Chapter 194 It's so exciting~

When asked by Li Kui, Dai Zong reacted, swallowed the venison in his mouth with a hiccup, and ran out of the nun.

"What a god." Dai Zong rushed to Zhou Tian hanging on the jujube tree and carefully looked at Zhou Tian's swinging right leg at high speed as if looking at a baby. He couldn't help making a sound in his mouth, "I can't help but urge the armored horse for the first time. Tut, it's really a god..."

"Dean, don't look at it. This branch is almost unbearable. If you don't stop for me, maybe you will have to go to Suzhou next time you see me first." Zhou Tian looked at Dai Zong and the stunned, so he couldn't help reminding, okay, you have studied with that, I can't stand it... "Well, okay..." Dai Zong said a few spells in his mouth and casually tapped on Zhou Tian's legs. After Dai Zong's little bit, the swing of Zhou Tian's right leg slowed down, but he didn't It can really stop.

"Dean, can you help me to the end and stop it completely?" Although Sunday's legs have not completely stopped swinging, they have been able to stand firmly from the ground, but they still have to maintain the golden chicken reading ability.

"Brother Zhou Tian, you can't eat meat before exerting your body skills, otherwise the control of this magic will be greatly reduced. We have just finished eating venison, so we can't completely stop our brother's magic at all." Dai Zong looked at Zhou Tian's cramped right leg and explained.

"Then the dean will teach me how to control the divine practice. I'll try it myself." Well, you have to avoid it when you perform a magic spell, but just now I was a armored horse with venison in my mouth. Zhou Tian estimated that this emphasis on avoiding meat is only limited to low-level fairy fate, and he thinks that there should be no taboos in the body of immortals like himself.

"Brother, listen carefully..." Since the armored horse has been made, it doesn't matter if this method of controlling the armored horse is taught. Even if he can pass on this divine skill, even if he is worthy of the Taoist priest at the beginning, so Dai Zong taught Zhou Tian the magic control formula of this divine magic.

"It's so simple..." Zhou Tian heard Dai Zong's words, and suddenly in his heart, he ran the spiritual power on his body, and the armored horse fell off under the operation of Zhou Tian's spiritual power, and then turned into a burst of fire and disappeared.

"Emotions are similar to their own spiritual charms. They are all surnames at one time." Zhou Tian was relieved to see that his right leg stopped, but the influence of the magic was still there - he was still shaking with it.

"Brother Zhou Tian, what's wrong with your leg?" At this time, Li Kui, who had a big head, also swayed out of the nunnery. Seeing Zhou Tian's right leg and the twitching, he couldn't help pointing and asking.

"This is a sequela of cerebral thrombosis. You don't understand..."

"So that's it, my brother is really educated..." -

After learning the divine operation, the three of them ate another period of wine. Seeing the early Sunday, they took Li Kui and Dai Zong to leave.

Li Kui's boy is rich now, so this gambling addiction is naturally a little more powerful. After talking to Zhou Tian, he went to the stinky gambling house and went to have fun. On Sunday, he bought a piece of braised venison for Song Jiang and then went back to his luxury standard room.

"Tow, the thousand-year-old ginseng is exactly the same as that recorded in the Book of Heaven." Take out the Korean ginseng that is similar to the radish you got today on Sunday and take a closer look.

This thousand-year-old ginseng is the main medicine of the simplest elixirs recorded in the Book of Heaven. Zhou Tian's cultivation is not slow to improve now, but it is far worse than when he practiced while taking drugs, so Zhou Tian naturally came up with the idea of refining the elixir, but the materials needed to grow the spiritual elixir are very precious. In terms of the financial resources of the two small forces controlled by Zhou Tian, even if it is Wu and Zhao Lao Si couldn't afford to buy a thousand-year-old ginseng, and the most important thing was that the thousand-year-old ginseng was still in priceless, so when he saw this kind of thing in the golden man's hand on Sunday, he naturally had to spend a lot of money to buy it.

