Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 130: Night Raid on the Inn
"Do you have a feeling that the pills in the bottle seem to be coming out a little slower?"

In the past, at this time of year, I would have to keep two or three pills on hand, which was a headache.

Under the strong request of Xiao Liuli, Han Yu was overwhelmed and had to run outside to the street to get it two small handkerchiefs.

After the bottle was hung upside down, the handkerchiefs were collected into the sea of ​​consciousness. Now, one was folded into a pillow and the other was used as a quilt.

Han Yu was speechless, looking at the little Liuli covered with a quilt in his sea of ​​consciousness with a strange expression.

You really decorate it like a room!
The Dragon Blood Stone was not supposed to come, but after entering it, this guy suddenly had an idea and started to do something.

Facing Han Yu's question, little Liuli turned over comfortably, then rolled her eyes.

"That's because you've used up your energy. Don't be so arrogant! Otherwise, I'll lend my energy to Pingzi and let him take three pills a day."

You don't have to.

Thinking about the three pills that the glass bottle would spit out every day, my scalp suddenly felt numb and the damn memories suddenly came back to me. The days when I was running around for the pills came to my mind vividly.

It turned out that I was too arrogant. I shut up immediately. I was afraid that the spirit of the weapon and the bottle would really work together. If all three pills came out at the same time, it would be terrifying.

There was a crowd of people ahead, and it seemed very noisy. Many people were watching and talking loudly, which made Han Yu curious.

When he joined the crowd, he saw a young man in his twenties being thrown out by a group of monks.

Is this another case of monks oppressing innocent people?

Aren’t the monks from the imperial court stationed here? How could something like this happen?

The young man got up covered in dust, revealing a pair of clear eyes. His thin cheeks were wrinkled, and he walked away silently.

"I guess he's going to run to East City."

The people watching seemed to be used to it.

"This guy is really stubborn!"

This was strange. Han Yu had been listening for a while and no one spoke up for the young man.

Driven by curiosity, he pulled the big man to ask.

The big man was quite talkative and explained the whole story in just a few words.

In recent years, the court has occasionally recruited talented civilians into the army.

Although they joined the army, as long as they have experience in the army, they can enter the monastic hall and receive unified teaching and practice from the court.

Standard monk?

Is this an attempt to build the monks into an army?
Will there be a Shenqiao Camp, a Bi'an Camp... and finally a Peeping God Camp in the future?
Han Yu was slightly shocked by the generosity of the court. It seemed that Ou Mingdong and the others were right. The court really intended to involve the world of cultivators.

"That young man is called Wang Xiaoer, so it turns out! Zhanzhoufu has a geographical advantage. We have our own court monks here. It is easier to join the army than in other places. Most young men can give it a try."

The court did not have high requirements for selection. Any young man of appropriate age who could practice would be taken into the army for training first. However, Wang Xiaoer was unable to practice and his temperament was particularly stubborn.

"There are three registration points in the city. When you go to register your household registration, a monk will check you out. As long as you are not completely unable to practice, they will accept you. But that young man is unable to practice, and he is stubborn. He went to the three registration points in turn, and he was discovered and thrown out."

It turns out that it was not about oppressing the people, but about encountering such a funny guy.

When will my practice allow me to achieve the state where one side is dark while the other is bright?

Fortunately, I didn't encounter a selection by a sect, otherwise it might not be as simple as just throwing him out. At the very least, I would probably be beaten.

The big man sighed and spoke while looking at the group of monks in the court.

"This practice is not necessarily the best way. A wife, children and a warm bed can also make life comfortable."

This is a matter of personal opinion, some people like it, some people don't.

But the man's argument is indeed quite novel. Doesn't he represent the group of people who are unwilling to practice cultivation?

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"The man is over there."

Outside the crowd, Liu Yaoyao quickly pointed at Han Yu and exclaimed in a low voice.

Yan Bing and Yan Kong looked up at the same time, and then their faces were stunned. They looked away and then looked at each other.

"Can't feel it."

"Me too."

Unexpectedly, he could not sense any leakage of true energy from the other party.

"He is a cultivator with magical powers. I only saw him using his magical powers yesterday."

Hua Heshang hurried to explain.

The two men frowned immediately. People with supernatural powers are indeed tricky. These people have all kinds of abilities. Regardless of how strong they are, they are indeed difficult to deal with.

A fellow like Tu Xingsun, who has a poor cultivation level, can be hated in the evil world but still live a very comfortable life, isn't it just because of his ability to escape underground?

It really burrowed into the ground, and the people chasing it could only curse in vain on the ground.

It is difficult to judge the strength of the person in front of me. After all, I have never seen a cultivator with magical powers who cannot sense any true energy. Could it be that he is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

"He's very strong physically."

Liu Yaoyao added a sentence from the side.

At that time, she was hit hard by the other party and almost died.

The two were both surprised at the same time. A strong physical body? A person who cultivated supernatural powers? Not to mention seeing or even hearing about it, they had never heard of it.

