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Chapter 204 Incoherent Speech
The restaurant is still open, and all you can use are small tricks, and large-scale moves are simply not available.

After all, if the dry chicken is seen by ordinary people in broad daylight, it is easy to go in and stay for two years, and the important thing is to forget about it in this life.

There are more than a dozen people in the restaurant, and after an open and secret fight, it can almost be called a lose-lose.

While a group of people were playing lively, a little boy about ten years old sat quietly on a chair and gnawed a cucumber.

Seeing the relatively quiet descendants of Luban and Maoshan Qingshen, they quickly sat over with their own bowls.

"Hello, two brothers!"

After the words fell, Lu Ban's successor almost jumped up from his chair.

"Zang, Lama, no, this..."

Although it was a bit incoherent, the boy still understood.

"My purpose of coming here is different from yours, so don't worry."

The descendant of Luban glanced at the boy suspiciously, then silently moved closer to Maoshan asking God to sit down.

"You come at this time, it's easy to be misunderstood!"

The suspicious tone made the boy smile wryly: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, maybe the Living Buddha got some information."

The air was quiet for a moment, and then the three of them seized the time to eat.

The words of Lu Ban's successor just now gave the three of them a huge reminder.

time!

This group of people is fighting here, so the three of them will go to the rescue station one step ahead, and even do some tricks on the way!
The dishes on the table were all stuffed into their mouths without taking a few bites, and then the three of them quickly finished paying and slipped out of the restaurant while no one was paying attention.

"There were a lot of people just now, can I ask what you are doing this time?"

When the Tibetan Buddha entered the Central Plains, if it is not done well, it is easy to cause some big troubles.

You know, there is a living Buddha in that place, the kind who can hang up the old heavenly master and the old abbot together in the true sense.

"It's the golden eagles on the holy mountain. The living Buddha said that they should not die, and I want to ask the druids to save them."

"Ok?"

"There are more and more tourists in the holy mountains these years, and their life is not very good."

After explaining the reason clearly, the two also put down a lot of vigilance, and rushed towards the rescue station as soon as possible.

Along the way, Luban descendants took out a piece of wood and put it under the tree from time to time, or moved the stones on the side of the road.

This is also the most amazing part of the second volume of Luban's technique. His technique is formed by relying on Fengshui formation.

For a place where people walk all year round, a Feng Shui pattern has long been formed.

At this time, as long as you make a little change, you can play countless tricks!
But this kind of ability can only be achieved by Lu Ban's lower volume. If people from the Taoist sect are allowed to come, so many Feng Shui bureaus, if they are all calculated, they will be exhausted for at least three or four.

But in the same way, Luban's second volume can be called a crispy skin. Once the Feng Shui Bureau is not set up, it really has no resistance at all.

It took the three of them more than ten minutes to finally arrive at the door of the rescue station. They glanced at the door, and then Mao Shan asked God to shake his head.

"People are not there."

"Then we???"

"Wait outside, there are two ordinary people inside."

After confirming the specific situation, the three of them squatted outside the door obediently, waiting for Wen Wanwan to come back.

At this time, a group of remnants and defeated willows finally remembered the serious business after going through a fierce battle of injuring one thousand enemies and self-defeating one thousand.

A group of people rushed back and forth in the direction of the aid station with difficulty.

The one who walked in the front was the young man of Miao Jiang Gu, who looked young but made the timid group of people behind him afraid to take a step forward.

Most of the Taoism, Buddhism and so on, these methods have been figured out after so many years.

Only Gu worms, there is no way to find out.

Even if the same Gu worm is cultivated exactly, it will become different due to various influences.

They are both detoxification Gus, some of which simply make people bleed a thousand miles away, but some of them can make you unable to pinch them.

Who doesn't know how many bugs this generation of Miaojiang Gu has brought, after the lesson of the bald donkey, who would dare to go forward and experiment at this time!
The boy's footsteps were so fast that he had already bumped into a group of people behind him.

A pair of eyes crossed each other, and the air suddenly became quiet.

"Why did you come back?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the voice next to his ear, the Miaojiang Gu inheritor realized that he seemed to have walked back unknowingly.

He looked towards the road behind him, and then patted the monk on the shoulder.

"Baldy donkey, what are you going to see?"

The monk opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but considering that he hadn't completely unraveled the toxin, he could only silently walk forward with his head down.

The eyes of the group of people immediately turned to the big bald head. Under the sunlight, the oily head looked quite dazzling.

The monk walked smoothly in the first few steps, but then he turned around beside the two willow trees, then turned around and walked over.

"It's Luban Zhen. There were fewer people in the restaurant before. They should be the descendants of Luban of this generation."

There are still quite a few people who know the goods in the crowd, and soon someone recognized what it was.

A figure in a Taoist robe stepped forward, and the five emperors' coins in his hands kept tumbling.

"The dry character is the tactic, the Kun character is the head, the sun is the lead, the Kan transforms the dragon, and the mysterious Fengshui is the game!"

Although the sound is not loud, it also allows a group of people to hear clearly.

If it is said that Luban is the best in forming formations, then breaking formations must belong to the lineage of Xunlong.

This group of people was born in Mojin Xiaowei, and gradually evolved into a metaphysics sect.

"The stone on the left can break the formation if you move it away!"

As the words fell, a strong man of nearly two meters walked out and threw the stone farther away.

The descendant of Lu Ban who was squatting at the door of the rescue station was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face again.

"The group of people is here, do you want to have some fun?"

"You play with themselves."

Please, the successor of the divine art has no intention of participating in this kind of struggle, and quietly leans against the tree.

"Forget it, I can't stand so many people myself."

Hearing the idea of ​​asking the gods to pass on people without participating, he also calmed down and let the group of people break the formation.

Time is like the joy of Alaska, which disappears when Bai Han gets drunk.

In the blink of an eye, 10 minutes later, Wen Wanwan narrowed her eyes when she saw the people squatting in front of the aid station.

After a little perception with mental power, I quickly confirmed that this is a person from the metaphysics lineage.

"Heir of Luban: He Yun, I have been ordered to visit the druids!"

Wen Wanwan looked at the box handed to her and put it away with a smile.

"I've seen fellow Daoist!"

"Maoshan invites the gods to pass on to others: Mu Sheng, I am ordered to come and pay a visit to the druids!"

There is no doubt that a box appeared in front of Wen Wanwan as soon as the voice fell.

(End of this chapter)