Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 33 The Sloppy Monk

   Blood Valley.

  A place filled with blood forever.

   All the blood collected by the disciples of the Shasheng Temple must be poured into the blood river and flow to the blood pool in the forbidden place of killing.

  Li Chen once came here to submit the monthly task of "Three Liters of Beast Blood".

  So it can be regarded as familiar with the road.

  As the colorless mountain gradually slows down.

  A **** ribbon appeared in front of Li Chen.

   Eyes full of red transpiration.

   There was a strong smell of blood.

  In the past, Lichen always came and left in a hurry.

   And today he finally had time to observe here carefully.

  Blood River Valley is backed by the Colorless Mountain.

  The mountain peaks on both sides continue to castrate, stretching for ten miles.

  The ancestors of Shasheng Temple took advantage of the mountain.

   Excavate the mountain.

   Dig out a blood groove around the mountain.

  From a distance, the torrent of blood flowed from top to bottom, like a circling red dragon.

   There is a third of evil in the spectacular.

   Bloody and magnificent.

   Li Chen took a long breath of foul air.

   Until now, he still couldn't get used to the smell of blood.

  Turn around the valley gate.

  Facing you is a gloomy hall with the inscription 'Blood River Valley'.

  As the Blood Sea secret realm is about to open, the tasks of the Hall of Merit have suddenly increased a lot.

  So there are not a few disciples traveling here.

   Li Chen entered the main hall and went directly to the place where the mission was submitted—Leaking Blood Cliff.

   This place was originally a cliff.

  All blood that passed the test poured down from here.

   Only by relying on the mountain situation can the continuous flow be guaranteed.

  Compared to the previous place where the leeches were collected, the number of people here is much smaller.

  I saw a sloppy monk holding a scripture in one hand, and gently stroking the leech's abdomen with the other hand.

   Soon the leech spit out a little bright red blood.

  The monk didn't care, rubbed it with his fingers, and stuffed it into his mouth.

   Suck it carefully.

   Soon he frowned: "This blood tastes fresh and has a soft taste, but the aftertaste is slightly astringent. It should be mixed with other things."

   "It can only be considered a mediocre product."

  He stared at the scripture book in his hand throughout the whole process, rarely leaving his eyes.

  The disciple next to him heard the words, and quickly explained: "Master, you taste, you taste carefully."

   "This blood was taken from a camel beast this morning, it is absolutely fresh!"

  The monk twitched his mouth: "Fart!"

   "Obviously there is a smell."

"what?"

   "Uncle, if you say so, when I was taking blood, it was rubbing back and forth on a tree with a crooked neck.

   It seems that something is wrong. "

   "I watched it for a long time."

   "Pfft! Bah!"

  The sloppy monk was finally willing to put down the scripture in his hand.

   Spat a few mouthfuls on the ground.

   Can't help cursing: "Dog, that camel beast obviously ate epimedium! It's in heat!"

   "Don't you understand this! Low grade low grade!"

   Draw a mark on the task card.

  The disciple could only pick up the leech with a wry smile, and walked away with a full face of injustice.

  The sloppy monk was still dissatisfied, scooped up a glass of cold water from his hand, rinsed it four or five times before stopping.

  He murmured:

   "Almost, almost."

   There are no women in Shasheng Temple.

   He took a deep breath and just wanted to sit down.

  Suddenly saw a very handsome young monk standing in front of him.

   Immediately, you are not polite: "Bring it."

   Probably regarded Li Chen as the disciple who submitted the task.

   Li Chen smiled all over his face: "Master Ji Ding, I'm not here to hand in the task."

   After speaking, step aside quickly, and ask the sloppy monk to sit down.

  Zhan Master Ji Ding was puzzled, and his eyes kept looking up and down from Li Chen.

  But the buttocks are already touching the seat.

   "Don't turn in the task?"

  Zen Master Ji Ding's eyes were a little defensive.

  Hands honestly touched the scripture again.

   Li Chen took a sneak peek.

