Chapter 551 Wonton Stall

Reincarnated soul boy? King Xie Tian's eyes widened: "Third brother, are you saying that Dongdong is the reincarnated soul boy?"

Bai Yujing glanced at Dongdong and said with a puzzled expression: "The so-called six paths of reincarnation exist in the illusion. If you believe it, there is it, if you don't believe it, there is none. As for the reincarnation of the soul boy, the third brother should have something else to say, right?"

Zhang Jun nodded: "I have heard people say that monks in the supernatural realm can create their own spiritual realm and make their minds silent in their own spiritual world. I have never seen what kind of existence the spiritual realm is. . But one thing is certain, the spiritual realm must be countless times more powerful and mysterious than the mind of a fully enlightened person, and it can easily influence a person."

Bai Yujing's heart moved and she understood what Zhang Jun meant. Monks in the supernatural realm will eventually die of old age, but what about the spiritual realm they created? Will it also die out? If not, where do they exist?

King Xie Tian suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He stared at Dongdong and asked in a low voice: "Third brother, does the reincarnation of the soul boy mean that he has inherited the spiritual realm of a person with supernatural powers?"

"It's just a guess." Zhang Jun gave the basis. "My Buddha eyes can see through all things in the world, but they cannot see through people with magical powers, or people and things contaminated with magical powers."

"So you think Dongdong has the aura of a magical person in his body? And he is just a child. If he has the aura of magical powers, it is most likely that he has come into contact with a magical person?" Bai Yujing finished the rest of Zhang Jun's words.

Zhang Jun nodded slowly. This was his guess: "There is another reason. I can't see through Uncle Wu and Aunt Sun in Wenzhou's family. They are probably both top masters. I took Dongdong away today. In fact, I just want to see their reaction.”

King Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat and he shouted: "Third brother, you are so bold! If they are people with supernatural powers and attack us in anger, I am afraid none of our three brothers will be able to escape."

"No." Zhang Jun shook his head, "Supernatural monks are restricted by the agreement between powerful people and will not kill mortals. Besides, we are not vegetarians. I carry magical talismans and divine forbidden magic weapons."

Bai Yujing nodded: "The third brother is right, they will not take action. If they are really in the magical realm, then people in the magical realm, like gods above, will not take us mortals into consideration, of course not. Will take action. And if they are not in the magical realm, how can my three brothers be afraid?"

King Xie Tian exhaled: "What should we do next? Really bring Dongdong to the base?"

"Yes." Zhang Jun said, "Dongdong is Wenzhou's son. I have to figure out whether this matter is good or bad for him. After receiving him at the base, no matter what happens in the future, we can intervene in time. "

After driving for more than an hour, the car entered a county town close to the target mountain. The three of them found a hotel to stay temporarily and discussed digging for the elixir.

There are a lot of elixirs, and transportation is difficult. Taking them away is very troublesome.

But they didn't know that a large number of experts were coming from dozens of kilometers away. In Qingling City, fifty kilometers away from the county seat, a tall and powerful middle-aged man was sitting in a minibus, with eight men and women sitting on his left and right.

The aura of these nine people is very strong. They are the nine people in the twelve zodiac signs. The mighty middle-aged man is the head of the dragon, nicknamed Mad Dragon.

The mad dragon sat quietly, silent, while the others stared at the car windows, eager to reach their destination and kill the damn guy. Decepticons, pheasants, and gophers have been confirmed dead, and three of the twelve zodiac signs have been removed, which makes them very angry.

An old man wearing a sheepskin coat said in a nonchalant manner: "We didn't do things well last time, and the Holy Master was very angry. We must capture that kid this time."

"What the goat said is true. There are only three chances. The Holy Lord said that he will only give us guidance three times. Now is the second time. I hope there will be no accidents." A beautiful girl said.

A fat man with big ears said "hehe": "Don't worry, Sister Jade Rabbit, I will slap him to death with one slap of my fat pig's hand."

Longshou slowly opened his eyes and said: "He has a divine forbidden magic weapon on him. You should be careful when he takes action. Don't be careless."

Fatty Pig asked: "Longshou, you are a master of the ninth level of true power, can't you block the divine forbidden magic weapon?"

"No." Longshou's answer was simple, "A magical monk can only condense the Divine Forbidden City by understanding the nature of heaven and earth. The power contained in the Divine Forbidden City is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. No matter how powerful a person is, no one can withstand it."

"Then what should I do?" A beautiful young woman with a snake-like waist frowned and said, "You can't do it forcefully, right?"

"Poisonous snake, Dragon Head never fights an uncertain battle, don't you understand this?" A young man with black hair on his face said with a smile, "Besides, since the Holy Lord has figured out where he will end up, couldn't he? Does he have a magic weapon?"

