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"Only for giving away or not for sale?"

When Chen Dong heard this, his eyes lit up.

Children from poor families like this kind of business the most.

"Thank you very much."

After saying that, he would pick up the wood and leave.

But the middle-aged man, no longer as cold as before, hurriedly pounded the pipe, blocked it with both hands, and protected the wood behind his back: "What? Do you want to steal it?"

At this point, the placket at his waist just opened, revealing a shining knife.

When Chen Dong saw this, he understood in his heart: he was indeed a hunter.

So, he smiled and said: "Sir, didn't you say you would only give it away but not sell it?"

"I'll take care of this wood for you."

"You look ugly, but you think you're pretty."

"If I give it away, it will be rewarded."

The man glanced at Chen Dong coldly, put the pipe to his mouth again, blew on it, and a few wisps of light smoke rose up.

At first glance, he looks like a chain smoker.

Chen Dong deliberately pretended to be confused and smiled: "Sir, you should have told me earlier."

"We don't have many others here, there are all kinds of people."

"What kind of person do you want to pick up? I'll help you choose someone."

The middle-aged man glared at Chen Dong angrily, smoked his cigarette a few times, and then said after a long time: "A bald head will do."

"Bald?"

Chen Dong was stunned, why did he send a bald person to someone else?

If you want to talk about bald heads, we really have no shortage of them.

Whenever you say yes, Buddha will call you.

"Yes, it must be a bald monk!"

"No one else can catch the wood."

The man said firmly, his expression still full of sadness.

Chen Dong had already heard something in his words: "To tell you the truth, if you want to send a monk away, we will go up to the mountain for you and invite him."

After saying that, he pulled out a wooden sign from his waist. The word "kill" was engraved on the front of the sign, and the word "five" was engraved on the back.

"Sasshōji!!!"

The middle-aged man immediately shivered when he saw the token.

He recognized it at a glance as the disciple token of the Sesshou Temple.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, Chen Dong had already put away the token.

The middle-aged man looked Chen Dong up and down again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he turns out to be a lay disciple of Shasheng Temple."

"I've met the young hero in Xia Qiao Shan!"

"You're welcome, lay disciple Chen Dong, I've met Almsgiver Qiao~" As expected, the other party's expression changed after hearing the words 'Sasheng Temple'.

Chen Dong secretly thought: Could it be that the other party wanted something from the Shasheng Temple?

"To be honest, I have something to ask for."

Speaking of this, Qiao Shan sighed and spoke eloquently.

He was originally a hunter in the mountains. Not long ago, when he was hunting in the mountains with his fellow villagers, he suddenly saw a great fox who smiled at everyone.

Since then, children in the village began to disappear inexplicably.

The gentleman in the village said that they, the hunters, had attracted the great fox.

The great immortal specializes in eating boys and girls.

You have to find a monk with strong magic power to drive away the fox.

So he took a treasure tree collected in the village and went down the mountain to look for him.

Before leaving, Muramasa specifically said that the fox fairy's magic was so powerful that only the monks from the Shasheng Temple in the south could cure the fox fairy.

That's why Qiao Shan came to the lumber market, only giving away the wood but not selling it.

The gifts are treasures and favors.

If they want to pick up this piece of wood, they have to drive away the fox demon for them.

When Chen Dong heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "So that's what happened."

"Why do my uncles and masters need to take action in this matter? We are enough."

After saying that, he looked at the junior brother next to him and both felt confident.

The fox fairy was reduced to bullying the mountain people in the wild, so he was not a very clever person.

Furthermore, during the days after joining Wulu Chanyuan, my practice has not relaxed.

Especially Chen Dong, whose mastery of puppetry and wooden figures made him quite powerful, even Li Chen once praised him.

What's more, there is a blood feud between him and the demon clan. When he heard about the fox fairy, his blood naturally surged into his heart.

Orion Qiao Shan clenched the pipe in his hand, but there was some hesitation in his eyes. Before he came, Muramasa said that he must find a monk with no hair on his head, but these few in front of him...

"Ahem, you two young heroes, that fox fairy is not ordinary..."

How could Chen Dong not see his concerns? He didn't dare to make any further excuses at the moment: "How about this? Brother Qiao will follow me up the mountain first? Let's wait until he has become a famous master?"

Qiao Shan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Oh my, this feeling is good, this feeling is good."

"The folks in Qiaojiazhuang are all counting on Chen Shaoxia."

"Then this wood..."

"It is natural that the virtuous will live there."

After the group ordered all the materials, they didn't bother to eat out. They directly carried Yun Tongmu and took Qiao Shan to the Shasheng Temple.

When they arrived at the foot of Muduo Mountain, Chen Dong first asked his junior brother to lead Qiao Orion to the Zhike Courtyard to wait, while he carried the Yuntong tree up the mountain.

Only halfway up the mountain, a familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Hmm, not bad, not bad. Although it is a little thin, it is still good quality wood."

Hearing this voice, Chen Dong immediately bent down and said, "Disciple Chen Dong has met the head of the courtyard."

Mr. Mu Duo, who was tangible and insubstantial, nodded to the wood: "I really hope you come across this good wood."

Chen Dong smiled naively: "The head of the hospital has a keen eye, and it is indeed good wood."

"It's just that this wood is worth a favor from the boss."

"Oh? Favor?"

Seeing Mr. Muduo's puzzled face, Chen Dong quickly told him what had just happened.

"So that's it."

Mr. Muduo stroked his beard, and the corners of his mouth curved: "So you got this wood by selling favors."

"Whether you can stay depends on your ability."

Seeing this, Chen Dong hurriedly said: "Yes, Dean."

"Brother Qiao said that he must find a bald monk to go back and report."

Mr. Muduo laughed twice: "That's good, I'm going to the temple, and you can go with me to see the elder."

After that, he asked another disciple named Wang to report the matter to the outer gate steward Lixu monk.

Then he took Chen Dong down Muduo Mountain directly.

Once he entered the Shasheng Temple, he went straight to the Jichan Palace.

"Fox Fairy?"

After hearing the ins and outs of the matter, Master Huise frowned.

"It's been a while since I heard of any monsters around the Lihuo Formation."

Originally, the Killing Forest outside the Killing Temple imprisoned countless monsters, and then Li Chen defeated Wanshou Villa.

It's not wrong to say that the Killing Temple is the graveyard of monsters.

Ordinary monsters avoid it, but a fox fairy suddenly appeared here.

Either it is a fool who knows nothing.

Or it has other purposes and deliberately leads the monks of the Killing Temple.

After thinking about it, no matter what, the Killing Temple must send disciples to take a look.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, the monster must be captured.

"Well, since there are monsters, we in the Killing Temple cannot turn a blind eye."

"We must send a few disciples to explore the truth." The obscure Zen master nodded, with a flash of thought in his eyes.