On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

He was taken away by a passing Taoist.

Hundreds of years have passed, the old village, relatives, and the old man who often scolded me at the entrance of the village have turned into ashes, but I really answered that sentence.

He looked at the handful of dust and thought he was relieved, but this was the beginning of misfortune.

The sect that accepted him was not very famous, and he was a mortal farmer, and he didn't know how difficult it was for a person like himself to enter the cultivation world. He only knew that he was taken away by an old Taoist priest, and then that Taoist priest became a Taoist priest. I got my own master.

It is taken for granted that the cultivation world had a formal household registration thousands of years ago. Of course, he, a pure black householder, could not see the light. At that time, he had not complained about his master. After he realized what a wonderful opportunity he had encountered, Zhao Yonggui even thanked him of.

However, a truly kind-hearted old Taoist would never take a farmer with little talent and a brain like a lump to heaven, because it would be a disaster for him.

It's a pity that Zhao Yonggui at that time had no self-knowledge. He traveled all over the country with his master and saw the prosperity and wonders of the cultivation world, so he really thought he was a monk.

Of course, this illusion disappeared in his mind when he helped his master dispose of the 320th corpse. He was really stupid, he was stupid, otherwise he would not have reacted too late. The corpse-smelling self.

Their sect belongs to the small way in the huge world of comprehension. Playing with corpses, playing with the souls of the dead, and using living people to refine weapons are really crooked ways.The reason why his master was willing to take him with him was because he was not smart enough, otherwise he would have disappeared into the monk's long life together with his own village, instead of living till now.

That's right, Zhao Yonggui learned from his master that the village he was born in was actually destroyed by the master he respected, and he only got his life because of being stupid and just right.

Perhaps it was because of his loyalty over the years that the old Taoist felt relieved of him, or maybe it was because of his stupid and dull appearance that the self-proclaimed immortal monk didn't pay much attention to him at all.

On the day of Zhao Yonggui's third birthday, he learned the whole truth, and at the same time, a false dream in his heart was finally revealed.

I am not some noble and extraordinary monk, but a complete executioner.

What I learned was not the way of longevity, but a thug who was treated as "garbage" by my master.

After living for so many years, all he has learned are harmful skills, which are even worse than when he was digging in the ground.

When he spent 40 years introspecting and even his master forgot what he had said to him, he did it suddenly, and this one shot accurately pierced the dead spot of his body!

When the old man was dying, his eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness.

He probably never thought that his apprentice with elm bumps would do anything to him, and he never thought that this naturally ruthless disciple would avenge himself for those ordinary folks.

Zhao Yonggui buried him in the soil with a blank expression. He looked no different from the people he had buried before, and there was nothing hard to believe as the eye of the mountain to intimidate the mountain.

If I have a villain master who is so bad to the bone, then I must not be a good guy.

Now that he has decided that he is a bad person, it would be strange not to do something insane.

But this old guy has a good life, because he has been doing bad things for many years, and there are many arrest warrants in the cultivation world full of his name, so he can only go down to the country of mortals to live, just like when he picked himself up, ran to The people's village was bluffing and deceiving, but they unexpectedly found a fairy mansion in the outskirts of this remote mountain.

Due to the proximity to the Dai Kingdom, the old man didn't dare to make a fuss, but he designed some mazes and placed them in the woods. Every time he came, he could see many bones of Orion beasts in the maze area.

Although it is only occasionally, there are also unlucky people who enter by mistake, and the endless maze will often trap them until they starve to death.

Now that the old man is dead, this fairy mansion is his own, Zhao Yonggui used his inflexible brain to think carefully for a while, and then slapped his hands, looking at the still warm "Master" and simply filled his eyes.

When the old thing was still alive, he had proposed an idea to use the lives of thousands of boys and girls to combine with these ancient trees on the mountain to form a spooky ghost creature that could cover the land with a radius of thousands of miles.

