Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

Not long after Ning Chu followed Bian Nan, Yuan Ming sent him a letter saying that Yuan Heng's matter had been settled and there was no need to worry too much.

Fozong made Yuan Heng's crimes public, and Ning Chu belonged to self-defense to eliminate harm for the people. The details of the case were played up by Fozong to be extremely exciting, comparable to destroying the world after losing a battle between good and evil.

Under such propaganda, when the villain died, Ning Chu suddenly became everyone's heroic little master, and there were countless words of praise. No one would think that he did something wrong. What's wrong with killing a guy full of evil?

They only regretted that the masters could not kill Yuan Heng earlier, so that the hundred men and more than 70 women would not have to die. So many lives have passed away, so many families have been broken up, it is embarrassing.

And the emperor didn't say anything, the emperor is not stupid, he knew the general trend and could only follow the public opinion to give the Buddhist award according to the patient's dissatisfaction.

Knowing the result of the follow-up treatment, Ning Chu can finally relax. Master Ru Lan asked him to travel with Daoist Shanglu to practice, and he followed him solemnly, watching all directions and listening to all directions, as if he was going to a certain place to investigate and break through. .

But I didn't expect him to be very serious, but Shang Lu and Yan Yunshu were extremely careless. They traveled on one pair of legs alone, stopping and stopping along the way, eating and drinking, and finding a beautiful place for fishing from time to time. Swimming, the life is very leisurely, and the difficulties that should come will come naturally.

The words are very convincing, although they don't look like they came out to experience at all, but they look like they went on a trip.

Ning Chu has never been so leisurely. In the past, even his direct disciples in the Buddhist sect had to take turns to do things. His supernatural power was honed in this way. Even if he went out, he was mostly for missions.

At this time, he was bored and idle, sitting under the tree with his arms around his knees, looking up at Bian Nan who was sleeping quietly on the tree. The fairy looks like a fairy sleeping, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Yan Yunshu looked at the tense expression of the little monk. After getting to know him for a while, he wanted to tease him a little bit, so he wiped the utensils and prepared to squeeze juice for Bian Nan, and comforted him: "Little Master Ningchu, please don't give up. Nervous, take it easy, you are so serious, I am afraid that you will faint on the road before you go far."

Ning Chu turned to him and asked in a low voice: "How long has Benefactor Yan been with Taoist Priest, have you been like this before?"

Yan Yunshu thought for a while and said: "Actually, it didn't take long, about eight months. At the beginning, life was not good. At that time, I didn't have much money on me. The money I earned before was enough for me, but after the Taoist leader took over, he took over. It's getting tighter."

He briefly talked about his experience as a casual cultivator, and told Ning Chu about the ghost shop back then. Setting up a stall and telling stories may earn more than fighting demons and demons.

As soon as the upper lip touches the lower lip, it can be said to open his mouth.

The ghost shop was described in a confusing way by him, and how did Taoist Shang Lu wittily defuse the trap of the evil ghost Qi Qi 49 serial killings inside, and a long knife in his hand showed great power, and he should cooperate with the outside and cooperate tacitly and respond wittily to save innocent people from danger .

Ning Chu is pure in nature, and the Holy Father never gets angry. On weekdays, the Buddhist brothers like to make him happy.

At this time, what Yan Yunshu said, Ning Chu was dumbfounded.

There are still such difficult ghosts in this world, and the ghost shop is too mysterious. He has never heard of such a wicked place in the Buddhist sect.So legendary!

He was sitting on a tree root protruding from the ground, with his hands clenched into small fists on his knees, his back straight, and he was listening very seriously and fascinated to Yan Yunshu's nonsense battle—the three-day battle between Shanglu and the evil spirits three nights.

With a flick of the long knife, a cold light appeared everywhere, the evil ghost's eyes were like a bullfight, and his figure was hundreds of meters high. The huge monster was like a hill. It was hundreds of moves, but Daoist Shanglu was superior. After fighting for three days and three nights, he finally found a loophole and wiped out the evil spirits in one fell swoop. Suddenly the sky appeared, Daoist Shanglu stood in the air with a knife, and the sun shone on him. The body is like a feather and ascends to the immortal...

Yan Yunshu was talking excitedly, and Ning Chu next to him was also listening intently, when suddenly a sharp arrow brushed his neck and nailed it hard into the ground, Yan Yunshu fell to the side and collapsed on the ground in shock, The clean utensils in his hands fell to the ground and were covered with dust. Ning Chu was also shocked. The two looked up together, and the people on the tree looked at them indifferently.

"Keep blowing."

Yan Yunshu turned his head and took a look, and found that the sharp arrow just now turned out to be a long branch. He lay on the ground and said with a sigh of relief: "The rhetoric is just a little exaggerated. Let's talk about storytelling. How can the effect be good without exaggeration? The Taoist priest boasted of being so wise and mighty, he wouldn't break a branch and try to stab me to death, right?"

Bian Nan raised his eyebrows and sat up: "Aside from the matching of the names, what else is the same in the story you told? If you know how to arrange it, you should apply for a job to write a romantic storybook. Maybe you can earn two dollars."

