for them finding a partner, I have only one request."

"I, an old bachelor, haven't found a partner yet, or maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Ping An's right arm refused to obey his command and caught the old pervert's ear.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

After a while, the real person finally took a breath.

"They want to have free love, which I think is a good thing, but they want to have true love and be real people."

Ping An gestures and expressions are very rich.

"What is true love, is lust."

"If you are a lustful person, you should be lustful for the rest of your life, and this is the right person. If your partner is old and ugly, you must have great determination and perseverance to engage in lustful sex with this lover."

Jiang Xueming: "That makes sense..."

"Since Su Ling can do it, she has the confidence to be with Xia Xia." Luo Ping'an became calm and calm: "My monastery does not have this clear rule - if you want to cultivate, you must be a real person and fall in true love.

.”

"It's a pity that there is so much true love in the colorful world. They are together for money, they are together for the skin with heavy makeup, and they are together for the family's future."

"It was originally a matter of marriage, but later it turned into a flesh-and-blood business."

"This is not my path, I don't follow this principle."

After talking about these casual things, Jiang Xueming asked about serious matters again.

"What is Teacher Wood doing? What is he doing with so many cans?"

Looking towards the center of the hot pond, Kuang Zhiyi sent one family away, and Wood picked up another family, and began to talk about some pyramid schemes, talking about the folks in the countryside - the philistine's head looked very much like Chen Fugui.

Luo Pingan took out a tin can from his clothes and handed it to Xueming.

Jiang Xueming asked in confusion: "This? Fairy water?"

Luo Pingan: "Open."

Jiang Xueming unscrewed the lid and smelled a familiar smell——

——That was something he hadn’t drunk for a long, long time, almost half a year.

Since changing his body, his weight and height have changed. In order to maintain bone density, he has said goodbye to carbonated drinks. The drink in this can is Coke.

"Ah? What does Teacher Wood want to do?"

"Teach them how to make Coke." Luo Ping'an smiled and said, "I don't want their money."

Whether in the mortal world or the underground world, Coke is a best-selling drink everywhere.

"There are three most magical and best-selling drinks in the world, all of which are tempered in fire and sublimated in water."

"Roast tea leaves, roast coffee, and boil caramel."

"This is one of Mr. Wood's tricks. When he meets any lazy guy who has no skills, he will ask them to make Coke. This does not require any technical content. Just make a barrel of puree and send it to Sendai.

Go pack and ship, then go to Eureka to mix soda.”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing that Jiang Xueming refused to drink, Luo Ping'an brought a can and drank it himself.

"You said this thing is free?" Jiang Xueming didn't quite understand what this meant: "How did Mr. Wood convince them to do this?"

Luo Ping'an: "He has a lot of ideas. The Western Continent was a barbaric land at first, but now it's all about cars, more than 20 flights, and big planes - Mr. Wood's skills are almost all focused on internal affairs.

, he slowly turned a primitive forest into a modern civilization, so you don’t need to worry."

"And..."

"This guy is very smart. He said he didn't need any money, but like every old capitalist, he should first provide production standards, production methods and transportation methods."

“After that comes the sales process, freight, travel and guidance fees.”

"The last thing is brand effectiveness and corporate culture. If you just get these things, which one doesn't cost money?"

"But the most powerful thing about Mr. Wood is that he can settle accounts, and his life is naturally tough enough. He is not afraid of being framed or suspected, and he does not need to hang up street lights."

"When he first arrived in the Nine Realms, BOSS asked him to be a think tank cabinet minister - he was not in a hurry. He returned to the secular world first, went to Florida to take the lawyer's license, worked in a law firm for several years, and joined a lobbyist team. Later.

He made political donations to President Kennedy, then went to the CIA to do work related to international relations, and finally served on the Security Council."

"After making such a long circle, I carefully returned to the BOSS."

Luo Ping'an shrugged his shoulders with a playful smile.

"I don't have that much ability, so naturally I don't have so many worries and worries. When people think about something, they may have already thought about it five or six steps. I am more practical and take it one step at a time."

After a busy day, Wood finally called it a day. It was very difficult to explain the effects of the fairy water to these mountain town villagers. He was almost talking nonsense.

"Hey!" Wood returned to Xueming and sat down on the millstone.

Jiang Xueming: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher."

Wood pointed to the smoky houses on the side of the fire pit: "Tricky people!"

Jiang Xueming: "What's going on?"

Wood: "Let me just say that Hefengling has iron and copper. There are also large areas of beehives and fertile fields. Calculating this, the output of corn sugar or sucrose is definitely not low. Together with maltose, the annual output is at least 180

Go up."

"When these words are spoken, the faces of several clan leaders will not look good - they just want to make wine, so they have to make wine."

"My blood pressure was high at the time - wasn't Baimu the result of drinking too much alcohol?"

"The elders' expressions became even worse after hearing this. Their defense was broken."

"I quickly tried to put in good words, but in the end we couldn't agree on the money matter..."

"It was originally agreed that I would do the work and they would produce the materials, I would handle the sales, and I would also do the packaging and transportation. Count it at five silver dollars per catty, and next quarter I will defraud a few from Sendai... Oh no, please invite some talents.

Teach so that their sons can succeed."

"The results of it!"

Wood clapped his hands.

"When these ugly things are said, the bull's temper becomes stubborn. Nothing can be done anymore and it is unreasonable. They want me, an immortal, to kneel down and apologize to them."

"I have to think of a way to get them to clean up the wine, and then use some dirty tricks. I tear off their human skin while drinking, and say that wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. Drinking it will turn you into a monster. Superstition is a good thing - otherwise

This matter is not easy to handle.”

Jiang Xueming was dumbfounded when he heard this——

——Teacher Wood has been running around outside all year long. During the expedition, he was as busy as a headless fly. He was looking for livelihoods in areas plagued by spiritual disasters, trying to revitalize communities that were rotten to the core, and he had to receive all kinds of people.

All kinds of people talk about all kinds of things.

"You go ahead and do my work, I'll do my..."

Wood nodded and crawled away from the millstone.

"You should kill well too! We have plenty of opportunities to meet!"


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