Mozun is forced to farm

The bamboo was successfully removed.

Xie Xuechen crushed the Yuanshen lantern, all he needed was a light twist of his fingertips.

His movements are so light, as if the lantern is made of flimsy paper.

The Purple Bamboo Demon was startled.

But it knows the inside story, this lantern is obviously the evil spirit cultivated with the heart and blood of the monk, and it has been passed down for 200 years.

I couldn't pry open a crack with all my monster power, and it was crushed when he twisted his fingers?

Xie Xuechen saw it holding the knot of bamboo in a daze, and said indifferently, "Are you still running away?"

The Purple Bamboo Demon said in a daze, "Are you really a Demon Lord?"

"You are the Demon Lord, why didn't you kill him back?!" It was suddenly agitated. It was timid when it spoke just now, but now its voice became louder: "Do you know how many monsters want to go to Wangshidu?!"

"I've saved money for a long time, just to sneak in. Now that Wangshidu said it's gone, it's gone. Why are you still here? Why don't you go back and take care of it?!"

Its reaction was completely out of true feelings, which made Lin Zhu puzzled.

"Wait..." He glanced at the man, and then at the indistinguishable Zizhu demon: "Don't all the storytellers say that Wangshidu is located outside the underworld, in the chaos of the three realms, where lonely souls and wild ghosts escape ?"

And every time it is mentioned there, be it a person or a goblin, the tone is as if it is a place of extreme cold, and it is by no means a good place.

How come there are monsters deliberately saving money in the past, isn't the world not good enough?

"If one intends to cultivate to become an immortal, then there will be catastrophes everywhere in the world. Not only is the opportunity profound, but there are also many spiritual energy from heaven and earth that can be absorbed. There must be monsters willing to stay." Zizhu demon looked at Lin Zhu and said helplessly: "But there must be Youkai who don’t make progress, right?”

All of them are cultivating immortals and proving the Tao, and there are not enough places in the heavenly court!

"The people in Wangshi Palace do go out to kill and cause trouble at every turn, but it is already considered a rare pure land - how can Yao Yi trespass in the fairy world, and will inevitably be captured and refined in the human world, how can he have a good day?"

The Purple Bamboo Demon had tears in his eyes, wiped his face and said: "Famous mountains and rivers are full of people and Taoist priests now, all the good places are occupied by Taoist sects, otherwise how could I fall asleep and be caught?"

Xie Xuechen's tone was delicate: "You want to come to Wangshidu instead?"

"There are very few ferries in your place, and the poisonous sea miasma is very mysterious, and those with low morals can't float there. Do you know how expensive it is?"

The Purple Bamboo Demon let out a tearful pooh, not afraid of being wiped out by his slap.

"I saved enough money to sneak in and become a bamboo, and live to the end of my life with peace of mind. Before I negotiated a price with the middleman, you were killed by a sword and fell to Wangyun Cliff. You haven't returned yet!"

Demon Lord made a rare excuse: "One day in the world, but one year in the world."

"Anyway, I won't run away!" Zizhu Yao said with his sleeves in his hands: "When you go back, I will take your boat back together!"

"Today, if I become a bamboo on your robe and be slapped into bamboo paper by you, it's better than staying in the mountains and sleeping and being caught by some foolish Taoist priest!"

Lin Zhu whispered: "There is a character bamboo in my name, why don't you come and paint on my robe."

The purple bamboo demon beamed with joy, and stretched her legs to go to his sleeve, but was grabbed by the collar of the Demon Venerable.

... The master in my hometown seemed to be burned to death by a fire, so I threw this nonsense guy back to make up for it.

The man gave a dog whistle, and a moment later the ground trembled, and a dog came out of the ground with a howling sound.

"It carries you back. When the day comes, I will naturally go back to Wangshidu. You just follow."

"Okay, I'll take root and fall asleep outside Zunjia's yard first!"

After carrying the monster, Gouzi turned around and ran, which was considered a good thing.

Lin Zhu watched the mysterious monster who was devoted to retirement disappear in the smoke, and thought for a moment.

"It's gone, what about the stolen silver, gold and jade?"

"As soon as Yuanshen is free, all these things will be easy to talk about." Xie Xuechen glanced at him when he turned around, and his eyes stopped on the ordinary burlap robe: "The money swallowed by paper should be as little as possible. Will be refunded in full."

It's too plain to wear.

When I first met, I was dressed in coarse clothes, and it is still the same now.

He couldn't see that Lin Zhu was wearing patched clothes, and for a few days he secretly changed them to a well-fitting brocade robe.

Lin Zhu also only smiled and returned the clothes, not knowing where to find the more ordinary ones and continue to wear them.

This scholar... is too stubborn.

The moment the state treasury's formation technique was broken, there was an exclamation from the caisson next door.

"Where's the money?!"

"Is the paper broken? Or the bamboo monster is dead, why don't you spit out money!!"

"It's broken, it's broken, it could be that some national teacher took the money and ran away!"

Before those people swarmed over to see the situation in the demon detention room, Xie Xuechen raised his sleeve and summoned a gust of demon wind.

Where the wind blows, everyone falls asleep.

The jailer was still running, but in the middle of the run, he collapsed on his back and snored like thunder.

