My golden finger is delicious

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This is a headache.

Wu Ding can only use the most common and most rogue amnesia plot.

"You have lost your memory?!"

The eyes of the people in Xuanqing Temple looked at Wu Ding more strangely.

The older ones were still thinking.

The young people were full of contempt.

In ancient times, there was no baptism of various "amnesia plots".

Nine out of ten are unheard of, and they think you are bragging at the moment.

"It's not a complete amnesia. I remember my name, my strength, I remember that I am rich, I remember that I am a descendant of Yan and Huang, and I remember that I am a citizen of this land."

Wu Ding said it sincerely, and the pride and pride in his eyes made the people in Xuanqing Temple slightly moved.

"When I woke up, I was on a hill southwest of Qiantang County, and my memory was fuzzy. Some things were very clear, but some were messy. I killed the centipede monster at that time. Later, when I was walking on the streets of Hangzhou, I suddenly got an inspiration that I should visit Leifeng Pagoda. I stopped a kind person, Xu Xian from Li Mansion. I have been staying at his house recently."

"Have you been to Leifeng Pagoda?"

"I went there later, but I didn't feel anything. No excitement, no nostalgia, and no memory of anything."

"As for the Wang family, you can ask housekeeper Liu. It was really an encounter."

Wu Ding left blank when he said this.

Let everyone at the scene make up their minds.

Deliberately downplaying the fact that he could actually take the initiative to seek help from the authorities.

He also deliberately downplayed the fact that he actually hinted that Xuanqing Temple would help him get the pass through the back door.

Wu Ding was very fortunate that he had been with Fan Xuan for a long time, and he was more smooth in doing things.

No words were too rigid, and no words were too clear.

Seeing that the people of Xuanqing Temple were struggling enough.

Wu Ding immediately held back a tear in his eyes.

"I am a local here. I am not a spy or a traitor. I know, but I can't prove it." Wu Ding looked at the Taoist priest with the highest backup among the people from Xuanqing Temple with the most sincere eyes.

"I wonder if you Taoist priests have any way to prove Jinghe's origin, or... prove that I am a foreigner?"

Since there is no way to prove my innocence, please show me real evidence to prove that I am guilty.

The people of Xuanqing Temple couldn't help but look at the elder who had the right to speak.

This weird Taoist friend, although suspicious, is suspicious, but what he said is right.

All cases require evidence.

This crime of being a spy for an enemy country is indeed not a crime that can be convicted with just one or two suspicions.

This is embarrassing.

In the end, it was the leader Wuwei Zhenren who smiled and gave Wu Ding an explanation.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a rare fact. I will report it to the court and inform my fellow Daoists. Fellow Daoist Wu... you will have to have another fellow Daoist to accompany you for a while."

The joy on Wu Ding's face was absolutely true.

He also took the initiative to express his willingness to accept any supervision, even more than one.

For example, the little Taoist priest who just glared at me the most fiercely, you can also stay to supervise me.

"Me?" The little Taoist priest was a little surprised, but he didn't appreciate it. "With my level, I have no way of knowing if you want to escape or run. It would be useless if I added it."

"No matter who it is, I am willing to accept supervision. Uh...Except for Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple."

"Why?"

"I don't know why." Wu Ding continued to raise the amnesia plot. "Maybe it was fate in the previous life. When I heard the three words Jinshan Temple, I was a little scared."

Fate? It's more like resentment.

The name Fahai added by Wu Ding made the little Taoist priest who was most hostile to him believe that Wu Ding was one of his own.

Suddenly spoke for Wu Ding.

"Sishan." Wuwei Zhenren stopped his disciple from speaking without restraint.

"Master, I didn't say that. Who in the circle doesn't know Fahai... Abbot, he is too... serious. And he takes it as his duty to slay demons and save the world."

Little master, your two ellipsis are very subtle.

Master Fahai is a well-known person in the circle who hates evil.

The blacklist of the demon world, the ghost world is afraid of ghosts.

A demon and a Liao people are placed in front of Fahai.

He is definitely chasing a demon.

A ghost and a Xixia people are placed in front of Fahai.

He is definitely killing a ghost.

Fahai has never publicly admitted it, but everyone knows that Fahai is an anti-war person.

He opposes the Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty and the invasion of Liaoxia.

He is an extreme idealist.

What he wants is to "save all living beings" and what he wants is a world without demons.

In his opinion, human struggles can be calmed down.

The existence of demons is unforgivable.

In the early years, Fahai killed too many people with his powerful magic.

