Jiayou fun things

Chapter 404 Black Sky
Xuanyan Xian Dynasty, in the northeast corner, is adjacent to Dazheng Xian Dynasty, Jinge County.

Canghailou ruled the three great immortal dynasties, with a vast territory and countless vassal states.The three great celestial dynasties formed an excellent buffer zone with countless vassal states.Only the Xuanyan Dynasty and the Dazheng Dynasty, here in Jinge County, directly border each other.

Because the Canghai Tower strictly forbids conflicts between the officials of the Xian Dynasty under the rule, the Jinge County of the Xuanyan Xian Dynasty and the Yajiao County of the opposite Dazheng Xian Dynasty are named Junzhi, but in fact they have territories the size of three or five states. , only normal tax officials were stationed in charge of land scraping, other than that, other administrative officials and troops were not stationed.

Here, it became the cecum of the two great immortal dynasties.

As time went by, countless desperate bandits, rogue cultivators, dilapidated families, etc. all poured into these two counties seeking a way out.

Gradually, this place has completely become a no-nonsense zone.

Gradually becoming a local power, as long as it has dealt with the tax officials sent by the two great immortal dynasties, and obediently handed over the offering, it can run amok, and even "replace the king's law with family law".

One can imagine the confusion.

It was dusk when Lu Yu met the funeral procession of the evil sect in the mountain.

Tern City of Golden Pavilion County, this is a small town in the north of the central part of Golden Pavilion County. There are many green mountains, bandits, evil cultivators, monsters, and some other inexplicable and unknown evil things.

Outside Tern City, beside the great lake, there is a row of cliffs stretching for thousands of miles, with many bird's nests on them, which are full of terns with black backs and white bellies. .At dusk, countless terns that went hunting on the Great Lake flapped their wings, harnessed the evening wind, and returned to their nests one after another.

The sky is full of the sound of flapping wings. When the lake wind blows, countless bird feathers fly all over the sky, and even the unscrupulous terns move their bellies in the air, and the sky is full of bird droppings. The air is filled with the smell of fish and The smell of feces makes people want to vomit.

Twenty miles away from Tern's City, on a remote cliff, a lonely small temple collapsed feebly in the shadow of a hill.In the setting sun, people who are a little far away and have poor eyesight can hardly notice the existence of this small temple.

The sound of 'beep beep' from the wooden fish came from afar, and at dusk, the monks in the small temple were doing evening classes.In the Buddhist hall, two skinny young monks were leading more than twenty young monks who were also skinny, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

The host of the small temple was the bald man who changed into Lu Tong's appearance and killed Jinkeng, forcing Lu Tong to escape from the temple.

At this moment, he returned to his original appearance, sitting in the small thatched pavilion in the backyard, smiling and looking at the fat monk sitting opposite him, holding a huge wine gourd and gulping down wine.

This bald man was as thin as a stick insect.

And the great monk sitting opposite him was a very obese cabbage caterpillar, round and plump, with tender and trembling fat under the skin, which almost broke through the thin skin and burst out.

The fat monk is slightly shorter than the bald man by an inch or two in stature, but his waist is at least thirty or forty thicker than the bald man's. Sitting cross-legged under the pavilion, he looks like a mountain of meat, almost filling up the pavilion. With not much space, the bald man had to be ejected abruptly from the thatched pavilion.

Sip after sip of wine, the fat monk hiccupped and cast a sidelong glance at the bald man.

"When the distinguished guests come, you must have some sprinkles for dinner!"

The bald man smiled slightly and nodded lightly: "The small temple is poor, and there is no budget for dinner... Besides, the small temple adheres to the precepts and does not eat after noon."

The fat monk was stunned, and sneezed heavily at the bald man.

He fumbled in his sleeve with his right hand for a while, and with a 'snap', he slapped the bald man hard on a box that was one foot square, green in color like glass, with countless gold threads growing inside, apparently made of some kind of strange wood. before.

Opening the box, inside is a box full of top-quality pearls that are only the size of pigeon eggs, but are round in shape, silver-gray in color, and the silvery light that emits can almost blind people's eyes.

"Pure suffering? No clear suffering!"

"No, there is a great benefactor like me here!"

"Hey, let the little bald donkeys outside take it and exchange it for money, and make good wine and meat... If there is a good brothel in Yen'er City, it's okay to ask a few girls to play the pipa and blow the flute." OK!"

"Hey... You guy, your life is really meaningless."

"For things like precepts, it's okay to keep them once in a while... how about learning from me? For example, in the past two hours and three quarters of an hour, I have kept the precept of killing for a long time."

The bald man withdrew his smile, twitched his mouth, and looked at the box of pearls: "Where did this thing come from?"

The fat monk smiled even brighter: "I'm not in Xuanfeng City, can you stop those idiots for you? Huh, since their Void Teleportation Formation was shattered, I also shattered their imperial city by the way." In the bedroom of several concubines, I took some money for wine."

