"You are shameless. You are a disciple of the Beggar Clan. Why are you asking for my blessing? What Amitabha are you reciting?"
"Who is reciting Amitabha? Master Ma clearly meant rice and white steamed buns. This is a mantra that everyone among us Beggar Clan disciples knows. You heard it as Amitabha. You are really being sentimental!" Just when it was hard for him to correct himself,
A voice rescued him in time.
The person who rescued the siege in time was Zheng Zhiguo, another leader of the Beggar Clan. He looked at him gratefully but also a little surprised at the same time.
"It's okay to tell you all. When we disciples of the Beggar Clan are too hungry to sleep, we will fall asleep as soon as we think about this mantra. Now that you have overheard it, you are trying to learn from your master!" Zheng Zhiguo, who was standing aside, not only said
He spoke up promptly to help, and he was also able to retaliate.
"You fart!" Mao Sheli's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he secretly complained to himself, what's wrong with me, what's the point of yelling at two beggars!
"Hey, you also know the unique skills of my Zheng family! You can't learn the fart trick if you want to, and it's not that easy to learn it secretly, unless!" Zheng Zhiguo stopped and pretended to be cool, with a look on his face.
Smiling evilly, "Unless you accept me as your godfather!"
"you!"
"What are you doing? To tell you the truth, you accept me as your godfather. I've even given you the nickname godfather. My grandfather's name is Zheng Laofi, my father's name is Zheng Dapiao, and my name is Zheng Xiaofu. You can just call me Zheng Laofi."
Mao Butipi, look, look, what a cute name, hahahaha!"
Not to mention that Zheng Zhiguo was so angry that he stole the hut and made smoke. For a while, he was speechless.
The way Ma Huhu looked at Zheng Zhiguo was even more amazing. When did this Zheng Xiaofa change? His mouth and his quick wit. This kid rarely talks!
"You! You! You!" Mao Sheli still couldn't find the words to reply.
"What are you doing? Call me godfather! I didn't tell you before..."
"Master Zheng!" Just when Zheng Zhiguo was eloquent and ready to pursue the victory, Cheng Yu stood at the door of the tent.
After the two wounded people were carried into the consulting room (tent), Cheng Yu frowned. Although this situation can be cured, it requires a lot of mental energy. Normally, it is nothing. The Condensation Pill can replenish it, but
Not now, Qiankun Bag is blocked.
"Alas!" Cheng Yu sighed and tried his best.
"Young hero, if you are in trouble, it doesn't matter if you don't treat him. It's a pity that you can't follow Commander Yue into battle to kill the enemy!" The two wounded soldiers saw that Cheng Yu was in trouble and hurriedly offered words of comfort.
"It's okay, you two, please bear with me, it hurts a little!" Cheng Yu sighed in his heart, what a good warrior, any general can lead any kind of soldiers, the corner of his mouth curved up, full of confidence.
"Come on, young hero, pain is nothing, I'm not afraid of death!"
After some intense treatment, Cheng Yu, like the two wounded soldiers, had beads of sweat on his head. But at this moment, something strange came to his mind, and Cheng Yu felt something strange again in his weak consciousness.
This is the third time I've felt that familiar breath, and it's even closer!
Cheng Yu clicked on the two sleeping holes and let them rest for a while. After getting up and walking out of the tent, he saw Zheng Zhiguo bickering with Mao Sheli.
"Eh!" Cheng Yu looked at Zheng Zhiguo in surprise. The shadow of a woman quickly fled towards Xianghu. However, this woman was no stranger.
"What's wrong with me? Did I just do something?" Zheng Zhiguo looked confused, as if he had just been possessed by an evil spirit.
"You didn't do anything, but you let go
Loud farts, haha!" Mao Sheli was in a good mood at this time, because he found that the young deputy leader of the Beggar Clan was sweating profusely, and his mental state was not very good, even a little decadent. As you can imagine, the treatment did not go well.
"It seems that you are going to lose, Captain Ma!" He turned to Ma Huhu again, his face full of pride.
Cheng Yu came back to his senses and saw that the phantom had entered the lake, "What did you lose? What did you lose?"
"It's nothing, deputy gang leader." Ma Huhu hurriedly covered it up for fear that Cheng Yu would be worried.
"Deputy Gang Leader Cheng, the Horse Helmsman of your gang made a bet with me. Whoever loses will have his legs cut off and his eyes gouged out! It's so bloody!" Mao Sheli's pride was still on his face,
I thought to myself, you are a child, and I bought a deputy gang leader with money. I won’t scare you to death if I tell you!
"Ouch, this is really bloody. Captain Ma, don't bet so big in the future. I'm talking about the price. There's no point in winning this kind of bet!" Cheng Yu didn't approve of this kind of bet in his heart. If
It's worth betting on money, treasures, etc. Betting on these things is nothing more than increasing hatred.
"What the deputy gang leader said is absolutely true, I won't dare to do it next time!" Ma Huhu said yes again and again, showing his compliance.
"Hehehehe!" Mao Sheli sneered a few times, "Master Ma is so confident, do you think there will be a next time?"
"you!"
"What are you! And you, Zheng Xiaoping, aren't you quite good at talking? Why don't you fart?" Mao Sheli had already frightened Ma Huhu, and he didn't mind taking Zheng Zhiguo along with him to hunt rabbits.
"Did they lose?" Not seeing Mao Sheli's aggressive attitude, Cheng Yu asked coldly without any expression.
