Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Eight The reason to come out is to talk about loyalty!
In the pharmacy.
Tables, chairs and wooden cabinets are arranged in various directions, the uprights are mottled in paint, and cobwebs can be seen faintly in the upper corners.
There were many rotten and moldy herbs scattered on the ground in the corner, which were obviously left behind before leaving.
Next to the dusty wooden fence, a tall man with a height of nine feet and a slightly bald head was holding a wine jar, squinting his eyes, his face flushed, shaking his head and murmuring.
There were many large and small wine bottles on the side, all of them empty.
"You kid, you're pretty good at drinking."
Zhou Yi came to Wei Xiaochang and sat down with a smile.
Wei Xiaochang raised his eyes and saw clearly that it was Zhou Yi. A trace of clarity flashed in his eyes, which soon turned cloudy again.
"belch……"
He burped, stood up unsteadily, and wanted to salute, but almost fell on Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi turned away, covering his nose, and with a slight thought, the tables, chairs and long cabinets on the side flew up, dust scattered in a circle, and Wei Xiaochang was caught in it.
One of the seventy-two arts in the world - transportation technique
It is also the technique used by the disciples of the lower sect who act as bait in the Shicai Mountain Temple to move statues and merit boxes.
It is different from the technique of using true energy to pick up objects from the air after warriors or sorcerers have reached a certain level of cultivation.
This moving technique originally only required a thought to move foreign objects.
As long as the cultivation is deep enough and the Tao is high enough, the quantity and weight of things that can be transported are almost incalculable.
However, those few disciples of the "Transportation Sect" were obviously far from understanding the essence of the art of transporting... They didn't even scratch the surface of it, and it was only through the combined efforts of several people that they could barely move a statue.
It’s no wonder that the Portal Sect has long been reduced to a lower-level sect, and can only take orders from middle-level sects like the Yubing Sect.
And the Mountain Goddess has been frowning, probably wondering whether to take action.
If you don't take action, it's too noisy. If you do, you'll lose status again.
Fortunately, Zhou Yi doesn't have that much baggage.
Not long after, Wei Xiaochang was surrounded by tables, chairs and wooden cabinets carried by Zhou Yi. He struggled desperately, but could not move.
Another large bucket of water was lifted by Zhou Yi from the neighbor's well, flew in through the window, came to the top of Wei Xiaochang's head, and poured it on his forehead.
Wow!
The ice water is biting.
Wei Xiaochang shuddered and gradually woke up from the alcohol.
In the blink of an eye, the water on his body quickly condensed into ice, turning him into an iceman.
Then, under the boiling of his unique true energy, it rose into water vapor, like white mist wrapped in strands.
Coupled with his stature of more than nine feet tall and ferocious appearance, he is like a god descending to earth and a Vajra alive in the world.
He finally woke up, and immediately looked at the man in green robe and gourd in front of him with red eyes: "See you, senior."
Zhou Yi flicked his wrist, and all the tables, chairs and wooden cabinets surrounding Wei Xiaochang flew away and landed on the dusty floor.
This medicine shop is where the "blind girl" who haunts Wei Xiaochang and loves her dearly lives.
But in fact, the pharmacy owner's family left a few months ago.
There has never been a blind girl here.
Everything is an illusion of the devil.
Seeing that Wei Xiaochang wanted to kneel down and worship him, Zhou Yi gave him a weak hand, picked him up, and snorted coldly:
"Originally, when I saw that you were unyielding and bearing the burden of humiliation, I would rather commit suicide than turn into a monster and harm the people.
I still think you are a good man.
Unexpectedly, all he could do was cry, drink to drown his sorrows, and bow to everyone he met. He had no sense of manliness.
I really saved you by mistake that night!"
Wei Xiaochang's body trembled violently and he clenched his fists, but the sadness in his eyes did not fade away.
He bent down and bowed, gritted his teeth and said, "Wei has really failed to live up to the expectations of our seniors, and I hope that my seniors will forgive me.
But I really don’t understand why she suddenly disappeared? Why didn’t she say anything to me before she left?
She was so gentle, so considerate, and so understanding of me before.
But now he just left without saying hello.
Apart from Master, this is the first time in my life that I have met someone who thinks so highly of me...
...No matter what I become, I will never give up on me.”
As he spoke, another string of tears welled up from Wei Xiaochang's red eyes.
Coupled with his current image of being tall and thick, with a bald forehead and a ferocious face, Zhou Yi shook his head secretly... This picture was too inconsistent.
Wei Xiaochang, you can't go on like this.
If this continues, even if he is not a monster, he will be regarded as a monster...human.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi wanted to explain the truth directly to Wei Xiaochang.
Tell him that the blind girl is actually a fake, and your love does not exist. Everything is an illusion secreted by the devil entering the heart and being too lonely and empty when he grew up.
Just as he was about to speak, Wei Xiaochang suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, gritted his teeth and said: "My master is right! If I want to be a general, I must become a general! If I can become a general, I will have soldiers, horses and
With power, I will definitely be able to find her!"
Zhou Yi was startled...Me?
Amitabha, when did the young monk ever feed you this kind of poisonous chicken soup???
That's all, looking at your infatuated look, just make the mistake. Time and distance are always the best medicine.
"It's okay if you think so..."
Zhou Yi said casually, and when he was about to turn around, he saw Wei Xiaochang staring straight at him.
"how?"
"No, it's nothing. I just suddenly felt that the senior and my master are really similar. But my master is a monk and has always cared about me. I don't know where I am now, whether he still reads books often, and whether there is any maid to help him.
