Without money, what is the point of being a traitor?

Chapter 183

Song Chunniang was so annoyed by the sight.

She originally thought that being careless last time and being caught by Pei Yuan was a shame in her life.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yuan also used this trick when facing the master of Sanyuan Palace.

And judging from the results, it’s actually quite good!

what is this?
Is the battle between masters really so simple and plain?
Yu Songzi was also stunned.

How could Senior Sister Yu Zhenzi, who is usually ruthless and taciturn, be so careless as to reveal a flaw when she is so close to the enemy?
And the two of them are now entangled together, rolling around.

Even if Yu Songzi wanted to use magic to help, he was a little unsure, for fear that he would drag down Senior Sister Yu Zhenzi, who had previously had a great advantage.

Just when Yu Songzi was at a loss as to what to do due to the sudden change in the situation, a scarlet cassock slowly opened behind him.

Yu Songzi seemed to sense something and quickly turned his head to be on guard.

Then he saw a blood-red cassock woven with gold thread suddenly swallowing him up.

Yu Songzi was horrified and quickly used the Crane Controlling Technique to try to freeze the cassock.

Who would have thought that where his magic landed, there was only emptiness.

The thought in his mind seemed to be connected by an invisible thing, tying him to the Heart Demon Robe.

How can his magic restrain himself?

Yu Songzi had some understanding, but before he could think deeply, he was swallowed by the cassock.

After killing Yu Songzi, his helper, Pei Yuan faced Yu Zhenzi with all his strength.

He knew his own strengths, and knew that if he got even a little into the rhythm of normal combat, he would be dead.

He didn't even care about what to do next. He just kept rolling and using his weight to consume Yu Zhenzi's strength.

However, Yu Zhenzi was not a rookie like Song Chunniang who only knew how to flirt with other women. After rolling around a few times, Pei Yuan felt the body of the beautiful Taoist nun in his arms gradually tighten, and the scattered strength slowly gathered.

Pei Yuan's mind raced, knowing that if he held on any longer, it might not be certain who would start to consume whom.

He quickly yelled to Song Chunniang, "Give me the knife!"

Song Chunniang then woke up as if from a dream, and hurried to get Pei Yuan's Bazhou sword.

When Pei Yuan realized that Yu Zhenzi started to hug him and tried to control the rhythm.

Pei Yuan stopped immediately.

As soon as Pei Yuan's thick waist stopped, Yu Zhenzi immediately wrapped around him and twisted his hands and feet.

Pei Yuan was surprised, this reaction was so quick.

He made up his mind and slammed his forehead into Yu Zhenzi's handsome face.

Yu Zhenzi obviously had no such low-end combat experience. He felt pain from being hit and couldn't help but groan.

The knowledge from the previous life quickly armed Pei Qianhu.

If force and physics aren't enough, then we can only rely on physiology!
Pei Yuan remembered that the skull bone on his forehead was very hard, while the nasal bone was very soft. If he could use his own strength to attack the opponent's weakness, he might still have a chance.

Pei Yuan did not stop at the moment, and used his forehead to hit Yu Zhenzi's face desperately!
Yu Zhenzi cried out miserably and tried to reach out to push Pei Yuan away.

Then Pei Yuan took the initiative again, turned over and took the opportunity to grab Yu Zhenzi's small hand and pressed it to the ground.

Pei Yuan ignored the fact that he was dizzy and smashed his forehead against Yu Zhenzi's face like a madman.

Yu Zhenzi was hit so hard that his mouth and nose were bleeding and his lips were slightly cracked.

The handsome face was covered with sticky blood splattered by Pei Yuan's head.

I couldn't tell whether it was the blood on Pei Yuan's forehead or the blood in Yu Zhenzi's mouth and nose.
Song Chunniang, who rushed over with a knife in hand, couldn't help but shiver.

Fortunately, she lost quickly at the beginning, otherwise, if the fight continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Between life and death, Pei Yuan had no sympathy for women.

Just when he was about to make Yu Zhenzi lose his resistance in one go, his head fell down, but the touch was wrong.

When he looked up, he saw that Yu Zhenzi's head and face were slowly collapsing like ice chips.

Pei Yuan's pupils shrank and he exerted force on his hands.

Yu Zhenzi's previously smooth and tender little hands were immediately crushed into pieces like snow mud.

Pei Yuan stood up suddenly, only to see that Yu Zhenzi's body was like ice and snow, and was slowly melting.

Pei Yuan didn't know if this was some kind of transformation technique, so he quickly waved to Song Chunniang, "Give it to me."

Song Chunniang was shocked. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted and quickly handed the Bazhou knife to Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan picked up the knife and used it mercilessly, chopping and slashing at the slowly melting ice and snow.

Pei Yuan didn't know whether this murderous knife that could break evil spirits would be useful to Yu Zhenzi, but he didn't dare to be careless.

Yu Zhenzi took the initiative to use this method, obviously to get out of the predicament just now.

