Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 319

The morning light was faintly bright, and there was a slight snoring sound.

A little monk about ten years old was leaning on a tree trunk with a spear, his head bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.

"When, when, when."

Three bells rang, resounding up and down the mountain.

The little monk was awakened, and immediately stood up straight with his gun in hand. After waking up, he glanced around guiltily.Seeing that the senior brother next to him didn't look at him, he felt relieved.

On the stone bench beside him, Lu Tong secretly smiled, got up and went over, "Can we go up?"

"Yes. Uncle Chuiwen lives on the top of the mountain. Go along the path and see a small white bamboo building."

"Thank you."

The path up the mountain was covered with a layer of frost, and there were already young monks sweeping the steps with brooms and dust whisks.

Go near the top of the hill.

A small white bamboo building with a flat roof is located at the highest point.

Chui Wen was standing on the roof, wearing a faint morning light, practicing a set of slow boxing techniques.

Lu Tong stood downstairs and waited.

After half a stick of incense, the sky was completely bright.

Chui Wen finally finished his boxing, jumped down from the roof, and said with a smile: "Magpies announce good news in the morning, and poisonous poison spreads poison at night. Junior brother Lu came to visit early in the morning, it seems that there is a happy event."

Lu Tong couldn't help laughing.

He arrived at the foot of the mountain last night and waited until dawn to climb the mountain. He didn't know if it was a magpie or a poisonous poison.

"I complied with what my senior brother said last time."

"Oh?"

Chuiwen's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's go, talk while eating."

In the morning, at the beginning of the day, eat the tender but not the old.

The breakfast on Zhiming Mountain is all fresh food, such as young bamboo shoots, green grains, sour oranges, small potatoes the size of a finger belly, and egg custard of various birds.

The two sat down in the bamboo building where they met last time.

Chui Wen looked at the plates of delicate things, and said with a smile, "Don't worry. As long as it's the same as before, all kinds of food are delivered every day, even if Ji Yan wants to take action against you, he has no reason to do so."

"it is good."

Lu Tong picked up a two-inch long tender bamboo shoot and put it in his mouth.

The tender bamboo shoots are tender and juicy.

With one bite, the tender bamboo shoots split into two, making a very slight "click".At the same time, something suddenly occurred to my mind, and I thumped suddenly.

Auspicious words, awarded to Master Dan.

No wonder Chuiwen was so relieved, it turned out that there was still Jiyan watching behind him.

With the auspicious words, even if he swallowed the Dahe grain line, he must honestly send things to Zhiming Mountain.

In a few breaths, thoughts tumbling.

Lu Tong changed his intention in an instant.

I came here last night, intending to persuade Chuiwen to clean up Jiyan's hands and feet first, then kill Meng Dahe, and send all kinds of food in the name of Yinqing in the future.

Now it seems that Ji Yan is staring at Liangxing's eyes and inserting wooden thorns into Liangxing. It is impossible for Chuiwen to agree to destroy the eyes and pull out the wooden thorns.

"What's the matter, it's not to your taste?"

Chui Wen seemed to have noticed something, holding the chopsticks still, there seemed to be a glint of light in his cloudy eyes.

Lu Tong chewed the tender bamboo shoots and said with a wry smile, "It's too bland."

"Clearness is used to maintain health, and lightness is used to prolong life. Only by restraining the desire to talk can you prolong life."

Chui Wen put down his chopsticks, sighed, and said as if pointing out: "Eating and drinking are the same, so is cultivation. If you want to live a long time, you have to restrain the desires you shouldn't have."

"Been taught a lesson."

Lu Tong remained motionless, nodded, twisted a sour orange and put it in his mouth.

After a while, there was still more than half of the plate left.

Both of them put down their chopsticks.

Lu Tong asked: "On the other side of Meng Dahe, do you have any other orders?"

Chui Wen was silent for a while, closed his eyes and shook his head, said: "After decades of living a peaceful life, it can be regarded as the utmost benevolence. No matter how you deal with it, the business of the grain bank must not be disrupted, and Zhiming Mountain must not have the slightest influence."

Lu Tong frowned and said: "Brother, this matter is a bit difficult. Once Meng Dahe dies, the entire grain store will definitely be shaken."

Everyone has their own vision and ideas.

If Meng Dahe dies, the shopkeepers of the grain shop below may go on as usual, they may stand on their own, or they may be recruited by other families, and even the servants and buddies have other plans.