  On the scriptures, there are vertical and horizontal lines, black and white chess pieces.

   It is undoubtedly the chess record.

  I found out when Li Chen came to hand in the task last time.

  The entire Shasheng Temple is probably the only one.

   "Then what are you here for?"

   Li Chen didn't say much, but his eyes drifted to the scriptures in his hand.

   "Hey hey hey."

  Monk Ji Ding was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, thinking: Another one who walks in crooked ways.

   I also had a disciple before, and I saw that he loved Go.

  So he used this name to draw closer relationships, evade tasks, and seek benefits.

  Since then, Chan Master Ji Ding has become more and more wary of those disciples who use the name of Go to curry favor with him.

   "If you have something to say, if you have nothing to do, get out."

   "Don't hinder Buddha's interest here!"

  Zen Master Ji Ding gave Li Chen a hard look.

  The tone is very fierce.

  If it was an ordinary disciple, I'm afraid he would have been scared away long ago.

   But Li Chen really came here for Go.

   "Uncle... I don't have any other intentions, I just want to borrow this chess record."

  Zen Master Jiding heard the words, and his heart became angry: Is there anyone in Shasheng Temple who is interested in Go?

   Yes, myself.

  Besides myself, even the rats in the temple only like to practice martial arts.

  This disciple didn't use his practice on the right path, and he really was playing tricks again.

  At the moment, I decided in my heart that I would never care about Lichen again.

  Looked at the chess record in his hand intently.

  Li Chen originally thought that Zen Master Ji Ding would feel like finding a confidant when he saw another player who liked Go.

  Until I observe it with the interpretation mirror.

   Fang knows the cause and effect.

  It turned out that Zen Master Ji Ding was completely scared by those senior brothers who were trying to get sideways.

   Seeing him ignoring him, Li Chen's heart skipped a beat.

  In the interpretation mirror, the disheveled face of the Zen monk is reflected.

  【This big flying hand, encircling Wei and saving Zhao, is really beautiful. 】

  Li Chen felt happy.

   Walked behind Ji Ding, and glanced at the scriptures.

  Deliberately said loudly: "This big flying angle is really a fantastic idea. It not only solves the urgent need, but also turns the gun around to directly attack Heizi's weakness."

  Zen Master Jiding was taken aback when he heard the words.

   Involuntarily turned around and glanced at Li Chen behind him.

  He thought to himself: This kid is a little level...

   To be able to see such a coup.

   is second only to me.

  However, Zen Master Ji Ding still resisted the urge to respond.

   Secretly turned a page.

   Then lean back on purpose.

  Give up most of the chess content.

   This time he did not mean to test the teacher.

  Li Chen couldn't see what this uncle was thinking.

   It's just that he himself really can't play Go at all.

   You can only continue to observe with the interpreter mirror.

  【Jing Ding Zen Master: The chess game on this page should be one-and-one, which is a coup. 】

  Li Chen was secretly happy, so he hurriedly said: "Looking at this situation, it's just mediocre."

   "The only two coups are just one and one top."

  Monk Ji Ding trembled in his hands: Oh, this kid really knows how to play chess.

  Li Chen observed secretly, and saw that he already had a good impression of him, so he struck while the iron was hot, and deliberately sarcastically said: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books."

  "Chess is dead, but people are alive."

   "Even if you look at chess records for a lifetime, it's hard to keep up with the joy of playing a game with others."

   "It's a pity, it's a pity."

  At this time, Zen Master Ji Ding was already tickled by what Li Chen said.

  He read the chess records all the year round, but no one accompanied him to play moves.

   It's really uncomfortable.

  Monk Ji Ding kept his face straight on purpose, and cursed: "What a pity."

   After cursing, he threw the chess record aside, took out two cans of chess pieces, and then nodded.

   Signaled Li Chen to sit opposite him and have a game.

  Li Chen was overjoyed when he saw this: "Hey, my uncle is brilliant, it's better to be alone than to be happy."

   After speaking, he sat down unceremoniously.

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