Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 64 You are comfortable and they are comfortable too
If Chapter 42 had clearly marked the price according to the price of rare goods, Zhou Ping'an would have become the richest man in the world, not just one of the current local tyrants.

At this moment, in addition to stacks of gold bars, there are also stacks of 42 chapters in his storage space.

Eight scriptures with 42 chapters, each in a stack of each color, are exactly the same, even with old sheepskin inside.

Now, the 42-chapter Sutra in the hands of the red lama Sang Deqiqi is a parallel import from Zhou Ping'an's cottage.

At the foot of the west mountain in Decheng, Sang Deqiqi was panting heavily, as if he couldn't run anymore.

"Hand over the 42 chapters, and we can let you live."

Zheng Keshuang never expected to get a 42-chapter scripture here, and he was in a bad mood.

Of course, he also made up his mind that once Chapter 42 was obtained, the lone red lama would be killed and silenced.

After all, if the Lama in red escapes, he will probably have to forge a relationship with the Tibetan Tantra.

"Impossible. I found the 42 chapters of the Sutra through untold hardships. It is a sacrament to be dedicated to the living Buddha. How can I give it to you?" Sang Deqiqi said angrily.

"In that case, don't blame us for being rude." Zheng Keshuang said, making a killing motion.

A Ke was slightly surprised, and persuaded: "Mr. Zheng, let's just grab the scriptures, and let's just forget about killing people."

Zheng Keshuang shook his head, and said with a smile: "Cut the weeds and don't get rid of the roots, there will be endless troubles, we can't be kind to women."

"I'll give you the scriptures, please let me go."

According to Professor Zhou Ping'an's method, after Sang Deqiu threw the 42 chapters to Zheng Keshuang, he began to beg for mercy.

"I want to leave, it's too late."

Zheng Keshuang took over the fake scriptures and turned them over several times. He was inexplicably pleasantly surprised. Seeing that Sang Deqiqi was on the verge of falling, he snorted coldly, drew out his long sword and stabbed at it.

Ding!
At the moment when Zheng Keshuang's long sword was about to kill Sang Deqiqi, a white chess piece whizzed up and knocked Zheng Keshuang's long sword to the ground.

Zheng Keshuang only felt numbness in his arms, and when he looked up, he found that more than ten lamas had already rushed over.

"Mr. Zheng, did my tantric disciples offend you in any way, and want to kill them all like this?" Sang Desi said coldly.

Just as Zheng Keshuang was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Sang De's four hands, which turned out to be another 42-chapter scripture.

Suddenly, Zheng Keshuang was on the verge of going crazy, "Hand over the scriptures, otherwise, you will all die!"

"It's unreasonable, the people who beat us will also rob us!"

Sang Desi waved his hand, and more than a dozen lamas took out their sabers one after another.

"In this case, then you all go to see your Buddha!"

With a big wave of his hand, Zheng Keshuang gave the massacre order viciously.

Zheng Keshuang believed that his companions were all elites who were one against ten or even one against a hundred, and the number of them was more than doubled. It would be a piece of cake to kill these ten or so lamas.

After a cup of tea.

Whoops, whoops, the screams rang out.

Zheng Keshuang and his more than 20 companions were all beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces. The only one who was not beaten, A Ke, was also held to his neck with two knives.

"I tied them all up." Sang Desi said angrily.

"Hey, this girl is so beautiful, why don't you play with the old men for a while." Sang Desi suddenly walked towards A Ke with a smirk on his face.

"What do you want to do? If you dare to touch A Ke, I, Yanping County Prince's Mansion, are at odds with you." Zheng Keshuang yelled.

"Huh? You're actually quite tough." Sang Desi glanced at Zheng Keshuang indifferently, but continued to stretch his hand forward like A Ke.

Obviously, Sang Desi didn't take Zheng Keshuang's words seriously.

After all, just like the Zheng family in Taiwan is not afraid of the Living Buddha of Xizang, the Living Buddha of Xizang is also not afraid of the Zheng family of Taiwan, because no one can control anyone, and no one can beat anyone.

