Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 27 Acting
Bian Jinlong sat on the side and groaned silently, but Bian Ji felt his heart itching unbearably. He grabbed Liu Qiao's arm and said, "Can the Taoist priest perform a demonstration to open your eyes?"

"Da Lang, don't be rude..." Bian Jinlong on the side scolded.

Don't get me wrong, "Dalang" refers to the eldest son, the eldest brother, not the later Wu Dalang. Of course, the meaning is still the same.

The reason why Bian Jinlong reprimanded him was because he understood the character of his precious son, and he was afraid that he would be deceived by heretics and defeat his ancestral treasure, the god banner.

Liu Qiao was overjoyed, and thought, "What I'm waiting for is what you, Bian Dalang, have said. If you see the tricks of poverty, why worry about you not being hooked?"

Immediately said: "No problem, no problem, Da Lang's sincerity, how can a poor man refuse, then he will show his shame..."

After saying that, the Bian family and his son saw Liu Qiao's eyes closed, his hand twitching his sword, his lips moved slightly, and as he was chanting the mantra, there was movement inside and outside the hall.

"Hoo hoo... whoosh..."

There was a gust of gloomy wind outside the courtyard, blowing the bonsai in the courtyard, the leaves rustling, several servants serving water and tea serving maids were staggering to and fro, and they all shouted: "Why is there a strong wind..."

Liu Qiao suddenly opened his eyes, pointed out the door, and said, "Move here..."

There was a loud sound of "hula gong", and "clang clang" was uprooted like a mountain. The father and son of the Bian family stood up quickly in shock, and the maids serving in the hall couldn't help stretching their necks to look out.

There was a burst of flying sand and rocks outside the courtyard, removing dirt and dust, covering the area with smoke, and there was a loud "huhu" sound, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were performing martial arts and running around in the courtyard. The maids and servants in the courtyard were startled and ran away screaming.

"Bump...boom..."

Suddenly there was a loud noise, like a thunderclap, and there was a huge boulder about Zhang Zhang high and seven or eight feet in circumference, shaped like an old turtle, falling from the sky and falling on the center of a flower bed, splashing dust and sand everywhere.

"Report... Master, a piece of bluestone suddenly fell from outside..." A servant in blue came running tremblingly.

The bluestone fell outside the courtyard, and the four doors were open at this time, Bian Jinlong and his son naturally saw it, hearing this, they waved the boy servant away, the father and son looked at each other in astonishment, and they both sat on the couch with frightened faces.

Liu Qiao smiled calmly and said, "General Bian, when the poor Taoist came here, he passed Qinglongjian outside the city and saw a strange rock at the bottom of the stream. Now he casts a spell and moves it here, but it is to add a town to the general's house."

"This stone is bigger than my millstone. I'm afraid it can't weigh a thousand catties. The Taoist priest can actually move it out of thin air. It really has the power to drive away ghosts and gods..." Bian Ji praised loudly.

Bian Jinlong calmed down, and said: "Good Taoism, if you fight on the battlefield, you can arrest hundreds of such huge stones and scatter them down. If you don't need to hit them, the enemy army will collapse..."

But after all, the general family, when encountering wonderful things, the first thing that comes to mind is whether it can be used in war.

But in fact, Liu Qiao sent yellow turban wrestlers to move here. Being able to transport a thousand catties and fly for several miles is basically the current limit of hundreds of yellow turban wrestlers. Just think about it.

Of course, Liu Qiao understood these words in his heart, but the Bian family and his son did not know, and of course he would not explain.

"Even if you send the treasure and the general, you have to keep a good general, and send it to the general to watch the door..."

Liu Qiao took out another piece of yellow paper from the treasure bag, cut it into a three-inch human shape, and drew a charm with a red brush, drawing the appearance of a general holding a mace. The soul-flying talisman came to consecrate, before it was consecrated, it was just paper, once it was consecrated, it could block knives and guns... Om is now an order, and I will enshrine the Taoism in Yuxu's palm..."

After drawing the talisman, with thoughts in mind, a divine general, using mana power, blew three breaths on the talisman paper, and said to Bian and his son: "Let's take a look..."

Throw the talisman on the ground, a cloud of smoke rises in the hall in an instant, and after a while, the cloud clears, and a great general appears, with a red cherry wind-winged helmet, a chain king armor, blue-faced fangs, and a double golden whip in his hand.

The sudden appearance of a general shocked the Bian family father and son, only to see that the general's figure was illusory, light and weak as if he was powerless, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bah"

However, with Liu Qiao's finger pointing, the god general suddenly shouted, and under the double whip wheel, there was a loud "clang" sound, and a table case was smashed to pieces, and the wooden chips flew up.

Immediately, the smoke gathered and dispersed, and there was only a piece of talisman paper left on the ground.

"You can hide this talisman under a stone. If there is an urgent need, it will show up by itself. Although it cannot defeat thousands of troops, it can withstand it for a while." The spell is also very satisfied, and said.

"Okay...ok...ok, a piece of paper can change people out of thin air, it's amazing..." Bian Ji said with admiration.

Bian Jinlong did as he said, and sent his servants to put the spell under the rockery, and asked, "It's wonderful, but I don't know how it works, can it last for a long time?"

"Eh... the short term is three to five years, and the long term is seven or eight years. As long as the talisman paper does not rot, the gods will be there. It is best to avoid fire and water, and it can last longer..." Liu Qiao pondered.

Bian Jinlong twitched his beard and smiled. He was in a high position and had lived for a long time, so he was well-informed. He knew in his heart that these were rumors and discussions among ordinary people.

