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Chapter 256 This thing that can't even fly is Xiancha?

Snapped!
A sharp dagger with a letter on it passed through the window of the Qingdu Observation Hall and shot towards Kong Qing who was telling the fortune of a lucky pilgrim in the hall.

Amidst the horror on the face of the pilgrim opposite, Kong Qing casually raised his hand, clamped the index finger and middle finger, and clamped the dagger with the letter between his fingers.

"Without a colorful phoenix and flying wings, but with a heart that understands everything!"

The corners of Kong Qing's mouth were slightly raised, and he showed a gentle and comforting smile to the frightened pilgrim.

"You don't have to worry, Mr. Li. The young lady of the Li family who lives in the alley has a lot of love for you. The two of you have a good understanding, so you just go back and ask someone to propose marriage with confidence..."

As he said that, Kong Qing twirled his five fingers, and the dagger spun around in his hand, and the letter stuck on it disappeared.

"As the saying goes, the red luan moves with the stars, and the three lives are destined for each other. Your marriage, sir, will definitely come true!"

"is it?"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the young pilgrim stood up happily and bowed to Kong Qing.

"If I can get a wife from the Li family, I will never forget your great kindness, little fairy."

"No need, no need! You are destined to be married, so what is the merit of poverty."

Kong Qing shook his whisk lightly.

"However, as the saying goes, a woman from a family needs to be hired by hundreds of families. Besides you, there are several other families who are also planning to ask for employment. For example, the Wang family next to your alley, if you are late..."

Before Kong Qing finished speaking, he saw the pilgrim's figure flashed and rushed out of the door.

"Little Immortal, take a step first, and bring your wife to kowtow to the Little Immortal after the marriage is fulfilled."

"Ha ha……"

Seeing the back of the pilgrim going away, the smile on Kong Qing's face suddenly became weird.

"Kowtow to Pindao for your marriage achievement. Do you think that Pindao won't know about the fact that you have stayed behind closed doors for three consecutive months after your marriage achievement?"

As he spoke, Kong Qing shook his hand, and the dagger in his hand turned into a letter, and then he glanced at it casually.

"It was written by Jing Jinger again... Huh?"

A solemn look appeared on Kong Qing's face.

"Tonight, Monk Zhixi and Monk Ji Zang will move together to transfer the treasure, but Monk Ji Zang actually leaked the news to Fu Yi, planning to come to a praying mantis to catch cicadas, with the oriole behind..."

After repeatedly reading the letter in his hand twice, Kong Qing blinked silently.

"Monk Ji Zang actually intends to rob Monk Zhixi, what kind of fairy tale is this? Has Monk Zhixi's future changed again?"

That's right!Even for Kong Qing's identification technique, the future he can see is not static, at best it can only be said to be a relatively high possibility, which is why the future seen by the identification technique will be in gray font. …

But the problem is that Monk Zhixi's future is changing too fast!
During this period of time, Kong Qing has identified seven or eight different routes...

"Forget it, no matter how many times he comes, I will only go all the way!"

Kong Qing snapped his fingers.

"Pindao is staring at the monk Zhixi who may escape the golden cicada's shell, as for the others..."

Whoosh!
A beautiful young man in fancy clothes rushed in from outside the side hall.

"Yaodao, why are you looking for a certain..."

"Take it!"

Kong Qing handed the letter to the handsome young man.

"Go to Cheng Yaojin of Tiance Mansion, give him this letter, and say that it was sent by Pindao for you."

"What are you kidding?"

The beautifully dressed young man looked at Kong Qing with an angry face, but took the letter in his hand without hesitation.

"Mr. Sanlang of a certain Lord of Huashan Mansion, could it be that he is doing book mail for you..."

Before he could finish his words, people rushed out of the gate of the side hall quickly, and his voice could be heard from a distance.

"...is it?"

……

"All of you, be vigilant to someone!"

Cheng Yaojin stood in front of Anhua Gate, pouted, and said to the guard in front of the gate solemnly.

"Those thieves in Chang'an City are used to hiding, so as long as the vehicle is going out, no matter who it belongs to, it must be carefully checked, and the burglar must not be allowed to hide in the car and leave."

"General Cheng, don't worry!"

The guards replied energetically one by one.

"It's ten pennies for a snitch, some people can figure it out, and they won't relax."

"Ok!"

Cheng Yaojin nodded, turned around and walked towards the top of the city wall, planning to continue patrolling the city tower. Just as he walked up to the city wall, he saw a stern, reluctant Hua Hua suddenly appearing in front of him. The handsome boy was holding a letter in his hand.

"Cheng Yaojin, this is a letter from Yaodao Qingwei!"

In the next moment, before Cheng Yaojin realized what had happened, the handsome young man in gorgeous clothes disappeared, leaving only a letter floating in the air and falling towards the ground.

"A letter from Qingwei to someone?"

Cheng Yaojin bent down suspiciously of the letter, picked it up from the ground, opened it and looked at it twice, then immediately closed the letter, turned his head to look left and right vigilantly, and then simply didn't even think about it. Going up, he put the letter directly into his arms, turned around and walked towards the hitching post beside the city gate.

"Come here, prepare the horse for this general!"

