The Monk

Chapter 532: The Taoist Tribulation

The auctioneer on the stage coughed and said loudly: "Quiet, is there anyone who wants to buy this news? I will count three. If no one auctions after three, the first lot will be unsold."

Of course, the result was an unexpected failure. It was a small auction with thousands of people. Even if there were enemies of the Hongguang Inn, they would not be willing to use so many spiritual stones to buy a message. The spiritual stones are far inferior to buying elixirs to upgrade. Duty.

The auctioneer dropped the hammer, confirming that the auction had failed, and several managers at the auction house were extremely happy. However, in order to show respect for the customer, the person in charge of the initial negotiation with Zhang Ai about the auction came to inform him: "According to the agreement, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum already belongs to the auction house. Since Ganoderma lucidum is too valuable, we will provide appropriate compensation. This is five thousand spiritual stones. Please Dear guest, keep it."

Zhang Awei looked dejected and sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, alas, it was a mistake, it was definitely a mistake." He took the spirit stone smoothly and muttered with an expression of regret: "How could it be? How could this happen?" Then he stood up with a grimace and said, "Forget it, I'm leaving, I'll pay a lot of money this time."

The person in charge was originally worried that Zhang would go crazy in the auction house, and had been on guard with the two Danjie masters. After seeing the idiot leave happily, he smiled and spoke respectfully to the two Danjie masters: "Thank you for your hard work this time." Uncle Master." The two masters said: "Working for the master's sect is nothing." The three of them walked to the back hall of the auction hall.

Although they suspected that there was something wrong with Zhang Ai, there was a high possibility that he was causing trouble, but even if they were beaten to death, they would not have thought that Zhang Ai would sacrifice a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum just to deliver bad news.

Leaving the auction house, he pretended to be sad and walked eastward. He laughed three times until he was sure that no one was following him, and then walked quickly to Qi State. Cai Xiaoxiao, aren't you looking for me? I'm back!

Yan State borders Qi State and arrived in Qi State a few days later. Just when they stopped at the border town, they saw a flying gun flying in the sky. There were ten Nascent Soul monks and ten Danjie monks on it, heading straight to the west.

Zhang was afraid of guessing, from Longhu Mountain? Why are so many people going there? Could it be that the news about Hongguang arrived before me and has been spread back to Qi?

He guessed correctly. There were disciples from Longhu Mountain who were stationed in Yan State. After hearing about what happened in the auction hall, they immediately sent the news back to Qi State using magic, many times faster than Zhang Wen.

Longhu Mountain has been hunting down the remnants of the Red Light. There has been no trace of the enemy for many years. Now that we have the news, we must of course pursue it and send people from various places one after another.

Zhang was afraid to restrain his aura and pretend to be an ordinary person, walking around the city in a low profile. He was looking for the monk's residence at Longhu Mountain.

That day when King Wu was killed in Jingtan, King Wu's body was beaten to pieces by Master Jing. However, the storage bag and magic weapon were left behind and were put away by Zhang Awei. Now he wants to use these things to make a fuss.

The border city is very small and belongs to the acropolis of the county. There are no monks from Longhu Mountain to garrison it. But Zhang was afraid that he didn't know. In order to avoid being discovered by the master and causing trouble, he completely restrained his breath and consciousness. At this time, except for his hearing and eyesight, he was basically an ordinary person.

This ordinary person was walking around the border town slowly. He was wearing a very old gray gown. He was quite handsome, but overall he looked a little downcast.

He wandered around but didn't find anything. After wandering around for a while, he walked into the restaurant and sat down in the corner of the room. The waiter came over to greet me attentively, but Zhang was very generous. He prepared twelve dishes of meat and vegetables, and then ordered a bottle of the most expensive wine in the tavern. Seeing that he was a big customer, the waiter served him more attentively, provided hot water with a towel to clean his hands, and good tea to clear his mouth, and then he started to serve the food.

Zhang was sitting in the corner of the lobby on the first floor. Ordering such a table of dishes seemed a bit out of the ordinary, attracting the attention of three young men next to him who were drinking peanut cold dishes.

When the waiter brought the food and wine, Zhang Awei took out two large ingots of silver and said, "Pay the bill first, and I'll reward you with the rest." The waiter was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, went to the counter to settle, and ran to Zhang Awei when he had time. , I'm afraid I didn't serve you well, I'm sorry for that ingot of silver.

The waiter came over to pour the wine diligently, and Zhang Po took the opportunity to ask: "Are there any Taoist priests near us?" The waiter replied: "Yes, there are no Taoist temples nearby, but I seem to have seen two Taoist priests walking around on the street holding banners. Come on, sir, do you want a fortune teller?"

Zhang was originally worried that the question would be too abrupt and attract the attention of interested people. Unexpectedly, the clerk helped him find a good reason and nodded: "Yes, I want to have a fortune teller and Feng Shui." The clerk smiled and said, "Look at the fortune teller." You don’t need to find a Taoist priest for Feng Shui. There is Zhang Tiekou in the west of the city. He is the most famous divine fortune teller in this area. Just ask him. It’s just a bit expensive. It costs a hundred cents to do a test. "

Zhang Fing said: "Money is not a problem, but I want to do some calculations. Apart from Zhang Tiekou, is there anyone else?" The man got the money and answered in detail: "Then there are witches and witches, they are all lies." Not as good as the Taoist priests on the street."

Zhang Ain asked further: "There isn't a Taoist temple nearby? Or are there no Taoist priests staying in private houses?"

The waiter definitely replied: "Our restaurant is one of the best in the city. I've been working here for three years and I haven't seen a Taoist come in to eat. I guess there aren't any."

Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Thank you." He took out a small piece of broken silver, but the waiter refused and said, "I gave it to you just now, no need." Zhang Ping said, "Take it." The waiter thanked him again and put away the money. , suddenly said: "Let's go to the county town. The county town is big, there must be Taoist priests, and there are many Feng Shui masters." Zhang Ping said without saying anything, and the waiter stepped away.

After some questioning, Zhang Ping decided to go to the county town. As for whether there were monks from Longhu Mountain in the border town, he didn't care at all and didn't want to check in detail. Anyway, it was used as a tool. It can be used with any tool. There is no big difference.

Sit for a while, get up and leave, holding the dark iron fan and walking towards the east city gate. Ten miles out of the city is the county seat, named Pingxi County. It is much more prosperous than Yong'an County in the south, and its location is also very important, but in terms of attention, it is far inferior to Yong'an. Because there is no war on this border, Qi's enemies have always been mainly barbarians in the mountains.

After walking out of the border town, Zhang Ai stopped and turned around, followed by three young men in the tavern. Zhang Awei asked calmly: "Is something wrong?" When the three young men saw that the prey was not leaving, the leader took a few steps closer and shouted: "Boy, you are out of luck. If you are wise, take out the money and leave, so as not to be beaten."

"Jie Dao'er?" Zhang Ao smiled lightly and said, look at my luck, no wonder I am always being hunted. Even going to a restaurant for a drink can attract gangsters and cause trouble. I admire you, I admire you, I am the best in the world.

"Why are you laughing? Get the money quickly and don't make yourself uncomfortable." The three of them made loud noises but didn't seem to do this often. According to the methods of professional robbers, Zhang Zhen should have fallen to the ground and let them prey on him instead of talking nonsense.

The crime of robbing money is not punishable by death. Zhang Ain advised: "Go back, don't mess around."