The Monk

Chapter 465 Villagers

Zhang Weijing and his entourage followed the middle-aged people into the village. They could still hear a few people talking nonsense at the entrance of the village even a long way away. The man in his forties was teasing the young people again: "Didn't you hear Lao Cui say that those girls should be arranged to rest in various homes? Go back and clean up the house quickly and let Lao Cui arrange more for the two girls. If one of you falls in love with you, it will be your blessing. "

Zhang Wen laughed secretly when he heard this, and looked back at the expressions of the women. They could also hear those people talking nonsense, and they were all puffing up their air. They couldn't help laughing out loud, which made the women angry. They quickly turned their heads to face the front, and Old Cui in gray chatted for a few words in a serious manner.

Lao Cui's family has three houses, but the yard is large. After leading everyone into the yard, he said: "Wait a moment." He went into the house and took out a few wooden stools, and then went to borrow them from another house. After a while, there were more than a dozen stools for everyone to sit on. Because there were too few stools, I was embarrassed to say Please bear with me.

Zhang Ying smiled and said, "It's you who takes care of me." He took out a piece of gold and wanted to hand it over. By chance, the hostess of the Cui family came back, glared at Lao Cui angrily, and then said to everyone with a smile on his face: "I'm talking to a neighbor's house. I don't know. We are a distinguished guest. Please bear with me if you come back late."

The couple spoke in the same tone. Zhang Aifan smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. and Mrs., for the hospitality." The hostess smiled and said, "What kind of hospitality is this? I'll have dinner later and feel that it's to my appetite. It's not too late to thank you." If you want to go inside, prepare meals. Zhang Awei stopped him, took out the ingot of gold and said, "Aren't there so many people going to eat up your family and make them poor? Take your money and buy some."

Lao Cui and his wife hurriedly waved their hands and said, "No, what's a meal? How can I charge money?" The two refused to accept the money, but the gold was so attractive that they couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Zhang Ain put the gold on the window sill and said, "It doesn't have to be too much trouble. We have it ourselves. We can just borrow it from my brother's yard to stay for a while."

Lao Cui hurriedly picked up the gold from the window sill and stuffed it into Zhang Ping's hands. He just said: "This can't be done, this can't be done." The gold was as big as a finger, and it was a considerable fortune for ordinary people. But Lao Cui refused to accept it.

Unmoved by the money, Lao Cui's kindness made Zhang afraid happy. He was happy when he met a good person, and he was very generous. He took out a piece of gold of about the same size and handed it to the Cui family's mistress and said: "If you don't accept it, I will immediately Just leave.”

I don’t know who invented this rogue saying. I use it to threaten people when they meet by chance, and it often works. However, if people can really be so tolerant and kind to each other, it won't be a big deal to say some rascal words, and it can add some joy.

Lao Cui and his wife were stunned with a piece of gold each. In their entire life, they had never seen such a crazy person, throwing money around? I tried to persuade him, but seeing that dozens of people didn’t take him seriously, I guess he was a very wealthy person. My mood changed from surprise to joy, and I accepted the gold and thanked him profusely. Zhang Ping said calmly: "It's nothing." So Lao Cui and his wife went to prepare food.

Seeing the two people leaving, Zhang Tianfang asked: "What are you doing here?" Zhang Aing said: "I want to see who is more unlucky." Zhang Tianfang didn't understand: "What do you mean?" Zhang Aing said nothing, his consciousness covered the village, and slowly, Spreading outward, the situation within a hundred miles radius was clearly reflected in my mind, and no trace of the ghosts was found.

He originally wanted to bring some spiritual wine to attract the ghosts to take the bait, but firstly, there was no water nearby, so it was not very safe; secondly, he was worried that he would provoke a lot of top-level ghosts like last time, and he would be unable to eat and walk around. By then it was too late to cry, so I decided to sit back and wait in the village. High-level ghost disciples are not interested in ordinary people. They are looking for cultivators to kill people and refine weapons. Only low-level ghost disciples will endlessly torment ordinary people. Zhang was afraid that he planned to bully these people.

But there is always a discrepancy between wishes and reality. A group of people were eating and drinking in the courtyard, from eating to eating, and then from eating to eating. The ghost did not appear, but the owner of the house was quite tired. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Zhang Wen said goodbye. After everyone left the village, Zhang Tianfang asked: "What do you want to do?" Fang Jian was smart, looked at Zhang Wen and said, "He wants to kill someone." Zhang Tianfang was stunned for a moment, and asked quietly after thinking for a while. He said: "Are you addicted?" Then he muttered: "You shouldn't be." Zhang Anqing laughed angrily and said: "You can also be addicted to killing people? Do you think I am as cruel and cruel as you?" Zhang Tianfang said solemnly: "I am not addicted and I am not cruel. ”

Zhang was afraid of talking nonsense to him and thought about where to go. After thinking about it all night last night, I thought there must be ghosts nearby. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the two groups of ghost disciples and saints bumped into each other as soon as they said they were going to meet each other, called for people when they asked for help, just threw a messenger talisman, and a group of people immediately came to help and make noise.

After much thought, I decided to stay near the village and continue to wait and see. Choose a mountain col, dig three feet into the ground, cover the top with branches and leaves and trees, and use it as a temporary habitat. Set up a magic circle around it for shade and isolation. After doing all this, Zhang Wen planned to go to other villages. After all, there were not only four villages in the vast land, nor were there only these 1,800 people. There were more people who were in danger without knowing it. He wanted to see them. Is it possible to save more people?

Just as he was about to leave, two demon cultivators flew in from the west. Zhang was afraid to hide and wait. In the blink of an eye, two demonic cultivators arrived, sitting cross-legged and meditating a mile outside the village entrance. If they remained motionless, they must have been sent by the saints to protect the people in the village.

Seeing these two people, Zhang was afraid that he would no longer have to wander around in other villages. The saints could send people to garrison here, and of course they would also leave people in other villages, so he just lay down half underground and was lazy.

On the fourth day of laziness, seven alchemy ghost disciples flew towards the village. When the two saints found out, they immediately fired the messenger talisman to warn them. When the seven ghost disciples saw the messenger talisman rising into the air, they stopped flying forward and each threw a powerful spell at the two of them. Then they turned around and left without seeing the result.

The two saints were forced by the seven spells and were almost seriously injured. If the ghost disciples continued to attack behind the spells, they would have died, so they could only watch the seven people leave without daring to pursue them.

They didn't dare to take action, but there were people who dared to take action lurking in the wild. I saw seven flashes of white light, and all the ghost disciples who were escaping died with big holes in their chests and backs.

The two saints were frightened and saw nothing. They only felt a flash of white light and seven people died? And the way of death was particularly cruel. I habitually used my consciousness to carefully check the bloodlines of the seven people, and found that they were indeed dead. Then I thought about tracing the source of the white light, but of course I couldn't find it. At this time, thirteen alchemy saints flew in from all directions. Seeing the seven corpses on the ground, they all looked at the two original saints in surprise and praised: "It's amazing, it's amazing. Two killed seven and they were killed so happily." neat?"

The two saints blushed a little, waved their hands and said: "It's not us." They recounted what had just happened to attract everyone's attention. They discussed and speculated for a while but still had no clue. Someone said: "Why do you think so much? Just help us." "