All-Rounded Strategy Game

The word "Sichun" seemed to have stepped on Xuan Qing's taboo. He suddenly looked at Jiang Li with a bad look.

Jiang Li was just playing a joke on him. He didn't expect his reaction to be so big. Seeing him twisting his eyebrows, he looked like his ears were soiled. He thought that he hadn't been in contact with these since he was a child. Psychological disgust.

What the two heard outside the house just now can indeed be said to be foul language. It is normal for a young monk of his to have this reaction. Jiang Li looked at his face as black as the bottom of a pot, and wanted to keep teasing him. He was very likely to throw himself here in a anger. He immediately changed his words and said, "Hey, look at my mouth, it's nonsense! Little master, how can an accomplished monk like you feel this kind of vulgarity?! I really shouldn't, I should ask the Buddha for sin."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care what Xuanqing's reaction was, and he went straight to the western position, bowed nineteen times with his hands together, and bowed three times in a row with a pious expression on his face.

Xuanqing: "..."

Everything was finished by him, Xuan Qing was speechless.

The system has only two words for this-drama essence.

After Jiang Li bowed, he chanted "Amitabha Buddha" in a low voice. Then he said to Xuanqing, "Little master, is this all right? I was wrong. Don't be angry, huh?"

This soft "Ah" came out of his mouth, with a hint of coaxing. Hearing it in Xuanqing's ears, it was like a subtle clear current, quietly taking away those disgusting things that were just now unbearable. The words were washed out.

Xuan Qing's gaze swept across his crooked face, noncommittal, but his face was much better than before.

Jiang Li has been with him for so many years and knows his mind well. Knowing that he has exposed the matter, he approached him again and lowered his voice and asked, "Little master, where are we going now?" "

They were at the fence behind the cottage at this time. They were in a secret place with no people around, so they were relatively safe.

Taking advantage of the brightness of the moonlight, Xuan Qing looked around and said in a low voice, "Look for the wine cellar and kitchen first."

Since it is necessary to prescribe medicine, the convenience of these two places is the key.

Jiang Li had no objection, nodded and said, "Okay, shall we fly?"

Xuan Qing remembered the dizziness he had just said, and said: "...Don't fly, follow me."

"Okay!"

So the two avoided the patrolling bandits and started looking for the wine cellar and kitchen.

The kitchen was easy to find, and they found the place within a short while. It was already late at night, and the kitchen was very dark. The two of them got familiar with the furnishings through the light from outside the window, and then went to look for the wine cellar.

In the layout of this cottage, the left side is the living house, and the right side is the kitchen, dining hall and other houses. After finding the kitchen, the two quickly found the wine cellar.

Drunk driving was on the basement floor. After the two entered, Xuan Qing took out the fire fold and blew it brightly, and the wine cellar suddenly lit up.

The space of the wine cellar is not large, but there is a lot of wine in it. At first glance, there are hundreds of large and small jars, even if they are not opened, you can smell the aroma of the wine.

Jiang Li walked over, picked up a small jar casually, unblocked the mouth, and a strong smell of wine came out.

The wine made in ancient times did not add too many other things like the modern ones. Most of the wines are strong and strong. Although Jiang Li is not a heavy drinker, he will taste it when there is good wine.

He didn’t know where the bandits had intercepted the wine. He didn’t need to be polite. He took the wine jar and smelled it, and squinted his eyes contentedly. He turned his head and said to Xuanqing who was checking the wine cellar next to him, “Little master, you monks. Is it not allowed to drink?"

Xuan Qing looked around and confirmed that there was no mechanism in the wine cellar. Hearing him asking this, he glanced at him strangely, as if feeling speechless for him asking such a common-sense question: "Naturally."

"That's a pity." Jiang Li smiled, took out a silver needle with him, and tried the wine in his hand.

Xuanqing saw it and asked, "Where did the silver needle come from."

Jiang Li casually said: "For self-defense, me, a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken, always..."

Speaking of seeing Xuanqing’s eyes fall on her feet again, remembering that she lied to him today that the powder was hidden in the shoes, she couldn’t help but laughed and said, "Little master, don’t worry, this is not hidden in the shoes. It’s clean. ."

While holding the wine jar, he raised his head and took a sip. The spicy wine poured from the throat to the stomach. After the irritation of the fire, a sweet and spicy scent spread in the mouth, and the strong alcohol fell on his stomach. The pores are so irritated that they relax, refreshing and energetic.

"Good wine."

Jiang Li praised him. He was concerned about the physical problem of this body. He was not greedy. He just raised his head and took a second sip and gave up.

The two went out of the wine cellar, planning to look elsewhere, but as soon as they went up, they saw one of the bandits they met in the ruined temple today.

Xuan Qing had quick hands, grabbed Jiang Li's hand, and pulled him to the side of the wall to hide.

The bandit apparently just woke up, came out of the hut, and staggered in the other direction.

This person is the one who said today that if Jiang Li had not died, he would give him another cut. Jiang Li stretched his hand to pull Xuanqing's sleeves, and whispered, "Let's follow him."

Xuan Qing glanced at his hand, did not say anything this time, nodded slightly, and followed him.

The two followed each other. After the other party entered the house, Jiang Li took Xuanqing around to the back of the house and said to him, "Little master, shall we play a game?"

"Games?" Xuan Qing didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to play games, it was not the time to make trouble.