"Fenghua Xueyue" is a large-scale literary agency in this world. It has produced a large number of story books, which are suitable for all ages and genres, but the most popular ones are those stories about love and love, people and people, people and demons, etc., Only you can't think of what you can't write without them, which is very outrageous.

Listening to him scolding himself, Yan Yunshu got up and patted the dirt on his body: "You can't say that, we cultivators don't write those sour words and sentences, love love you and me, people are not people, ghosts or ghosts Bewitching or not, it's strange."

When Ning Chu heard this, he also understood that Yan Yunshu, like those senior brothers, was lying to amuse himself. He was very heartbroken, and he was not angry. He just asked curiously: "So the ghost shop incident is fake? Then you are How did you meet?"

The fun of teasing people lies in the reaction of the person being teased. If he becomes angry from embarrassment, Yan Yunshu will find it interesting, but the result is like this, just...

Looking at Ning Chu's innocent and curious face, Yan Yunshu reflected that he was really not a thing, that he still lied to the little monk at such a young age, sin, sin, Amitabha.

"The ghost shop is real, but there are no ones I added."

Ning Chu nodded, then looked up at Bian Nan and asked, "How did the business chief deal with the evil spirits?"

"He's not simple. Our business leader is mighty and majestic. Of course, he will be beaten with a crackling, and then the evil ghost will die."

Yan Yunshu simulated the battle situation on the spot, and then he spread his hands to Bian Nan helplessly and said, "Look, it doesn't make any sense at all to say it like this. Telling a story, you will have suspense when you come and go when you are evenly matched, and it will attract the audience. You Just crushing the situation on the spot, beating that big ghost is as easy as beating a little chicken, and giving it away in three or two strokes, but in this life, it doesn't sound passionate at all..."

"Ah, Daoist Shang Lu is really amazing!!!" Ning Chu raised his head and clapped his hands, his eyes full of admiration.

Yan Yunshu hadn't finished speaking yet, he was stuck in his throat, and he saw that Ning Chu suddenly felt a little depressed, like punching cotton with a punch, and he was very tired.

This little monk's mind is different from others...a bit silly.

Bian Nan, who was sitting on the tree, chuckled lightly: "In addition to arranging for me, you also exaggerated your own deeds. You are not ashamed to say what kind of wit and response to save innocent people."

Ning Chu turned around to look at Yan Yunshu, and asked innocently: "Did Benefactor Yan make up his own story? It's so amazing, I didn't realize that I believed everything."

He spoke in a very honest tone, without any sense of yin and yang. Bian Nan on the tree leaned against the branches and couldn't help laughing.

[System: Hahahaha, it turns out that the male protagonist not only has a holy father figure, but also a natural stupidity, but this is really a high-level yin and yang. ]

Bian Nandao: "That night there were seven more ordinary people in the store. I was afraid that they would be haunted by little ghosts when I did it, so I asked Yan Yunshu to make them angry and mention the anger on him. I didn't expect him to have a strange idea, so I went directly to molested Killed a girl among the seven, and was slapped and kicked in the end."

Yan Yunshu blushed again and again, he folded his palms and raised his head above his head and said, "Please leave me a pair of underpants, it's really embarrassing, I feel that it will be difficult to be a human being in the future."

Ning Chu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said in a very soothing tone: "It doesn't matter, I will forget about this matter now, as if it never happened, and Master Yan can still be a man again."

[System: Hahahahahahahahahaha]

The branches and leaves of the big tree trembled slightly, as if being blown by a breeze, but at this time the woods were cool but there was no wind, Bian Nan glanced casually.

The two people below didn't notice anything, and there was really little movement.

The corners of Yan Yunshu's mouth twitched slightly: "...I thank you."

Ning Chu shook his head and waved his hands, "You're being polite, Master Yan, this is what a monk should do, no thanks."

Yan Yunshu's expression was tangled: "...I didn't really thank you."

Ning Chu scratched his head: "Huh? Alright, I got it."

Bian Nan jumped down from the tree, reached out and tapped Yan Yunshu's head, and said without any sympathy, "I'm making you poor everyday."

Yan Yunshu was slightly embarrassing. In fact, he used to be poor-mouthed. Daoist Shang Lu listened to a few words when he was in a good mood, and beat him up when he was in a bad mood. The bickering between the two is considered pleasant, but Ning Chu would not expect Ning Chu to specifically restrain him.

Ning Chu tilted his head slightly to look at them, thinking in his heart that he probably said something wrong again.

Bian Nan brushed off his sleeves and glanced at the big tree, then turned around and walked forward. It seemed that he had had enough rest. Yan Yunshu and Ning Chu were not tired at all, so they also followed after seeing this.

When the three of them walked away, the place where the big tree used to be suddenly disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man in green clothes, about eleven or twelve years old, with disheveled, fluffy and long hair, and a slap-sized face that looked so pitiful .

He walked to the long branch stuck in the ground, looked at the direction Bian Nan left, and pouted angrily: "Smelly man, pull out my hair!"