Lin Zhu knew that Xuechen was here to catch that stinky monk who claimed to be a national teacher, and said with a smile: "Will you fight against him later?"

"Not necessarily." Xie Xuechen said, "Dare to borrow money in my name...send it to Lingchi for a few days first."

The scholar's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have a better idea."

Mozun looked at him: "You want my dog ​​to suck him to death again?"

"No, no, no..." Lin Zhu whispered a few words to him, and the latter took it seriously: "You are still ruthless."

The scholar laughed out loud.

The "National Master" is really a low-level monk.

By chance, he arrested an old bamboo demon, came up with crooked tricks to cut it into paper, devoured people's fat and people's ointment together with the prime minister, and even used this skill to gain face in front of the emperor. Surrounded by compliments and hugs, they are floating.

Anyway, Laoshizi Mozun in the storybook is also wiped out, so it doesn't matter!I don't know if it's true or not!

The monk was wearing a purple-gold python robe and was looking at himself in the courtyard, when he suddenly sensed that his formation had been broken, and rushed over immediately.

Which blind thing moved Lao Tzu's lantern? !

Or is that old monster trying to find foreign aid again?This time, he must kill half of his life!

The monk rushed to this hidden dungeon in no time, and when he entered, he saw that the guards were all drooling in sleep, and he was also dazed.

If there is a bloody battle here, then he will 100% turn around and run away, no amount of wealth and glory is more important than the life of a dog.

But here... it doesn't look like something serious happened.

Could it be that someone went in with good wine and everyone got drunk?

The monk jumped over the sleeping soldiers and walked all the way inside, and saw a strange young man in the dim light.

The man was tall and slender, he looked like he was in his twenties, and there was a scholar standing beside him.

"Bold!" the monk scolded: "What kind of place is this, and it's also possible for you bastards to come in?!"

The tall man was unmoved, and the person next to him gave a light laugh.

The monk was still hesitating whether to fight or not, but the man finally spoke.

"You don't know who I am?"

"Grandpa doesn't care who you are!"

"it is good."

Just as the sound fell, the cultivator hadn't reacted yet, the world suddenly turned around in front of his eyes, top-heavy, as if the whole person was turned upside down.

His waist suddenly became extremely thin, his head seemed to be bent in an arc with his neck, and his arms and legs could not be stretched.

This - what kind of sorcery is this? !

How dare you not fight me upright and resort to such indiscriminate tricks!

No matter how much you want to swear, you won't be able to open your mouth.

He has no mouth, no hands, and the whole person is like a bent stick, but his vision is very clear, and the five senses can still be used.

Lin Zhu weighed the hoe in his hand, and it felt quite heavy.

"Can he still hear us?"

"Well, the pain is also there."

"Then go quickly," Lin Zhu said with bright eyes and little canine teeth when he smiled, "Let's hand over this hoe to the prime minister!"

At this moment, Chen Zhangzheng had been tied up by the Village Women's Federation and her brother, and had been severely beaten.

He wanted to run all the way from the village back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking for someone to save his life, but he was arrested before reaching the village entrance, and was laughed at by many people on the way.

After the soul exchange, the new body was malnourished for a long time, and was still hungry and hadn't eaten. In fact, it couldn't run a few steps at all.

The village woman is tough, and her elder brother is even a big-shouldered woodcutter, who lashes out violently with a thorn stick, and the curses are so shocking that people's eyes shine.

"You bastard who kills thousands of knives! Are you still plowing the fields?!"

"If you continue to be lazy and ask my old lady to take care of you, my brother will directly take your skin off!"

Chen Zhangzheng was caught off guard and burst into tears, and he didn't dare to call himself the prime minister. He whimpered a few times and whispered that he was hungry.

"Hungry?" The village woman spat on his face: "You still have the face to say you're hungry?!"

She went to the kitchen to find two rotten steamed buns, and threw them unceremoniously in his face.

"Eat! After eating, hurry up and get your hoe to work, and if you dare to play tricks, I will hang you up tonight!"

Chen Zhangzheng had never smelled bad things in his life, and he ate those two rotten buns in a very humiliating manner. He was so hungry that he stared at the wall, stood up against the wall, and said in a low voice, "Where do you put the hoe..."

"Look, brother, look, he's a farmer, he remembers to eat when he eats, but he doesn't know where the hoe is!"

"Don't hit, don't hit!" Chen Zhangzheng stretched out his hands and hugged his head, and said in embarrassment: "I really don't remember!"

Just at this juncture, Xie Xuechen came over with a new hoe, stuck at the juncture and threw the new hoe in the corner of their yard, just swapping it with the old one.

After the monk turned into a hoe, he was turned dizzy all the way, wanted to vomit but didn't have a mouth, and suffered a lot.

As soon as he was thrown to the ground, he saw a farmer approaching with drooping eyebrows, and his soul saw that it was the prime minister.

It's bad, they all met an expert, they were calculated!

prime minister! !I am your national teacher! !

Prime Minister—Listen quickly, I am calling you——

The hoe lay silently on the ground without making any sound.

Chen Zhangzheng carried it to the field and raised it clumsily.

The monk's field of vision suddenly increased, and the next second his head suddenly hoeed into the ground.

Kill me, kill me directly! !

Who on earth is so vicious that he tells people to plow the land with their heads! !damned! !