……

Amidst the turbulent undercurrent, Chang'an City once again entered the night.

hum!
With a deep sound, a small boat with a length of six to seven meters, surrounded by clouds and mist, appeared in front of the gate of Yanxing Temple.

Monk Ji Zang stood at the stern of the boat, holding the scull at the stern of the boat with both hands, slowly input mana, and shook it back and forth. The boat seemed to be really driving on water, sliding forward on the streets of Chang'an City...

The boat circled around the streets of Chang'an City, avoiding the eyes of the patrolling soldiers every now and then, like a slippery loach, sailing smoothly in the direction of Qinglongfang.

"Is this Yan Zun Xiancha?"

An old Taoist standing in the air looked down at the boat driven by Monk Jizang from a distance, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"The old man thought you said Xiancha is such a good thing, who knew it was such a thing..."

"Although it's broken, it was once a Shenzhou!"

A Taoist priest in white encouraged him.

"At least this thing can be driven on the ground, how amazing! How about waiting for this thing to get your hands on, and Pindao will be your driver for the real man, where you want to go, the real man, Pindao will stand behind and shake the oar for you..."

"do not!"

Qingxiazi waved her hand with a strange expression on her face.

"The old man doesn't plan to ride this thing around the market, he can't afford to lose this man."

Half an hour later, Monk Ji Zang rode the scull and drove the Yan Zun Xiancha to the Riyan Temple in Qinglongfang, and parked the boat in front of the side hall.

Just as the boat came to a stop, monk Zhixi stepped out of the side hall, clasped his hands together, and bowed to monk Ji Zang.

"Great Monk Jizang is indeed a believer!"

"Don't dare to be..."

Monk Ji Zang let go of the oar in his hand and got off the boat.

"This old man is just trying his best. Now that the fairy cha has arrived, Monk Zhixi, let's hurry up and load it!"

"Good!"

Monk Zhixi nodded.

"However, before loading, Xiancha still has to be restored to its original form."

With that said, Zhixi took a few steps forward, walked to the door of Yan Zunxiancha's cabin, slapped a talisman beside her with her hand, and let out a sigh of relief!
call!
When a gust of wind blew up, the [-]-[-] meter boat began to grow longer and wider in an instant, and even knocked the walls of the already dilapidated Riyan Temple into a row.

Half a minute later, the small boat that looked like a black canopy boat turned into a large boat more than ten meters long and four or five meters wide.

"Come……"

After restoring Yan Zun Xiancha to its original state, Monk Zhixi turned around and waved towards the side hall, and four or five monks with big arms, round waists, and fleshy faces came out of the hall, carrying boxes and cages with large and small bags, and began to move things to the boat.

Monk Ji Zang pretended to be helping, and ran back and forth twice to confirm the authenticity of these boxes.

That's right, those things he marked.

After moving all the boxes to the boat, monk Zhixi waved his sleeves and led the four or five monks with big waists to Yan Zun Xiancha.

"Great Monk Jizang, let me go!"

"Good!"

Monk Ji Zang agreed, holding the thicker oar with both hands, and inputting mana.

Amidst the low roar, this huge fairy tree, with its own generation of clouds and mist, slowly floated up, and drove out of the Riyan Temple along the wall that was hit, and drove towards the direction of Qujiang Pond.

Under the moonlight, clouds and mist shroud the sides of this fairy boat, and the hull shimmers, and the special effects are really cool.

"Great Monk Jizang..."

Monk Zhixi looked at this beautiful Xiancha, and said solemnly.

"The old monk has only now discovered that there is a very inappropriate point in a certain plan."

"What's wrong..."

Monk Ji Zang looked at Monk Zhixi with some doubts.

"What's wrong?"

"This fairy tree is really too gorgeous..."

Monk Zhixi pointed to the hull of the ship, which was as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night, and smiled wryly.

"If we drive in this way, I'm afraid we will be spotted by those patrolling warships before we dive into Qujiang Pond."

Monk Ji Zang looked down at the gorgeous hull of Xiancha, and his face became a little dull.

Why did the boat, which was so low-key at the beginning, become so arrogant after returning to its original appearance?

"What do you think, Great Monk Zhixi?"

"so!"

Monk Zhixi pointed in the direction of Qujiang Pond with his hand.

"The old monk intends to stir up the water in Qujiang Pond and turn it into clouds and mist, covering the entire Qujiang Pond and blocking the light of Xiancha, but you can take advantage of this time, Monk Jizang, to drive Xiancha out of Qujiang Pond , into the Yellow Ditch..."

After hearing what Monk Zhixi said, Monk Ji Zang asked with some doubts.

"Then the old man drove the boat out, great monk, what should you do?"

"The old monk has lived on the roof for a long time, and he is also familiar with water skills. As long as the great monk waits for the old monk in the Yellow Quay for a while, the old monk will naturally swim out of Chang'an and go to the Huangqu Qu to find you! Of course, if something happens to the old monk... ..."

Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Monk Jizang, and smiled calmly.

"The matter of sending these disciples of our sect and these magical artifacts back to the rooftop, I can only entrust them to you, Great Monk Ji Zang."

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

Looking at Monk Zhixi with a calm face, Monk Ji Zang couldn't help clasping his hands together and bowing solemnly in return!

"Monk Zhixi, please rest assured, if such a thing really happens, someone will definitely return these dharma artifacts to their original owners!"

(End of this chapter)