The stalls are so big that it is impossible to control everyone and do everything by heart.

Chuiwen said: "Three days. Zhiming Mountain can eat fresh grain for three days, and everything will be as usual after three days."

Lu Tong still shook his head and said, "Not enough. I don't have anyone in the food store, just three days, unless Meng Dahe personally cooperates."

"Someone is cooperating. Manager Hu belongs to me, and so do the big shopkeepers in the grain store."

He was very surprised, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Boss Hu? Then what happened to Hu Lian?"

"Jiyan became greedy, and it's better to put it under the nose than to lose sight of it."

Lu Tong had mixed feelings.

Chui Wen looks very weak as he is old and mature, as if a gust of wind could blow him to death.But regardless of Meng Dahe and Jiyan, they are all held in the palm of Chuiwen's hands.

"If there is no me, how will senior brother deal with Ji Yan?"

"There is no Qi Zong Lu Tong, but there are Donghai Zong Zhao Tong and Nine Hole Sword Zong Ma Tong..."

After saying a lot of "communication", Chuiwen smiled reluctantly, and said: "It's a pity that manpower is poor, let alone an old man. I don't know whether it is right or wrong to find you."

Lu Tongdao: "Although I don't know how Zhao Tong and Ma Tong are, it's my luck and the brother's luck that senior brother found Lu Tong."

"I hope so."

……

Time passed, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

There was no change on the surface of Dahe Grain Bank, but behind the scenes, many shopkeepers in the grain bank had gone to the Canxiang Building in private and changed their doors.

Inside the Residual Fragrance Building.

Mrs. Ninth sat at the desk, looking a little haggard, but her eyes were very bright.

"The account is clear! With this account, even if Meng Dahe knows it now, there will be no trouble."

Lu Tong sat cross-legged on the couch to practice, he opened his eyes and said, "So Meng Dahe can die?"

"can."

There was a smile on his face, and he said: "Go, send a post, I will be a guest at the Meng Mansion tonight."

night.

The gate of the Meng Mansion was brightly lit.

Lu Tong wore a black robe, covering his entire lower body, stood at the door and glanced inside, and said with a smile: "It seems that Meng Dahe has already guessed."

There was no one in the mansion.

Uncharacteristically, Wan Xi passed Lu Tong and walked in first, saying in a muffled voice, "If I had known earlier, I would have died sooner."

Wan Yi licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you already owe me one share of blood, but after this time, it should be two shares."

After speaking, he walked in the door.

Lu Tong looked at the backs of the two, shook his head, and followed up.

Through the courtyard, beyond the hall, around the garden.

Following the cool wind, I found a remote corner in the deepest part of the Meng Mansion, and finally a monk and a dark cave appeared in front of me.

The entrance of the cave was as high as a person, and it was pitch black inside.

A cold wind blows from the inside to the outside, making a "woo-woo" sound like crying.

There are several rockeries outside the cave.

A monk wearing a bamboo hat stood on a rockery, holding a long sword like black ink in his hand.

Wanxi asked, "Where's Meng Dahe?"

The monk in the bamboo hat pointed to the entrance of the cave.

Wanxi kicked out and flew into the cave, and the next moment there was a scream of pain in the cave.

Wan Yi sighed, looked back at Lu Tong, and walked slowly towards the cave entrance step by step.

Lu Tong stopped a foot outside the cave, looked up at the monk in the bamboo hat, and said, "You don't go."

"Don't go."

He sighed, moved his toes slightly, and a spider web crack spread under his feet.

In one breath, everything within a radius of tens of feet was cracked.

The monk in the bamboo hat tightened his mana, and immediately stretched out his hand and drew his sword.

"roll!"

Lu Tong yelled, and a stone pit with a diameter of three feet exploded under his feet, and disappeared in the same place in an instant, and appeared directly in front of the monk with a bamboo hat in the next instant.

A no-frills leg sweep.

The cultivator in the bamboo hat had not yet unsheathed his long sword, and he flew out with his sword upside down, colliding with the wall, and then continued to fly out and hit another house.

"Go away, if you dare to come back, I will kick your head off."

"Pfft, cough..."

A few coughs mixed with blood.

The monk in the bamboo hat dropped his hat, plunged into the darkness, and fled from here stumbled.

(End of this chapter)