Chapter 86: Broken Palm Bi Luo and Cui Ying'er are coming to the bowl)
"Hey, it's those trivial troubles again."
Huang Xu's eyes flashed coldly, and he waved his wide sleeves.
Threads of smoke overflowed from the sleeves, condensed into rings, and circled around the whole body.
Zhou Yi quietly looked at the leader of the Yuqing Kingdom who was not angry but was showing off his intimidation, and whispered a Buddha's call: "Donor Huang, if you have something to do, go and do it first."
"I came to the master today to inform you about the current situation of the Ninth Princess. Secondly, something big may happen in Nantingjiang Mansion in the near future..."
Huang Xu hesitated for a moment, but found that Zhou Yi didn't seem interested.
Or...does he already know something?
No, this is a secret in Nanjiang and has not been made public yet.
There are not many people who know about the demon world yet.
How could he, a human monk, know this?
"That's all, let's talk about this later." Huang Xu sighed secretly.
Zhou Yi clasped his palms together: "If you have free time, I would also like to visit your river temple."
Huang Xu looked happy and said "Okay" repeatedly, then paused and said: "The Ghost Festival is approaching, why not just set it on that day?"
"Amitabha. There is no need to deliberately set a date. The monk will go and visit him when he has free time."
Huang Xu felt a little regretful, but still said goodbye to Zhou Yi with a smile.
He turned around and walked out of the inn door. A circle of water-like fine lines spread out in the air behind him, and his figure faded and then disappeared.
"So... what is this old Huang doing here so early in the morning? When he has nothing to do, he comes to visit me to chat with the parents. He is trying to gossip about the embarrassing fact that Li Jiuniang was grounded because she was suspected of beating up Jinghe Xiaolong in the dark. By the way, she is pretending to be a beep.
?”
Zhou Yi touched his bald head and murmured.
"It's a pity that this old yellow croaker has found the wrong person."
After he had just started his career as a monk, he had ended his escape from marriage with Li Jiuniang, and after that unexpected intersection.
All the recent status and developments of the Dragon and Carp Lady began to appear quietly in small black characters.
Therefore, Zhou Yi knew that in addition to the violent resistance of the dragon and carp girl, there were other reasons why the water tribe marriage was postponed——
A big event is about to happen in Nantingjiang Mansion, which governs the entire southern waters of Central Earth.
This unresolved matter even involves Mr. Pingjiang, who once dominated Lingnan Road.
"Your circle is really chaotic."
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly.
Densely packed small black characters flew out of the air.
Soon, he found the small print about the Yuqing River Temple.
Yuqinghe Temple is located in the east of Guangyuan County. Together with Woniu Mountain Temple and Guangyuan City God Temple, it is listed as the three most popular places in the county.
The prosperity of incense has also brought about the prosperity of the market. However, after this year's autumn harvest, the weather was cold early, and wars continued on the nearby Lingnan Road, which caused panic on the Jiannan Road across the water, and the price of food soared.
At this time, Huang Xu was hurriedly dealing with a "food case".
The cause is not complicated either. The hawker who was selling grain was short of a pound and a few ounces. When the buyer found out, the hawker refused to admit it. Both sides insisted on their own opinions and couldn't argue. Under the cheers of the onlookers, they ran to the Yuqing River Temple nearby.
, ask the river god to appear and judge.
But if we really want to trace the source, this pot belongs to the Lingnan giant demon Pingjiang Jun.
"Just for such a trivial matter? No wonder this old man looks very tired all day long. It turns out there are too many boats... In terms of whether the neighborhood committee aunt or the street office uncle is more ambitious?"
Zhou Yi was a little disappointed.
The "silver case" in the Heshen Temple also made him give up his whim just now.
Huang Xu is the king of Yuqing and the master of one side, but he is so busy trying to accumulate popularity and merits. This kind of life is too boring.
A young monk would never do this.
At this moment, Zhou Yi saw another paragraph of small black characters.
"I almost forgot, there is another story that I haven't seen the ending of yet...
...Sure enough, she is the real protagonist."
Zhou Yi became interested and was not in a hurry to leave Pingsha Town.
He turned his head and looked at the biro placed on the corner of the table.
Cui Niangzi, the former inn proprietress, cooks it herself.
