Chapter 36 The old locust has matured, and the little monk is not merciful
Hearing the footsteps, the young man turned around, his eyes were narrow and his lips were thin, with an indifferent expression that kept strangers away from him.
"Amitabha, the donor has met again."
Zhou Yi put his hands together and smiled.
Compared to the shy but focused young man Zuo Zuo in the Xu Mansion that day, the indifferent young man in front of him has become a completely different person.
The young man raised his eyebrows: "The monk of the Xu family in 'his' memory? Haha, it's interesting. More than twenty years have passed, and there are still monks in this world."
There was a hint of teasing in his cold eyes, as if he was sizing up some prey that had slipped through the net.
Dark clouds drifted across the sky, and the sun shone down, drawing a long and narrow shadow behind Chen Chi.
In the shadow, a strange bird with a human face flutters its wings and is about to fly.
It's this monster!
At this moment, Zhou Yi clearly felt that the sword pill in his body was beginning to move again, spiraling upward.
He was determined.
No matter when facing Xu Hua, Bai Yu, or Mrs. Chu before, Jianwan showed an attitude of being impatient and eager to try, and the result was naturally an overwhelming advantage.
'It should be the same this time, right?'
Zhou Yi thought to himself.
He lacked interest in the origin of this strange bird, the reason why it possessed Chen Chi, its purpose of bewitching the villagers, etc.
I visited Wangcai Village today just to slay monsters with one sword and reap the green smoke.
Therefore, after confirming, Zhou Yi had no more pleasantries and glanced at Li Jiuniang: "Do the little monk a favor and ask him to come out."
After all, this is the body of the widower Chen Chi.
As a principled monk, Zhou Yi did not want to implicate innocent people and hurt the life of Master Chen Chi.
And Li Jiuniang, a skilled tool maker who is good at magic, should have a way...right?
But something unexpected happened to Zhou Yi.
"Husband, it looks like it's going to rain. The quilt at home hasn't been put away yet."
Li Jiuniang smiled softly, tugged on Zhou Yi's sleeve, turned around, and whispered: "Let's go!"
Zhou Yi:?
Fragrance beads:??
Holding the sword:???
"Quickly go! It's the monster that hurt me that day! Go back to Shuifu to get reinforcements!"
Li Jiuniang's urgent voice sounded in Zhou Yi's ears, as if she was clenching her teeth.
The scene when he and Li Jiuniang first met flashed back in his mind, the golden carp that was bleeding all over and looking bad, and was about to spend the rest of its life on the dinner plate.
"It doesn't matter. You just need to lead it out." Zhou Yi smiled and whispered.
Li Jiuniang's eyes widened and she looked at the monk with a plain expression in disbelief.
"Have you, monk, lost your mind by chanting sutras? Still don't understand? This is a big demon that exceeds the level of a county lord! It has been hiding its aura all this time... Forget it, you don't understand this! Even I can fight against you.
It's...a bit laborious, let alone a Qi-sensing martial artist like you, it can blow you to death with just a random breath!"
Listening to Li Jiuniang's voice transmission, Zhou Yi was silent, but a strange color appeared in his eyes, and he looked towards the entrance of the village with his peripheral vision.
Just now, the autumn wind swept over the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.
The branches and leaves swayed, making a rustling sound.
To ordinary people, it sounds ordinary. Even Li Jiuniang and Yongjian didn't notice anything unusual.
But when it reached Zhou Yi's ears, it gradually turned into another voice:
'It...refining treasure...is still a little short of...the villagers...I...protect...your Majesty...do it...at night.'
It's the old locust tree at the entrance of the village that's talking!
Obviously, this old locust tree rarely "opened his mouth" on weekdays, and his words were stammering and unclear.
It is even very possible that this is the first time in its hundreds of years of tree life that it mustered up the courage to speak to humans.
It is not difficult to imagine that unless it is forced to do so, it will never reveal the fact that it has become a spirit.
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and roughly understood what the old locust tree meant——
...The monster possessing Chen Chi is refining a treasure. This treasure will not be completely refined until the evening. And from now to the evening, I will protect the villagers. Please wait until the evening.
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'You actually negotiated terms with me?'
There was a trace of freshness in Zhou Yi's eyes.
He is not interested in monsters refining treasures or anything like that.
After all, Qingyan is his only appeal.
But the old locust tree at the entrance of the village made Zhou Yi curious... From the old locust tree's tone, it could be vaguely heard that it seemed to believe that it could kill the monster possessing the boy.
And even Li Jiuniang doesn't know her true trump card yet.
