Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Don't bother everyone, we will handle it ourselves!"

After all, Zhang Jingqing patted Zhang Zhiwei: "Go, just dig a hole in this temple and bury the bear, so that it won't leak out and harm people!"

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

Speechless, Zhang Zhiwei still didn't say anything, Jin Guang took the shape of Qi, dug a big hole, and buried the ghost bear's body in it.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zhiwei digging holes with golden light in amazement, exclaiming that it was unbelievable, and some people called him a living god or something.

Zhang Zhiwei was not interested in these gazes and admiration, he was asking Zhang Jingqing via voice transmission:

"Master, why are you doing this operation? The spirit of this ghost bear is hidden in the bear's skin. Wouldn't it be good if I struck him with a thunder? Why did you bury it?"

"Zhiwei, it is good to be a person and do things with a clear heart, but the four words of a clean heart are easy to say but difficult to do. Zhiwei, let me ask you, you are a principled person. Seeing that this group of people may do a lot of evil, you want to kill them, but this group of people has done nothing wrong now, and you have no reason to kill them, so what should you do?" Zhang Jingqing said via voice transmission.

Zhang Zhiwei said via voice transmission: "I want to kill, but there is no reason to kill? Master, if you really want to kill someone, then anything can be the reason. For example, he stepped into the gate with his left foot first. Can this reason work!"

Zhang Jingqing yelled through voice transmission: "Speaking of strange words, if you act recklessly like you and commit murders, it will only leave a gap in your heart, encourage your inner demons, and become a big obstacle on your way of cultivation!"

"Then according to Master's advice, how should we deal with it?" Zhang Zhiwei said through voice transmission, "Do we have to keep following behind to find opportunities?"

Zhang Jingqing said via voice transmission: "Let the other party take death in a proper way, so that we can have a clear conscience!"

"There is a way to die...with no shame in your heart?!"

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while and said, "How can I have a clear conscience? Do I have to convince myself? For example, when killing people, I think that people are mortal, and some people need a little help. I killed him and helped him stay away." After decades of detours, it’s a great achievement!”

Zhang Jingqing: "..."

Tianshi suddenly felt very tired.

I really want to split the head of this beast with a thunderbolt.

See what's inside.

"Naughty animal, go and meditate and practice Qi, don't talk to me, just watch from the side!" Zhang Jingqing shouted angrily through voice transmission.

When Zhang Jingqing was teaching his apprentices, he always believed in precepts and deeds, but now that the precepts don't work, he plans to teach by example.

"Got the order!"

Zhang Zhiwei happily retreated to the corner to practice the Golden Light Curse.

He has long wanted to practice. He is not interested in what happened to the villagers. This is the background of the great era. He is an ordinary person, and he is powerless to change it if he knows it. It will only increase troubles, so it is better to practice.

...

Time passed quickly, and in the early morning of the next day, Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei rode away without staying any longer.

Inside the stone temple, everyone watched Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei go out, and with a move, two white horses appeared out of nowhere, and they rode away. They were shocked beyond measure.

"Look, that horse is just like the real thing, except it's a little too white!"

"Tsk tsk tsk is really a fairy trick. I remember it was said in the scriptures that if you meet a fairy, you will have a fairy fate, and you will have good luck in the future!"

"Isn't it lucky? If we hadn't met a fairy, we would have been eaten by that bear last night!"

Shocked for a while, several villagers saw that it was already daylight, so they stopped staying any longer, carried firewood on their backs, and walked away through the stagnant water.

Soon, there were only a few quacks in coir raincoats left in the stone temple.

One of them said: "Boss, these people are gone, let's go too, and find a place to bury Er Mazi by the way!"

"Where should I bury it? I think this is good!"

The bearded man pointed to the place where Zhang Zhiwei buried the bear's corpse in the stone temple!

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"What else do you mean?"

The bearded man said: "Dug out that black bear, even if you can't eat the meat, the skin is still valuable, and it happens to be able to bury the two pockmarks. It's easy to do multiple things!"

"Fuck, boss is wise!"

A few people did what they said, without a hoe or a shovel, they just picked up the knife.

The ground of the stone temple was just simple sand, and after a while, a large pit was dug out, with black hairs faintly visible at the bottom of the pit.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on"

The few people dug harder, and the money was touching. After a while, the black bear's body was dug out again.

A few people operated on the corpse, trying to peel off the skin, but the black bear's skin was rough and thick, and it took a long time to cut the skin.

"Damn it, this thing is so tough, it can't be opened!"

"Xinqiu, don't you know how to start peeling from the wound that the Taoist priest broke?!"

After a while, several big men panted heavily, sat on the ground and beat their waists, complaining:

"Fuck, this leather is so fucking hard to peel off! I'm exhausted."

"That's right, I've never seen such a difficult-to-peel hide, even harder than cowhide!"

"Yeah, as expected of a bear that is about to mature, this skin is like armor, I dare say, this thing can definitely sell for a good price!"

"This black bear's flesh is so strong, but it was blown away by a single punch. How fierce is that Taoist priest?"

"Who knows, it's a good thing I didn't make that vote last night, otherwise it would be miserable!"

"By the way, boss, do you know the origin of that Taoist priest?"

The bearded man ignored his subordinates' inquiries, he was holding the bear skin with an obsessed expression on his face.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

The bearded man came back to his senses, revealing a treacherous smile.

The bearded man stood up, shook the bearskin, and didn't think it was sticky and bloody, so he put it on himself, and said:

"This bear fur is really warm, strong, and comfortable. Look, do I look like the blind bear last night?"

After speaking, he staggered, imitating the posture of a black bear, walking up and down in the stone temple.

"It doesn't look like that, boss. Black bears usually walk on four legs, and only stand up when they encounter emergencies!" a younger brother commented.

"Hehehe...that's right!"

The voice of the bearded man was a little hoarse. He bent his hind legs, squatted halfway, put his hands on the ground, and twisted and twisted on the ground like a black bear.

It was a little rusty at first, but after climbing for a while, it became more and more proficient. Every few steps, I shook my head and made a "ho ho ho ho ho" sound from my mouth.

"Fuck, Boss, it's ok, you've learned so much, if you meet outside, I might think it's a real bear!"

"Boss, did you work in a circus before you came out to play in the rivers and lakes? You can't be learned by ordinary people!"

Several younger brothers clapped their hands in amazement.

The bearded man ignored them and continued to walk like a bear, shaking his head.

The few people didn't care about it, they dug the pit for a long time, and now they were as tired as a dog, and they sat on the ground to rest, discussing how much the bear skin could sell for.