He didn't care whether there were any demons and ghosts that never killed anyone among the demons and ghosts he killed.

He caused a group of people to rise up for revenge, and Jinshan Temple was almost demolished.

Fahai has restrained himself a little in recent years.

But Fahai is still Fahai.

If Wu Ding is really an enemy, what he cares about most is definitely not Fahai.

But the army of Song Dynasty, the people of Song Dynasty, and other monks of Song Dynasty.

"Sishan, go back and copy the "Nine Heavens Born God Chapter Sutra" a hundred times." Wuwei Zhenren gave homework to his talkative little apprentice.

"Nine Heavens Born God Chapter Sutra! A hundred times!!" The little Taoist priest was so scared that his voice changed.

Wu Ding recalled the number of words in the "Daoist Canon" and quietly lit candles for the little Taoist priest.

"Master, I know I was wrong!!!" Sishan immediately knelt down and cried. It was not enough for him to admit his mistakes. Reciting the "Nine Heavenly Gods Chapter" a hundred times would kill people. "I shouldn't have made random guesses and made arbitrary conclusions based on my prejudice and personal opinions."

Wuwei Zhenren sighed helplessly at his little apprentice.

He promised Wu Ding that the people sent to Wu Ding for "academic exchanges" must not be Buddhists.

"Mr. Wu wants a lot of opportunities to prove his innocence."

"Oh?"

"Mr. Wu has lost his memory, and I'm afraid he has forgotten some small things."

The power of the Xuanmen world in this world has been made public.

Ordinary people know that there are monsters and ghosts, and they need to find professional and certified institutions to slay monsters and eliminate demons.

However, the whole world is not just the Song Dynasty.

The opposite Xixia and Liao also have their own monks.

During the Warring States Period, military power and monks' power were mixed together to fight world wars.

On the battlefield, weapons and magic took off.

After the First Emperor evaluated the world, he could not tolerate too much infiltration of monks in his country.

Especially the infiltration of the army.

The old Qin people valued the army more than anyone else. If they did not value it, they would not have won the world.

After the title of "Emperor", the first decree he issued was to kick the monks out of the army. ——From then on, there would be no more monks in the world. (I don't need it, and you don't need it either)

The First Emperor could not have expected that his Great Qin Empire would perish in the second generation. He was talking about the Xiongnu and Donghu in the north and the Baiyue in the south.

Issued decrees from his own country to other countries and forced others to execute them...

Only the First Emperor.

But issuing is one thing, what if others don't listen?

Then let the monks fight each other first.

In this way, the decrees, which were still very rough at the time, became more and more mature.

The foresight of the First Emperor was recognized by all countries.

Everyone tacitly isolated the cultivators from the army.

The monks also found that being away from ordinary people was more conducive to the improvement of their state of mind.

It is necessary to practice in the world, but you also need to settle down in the world.

Always fighting for the secular world is not conducive to the improvement of cultivation.

Now when two countries go to war, they will let the national master accompany them.

The monk team led by the national master does not take action. They are just on the battlefield to prevent the other side from cheating.

And the war between monks...

It is not like before, first fight a wave, then the army's turn.

Fighting anytime and anywhere, even if the two countries are allies and have been friends for generations, they should still fight.

Wuwei Zhenren did not say it very directly, and each point was said very obscurely.

No matter how obscure it is, those who should understand it will understand.

Usually, monks fight for good and evil, resources, and hatred.

But once the secular countries go to war.

The monks will inevitably fight.

"In other words, there will be similar "making friends through martial arts" exchange conferences in the next few years?"

Everyone in Xuanqing Temple showed a subtle smile.

In the end, it was the young Taoist priest Sishan who still couldn't control his mouth.

"That's on the surface."

On the surface, a place was marked out for everyone to make friends through martial arts, regardless of life or death, with the result first and friendship second.

But secretly.

Kill when you should kill, rob when you should rob.

The thirty-six strategies left to you by our ancestors are not for you to use as a footrest.

So, Wu Ding, who suddenly appeared without a pass, made Xuanqing Temple so alert.

"So I just need to find an opportunity to kill the people in the north, and I can prove my innocence."

If there is no formal alliance, let him show his talent.

It's just that he has to suffer for a few years.

"Daoyou is smart."

The old Taoist priest stood up and saluted Wu Ding to say goodbye, and the young Taoist priests behind him also saluted.

"Fellow Daoist, please accept this talisman. In a few days, give it to the person who comes to the young master."