His greatest ambition is to include the Dai Kingdom as well, and then dominate this hell on earth.

Zhao Yonggui now thinks his idea is good, so he just slapped his head - go it alone!

Using the sorcery learned over the years to lure the children of common people, and then embed those children alive in the tree, will maintain the last trace of life.

They did a good job at the beginning, those old trees were nourished by the vigor of boys and girls, and their strength to take root in the ground became stronger, and it didn't take long for the mansion to be firmly trapped in the ground.

Even if a monk of ordinary strength comes to this mountain, he will not notice the tricks here. As long as he does not attract the attention of the upper realm, he is sure that he is safe.

After completing the preliminary design, Zhao Yonggui started to plan the next step with more confidence.

This time, he put dozens of children under the age of eight into a cauldron and cooked them, stewed them with the fire of Nine Netherworlds, cooked them fragrant and crispy, and then sacrificed them to the underworld god.

Call the Great Underworld God to come to this mountain to station, and completely suppress the spiritual energy within ten thousand miles of the territory.

The mountains have spirits, and every flower, grass, tree, and stone has spirituality. If you do such insane things by yourself, the righteousness of the world will definitely not allow it. If you don’t have enough backing here, I’m afraid Heaven’s Dao will strike you with thunder!

Zhao Yonggui is arranging a way out for himself.

But what he never expected was that before Lei Jie had arrived and the god of the underworld was still in the future, an ancestor of the primordial spirit stage who should not have appeared in the human world actually kicked the door.

Zhao Yonggui yelled angrily "who" and was immediately spotted by Xiang Junhua who was demolishing the palace gate.

He was in the dark room, but he had a pair of eyes that ignored the distance and fixed his gaze on him. At that moment, even a stupid guy like Zhao Yonggui felt terrified.

His eyes seemed to see through all internal organs, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, full of a feeling of "I found you!" It meant that he was scared to death immediately.

What, what's the situation!

Zhao Yonggui was startled, he jumped on the spot, he didn't care to stare at the word "Jing", recalling the stare at each other just now with lingering fear in his heart.

This is not a supernatural power that monks in the foundation period can display. So there is actually a monk with the lowest golden core level here?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yonggui's pupils dilated involuntarily, fear fell on him in an instant, and he was sweating profusely...

I am an evil cultivator who doesn't even have a foundation, and was caught by those self-healing and righteous monks...how could it end well? !

Thinking about the possible consequences, Zhao Yonggui gritted his teeth and looked around, full of longing.Back then, the old thing was able to be fascinated by such wild fantasies, of course it was because there were good things everywhere.

A complete fairy palace hall, even the forbidden runes are full of everything.I just explored to the second floor and I have already lingered, I don't know how many spiritual artifacts there are!

In order to monopolize this place, I carefully set up a boy's yin and yang formation that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth, turning thousands of miles away from this place into ghosts and monsters, and even intending to invite the Great Underworld God to suppress righteousness everywhere, but I didn't expect that it would come to a critical point and return without success.

"hateful!"

Stamping his feet vigorously, Zhao Yonggui was cold-hearted in the end, resisting his resignation, and immediately used escapism to escape.

It can be said that from his discovery of Xiang Junhua, to his judgment of the gap between the enemy and us, and his decisiveness in making the decision to escape, all of them are above excellent. However——the strength of his perception is so great that this little cleverness can no longer make up for it.

The person who came was not a Jindan period or a Nascent Soul monk, but an ancestor of the Yuanshen period!

With a sweep of his divine sense, he accurately found a certain foreign object that was escaping from the earth. With a cold snort, Xiang Junhua flashed and appeared in the sky. , All the mountains were pulled away by him, turning into a boundless dragon.

On the bulging ground was a dragon shaped like a long whip, and when he swung it violently at Zhao Yonggui, the difference in strength showed a crushing ruthlessness.