Is he still used to being picky while washing his hair... Hey."
Zhou Yi stopped and looked at Wei Xiaochang, who had a longing, sad and sad look on his face.
After a long while, he smiled and said: "I have something to ask you for help. I wonder if you are willing?"
Without saying anything, Wei Xiaochang bent down and clasped his fists: "Senior, please tell me, no matter what you do, I will definitely complete it."
"good."
Zhou Yidao: "I want to ask you to bring me a message and a talisman to someone."
Wei Xiaochang nodded, then looked curious: "Who are you? Where do you live?"
Zhou Yi stared at Wei Xiaochang and raised the corners of his lips: "This man's name is Zhao Pingsheng. He is now a prisoner and is being held in the underground water prison of the Prison Department."
"ah?"
Wei Xiaochang's face was full of shock, his expression changed, and he clenched his fists.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and said, "Wei, how dare you disobey me!"
"Oh? Aren't you afraid of death? The bad guys regard you as a monster and are hunting you all over the city."
"My master once told me the story of General Wang Chenghu of the previous dynasty. He told me that General Wang came from a rough background and relied on the word "righteousness". When he came out to work, he had to be loyal! My seniors saved my life many times, and I Wei Xiaochang
I have no other ability but to repay you with death!"
"good……"
Zhou Yi doesn't know what to reply. You have such a good memory. The monk himself can't even remember saying these words.
He opened his palms and found two more elm leaves.
"The bigger piece is for you to protect your small intestine, and it should be used as a souvenir of our acquaintance. For the smaller piece, you should give it to the man in prison for me, and say this to him..."
After the sound transmission reached the secret, Zhou Yi glanced at Wei Xiaochang again, turned around and walked away.
"My benefactor, wait a minute! Wei doesn't know my benefactor's name yet!"
Wei Xiaochangzi chased forward, only to see the man in green robe laughing and passing through the wall.
He was startled, his nose felt sore, and he bowed his head to the end.
"He is a chivalrous and righteous person who does not seek fame in vain. My benefactor is also a good person, just like my master..."
…
As the end of the year approaches, the weather is supposed to get colder.
But for some unknown reason, the temperature in Guangyuan County has risen instead of falling for the past few days. Even the ice and snow accumulated on the eaves of the streets have melted several inches.
The young and old men in the county were astonished. The vast majority of the people associated this vision with the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city. It also made the Chenghuang Temple, which was already so popular in the past few days, even more popular, as if the New Year had arrived early.
In a corner of Guangyuan County, the long streets are deserted and the government offices are quiet.
Qi Wuhua opened his eyes and let out a long breath of Shaoyang Xianghuo Qi.
call!
In the air, huge lotus-like sparks were born, which seemed to be real and illusory, and disappeared in an instant.
But the burning meaning followed his breath and spread in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it had already poured out of the melting ice and snow of the Yamen Street and wandered quietly throughout the city.
In front of him, Dong Chuan, the great elder with gray hair and childish face, bowed his head and respectfully offered water.
Qi Wuhua took it matter-of-factly, rinsed his mouth, and handed it back to Dong Chuan.
If any of the guardians or disciples of the imperial army saw this scene, they would be stunned and unbelievable.
Fortunately, there are only the former master and apprentice in this secret room, so others cannot see them.
Dong Chuan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Master, will the injury be cured after one day of seclusion?"
Qi Wuhua smiled lightly: "Almost, 80% has been recovered."
Dong Chuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he was secretly curious about who could hurt the master who was almost invincible in his heart to such a degree, yet still managed to keep the master silent and showing respect.
Qi Wuhua said: "Please tell me in detail what happened last night."
Dong Chuan started talking without thinking.
The more Qi Wuhua listened, the stranger his expression became.
"Master, this is roughly what happened. The murderer of Elder Li was a rare soul martial artist, but his martial arts skills are really weird and unpredictable, but it seems as if he has seen him somewhere before."
Qi Wuhua was silent for a moment and said: "Do you still remember that more than forty years ago, when my master took you and your boss to visit the Xuansha Temple in Xidi, the last Dharma-protecting monk walked out of the Buddha statue? The man you described was hiding from the rain.
His swordsmanship and movement skills are a bit like that of the monk."
"Ah! Yes! Why didn't this disciple think of it?"
Dong Chuan's eyes were filled with shock.
Then he whispered: "But the movement of that person last night seemed to be even more ethereal and unpredictable."
"So it must be related to that person."
Qi Wuhua smiled, and soon his face turned serious: "Don't mention this to anyone, not even the boss. Are the two people from the Wei family doing well?"
Dong Chuan's expression was slightly complicated: "Boss... the leader of the faction ordered that Wei Yecheng and his niece should be separated and cultivated, imprisoned, and awaiting their release. Fortunately, the master sent word in time before the retreat, and the disciple was able to snatch the two away.
Protect your cultivation and imprison you in a water prison. However, the bosses and others are extremely dissatisfied with this."
Qi Wuhua's eyes flickered: "This kid is getting more and more violent..."
He was about to say something when suddenly a faint chanting sound came from the ground in the distance.
"what sound?"
Dong Chuan said: "He is a bad person who was imprisoned before. This person is also ridiculous. Because of a secret case, he claimed that a young monk killed the big demon and saved him. He was regarded as crazy and was arrested.
He has been in prison for several months."
"Young eminent monk!"
Qi Wuhua felt a hint of joy and expectation in his heart: "Quickly, bring that bad guy quickly, I have something to ask you..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Wuhua stopped and his eyes flashed.