Chapter 132 Cihang Pudu

"Shu, why don't you think about it again? I'm really not sure about this group of hell alone! You know, this intrusion into hell is not a joke. If it's not good during this period, you and I will die. On the second floor of the restaurant, Yiye Zhiqiu wiped the sword in his hand and said to Ning Caichen, who was writing hard.

"Ten miles of flat lake is full of frost, and inches of green silk are full of sad years. Look at each other in the shape of the moon, and only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. With the words full of sorrow, Ning Caichen wrote a poem of lovesickness in the painting in his hand.

"Book student, are you listening to what I said!" Looking at Ning Caichen's appearance, Yiye Zhiqiu said helplessly.

Ning Caichen looked at the picture scroll in his hand and said confusedly, "What are you talking about?"

Looking at Ning Caichen's appearance and the beauty in the picture scroll, Yiye Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "I still feel that I can't do it alone. I'm not good enough to bring you back!" Why don't we go to the Lanruo Temple and ask the beard for help? Although the beard has a fierce face, his mana is very high. With his help, we can do things well!"

Thinking of Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen said with some care: "I have asked for a beard, but he has no humanity at all. What can you do for me!"

After hearing this, Yiye Zhiqiu brushed, closed the sword in his hand and cursed viciously; "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Damn, I fought with them. I don't believe that these evil spirits in the ghostland will definitely eat me.

Ning Caichen looked at Zhiqiu with a ferocious face, with a touching look on his face and said sincerely, "Zhiqiu, thank you."

"You wait for me here. I'll buy some cinnabar and make more charms just in case." Yiye Zhiqiu said, picked up a few pieces of silver from the table, and then pushed the door out.

Looking at Yiye Zhiqiu who went out, Ning Caichen sighed, then took out a piece of white paper and wrote a big love word on it.

"Love, what is love? What on earth is it? What is love? In the woods outside the Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia, holding a golden demon-killing sword, sat behind a small square table and sang loudly.

After singing this sentence, Yan Chixia flew up, then pointed to the ground with the tip of her sword and wrote a love word on the ground.

Looking at the big character written, Yan Chixia shook her head, and then turned her head in the air. Then he danced his sword in the forest.

"Pure, tenderness, love, pride, love is too difficult to understand! Talk clearly, flirt, affectionate, show mercy, and twist to the end! Bitterness, emptiness, loneliness, and procrast, just for love, make me sad, happy, always love!" With the flying sword light, Yan Chixia walked quickly and wrote on the ground again.

Yan Chixia, who wrote that she couldn't figure out, knelt at the table, and then inserted it into the small gap between the wine pot and the table with the tip of her sword. After inserting the sword into the gap, Yan Chixia raised her hand, picked up the wine pot, followed, and grabbed the wine pot in her hand.

"Go-dong, Go-dong." With the sound of swallowing wine, Yan Chixia drank a few mouthfuls of wine, threw the wine pot in her hand, then pulled up from the ground and kicked the wine pot to pieces.

After kicking the wine pot, Yan Chixia turned over and sat cross-legged behind the table. In this way, Yan Chixia, sitting on the ground, looked at the golden demon-killing sword in her hand and roared again, "If the sky is affectionate, the sky is old. The older you are, the more affectionate you are!"

After shouting this, Yan Chixia pointed the tip of the sword to her side and stood up with the sword. After standing up, Yan Chixia looked at the small square table in front of her and kicked him head down.

Yan Chixia jumped to the four right angles of the square table. One step, two steps, three steps. Yan Chixia stepped on the corner of the table and walked forward like a stilt.

"I don't understand! Unforgettable! Why is everything affectionate!" The more she thought about it, the more confused Yan Chixia scratched her forehead, then jumped off the table and kicked it out.

The table slid forward with the action of Yan Chixia, sliding the grass under its feet out of a flat yellow land. Looking at the ground under her feet, Yan Chixia shook her sword and wrote quickly on the ground.

"Love, love, love, love, love, love, love. Affectionate swordsman, the sword sings for a long time!" With the words that resounded through heaven and earth, after writing, Yan Chixia, the sword flew out of the dense forest with one finger, leaving two lines of big letters on the ground.

"If the body is immortal, the sword will roar. If the sword continues, it will be uneven!"

"Shu, scholar, there is good news, there is good news!" With the urgent words, Yiye Zhiqiu rushed into the room and shouted at Ning Caichen.

"What good news, it makes you so happy!" Ning Caichen looked at Ye Zhiqiu who ran in, put down the pen and paper in his hand and said strangely.

Yiye Zhiqiu calmed down and explained, "I just saw the county magistrate who injured me below. I hid aside and overheard him say that a powerful and compassionate monk was coming. I think that person, if it's really like what the county magistrate said, we can go to the magistrate for help! As the abbot of the country and compassionate, he must be very high and easy to talk to!"

"Ji Zhang! Does this work?" Ning Caichen heard this and asked uncertainly.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Ning Caichen's appearance and quickly said, "No matter how bad he is, it's better than the two of us going to die!" Anyway, we don't have any loss. What are you afraid of?"

"Then when are we going?" Ning Caichen asked.

"Since they also want to ask the Fa Zhang for help, we have to act quickly. I just thought about it. Why don't we go now? Yiye Zhiqiu pointed to his feet and said affirmatively.

Ning Caichen looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a happy face and nodded, "Okay, for the sake of Xiaoqian, let's ask for this abbot tonight."

downstairs, seeing that everyone's food and drink were not good, Zuo Qianhu pondered for a while and said to Qin Hui beside him: "Lord Qin, Lord Fu. Since we want to ask the Lord Dharma for help, it's not too late! If we wait here for the arrival of the Master, will he think we are not sincere?"

"This!" Fu Tianqiu, as an old fox, nodded with some approval, and then said to Qin Hui, "This Cihang Master has been chanting Buddhist scriptures all the way, and he can't walk ten miles a day. If we wait here, I'm afraid we'll have to wait for several days! There is a change in the dynasty. In my opinion, we should also do it first!"

"Ha ha" Listening to the two people's words, Qin Hui smiled and secretly said that they were really a trap.

The centipede refined abbot drained the blood of the civil servants and military officers in the court and made them into human flesh shells, allowing those goblins to control and disrupt the government. Although Qin Hui did not know the purpose of Cihang's generalization, Fu Tianqiu, as a former first-class member, thought that this was also done by the law-in-law in the name of conspiracy and the deposit in the capital. And this purpose is probably also the flesh and blood of Fu Tianqiu.

"Hmm! What the two adults said is reasonable. This request for help should reflect our sincerity. Qin Hui nodded, and then half asked, and half said affirmatively to the two: "Now the location of Cihang Pudu is only one or two hundred miles away from here. If we hurry up, we can meet Lord Fa Zhang tonight and explain everything to him.

Zuo Qianhu looked at Fu Tianqiu beside him and asked, "My lord, there are good war horses in our brocade guards. It's not a problem at all to run one or two hundred miles in a row. I just don't know if your body can hold on!"

Fu Tianqiu looked at the eyes and said word by word, "Although I'm old, the bones on my body are not old. I'm over the age, and I'm still going to be killed by these traitors! Humph, I can't come out of this tone. How can I be worthy of the prestige I have left for decades!"

"Okay, since the old man is fine, let's go after a few hours of rest. I will definitely be able to stop the Dharma Lord's scaffold when it's dark. Zuo Qianhu said, raised the wine bowl and touched Qin Hui and Fu Tianqiu.