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Chapter 20 Let that old thing go, we will seek revenge for the righteous master

boom!
The body of a monk dressed in black and with a black cloth baotou crossed a parabola, climbed over the two-meter-high courtyard wall, and fell heavily on the street outside.

Beside him, there were five or six people dressed in the same clothes in a mess.

"For the sake of the Buddha, I will let you go today."

The gate of the house was opened, and Molly's figure emerged from the night, suddenly appearing under the lantern in front of the gate, with a black face under the dim yellow light, like a ghost.

"Next time you dare to enter a certain territory, don't blame his subordinates for being ruthless!"

As he said that, Morissin waved his hand, and threw the last burly leader on the street like garbage.

"get out!"

The leading brother who rolled on the ground a few times rubbed his shoulders, and wanted to say a few harsh words, but when he saw the black face opposite, who seemed to be completely inhuman, he still put the words in his throat Swallowed it back again.

"Let's go..."

Then, the gang of black-clothed monks who had come out in high spirits to make a fortune just supported each other and left in despair.

Kunlun Numoli stood in front of his door, looking at the departing monks indifferently.

After seeing these monks leaving Guiyifang through the secret door in the corner of the wall, he turned around and returned to his home, and closed the door heavily.

"Brother..."

After getting out of the secret door in the wall of Guiyifang, a big man in black with a gray face clutching his waist looked at the burly elder brother who took the lead. "Is that all for today?"

"How could it be possible to let it go like this." The leading brother swept around the defeated soldiers who were supporting each other, and said fiercely. "I have never suffered such a big loss. I must get this place back."

"Then what are you going to do, brother?"

Another big man in black with a bruised nose and a swollen face approached.

"Do you want us to mobilize our brothers and sisters to settle accounts with that Kunlun slave? That old guy can beat a few of us, but I don't believe he can win dozens of people..."

"Don't touch that Kunlun slave yet." The elder brother who took the lead waved his hands with a stern look on his face. "That Kunlun slave is very powerful. I guess the only one in Zhuangyan Temple who can securely beat that old guy is Uncle Yifan."

"Then let's go find Master Yifan..." another black-clothed monk who was beaten blurted out without hesitation.

"Are you an idiot?"

The elder brother who took the lead glared at the black-clothed monk bitterly.

"Don't tell me you want us to tell Uncle Yifan that we plan to rob this Kunlun slave's house, and then they beat him out. What do you think Uncle Yifan will do?"

The black-clothed monk who was being scolded shrank his head and remained silent.

"Senior brother, is our sin today worthless?" Another limping monk in black said indignantly.

"Of course not..." The leading brother's tone slowed down. "Don't worry about Kunlun Slave, let's find a solution slowly, but this time the task that Uncle Fazheng entrusted to us is not this old guy..."

"Brother, didn't you say that we are going to this Kunlun slave's house to find money?"

Several black-clothed monks nearby said strangely at the same time. "Why is the mission changed now?"

"Cough cough!"

The elder brother who took the lead coughed twice and said in a very embarrassed tone.

"Actually, the task Uncle Fazheng gave me was to lead my brothers to find the bad luck of a little white-faced Taoist priest who dared to set up a hexagram stall in front of our Zhuangyan Temple, and arrest him.

It's just that this little white-faced Taoist priest really earns too much, so a certain one decided to bring his brothers to get some pocket money.

Junior Brother Jingming found out that this little Taoist priest saved all the money he earned from our Zhuangyan Temple in the home of that Kunlun slave, so we found this Kunlun slave..."

After a brief explanation, the leading brother tapped his head, which was wrapped in black cloth, annoyed.

"Someone was negligent about this matter. Someone should have thought that since that little white-faced Taoist dared to safely deposit money with this Kunlun slave, it meant that this Kunlun slave must not be simple."

Having said that, the leader waved his hand fiercely.