'Could it be that you saw the young monk kill Xu Hua and Bai Yu before? You are an old locust tree, a coward and a coward, but your eyesight is not bad.'
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"What's more, it doesn't follow the rules of demons and the underworld, and it is obviously related to the Chaos Dao Alliance. After the 'Killing Monk Order' came out, the monsters in the Chaos Dao Alliance killed and ate countless stupid monks like you..."
Li Jiuniang is especially sincere in her message and admonishment.
I racked my brains to stop this stupid monk's unreasonable and self-righteous impulsive behavior.
My father once said that in that world, monks were always full of hypocritical benevolence and righteousness, long-winded, nosy, and as stubborn as a donkey, which laid the foundation for future destruction.
If this Yichen is really too stubborn, he can just knock him out and take him away!
Just as Li Jiuniang was thinking, she saw the monk looking up at the clear, cloudless sky with a solemn face.
"Indeed...it's going to rain. The quilt, clothes, books, and ginger and herbs that the young monk has dried have all been confiscated. Amitabha, that's so good. Donor Chenchi, the young monk has to go first and say goodbye."
After saying that, Zhou Yi stopped looking at the slightly stunned "Chen Chi", lowered his head, turned around and left.
Li Jiuniang was stunned, then hurried to follow and secretly transmitted the message.
"Hey, you monk, why do you leave so quickly? Your attitude changes too quickly! Shouldn't you be stubborn and persist to the end?"
"Wait a minute, don't be so afraid first. When I bring reinforcements from Shui Mansion, I can destroy it. Isn't this considered repaying a favor?"
"Well, monk, let's meet at the entrance of the village in an hour?"
Zhou Yi took long strides and walked as fast as flying. He said loudly without looking back: "No, the young monk is going to stay in seclusion in Xu Mansion for another half month... Oh, let's go to three months."
"You've gone too far!"
Li Jiuniang was furious.
"Ninety-nine percent of the monsters in the world regard you as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh because of the 'Kill the Monk Order'! Kill it quickly! If you don't get rid of it today, you will be targeted by it sooner or later! You are so timid and fearful, why not
Returning to secular life? Why should I be a monk?"
It’s up to you to say it!
You think I don’t want to!
Zhou Yi complained in his heart, and then quietly winked at Li Jiuniang.
Li Jiuniang was startled, then understood something and nodded slightly calmly.
Behind them, the cold eyes of the "young man" showed contempt and disdain.
But he had no intention of stopping them.
Zhou Yi understood clearly.
The monster clearly seemed to have the upper hand, but he still let them go.
Obviously he was doing something very important and didn't want to be interrupted.
In all likelihood, it was the "refining treasure" that the old locust tree tipped him off to.
Anyway, there were only a few hours left until evening. When Li Jiuniang moved reinforcements from Shuifu and cast a spell to force the monster to emerge from the boy's body, it would not be too late to take action himself.
Before that, please don't alert the snake, and don't hurt the young man's body.
Fortunately, Carp Girl finally understood her hint... Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the deeper her thoughts are.
Zhou Yizheng was thinking when he suddenly stopped.
Just as Li Jiuniang was about to send a message, she heard a burst of heart-rending crying not far away.
She followed Zhou Yi's gaze and turned to look.
It was still in the center of the village, next to the old dead vine tree.
An old woman with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and ragged clothes was sitting under a tree, crying loudly.
"Who are you...who are you?"
"You are not my son Chen Chi...you monster! What did you do to my son!"
"Son, my mother is here... If you are still here, please greet me quickly..."
The old woman leaned against the tree trunk, her chest heaving, and she burst into tears.
She rested for a while, then tremblingly left the tree, stretched out her hands, and wanted to fish Chen Chi.
Her eyes were cloudy, yellow, and hollow, like old burned wax. She had obviously been blind for a long time, and could only identify the direction through sound.
thump!
The old woman caught everything, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell hard to the ground. Her head was bruised and bloody, her mouth was full of mud, and her face was bruised and bruised. It was terrible to see.
"Give me back my son...Give me back my son...wuwuwu..."
The cold young man lowered his head and glanced indifferently at the elderly woman who was sobbing softly.
"Blind old woman, I'm already merciful if I don't kill you."
The boy possessed by the monster sneered, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the old woman, and then stepped over.
Li Jiuniang turned to look at Zhou Yi.
The monk's expression didn't change much. His handsome face was as still as water, his eyelids were drooped, and he just whispered the Buddha's name:
"My Buddha is compassionate."
The cool voice gradually drifted away in the windy village entrance.
The big locust tree at the entrance of the village made a rustling sound, as if it was beating its chest and making some kind of promise.