Dressed as a cannon fodder

"I remember," Min Hangyuan looked at the strong man, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, "you touched Master with one hand."

"What?" The strong man took two steps back vigilantly.

"Which hand is it..." Min Hangyuan recalled with a frown.

The strong man had already noticed that he was not an ordinary person, and wanted to run away, but then his right hand seemed to be hit by someone, he looked down, all the fingers on his palm had been cut off, and blood was dripping down.

As if the pain was delayed, it suddenly spread throughout the body, and hit the brain sharply, "Ahhh—"

"Master doesn't care about anything, so naturally he won't worry about where you, a scumbag, touched him." Min Hangyuan was expressionless, "But I am different, I am very small-minded."

"No one can touch him."

"Your hand touched him, and I cut off your hand. Your mouth spoke foul language to him, and I pulled out your tongue. Your eyes looked up and down at him, and I cut them out. Your eyes." Min Hangyuan stepped forward and lifted the man who had collapsed on the ground: "Tell me, what is left of you now that you are covered all over?"

"But Master said, I want to control my temper and not kill, so what should I do?"

The other party opened his eyes wide in horror.

Under the fearful gaze, he suddenly smiled slightly: "Then I don't do it myself."

There was a faint shadow of Meng Yunchi in that smile.

The screams just now came out of the yard, attracting the guards outside, and everyone ran in, only to see their boss being pinched in his hands like a chicken.

In the middle of the room stood a handsome man in black. The man raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

More than 30 guards with knives and sticks fell to the ground instantly.

He dragged the man into the yard, closed the yard door with his hand, opened the cage door by the tree, and the things inside crawled out.

The strong man screamed.

It was a skinny wolf that had been hungry for several days.

The wolf leader they caught from Beiyuan with a trap half a month ago was wild and hard to train. They kept him in a cage and abused him for nearly half a month, but they still couldn't get rid of the ruthlessness and wildness in his bones.

Now comes retribution.

The earth-shattering high-decibel screams of the strong man and the deep and hoarse roars of the wolves came from the courtyard.

"Your Excellency," Min Hang stood on the wall looking at the small courtyard, "From the restaurant to the courtyard, I have been hiding in the dark for so long, should I come out and say hello?"

The alley echoed with the whirring of the wind, mixed with the sound of fine wheels crushing the sand.

A person came out from the corner of the wall, sitting in a wheelchair, his voice was as elegant as the gurgling of running water, and it was extremely pleasant.

"I'm really ashamed, I'm not good at learning, but I still let you find out."

You can also follow people in a wheelchair.

The corners of Min Hangyuan's mouth twitched almost invisibly, "Your Excellency has been with us for so long, there is something to do." He raised his eyes slightly and glanced away.

The man was not annoyed, he still had a gentle appearance, cupped his hands and said: "I was offending you abruptly, I was just a little curious, the two fellow Taoists have extraordinary temperament, they should be disciples of the great sect, but my eyesight is clumsy and I can't see through it Your Excellency has no way to find it."

Who would come out after changing his face and expose his old background for others to see?

This person's Nascent Soul cultivation base, half body disabled, and weak body foundation, are worse than people in the late stage of Jindan.

"Who are you?" Min Hangyuan shook off his sleeves: "Before asking questions, you should first report your family name."

Humanity in the wheelchair said: "This is my omission, sorry," he handed over again: "I seal the formula, an unknown person from Jinyang, who only owns a small shop at home, and studied under Zhaoyingmen."

Photogate

A small sect is not comparable to the big sects like Cheng Huazong. It collapsed more than 100 years ago, and scattered children rushed to go to other places. There is nothing particularly remarkable.

Min Hangyuan turned around and left.

"Hey, fellow daoist, fellow daoist." Feng Jue staggered and slid his wheelchair trying to catch up, and almost tripped over a stone on the side of the road.

So how the hell did you track

The annoying tail was gone, Min Hangyuan went back to the room, and saw Meng Yunchi on the bed woke up early.

His heart suddenly jumped, his mind was turning back and forth, without showing anything on his face, he said to the human being on the bed: "Master, why did you wake up suddenly, can't you sleep well?"

The figure curled up raised his head, Meng Yunchi's long hair was loose, and a lock fell to his forehead, but instead of brushing it away with his hand, he just stared straight at Min Hangyuan with a blank expression.

He didn't wake up.

Min Hangyuan shut his mouth and waited for the other party's reaction.

Meng Yunchi groped to get out of bed, he ignored Min Hang Yuan in the middle of the room, he walked around the room again and again, like an animal trapped in a strange circle.

Min Hangyuan couldn't see his reaction the most, and wanted to go forward and put him on the bed, but Meng Yunchi stopped suddenly, turned around, and walked straight in front of him, the two of them faced each other, breathing intertwined.

"I'm almost unable to suppress it anymore..." Meng Yunchi spoke, his voice was a little erratic, and he said softly: "What should I do..."

Can't hold back anything

Min Hangyuan saw that his face was blank, he stretched his arms around his neck, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his own, his voice was still fluttering, but it changed because of his movements.

"Ayuan..." Meng Yunchi whispered softly, "Help me..."