After this, Zhou Tian felt that it was good for him to collect some rare materials in later generations when he traveled through ancient times, but now there is a little problem that is more troublesome - his universe Ruyi bag is too fucking small, like a wallet, with at most one ginseng, and not counting the box, that's it. Small bags, even if you can get a large number of medicinal herbs on Sunday, you can't get them back. The only way is to collect the materials and refine them into elixir quickly, but then the problem comes again - where to find alchemy guys? You know, the alchemy furnace is not easy to find even in the ancient times when the industry was flourishing. What's more, every time I travel to a place, I have to solve the problem of food and clothing first. How can I have free time to do alchemy?

With a helpless sigh, Zhou Tian put away the Korean ginseng, took out a pool of paper, and began to make a spiritual charm. After Song Jiang finished writing the anti-poetry in the next two days, the bandits on Liang will rob the court. At that time, he will definitely have to help. Although it is not dangerous, he is prepared in advance. What if something like the flagpole falls down and hits his head? By the way, he has to make a foot talisman for Li Kui... Such a Sunday The night was busy. The spiritual charm was naturally full of bags. As long as nothing big happened, Zhou Tian could be used for the Spring Festival... The next day, Song Jiang, who didn't have diarrhea all night, felt that he would no longer be unable to control it, so he wanted to ask Zhou Tian to go to the city of Jiangzhou together, but he was Tian refused on the grounds that he ate venison yesterday - Song Jiang's diarrhea was cured in advance because of his own reasons, which laid a good foundation for him to write anti-poems, and if Zhou Tian wanted to wander around with Song Jiang, he would not be able to make sure that he had any right tendons. He felt that the Song was very harmonious and did not write the opposite. Poetry, there is no place to cry that Sunday, so Zhou Tian feels that he should stay away from Song Jiang these days, and can't delay the great idea of writing anti-poetry.

Song Jiang also lived up to Zhou Tian's expectations. On the third day, he saw Dai Zong rushing in from outside the prison and said to Song Jiang, who was drinking with Zhou Tian, "Brother, do you know that you have caused a big disaster."

Song Jiang was shocked by Dai Zong's panicked appearance. Hearing Dai Zong's words, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Brother, please talk about it in detail." Song Jiang hasn't had much peace since he killed Yan Poxi. It's not easy to have wine and meat in two days. How can he get into trouble again?

Dai Zong just left in a hurry, coupled with his panic. After taking a sip of wine, he gasped and said, "Brother, have you ever been to Xunyang Tower and wrote a poem upstairs?"

Song Jiang nodded and said, "It seems that there is. When I was sick in my stomach, I had nothing to do. I wanted to invite the Zhou Tian brothers to visit Jiangzhou with me, but I didn't expect that the Zhou Tian brothers were itchy. Later, I went to look for you, but I couldn't find you, so I went to the Xunyang building to drink a few glasses of wine, and then I forgot something. It seemed that I had really wrote a song. Poetry is just a drunken wild speech, completely forgotten.

"Let's get into trouble. Let you scribble, and you also write anti-poems. These days, no one cares about writing a small advertisement, but you can't write anti-poetry!" Naturally, Sunday had known about this for a long time, but after listening to the anxious conversation between the two, they had to show a worried look.

"Brother, it's your poem that caused a big disaster. Now the magistrate is sending people to arrest you. I just stabilized them to report to you!" Dai Zong patted his thigh and said sadly. Obviously, he had some resentment about Song Jiang's scribbling. Isn't this to make trouble for himself?

"It's over, it's over, my life is over!" Song Jiang was naturally panicked when he heard this. He sat back on the stool and shivered with a lonely and pale face - the bandit leader was also afraid of death.

"Brother, now I have a way to solve this disaster." Dai Zong's eyes turned. As a civil servant who has been working for many years to deceive the front line, he has a lot of experience.

"What can I do, brother, help me." Song Jiang's eyes widened and grabbed the last life-saving straw.

"Brother can mess up his hair, throw shit and urine on the ground, roll inside, and pretend to be crazy. The drunken nonsense can just be shied off." Civil servants are civil servants. This idea is so fucking dirty.

"Brother's words are very good!" Song Jiang did not delay. After Dai Zong left, he began to operate. It happened that the inventory of the clean hand yesterday had not been poured out, and all of them were used by Song Jiang.

"Brother, is it enough? I still have a new one." Sunday covered his nose and said with concern.

