The bald man frowned and said, "Is there any difference? Meng Ji is Ye Mo Tianluo's son, Zhen Xingyun is also Ye Mo Tianluo's son. If the two of them trouble us, it's still the same thing. In the end, this guy is I lost to you and refused to give up easily. I think even if you really open the town temple after this trip, Meng Ji may not be able to fulfill his promise."
The painted-faced marmot seemed to be listening to us with its wide eyes.
I pursed my lips and said to the bald man: "Take her away first."
The bald man took out the white conch and said reluctantly: "My conch is pretending to be a big monster like Qiongqi. Who is this thing and is it worthy of me to collect it?"
Although he said so, Baldy still followed my request and put this ugly monster into the white conch together with the takin ghost I brought.
Yue Ao asked at this time: "Master Bu, could it be that Meng Ji and Zhen Xingyun are not monolithic?"
"Exactly!"
I then told the story of Yaowang Valley.
Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but look happy.
Yue Ao said: "In this case, we can use Zhen Xingyun to make a big fuss. Since the demons are not monolithic, then we have to take advantage of this contradiction."
"Don't talk, let me think of a countermeasure!" The bald man waved his hand to signal everyone to be silent. He picked up a small cattail leaf fan and, like Zhuge Liang, fanned the wind while shaking his head and said: "A gentleman with courtesy; never tires of loyalty. "Between the battle formations, you never tire of deceit. As the saying goes, a soldier never tires of deceit. I am not talented, but I have a plan. Are you willing to listen to it?"
"That's pretty much it. With your little culture, there's nothing you can do about it!" Yue Ao said speechlessly, "I'd like to hear a few words from you, okay?"
"You really think I'm uneducated! Doesn't barking describe a barking dog?" The bald man rolled his eyes at Yue Ao and said solemnly: "Sun Tzu said in the Art of War that the most poisonous plan is to kill someone with a borrowed knife. We here It would be better to do this next time, instead of going to untie Zhen Temple first, go straight to Meng Ji and borrow his hand to kill Zhen Xingyun."
"What's the specific strategy?" Yue Ao asked.
The bald man scratched his head and said, "I haven't thought of this before. I'll give you a general policy, and let Comrade Xiaoluobo plan the specific plans"
"Damn it, your sister!" I couldn't help scolding: "I've been talking for a long time, and I've forced you to pretend. In the end, you have to let me figure it out."
The bald man stiffened his neck and said confidently: "Don't I know you well? When you caught this takin spirit in Yaowang Valley, you had already made a plan in your mind. So, there is no need for me to come. Thinking of ideas. I'll just brag about ideas. I, Liu Dajin, can only do two things in my life, and these two things are enough. The first is to die for you; the second is to die for you; , die together with you Luo Bu."
"Damn, it sounds like you two are going to die for love!" Yue Ao said to me: "Master Bu, have you really thought of a countermeasure?"
I smiled silently and said: "The bald man is right. This time we will use the method of borrowing a knife to kill people. In addition, it is true that we can't untie the temple first. Just in case, before we really control Meng Ji, we can't hold the temple." The guy inside must never be let out."
"Look, what am I talking about? My big idea is absolutely right!" The bald man said proudly.
At this time, A Cheng suddenly shouted: "Sir, come and see, what's wrong with my senior brother?"
Everyone hurried forward, only to see Ma Qiang on the bed twitching all over, mumbling in sleep, and shaking his body, making the bed rumble.
I nodded towards Zhu Yifan, and Xiao Zhuzi quickly leaned over to check his pulse. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't be nervous, he is about to wake up. It's just that he has been asleep for too long and his body can't keep up with the movements of his soul, so he appeared. He has some symptoms of soul-body separation, please let me help him!"
"The land of the village, the kitchen master of the house, the mountain god and the river, the gold of Liujia. I am sending you now to help your spirit. The three souls will return to the right body, and the rustling will return to the true body. Ma Qiang, wake up quickly!" Xiao Zhuzi read as he read. While chanting the formula, he pressed Ma Qiang's Tianling Gai with his Sanqing fingers. This lasted for about ten seconds, and Ma Qiang, who was trembling and twitching in his sleep, finally calmed down.
"Why aren't you awake yet?" Zhu Yifan frowned.
I said: "People who have lost their souls and been separated need to light up the Yang Fire again. You see, his three soul fires have not yet fallen into the body!"
"That's it, I forgot about it!" Zhu Yifan smiled awkwardly at me, and made a yin and yang movement with his left hand, thrusting towards Ma Qiang's shoulders. At this time, Ma Qiang, who was frowning, suddenly opened his eyes.
Ma QiangAfter looking at all of us, A Cheng quickly introduced: "This is Mr. Luo, and that is Yue"
Ma Qiang waved his hand, got out of bed with his still weak body, and bowed to worship.
Baldy and Yue Ao quickly helped him up.
Ma Qiang said: "No introduction is needed. These days, although I am as sleepy as death, my consciousness is always there. I know that Mr. Luo saved me, and I also know that you all have been protecting me. I am a Taoist priest who has returned to secular life. How can He De make you work so hard? Ma Qiang is so polite."
The man said, insisting on making a bow to us.
I smiled and said: "Brother, you're welcome. Practitioners are originally a family, regardless of whether they are inside or outside the monastery, whether they are Yang cultivators or meditative cultivators. In fact, I have always had a question, why not only did they kill you, but they also insisted on killing you quickly. Absolutely, I won¡¯t give up until my soul is destroyed.¡±
Ma Qiang shook his head and said, "Forgive me for being stupid, I really don't know."
Ah Cheng said: "Brother, this matter is of great importance. Think carefully about what you did on the day you were killed."
A Cheng thought for a while and recalled: "I feel ashamed to say that during those days, I noticed someone was outside that bitch, and she was in a depressed mood. I thought, if I was so aggrieved, I might as well kill the adulterer and get it over with. That day In the evening, I drank some wine by the river and staggered home. As a result, it started to rain, and the river was dark and there was no one. I found a broken awning boat to take shelter from the rain, and it seemed vaguely like I saw a purple light falling on the river. I opened my eyes wide and looked at it, but the light disappeared. Later, I became drunk again, and I seemed to be sleeping and waking up. I heard a woman's voice talking to another person. He said that the temple must be destroyed and his thoughts were cut off. This was the father's order. The other person agreed, but he was hesitant and seemed to have something to hide. At this time, in my hand, The wine bottle fell on the deck. I quickly took a peek outside and saw a man and a woman standing on the water talking. The sound seemed to alarm them, and two sets of eyes were looking towards me. I don¡¯t know. Was it because I was dazzled, or was I really drunk at that time, I saw them floating on the water, and the woman was covered in purple light. I felt something was wrong, and wanted to leave, but my body refused to obey me. After all, I have been practicing Taoism for many years, and I know, The other party came towards me. I quickly got under the deck, held my breath, cut off my pulse and pretended to be dead."
When I heard this, I understood. In fact, the three things are one thing, that is, someone wants to destroy the temple behind Meng Ji's back. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com