The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way

An old man's voice shouted: "Shut up! Bring that spy in first and have a look!"

A short young man walked out of the big house with a greasy mouth, and shouted: "Er Gou, my grandfather told you to take the spies in!" Er Gou cursed in a low voice, and said with a smile, "Okay! Young Master, our brothers caught the spies!" Spy, can I have some food?"

The short young man was quite strong, unlike the two dogs and the three dogs who often have nothing to eat and are skinny and skinny. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "How dare you want to eat after only arresting a useless person? I think you two brothers are also poor in lard." Take care!"

Sangou smirked and said, "Lard? Where is the lard? I can add a sip of it, that taste, tsk tsk..." The young man scolded: "Stop talking nonsense! If you delay, you won't even want to eat tonight's meal!"

Two Dogs and Three Dogs hurriedly nodded and bowed, pushing and shoving Qi Ze into the big room. The room is quite spacious, with white walls on all sides, and the only tables, chairs and benches are extremely dilapidated. There are dozens of people in the house, standing or sitting, both men, women and children.

Qi Ze's eyes fell on the face of an old man who was the leader. The old man was thin, with no flesh on his face, and half bald on the top of his head.

Qi Zeyin's spiritual consciousness sensed that the old man had a thin book in his arms, which recorded the scriptures that Caiqi and others had recited just now. With his cultivation base in the realm of condensing evil spirits, Yinshen divided his thoughts, and taking things from the air is a small way. Looking at the contents of a thin book is easy to grasp.

In an instant, Qi Ze had taken the contents of the thin book into his eyes, and thought: "The scriptures say that the Holy Mother of the Golden Lotus cultivated boundless magic power when the universe was first created, and because of the impermanence of the heavens, she opened up a place for all living beings. The golden lotus pure world is used to accommodate hundreds of millions of believers so that they can enjoy peace and happiness forever."

At the end of the booklet, there is actually a low-level method of breathing and exhaling, although it is only a method used in the sect to lay the foundation, it is far superior to the kung fu tricks passed down in the common people.

Qi Ze listened carefully to the sound of those people's breathing, only the old man was different from everyone else, he thought it was because he cherished himself, he only practiced that method at home, but did not pass it on to others.

The old man turned his small eyes and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be a spy and spy on us, but Yuan Twelve sent you here? If it's true, I can spare your dog's life, otherwise , and stabbed him to death!"

Qi Ze was quite knowledgeable by listening to his conversation, so he called Zhuang Tianqu, and shouted: "Our father and son were originally shopkeepers outside the mountains, and we accidentally walked into this country, and sold out the goods in the capital. There are a lot of people waiting to live, it was my father who let me see what goods you need, and we father and son can also go out to buy them and make a fortune! I am not such a small craftsman!"

The old man's name is Uncle Song, he was originally a high-ranking citizen living in the capital, but for some reason he made a mistake and was demoted to a pariah. This guy, relying on his ability to read and write, managed to get along well among the pariahs. The old name of the family. At this time, the small eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "It's up to the old man to decide whether to do it carefully or not! After all, what is your name, where do you live, and what do you do for a living?"

The short young man shouted: "To tell you the truth, there is an icon of the Holy Mother suppressing this place. If you say what you mean, you will be condemned by God, and you will die without a place to die!"

Uncle Song glared at his grandson, and shouted: "Didn't I say that my mother entrusted me with a dream and told me to worship the holy image in secret for the time being, and never mention it to outsiders, so as not to cause trouble, have you forgotten it!"

The short young man muttered a few words, but did not dare to make a sound. Qi Ze casually made up a paragraph about himself, anyway, he has the ability to remember with a photograph, and he will never say anything.

Uncle Song sneered and said: "The fabric is pretty good, it seems that you are very cunning, you won't do it without tricks! Come on, give me a stick! Give me a hard hit!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all with confused faces. Er Gouzi said: "We don't have any sticks here, but a wooden stick!" San Gou asked curiously, "What is a stick?" Er Gou said angrily, "I don't know!"

Uncle Song's old face blushed, just now on a whim, he would hear in the city, and blurted out the opera words from the drama from the Central Plains, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter if it is a wooden stick, give me a hard hit!"

Qi Ze cried out sadly: "Be merciful with the stick, but you can't beat the young!" Uncle Song's grandson shouted: "How can you not beat me!"

Qi Ze said: "The young one is just a peddler who walks around the streets, his body is weak, how can he stand the punishment of sticks? Elder Song, please be merciful!"

Uncle Song was elated when he was called "Elder Song", and said with a smile: "You have some eyesight! To prevent you from prowling around, you will be detained for a few days before being punished! Er Gouzi, what are you looking for?" Beef tendon, sheep tendon and other things, tie this guy up hard, so I can take care of him!"

Er Gouzi wondered: "What kind of beef tendon and mutton tendon have been eaten by us a long time ago, and there is not even a cow's wool left!" Uncle Song became angry and shouted: "Then go find some bark and grass ropes, and we must kill this fellow." The bundle is tight!"

The two dogs and the three dogs didn't dare to delay, they ran out in a hurry, and came back dragging a thick straw rope after a while. Uncle Song paused and said, "Who told you to use such a thick straw rope? Do you want to tie a pig? Make it thinner!"

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Two Dogs and Three Dogs really cut out the extremely thick grass rope ~www.readwn.com~ and tied Qi Zezhou's body tightly, with extraordinary strength. Qi Ze's heart skipped a beat. Most of the people in Nengfu country have the blood of the demon race. Most of these untouchables are of human blood, so most of them are born with weak systems. There are also a small number of people. As the age grows, the blood of the demon race gradually becomes stronger, and there are many abnormalities. place.

Two dogs and three dogs took Qi Ze out of the big house, and found another wooden house to keep him. Uncle Song San was very powerful among the untouchables. He arranged for two dogs to guard him, and provided some meals every day. He liked the two brothers badly.

Qi Ze sighed more and more, there was very little food among the untouchables, and most people couldn't eat enough food every day, from now on, there would be disasters and chaos. On the second day, someone came running and yelling, "Two dogs and three dogs, your mother fell and lay on the ground, hurry up and have a look!"

The second dog gave a strange bark, and hurriedly dragged the third dog to rush away, not forgetting to call: "You take my place, at least you don't want to touch my rice grain!" Guard at the gate.

Qi Ze shouted: "The mother of the second dog broke her leg, so it is difficult to walk? I have traveled all over the world, but I have a lot of medical skills, maybe I can diagnose and treat one or two!" The man scolded: "You are a salesman. Dare to brag about curing diseases?"

Qi Zedao: "When I was young, I also studied medicine hard. I came north with my father only because I avoided the war, and Quan made a living selling groceries. However, I have never lost my medical skills. I think there is a shortage of doctors and medicines here. The old mother of Ergou I'm old, so don't delay, why don't you let me have a try, there is always some hope?"

The man was about to scold again, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that Qi Ze's words were very reasonable, he hesitated and said: "If you are released privately, and Uncle Song finds out, it will not be good for me!"