Chapter 806 You Won’t Get Addicted, Will You?

Wang Xingfu rushed back to Pingzhou overnight. Even though he took a carriage on the way back, he was already exhausted and could not get any rest in the carriage.

When he arrived outside Pingzhou City, Wang Xingfu, who was originally drowsy, was awakened by the knocking of the yinpan. He opened his bloodshot eyes and saw the old monk sitting in the carriage with him, chanting silently. The yinpan was also the thing in his hand just now.

"Master, we will be back to Pingzhou City soon!"

The voice of the servant came from outside the carriage. Whether it was the driver or the people following on horseback, they were all exhausted.

Wang Xingfu cheered up and opened the curtain on one side. The first thing he saw was the wide Zhuoyang River next to the car. On the other side of the river was Pingzhou City.

"How long will it take?"

Hearing the master's question, the servant hurriedly answered.

"Master, we can cross the river in 30 or 40 miles. It will take less than an hour at most."

The carriage passed the relatively calm riverside of Pingzhou City, and the old monk was chanting silently in the carriage, but Wang Xingfu's heart could not calm down. He looked at the river and suddenly patted the carriage hard.

"Stop, stop! Stop!"

The servant driving the carriage hurriedly tightened the reins to slow down the carriage, and the servants riding horses beside also stopped.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Wang Xingfu got off the carriage and pointed at the river.

"Isn't there a ferry? Let's take the ferry back!"

There is no new bridge on this part of the Zhuoyang River since it was destroyed by the last flood, but Wang Xingfu can't wait.

"What about the carriage?"

"Then some people will take a detour across the river and drive the carriage back, and the other people will take the ferry first!"

Wang Xingfu's words were obviously the best solution. In the end, he asked the old monk to get off the carriage. After some people drove the carriage away, he, the old monk and a servant waited there.

Just a few calls, and a ferry slowly came on the river.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Wang. I have a feeling that there is no disaster in your family!"

Wang Xingfu nodded and bowed to the old monk.

"Thank you, Master!"

The ferry over there had already reached the shore. The servant of the Wang family hurried forward to hold the bow of the boat, and without asking the price, he asked the master and the monk to get on the boat.

After the three people got on the boat, the servant of the Wang family said directly to the boatman.

"Cross the river quickly, no need to wait for other passengers, we will give you as much money as the number of people full!"

However, the boatman looked at the people who were running over to get on the boat, and did not intend to push the boat open.

So the servant of Wang family stretched out his legs and pushed the bow directly, but the boatman used a pole to push outside, and the ferry was close to the shore again.

"Alas, what's wrong with you, boatman? You have enough money, why don't you sail!"

The boatman, wearing a bamboo hat, looked up at the three people at this moment. It turned out to be an old man with white hair.

"After the bridge collapsed, it was inconvenient for the two sides to travel. My boat is a ferry to ferry people across the river. Ferrying people comes first, and making money comes second. Just like this master, saving sentient beings with Buddhist teachings in the world, saving people comes first!"

The old monk who had been chanting silently from beginning to end stopped chanting. He looked at the boatman and saluted him with his hands together.

"Good!"

The servant of Wang family wanted to speak, but Wang Xingfu pulled him and signaled him not to say anything more, otherwise he might offend Master Jin Guang.

When several more people got on the boat, the ferry left the shore and went to the other side. During the process, the boatman hummed a few songs, which did not interfere with the chanting of the old monk.

On the roof of a building by the river in Pingzhou City, a black and white cat sat there looking at the river.

Hui Mian thought that he came to take a look out of curiosity, not because he didn't want to face the annoying face of the sword immortal. He looked at the old monk on the ferry below and felt that this monk was still a little bit of a door.

At this time, Hui Mian also glanced at the distance. Yu Xinmei was also standing by the river at this moment. Obviously, she also heard the sound of the yin pan, and she was also by the river.

As soon as the boat docked, the Wang family got off the boat first. The Wang family servants threw down a string of copper coins and left. Seeing that the face value and number of the copper coins were more than a hundred coins, they didn't plan to care about it.

When the old monk left with the Wang family, he wanted to take another look at the boatman on the ferry, but the ferry had already left the shore and went to the other side.

The Wang family walked towards the city, and Hui Mian followed on the roof.

However, as the few people got closer and closer to the Wang family, Hui Mian stopped. The sword immortal would probably be there, and he didn't want to go over.

But Hui Mian just stopped, and suddenly noticed something and looked up, and the sword immortal was standing in the air, not far ahead, looking at it.

"You are haunting me!"

The sword immortal just looked at Hui Mian calmly.

"Although you are very advanced, there are traces to follow. If I guessed correctly, you should have Xingluo Pill on you, right?"

Even though he was in the form of a cat, Hui Mian was also surprised, and his cat eyes changed obviously a few times. Why did this guy suddenly mention Xingluo Pill?

The sword immortal kept staring at Hui Mian, and his heart couldn't help but jump slightly. It seems that he guessed right.

"You don't have to be surprised. I have noticed that you borrowed Xingluo Pill to practice that day. No wonder your breath is so obscure, and no wonder you have such a high level of Taoism. What's more rare is that you can resist the temptation of the immortal pill and don't eat it, so as to discover another mystery of this pill!"

