The Monk

Chapter 345 Good intentions do bad things

The victims thanked Zhang Awei and could only express their gratitude by kowtowing and praying. However, Zhang Awei was shocked and shouted: "I can't do it, I can't do it, get up quickly, get up quickly."

No one among the people below was willing to listen. Zhang was afraid that he had no choice but to fly away, almost as if he was running away, but he felt warm in his heart. A warm current surged from his heart, and several warm currents surged from his limbs and bones. Many warm currents surged from his body. It overflows the whole body, very comfortable, as light as if you want to fly. Zhang Ai smiled, "Am I just flying?"

I chose an uninhabited place in the mountains to rest, and frightened a pheasant. I then walked through the grass, and a green snake swam out. The piglet and kitten saw it and got toys. They jumped around to scare the snakes and pheasants, and the pheasants cooed in fear. , the green snake coiled up as if facing a powerful enemy. Zhang Wei cursed angrily: "Can't you just be honest for a while?"

The little pig and kitten didn't care what he said. They crawled on the ground and learned how to swim like snakes. Zhang was afraid that he would be angry and couldn't laugh at all. He was completely speechless. Such stupid beasts were actually spiritual beasts. How could there be any reason to explain.

Ignore the two guys and think about what to do tomorrow. The leader of the Jing Sect, Sima Ang, said that he is still here, which is really a headache. Why would a good cultivator harass innocent people all the time, or else help the Demon Sect fight? Zhang Ai lay on his back and thought wildly. If there weren't disaster victims there, he would have really wanted to give up two places, and then watch the excitement, and see the expressions of these aloof cultivators when the spiritual energy dissipated.

It can't be done at the moment. After thinking for a long time, I can't think of a way. It seems that tomorrow the only choice is to go on a killing spree.

The kitten and piggy had enough fun and jumped on his belly to sleep. Zhang Ai was helpless staring at the two guys, but fortunately, he was not so lonely with the two of them accompanying him. When I think of loneliness, I think of Song Yunyi, Cheng Xi'er, and Fang Jian and the others. I don't know how they are doing lately.

After a night passed, Zhang Ain quietly appeared on one side of the bank in the middle of the Ning River, right in the middle of the two spiritual places. Then he waited boredly for the greedy man to kill him.

The rich spiritual energy in the two places leaked out, and those who could alert it have already been alerted. No cultivators have appeared since last night. Occasionally, ordinary people passed by on the path along the shore. At this moment, two strong men, each carrying a pheasant, passed behind him. They were walking and talking. One person said: "Fortunately, I caught two chickens, otherwise I wouldn't even have meat dishes to cook for my birthday?" The other person said. Then he said: "Didn't you say that Erhei went to fish for fish?" "What to fish for? The boat has been washed away by the water. I guess I can catch a few fish as big as the tail of my hand. It will be good."

The two of them walked away talking, and Zhang was afraid that he heard clearly that birthday celebrations meant celebrating someone's birthday, but he didn't have this opportunity. He didn't know what day he was born. He turned around and looked at the backs of the two people leaving. They were overworked, their backs were a little bent, and their clothes were shabby. They must be from a poor family, but even if they were poor, they still wanted to put out birthday wine to add to the festive atmosphere.

He wanted to go with the two of them to see the birthday banquet and drink birthday wine, but at this moment, three monks flew from the north, stopped at the upper reaches of the spiritual land, and shouted in unison: "Everyone, please retreat thirty miles immediately." Anyone who doesn’t retreat will be killed without mercy.”

When Zhang Wen heard this, six sects had brought down the Demon Sect so quickly? It's unlikely, so I wanted to fly over and ask clearly. At this time, three monks also appeared in the Youling Land, and they also shouted: "Everyone must retreat thirty miles away immediately, and those who do not retreat will be killed without mercy."

The voices of the six people upstream and downstream were loud and could be clearly heard by Zhang Ai. The two people who had just left changed their expressions when they heard the words. One of them said anxiously: "I told you that you can't live a long life and you can't live a long life, but you didn't listen. What should I do now?"

"What should we do? This is our home. Even if you kill me, you won't leave. What's more, the old lady has six years to live, how can you not do it?" The other person was a bit angry. The person who spoke first shook his head and sighed: "I hope the god yesterday can still come to save us."

All in all, the reason why the people can't live in peace is themselves, those wood spirits, alas, they originally wanted to help the victims as much as possible, but they did bad things with good intentions. Zhang Ai looked up to the sky and screamed: "I won't leave, you come and kill me." "The people moved with the sound, flying in the air, waiting for the six people to come over.

Unexpectedly, when the six monks upstream and downstream heard Zhang Ao's shouting, they immediately turned around and flew away, as if they had come all the way just to shout. The common people heard Zhang Wei shouting and saw six people leaving. They couldn't figure out what was going on. However, they knew that the bandits who planned to occupy their homes were once again driven away by the Savior Immortal. They cheered, jumped, and thanked them constantly. However, some people moved away with sad faces in order to seek peace. Looking at the leaving victims, Zhang Ping sighed secretly: Remember, never do bad things with good intentions in the future!

Zhongluo returned to the river and sat down. The two people who had just passed by him turned back cautiously and stopped a hundred meters away. Hesitantly wanted to come over but did not dare. Zhang Ain asked: "Is something wrong?"

The sound was not loud, but it reached their ears clearly. The two of them trotted over in a hurry. They arrived before the other person showed up. They bowed and clasped their hands in thanks. Zhang was afraid of smiling and asked again: "Is there something wrong?"

The two stopped five meters away and did not dare to come forward. They encouraged each other to talk. After a while, one of them was afraid that the immortal would be angry, so he blushed and said: "We, no, it is his mother's birthday, six years old, and we want to invite the immortal to eat." longevity wine.”

If he changed his identity, he would really like to go and see it; but now he is regarded as a savior and a god. If he goes to have a drink, he may not cause any trouble. He smiled and refused: "I can't go, please help me." I'll bring some wine and meat for your mother. You can take it back as my birthday gift." As he spoke, he put out a jar of wine and several large pieces of meat, all of which were ordinary objects. I originally wanted to give him a magic pill and some diluted spiritual wine, but because I was worried that my good intentions might lead to bad things, I changed it to an ordinary object.

The two people heard this and waved their hands hurriedly: "What's wrong with this? You gave us money and food, and saved us several times. How can we take your things again? If you don't want it, you can take it back."

Zhang Ying smiled and said: "These things are nothing to me, take them and go back quickly, your mother is still waiting for the meat dishes to start."

In the end, of course, the two of them took their things and said goodbye with a lot of thanks. Zhang Fei took a pot of spirit wine and sat by the river to drink alone. The more he drank, the more he felt that wine was a good thing. Just as he was sighing, a large number of monks appeared in front of him. Zhang Ping smiled happily, and the main show finally began.

Those people were the six cultivators of the Righteous Path whom I met yesterday. What was strange was that not a single one of them was missing. Zhang was so frightened that he fought against the demons desperately but no one was killed? So powerful? He hurriedly put away the wine flask, took out his long sword, and concentrated on preparing for the attack.

The first person to speak was Sima Ang, the leader of the Jingmen Sect. He was dressed in white like snow, with no damage or blood stains. There was no sign of a fight. Did this guy fight? Zhang was afraid that after studying for a long time, he would come to the conclusion that either there was no fight, or he had too many clothes and changed into another one.

Sima Angfei came closer and asked proudly: "Have you thought about it?" He did not show any courtesy or address, and spoke carelessly and proudly, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.