Copper Coins

Xue Xian, who thought that in the first half of his life, "he could pierce the sky above and shake the earth below", was just copied by a monk with no appearance, and it only cost a piece of broken copper...

After the two pieces of moss were shoveled up by the monk, the prototype appeared in a short while, turning into two small human-shaped paper skins.The monk glanced at the paper skin indifferently, then folded the paper skin and put it in the hidden pocket at his waist.

Xue Xian was forced to stick to Bald Donkey's waist before he could squirt all his heart and soul into the tsunami, and it fit tightly without any gap.

If grievances could suffocate people to death, Xue Xian could have survived more than 200 times during this time of "confiscating his home and pocketing it".He is born with a proud temper, he can only be angry with others, but not others, he is a shameless and unreasonable ancestor.This time, Biansheng bumped into a nail carelessly, and capsized the boat in the gutter.

No matter what the original reason was, the relationship between him and the bald donkey was settled.

Xue Xian is a disobedient person, he takes soft things but not tough ones.If he had a knife in his hand at this time, he would have stabbed the monk in the waist without saying a word, but unfortunately he didn't have the habit of carrying a sword with him.

The monk looked like an icicle, he didn't pay attention to anyone and showed no expression, but his body was still warm.The slightly hot body temperature seeps into the paper skin little by little through the not-thick white linen cloth.

Xue Zhipi, who was covered up in a moment: "..."

annoying!

It's really annoying. For people with physical problems, a little warmth in the cold winter is the most likely to destroy their fighting spirit, especially Xue Xian, who has been paralyzed for half a year.The tendons and veins are blocked, and the Qi and blood are not flowing. Now this body can't gather much heat at all, and it is almost frozen in the whole winter moon.With such a cold cover, his body became lazy before his mind, and he didn't even want to move.

Xue Xian, who was folded twice, lay angrily for a while, finally overcame his laziness, and secretly touched the things in the monk's pocket.

For this young monk, Xue Xian still doesn't know how deep it is.

If it is really capable... what kind of skill is it to tear a piece of white linen or shovel a piece of mossy ground?Bare ass dolls who piss and mud will do!What's more, it's just a matter of moving a finger for someone who is really capable. Let alone a small piece, the whole yard can be lifted, so why bother to pick up a piece of broken copper to shovel it in person?

But if it is said that he has no ability... then how did he see through all these layers of deception at a glance?

Xue Xian was still hesitant about any movement at first, and when he was groping, his movements were small and light, and it was not easy to detect because of the convenience of the thin paper.

However, after a while, he gradually lost his scruples, and he didn't know how to restrain himself.Because he found that the bald donkey didn't seem to care about this one. Through the two layers of white linen wrapped outside the dark bag, he vaguely heard some chaotic voices outside the yard, as if a group of people had gathered, and he didn't know For what.

"Hiss... why did you slap me in the face?!" Jiang Shining lowered his voice, and uttered a few words between his teeth. It sounded like his patience with Xue Xian had reached its limit.

Xue Xian's groping movements quickened, and he accidentally photographed the wrong place.He didn't have the time or leisure to explain to the nerd, so he gave him a low "shh", signaling the nerd to stay calm and not make any noise.

In the past six months, his movement has been hindered, and every time he wants to do something or go somewhere, he has to take advantage of it.Either a person or a thing.It's rare to meet a bald donkey this time, even if he doesn't have the slightest ability to rely on trickery and abduction, he must have something that can fool people.Xue Xian wanted to grab something conveniently in his secret pocket, and then leave in the chaos.

While Xue Xian was busy, the young monk who copied him had already reached the gate of the Jiang Family Medical Hall.

The originally rather heavy door of the house has long been incomplete, and the copper door hoops are even slightly deformed.When the two doors came together, they couldn't close tightly, leaving a huge gap.The monk stopped in front of the door and raised his eyelids.

Through the grinning door, he could clearly see that there was already a dense circle of figures outside the door.The Jiang Family Medical Hall has long been an abandoned house, so naturally there will be no lanterns hanging at the door, and if they are hung, there will be no one to illuminate them.But at this moment, the group of people outside were holding a string of paper lanterns in their hands, with a few balls of shining white light, which illuminated the people in the future menacingly, and they were extremely serious, with an attitude of "the visitor is not good".

This appearance, either to catch ghosts, or to catch people.

As the saying goes, "If you don't do anything wrong, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door", but such a big battle, whoever encounters it unexpectedly, will be a little scared.But after the young monk glanced at it, he turned his gaze back.He pushed open the gate of the house, but he couldn't see anyone, he raised his foot and was about to walk out, as if the group of people with lanterns in front of him didn't exist.

The people surrounding the entrance of the Jiang Family Medicine Hall were not idlers.They were wearing gray-blue cloth robes that were the standard of the county government, and there were about a dozen thin knives about two feet long hanging from their waists.Seeing that the monk was about to leave, they immediately held down their waist sabers, closed the circle, and blocked the monk's way.

The monk stopped, frowned and scanned the people in front of him, as if he didn't understand what these people had to do with him.

"You said, but this person?" A slightly older voice suddenly sounded.