The bald man stared straight at the fat monk.

The fat monk looked at the bald man with a smile.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the bald man sighed, took out a pearl from the box, and stood up slowly: "Forget it, those little disciples are so innocent, they have never touched these worldly mortal things on their hands." Don't ruin their practice... I'll buy you good wine and meat."

"Remember, the Buddha blamed it, and this guilt is all yours."

The bald man said to the fat monk very seriously: "The precepts must be observed!"

The bald man shook his body and disappeared.

The fat monk held up the wine gourd, gulped down a few gulps of the old wine, and muttered in a low voice: "Buddha... Frightening, I have practiced for so many years, and I have never even seen one of the legendary Arhats and Bodhisattvas, Buddha?"

"The precepts? Hehe, Buddha, I believe in the Buddha's mind that everything I do is the precepts... Then, the Buddha is the one who keeps the precepts!"

"Hey, really, everyone is no different from bandits, so what are the rules?"

"If you really abide by the rules and regulations, what are you doing with that unlucky baby who ran to kill people? What are you doing for that little thief in Fahai who is balding? Hehe... Yuan Lingtian's Buddhist sect has a clear reputation. Monks are corrupted."

"Hey, that little thief in Fahai is bald, how pitiful. I don't know what he looks like now."

"If he can survive for a year under the joint pursuit of Canghai Tower and Baoguang Pavilion, will he be recruited?"

"Tsk tsk, how could the bald little thief from Jinlian survive for a year under their hands? Here, there is also the matter of the crazy girl in the photo studio... This killed her precious son."

While the fat monk was muttering, the bald man had already arrived in Tern City in one step.

Above the Tern City, in the sky thousands of feet above the ground, a bronze mirror was suspended above a cloud of clouds, emitting a dim ray of light across the bald man's body.

The bald man let the mirror light sweep over his body, and walked across the street unhurriedly.

This mirror was set up by the landlord of Tern City, the Ouyang clan who fled from other places 300 years ago. It was specially used to monitor the monks entering and leaving the city, and strictly guarded against their own enemies, or those who took office in Tern City 300 years ago. The remnants of the landlords sneaked into the city.

In Tern's City, there is only one tax official and ten small officials.

There are nearly a thousand people in the clan. According to legend, the Ouyang clan whose ancestors in the Void Realm sit in half step is the actual ruler of Tern City.With a scale of nearly [-], the Tern City Defense Army, which is mainly composed of furnace-level monks and a small number of fire-level monks, is the private army of the Ouyang clan, and tightly controls the territory of more than a thousand miles.

The bald man didn't care about all of this.

He was stationed in the Golden Pavilion County because of the chaos here... and some ulterior secrets.

On weekdays, he went in and out of Tern City without causing any trouble.

He entered the city today, and he didn't feel any danger.

Not to mention Tern City, no one in the entire Golden Pavilion County is qualified to make people feel the slightest bit of danger.

He entered the city calmly, found a pawn shop opened by the Ouyang clan in the city, and directly put the extremely precious night pearl in front of the pawnshop Chaofeng.

"My Buddha is merciful, this is incense money donated by a benefactor, and please exchange it for one or two." The bald man smiled and bowed to Chao Bong behind the counter: "Young monk, die, don't redeem it... In terms of price, I also ask the old gentleman to take pity on the poverty of the small temple and give me a little preferential treatment."

Old Chaofeng's eyes lit up, and he picked up the pearl and looked at it seriously.

The bald man was not in a hurry, and stood quietly in front of the counter, watching Lao Chaofeng use various methods to test the bead.

In the Ouyang Clan's main house in the south of Tern City, a deacon who was in charge of daily monitoring of the whole city hurried to the study of the current Patriarch of the Ouyang Clan, and handed over a portrait lightly.

"This person is on our territory."

The current Patriarch of the Ouyang Clan is a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and a good appearance.

He took the portrait, and his eyes widened suddenly: "How is it possible? According to the news from above, this guy is clearly wandering in the northwest... He has looted several state capitals in a row!"

Taking a deep breath, Patriarch Ouyang let out a faint red light from his face: "It seems that we are going to make a contribution this time. Send the news back to Xuanfeng City quickly, and use the most urgent blood feather talisman to reach His Majesty." , there must be no mistake."

Patriarch Ouyang was so excited that he trembled all over his body: "Unexpectedly, such a big man is hidden in the little Tern City? No matter whether he is a clone or a supernatural power, this credit is enough for us to move away from this shitty place. , change to a rich residence?"

In an instant, an urgent letter was transmitted to Xuanfeng City through a secretly set up miniature magic circle like lightning. After a few turns of hands, it was transmitted to Xuan Taiyi who was squatting beside the ruins of Dajinshan Temple.

"This..." Xuan Taiyi exclaimed, and immediately ordered: "You must live!"

(End of this chapter)