The person who is monitoring you will arrive in a few days. You will take this talisman in the next few days.

Wu Ding accepted it very happily.

The attitude of having a clear conscience is very popular.

"It's hard for everyone in Xuanqing Temple to run this time. After the identity is proved, my Taoist card will still be hung in Xuanqing Temple."

Wu Ding sent the person to the door, and suddenly there was a wooden box the size of a shoe box in his hand.

"This is..."

"A small gift." Wu Ding smiled and asked the people in Xuanqing Temple to accept this thank-you gift.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, this is not good. Your centipede corpse is already a bribe."

As a master, it is difficult to say anything.

The young Taoist Sishan continued to speak frankly.

"The centipede is a proof of my strength. This is a proof of my small financial resources. If I can use this to prove that the north can't afford to hire me as a spy, it can also be regarded as a way to prove my innocence."

In fact, Wu Ding really thought about this trick.

It's a pity that he knows nothing about the cultivation world in this small world.

This place has its own system, and the inheritance is quite obvious.

If the things he brought out were too strange or too rare, or only produced in Liaoxia.

Then he really couldn't explain it.

The things he gave to Xuanqing Temple were very simple and very common.

It was a whole box of high-purity cinnabar.

It is definitely available in the Central Plains.

But this purity and fineness are definitely extremely rare in ancient times.

I believe this kind of hard currency in the cultivation world. It is comparable to the existence of "strategic materials".

It will definitely increase his favorability.

Let Xuanqing Temple speak for him in the circle.

As soon as the people from Xuanqing Temple left.

Wu Ding returned to the Xu family and watched the Xu family prepare for the wedding.

The wedding of the century is not to be missed.

Live video recording is also required.

The horoscopes of both parties have already merged.

It was a perfect match made in heaven.

Preparations for the wedding are also in full swing.

The two parties chose the nearest good day, which was this month.

During this period, Wu Ding accidentally watched Bai Suzhen become frustrated several times.

Bai Suzhen came to repay her kindness.

Whether it was kindness or love, she hoped that Xu Xian could lie down comfortably and leave other things to her.

Whatever Xu Xian wants, she should give it to him with both hands.

Xu Xian's family background is there.

Bai Suzhen was prepared that the other party would not be able to offer much betrothal gift.

As a result, Xu Xian's family received silk and satin (which the family had saved up as gifts from relatives and friends), pearl jewelry (which Xu Xian bought with money from being a escort), and two pieces of cold jade full of spiritual energy (which Wu Ding secretly added).

Xiaoqing: "Sister! Is Xu Xian's family so rich?"

Bai Suzhen: "Probably not..."

Both of their eyes were glued to the spiritual jade and couldn't move away.

Is this kind of good jade available to ordinary people?

Xiaoqing: "Sister, how much do you need to prepare for such a dowry? You can't lose your momentum! We are here to repay the favor! We are not letting Mr. Xu raise it! How about I... borrow some?"

Bai Suzhen: "No, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon in Qiantang, Xuanqing Temple, and Jinshan Temple are not easy."

Xiaoqing: "By the way, buy a house! We have enough money to buy an abandoned house and use magic to renovate it! Isn't it a nice luxury mansion? Let's fool it first, and then slowly renovate it to become real, isn't that enough? Finally, It’s better not to buy in Hangzhou. It’s too close to Jinshan Temple.”

Bai Suzhen: "This is a good idea."

At this moment, Xu Xian came to the door with a silly smile on his face.

"Master gave me a house and said it had been prepared for me a long time ago. But we got married in a hurry and the house hadn't been repaired yet. The wedding was still held in Qiantang and we moved to a new home after the wedding."

"..."

"I don't dare to resign from the gift of the elders. Once I am a teacher, I will be a father forever. In the future, I will naturally take care of my master until he grows old. Madam...why do you look so bad?"

"No, it's nothing. Your master is my master. We naturally have to take care of the elderly. As a wife, you should be filial. I was just thinking, is the house in Qiantang?"

"In Suzhou, it's a small courtyard with three entrances."

After sending Xu Xian away, the master and servant continued to worry about the few silver coins left.

"This dowry is temporary... I can only come as an ordinary person."

They couldn't let Xu Xian live a life of getting rich overnight without working hard.

In preparation for the wedding, the money spent was actually less than Xu Xian.

"By the way, didn't Xu Xian say he was going to the Yue Family Army?"

"Yes, I heard that the Yue Family Army is strict in recruiting people. We can help our husband."