Many things flashed through Zhao Yonggui's mind in an instant, but until his vision was completely covered by darkness and his body was buried by the mountain, no one knew what he was thinking before he died.

Xiang Junhua's long-sleeved long dress, the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and his waist-length hair fluttered in the wind. His demeanor and demeanor at this time were very much like the legendary gods and gods, especially when he was still holding With a "long whip" formed by the earth and mountains.

"Go."

Throwing down this miraculous mountain whip without hesitation, the whip immediately turned into a mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles, easily covering up the traces left by Zhao Yonggui, as if this person had never existed in the world .

Take the mountains as the town, and take the righteousness of the world as the monument.

Xiang Junhua thought, even if this person has the ability to become a ghost, he still can't escape from Wuzhishan!

The sleeves became extremely restless at this time, and the cold wind in the sky was indeed a bit stronger.

After such a big event, no one came out to watch the excitement. It is really thanks to the dark moon and high winds... Xiang Junhua, who didn't want to continue to cause trouble, patted the sleeves of many children, and said in a relaxed tone: "Let's go home .”

The wide white cuffs made no sound, but they did settle down.

miss home, want to go home...

A flash of spiritual light in the sky quickly disappeared towards the direction of Dai Guo like a meteor in the sky.

At this time, there was a person who was left behind at the foot of the mountain, who spat out several mouthfuls of dust. He stood at the foot of the mountain in a state of embarrassment, staring dumbfounded at the fleeting light in the sky. Was he just forgotten like that?

Although he was in a state of distress, Zhang Dahu was indeed a man who boasted of his escape skills. Just when the mountain turned into a "long whip", he rushed to the bottom of the mountain in a hurry, and he was only a short distance away from being crushed into a part of the mountain whip. It's a great fortune to be able to stand here now!

As a result, he was forgotten in the back of his mind and stayed alone in the night breeze. He thought about it, and suddenly made himself laugh, and burst out laughing.

Zhang Dahu shouted boldly: "Ha, this person is interesting!"

With a long howl, he also left the place quickly.

……

In the residence of the prime minister of the country.

Wen Chizhou was drawing a pen and ink, and a piece of high-quality "scented paper" in his hands was stretched out. The length and width of the white paper were equal in size, exuding a luster like warm jade.

Put the tip of the pen on it, hang the ink downward, and lightly outline a few strokes. The appearance of a man with wide sleeves and long sleeves, holding an unknown long whip to conquer the world is vividly depicted.

He looked at the painting, suddenly chuckled, and put it in the sun to dry.

The rooster crowed outside the mansion, the scorching sun rose into the sky, and the sky in the distance turned white, and thousands of rays of light scatter the world. Before I knew it, it was time for the world to wake up...

7. Where is the addition?

Seven

In an unremarkable small mountain village thousands of miles outside Daiguo, the dogs raised from door to door crawled in the nest and shrugged. The rooster that was supposed to crow at that time seldom lay down in the nest, until the sun approached noon, and only one door closed The tight door carefully peeked out a slit from the inside to the outside.

Someone inside the door asked in a low voice as if afraid of something: "How is it? Has the world outside changed?"

Someone paused for a few minutes before slowly saying in a relaxed tone: "No, everything is fine, fine..."

"Shhh-"

The door was pushed open, and the family of three living in the house came out in surprise, looking at the familiar yard, the big yellow dog coming out of the shed, and the big rooster that was full of air. These people had a sense of survival.

The world changed drastically last night. The mountain that had caused many strange things in the past few months disappeared all night. The huge roar continued to resound, and everything returned to normal this morning. People who don't know the truth may suspect that the gods are manifesting spirits. !

The male owner of this family was very courageous, and when he looked at the window in the middle of the night, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately closed the doors and windows tightly.

Foolish people have ignorant wisdom, and the chaos outside is earth-shattering. Those of them whose homes are nearby, even if they escape from the door, cannot compare to the power of the supernatural powers of others.

