Otherworldly Merchant

I looked at them somewhat indifferently and continued walking towards the inn with the T-shirt man on my back.

“Amitabha Buddha. ”

The White Eyebrow Zen master read the Buddha in secret and followed him. His hands closed ten times: “Don't worry, the first year will be fine. ”

I ignored him and went back to the inn to put the T-shirt man on the bed and handle the T-shirt man's wounds carefully.

T-shirt men don't have a good piece of meat on them, and the wound cut by ghosts keeps coming out with black blood. White Eyebrow Zen handled the T-shirt man's wound the same way he did last time, cutting him with a knife, but he didn't scream as hard as he did in the morning.

Nor did he see any reaction when the ointment was applied.

I was in a hurry to shed my tears and yelled at Master White Eyebrow: “How did this happen? ”

White Eyebrow Zen shook his head and said: “The soul of the first year is still trapped in the Horse King whip, and it takes a little friend to bring him out. ”

I glanced at the White Eyebrow Zen master, and he still looked like a pet. I lost my temper when he grinded me, so I had to pull out the guy thing and spiritualize the T-shirt guy first.

The Horse King whip already belongs to the T-shirt man, so it's easy to get souls out of the Horse King whip with a few drops of the T-shirt man's sperm blood.

The soul of the T-shirt man is very weak and can be dispersed at any time, I rushed him into the flesh!

T-shirts for men are also personal, the longer the separation time, the harder it will be to recover. His soul nodded at me and swayed into the flesh.

As the T-shirt man snorted, I was relieved. At this time, the noise came from the inn, and White Eyebrow Zen's face changed. He hurried to the window to see what was going on outside.

“Amitabha Buddha. ”

He punched a Buddha and said softly: "It's time for the poor monk to play. ”

I ran to the window and looked up and saw that the image above the trading center had been replaced with: "Wan Buddhist beads against Tai B's seamless sword. ”

“Here we go...”

The White Eyebrow Zen Master said in a shadow, and then he walked out the door, waving.

I rushed to pick up the guy's affairs and followed him. Although I was dissatisfied with his earlier efforts to stop me from saving the T-shirt man, I also knew that this meant the T-shirt man, and Master Bai Eyebrow Zen just cooperated.

There are two more masters on the other side, and I can't let anything happen to Master White Eyebrow.

“What's the matter? ”

As soon as I went out, I saw Master White Eyebrow standing there, his face was very ugly.

The White Eyebrow Zen Master stretched his finger to show me how to move forward.

As he looked past, he saw Yin Yang Tiger and one-armed dragon staring at us.

At first glance I enjoyed it. It looks like the death of a young man hit them a lot!

Master Bai frowned and said: “I didn't expect the one-armed dragon to recover...”

After I heard it, the expression of happiness and happiness suddenly stifled on my face. Although the attack by the Demon King was merely a sign of discipline, the White Eyebrow Zen Master threw up two bites of blood. To date, the breath is still a little unstable, but the one-armed dragon is safe.

How powerful is this one-armed dragon?

The one-armed dragon smiled coldly, his palms slowly scratched in front of his neck, and the Yin Yang Tiger's eyes were similarly full of anger. Looking at us was like looking at a dead person. They stared vigorously before walking out of the inn.

My face sank. What about Master Bai Mei Zen? The Yin Yang Tiger is not easy to deal with at first glance, plus the one-armed dragon, we are certainly not opponents.

White Eyebrow Zen's face was not very good either, and he sighed half the time after pondering: “Amitabha Buddha, the old man can only see the trick to dismantle. ”

Then he went downstairs, and I followed him closely. The streets are more lively than they were yesterday, and a lot of demons gather on both sides of the streets, and they concentrate on the images above the trading center, but they ignore us.

“Here we go! ”

I whispered, White Eyebrow Zen master holding Buddha's beads all the way to the outskirts of the trading village.

After walking for a while, Master White Eyebrow looked at the sky and turned his head to me and said, "We must resolve the battle before dark."

When I think about it, I know what he means. The night of is moonless. A pair of yin and yang tigers can move freely in the dark. Me and the White Eyebrow Zen Master can't. After dark, our actions will definitely be constrained.

Then we accelerated our footsteps out of the trading village and saw the shadow of the Yin Yang Tiger disappear from afar. I was going after him with the Holy Mother's Staff, and Master Bai Eyebrow grabbed me and pointed at the empty front and said: "Look there. ”

Looking at his gaze, he saw a row of ancient gardens pulled out of the black ground like sprouts after the rain. I counted seven of them.

White Eyebrow Zen muttered low, so this is it.

I wondered, “Master, what is this? ”

The White Eyebrow Zen Master bowed to the seven small courtyards for a gift, said sinful words, and began to recite words. His Buddha's beads began to shine white light like a Buddha's law.

White light gradually got a little stingy. I raised my hand and blocked my eyes, and I heard Master White Eyebrow drink: “Go! ”

Buddha beads flew to the seven small courtyards, and me and Master Bai Mei followed it to the small courtyard. A gossip diagram was engraved on the courtyard door, thinking that the other party's pussy was a Tai B seamless sword, and an incredible thought appeared in my mind: is this pussy not a pussy with a whole seven sons on it?

I didn't expect the White Eyebrow Zen master to nod his face seriously.

“Shit!”

I allude to the fact that in history, the True Seven Sons were the handed down disciples of the founder of the Church, Wang Chongyang. Although the martial arts of the True Seven Sons were exaggerated in such martial arts novels as The Heroes of Sculpture, the True Seven Sons did reach their peak in the cultivation of Taoism.

For example, the Changchun Hill machine inside once prayed for rain for the people. It was called by the folk: the living fairy, even traveled 10,000 miles in the west, persuaded a generation to become proud of Geese Khan no longer raising the slaughter knife against the innocent people, and his story was long recited by Huaxia.

The White Eyebrow Zen Master held the Buddha's bead for half a day before relieving himself: “Fortunately, the only thing on that sword is the Yin Spirit of the hill machine. ”

“Careful! ”

I screamed, pulling the White Eyebrow Zen Master to the ground, a sword wind wiped over my head, my scalp hurting hot.

The White Eyebrow Zen Master flipped up, put the bead on his hand and pulled it down sharply. The speed of the sword instantly dropped. Then, when a sound fell on the ground, the seven small courtyards behind him slowly disappeared.

I couldn't help frowning, the Yin Yang Tiger went to great lengths to lure us there, surely more than that.

I just wanted to remind the White Eyebrow Zen Master that the situation suddenly changed. The seamless sword that had fallen on the ground suddenly stood up. The tip of the sword turned incredibly and stabbed the White Eyebrow Zen Master.

The White Eyebrow Zen master couldn't escape and his arm was scratched with blood. The seamless sword sucked blood and it actually buzzed. My heart didn't say well, so I hurried up and dragged Master White Eyebrow aside.

Sure enough, Me and Master White Eyebrow just got out of there and stabbed a couple of shiny blades underneath.

Had it not been for my quick move, the White Eyebrow Zen Master would be a sieve now...

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead and said thanks to his little friend. I shook my head and said to him, "It's very bad. What are we going to do? ”

White Eyebrow Zen said: "Little friend, try to do as little as you can later. ”

I nodded and reassured him!