Zhou Yi has never been willing to eat cantaloupe filling.
"Haotou, what do you think Madam Cui made of this Bi Luo?"
"Ms. Cui... ah, is that the former innkeeper Cui Ying'er who half-heartedly eloped with the bandaged man behind the mage's back?"
The five-inch little head appeared, holding the cow's chin with its sharp claws, staring at the ball of biloba, and said to himself: "There's something wrong with this biloba? No wonder the master didn't eat it that day. I thought the master was because of Lady Cui's
I can’t bear to eat without leaving…”
Feeling the cold eyes of a certain monk, he smiled sarcastically, his eyelids drooped, and he muttered something.
"In the netherworld, there is no wealth in the filthy land, and all living beings are blinded by money! Show me!"
Following Haotou's order, a phantom of a copper coin with an indistinguishable dynasty pattern spun rapidly, flew forward, and hit the Biluo.
With a crisp sound, wisps of white smoke rose from the surface of the cantaloupe-filled bilo.
The white smoke disperses.
In the corner of that old square table with peeling red paint, there was no Biro anywhere. It was clearly a severed palm solidified with blood!
The stench of dead bodies emanated.
Zhou Yi covered his nose with his sleeves and looked calm.
Haotou had already jumped over on one foot, looking at the severed palm that was about the same size as himself, holding his chin in deep thought.
"Sure enough, it's a trick. Master, this broken palm has been cut off for several months and has long since rotted. There are calluses on the palm and patina on the nails. It is obviously the hand holding a weapon... smelling this smell, it seems to come from Lingnan Road
.”
"Stop smelling it, it's disgusting."
"Uh, yes..."
Haotou took two steps back, jumped back with a smile, but there was deep doubt in his eyes.
"It turns out that the mage has long seen that Cui Ying'er is not an ordinary person, but what is she? It's so strange, why can she turn the severed palms of the soldiers on Lingnan Road into Biluo? This Pingsha Town is so far away from that Lingnan Road
, but there are several counties separated by it, how did she do it? Could it be that the Biluo she 'did' before was..."
Zhou Yidao: "You will naturally know the ending after watching this."
The mini-head began to bounce back and forth next to monk Zhou Yi's robe again, looking very irritable.
"When can we see it? Oh my, we are really anxious to death! That's right, does the mage really not care about their affairs?"
"Those who were mistakenly rescued by Ye Ma from the murals are all murderous and evil people. They are killing each other right now. Why should the young monk care about their life and death? It is not too late to take action in the end."
…
In the next two days, Zhou Yi started a leisurely vacation mode in Pingsha Town.
Stroll around the town, study Buddhist scriptures, and watch a martial arts film in which a group of prisoners from the hidden sect fight to the death for the legendary immortal fruit - jujube and pear.
A few days ago, as soon as he arrived at Luoxia Inn, three hidden masters who were imprisoned in the mural arrived.
It's not that they wanted to repay Zhou Yi.
After all, they still don't know who saved them.
Instead, he is following another prisoner - Cui Hu, the brother of Cui Ying'er, the former inn owner.
In addition to the three of them, there are eight other hidden masters who were imprisoned in the murals in the past, ambushing them outside the inn.
In other words, the Cui Hu brothers and sisters faced a situation of two against eleven.
Fortunately, in order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Hidden Sect, both parties unanimously chose to keep a low profile, and the fighting took place in a secluded and uninhabited wilderness.
This allows Zhou Yi not to worry about them affecting innocent people for the time being.
As for Zhou Yi, when he summoned the night horse at Yeguo Temple that day, he originally just wanted to rescue Wei Youniang and Zhuo Mengyuan who were trapped in the mural.
This accident only occurred because of the extra word "du".
Although he is a simple monk who doesn't like to meddle much in other people's business.
But since he unintentionally released those vicious traitors from the Hidden Sect, he should be the one to put an end to it himself.
This is cause and effect, but also responsibility.
"Just think of it as watching TV dramas. Amitabha, the little monk's fun is always so simple and unpretentious."
Another day, dawn.
The faint morning light comes.
Zhou Yi opened his eyes and habitually summoned the latest black letters of the day immediately.
"People are almost dead, is this the end soon...
Sure enough, after a long journey, we finally made it back to Pingsha Town."