"Stop!" Zheng Keshuang said angrily.

"You really want to save this little girl?" Sang Desi laughed.

"Of course. Miss Ake is pure and pure, so I naturally want to protect her." Zheng Keshuang said.

"Mr. Zheng, me." Hearing what Zheng Keshuang said, Ah Ke was moved and burst into tears.

"Since that's the case, you can cut off one hand. It's up to you to decide whether to use the left hand or the right hand."

Sang Desi laughed, untied the rope on Zheng Keshuang's body with a backhand knife, threw the Jie knife over, and said with a smile: "One hand for the innocence of your sweetheart, is the price very fair?"

Zheng Keshuang took the Jie Dao, his face turned blue and white.

Zhou Ping'an was sitting on a tree branch on the top of the mountain, seeing that Sang Desi's mouth was actually drooling when he saw the corner of A Ke's mouth, and cursed inwardly, you son of a bitch.

"Mr. Zheng, why don't you chop off your left hand, and write and hold a sword with your right hand. I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

This sentence was repeated thousands of times in A Ke's mouth, but she just didn't say it.

Zheng Keshuang's expression changed again and again, A Ke thought he was wondering whether to cut off his left hand or his right hand, and was about to speak, but Zheng Keshuang said it first.

"I'm sorry, Ake, I can't cut off my hand, whether it's left or right. I'm the second son of Yanping County King, and I have a high chance of going back to inherit the throne. If I cut off my hand and become disabled, my father will definitely not cut it off. The throne passed to me."

After Zheng Keshuang finished speaking, A Ke immediately stood on the spot as if being struck by five thunders. She couldn't believe that this was Mr. Zheng who had said countless sweet words to her.

"How about this, Miss Ake, let them be happy, they won't die anyway, and they will be comfortable if you are comfortable. I promise, as long as I return to Taiwan to inherit the throne, I will not dislike you, I will seal you You are a concubine, oh no concubine, how about it?"

Zheng Keshuang actually threw away Jie Dao and started to do A Ke's ideological work.

"." Akko's face was ashen, and two lines of clear tears wet his face.

"Can you let us go first, so that you won't disturb your good deeds." Zheng Keshuang said with a nod and bowed his head. With that appearance, Sang Desi was almost on his knees.

The fourth lamas in red at Sang De also looked sideways, secretly admiring their expectation of respecting Zhou Ping'an.

Originally, when Zhou Ping'an proposed to expose Zheng Keshuang's true face, Sang Desi also suggested that Zheng Keshuang's life or lifeblood be exchanged for Ake's innocence.

Zhou Ping'an said calmly that one hand or even one finger was enough, but Sang Desi and the others still didn't believe it.

Until now, after seeing Zheng Keshuang's idiot nature, the fourth Lama Sang De discovered that their foresight of respecting Zhou Ping'an was something they could not look up to.

"Zheng Keshuang, you bastard!" Seeing that Zheng Keshuang was about to abandon her and run away, Ah Ke finally got angry.

"Miss Ake, how can you talk like this? We just met by chance, why should I give up the opportunity to inherit the throne for you and make myself crippled?" Zheng Keshuang didn't take it seriously at all and retorted.

"Then please, Mr. Zheng, don't disturb our good business." Sang Desi said with a smirk.

"Don't come here. If you dare to touch me, I will bite my tongue and kill myself." Seeing that Zheng Keshuang actually left her and ran away, Ake was so angry that she wanted to cut him into pieces.

"It's time for me to play." After Zhou Ping'an accepted the system reward with satisfaction, he immediately jumped up from the tree branch, and flew towards A Ke's position with incomparable speed.

I don't know whether it was for the sake of realistic effect, or because the four Sandes and others were really attracted to the scene because A Ke was so beautiful, more than ten lamas actually threw away their swords and surrounded A Ke from all directions.

(End of this chapter)