"Enough, that's right..." Song Jiang replied.

"Brother, I think you should put some in your mouth, which is more real..." Zhou Tian came up with an idea.

"Good way..." Song Jiang panicked and didn't choose anything... No, he was very moved to say that he would never give up at this time. He was really a brother who gave himself advice.

After listening to Zhou Tian's suggestion, Song Jiang really put some yellow and white things in his mouth. What did he say in Northeast dialect? That's called strong~ Ouch... Song Jiang was just fully armed, and Dai Zong came with a group of affli.

"Which one is the new Song Jiang?" Dai Zong's acting skills are good. Just now, he was like his own brother, and he can pretend to meet for the first time.

"It's that madman, my lord, get rid of him quickly. You don't know that man is crazy. He rolls in shit and urine and eats shit and urine as a brain platinum." Dai Zong acted with that, and Zhou Tian also had to run away from the trap. He pointed to Song Jiang, who was making big dung with him, and complained.

"You are Song Jiang." Dai Zong asked Song Jiang with a very professional slanted eye.

"What kind of bird man are you? Call me by my name. I am the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor. My father-in-law asked me to lead 100,000 heavenly soldiers to kill you from Jiangzhou. King Yan Luo is the pioneer. After working with the five generals, he will have a golden seal with me, weighing more than 800 catties, and kill you!" Song Jiang is also a professional actor. I remember this line. It's really like that.

"Is he a madman? Tie me up first." Dai Zong turned his eyes and said to several public people next to him.

Several public people did not dare to do it. Of course, they were not afraid of Song Jiang. It was just because Song Jiang was covered with shit and urine, and there was also a heavily armed person in his mouth. Who dared to do it? However, because of the existence of Sunday, the public people looked at Zhou Tian and looked at Zhou Tian and shouted at Zhou Tian, "You go. "!"

Just kidding, I'm also afraid of getting dirty, so Zhou Tian quickly said, "This man is crazy, and it's useless to catch him. Why don't you report this matter first and then catch him, so as not to get your hands dirty?"

"It's also true!" Dai Zong nodded and deliberately said loudly, "This man is crazy. It's useless to catch him. Let's go back and report it first and then let the magistrate make a mistake."

These public people were afraid of getting a lot of feces, so they mostly agreed with Dai Zong's proposal. Several people answered and ran out of the cell impatiently with Dai Zong.

"I picked up my life..." Song Jiang saw Dai Zong and others leaving and sat on the ground and gasped. It was really hard work to pretend to eat feces... "Don't be happy too early..." Zhou Tian did not dare to be too close to Song Jiang, and took advantage of the reason of letting the wind to go out of the cell to breathe.

After a while, Dai Zong came back with people again, but this time those public people learned to be smart and made a basket. When they saw Song Jiang, they didn't say anything and pretended to leave in the basket. Before leaving, Dai Zong had to shake his head to Zhou Tian and smile bitterly. It seemed that Song Jiang's big dung was for nothing. Oh, Song Jiang suffered Song Jiang. Well, only he can feel the taste of it... "If you eat shit, you will be a superior person. The bandit leader is not so good..." Zhou Tian saw that Song Jiang was carried away in a basket, and he did not delay. After leaving the cell, he went to the stinky gambling house in Jiangzhou City to find Li Kui. Zhou Tian was not. He teased Li Kui to rob the prison, but planned to let Li Kui take care of Song Jiang - Song Jiang's smell was so strong that he couldn't stand it. Li Kui, who had been edged in his stinky feet all year round, should like it... Li Kui, who made a fortune, slept in the gambling house, and threw a pile of gold into the gambling house, which became the whole gamble. People in the workshop liked to see a rich boy, so that the flow of people in this gambling house soared during the period when Li Kui was stationed, becoming the most lively splashing gathering place on this street. When Li Kui went on Sunday, Li Kui was scattered with the money - there were only three gold bars left, and many of them had won gold. From then on, he washed his hands and did not do it. Relying on Li Kui's gold bars, he became a business seller, which promoted the development of commerce in the Song Dynasty and laid a solid foundation for the emergence of capitalism in the middle and late Ming Dynasty - this is really nonsense [***] egg!