"The ghost monkey is right." Longshou said calmly, "The Holy Lord gave an attack talisman, which can block a blow from the opponent's magic weapon. The opponent's cultivation level can only use the forbidden magic weapon once at most. As long as it is blocked, In the first wave of attacks, they didn’t have any chance to come back.”

Nine people from the twelve zodiac signs drove quickly towards the county town. It was already nighttime, and the street outside the hotel where Zhang Jun and the others were staying had already been occupied by vendors, forming a lively night market like magic.

Snacks, sideshows, costumes, etc. are all available, making the cold night become lively.

In front of the hotel, an elderly couple set up a wonton stall. An old and dirty four-wheeled cart had a briquette stove, condiments, bowls, spoons and other items randomly placed on it.

The old lady was quick and her chicken soup wontons tasted very good. Several groups of customers were very satisfied after eating, and some even gave tips.

In her free time, the old lady used a gray old kitchen knife to cut coriander and seaweed. As she cut, she murmured: "That kid is really annoying. He's in trouble."

The old man's movements were not as nimble as the old lady's, and he did everything slowly. He replaced the briquettes for the stove, and said in an old voice that sounded weak: "I made a promise back then, but in exchange for ten years of hard work, I really lost money." Buy and sell.”

"It's only been ten years, it passed in the blink of an eye." The old lady babbled, her voice not very loud, "Did you see that the child noticed us, and maybe he will get to the bottom of it."

"That's why I said that kid was annoying." The old man sighed again, "If he hadn't been marked, I would have taken away his magical powers."

"Oh, you'd better not touch that thing, so as not to be contaminated by karma. The dispute between the great religions is the most dangerous, so I don't even want that thing." The old lady shook her head repeatedly.

Ten bowls of wontons were sold, and nine people walked along the night market, it was Long Shou and the others. When he arrived in front of the hotel, the dragon leader stopped and ordered his men to take action.

At this moment, the old lady at the wonton stall suddenly smiled and said, "Gentlemen, please have a bowl of chicken soup wontons. It tastes very good."

Fatty Pig glanced at the wonton stall and felt hungry for some reason. He touched his belly and said, "Boss, eat something before you work. Give me a bowl first."

Longshou turned around and glared at Fatty Pig, and then he was suddenly surprised to see that Fatty Pig's eyes actually showed a look of fear, but he actually had a smile on his face, as if he wanted to eat wontons, and his expression was like Made by a greedy kid.

The dragon head was startled, so he asked, but he couldn't control his mouth and said something incomprehensible: "Okay, let's have nine bowls of wontons and add more coriander."

All nine people sat down. They looked at each other, but cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They wanted to move, but they couldn't. They wanted to speak, but they couldn't. It was as if they were possessed by ghosts, involuntarily.

The old man moved very slowly, and it took more than half an hour to make nine bowls of wontons. But the wontons do taste good and have a fragrant aroma.

The nine people had no appetite at all, but they were like sleepwalking, with expressions of enjoyment on their faces and fear in their eyes, eating the wontons one by one, praising them as they ate.

After finishing one bowl, Fatty Pig smiled and said, "One more bowl."

Then the goat said: "I'll have another bowl too."

The nine people ate bowl after bowl like this from eight o'clock in the evening to twelve o'clock in the evening. Each person ate at least fifteen bowls of wontons.

Although they are highly cultivated, if they eat this way, they will be strangled to death sooner or later. But they just couldn't stop talking or holding back.

"I want to eat it again, it's so delicious." Fatty Pig still said with a smile, but as soon as he spoke, the wontons he had eaten in his stomach began to spurt out, mixed with gastric juice and flowed into the bowl, giving off a peculiar smell.

There was a look of begging in his eyes, and he stared at the old man and the old lady.

The old lady slowly covered the pot and murmured: "Oh, it's better to be young. I have such a big appetite that I ate more than a dozen bowls in a row."

The old man slowly turned off the briquettes stove and said in an old voice: "It's getting late, we're going to close. Let's go."

Suddenly, all nine people regained their freedom of movement. But they didn't dare to move, staring at the old couple warily. They knew in their hearts that they were going to meet an expert. The sum total of them was not enough for someone to play with.

"Seniors, can you tell me your names?" Longshou took courage and asked loudly.

"One hundred and forty bowls of wontons, give me seven hundred yuan." The old man said, seemingly not hearing what the other person said.

Longshou didn't dare to ask any more questions. He took out a wad of money from his body, which was a full thousand yuan, as if he was being granted amnesty. He put his hands on the dining table, then turned around and left with his subordinates.

The nine people were all very nervous. After walking more than a hundred meters, everyone broke out in cold sweat, as if they had just taken a shower.

Suddenly, the ghost monkey screamed, making everyone tremble. When he turned around to look, he saw that his whole body was stiff and his hands were tremblingly reaching into his pockets.

Everyone saw him take out three hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and fold them in half.

Their expressions changed, and Guihou stammered: "Change for...change."