Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 66 The Bald Donkey in the Tea Stall
The mountain sealing formation has been activated.

The light rain and the puddles on the ground seemed to be evaporated by an imperceptible high heat and turned into mist.

The entire Hehuan Mountain Gate was enveloped in a thin mist. At the outermost layer of the mist, there seemed to be a transparent cover that blocked the mist inside and prevented it from dispersing.

Gradually, the fog became thicker and thicker, eventually hiding the entire Xiaoyao Gorge, and only white fog and clouds could be seen from the outside.

Outside the mountain gate,
"She actually took such a heroic action. This old woman really has some courage."

This matter made Xu Zhiqiu scratch his head.

The other party deliberately retreated in order to advance, abandoning all false conspiracies, leaving him at a loss for a moment.

As for the three conditions, Xu Zhiqiu never agreed to them in the end.

Especially the third one, which made him feel disdainful.

— Will I help you as appropriate? Will I help you return to the west as appropriate?

But even so, Xu Miaowa still did not make things difficult for him.

Of course, after the ban was lifted, she would have to think twice even if she wanted to make things difficult.

But I always feel that Xu Miaowa is a little different from San Miao Yu Ning'er and the like...

With his back against the misty mountain gate, Xu Zhiqiu looked around.
I saw the inn of heaven and earth, and also saw the wild horses in the dust.

I feel so relieved.

After a year of trouble, the matter is finally settled.

But at the same time, an unprecedented sense of confusion surged in my heart.

"Now, where do I go from here?"

I had asked Xu Miaowa before and learned that Lu girl was kidnapped by Shuiyue Zhenren at that time.

This made him feel at ease enough.

As for Qu Niang and Zhou Yixian, they should be fine, right?
Now we are thousands of miles apart, and it is not easy to get back.

"I've been busying myself for others, so...isn't it time to do something about my own things?"

Thinking of this, he was stunned.
"Hey, what am I supposed to do?"

Oh, right,
He suddenly realized,
——Recreate the Trinity.

So, among Dharma, wealth, companions and place, which one should we start with?

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In recent days, a horrific genocide occurred in Huainan Dao.

A casual cultivator nicknamed "The Killing Monk" slaughtered all of his family members overnight, a total of more than 630 people.

From the eighty-year-old man to the baby in swaddling clothes, no one was left alive.

No one knows why he did this.

There are only rumors that he was ostracized in his clan as a child, and later became a monk, but he was never able to obtain the Three Treasures, and could not get rid of greed, anger, ignorance and hatred. Ultimately, he was controlled by his inner demons, and in order to avenge the injustice he suffered in his childhood, he committed this sin of murder.

Originally, cultivation and the secular world are like two parallel lines that do not conflict with each other and often do not intersect.

However, this matter was too serious and finally aroused the taboo of the government.

Therefore, the government took the lead in offering a large reward, inviting righteous people from all over the world to eliminate this demon.

However, this matter has been much ado about nothing, and no clear news has been released so far.

There are even rumors that the killer monk was so angry about the government's bounty on him that he slaughtered all the government officials.

………………

At the end of June, the new rain is like cotton wool, moistening everything.

In a tea stall beside the official road, travelers who were confined by the rain gathered.

The tea shed was small, just a shabby shed made of fences and bamboo mats.

A few low tables were set up, and four or five peddlers sat on them, making the place quite full.

The shed was damp and stuffy.
The aroma of tea brewing on the stove, the smell of earth stirred up by raindrops outside the shed, and the smell of human sweat are all mixed together in this small space.

Quiet, silent, and do not disturb each other.

"Aha~"

The tea stall owner was lying on the table, sleepy-eyed, and yawned four times in five seconds.

At this time,

The door curtain was lifted, and the drizzle welcomed the new guest.

The visitor was a tall and strong monk with a ferocious appearance, round eyes and dimpled teeth, like the Vajra guardian of the temple.

In his right hand he held a crescent-shaped shovel as tall as a person. It was made of fine iron, the edge of the blade was polished to a shine, and its cold light was captivating.

In his left hand he held a large bowl, golden in color and carved with Buddhist patterns. "A bowl of tea."

The monks spoke in a cold and hard manner, and they also had a cold and hard appearance and an even colder weapon.

The tea boss tightened his buttocks, swallowed his saliva and said:

"Master, please take a seat. Tea will be served shortly."

The monk found an empty seat by the window and sat down.

The eyeballs, sharper than a knife, scanned the people in the shed one by one, and finally stopped on one person.

Disturbed by his gaze,

Xu Zhiqiu woke up from his meditation.

A faint golden glow appeared in his eyes, but quickly disappeared.

He smiled at the monk and continued to drink his tea.

But the monk came over and sat down, his big hand like a palm leaf fan pressed on the table, and said in a muffled voice:
"Boy, were you the one who stole my merits that day?"

This monk is most likely a relative of Lu Zhishen, and he is also a playboy monk, otherwise why would he call himself "someone"?

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at him.
"Master, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"Huh! Isn't that what's in your bag?"

He pointed at a round cyst on Xu Zhiqiu's back.

Xu Zhiqiu was happy.

"So this is what you were talking about."

He placed the bag on the table, untied it, and pulled out a shiny bald head.

"Mom!"

There were exclamations from the crowd in the teahouse.

How can one not be horrified when seeing a whole human head on the table?

Looking at the head again, the man died with his eyes wide open.

There is a scar on his left eye, which, coupled with his ugly facial features and distorted expression, makes him look even more hideous.

"The killer monk is an evildoer of our Buddhist sect. I have been hunting him for half a month, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by you."

The monk spoke in a bad tone.
"After all, this is my internal Buddhist affairs. If you interfere, aren't you stealing my merits?"

Xu Zhiqiu listened to his rant and smiled.

"Then the master is thinking..."

"I want to take his head back to report to the boss. Will you spare it for me?"

Xu Zhiqiu stretched out his hand towards him:

"No problem. Give me eight hundred taels of silver and you can take the skull."

The figure of eight hundred taels was exactly the reward offered by the government.

Xu Zhiqiu is currently very interested in economics and has a strong desire to make money.

It just so happened that I was lucky the other day and ran into the person who was doing evil, so I took the opportunity to pick off the bald head.

I have to say God feeds me...

Now he is planning to take this bald head to the government to exchange for reward money.

Who would have thought that I would meet such a colleague who would steal my job?
"So you killed him for the reward?"

"Is there anything wrong with making money? Besides, why not do it?"

The big monk glared and breathed heavily through his nostrils.

"I don't have any money! Will you give me some?"

"How can a poor monk like you be so arrogant?"

Xu Zhiqiu didn't look at him kindly.
"If you take advantage of others, your Buddha will blame you."

After saying that, he didn't want to argue with him anymore and simply put the head into the bag.

However, the monk pressed down on the bald head with such force that the skull caved in.

Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

They are all bald donkeys anyway.

We are of the same origin, why are we so anxious to fight each other...

So he gathered thunder in his palm and was ready to kill him.

(End of this chapter)