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132. Demon Monk

Lin Junyu turned around and got into the carriage. When he saw the graceful figure inside, he was so frightened that he shivered and turned pale.

"You've gained so much courage that you dared to run out without telling me!" the graceful figure said, with a sweet voice, like an oriole emerging from the valley.

"Sister, I...!" Looking at his sister's ice-like delicate face, Lin Junyu smiled coquettishly.

"Hmph, I'll deal with you when I get back!" The graceful figure snorted, then ordered the carriage to set off.

Outside the inn, Lu Chen looked at the convoy that was gradually leaving, and Lu Chen's expression of surprise gradually faded away. Lin Junyu had sent troops to greet them with such great fanfare, but Lin Junyu had hidden it secretly, and actually had such a prominent background.

It doesn't matter if Lin Junyu is gone, he still has to think about how to arrange the other party's ideas.

After returning to the inn, Lu Chen discussed with Murong Ziyun and the others and decided to let Han Wenqing stay to take care of the seriously injured Sword Sect disciples, while he, Ziyun and Teng Qinglei would lead the remaining thirteen swordsmen.

The disciples of the sect continued on their way.

We are already halfway through the escort journey, so naturally we cannot be deterred by the difficulties before us.

After Jia Fu buried his son properly, the convoy continued on the road. After all, people cannot be resurrected, and the days will continue, so naturally this escort mission cannot be delayed.

Hundreds of miles away, in Jia Chunming's mansion, he was lying on his back on a master's chair in the backyard, holding a charming woman in his arms, listening to opera comfortably, and living a very enjoyable life.

Suddenly, Gongsun Yang hurriedly came from outside the courtyard with a sword on his back, holding an urgent and secret letter in his hand.

"Young Master, there is a letter from Qingxi Town. The plan has failed!" Gongsun Yang came to Jia Chunming and said respectfully.

Jia Chunming had closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he heard the news, his eyes suddenly opened. He stood up, pushed the charming woman in his arms away, and shouted to her in a cold voice: "Tell me the details!"

Gongsun Yang was shocked when he saw Jia Chunming's ferocious look, and immediately told the contents of the secret letter in detail!

Peng, after listening to his subordinate's report, Jia Chunming kicked a table to pieces in anger, and cursed angrily: "A bunch of trash, what on earth do those blood skeletons do for food! Even a businessman can't solve it, so why should I blame you?"

They had such high hopes, but in the end they fell short."

"Sir, there must be an expert hiding around Jia Tianpeng. The letter also said that the chess pieces placed around Jia Tianpeng had also launched assassinations, but I don't know why they were killed by the people around Jia Tianpeng!" Gongsun Yang said in a deep voice.

"Shut up, is there any use in talking about this! When my third brother returns to the family, my chances of competing for the head of the family will become even slimmer. He will never leave Qingzhou!" Jia Chunming was furious, unable to listen to any explanation, and was extremely anxious.

Walk around the yard.

Gongsun Yang was also very anxious: "Master, what should we do next?"

"Blood Skull used two gold medal killers and twelve silver medal killers, but none of them killed Jia Tianpeng. There must be experts around him. The matter is serious and cannot be delayed. It seems that we can only ask my master to come forward to solve it, so as to avoid long nights and dreams!"

Jia Chunming said with gloomy eyes.

"Looking for him, Master, you should think twice before you act." Gongsun Yang was startled and immediately advised him.

"Huh, if my master takes action, he will succeed immediately! If my third brother doesn't die, I won't even think about being the head of the family!" Jia Chunming sneered, turned around and pushed the charming woman aside and quickly helped her up: "Xue Ji, come on.

, get up quickly, are you hurt?"

The charming woman stood up flattered and looked at Jia Chunming, who suddenly became gentle and considerate. Warmth flowed through her heart: "Master, everything is fine in the slave family!" It turns out that the master of his family still cares about her.

"As long as it's okay, come and accompany me to Zuihua Tower!" Jia Chunming looked at Xue Ji's charming and pretty face and smiled brightly.

A group of people came to the most prosperous Zuihua Building in the county. The hall was surrounded by fat and thin women, and there were countless beauties in pink and pink. Countless talented people passed through it, spending money like water.

In an elegantly decorated room on the top floor, there was a faint fragrance floating around, and through the pink gauze curtains around the bed tent, two figures could be vaguely seen, lingering and making constant noises.

"Dong dong" At this moment, an inappropriate knock on the door sounded.

"Who!" An unpleasant scolding sounded from the side room.

"Master, it's me!" Jia Chunming led Xue Ji and Gong Sunyang to stand outside the door and said respectfully.

"Why are you looking for me?" The movement in the wing stopped, followed by a rustling sound, which made people guess that the people inside were getting dressed.

With a creak, the door of the wing opened, and an enchanting figure hurriedly walked out. This person's clothes were messy and his face was flushed. He had obviously just experienced a battle. When he saw someone outside the door, he looked ashamed and left in a hurry.

Jia Chunming smiled calmly and walked into the side room holding an antique sandalwood box.

I saw a handsome young man wearing a loose white robe sitting on the tea table, calmly sipping tea, with a long breath, and a special aura emanating from between his eyebrows, like a piece of warm jade that has been nourished for many years. The most surprising thing

This handsome young man actually has a bald head, with nine clear ring scars on his head, and a large number of strange black characters painted around it. From the looks of it, he is obviously a monk.