"Whether they lose or not, the decision is up to you, Deputy Gang Leader Cheng!" Deputy Gang Leader Cheng has been out for a while, and the two wounded have not moved yet. The treatment must have failed, at least, they will not recover quickly. If so,
He would definitely not lose. Mao Sheli had a wishful thinking, and the proud look on his face became even more intense.
"Is your bet related to me?"
"Deputy gang leader, it's like this..."
Ma Huhu told Cheng Yu the ins and outs of the bet, including the tricks he played and the tricks he used to provoke the opponent into the game. As he talked, his voice became quieter and quieter.
...
Finally, he suddenly raised his voice and said, "Deputy gang leader, I am willing to admit defeat without complaining to anyone. Come on, get the knife!"
"Haha! Hahahaha!" Cheng Yu understood what was going on and burst out laughing. What he was laughing at was that a person like Ma Huhu actually had a sinister side. He actually played a sinister game with a sinister person and even won.
.
"You're making me laugh so hard, Captain Ma! Haha!" Seeing someone handing over a knife, Ma Huhu raised the knife and pointed it at his feet, Cheng Yu hurriedly stopped him.
"Slow down! Master Ma!"
"Could it be that the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan wants to take the lead in denying it?" Cheng Yu acted like this, obviously to protect the disciples of the sect, which inevitably made Mao Sheli look down on him, so he made sarcastic remarks.
"It's just a bet, it's just a joke, why do you need to harm yourself!" As mentioned before, Cheng Yu doesn't like this way of gambling.
"Deputy Gang Leader Cheng, these words are wrong. A hero in the world, with integrity, is naturally not afraid of life and death, let alone these small injuries!" Mao Sheli talks about faith, righteousness and courage, but in fact he is unreasonable and unforgiving.
posture.
"Relics!" At this time, Master Cizhao could no longer remain silent and hurriedly stopped his disciple, then turned to Cheng Yu, "Master Cheng
Xia, I agree with what Young Xia said, but after all, a gambling game is a gambling game. There are losses and wins. If you lose, you have to admit it. I have an unkind request, young Xia, don’t blame me!"
"Master, you don't have to be polite, but it doesn't matter if you say it!" Cheng Yu politely bowed his hand.
"This sect cherishes a few talents. If we lose the bet, we should admit defeat in public and join our sect. How about it?" Monk Cizhao said this. He had his own ideas. Since the young deputy leader of the Beggar Clan came in, he
Give everyone a deep impression, rich and powerful.
Such a person should be tried hard to win over. If he can join the White Lotus Sect, it will undoubtedly be a powerful help and can provide a lot of financial support for the subsequent development of the sect. This thought made him see broad hope, and then, his face was full of hope.
Full of kind smiles.
When he looked at everyone, his eyes were full of admiration, especially his eldest disciple, Mao Sheli.
Relic is a kid who is decisive in killing and very resourceful. How can he conquer others without resorting to some tricks? When Cizhao looked at him, she nodded approvingly.
It seems that his wishful thinking is louder than that of his disciples. It has to be said that Jiang is still hotter!
"Don't hesitate any more! Welcome to join the White Lotus Sect! From now on, everyone will join the White Lotus Sect and become White Lotus Cai, hahaha!" Mao Sheli understood what the master meant and his desire to conquer could be heard from the conversation between the master and the other party,
Because the master refers to him as a young hero and does not call the deputy gang leader.
Thinking of this, Mao Sheli changed his aggressive attitude, made a 180-degree turn, and started to welcome him directly, acting very friendly.
"The white lotus blooms, the prosperous age is coming!" The disciples of the White Lotus Sect cheered in unison. Those who didn't know the situation thought they had achieved some major victory.
Cheng Yu frowned and raised his eyes to look at Monk Cizhao.
"I'm afraid the sect leader is disappointed. The problem is that we didn't lose!" Cheng Yu's words were not loud, but they reached everyone's ears very clearly, immediately arousing dissatisfaction in the audience.
"Since when did the Beggar Gang become so unable to afford to lose? In the face of the facts, they have repeatedly denied it!"
"Yes! This is what a hero would do!"
"It's a pity that Master Cizhao's kind invitation is a bit, haha, not flattering!"
Some people even started to persuade loudly, "Deputy Gang Leader Cheng, you are young and doing things like this. How will you gain a foothold in the world in the future? You should abide by your promise and return to the White Lotus Sect!"
"You!" Ma Huhu and the other members of the Beggar Clan were furious for a moment, but they had no way to refute.
Only Cheng Yu unfurled his frowned brows, turned up the corners of his mouth, and put on a smile. His consciousness swept into the tent, and the two wounded people woke up. It seemed that they had been successfully cured.
Although it would soon be proven that the Beggar Gang had not lost the bet, Cheng Yu was not happy at all at this moment. Although he had a smile on his face, that was not true. There were still many wounded outside the tent who needed treatment, and
The spiritual energy and prehistoric spiritual energy consumed each time cannot be replenished in time at all.
Besides laughing to stabilize everyone's mood, what else can you do?
This is the mature psychology displayed by a young man.
"Wow---Wow----"
"No, the water in the lake has risen!"
At this moment, the Xiang Lake next to it underwent strange changes. Huge waves rolled up on the lake surface, like angry sea waves, rushing toward the shore, causing an inexplicable panic.
The people closest to the lakeshore sensed the change first and ran to higher ground while shouting.