"But it doesn't matter. I will report the matter of this Kunlun slave to Master Fazheng and let him make a decision. We just need to catch that little Taoist priest who robbed dozens of guns from our Zhuangyan Temple in one day."

"Dozens of strings?"

After hearing this number, the remaining monks who were beaten also forgot the hatred of the Kunlun slave and started clamoring.

"Listen to senior brother, we must deal with that little white-faced Taoist priest... Hiss, it hurts!"

Just when the gang of monks in the Zhuangyan Temple were planning how to deal with a certain little white-faced Taoist priest, the little white-faced Taoist priest they mentioned had already collected all the wool on his map and returned to Qingdu Temple contentedly.

Although it was very hard tonight, Kong Qing rushed to more than a dozen places within two hours, but the harvest made him very satisfied.

Each of the eight yellow leeks gave him one to two points of merit!
There's no way, this group of guys who made a small mistake can get so much wool, it's not bad, after all, there are crutches to lean on, so what bicycles are needed!

Different from the bunch of yellow leeks, the two pink leeks gave Kong Qing nearly ten points of merit, while the deep red leeks, that is, the merit points that Wang Ergouzi not only regretted before and after, gave Kong Qing Kong Qing was around ten points, and after Kong Qing executed him, he once again gave Kong Qing sixty points of merit...

This is quality and quantity without price increase!

That is to say, for the actions tonight, Kong Qing can almost get close to [-] points of merit.

Another ten consecutive draws is enough!

Kong Qing, who was in a good mood, quietly flew into Qingduguan's room through the open window. Looking at the more than 100 merit points on the system panel, he couldn't hold back his desire to draw a lottery.

Maybe he can draw out the Nine-Turn Mysterious Kung Fu at this moment, and then he will have a long life, and he will prove the Tao with strength in the future!

But just when Kong Qing's consciousness was about to touch the lottery drawing panel, his body shook suddenly, and then he restrained himself abruptly.

No, there is still preparation work to be done!
Although it is said that Xuan does not change wrongs and Krypton does not change fate, but in the face of such a major event related to his life and future, he should be cautious when he should be cautious.

So, Kong Qing ran to the kitchen of Qingduguan, boiled a pot of hot water for himself, dragged out the large bathtub he had customized, and took out towels, shower gel, soap, and shampoo. something like...

Take a comfortable bath first!

That's right, the towels, shower gel, soap, and shampoo above are all by-products of Kong Qing's lucky draw.Kong Qing even got silk quilts, buckwheat husk pillows, four-piece Luo Lai bedding sets, etc...

The lottery system is really all-encompassing!
After Kong Qing finished bathing, he put on his spotless ancient suit again, looked in the mirror, and confirmed that there was no black spot on his whole body, and his cheeks were even more rosy, after being different... …

He went to the main hall of Qingdu Temple again, and very devoutly offered three sticks of incense to the old gentleman enshrined there!
That's right, the main hall of Qingdu Temple does not enshrine Sanqing, but Taishang Laojun alone.

This is not because the statues of the Qingdu Temple are wrong, but because there is no such thing as the Three Purities in Taoist sects.

In fact, whether it is the Tianshi Dao founded by Zhang Daoling at first, or the Taiping Dao founded later, Lao Tzu, that is, the Supreme Lord, is regarded as the highest god of Taoism.

It wasn't until the Southern and Northern Dynasties that Tao Hongjing, a high-ranking Taoist of the Shangqing School (also called the Maoshan School), combined the theories of Confucianism and Buddhism, and forcibly created a Taoist supreme god, that is, the Yuanshi Heavenly King. It's just the words of the Shangqing faction.

In the early Tang Dynasty, even the Shangqing sect who created Yuanshi Tianzun did not worship the Sanqing, let alone the Qingdu temple where Kong Qing was.

After bathing and changing clothes, washing hands and burning incense, Kong Qing rubbed her little hands and sat down on her bed.

"System, draw a lottery!"

　The signing contract has been sent out, and those who want to invest can hurry up!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)