If they want to harm the fish in the pond, what strength do they have?Running or not running makes no difference!

Realizing that he had nowhere to go, the host hugged his wife, who hugged the child again, and the whole family spent the whole night in fear.

This morning when I heard the movement outside disappeared, I didn't dare to go out. I didn't dare to go out until noon, thinking that in broad daylight, such evil things as ghosts and monsters should not dare to show up, so I opened the door carefully to explore the changes outside the house.

However, when the door of the house is opened, the mountains and clear waters outside the village are beautiful, and the scenery sweeps away the previous evil atmosphere, and it restores the brilliance of many years ago.

The crouching old dog wobbled out and rubbed its wet nose against the young master's pants, the big cock cooed imposingly!

More and more people similar to this family walked out of the house, looking at the land where their ancestors lived for generations, their faces were full of joy after the catastrophe.

They survived!

Several nearby villages looked at the Zhonglingyuxiu mountain, and made similar sighs in unison, and their joy was beyond words.

Not long afterward, several respected old people nearby decided to build a mountain temple on this mountain where many strange things happened. The site was chosen right in the middle of the three villages. Since then, it has been worshiped all the year round, from generation to generation.

On the day when the oath was established, a majestic Hongxia descended from the sky, wearing red and ribbons, and the majestic weather appeared on the top of the mountain. Everyone who saw it was overjoyed!

With the appearance of the vision of the mountain temple, there have been no strange things in the land nearby. The people live and work in peace and contentment, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, just like the pastoral scenery written by poets.

The days passed unknowingly, and everyone forgot everything that happened that night. The whole mountain became more and more sacred amidst the lingering fireworks. The ancient trees and pine trees are full of greenery, and the mountains are full of vitality. The large green stretches for hundreds of miles...

And in the depths of the mountains, a certain suppressed existence lay down under the deep soil layer. On top of its rotting corpse, there was an adult-sized skeleton grasping the neck of the corpse with its pale bone claws. Violent and fierce, tearing the flesh and blood of the corpse's throat, as if there is some deep hatred, even if the body is dead, the body of bones still wants to kill himself!

The gas of fireworks floating on the surface of the mountain floated towards the direction of the corpse, and turned into a shining golden power of faith and blown into the surface of the skeleton.

The surface of the bone was not muddy at all, it was as clean as if carved from a whole block of jade, the ribs were clear, the finger bones were slender, and in the two cavities of the head, with the help of fireworks, two golden sparks suddenly lit up.

The pillars of the mountain temple trembled, and with a click, the extremely sturdy temple collapsed into ruins in this windless and rainless weather.

At this time, Dai Guo knew nothing about it, or even if he knew it, he would not pay attention to it.It was just a mountain temple built spontaneously by the villagers. How could this be worthy of the attention of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs who is busy with daily affairs?I'm afraid even the small officials at the gate of the city will not take it seriously.

At this time, the powerful and powerful nobles and ministers in Daiguo had already focused their attention on the gate of the prime minister's mansion.

The capital of Dai State, in Yangjing City.

People from all over the neighborhood rushed to tell everyone that the lost children had been found!

Many families who lost their children gathered at the gate of the prime minister's mansion early in the morning. Many parents with wild eyes were anxiously looking for their children. These parents lined up honestly on the side, and at the same time took out the roster, and each child was sent back to their parents safely.

These people who found the children hugged them and looked left and right. When they found that their faces were just a little pale and had no effect, they burst into tears on the spot. Kowtowing, the scene was so lively that even the palace sent people over to inquire.

And the person who was supposed to stand outside to accept Wanmin's admiration, Xiang Junhua was lying on a soft bed in the study room, playing with the Heart Demon Stone with his fingers.

Tell a bad joke.

His post was negatively commented.

He hurried back to have breakfast this morning, before he had a good night's sleep, he opened his heart demon net because of his hand, and looked at the sudden appearance of a bad review, his face was full of emotions, and his psychological gap was huge.

