Drunk Immortal Gourd

After a while of buffering, Qian Banxian's condition improved a little. He kept paying attention to the flat shovel in Du Chengjin's hand. When he saw the opponent once using his killing move, he quickly dodged it, and then quickly fled in the other direction. go.

Unexpectedly, Du Chengjin was just a feint this time. The shovel he swept out did not retract, but he sent it forward and shoveled towards Qian Banxian's back.

The handle of the flat shovel is not very long. Qian Banxian is nearly ten feet away from Du Chengjin, and he uses his body skills to move forward in advance. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the flat shovel to reach Qian Banxian. Who knows that Du Chengjin has five fingers at this time? As soon as he let go, the shovel flew out of his hand and flew straight to Qian Banxian's back.

This flat shovel is not only Du Chengjin's tool, but also his weapon. It has an edge on the front and is extremely sharp. Qian Banxian didn't expect Du Chengjin to do this at all, so he just ran away without any defense at all. If he was shoveled this time, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

In a battle between rivers and lakes, few people would throw away their weapons. Losing weapons is tantamount to handing over your life to others, especially when there are outsiders at the scene. Du Chengjin would rather throw away the shovel, which shows how much Du Chengjin hates Qian Banxian.

Qian Banxian was about to die on the spot. At this moment, a stone flew out from the side and hit the shovel. The stone was not very strong, but it knocked the shovel a little crooked and relieved Qian Banxian's life.

This stone was ejected by Qingyang's master, Taoist Song He, who originally wanted to save it to deal with the little black snake with a phoenix skin, but kept it in his hand, but it came in handy at this time. Although the two people on the field were furious, this was the place of Xipingguan after all. As a landlord, Songhe Laodao could not let Qian Banxian die here.

Old Taoist Songhe flicked the shovel away with a stone. He originally thought that the shovel would fall to the ground. Even if Du Chengjin attacked again, he would not be able to catch up with Qian Banxian. Unexpectedly, when Du Chengjin shook his hand, the shovel did not fall, but turned around in the air and pointed towards Qian Banxian's back again.

Only then did everyone realize that there was a thin silk thread tied to the back of the shovel. Du Chengjin could use that thread to directly control the direction of the shovel in the air. This ability to control objects with silk is really wonderful. I really underestimated the heroes in the world.

The shovel was only a few inches away from Qian Banxian's back, and the incident happened suddenly. No one expected Du Chengjin to have such a skill, and there was no time to save him again. Songhe could only shake his head helplessly. It seemed that Qian Banxian was dead this time.

At this critical moment, suddenly, an old Buddha's call came: "Amitabha, Master Du, please be merciful."

The voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly, as if it was shouting in their ears. Except for Old Taoist Songhe, everyone present could not help but feel their blood surge and became uneasy. Qingyang and Pi Youfeng even Also took a step or two back. Even the silk thread in Du Chengjin's hand shook, and the shovel finally fell to the ground.

Qingyang couldn't help but gasp, this... this is a sonic attack! Just a Buddha's name has such power. This should be the famous Buddhist lion's roar in the world, right? Looking at Xiping Mansion, I am afraid that only the old monk Kongji of Qinglong Temple, who is as famous as his master, can do it.

Sure enough, when the voice fell, two monks slowly walked over from a short distance away. In front of them was an old monk with a kind face. He looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old. He was thin and had a snow-white beard hanging down on his chest. He wore a The washed gray cloth monk's robe was extremely shabby.

Behind him is a young novice monk, who seems to be younger than Qingyang, but his figure is much stronger than Qingyang. He has a tiger-like head and is also wearing a gray cloth monk's robe.

Qingyang's judgment is good. This old monk is none other than the old monk Kongji from Qinglong Temple, and the young novice monk is his young disciple Xuanzhu. The old monk Kongji is also a well-known figure in Xiping Mansion, and his skills are even better than those of his master Song He. He is a bit more advanced, but he has been meditating in Qinglong Temple for a long time, and rarely travels around the world. This time, for some unknown reason, he came to Xiping Temple with his disciples.

The old monk Master Kongji slowly came to the crowd and said to Du Chengjin: "Amitabha, it is better to dissolve enemies than to marry them. The poor monk saw that the look on the donor's face and what he just said did not seem to be a lie. Why should donor Du rush to kill them all? ?”

"He...he..." Du Chengjin was speechless, but couldn't say a word for a long time. He was not only frightened by the lion's roar from Master Kongji just now, but also felt a little guilty because he was blocked from attacking Qian Banxian repeatedly.

Old Taoist Songhe took action just now, but Du Chengjin ignored him and continued to attack, which meant that he didn't save face for Old Taoist Songhe. He originally planned to take down Qian Banxian and create a fait accompli, and then apologize to Old Taoist Songhe. As a result, Songhe Lao Dao's face was hurt, and he was stopped by Master Kongji again. If he doesn't listen to Master Kongji's advice, he will offend the two masters of Xiping Mansion, and he will not be able to stay here in the future. Mixed up.

Seeing that Du Chengjin was speechless, everyone turned to look at Qian Banxian. Qian Banxian escaped from death twice in a row and was broken into a cold sweat. At this time, he was stared at by many experts, and his legs suddenly became weak. , and sat on the ground.

After a long time, Qian Banxian came back to his senses and said: "Du Chengjin, I really didn't take those things! But the matter has reached this point, and I guess you won't believe anything I say. So, I Lao Qian has saved some money in his half life, so I’ll pay it back to you. Is that okay?”

It wasn't Qian Banxian's conscience who discovered that he was really frightened by what he had just done. He knew that he had caused Du Chengjin harm this time. If he couldn't take the opportunity to calm down the manic Du Chengjin, even if he survived this catastrophe, he might be in trouble for the rest of his life. Avoid him. Now that the matter has come to this, we can only settle the matter completely while everyone is here to avoid any trouble in the future.

"Hmph..." Du Chengjin snorted coldly and did not answer, seeming to still be angry.

Qian Banxian took a breath and said: "Eighteen taels of silver, this is already my entire net worth. Of course it cannot be compared with the value of those things, but the things from tomb robberies cannot be measured by normal values. You If you still don’t want to, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Eighteen taels of silver obviously could not meet Du Chengjin's psychological expectations, but he looked at Master Songhe and Master Kongji who were very concerned about this matter, and then looked at the half-money that looked like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. Xian, in the end could only nod helplessly.

A conflict was finally resolved, and everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Qingyang’s master, Song He, took a step forward and said: "Old monk Kongji, is that little novice monk Xuanzhu your disciple? You take it with you when you go out. It seems that he is here to teach as a successor?"