However, a monk went to the land of fireworks to have fun, which is the most ridiculous thing in the world!

"Meet the Master!" Seeing the bald monk, Jia Chunming hurriedly held his fists in greeting.

When Gongsun Yang saw this monk, he had a stern look on his face. He was the notorious demon monk Jue Wuchen! This was a big shot famous in all of Kyushu! Twenty years ago, this man committed a taboo in Buddhism, killing innocent people indiscriminately and raping.

He committed lewdness, robbery, and all kinds of evil, causing a bloody storm in Luzhou controlled by Wanfo Temple. He was later wanted by Buddhist masters and fled the world. Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, he ended up here.

Jue Wuchen looks to be only in his twenties or thirties, but is actually over a hundred years old. He maintains his youthful appearance by practicing the art of gathering yin and replenishing yang all year round.

"Well, didn't I tell you not to bother me when you have nothing to do?" Jue Wuchen said, but with a pair of evil red and phoenix eyes, he looked at the charming young woman standing aside, Jia Chunming's concubine Xue Ji.

Jia Chunming said respectfully: "Disciple knows that Master likes to be quiet and does not like to be disturbed by others. However, I have recently encountered a more difficult matter, so I would like to ask Master to help me! I have a piece of yacon here, and I brought it here to honor you, Master.

Yes, I hope you will accept it!" After saying that, he put the brocade box in his arms on the table, with a rather flattering look on his face.

Jue Wuchen stretched out a finger and gently opened the brocade box. When he saw a strange fruit exuding cold air lying inside, his eyes lit up slightly and he said with great interest: "Tell me, what exactly is it?"

It’s the same thing!”

Jia Chunming was overjoyed when he saw Jue Wuchen's excited expression. The allure of the Wangpin Lingguo was indeed extraordinary, and even the innate powerhouse couldn't resist it. Although he was reluctant to give up, it was worth it to be able to invite an innate powerhouse to take action.

Knowing that there was something going on, he immediately expressed the problem in his heart.

"So that's what happened. It's rare for you to have such filial piety. The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will?" Jue Wuchen smiled brightly.

Jia Chunming said excitedly: "In that case, Master, you have agreed!"

Jue Wuchen nodded, raised one palm, and sighed: "Amitabha, you have lived a comfortable life for too long, it's time to stretch your muscles and bones! Our Buddha is compassionate, and there are too many karma obstacles in the world. We, the believers, need to spread the Buddha's light all over the place.

The land of Kyushu shines brightly on the mortal world!"

Gongsun Yang on the side sneered secretly, he was full of compassion, but secretly he was a murderer full of evil, worthy of the name of the monster monk.

When Jia Chunming saw that his master was willing to help, he was immediately overjoyed: "Then just wait for the good news from your master. When the matter is completed, my disciple will definitely take care of you!"

Jue Wuchen waved his hands and said: "That's not necessary, it's just that I've been troubled by troubles recently, and I've had insomnia and dreams. It's obvious that I'm still living in the world of mortals!"

When Jia Chunming heard the words, he understood in his mind, and immediately said solemnly: "In this case, you might as well let my concubine Xue Ji serve you by your side to help you one day cut off the mortal world!"

The Xue Ji next to her frowned deeply and said, "Master, this!" Even though she knew that Jue Wuchen was a flower monk, she still wanted to serve him. Isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?

Jia Chunming's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Shut up, it is your blessing to serve my master, don't think nonsense. Remember, if my master is happy, that is your greatest contribution!"

When Xue Ji heard this, she was stunned for a moment, recalling the young master's deep affection for her before, it turned out that it was just a mirror, and she was actually just a commodity worth using in his eyes.

"You can teach me!" Seeing that his disciple was willing to give him his personal concubine, Jue Wuchen's eyes widened and he smiled slightly.

On the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it began to snow again, and it was heavy snowfall, falling on the ground one after another, covering everything in a blanket of silver.

A motorcade was walking slowly on the official road, gradually getting further and further away in the ice and snow.

Lu Chen rode a green-maned horse and looked at the endless snowy land in the distance, feeling ethereal in his heart.

The cold wind was biting, and snowflakes were falling in pieces. The heavy carriage drove on the official road, making a creaking sound mixed with the sound of wind and snow, which made the journey less lonely.

“The north wind blows and the white grass on the ground folds, and the sky is full of snow in August.

Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom."

"What a heavy snow!" Lu Chen looked up at the falling snow above his head, with a smile on his face. The cold wind was biting and the snow was flying all over the sky. Walking in this dreamlike vast scenery was like walking in an ethereal fantasy world in a painting.

He actually had the urge to recite poetry in his heart.

"What are you talking to yourself about? After tonight, we will soon reach the border between Yangzhou and Qingzhou. You should pay more attention!" Murong Ziyun put his horse under his belly and drove his horse to Lu.

Chen's side looked slightly surprised.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Don't you think the snow scene in front of you is beautiful?"

When Murong Ziyun heard this, she looked around with beautiful eyes and sighed: "It's quite beautiful, but it's a pity that the snow is so lonely!"

"Lonely snow? How do you say this?" Lu Chen asked with interest.


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