The author's heart was broken.

Ask Junhua for a buzz.

You bastard with a negative score, be yourself! ! ! ! !

The fragile glass heart almost ran away!

In order to stop him, the Prime Minister's Mansion spent three inkstones, two porcelain pillows, plus a whole set of tea sets and chairs, all of which are of such solid quality that they would make a bang when thrown to the ground!

As a result, these things fell into his hands and lasted for an average of three seconds. This was because he recalled the feeling when he dropped the tea set.

Being given a negative score hurt too much, Xiang Junhua rubbed his red eyes, intending to remember Heizi's name and curse him viciously in the notebook!

Two fingers and one swipe, like a modern touch-screen mobile phone, in the comment interface of Lanruo Literature "Sword Qi Rising to the Sky" in the novel section of Xinmo.com, a line of delicately written names is like a scene of lush bamboo forest paths, the sound of water ding dong, lang Zhu Yating, with a full of calligraphy rhyme, appears in front of my eyes.

Bamboo literati.

The four big characters with deep strokes represent the splendor of a certain era, which is an era when "Lan Ruo" was fragrant.

At that time, some people said that there were all kinds of literary talent in the world, until he retired, a certain big man with all-hands and eyes, even wrote Lanruo Literature to commemorate his beautiful writing.

Of course, Xiang Junhua doesn't know about the past thousands of years ago~

He cared even more that this guy named Wenke gave himself a negative score!

He is angry, he is very angry, he is angry, but he can't shout at the readers, he is very angry.

Angrily, Xiang Junhua tossed and turned on the soft bed for a long time, and when the girls and maidservants serving outside for a long time couldn't help asking if there was anything he needed, he suddenly turned over and sat up, pointing his finger at the comment Pointing.

Look what this guy named Wenke said?

He actually despises himself for not updating well, breaking his promise and getting fat!

Where did I break my promise?

I'm clearly fighting for survival, okay?

Without food and clothing, what should we do?

The sages said: I have my own enemies to send forward!

Recalling the last time I was quick to do things, it is not worthwhile to stay in the prime minister's mansion to enjoy it now, Xiang Junhua feels that he still remembers to update at this time is already a very responsible performance!

He came to satisfy the readers' appetite just after solving the problem of food and clothing. Although...but...maybe...he was a little lazy for a few days...but just a few days!

He thinks he still doesn't need to be guilty!

But what does this guy mean?

What does it mean to break your promise and get fat!

What's wrong with me, you want to bully me like this.

Xiang Junhua cried and refreshed the page again, intending to read the new comments to soothe his mood.

Black powder or something... just let him go with the wind.

I can't rush to bite him...

But when the screen changed, the heart demon stone smashed by a super-big spirit stone shook three times. Xiang Junhua stared at the biggest reward ever, and swallowed with difficulty.

After making mental preparations for a while, he stared again at He Fangsheng, the boss who smashed the thunder.

Bamboo literati.

For the second time, the four large characters that haunted him appeared in his field of vision.

The instantly shocked eyes moved down slowly.

Zhulin Wenke: One hundred spirit stones plus one more chapter, the author’s preface is not to be forgotten, now that ten thousand spirit stones are offered, why add more?

Xiang Junhua had a hard time remembering that negative comment.

Go back on your word and get fat?

Comparing the time when the two comments were sent, the vision gradually became empty.

What a little clever ghost!

Spit blood to Junhua!

……

In the favorite water pavilion of the master of the prime minister's mansion, the maidservants come and go, fat, swallows and thin, beautiful women like clouds, easily deducing a scene of human love/sex, but those who are capable of enjoying all this reasonably do not let the mere beauty go on heart.

Not long ago, when Xiang Junhua came back, the child he brought back was only weak and could return to his parents after staying in the mansion for a while.