It belongs to the method of "using ghosts and gods to attack for a while". Although he is called a god general and looks majestic, he is actually a fierce ghost. How can he last for a long time? In the end, Liu Qiao had good intentions, and he didn't point it out, nor refused.

Liu Qiao looked at his face and saw Bian Ji showing admiration, but Bian Jinlong smiled and said nothing.

Knowing that these did not scare Bian Jinlong, he said again: "The talismans mentioned by the poor Taoist have been practiced by the yellow scarf fighters, but there is another method, the five elements of Taoism, goodness can use the five elements to escape..."

"When I was on duty just now, I heard that the peach grove in Qingyingling, [-] miles south of the city, had grown fruit. The Taoist priest said that he was good at hiding, so he might fetch it?" Bian Jinlong tentatively asked.

When Liu Qiao heard this, he was not angry but happy. Since Bian Jinlong dared to assign him to fetch the peaches, it showed that although he was not as admiring of immortal arts as Bian Ji on the outside, his heart was already shaken, so he immediately smiled and said: How difficult is it to go back and forth between a hundred miles and a hundred miles in an instant?"

After saying that, he picked up the tea and sipped it, spewed it out with a puff, a cloud of water mist, recited the incantation silently, twisted his fist and pinched his fingers, and said: "Let's go..."

All of a sudden, the sound of "huhu" resounded through the wind, and Liu Qiao was surrounded by mist, and when he blinked again, only the seat was empty, and there was no one there.

Bian Ji was afraid that the master would not come back, so he looked at his father anxiously. Bian Jinlong understood that Liu Qiao wanted something from him, so he waved his hand to Bian Ji, signaling him to be calm and calm.

Bian Ji was about to speak, when the wind rang in the hall, and then looked up, a Taoist man in Tsing Yi was holding a bunch of fisted peaches, all of them were plump, bright red, dripping with water and green leaves, one could tell at a glance, It is freshly picked.

"Come here, Dalang, eat peaches..." Liu Qiao held the peaches and handed them to Bian Ji and his son.

Bian Ji took the peach, took a bite, and sure enough, the juice overflowed. He couldn't help touching the corner of Liu Qiao's clothes, and murmured: "It's a living person, how can it melt into the mist? It's amazing..."

"Hey, Dalang, you have a lot of spiritual power. If you learn my Taoism, you can get started in three or four days, and you can fly in half a month. If you work harder, after half a year, you can achieve small success in five escapes. When the world is big, you can do whatever you want." Wouldn't it be good to go?"

Liu Qiao gave full play to the elucidation and teaching of his senior Shen Gongbao to escape Dafa, and with one opening, he praised Bian Dalang as a rare talent in the sky and none on the earth. He is just learning magic arts and becoming a fairy.

Bian Jinlong, on the side, silently tasted a mouthful of peaches, and heard Liu Qiao, a "character of immortality", praise his precious son, without saying anything, he was very happy in his heart.

Bian Ji kept whispering in his ear: "Father, I want the spell that can change people, let's change it, this is a good deal..."

Most parents in this world are like this, they can't see what their children want, Bian Jinlong wants to firmly refuse, but seeing Bian Ji's longing expression, he hesitates again.

In this room, Liu Qiao has been sitting on the top drinking tea, seeing the father and son googling, Bian Jinlong looked distressed, and said: "General Bian, although your family's ancestral treasures are good, they can only be attacked and cannot be retreated, my son." If you learn the Poor Dao spell, you can wander around the three mountains and five mountains, not to mention crossing the battlefield, but if there is a crisis on the battlefield, you can also protect yourself..."

"Master Dao, let me think about it carefully..." Bian Jinlong wondered.

"The Taoist priest wait a moment, my father and I will go to my mother to discuss it."

After all, Bian Ji dragged Bian Jinlong carelessly, ran to the back room, and consulted Mrs. Bian Xu.

But it turns out that during this period, if there are visitors at home, women and children are not allowed to meet guests in order to avoid suspicion, unless it is absolutely necessary, so Mrs. Xu has been listening to the three people talking in the back of the room, but dare not make a sound.

After a while, Bian Jinlong walked out alone, cupped his hands towards Liu Qiao, and said, "It will take a long time, I, the Bian family, have agreed to this transaction..."

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I won’t write antithesis poems today. I’m reading two books written by friends. They are very fascinating, plus the secret py transaction, so I recommend them to everyone.

"Liao Zhaizi Silent"

Introduction: Destiny is the food and grass for all demons, ghosts, gods and gods.

Or call it good fortune, good fortune is mysterious, and it can be used to cultivate the truth.

Heaven regards all beings as lambs.

Demons regard living beings as food of blood.

The emperor regards all living beings as worthless.

The sage regards all living beings as humble dogs.

Because human beings are the mysterious beings of good fortune, and the changes in their fate are very considerable, they are designated as the protagonists of the world and the masters of all spirits.

However, the truth is cruel, the human world is nothing but a vegetable garden for demons and a pasture garden for gods.

This author is very good at writing, the writing skills, the plot, and the characters are all very good. Well, I admit that he is above me.

In addition, the author's understanding of folk customs and teachings is not inferior to mine, and he is a senior old fairy tale author, so the quality and quantity are guaranteed.

After I read the book, it was really good-looking. I read hundreds of chapters overnight, so I dare to recommend it to everyone.

"Junior Brother Has Murderous Aura"

This book is a seedling, the protagonist is decisive, and the three views are more suitable for people who are psychologically mature. The storyline is unconventional, and I recommend it.

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