Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 42 The Virgin Is Myself?
On the border between Dazhen and Dali, a seemingly powerful caravan is crossing the border area, transporting a batch of materials unique to Dali to Dazhen.

Inside the ebony carriage, the space seemed to be several times larger than it looked from the outside. A young girl in her [-]s was frowning as she looked at the thick ledger. The boring content on it made her drowsy.

At this time, someone knocked on the car door.

"Come in, Forbe."

An old man with gray hair and a benevolent look entered the car and bowed his hands.

"Miss, there are results."

"Oh, how is it?" The girl regained her spirits immediately and put down the account book.

"That pitiful girl did enter the wilderness with his stupid guard."

"I knew she was not an ordinary person, and her guard was not an ordinary person either." The girl was very happy.

The old man nodded in agreement.

"Her guard, who has just returned to her body, has more energy and blood than ordinary blood sea level physical cultivation, and is pure and strong. It is not a gift that can be justified at all. Only some big forces or special places can be cultivated. .

Moreover, that pitiful girl is not an ordinary person. I just probed a little, and I was almost sensed by her, but I feel that she is also within the third rank.

I have also observed that when she speaks, she does occasionally have a western accent of the Kuihou Kingdom, and she behaves in a manner, dealing with people and dealing with things, sitting, standing, and walking, and she also has a bit of the Kuihou Kingdom's oiran's posture, but it is no longer obvious. She was a lot more reckless, presumably because she was in trouble when she was young, and she was once trained as an oiran. "

"Those oirans, how can they compare with Sister Pity?" The girl frowned slightly, and immediately retorted.

"Miss is right, there is indeed no comparison..." The old man smiled wryly and shook his head. The confidence and confidence that the woman showed inadvertently and occasionally were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Okay, Uncle Fu, give me an order. When you receive the letter from Sister Sister, give it to me as soon as possible."

The contact address left by Xie Chou is a small shop in Sancha, and Fu Boming knows that leaving a contact address in this kind of place is basically the same as not leaving one.

But he said that his hometown is a small town in the west of Kuihou Kingdom. This is [-]% true, so you can't ask people if they left a fake address, that would be rude.

Therefore, in order for the sisters who hit it off so that they would not lose contact in the future, the girl generously gave three messenger flying swords researched by the Lihuo Academy, the kind that can send messages within five thousand miles, which is very valuable.

A girl from a rich family who has never been out of the house met a close friend in her boudoir who was very easy to talk to when she went out for the first time. She was just a little generous and very reasonable.

A day later, a sword light lit up in the sky, and it turned into a stream of light in an instant, falling towards the direction of the convoy.

Fu Bo stretched out his hand, and the sword light collapsed in his palm, turning into a letter.

The girl got the letter and opened it quickly.

"Sister Tianxin Fangqi, after a few days, I have arrived home safely.

Thinking about parting, my sister was worried. My young master knew that I had a friend, and he was very happy when we saw him. He also said that his friend was worried, so he wrote to report his safety.

I heard that my sister went out for the first time, and there was a word to tell her that there are frequent disasters and evil people blatantly. I hope my sister will take care of herself.

When spring comes, I will visit again to express my missing.

near safety.

Sorrowful, no wind and no snow night. "

Gu Tianxin looked at the elegant handwriting on the letter, showing a trace of vigorous handwriting, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Uncle Fu, I told you, as long as Sister Xi Chou arrives home safely, she will definitely send me a letter to report that she is safe. She is quite worried about my safety."

Fu Bo smiled, looked at the aura in his hands that hadn't shrunk after they collapsed, and pointed out something.

"This message flying sword was used only once, and it collapsed directly, covering a distance of five thousand miles. If we continue to go north one day later, I'm afraid we may not be able to receive it."

"Uncle Fu, let's go on, I want to write back to Sister Sister."

Uncle Fu smiled, and went out to direct the caravan to move forward. After walking here for a while, people who fled were already seen one after another.

Still the same sentence, the cold wind in the wilderness will only stay in the wilderness if you don’t know how to understand it. It is inevitable that the place close to the wilderness will be affected by the earthquake, and the impact is far greater than that in the west of Dali.

It's just that the people of the earthquake had long been used to being cold every winter, and today it was a little colder, and it was still within the tolerance of many people.

Those fleeing by the roadside are poor people who really can't survive.

And there are people like this every year.

As we walked, we heard a slogan in front of us.

"When the red sun is gone, the white sun will flourish."

There was a bunch of fleeing civilians in front of them, gathered together, and there was a civilian who was also dressed in rags, but was wearing thick clothes, holding a rough-printed blue book, looking excited, and howling loudly.

"Heaven has sent a revelation, the Holy Mother of the White Sun is about to come, and the punishment for sins will come from the sky. Only people of the holy religion can escape suffering."

After howling a few times, seeing that the civilians didn't seem to have any special reaction, he put the blue book back into his arms, took off the cotton coat he was wearing, and carefully opened a hole, revealing the white cotton inside.

"See, I used to be like you, almost freezing to death on the side of the road. Later, I met the holy envoy of the Holy Church and gave me a cotton coat, so I was saved from freezing to death. See, the best cotton is warm. , I got up today and ate breakfast, and drank two bowls of porridge, the kind that won’t fall when the chopsticks are inserted!"