A major case was settled, and the crooked way that caused chaos in the world was also dealt with. Prime Minister Wen was in a good mood, and the speed of handling affairs was a little faster than usual.

He handed over the day's official duties to his subordinates and sent them to the official residences of the ministers to arrange the follow-up. It was rare that he was free. He took out the Heart Demon Stone, looked at the rewards left on the interface not long ago, and let out a pleasant and brisk laugh. The koi in the pool all leaped out of the water, matching the laughter.

Wen Chizhou loves to read the book "Sword Qi Rising to the Sky", but not long ago, the author stopped editing for half a year, and finally came back to update a chapter, and then came up with the method of asking for leave, and the update has not been seen until now.

As a well-educated and scheming reader, Wen Chizhou's eyes were fixed on the word "asking for leave" for a while, and when he returned to the comment page, the corners of his mouth never let go, with a little complacency and mischief It's rare to talk so narrowly.

"Let's see what you do now!"

8. Reminding you to be more addicted

Eight

How to do?

Xiang Junhua wants cold salad.

Staying in the study with your head covered for four or five days, the code word is approaching madness!

If it weren't for the extremely powerful function of Xinmo.com, the author only needs to think of the scene in his mind, and each suitable word will automatically float into the Anner's Stone, forming a series of continuous and beautiful handwriting. The author only needs to perfect the article at the end Perhaps...maybe...probably...Xiang Junhua will become the first traverser who died suddenly in this great world of cultivating immortals because of code words.

At that time, I'm afraid that even the closest people can only express their sorrow to him, without any other words.

After several days of various cerebral infarctions and mental developments, the door of the study room finally opened a gap, a pale and weak face squinted as if not adapted to the sunlight outside, and a pair of eyes exuding a strange momentum.

Xiang Junhua weakly stretched out his hand to the maidservant waiting outside, grabbed her soft pancreas, and said pitifully, "Here's a bowl of hot soup, add some spiciness..."

The maid professionally helped him back into the house, and waited for him to sit still, before leaning forward slightly.

"Save it, maidservant."

Then she exited the room with light steps, walked out of the courtyard, and in a place where Xiang Junhua could not see, the maid held her head high and shook her handkerchief.

"I'm scared to death! So it's not just taking advantage!"

Zhang Dahu passing by: "..."

The women in this mansion look flamboyant and weak, but they are actually as tough as each other. I really don't know where the prime minister got them. A garden full of overlord flowers is not bad!

I thought to myself, could it be that the prime minister likes this?But if you think about it carefully, Prime Minister Dai Guowen has been single since the day he became famous and has never been surpassed.

Zhang Dahu also let this cranky thinking continue until the gate of the courtyard, and then immediately cleared his head after the notification sounded, and walked in as if he hadn't thought about anything.

Wen Chizhou often likes to move his official business to the courtyard on sunny days. The prime minister's mansion cooperated with his preferences, and with the emperor's connivance, the mansion of Prime Minister Wen has expanded countless gardens and water pavilions in just ten years, and the area has increased by ten times compared to before. More than enough!

Behind each barrier, there is a complex corridor extending away, immersed in exotic flowers and plants, among strange rocks and rockeries, forming a unique scenery like a winding path leading to seclusion.Occasionally, a beautiful and affectionate maidservant walks by, showing even more magnificence and gracefulness, a collection of the best craftsmanship in the world!

The spring garden where he is now is full of fragrant flowers in spring, butterflies and birds dance wildly, the fragrance of flowers is charming, the bluestone steps connect the water veins, and a jade terrace is built by the lake.

Every time the moon is full, the bright moon in the sky enters the water to form a heart, so the lake center pool is named after it, which means happiness and happiness.

Although this is not a good time to enjoy the scenery in this garden, but the owner of the mansion couldn't help thinking of it, so early in the morning, the servants were busy, moving a bunch of things into this long-unoccupied courtyard, quickly Quickly take care of a fresh and pleasant appearance.