Not eating the immortal pill, another mystery? Hui Mian couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He was trying hard to think about what the man in front of him said, but before he had time to think about it, he suddenly felt a sharp edge, and the opponent's sword intent was increasing!

Sword intent is different from killing intent and can actually be hidden. However, Hui Mian has seen Yi Shuyuan's Xuanjin Sword Pills and Mi Li's Xianyin Sword Jue which is better at hiding sword intent, so he has no idea about this. Extremely sensitive.

The sword fairy was always looking at the cat calmly.

"But this is not a good thing for the righteous path. The higher your understanding, the greater the harm will be in the future!"

"Then can't I be a good demon?"

The sword fairy finally smiled.

"It's not impossible, but I haven't seen many good ones who have become monsters of climate and are still wandering in the world, especially those who specifically target Confucian students! I have believed in some of them, but they all proved to me later. Wrong letter!"

Hui Mian also laughed out of anger, you say it, you go on!

The sword spirit brewing in the sword fairy was still gradually increasing, and his body slowly landed on the roof, with a smile still on his face.

"As for the demons who enter the world and practice, they should be like the guardians around Danxuan Dao Miao Immortal, who disperse and cultivate and re-correct the path. But after all, there is only one Lingmin Dharma Immortal! You, it is impossible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Immortal was already approaching Hui Mian, but the latter flew away in an instant.

"Meow, if you want to fight, I will fight with you. Don't do anything in Pingzhou City. You, an immortal, don't care about mortals. I, a monster, don't want to affect innocent people!"

Hui Mian's voice came, and his body was already far away from Pingzhou City.

The swordsman frowned slightly, and the next moment it was Riko who jumped into the air and chased after him with his sword. Regardless of whether it was a trick or not, he had repeatedly deduced the fighting technique last night, and today this sword must be used.

Hui Mian glanced behind him, and sure enough, the sword light was already chasing him.

I'm a meowing lunatic, but the sentence "There is only one spiritual mink magician after all" is very suitable to my liking. I am in a good mood to play with you, and it will also give me a little more understanding! ——

When Wang Xingfu arrived at the Wang residence, the servants of the Wang family told him another good news, saying that Wu Sunheng was fine.

Not long after, Wang Xingfu hurried to the backyard and saw Wu Sunheng sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. When the latter opened his eyes, he walked away with a surprised look on his face.

"The Master is really an expert. He was injured so badly yesterday, but today he is no longer in serious trouble!"

Wu Sunheng stood up and looked at Wang Xingfu.

"Did you go to Gaochang Temple?"

Wang Xingfu's tired face was slightly embarrassed, but he still nodded and answered the question.

"To be honest, Mr. Wang set off after listening to the Master's words. My Wang family cannot have no heirs, and my son cannot become a monk. Fortunately, Master Jinguang is kind-hearted and is willing to come down the mountain."

Wu Sunheng shook his head and sighed helplessly, thinking that he might harm Master Jin Guang.

"That's all, I'll go see him!"

Wu Sunheng stopped talking to Mr. Wang and got up and went to the front yard of Wang's house. He finally met the old monk. There was nothing too exciting about the meeting between the two. The main reason was that the old monk didn't have too many expressions. They bowed to each other.

Then Wu Sunheng came to the old monk.

"Master Jinguang, you shouldn't have come into this muddy water. The monster is much more powerful than you imagined!"

The old monk smiled.

"Donor Wu is serious. Demons and monsters are causing trouble in the world. You have immortal methods to punish them, and I also have Buddhist methods to save them. If what Donor Wang said is true, this monster may still be able to reason!"

"Hahahahaha"

Wu Sunheng couldn't help but laugh, laughing at the old monk's innocence. If his master hadn't arrived last night, something would have happened to the Wang family, and even he would not have been spared.

"Demons may be able to reason, but the reason they recognize is not your reason. The reason they can understand is your superior magic and unparalleled swordsmanship!"

However, Wu Sunheng still respected the old monk.

"But what you said, Master Jinguang, makes sense, but the target may not be the demon, but the person who is bewitched by the demon!"

Master Jin Guang's coming to Pingzhou is by no means useless. At least Wu Sunheng felt that he was the most suitable person to solve Zheng Yiming's problem. Perhaps he also had to solve the problem of the gentleman who set up a stall to sell books.

"Rumble"

The sudden sound of thunder startled both Wu Sunheng and Master Jin Guang. They looked for the sound, but found that unknowingly, the originally cloudless sky in the distance outside Pingzhou City had become overcast with clouds.

"Rumble" "Crack."

The lightning was intense and the thunder was loud, as if God had subdued the demons, making everything crawl in shock.

On the Zhuoyang River, the boatmen on the ferry had already put on their raincoats early.

On the street outside Gongyuan, Yi Shuyuan hurriedly cleaned up his stall and looked at the sky in the distance from time to time.

“Oh, you’re not addicted anymore, are you?”

As Yi Shuyuan sighed, thunder and light intertwined in the sky, and dark clouds also extended towards Pingzhou City. Not long after, a heavy rain had already poured down.

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PS: That’s it for today, I will continue with three updates tomorrow.