For such a person, it seems reasonable that Hua Heshang and Liu Yaoyao fell into his hands.

Yan Bing looked at Han Yu from afar and gradually put away his contempt. It was best not to make a conclusion about the strength of such a strange cultivator before fighting.

"Didn't you say there were four of us? Where are the other three?"

Yan Kong noticed another thing. Seeing Han Yu alone, he suddenly asked Hua Heshang and Liu Yaoyao.

The two of them suddenly realized what was happening, looked into the distance, their faces gradually became gloomy, and then they looked at each other.

Yes! Why is he the only one?

What about the rest?

A bad thought came to mind, and two pairs of eyes were fixed on them at the same time.

The other three won’t just run away after dividing the stones, right?

If that's the case, then there would only be a stone left. If that's the case, then why bother coming here with all the effort?

There is only one stone, how are four people going to divide it. "Is this person the only one left? If there is only one stone, how are the two of us going to divide it?"

Yan Kong's face immediately turned grim and he spoke coldly.

Blanch!
Liu Yaoyao and Hua Heshang looked even uglier. Were they going to be kicked out just like that?
Wouldn't that be a waste of effort? How could I be willing to do that? After all the hard work, I got nothing in return.

Why ask for help in this case? No matter how hard we try, we can't get it. We have suffered so much in vain. It would be better for us to give up.

Yan Bing seemed to have thought of this as well. He retracted his gaze and spoke slowly.

"Then we can only rely on our own means. Whoever has the means will take it. This place is not suitable for internal fighting, so as to avoid trouble for everyone."

"Junior sister, you shouldn't mind helping senior brother out, right?"

After saying that, Yan Bing spoke to Liu Yaoyao with a smile again.

Yan Kong also looked at Hua Heshang with a half-smile.

Not only did they lose their wife, they also lost their troops...

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As midnight approaches, everything is quiet.

A figure appeared on the street, then slowly approached the inn. Under the bright moonlight, a bald head quickly disappeared into the night.

A barely perceptible sound slowly came into the room.

Han Yu was staring at the bottle, waiting for the pill.

Suddenly, something seemed to spray out of the bottle, and two white pills slowly flew towards him and slowly enlarged before his eyes.

Weird, I'm not in the sea of ​​consciousness, why is it my face that is being hit?
When he woke up, the sea of ​​consciousness was no longer in front of him.

I can’t breathe anymore…

A pair of arms like carved white jade held him tightly, humming a seductive melody, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes passionate, and sometimes sobbing...

He couldn't even muster up any strength, and was as weak as an ordinary person.

Die! Die! Die!

"Fuck! It's just a more advanced dream."

Little Liuli spat in the void.

Dream?

Why did I have such a dream out of the blue?

"Of course someone is targeting you. I saw the Flower Monk come in and is touching you now."

Xiao Liuli said with a smile.

Thinking back to You Li's statement about him not discerning whether he ate meat or vegetables, Han Yu's hair stood on end.

"He's taking off your clothes right now with a different look in his eyes."

There was something strange in Xiao Liuli's tone.

Damn.

Why should I do it?

Hua Heshang walked into the room with a grim face. Looking at Han Yu who had stopped moving, he was still worried.

If he woke up suddenly, he would have nowhere to run.

He first searched everywhere in the room, looking through all the places where things could be hidden, but found nothing. Then he walked towards Han Yu's bed with a bitter face.

When the sheets and bedding were lifted, there was nothing inside.

Then he tried to take off Han Yu's clothes with a frightened look on his face, but before he started, he noticed some movement on the bed.

Han Yu still had his eyes closed, but his teeth were grinding.

Is the person waking up?

Hua Heshang didn't dare to stay any longer and fled quickly.

"Die to me!"

Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes and punched hard, but hit nothing. There was no one in the room, and even the doors and windows were closed tightly.

If my bedding had not been turned over and not put back in place in time, I would have doubted whether anyone had been there.

"The other party has a strong understanding of dreams, which should not be the ability of Hua Heshang."

Little Liuli was amazed.

Someone is targeting us again so soon.

"It's probably aimed at my bed."

Xiao Liuli guessed.

"Damn it, there are four pieces of dragon blood stone, why did you pick mine?"

Han Yu spoke with a very dark face.

"That's normal! It's your luck that you're the only one taking the blame when four of them share the spoils."

Xiao Liuli's explanation made his face look even worse.

"Han Yu!"

At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly came from the room, and Han Yu turned his head in surprise.

Immediately his face turned extremely pale.

When he saw that the whole room had changed into a new environment, he knew that the other party had attacked again.

The originally simple room was now replaced by a large mansion, which was full of peach blossoms. In the middle of the yard was a huge pond, in which a dozen graceful women in light gauze clothes were playing in the water.

A scent of wine wafted out of the pool. Han Yu's nose twitched and his face showed surprise.

He really knows how to play, wine pool and meat forest.

This is definitely not Liu Yaoyao's style. She can only twist and turn, with nothing original to do.

So, how many people are targeting me?

(End of this chapter)