Min Hangyuan was trembling all of a sudden, and stretched out his hand to support his back, but found that the person on his body became silent after saying this. He lowered his head to look, and saw Meng Yunchi hanging directly on his body and fell asleep.

Min Hangyuan: "..."

He picked him up and put him on the bed, and finally bit the other person's lips with Su Suinian, and took out the medicine powder and rubbed it on the bite mark to ensure that it would disappear before the next day. trace.

Xiaobai shrank his neck like a small ball, and said sarcastic words that no one could hear: [Makabaka expresses sympathy. 】

Xiao Hui: [The same is true for Yigubigu. 】

Little Rainbow: [Well, Sidisi agrees with the above statement. 】

The three systems who had been reported against Landlords in private made group jeers in the small black room.

In the early morning, Meng Yunchi opened his eyes, skillfully removed the hand on his waist, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and took out a hair tie to tie his hair amidst the crisp cries outside the window.

There is a dark red invitation card on the table, which is placed in the most conspicuous position.

Meng Yunchi opened the folded invitation and found that it was an invitation from Zhang Tianpin Pavilion.

Where did it come from

He turned his head to look at Min Hangyuan on the bed, who was just waking up because there was no one beside him, and raised his head from the pillow to look over.

"Did you bring it back?" Meng Yunchi shook the invitation in his hand.

Min Hangyuan stood up: "No."

Last night, the invitation letter that Feng Jue used paper cranes to bring in from the window, said that he felt destined to be with the two of them and wanted to get acquainted. It happened that there was an event in the shop recently, and he was specially invited to the shop to support him.

——To be able to call the world-famous Tianpin Pavilion a small shop at home, this Jinyang unknown person's seal is low-key enough.

"The Taoist friend I met by accident when I was out, he gave it to me." Min Hangyuan leaned over from behind him, "Master, do you want to go?"

Meng Yunchi recalled what he heard in the restaurant that day, and was aroused a little curiosity, "How to see and see?"

Min Hangyuan smiled lightly, "I always listen to Master."

So the two stayed in Jinyang for another five or six days, occasionally going out to wander the streets, drinking tea and listening to music for entertainment, watching the storyteller in the teahouse spit stars, and another novel experience, which is similar to that of monks who are not only practicing but also practicing. Life is not the same.

When the time came, someone would pick them up and go to the Pin Pavilion that day.

Tianpin Pavilion is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Jinyang, with heavy traffic and constant crowds. There are practitioners of all famous sects. They are looking forward to this auction and it is certain to win it.

The two of Meng Yunchi were arranged in a private room on the third floor. The location was excellent, and they could see the situation off the court clearly.

Meng Yunchi seldom joked: "Who did you meet last time, with such a generous offer, who can casually give such a seat with an excellent position and a high price, it must be the boss of Tianpin Pavilion."

Min Hangyuan: "..."

The guests were seated like flowing water, and the lobby below was filled with people, and the atmosphere was a bit noisy.The slim and beautiful maid came and went, and occasionally pushed the door lightly into the private room to refill tea for the two, her movements were elegant and agile, as if she had been trained, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Thank you for coming to join us. Today, so many great talents gathered together, it is really a small shop full of brilliance. After many years of hard work, I also hope that if you have any favorite things, you can achieve what you want and embrace it."

The middle-aged master of ceremonies with a moustache had a calm demeanor, and made a concise speech without saying a word, which eased the urgency on the faces of the impatient people.

When the auction started, Feng Jue, the boss, never showed up.In fact, it is true, if he hadn't reported his family background, otherwise no one would have thought that the owner of Tianpin Pavilion, which has been established for a hundred years, would be a young man in a wheelchair with a clear appearance and a particularly good temper.

The exhibits on the booth are all valuables, but it is just the opening, and the focus of today will not be brought up immediately.

Meng Yunchi watched the scene off the stage through the curtain, a little bit lacking in interest.

The things on the booth looked precious, but they were not as good as those that Fengxi gave him.

He leaned against the pillow in boredom, closed his eyes and meditated until he heard a name.

"Fengyang Grass, purifies the body, washes down the spiritual roots, and promotes the road of practice. It was born in the Extreme Sun Flame Mountain. The medicine age is 210 years, and it starts with 15 million taels of silver."

Although this herb is precious, it is not very effective for ordinary monks. The enthusiasm of the spectators in the audience has been reduced by half, and there are only a few sparse voices wanting it.

"One to two hundred thousand."

"One to two hundred thousand."

"21 million..."

A voice came from the third floor: "30."

There was no sound in the lobby, and Meng Yunchi took a picture of it.

Min Hangyuan next to him witnessed the whole process, and asked him: "What is the use of this Fengyang grass, Master, do you want to improve the spiritual root?"

"No." Meng Yunchi denied it, but he didn't say what it was for. Min Hangyuan stroked his sleeves and didn't ask.Continuing to sit and watch, the things on display are getting more and more expensive, but Meng Yunchi still can't arouse any interest.

"I'm sure you've heard about the next thing," the master of ceremonies waved his hand, "keel."

Meng Yunchi opened his eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-2508:01:29~2020-09-2608:30:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Planet of the Ten White Nights;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of ink; 2 bottles of fog; 1 bottle of innocent;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!