The monk glanced at the speaker—it was a middle-aged man of modest stature, wearing a teacher's hat and a goatee. He looked thin, but his stomach was slightly protruding.If he was a native of Ningyang, he would immediately recognize this middle-aged man as Liu Xu, the master of the Ningyang County Government.

But the monk is not a local. With his temperament, even if he is a local, he may not pay attention to what the master looks like, how many eyes and how many mouths he has.

On the contrary, Monk still had a third impression of the person Master Liu questioned—it was none other than the little waiter from Jiuweiju.

It turned out that the waiter thought about the notice next to the Jiuweiju building, and finally went to the county government.Since such a heavy reward has been offered, he must be a tricky criminal. Who knows if he has a string of murders on him?

So, the waiter just reported on the young monk, and the county government came to arrest him immediately without saying a word.

The monk's eyes fell on the waiter, who seemed a little guilty, shrunk his neck back slightly, and said falteringly, "Master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the young monk had already looked away.He raised his finger, and a black object drew an arc and landed in the waiter's arms impartially.The waiter also said that it was something hurtful, and closed his eyes in shock.Hearing the sound of copper plates colliding, he cautiously opened his eyes.

purse!

What the monk threw into his arms was the money bag he had stuffed into the other party before.

As if the monk had finally thrown away what should be thrown away, he took another step with a calm face.This time, probably impatient with the delay, he coldly opened his mouth to the yamen servant and said, "Get out of the way."

"My lord, this..." While blocking people, the yamen servant cast a questioning look at the master.

"Wait." The master took out a thin piece of paper from his pocket, shook it away against the light of the lantern, and said, "Where is this little master from? Which temple is he worshiping Buddha in? Do you have a dharma name?"

The young monk looked at him with a frown, as if he was too lazy to answer, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing that he was a bit ignorant, the master's tone suddenly became serious: "Little master, someone came to sue, saying that you are somewhat similar to the criminals who are wanted by the imperial court all over the world. If you insist on not speaking, we have no choice but to arrest you first." Go back and check it out!"

The young monk glanced at him coldly, and after a while, he calmly said: "The Dharma name is Xuanmin, a wild monk, with no home and no temple."

Orthodox monks never mess around like this, but those who say they have no home and no temple, nine out of ten are relying on partial wealth for food, in other words, they are magic sticks.

The master looked him up and down, with a sarcastic look on his face, and then he shook his hands seriously to make a notice, ordering people to hold the lantern closer, and compare it with Xuan Min one by one.

Xue Xian, who was busy in his dark pocket, listened to the words completely, and immediately felt a little gloating: Let you, a bald donkey, copy other people's nests, and now you will be copied too, right?Should!

He didn't find anything useful to him in his secret pocket, except for a peach branch and two flints, there was only a cloth bag, and he carefully touched the inner layer of the cloth bag, which seemed to be some long and short needles.In short, it was not what he wanted.Xue Xian couldn't be bothered to delay any longer, so he wanted to sneak out of the hidden pocket while the monk wasn't paying attention.

For this, he is somewhat confident.As long as he doesn't want to be noticed, ordinary people will never notice his movements.Xue Xian picked up the time when the master spoke again, stretched himself into a very thin sheet, and rubbed upwards along the little gap in the secret pocket.

Unexpectedly, as soon as one head slid out, I felt that my eyes went dark——

The bald donkey who killed a thousand swords actually raised his hand in time, and pressed his protruding paper head back with a finger!

Xue Xian: "..."

The ancestor who was naturally disobedient was so furious that he rolled around in his dark pocket impatiently, took a needle from the cloth bag, and hit the bald donkey's waist eye.

Xuan Min: "..."

Just when Xue Xian was secretly about to turn the world upside down, the master who stopped Xuan Min finished comparing the complete notice, frowned and shook his head: "That's not right..."

"No?" The yamen servants behind him glanced at the notice.

"The age is not right, the difference is too much." The master said, "It doesn't look like much... It looks interesting from a distance, but it is too young when the lantern is illuminated nearby. Besides, the one who is going to be arrested, It is said that he is an extremely difficult eminent monk, this master..."

The master's eyes subconsciously turned around Xuan Min's waist, and glanced at the dusty string of copper coins. Although he didn't say it directly, his expression was obvious—the one in front of him was obviously a stubble, and the copper coins hadn't grown oily yet. What about... the eminent monk?What a joke!

No one will show any respect for a magic stick that can be seen through at a glance.

After the master glanced at his string of copper coins, his expression was obviously filled with contempt.He raised his hand and waved at Xuan Min, saying, "Okay, there's nothing wrong with you, little master, let's go."

Xuan Min raised his foot and walked away, as if it was just a fallen leaf that fell off his body, and it had nothing to do with him.

But after he walked out two steps, he glanced at the master's face indifferently, and said indifferently: "You won't live long."

Xue Xian, who was thinking of a new idea in his secret pocket, slipped his struggling movements and almost tore himself apart: "..." Great, no need to waste time, this bald donkey is starting to look for death!

However, when he slipped, he accidentally stuck it near the root of Xuan Min's waist. For some reason, he suddenly felt something in his head "buzz" and shook, as if someone had knocked on his brain. Remember Hong Zhong.