When Wen Chizhou arrived at the speed of walking, the courtyard had been tidied up, and the wonders he saw were so wonderful that they touched people's hearts, and they were so ingenious that he praised them for their unique flavor.

When he sat down, the gentle maidservant with white hands lit some spices for him, and a huge incense burner beside the round table was emitting misty purple smoke.

At the slanted gap of the gauze curtain, sunlight enters through the gauze and falls on the incense burner. There is a poem about this situation and this scene: the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging from the front of the river, it flies down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way is falling. nine days.

Wen Chizhou suddenly said: "How about building another waterfall here?"

The people next to him didn't dare to answer, only pretending that the prime minister turned on the infrastructure mode again, but Wen Chizhou looked around and shook his head slowly.

"No, no, if there is a waterfall, the surface of the lake will be a little bit rippling, and the scene of the water moon and the heart of the sky will be broken by itself, which is a waste."

Just outside the moon gate, a big man who looked like a tiger transformed into a man walked in. When he entered the gate majestically, he heard Wen Chizhou sigh while standing in the clear wind of Xishui.

Zhang Dahu couldn't help sighing.

This is you, master, another prince would not dare to make such a fuss, nor would he have the money to make such a fuss.

Others don't know, but don't an old man like him who serves the prime minister know?The materials used in the various gardens and courtyards here are all high-quality products selected from thousands of miles. The most rare thing is that these materials did not use a single cent of people's fat and people's ointment, let alone the grace of the palace.

Spend your own money, even if someone talks too much, they have nothing to say, at most they will say a few words behind their backs, where did this guy get his money from!How is he so rich!Waiting for the barking of the envious, jealous and hated defeated dog.

Although Zhang Dahu also really wanted to know where the master’s money came from, it seemed that when he came to see Wen Chizhou, he would automatically let his mind go blank and learn to shut up and not think too much. That’s why he was able to work under Prime Minister Wen for so long. main cause.

What else do you think about?I don't even know where it is now!Why reuse!

A man striding across the small bamboo and wood bridge, with a pair of fierce eyes, overwhelmed the people serving here, and they all hid their faces in front of this explosive presence.

Wen Chizhou lifted his eyelids, raised his pen a little: "Start again."

Zhang Dahu froze in place suddenly, he didn't even have time to put down his raised leg...

After rinsing the pen dipped in ink in clean water, he looked at his subordinates who were bewildered.

Wen Chizhou: "I see that you are walking well, show me again."

Zhang Dahu stared at him dumbfounded, then walked back to the door in desperation.

This time, not to mention Zhang Dahu who was dying of embarrassment and anger, even the servants let out a few chuckles.

"master!"

"Come again."

Wen Chizhou raised his hand to grind the ink. He doesn't like red sleeves to add fragrance, but prefers to do it himself, so he turned a blind eye to the beauty of the garden, and the big guy just watched Zhang Dahu go back and forth, time after time... alive Turn the tiger into a sick cat!

When Zhang Dahu stood in front of Wen Chizhou for the last time, not to mention being arrogant like a tiger, the numbness on his face could almost be seen!

Wen Chizhou just showed the painting he had just painted and put it to dry in the sun. The servant who got close took a glimpse from the corner of his eye, as if he saw a ferocious and fearless tiger roaring in Fenglin.

"Is everything done?"

Zhang Dahu had just received the training/teaching, at this moment he was very respectful and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.

"Yes, you want your subordinates to clean up for Mr. Xiang. Now all the missing Mongolian boys have gone back to their homes. The case has been settled at Dali Temple."

Wen Chizhou murmured, "What do you think of Junhua?"

Zhang Dahu lowered his head and said, "Subordinates dare not speak nonsense."

"Say."

"The subordinates think...he is a strange person."

"Oh?" Wen Chizhou looked over with interest. This was not the first time he asked others what they thought of Xiang Junhua, but every time he showed great interest.