"Yes." Jiang Li smiled, "this game is called, don't do bad things in your life, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

When Xuan Qing heard him say this, combined with what the bandit said during the day, he quickly realized what he meant. As the saying goes, killing pays for his life. Although Jiang Li is still alive, he almost lost his life. It is only natural to want revenge.

So Xuan Qing did not stop him, instead set a whistle for him outside the house.

Jiang Li squatted on the ground, wiped some dirt on his face with his hands, and then messed up his hair to create a bleak appearance, and then sneaked into the opponent's house.

The bandit's name was Chen Si, and he still had a bit of status in the village. Although the house was not big, he could live in one house by himself, which was also the case, and it was more convenient for Jiang Li to do it.

Jiang Li entered the house, exchanged a small torch and a small tube of blood medicine from the mall, smeared a little blood on his face, and gently touched Chen Si's bedside.

Chen Sigang finished going to the hut and fell asleep as soon as he came back, his fat body snoring slightly while holding the mattress.

Jiang Li turned on the flashlight, the pale light shone on his face, and then poked Chen Si's arm. Chen Si raised his hand impatiently and waved, but did not wake up.

Jiang Li simply leaned close to his ear and said in a gloomy voice: "...I...dead...it's so miserable..."

This voice came in with a gloomy coolness, and Chen Si felt cold in his sleep. He moved his body unnaturally, turning over and wanted to continue sleeping.

Chen Siping is a person who sleeps very well, but tonight somehow always felt a voice talking in his ear, which made him very uncomfortable, so he opened his eyelids in a daze, and then caught Jiang Li's **** face off guard. hole!

Anyone who wakes up in the middle of the night and sees a **** face next to the bed will be shocked. In severe cases, he may be directly scared to death. Chen Si's eyes are on Jiang Li, and his eyes suddenly widen:" ghost…"

Jiang Li approached him abruptly, with a blood-stained face almost close to him, and said harshly and resentfully: "Give me my life!"

Chen Si opened his mouth, didn't even shout, and suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

Jiang Li stood up, looked down at Chen Si who had fainted, and sneered, "Trash."

As soon as he finished speaking, he smelled a strong smell of urine, took a photo of Chen Si's lower body with a flashlight, and found that this **** was actually scared to pee.

Tomorrow night, he will start to clean up the group of people. Jiang Li didn't have any more troubles. He left the sentence "Let you live another day" and turned around and walked out of the house.

Xuanqing outside saw him coming out and found that there was blood on his face, and asked, "Why are you injured?"

Even he himself didn't notice that there were unnoticeable concerns in his words.

Jiang Li said "Oh" and raised his left hand to show him: "For the sake of reality, I moved the knife a little, and the effect was pretty good. The **** was scared to pee, it's really worthless."

Seeing two blood stains on his two fingers, his black eyes darkened, he took out a small bottle of medicine from his arms and threw it to him: "Stop the bleeding."

Jiang Li took it and said with a smile, "Thank you, little master."

In fact, the blood stains on his hands were also smeared, but based on the current relationship between the two, Xuan Qing would not try to check it out, and he was not afraid of wearing them.

After that, the two got acquainted with each other again, and they almost memorized the route before quietly leaving.

After leaving, the two did not return to the ruined temple. After all, the ruined temple was still some distance away from the cottage and it was inconvenient to act.

Calculated in modern time, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and there was no sound except for some unknown insects.

The two found a place to stop, planning to spend the night here first, and then go down the mountain after handling the bandits.

It was cold at night. Jiang Li was in charge of picking firewood and Xuan Qing was in charge of making the fire. After the fire was lit up, the two sat on the floor.

Jiang Li said to Xuanqing: "Little master, you took me to fly all night today, and I must be tired too. Or you can sleep and I'll watch the night."

"No need." Xuan Qing said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, clasping his hands together, and began to chant the sutra silently.

After several days of getting along, Jiang Li knew that he had to recite the scriptures every day, so he did not disturb him wittily, leaning on the tree trunk, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, after Xuan Qing finished reciting the scriptures, he opened his eyes, took a look in his direction, and then moved away again, falling on the fire on the ground.

When Jiang Li woke up early the next morning, there was no one else around him.

But he thought that since Xuan Qing had agreed to take the bandit's nest with him, he would not be unbelievable and would not worry about it.

He slept against a tree trunk for a few hours, and his bones were a bit stiff. Jiang Li stretched out and planned to find Xuanqing. As soon as he turned around, he saw him coming from another place, holding it in one hand. His wooden bowl holds a bunch of wild fruits in each hand.

"Little master, where did you go to pick the fruit?" Jiang Li walked over and asked, "Why don't you call me together."

"Nearby." Xuan Qing said concisely. When he went up the mountain yesterday, he noticed that there were a lot of edible wild fruits nearby.

"Huh?" Jiang Li was a little surprised when he saw what was in his bowl, "pufferfish?"

Aren’t those two bulging little things the same pufferfish? Where did he catch it?

Xuanqing stopped when he heard his words, and glanced at the little thing in the wooden bowl: "This thing is called a puffer fish?"

"Yes, you caught it?" Jiang Li asked.

Xuan Qing nodded: "It came out when I was washing the fruit, I grabbed two of them and I'll give you an extra meal."

Jiang Li asked suspiciously, "You monks, don't you not kill?"

Xuan Qing gave him the wooden bowl: "You kill."

The implication is that it is none of my business.

Jiang Li held his wooden bowl, silent for a moment, and refused ten moves: "Little master, although I am very touched,...this one is poisonous."

Xuanqing: "..."