Chapter 20 Waiting for the River God Sacrifice tomorrow
When the young man walked out of the room, he happened to see Chu Xun spitting out bones with a knife.
"Mr. Zhao... Ahem, please help me take a look. Ahem, what's going on?"
Chu Xun paused three times for this sentence. A piece of bone will be spit out at a time. The bones vary in size and are all Gala bones with different sides.
Master Zhao frowned tightly.
Why did this local gang leader go out and start spitting out bones when he came back?
He walked up to Chu Xun, frowned and looked up and down at Chu Xun, and then there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
“Is there such an expert in Qingzhou City?”
“What?”
Chu Xun’s heart suddenly went cold when he heard Mr. Zhao’s words. half.
Mr. Zhao comes from a big family, and he even has the power of the vassal king behind him. He is well-informed and capable. If he can be called a master in his mouth, he must have considerable ability!
I was slapped on the head by that little girl, and this is what happened?
The person opposite doesn’t look very old!
"What on earth have you experienced? Tell me quickly."
Mr. Zhao doesn't look too good now. He just spoke to his grandfather and was scolded. After a while, he was given another task to investigate carefully to find out who blew the air out of the two paper figures. As a result, he, a temporary subordinate, was cursed.
The method of casting a curse is so clever!
Even if he thought about it with his little toes, he knew that the person who gave Chu Xun some trouble was somehow related to the person who broke the paper doll!
Before he came, there were not many high-ranking people in Qingzhou City. After he came, they started to spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
This...
Isn’t this bullying!
Chu Xun stammered and hid the knife behind his back. As a result, he coughed again and spit out two bones from his mouth.
Seeing him like this, Mr. Zhao sneered:
"The spell in your body is powerful and powerful. In my opinion, what you are spitting out now are the bones in your own body. If this spell is not lifted, within three days at most, all the bones in your body will be spit out from your mouth, and your body will become smaller and smaller, until finally you can be recognized as a human being when laid flat in a jar. It’s just a puddle of meat.
“You may even die by then, but you won’t be able to move, you will have to be fed even to eat, and you won’t be able to speak even if you are used as a toilet. , what’s the point of living? "
When Chu Xun heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt down in front of Mr. Zhao.
"Please, Master, save me, cough, Master, please save me, cough!"
At that moment, he didn't have the guts to keep hiding it, and he quickly got slapped from seeing the sword to stealing it. Everything was told.
Mr. Zhao listened carefully to what Chu Xun said.
“It’s a girl?”
“It’s a girl.”
"Very beautiful?"
"It's not like she's the most beautiful woman in the country, but at least her lips are red and her teeth are white, cough, cough, cough..."
Which family's lady is this? Are they also eyeing this big lake?
Mr. Zhao spent a long time comparing the various characters in his mind, but he really couldn't figure out which young lady from aristocratic families would come here.
“Sir, can you save me?”
Chu Xun looked at Young Master Zhao as if asking for help, while Young Master Zhao looked at him condescendingly without saying a word.
Seemingly sensing the meaning in Mr. Zhao’s eyes, Chu Xun gritted his teeth, and finally picked up the knife with both hands and brought it to Mr. Zhao.
“Quite sensible.”
Master Zhao held the knife handle with one hand and picked it up.
“What a knife!”
Even though Mr. Zhao has seen countless treasures, when this knife fell into his hands, he could feel the spiritual energy flowing above it.
With a flick of his wrist, a ray of white light flashed across the top of Chu Xun's head. Chu Xun felt a chill on the top of his head and found that a lot of hair had fallen off.
Mr. Zhao picked up a hair on the ground and said with a smile:
"Blow your hair and make a decisive decision. Take it seriously."
Chu Xun felt that the top of his head should have already He was bald, but he could only laugh, and then looked at Mr. Zhao expectantly.
"Don't worry." Mr. Zhao comforted Chu Xun and said: "After you pay homage to the River God tomorrow, you can ask the River God to do the exorcism for you, and I will protect you. To put it bluntly, although the spell in your body is powerful, It’s a doorway, but it’s not that unsolvable, it can be washed away with a strong wash of Yin Qi.”
Hearing this, Chu Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he reluctantly set his sights. On that precious sword.
Mr. Zhao put the knife beside him carelessly.