Seeing that he was interested, Zhang Dahu quickly thought about his words, "Young Master Xiang is not a person from the lower realm, but a monk from the upper realm. With my naked eyes, I can also see that Mr. Xiang's methods are not something ordinary people can do."

Wen Chizhou said lightly: "You are well-informed if you are by my prime minister's side. Even so, can Xiang Junhua still deserve the word 'odd'?"

Zhang Dahu didn't hesitate to think: "This subordinate was rescued by Prime Minister Meng Wen back then. After more than a dozen cold and hot days, the strange people and strange things he saw can't be counted, but he is still among the best in this Jianghu, but even if this subordinate feels his conscience... I have never seen anyone who can draw a mountain range spiritual weapon, and in the eyes of my subordinates, such means are supernatural, unbelievable!"

Wen Chizhou raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"That's right, you go down."

Zhang Dahu quickly lowered his head and bowed, turned around respectfully and retreated, when a question suddenly came from behind him.

Wen Chizhou said: "Are you convinced?"

Zhang Dahu turned around and saluted again.

"Convince yourself."

Accompanied by Wen Chizhou's chuckle, Zhang Dahu, a master in the martial arts world, quickly walked out of Chunhuating without looking back.

He knelt down in just one night, and he knelt without hesitation, even Xiang Junhua didn't know why he knelt, and Zhang Dahu thought it was funny when he thought about it.

The big man who went to pick up Xiang Junhua at that time was his subordinate, and the few words he got from other people made him, who was a little proud recently, very displeased with this man who was greeted as a VIP by the prime minister as soon as he came.

When he was appointed by the prime minister to his side, it was actually with the intention of giving him some flair.

Unexpectedly, Jin Liang didn't see him, and killed his three thousand-mile steeds one night. After arriving at the place, he was brutally slapped in the face by the Mahayana ancestor.

In fact, Wen Chizhou didn't need to say anything, Zhang Dahu was already kneeling in his heart, kneeling honestly and willingly.

Smash a bad idea on a big guy who raises his hand and whips mountains and rivers?

Zhang Dahu is not crazy, he wants to live a few more years!

But it seemed that Prime Minister Wen had noticed his previous dissatisfaction, so as soon as he cleaned up and rushed to repay, he was beaten several times calmly.

Looking back on the experience of constantly walking on a catwalk on a wooden bridge just now, Zhang Dahu broke out in cold sweat, thankful that he was still sober, and did not offend the power that he could not afford!

"Brother Zhang!"

When he was deeply introspective, a petite and lovely maid came up to him with light steps.

Zhang Dahu knew this girl, she was more than 30 years younger than him, she looked like a girl, and he had been her master several times in the mansion, so the two of them were more familiar than usual.

"Isn't this Hongshang? What can I do for you?"

Hong Chang came to his side quickly, took a few short breaths, then gave him a blank look, and handed out the thing she was holding tightly in her hand.

"This is what the prime minister wants to give to you. You left too quickly just now, but I chased you for a long time!"

Facing the little girl who looked like his daughter, Zhang Dahu didn't care about her delicate tone at all, with a simple and honest smile on his rough face.

"I see, walk slowly next time."

Hong Chang gave him another look.

"Be careful, this is a painting drawn by the prime minister himself, don't damage it!"

"I know."

Of course he knows that his prime minister has a hobby of painting, and his works are hard to find outside!But Zhang Dahu is a rough person, if you want to say how meticulous he is, that's not always the case.

Take this volume of framed calligraphy and painting, and unfold it carefully in front of her. The moment the picture is complete, thousands of weather pens are flying dragons and snakes, and there seems to be endless momentum rushing out from between the brushes and inks. Two people.

On the white rice paper, a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains and forests stared with piercing eyes, as if it could break through the constraints of the frame at any time, and bared its fangs at the people outside the painting.

"Hiss! The prime minister's painting skills have improved again!" Zhang Dahu said first