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Chapter 159 Want to modify the terms of the contract?no way dear
In the boundless night, a gray figure rises and falls rapidly in the night, and the figure flickers, as if teleporting. The Fang Ding and patrolling soldiers along the way often seem to see a gray figure at a glance. The figure disappeared without a trace at the next glance.

Although the gray figure hardly attracted the attention of any Fang Ding or patrol soldiers, he also did not notice that there was a figure in black on top of his head, who was like a nighthawk in Chang'an. Hovering in the sky, a pair of eyes fixed on him.

After crossing half of Chang'an, the gray figure finally appeared in the hall of a mansion in Yongjiafang in the north of the city.

puff!
After a few quick blows, the man in gray lit a lampstand on the side of the hall with a torch in his hand, and suddenly the hall was dimly illuminated by the dim yellow light.

After lighting the first lamp, the man in gray did not continue to light other lamps, but stopped, sat cross-legged under the lamp stand, and began to recite scriptures in a low voice.

A few minutes later, a gust of wind blew from the yard, rattling the windows of the hall.

Just after the wind stopped, a figure in black sat opposite the man in gray.

"Yifan, what are you doing here?"

The man in black said in an impatient tone. "You haven't finished what you promised us..."

The man in gray raised his head and said in a calm tone.

"Brother Fa Ya is dead!"

"When you die, you die..."

The man in black said indifferently.

"The deal between you and us is that you will help us send Li Zitong out of Chang'an, and we will help you save a person from Xi Neiyuan Yuan from the Forbidden Army's garrison. As for whether that person is dead or alive, it is not within the scope of our transaction. ……Who?"

The man in black waved his hand, and the two windows of the hall burst open, and then his figure passed through the window like a ghost, and appeared outside the hall.

The moonlight was like water, falling on the courtyard of the mansion.

A little milk cat was lying on the wall of the mansion, with big eyes open, looking at the man in black with a cute face.

After looking around, the man in black walked in through the window again and landed in front of the man in gray.

"Who is outside?" the man in gray asked in a deep voice.

"No one..." The man in black shook his head. "It's me who is suspicious. There is nothing outside except a kitten."

"cat?"

After hearing what the man in black said, the man in gray seemed to have thought of something, jumped up instantly, and jumped out of the window.

The moonlight is like silver, and a clear light falls in the courtyard of the mansion.

The man in gray looked over carefully, the walls, the yard, the corners, the roof...everywhere was empty, and there was no sign of a cat at all.

After a while, the body of the man in gray went through the window again and returned to the room.

"What does the cat look like to you?"

"It's just an ordinary kitten, it should be raised by someone nearby!" the man in black said casually. "This is irrelevant, just like the life and death of that monk Fa Ya."

"How could it be irrelevant?"

The man in gray raised his head, revealing Monk Yifan's face. "Brother Fa Ya is already dead, why should the poor monk cooperate with you?"

The corners of the man in black's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer, he reached into his arms, took out a piece of paper, and shook it towards Monk Yifan.

"Monk Yifan, it is clearly written in the contract between you and us that you must first help us send Li Zitong out of Chang'an, and then we will help you rescue a person from Yuan Cong's prison. After the contract is signed, There should be no prevarication for any reason.”

The man in black looked at Monk Yifan and said in a threatening tone.

"Do you understand what it means not to shirk for any reason? It means that whether the budding monk is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with our contract. You can't use this reason to refuse to do what you should do. things."

"But Senior Brother Fa Ya is dead," Monk Yi Fan said in a deep voice, "Even if the poor monk helps you send Li Zitong out, who else can you help me save?"

"It doesn't matter..."

The man in black shrugged.

"There are so many people in Yuan Cong's prison, we will give you a roster, and we will save whoever you say you want to save!"

"..."

Monk Yifan, the man in gray, looked at the man in black silently, without saying a word.

"Why, do you really want to go back on your word?"

Seeing Monk Yifan's expression, the man in black snorted coldly.

"According to your request, Jing Jing'er set off for Chang'an more than ten days ago and will arrive soon. Now you say you don't plan to cooperate with us? Monk Yifan, are you teasing us?"

The man in black lowered his head and looked at Monk Yifan with dangerous eyes.

"Someone told you that no one in the world can tease our Kongkong Jingjing, not even your Fahuazong! Do you, Monk Yifan, want your Fahuazong to see the tricks of Kongkonger who never fails? "

The scene suddenly became stagnant...

At this time, in the mansion next door to them, a certain Taoist priest in white was wearing a large earphone, listening to the voice from inside with a serious face.

"It turns out that Li Zitong is not colluding with the Fahua Sect, but the Kongkong Jingjing... Now it will be difficult..."

The Taoist priest in white touched his chin, his little face was full of tangles.

"Kong Kong Jing Jing has nothing to do with Pindao. What Pindao wants is evidence of Fahuazong's conspiracy, not evidence of Fahuazong's exoneration."

