The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 471 Red Dust Tribulation ([-])

"Monk, when it comes to slandering people, you put it first, and no one dares to put it second."

Shui Yuntian, who was being led forward by Xiang Wan, had a much better attitude, but his words were still as unpleasant as ever.

"Amitabha, if you kill him, the poor monk admits that he never deceives others."

Only deceive you.

Xiang Wan swallowed the last sentence, but did not say it.

Shui Yuntian saw the bandits in Qingfeng Mountain with his own eyes, under Heihu's order, they packed their bags and headed to the nearby temple in twos and threes.The Mrs. Yazhai they were talking about was still not found in the end.It's just that the monk didn't know what he said to Yan Zhen. The two entered the same room and came out after an hour.Then, with a complicated look on Yan Zhen's face, he hesitated to speak to Xiang Wan.

Needless to say, the second master must have been fooled by the monk again.

For a dignified scholar, he couldn't even see the subtle tricks of a monk. He really lost his view of scholars in vain.No matter how many books you read, you will still be deceived, and a scholar is nothing more than that.

They stayed in Qingfeng Mountain for seven days, during which time they never saw the monk idle. He was always discussing matters with the bandit leader.

What is there to discuss, isn't it just shaved ordained to become a monk, and it still takes so long to prepare?
Shui Yuntian couldn't move his body, he couldn't speak, he saw Xiang Wan coming in and out, bandits walking around, but no one paid him any attention.After being aggrieved for so long, after going down the mountain, he was finally able to speak, how could he not have a good time.

"Monk, the matter of Tianmen Sect is not as simple as you imagined. I accept people based on their strength. The imperial court has nothing to do with Tianmen Sect, so what can they do to me?"

"To kill, if the poor monk seeks the welfare of the imperial court, how long do you think the Tianmen Sect can survive?"

"you……"

After thinking so much, I never thought that the monk would say this.

Monks have always been honest about these disputes in the world, let alone putting themselves in it.Shui Yuntian didn't believe it, but felt that it was possible.

Because, this monk has never played cards according to common sense.

"Hmph, arrogance."

"Amitabha, if the poor monk didn't say that, wouldn't it be too peaceful to kill him?"

"You tease me?"

"The qi and blood are blocked, and the breathing is not smooth. You have to adjust your emotions."

"After being tapped by you, the clay figure will remain normal as before."

"Don't worry, I will let you exercise your muscles in a while."

"Thank you very much. The prisoner still has time to relax."

"The sense of substitution is too strong, the poor monk is not an official post."

Shui Yuntian: "..."

He refused to talk to the bald man, he was so tired!

All the way to the south, it is the official road.The people who passed by along the way saw Xiang Wan and saluted him from a distance, but turned a blind eye to him who was tied up. Could it be that there is no normal person in Nanyue Kingdom?
Of course there are normal people, but seeing Shui Yuntian's appearance, they are not troublesome.

A monk who looks different from ordinary people and is bound by a righteous monk has either committed a serious crime or is sick. How can they hinder others from disciplining their disciples?

How could Shui Yuntian, the murderer, guess the imagination of the common people?
However, the nosy person he was looking forward to finally appeared.

"This master, dare to ask this monk you tied up, what did he do?"

The person who asked the question was a middle-aged woman who looked very amiable.

"Greed, hatred and ignorance, you can't get what you want. There are seven sufferings in life, and the fourth is the crime. Amitabha, it's better not to ask the female benefactor."

Xiang Wan clasped her hands together, and only then did she realize that she should find a chance to make up for what was missing in her hand, so as not to waste her good skin.

The woman bowed towards Wan sincerely, and said earnestly: "This master must be an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. I wonder if I can do a little favor for the lady."

"Donor, please speak."

"The little woman lives in Niujia Village not far away. There is a bully in the village who covets my color. Look, the master and this monk have steady and strong footsteps, maybe they are martial arts practitioners, can you help subdue this bully and make the little lady quiet. The little lady is here, I am very grateful."

The woman's words were earnest, and her eyes were full of pleading.

Xiang Wan looked at her without saying a word.

Shui Yuntian looked at it, and said: "It's easy to handle, wait for us to go and kill him."

When the woman heard the words, her eyes showed gratitude.

Xiang Wan said in a deep voice: "If you kill me, you can't say anything about killing me. You really are seriously ill."

"Hmph! Monk, Ben... I finally sent a kind heart, so forget it if you don't want to go."

"Master, if the bully is not eliminated, the little woman will have no choice but to commit suicide to prove her innocence."

The woman's eyes showed determination, and the meaning of threat was very strong.

"Monk, can you bear to force a woman to death?"

Shui Yuntian forcibly added words, and Xiang Wan let him go.

"Benefactor, please lead the way."

The woman showed gratitude, and led Xiang Wan and the others towards the Niujia Village she had mentioned.

The journey is not far, and it takes about half an hour to arrive.

In Niujia Village, there are not many villagers.Seeing Xiang Wan and the others coming, they were all indifferent.

Xiang Wan remained calm and followed the woman to her courtyard.

The small courtyard is very clean.

"The little lady has been married to Niu's Village for twenty years. Everyone calls me Mrs. Niu. You are welcome, master. Please drink tea."

The woman who called herself Niu Sao entered the house and made a pot of tea, and put it on the stone table in the courtyard.

Xiang Wan silently looked around, then unlocked Shui Yuntian's acupuncture points.

Shui Yuntian's arms were numb after being tied up for so long. He stretched his muscles hurriedly, took the tea cup and took a sip.

As soon as the tea was in his mouth, he sprayed it out in one gulp.

The woman hurriedly said: "Master, but this tea is not to your liking?"

Shui Yuntian frowned, put down the teacup and said, "I'm not used to drinking tea, do you have a well here?"

"No, there is only one well in the village, at the east end of the village. There is a water tank at home. If the master wants to drink, he can get it from the house."

"So good."

Shui Yuntian looked up at Xiang Wan, got up and walked into the house.

Xiang Wan let him move without saying a word, keeping his eyes on the teapot in front of him.

The woman enthusiastically made a cup of tea for Xiang Wan, and said, "Master, the house is simple, please don't be offended."

"It's okay."

Xiang Wan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and poured it on the table.

"Master? Master?"

The woman shook Xiangwan, seeing that she was still awake, she winked at a hidden place in the courtyard.

With a whistle, several big men jumped in, two of them came over and bound Xiang Wan, and the rest went into the house.

There was the sound of fighting, and after a while, Shui Yuntian was carried out.

"Sister-in-law, you still have a way. This bald head is too vigilant. If it wasn't for the drug prepared in advance, I'm afraid it will take a lot of work."

Several burly men looked at Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian with bright eyes, all gearing up.

"Hmph, I've been staring at Qingfeng Mountain for so long, but these two monks messed things up. No one can afford to blame the superiors. They dare to spread rumors and scare them. Let them taste the taste of purgatory. Walk!"

"Yes!"

Several people carried Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian on their shoulders, threw them into the straw-covered carriage that had been hidden outside the courtyard gate earlier in the morning, and drove away brandishing their whips.

The villagers watched all this numbly, and they were all used to it.

Xiang Wan raised his eyes, looked at Shui Yuntian, who was breathing long and long, and thought to himself, wondering how Shui Yuntian, who had finally sent a kind heart, would feel when he woke up and found that he had fallen into someone else's trap.

If it were anyone who had gone through purgatory, he would probably become a murderous monster after escaping.

Mood is often related to what it experiences.

To change a person's xinxing, I'm afraid the only way is to make a fuss from the source.

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(End of this chapter)