The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 175 The Source of Contradictions
"Dinghu real person."

"Don't make fun of me!" Xu Ping smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help thinking to himself, this old Taoist priest is a bit powerful.

With his current practice, only on the outside, there will be no appearance at all. There is no light in the eyes of practitioners, and the surrounding atmosphere is extremely calm.

Ordinary practitioners can't tell the difference at all.

But I didn't expect this old man, with a pair of cloudy eyes, to be so powerful, he couldn't be underestimated.

"Hey, you kid still knows the poor Taoist?" Dinghu real person frowned slightly when he heard Xu Ping say his Taoist name, looking a little surprised.

Xu Ping smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "I heard Uncle Jiu mentioned Dinghu Daoist's Daoist name before, so remember, I'm going to Xu Ping to meet Dinghu Daoist."

Immortal Dinghu understood immediately, smiled and waved his hands, and said indifferently: "You don't need to be polite, Feng Jiao, you said something about me, didn't you have two nice words?"

The old boy, Uncle Nine, suddenly became speechless.

Gu Nianhua raised her head and looked at the people with a smile on her face. She felt that she was completely surrounded by happiness.

"Ha ha……"

Xu Ping laughed out loud, and said, "When Uncle Nine mentions you, Daoist, he is always respectful and caring."

Gu Nianhua also stepped forward quickly, tugging on Dinghu's sleeve, and said softly: "Master, don't be joking, you don't even know how fierce that great monk was just now, if it wasn't for Brother Xu, maybe I It's dead now."

Dinghu real person glared at her, "Who told you to run around..." But just after finishing speaking, he laughed again, and said kindly, "Let the master vent your anger on you later."

Gu Nianhua nodded obediently, stood aside, and looked at the three most important men in her life with a smile on her face.

After understanding everything that happened just now, the real Dinghu turned around and looked at the two eminent monks of his generation in Fahua Temple...

As for the monk Yuanben who was standing next to him, he just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

"Reverend Dinghu, just now I have asked Nephew Yuanben, it turned out that it was just a misunderstanding, since nothing happened, how about letting it go?" Chan Master Kongming laughed.

"Fail?"

The old man fixed his eyes and looked at him with disdain.

Feng Lao and Wang Hongguang in the crowd, as well as a middle-aged Taoist priest who also wore a bun, also came out.

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to be very familiar with Dinghu Daoist, and he stepped forward to persuade him softly: "Brother Dinghu, according to the poor Taoist, we still have important matters. What about other things in the future?"

Xu Ping was looking at this person up and down, and Uncle Jiu said from the side: "He is Taoist Zhang Fengyi from Longhu Mountain, and the current Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is his younger brother."

Longhu Mountain has high merits, and the celestial masters are all his juniors...

Xu Ping was slightly stunned, and couldn't help thinking to himself, how strong is the leader of the White Lotus Sect, that he was able to escape all the way without dying in the pursuit of this group of people.

Daoist Dinghu looked sideways at Daoist Zhang, and his eyes moved slightly, "Poverty is not an unreasonable person. In this case, I will follow what Brother Zhang said, but after this matter is over, today's grievances must be settled. .”

After speaking, he didn't look at the crowd, and went straight down the mountain.

Xu Ping and others also followed closely, and Huo Zhinan also saw that the situation was not right at this moment, so he did not go forward to find Zen Master Kongming.

Master Liaokong watched them leave, sighed slightly, shook his head and went back to the temple.

Zen Master Kongming, on the other hand, had a gloomy face, with anger gushing in his chest, he just let out a cold snort, and said loudly to the crowd: "Fellow Taoists, we have just agreed on a plan, led by Master Feng, to search for the whereabouts of the devil in the provincial capital. You must not act rashly, Maoshan violated the agreement and abandoned the overall situation, in the future, I invite you to be witnesses."

Hearing what he said, many people responded one after another.

But Master Feng's apprentice, Taoist Zhang Fengyi of Longhu Mountain, was silent.

They also knew in their hearts that the Liangzi between Maoshan and Fahua Temple was concluded.

I just hoped in my heart that this matter should not be involved in the big event of hunting down the devil.

……

On the way back to the provincial capital, the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Those attendants who were carrying gifts thought they would be able to go down the mountain easily after going up the mountain, but unexpectedly they had to pick them back up again, but the current situation is not right, so there is nothing to say.

Xu Ping and Huo Zhinan walked at the end and introduced the people in front of him.

Hearing that several people were from Maoshan Mountain in Shangqing, and their seniority was not low, Huo Zhinan became more respectful, went forward to salute, and declared his identity.

In this way, the chatter was opened, Dinghu real person threw out harsh words, and it was even more normal at this time. Hearing that these gifts were going to be sent to Fahua Temple, there was no need to directly threaten.