"I will give the treasure you gave me as a filial piety to my grandfather. When the time comes, my family will definitely pay more attention to you."
Chu Xun could only nodded awkwardly.
...
When Zuo Chen returned to the escort office, before he entered the door, he found a large number of escorts gathered outside the door. They looked eagerly and looked around, wanting to pull up the tree. Look at a few earthworms in the pit, drain the river and look at a few fish in the low-lying areas.
What's going on?
Confused, Zuo Chen stepped directly into the courtyard. At a glance, Zuo Chen saw Liu Lezi with his head raised and howling:
"Taoist Priest, I'm sorry for you!"< br>
Hysterical crying followed.
Zuo Chen sweated on his forehead. What's going on? How is this the same as crying in mourning? Am I not dead yet? " Taoist priest! Lost it, lost it! Woohoo..."
"Speak clearly."
Liu Lezi also wanted to explain the matter clearly, but he cried so loudly that he seemed to be choking on something in his throat. His mouth was not a mouth, and his tongue was not a tongue. It took him a long time to complete a complete sentence. Can't tell.
On the contrary, Caiyi came up from the side and explained to Zuo Chen what had just happened.
"This..."
Zuo Chen couldn't laugh or cry.
He didn't expect that something like this would happen just after he was out for a while.
I just got a knife and it was stolen.
"I don't recognize the face of the man who stole the knife. His face is stiff. I'm afraid he's wearing a human skin mask. He came prepared. Woohoo!"
Seeing Liu The leper cried hard, but Zuo Chen just shook his head:
“It’s just a knife, the most important thing is that the person is still alive.”
"Yes, but this is what you gave to me, Taoist Priest..."
Liu Laizi obviously still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
But Caiyi was clever. When she heard Liu Lezi's words, she said with a smile:
"Guard head, your sword is a treasure. Others also know that a common man is innocent and has a jade in his arms." Sin, if you can fight this thief today, what if someone from the noble family comes later? "
"That's what I say..."
If someone else said this to him, he would most likely curse: "It hurts your back to stand and talk, and what was stolen is not yours!"
But Caiyi and Taoist Master were the only ones to say this. He couldn't refute the words.
After crying for a while, Liu Leizi seemed to have thought about it. He wiped his face with his hands to stop his tears. He saluted Zuo Chen and said, "I'll make you laugh." Oh, maybe that treasure has no fate with me.”
“Don’t be too disappointed. The energy I poured into that knife will dissipate when it sees the light of blood. It’s not suitable for people like you. A dart boy." Zuo Chen laughed.
“Huh?”
Liu Laizi scratched his head.
That really doesn’t seem to be suitable for someone like him who lives on the edge of a knife.
"Let me give you some pointers on the Qinggong movement." Zuo Chen thought about it again and decided to slightly modify his Shudi Chengchun and teach it to Liu Lezi.
"Really? Thank you so much!"
Liu Laizi was overjoyed.
There are more handles than swords.
......
In Bai Laohui, a large group of clerks were busy, but Xu Fugui was the only one who locked himself in the small courtyard.
There was no one around at this moment, except for him, who looked pale and pressed his hand on his abdomen.
He was kicked by the Taoist priest earlier, and then a unique aura entered his Dantian.
I thought I could squeeze out this aura by relying on my Tao Xing, but I didn't expect...
The Tao Xing he had accumulated for thirty years was being chipped away by the strange aura in his belly!
"That ghost Taoist priest! What tricks did he try on me!?"
He cursed secretly, but there was nothing he could do.
If he continues like this, all his Taoism will disappear, and in the end only this wisp of strange energy will be left.
Then how can he manage Bai Laohui?
If he is exposed, someone will stab him in the back the next day!
"The river god will be officially worshiped tomorrow, but I still don't know what that old bastard Chu Xun wants to do."
Xu Fugui had a splitting headache, and there was nothing he could do.
Could it be that Bai Laohui will be destroyed in the near future?
This thought came to his mind, pessimistic and desperate.
Collecting his thoughts, Xu Fugui stood up and came to the window.
What caught his eyes were the rolling ripples on Baishou Lake, with milky white waves under the sun.
"I hope the river god will remember his old feelings tomorrow and help remove this energy from my body."
Xu Fugui sighed and said to himself.
(End of this chapter)