In other words, Pei Yuan’s situation will only get worse than before, not better.

Pei Yuan had a total of 27 credit points. Just now, in order to clear Yu Zhenzi's hatred and create an opportunity for a sneak attack, he directly used up 20 points.

Now he only has 7 credit points. Even if Song Chunniang, this idiot, immediately feels that he is reliable, he will only have 9 points, which is not enough to create another chance for a sneak attack.

What's more, how could a man like Yu Zhenzi be fooled by the same trick twice?
Pei Yuan remembered that this woman was so ruthless that she killed people with her sword without saying a word.

Pei Yuan hacked at Yu Zhenzi's body with his knife for a while and saw that Yu Zhenzi's body, which was like ice and snow, had melted mostly and turned into a pool of clear water.

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

It is said that if you cut off a stream with a sword, the water will flow more. Did his few cuts work?

Seeing Pei Yuan stunned, Song Chunniang also realized that something was wrong.

She quickly suggested, "Captain, let's go! Get to the Wind, Thunder, Cloud and Rain Mountain Altar as soon as possible, and then hold on there and wait for Captain Han to rescue us!"

Pei Yuan’s methods are limited. Even if he wants to use some crooked tactics, he is afraid of suffering the consequences for no reason.

Thinking of Han Qianhu, he was certain in his heart that unnecessary show of strength would only lead to his own death, and such matters should be settled by the backstage.

Pei Yuan said, "Okay! Let's retreat!"

After turning around and taking a few steps, Pei Yuan looked back again.

Song Chunniang urged, "Hurry up, or she will come out."

Pei Yuan held the knife in his hand, walked back a few steps, bent down and fished out Yu Zhenzi's Taoist robe from the shallow water.

Song Chunniang: “???”

Pei Yuan rolled up the robe and stuffed it into his arms, "I don't know if it will be of any use."

Song Chunniang was also amazed by Pei Yuan's operation.

He couldn't help but sneer and said, "It must be useful, and you won't lose anything, right?"

If Yu Zhenzi turned back to look for new clothes after transforming, they would have bought time to escape.

If Yu Zhenzi had chased after him regardless, Pei Yuan would have had a feast for his eyes before he died.

This bastard really is.

Pei Yuan took two steps, shook his body, and waved his hands in the air.

Song Chunniang stretched out her hands to hold him, and asked angrily, "What are you doing now?"

Pei Yuan closed his eyes and felt dizzy for a long time before he said, "Now that I've recovered, my mind is a little confused. Everything I see is double. Maybe I was too violent just now and I have a concussion."

Song Chunniang thought about how crazy Pei Yuan had been when he rammed his head into Yu Zhenzi, and immediately believed it to be about 70%. Although Pei Yuan had gained a lot of advantage in the exchange, it was still a loss of 800 for the enemy.

But this is also something that we have no choice about.

Even this opportunity of exchange was something Pei Yuan had to work hard to obtain.

"What should I do now?" she asked anxiously.

Pei Yuan could only say dryly, "Sorry to trouble you, General Song."

Song Chunniang sighed, but could only accept her bad luck and carried Pei Yuan on her back again.

So Pei Yuan got on his little motorcycle again.

However, Song Chunniang learned her lesson this time and warned in advance, "If you dare to mess around again, I will crush you to pieces."

Pei Yuan was startled and hurriedly used the Taoist robe as a cushion to prove his innocence.

The two men ran around in panic for a while, and finally saw a Taoist-style building standing in front of them.

Pei Yuan leaned forward curiously and asked, "Is this the Wind, Thunder, Cloud, Rain, Mountains and Rivers Altar?"

Song Chunniang said angrily, "Can you please stop talking in my ear?"

Pei Yuan retracted his head and said, "I'm just asking."

Seeing Pei Yuan had arrived, Song Chunniang was still so unconscious and turned around to glance at him.

Pei Yuan had no choice but to come down embarrassedly.

Song Chunniang then answered, "When you were not here yesterday, I came here on purpose to look for it. This is the official shrine of the imperial court, and usually not many people come here. Only when there is a disaster and the imperial court grants sacrifices, will they hold a few sacrifices here."

"Originally there were a few Taoist priests here, but it happened to be the New Year, and the small temples were short of people, so they all went out to perform rituals and make money."

Pei Yuan was speechless and couldn't help but complain, "A Taoist priest from the official temple went to a small temple to perform a ritual?"

"Yes." Song Chunniang shrugged. "Anyway, they have nothing to do. Those small temples are prosperous and the Taoists are willing to pay. For example, the Han Xin Temple, the Golden Dragon Four Kings Temple, the Huaidu Temple, the Linggan Tongji Temple, etc."

Although Pei Yuan was born in the market, he had never traveled far.

He was completely clueless about these situations, and he wondered to Song Chunniang, "The official shrines of the imperial court worship all kinds of righteous gods. Why don't you go to the official shrines, but go to these small temples to worship some insignificant gods?"