As soon as these words came out, there was finally a slight change in the eyes of those common people.

A couple with their children couldn't help asking.

"Really? The chopsticks won't fall down, and there are two more bowls?"

"Really, if you join my holy religion, you and I are all one family. How can there be any reason to let the family starve?" The man nodded repeatedly, almost swearing at the sky.

The convoy of the caravan finally passed here at this time.

Uncle Fu came up, looked at the man who pulled the head, with a benevolent look, and asked kindly.

"My little brother, my lady, I heard that you are here to help the poor, and I am very impressed. I want to ask you, can you exchange your scriptures for us?"

Fu Bo took out a small golden bean the size of a soybean and handed it to the other party.

The man saw the gold, nodded immediately, and handed the blue book in his arms to Uncle Fu.

Forbe thanked him and returned to the carriage.

The blue book was placed on the table, and it was written in Baiyang Milu. I opened it and looked at it casually. The paper was rough and bad, but the printing was quite clear, and the book was quite new.

The above content includes some simple prescriptions from Dr. Youfang, and some miscellaneous little knowledge that ordinary people can really use.

But more of them are miscellaneous private goods. The scriptures deviate from the scriptures, the incantations are weird, and they don’t see the purpose. There are more slogans and the like. , you can get the protection of the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

After death, the soul is drawn by the holy mountain and enjoys blessings in it. Even if it is unfortunate to starve to death, it will not become a starving ghost. It will be blessed by the Holy Mother and turned into a hungry ghost that can eat. Where there is food, there is also food.

Fu Bo took a few glances, and immediately frowned.

"Your Highness in Dali, who spread benevolent government, these Baiyang evil ways can't confuse the common people, they went to the big earthquake to confuse the people, and they changed the scriptures so quickly, published them in a book, and added the newly appeared hungry ghosts. went in..."

"So bold?" The girl was a little shocked, she quickly turned to that page and glanced at it, she saw that it was indeed the case, even the appearance of the hungry ghost became the Holy Mother of the White Sun to serve her, and found a ray of life for the hungry ghost .

"It's really bold." Uncle Fu was convinced of this, and this time he really admired it.

He glanced at the girl who hadn't finished replying, pointed to the book, and said.

"I really don't know how to reply to the letter, so just take this book. If the flying sword is only used once, you can bring something more."

"That's right, I'll tell her what happened to me, and the customs and customs are good." The girl nodded and agreed to Uncle Fu's suggestion.

Fu Bo nodded with a smile, and walked out of the carriage with the book and the letter.

He thought for a while, then took out four flying swords, inspired one of them, and turned it into a ball of aura, stuffed the other three flying swords, scriptures, and letters into the aura, and then the aura turned into A beam of light rose into the sky.

The convoy traveled all the way, and when they reached the town, they could still hear believers outside shouting slogans and swaggering across the street at night.

The next day, Fu Bo found Gu Tianxin.

"Miss, we should go back. In the Territory of the Great Earthquake, the Baiyang Evil Priests are rampant. It's already a bit of a climate. I'm afraid that the Dali's Baiyang Evil Dao has already come to the Great Earthquake. It's not safe here."

Seeing that Gu Tianxin didn't seem to have much reaction, Uncle Fu immediately added a sentence.

"Besides, if we continue to go northward, we will have traveled more than five thousand miles. Your reply letter may not be received."

"Okay, after trading the goods, let's go back."

……

Jin Lanshan looked at the falling light from the sky with pity, reached out her hand to catch it, and the light turned into several things in her palm, and the light also shattered and dissipated.

In the distance, the old sheep raised his eyelids and murmured in a low voice.

"What a prodigal."

Seeing the three flying swords, Xi Chou also laughed out loud, indeed he was not an ordinary prodigal.

She read the letter, and it was just some greetings and greetings, and the content was to add a sentence. On Dazhen Road, she saw someone recruiting believers, so she changed the scriptures of the other party. After reading it, she was shocked and thought it was parting. Afterwards, the most interesting things I saw on the road were sent directly to the pity.

Sadly flipped through the scriptures, looked at it, raised his brows, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

"Master, look at this."

Yu Ziqing took the scriptures and started flipping through the first page, commenting with a natural demeanor.

"Aside from those messy brainwashing techniques, this scripture still has some useful things. Those small prescriptions are still quite useful to ordinary poor people..."

After commenting a few words casually, Yu Ziqing laughed angrily when he saw the back.

"Oh, the level of enthusiasm for these Baiyang evil ways is really as high as ever, and the angle is as tricky as ever.

Last time, the disaster in the wilderness, this time even the hungry ghosts dared to rub it, and this time they dared to take all the troubles on them, which was the credit of their Holy Mother. "

The Jinlan Mountain he brought back by risking his life corresponds to the holy mountain in the scriptures.

He worked hard to plant trees as a shelter for hungry ghosts, and gave them alms, which also corresponds to the blessing of the Holy Mother for hungry ghosts in the scriptures.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Ziqing put down the scriptures and looked up at Sianci, with an expression of enlightenment.

"You said, is it possible that this Virgin is myself?"

　Continue to take Daju to the hospital today, so I will post it together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)