"Ouch..."

A certain little milk cat lazily replied beside him.

"What? Little guy, you said that no matter what the situation is, Pindao will always bring Yifan's body with him, and he was forced to die in the past?"

A look of excitement appeared on the face of the Taoist priest in white.

"But if you do this, doesn't it seem a bit unnatural?"

"Ouch..."

The little milk cat waved its paws, indicating that it didn't mean that at all.

"Oh, you said anyway, what His Majesty Li Yuan wants is an excuse, and it doesn't matter if it's unnatural. Anyway, it can't be more outrageous than the Taishang Laojun showing his holiness on Yangjiao Mountain, right?"

Kong Qing nodded thoughtfully.

"It's so reasonable. I never thought you would be so insidious, little guy."

The little milk cat glared at Kong Qing, then jumped up, jumped onto his shoulder, and slapped Kong Qing's face with its little paw, but even the angry little milk cat was very measured, He didn't show his sharp claws.

"Ooooooooooo..."

"Okay, okay, I admit that what I said just now is all my own idea..."

Kong Qing picked up the little milk cat and rubbed it vigorously.

"I'm a bad person, I'm very sinister, okay... Stop making trouble, the other side is talking again."

The little milk cat turned its head with a look of disdain, and pushed Kong Qing's face with its small paws.

"Ow!"

"It's not impossible for me to send Li Zitong out..."

After a period of stalemate, Monk Yifan finally took the lead in bowing his head and giving in.

"But let's forget about saving people from the prison of the Imperial Army. I want you to change the thing of saving people into helping me arrest someone."

"It's written clearly in black and white, it's clear..."

The man in black took out the contract again and shook.

"The contract signed by me, Kongkong Jingjing, will definitely be completed perfectly. If I say to help you save people, I will definitely help you save people. We will not let you breach the contract, and we will not breach the contract ourselves."

Facing this man in black who doesn't care about oil and salt, Yi Fan said a little depressed.

"The people the poor monk wants to save have already passed away, so can't saving people be exchanged for another condition?"

The man in black looked at Yifan with calm eyes, and said calmly.

"So when you signed the contract, you made it clear that you were going to rescue that budding monk, not just saving a person in the prison of the Yuan Cong Imperial Army."

"Didn't you say that in order to avoid risks, you should refer to someone?"

"of course!"

The man in black said confidently.

"That Germination monk was charged with treason. Who knew he could live for a few days in prison. If someone had written to help you rescue the living Germination monk, wouldn't he be breaking the contract now? This risk is very high. All right!"

Monk Yifan blinked, he realized that he had nothing to say.

"Then tell me directly, how can you help the poor monk catch someone."

"One yard owned by a yard……"

The man in black put away the contract in his hand, and then took out a blank contract.

"It's still the old rule, either pay the money or do the work, let's sign another contract."

In another mansion, a Taoist priest in white was holding the earphone with one hand, and was beating the ground desperately with the other.

"Why does this empty-handed man open his mouth and say he can't break the contract, but shut up and sign the contract? Is he a devil?"

The little milk cat looked at Kong Qing who was beating the ground with sympathy.

This stupid human being is sick again!
At this time, although Monk Yifan didn't know that there was such a Taoist priest in white watching them in another mansion, but seeing the contract handed over by the man in black, Monk Yifan couldn't help feeling like a certain person. The Taoist priest in white feels exactly the same.

"What did you say? Let's sign another contract?"

"That's right!"

The man in black said calmly.

"Since you have new requirements, you will naturally sign a new contract."

Even Monk Yifan, who has been sitting in meditation since he was a child, has a deep concentration, but at this moment he feels a little bit broken.

"Why is it so troublesome? Just change the conditions and it's over? You don't have to force your way into Yuan Cong's prison..."

"No, I have a good reputation as an empty and empty spirit, and I can't ruin it in someone's hands."

The man in black said with certainty.

"As long as you can send Li Zitong out of Chang'an, we will definitely help you rescue a person from prison, but now if you want us to arrest someone for you, you have to sign a new contract."

Monk Yifan let out a long breath, then lowered his head helplessly.

"Okay, that poor monk will sign another contract with you."

"now it's right……"

The tone of the man in black suddenly became enthusiastic. He handed out a new contract with some hospitality, and pointed at it twice with his hand.

"Come here, here, write down what you want someone to do, and then I will give you an answer after thinking about it."

Monk Yifan shook his head helplessly, picked up a pen and began to write seriously on the paper, and the man in black who was standing beside him also walked over, reading and repeating.

In the mansion on the other side, a Taoist priest in white was also hugging a kitten, listening quietly with headphones on.

"The person you want us to arrest is... Chang'an Qingdu Guanzhangyuan, Taoist Qingwei!"

(End of this chapter)