Song Chunniang looked at Pei Yuan as if he were a fool, and then gave him a simple example, "For example, if I beat up Cheng Leixiang, should I ask you to mediate or write to the cabinet?"

Pei Yuan was surprised, "Did you make thundering sounds during the fight?"

Song Chunniang glanced at Pei Yuan and ignored him.

However, Pei Yuan also roughly understood what Song Chunniang meant.

The grass-headed god also has its own advantages, which is that it is more down-to-earth.

When ordinary people encounter difficulties, should they ask the Jade Emperor for help or the God of Land for help?

Although the Jade Emperor is very powerful, he has to take care of so many people. When will it be your turn?
There's not even a queue in front of the land god at the entrance of the village. Not only can the common people have a one-on-one talk with him, but he might even show up occasionally and do special things for them.

The final result is that no one cares about the official shrine, but the small temple is prosperous.

The Taoist priests in the official temples were jealous and wanted to get involved. The people in the small temples were also happy to have the Taoist priests registered by the court come to help, to help enhance their authority and stir up popularity.

Pei Yuan remembered something and suddenly lost his composure.

"So, there's no one here these days?"

Song Chunniang said, "Not bad!"

Pei Yuan asked, "Aren't we here to find help?"

In Pei Yuan's previous concept, he thought that Song Chunniang brought him here to find the Taoist Zhenji who was stationed in Huai'an.

If there is a local tyrant who knows the situation well, he might be able to provide a lot of help.

Unexpectedly, Song Chunniang led him to an unattended place.

Song Chunniang did not answer, but said directly, "Follow me."

Pei Yuan was helpless. He had already come this far, what else was there to say?

Having such a building to defend is better than fighting Yu Zhenzi in the wilderness.

At least there are door panels available here...

Following Song Chunniang to the "Altar of Wind, Thunder, Clouds, Rain, Mountains and Rivers", Pei Yuan took a general look from outside.

This is a group of buildings covering a large area.

Song Chunniang casually introduced it to Pei Yuan, "The buildings of the Wind, Thunder, Cloud, Rain, Mountain and River Altar are divided into two routes, the east and west. The east route has four divine gates, the Lingxing Gate, and the altar. The west route is where the Zhizhai Hall, the divine kitchen, and the divine storehouse are located."

Pei Yuan roughly understood it, that is to say, the buildings on the east side are shrines, and the buildings on the west side are related ancillary facilities.

Song Chunniang pulled Pei Yuan toward the east road where the shrine was located.

When she arrived, Song Chunniang saw that the sacred door was locked. She took the Bazhou knife from Pei Yuan without hesitation and cut the chain on the door.

Song Chunniang pushed it, and although the chains on the divine gate were cut open, the divine gate was like a huge rock, extremely heavy and could not be pushed.

Seeing Song Chunniang being so reckless, Pei Yuan had to remind her quietly, "Don't mess around, this is a shrine."

What he said before didn’t matter, but now Pei Yuan has seen a lot of weird things and believes this.

Song Chunniang said, "It's okay."

As she spoke, she looked at the door carefully and said, "This is the rain door."

Song Chunniang took out a token from her bosom and threw it towards the animal-head door knocker on the door.

The copper and iron beast head moved slightly, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the token.

Pei Yuan was shocked. What the hell was this?

Song Chunniang pushed again, and the door opened without much effort.

The gate is very spacious and the temple is also very wide.

There is a wide earthen platform in the middle, which is the mountain and river altar used for sacrifices!
However, what shocked Pei Yuan was that there was a heavy rain in the shrine and Taoist temple, with a powerful momentum.

Pei Yuan widened his eyes, looking at the dim moon and stars outside, and then at the heavy rain inside. He could not believe that this was the same world.

This was also the first time Song Chunniang saw him.

It's just that she understood what Han Qianhu said and had some psychological expectations.

She patted the other animal head on the door knocker, and the animal head that had swallowed the token before came to life, spit out the token, and returned it to her.

Song Chunniang pulled Pei Yuan again and walked around the shrine and Taoist temple until they arrived in front of another sacred gate.

Song Chunniang looked at the door for a few seconds and continued to throw the token towards the animal head.

The bronze and iron animal head on the door knocker suddenly came to life and swallowed the token.

Song Chunniang still used the Bazhou sword to cut the chains and pushed open the divine gate.

It was empty inside, and it was still the same mountain and river altar used for sacrifices.

However, when Pei Yuan looked up at the sky, he saw countless electric snakes dancing in the air, and from time to time, thunder roared and struck the ground in the shrine and Taoist temple.

The ground in the shrine and Taoist temple was full of potholes and charred black, and some flat places even had electric shock marks!

Pei Yuan looked at the calm night sky outside, then looked at the shrine and Taoist temple in front of him that was ravaged by thunder and fire, and could not help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart.

——"Fuck!"

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