But Uncle Jiu was still very angry, so his face was quite displeased.

Gu Nianhua saw that the matter was made a big deal because of herself, and she was also a little worried, "Master, master, is it because of me that something happened to the master?"

Xu Ping couldn't figure out why Master Yuanben was so ruthless, he didn't look like a merciful monk at all, and felt that Uncle Jiu had done nothing wrong.

It's just that I have some doubts in my heart. Although Uncle Jiu defends his shortcomings, he is not a person who does not care about the overall situation, and his master is still present.

Why are you in such a hurry, you have to express your position.

Uncle Jiu stroked her hair, shook his head and said, "Xiao Hua, I'm not angry with you as a teacher, but I don't blame you for this."

"As a teacher, I'm just angry with that monk Yuanben. Don't worry, Xiaohua. As a teacher, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Although the person is fine, the intention to do harm is extremely obvious.

The monk Yuanben held a chicken feather as an arrow, thinking that in his own territory, he might not be able to kill Gu Nianhua with that punch with all his strength, but disfiguring and disfiguring, directly destroying a young girl's beautiful years, is no different from killing someone.

Master Dinghu also slowed down his pace, and said softly: "I have long since disliked those bald donkeys, so I won't talk about what just happened. Sooner or later, Pindao will punish that bald donkey."

Xu Ping heard that there was something in their words, so he asked, "Uncle Jiu, what happened?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at Gu Nianhua, thinking that Xu Ping was not an outsider, so he said directly: "When I just arrived last night, Xiaohua had some conflicts with that Yuanben. If I didn't take the overall situation into consideration, I would have taught him a lesson. him."

"..."

Xu Jing listened quietly, and only then did he understand the reason of the matter.

Originally, last night, because of the long-distance raid, Gu Nianhua was a daughter after all, and wanted to find a place to wash and clean her body.

But the monk Yuanben's six senses are not clean, he said that there is only a large bathroom in the temple where you can take a bath, and, despite Gu Nianhua's repeated requests, he did not leave, and stayed in the bathroom, flirting with his words.

"That fat monk, he said that he had already escaped into Buddhism, that emptiness is color, but he didn't leave, and asked me to undress and take a bath in front of him..."

As Gu Nianhua was talking, her pretty face was flushed, her anger surged up, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly: "There is no evidence to support the words of the secret room. Although I reported it to the two eminent monks of Fahua Temple, I had no choice but to give up. I thought that the important matter was important, so I didn't pursue it too much. Donkey, with a grudge in his heart, he actually made such a cruel move."

"Depend on!"

When Xu Ping heard this, he regretted a lot: "Ma De, the attack was too light just now!"

As he said that, he patted his chest and said directly: "Xiao Hua, don't worry, this matter is covered by me."

"Hmm..." Hearing what Xu Ping said, Gu Nianhua smiled sweetly, and the resentment in her heart had long since dissipated.

Unexpectedly, Master Dinghu shook his head: "Boy Xu, the old Taoist knows that you are powerful, and it's a matter of waving your hands to deal with that Yuanben, but now, you still need to concentrate on dealing with that monster."

Xu Ping was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you have any plans?"

"The devil is full of tricks and is good at changing. He can only search for foreigners in the provincial capital and arrange personnel to patrol day and night. This is the countermeasure we discussed last night." Uncle Jiu said.

In other words, in fact, you are all a little helpless, what is the difference between this and a headless chicken... Xu Ping said directly: "It sounds like it is not very reliable."

Uncle Jiu looked helpless: "Actually, Daoist Zhang of Longhu Mountain has a magical artifact in his hand, and we could trace his whereabouts by using the blood of the devil as a guide, but somehow, when we entered the provincial capital... After that, the day machine disk loses its effectiveness and cannot function.”

"Tianji disk?"

Xu Ping pondered: "From the literal meaning, after that devil entered the provincial capital, he was able to cover up his own secrets."

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "I don't know about that either."

"That devil's Taoism and cultivation are by no means inferior to mine. Presumably he fled to the provincial capital of Nanyue because there is something in the provincial capital that can escape our siege and interception."

Master Dinghu expressed his judgment, then looked at Xu Ping, and said, "I suspect that thing is at the helm of the White Lotus Sect in Nanyue Province, but according to our previous siege, the monster at the helm of the White Lotus Sect has long been All rush to reinforce, it stands to reason that such a powerful magic weapon will definitely not stay."

A campaign led by Shangqing Maoshan and Longhushan against the monsters of the White Lotus Sect naturally forced all the monsters of the White Lotus Sect to resist with all their strength.

When Xu Ping was still on Hong Kong Island, most of the members of the White Lotus Sect had already been exterminated. According to their investigation, the key members of the White Lotus Sect's sub-head had already died in the siege.