"Tie Niu, you're still gambling here. There's something wrong with Brother Song Jiang." Zhou Tian entered the stinky gambling house, grabbed Li Kui's neck and shouted.

"Don't touch me, wait for me to finish these two games..." Li Kui pulled his body, but found that he couldn't move at all. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that it was Zhou Tian. With a thrill, he quickly said, "It turned out to be Brother Zhou Tian. Hey hey, what did my brother say just now?" In Li Kui's eyes, Zhou Tian not only has good kung fu, but also gives himself money. More importantly, he has cured his itchy feet, so Li Kui is very respectful to Zhou Tian.

"There is something wrong with Brother Song Jiang. Let the government arrest him. Come back with me and have a look!" Zhou Tian let go of Li Kui's hand and repeated it.

"What!" Li Kui jumped up and shouted, "Which dog official dares to catch my iron cow, the most admired brother Song Jiang, waiting for me to cut him down."

"Don't say it's useless!" Zhou Tian patted Li Kui on the head and said, "Hurry up and go to the cell with me to take care of Brother Song Jiang. Maybe Brother Song Jiang has come back at this time."

Li Kui didn't dare to listen to Zhou Tian's words. He didn't want the money in his hand, so he followed Zhou Tian all the way back to the cell.

When Li Kui and Zhou Tian returned to their cell, Song Jiang, who was hit by the board, was already lying in his standard luxury room and humming. This standard room had been cleaned, and Song Jiang also changed his clothes. However, at this moment, Song Jiang's buttocks were beaten with flesh and blood, and he couldn't touch anyone at all, so he definitely couldn't wash the shower. The smell of dung could not be removed. At this moment, Dai Zong, who was giving medicine to Song Jiang, was dizzy and speechless.

"Dean, how's the matter..." Zhou Tian asked.

Dai Zong sighed and shook his head, "It's not easy to do this. My brother has admitted to writing anti-poetry. I'm afraid there will be more bad luck." Dai Zong put down the medicine bottle in his hand and said to Zhou Tian and Li Kui, "The magistrate now asks me to send a letter in Tokyo. My brother's matter must wait for me to come back from the letter. It takes one day and one night to go to Tokyo, so it depends on two more to take care of my brother."

"What are you talking about? Brother Song Jiang is my own brother. Don't worry, I will take good care of him." Li Kui agreed quite simply, but Dai Zong didn't pay attention to him at all. Li Kui was a jerk. What if he wanted to take care of Song Jiang to death?

"Don't worry, Brother Gongming will entrust it to me." Sunday also responds.

When Dai Zong saw that Zhou Tian agreed, he was relieved. He packed up his things and wanted to leave. However, he told him from Zhou Tian, "Tian Niu likes to drink and make trouble. At this time, nothing can happen again. Therefore, Brother Zhou Tian, Tie Niu also has to rely on you to discipline him more."

"You don't worry about me. At worst, I won't drink anymore." Li Kui also has self-esteem. He is afraid that I will drink and make trouble. If I don't drink, I will. Humph, you look down on me, right?

"Well, this is the best." Dai Zong nodded, hit his armored horse, performed his magic, and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Tie Niu, take care of Brother Song Jiang first. I'll get some medicine for Brother Song Jiang." Zhou Tian saw Song Jiang humming with him, and he felt uncomfortable. He planned to get Zhang Lingfu for him. He would cure the injury first. Of course, he could take a shower after the injury was cured, or his luxurious standard room would also be accompanied by a stench.

"Brother, put up with it first. I'm going to get the medicine." After Zhou Tian said to Song Jiang, he flew away from Song Jiang's room.

After a long time, he took a quilt-like spiritual charm on Sunday. Song Jiang's whole buttocks and near the root of his thigh were broken, so the little spiritual charm was not very useful. Of course, due to the large wound area, this production of spiritual charm consumes a lot more spiritual power, but Zhou Tian was also lucky for Song Jiang. Thanks to this board, he hit the back. If he hit his spiritual power in front, it may not be enough to be a spiritual charm - it's so hard to cure Ma Wu's infertility. Don't say that the fifth limb is regenerated...

(to be continued)