Xu Ping had a guess: "Could it be that thing, in fact, it can't be taken away."

Uncle Jiu and Master Dinghu's eyes lit up, and they both thought it was very possible.

When Huo Zhinan heard this, he also understood, and said, "If you say that, does it mean that if you find the sub-helm of the White Lotus Sect in Nanyue Province, you can find the devil you are talking about?"

Uncle Jiu nodded: "It should be like this."

"Well, this matter can be entrusted to me, and I don't need to rely on the people of Fahua Temple." Huo Zhinan was full of confidence.

Although the Huo family is in Hong Kong Island, the Huo family is large. Even in Nanyue, there are many businesses. If you want to inquire about any news, it is naturally very convenient.

"The sub-helm of the White Lotus Sect..." Xu Ping suddenly thought of a place, and said with a smile: "Maybe there is no need to be so troublesome, I know a place, and that should be the sub-helm of the White Lotus Sect in Nanyue."

……

Fahua Temple.

In the afternoon, the ancient temples in the deep mountains are full of cicadas singing, adding a bit of vitality.

Listening to the chirping of cicadas outside, everyone sitting in the main hall of the living room also began to discuss the next course of action.

But before saying a few words, one person said angrily: "Huh, Mao Shan is too much, and they just let go of it. They will definitely talk to Mao Shan in front of Daoist Sun, the head teacher of Mao Shan."

The one who made the sound was Elder Che from Xingyimen.

Yuanben met his eyes indiscriminately, with a smile on his lips.

"You can't blame Maoshan for this matter, Master Liaokong, your actions in Fahua Temple are indeed inappropriate, and you don't blame Daoist Brother Dinghu for being angry." Daoist Zhang Fengyi said bluntly, and he didn't give Fahua Temple any face. .

There are many orthodox traditions in Dragon and Tiger Mountain, so how can they be afraid of Fahua Temple.

"One faction..."

"Junior Brother, don't lie."

Before Zen Master Kongming could finish his sentence, Master Liaokong, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, opened his cloudy eyes and said, "You don't need to worry about this conflict, brother will handle it on his own."

"Zhang Daochang, what is wrong with this matter, the old monk will investigate clearly, if he can't tell, just follow the rules of the world and arrange a fight."

Generally speaking, if you encounter unspeakable entanglements and don't want to cause too much trouble, you will arrange for your disciples to compete.

The one who is defeated should admit that he is cowardly, and from then on, when he sees the other party, he can just pretend to be a grandson.

Master Liao Kong finished speaking, and there was no objection, so he started to talk about business: "Elder Che, Daoist Zhang, why don't you two lead a group of people each, and search around to prevent that devil from coming out again to harm people."

"Can!"

"I will handle it."

Immediately afterwards, the old monk in red cassock looked at Elder Feng and said, "Master Feng, the branch of the White Lotus Sect in Nanyue still needs your attention, thank you."

Feng Lao smiled: "I will do my best on this matter..."

As he said that, he looked at the fat monk Yuanben, his eyes flickered, as if he had something to say, and he wanted to spit it out.

Yuan Ben didn't have a seat in this hall. He was standing behind Zen Master Kongming, thinking about his own affairs, when he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him, and when he looked up, he found that it was the uncle's friend. An official family member who is honored as Feng Lao.

Meeting Monk Yuanben's eyes, Feng Lao was stunned for a moment, and finally said: "Master Yuanben, there is a saying that I have thought over and over again, but I still feel the need to remind you."

Yuan Ben smiled and said: "Amitabha, the wind benefactor, just say so."

"Then the old man just said it bluntly. If Master Yuanben really offended that little brother Xu for something, it's best to apologize in person before the matter is fermented. I believe that with his heart , and will not target you again." Feng Lao said leisurely.

Wang Hongguang nodded frequently, and looked at Yuan Ben with a slight sarcasm.

"Master Feng, the poor monk respects you as an elder, what do you mean by that?" Master Yuanben asked in a cold voice, the surrounding atmosphere froze again, and no one spoke.

Feng Lao said to himself: "Master Liao Kong has also had contact with Mr. Xu, so he must know what he is like, so he knows that my reminder is out of good intentions."

"Of course, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

Although Master Yuanben said that it was because Gu Nianhua wanted to force her way out, and suspected that she was going to inform her, but she was an accomplice of the devil, so she couldn't control the strength in her hands at a critical juncture.

But it's nothing more than listening to these words. Combined with the conflict between him and Gu Nianhua before, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just an excuse.

"Humph!"

"Why today, it seems that everyone regards me as Fahua Temple, it can't be squeezed out of mud."

Zen Master Kongming questioned in a cold voice, with anger rising in his heart.

(End of this chapter)