Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 107 Tai Sui God, the strange caravan

At this moment, there are two souls in Miss Zhou's body, which are constantly fighting for control of her body.

And the demon monk didn't expect such a change. His eyes were fixed on the woman in his hands. What's wrong, this little monk ruined a big thing!

He did everything possible to dare not do anything directly to Miss Zhou's family, to attract that stupid fish, to tell the second Miss Zhou's family that she was the most beautiful, to lure the mother and daughter of Zhou's family to change their souls, and to let that stupid fish do it by itself, never daring to hurt Zhou directly. Miss Jia is to avoid accidents.

But, it still happened!
The eldest daughter of the Zhou family, who was still struggling for control of her body, suddenly stopped, and the black birthmark on her face quickly spread all over her body, even her eyes.

Miss Zhou's family turned into a completely dark figure, with no emotion in her black pupils, her body seemed to be completely out of the physical state, presenting an inexplicable feeling.

Meng Yuan couldn't feel the aura of Miss Zhou at this moment, but he instinctively felt an extreme sense of danger, as if he was facing a god.

And the moment the demon monk realized something was wrong, he turned into a black shadow and left quickly.

But it's no use!
At this moment, Miss Zhou's black hand stretched out like rubber and grabbed him back, a layer of black things gradually spread to his body.

The demonic monk was so frightened that he shouted: "God Lord Taisui, please spare my life, I belong to the Lord Mechakra."

The black substance had spread all over his body, and the sound suddenly stopped, leaving only a few rags and a whisk in place.

At this time, the black Miss Zhou looked at Meng Yuan. The Goddess Miaoyin and Bishamen were all protecting him as if they were facing an enemy, but Meng Yuan felt that the other party had no malicious intentions.

Immediately afterwards, after the demon monk's whisk was washed by a layer of black matter, the handle of the dust turned from blue to pure black, floating in front of Meng Yuan.

This is his thank you to Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan didn't refuse either, and took it after clapping his hands together to express his gratitude. He didn't know how powerful it was until he got it. It turned from a low-grade spiritual weapon into a high-grade spiritual weapon?

It's just that compared to these foreign things, he is actually more curious about this Miss Zhou and the Tai Sui God and the Lord of the Meat Wheel that the monk said just now.

Miss Zhou suddenly said to him: "If you go to Ahan Temple, you need to be more careful, there is only one thing you must keep in mind, you can't eat the meat in that temple, even if you don't smell it, you can't see it, you are very vulgar, we have to meet again day."

Meng Yuan thanked him and said, "I will keep this in mind, thank you very much."

Miss Zhou nodded, then looked at Yuanwai Zhou and Mrs. Zhou who were hiding behind the screen in the distance, and turned into a black light and left without the slightest nostalgia.

Goddess Miaoyin was a little surprised and said: "Holy Monk, that woman was called the Tai Sui God by that demon monk, could it be that she is a god? It's just how did she fall to the level of Miss Zhou's before?"

The gods are high above and control the fate of all mortals. Even a casual sneeze can kill countless people. However, the previous Tai Sui God had a very miserable life. Someone was obviously plotting against him. If he hadn't met Meng Yuan, the outcome would have been unpredictable.

"Perhaps it is because all sentient beings are in catastrophe, and the gods cannot escape. However, the Tai Sui god is pure and kind in nature, and he does not seem to be treacherous or evil. It is a blessing."

Speaking of which, there are not many gods that Meng Yuan has directly or indirectly contacted, such as the desolate bone king, the king of Youchuan, the Buddha of Hengyuan, the sea god of the South China Sea, etc., but this Taisui god is the only one who expresses himself Good God.

Meng Yuan looked at Zhou Yuanwai's husband and wife, shook his head, turned around and left, and all the zombie yakshas returned to the Buddha Kingdom in their palms, and the Zhou family fell into silence for a while.

Seeing that he was gone, Zhou Yuanwai and his wife walked into the living room, lifted up the second daughter's body, and cried loudly: "My daughter, why are you in such a miserable state? It's all because your father didn't grow up. The eyes attracted the catastrophe, which made you"

At this time, Zhou Yuanwai finally broke out, kicked Mrs. Zhou away and said: "Obviously you are a bitch. You disliked your eldest daughter for giving birth to that birthmark. You scolded her in every possible way, and you actually went to find that demon monk to marry her in place of your younger sister. If you give it to monsters, my Zhou family will be extinct! It’s all your fault!”

Immediately, the husband and wife scuffled together, causing the Zhou family to be restless. In the end, some servants spread the news, which made the Zhou family's reputation worse than street rats, and within a year it was completely ruined.

At this moment, Meng Yuan was crossing the river on a dark horse, and continued to go to the Ahan Temple.

The river water is very fast and turbid, but this is not difficult for the underworld horse. Meng Yuan was riding on the horse and thinking about the words of the Tai Sui God who reminded him that he could not eat the meat in the Agama Temple, even smelling and seeing it. no.

This inexplicable reminder suddenly cast a strange veil on Ahan Temple, making him think that the relatively simple itinerary had a little more fluctuation.

But it is a good thing anyway, even if there is any danger, he has already known it in advance.

In Meng Yuan's hand, it was a fly whisk, which was tempered by the Taisui God and promoted to a high-grade spiritual weapon.

This whisk can not only change and repair itself, but also seems to be able to use the power of the previous Tai Sui God, let's call it the power of Tai Sui.

This kind of harvest made the Miaoyin Tiannv who followed her admire, and the whole world knew her kindness.

After crossing the Pan River, a sense of desolation and loneliness rushed over us. Although the other bank is separated by a river, it feels like two worlds.

Meng Yuan rode on his white horse and rushed into this desolate land. The surrounding green gradually decreased, and the long yellow sand, mounds, and gravel became the mainstream.

Ahan Temple is in the middle of the desert here, but the old monk didn't say where it is, so Meng Yuan can only find it by himself.

After traveling for several days, Meng Yuan had gone deep into the frontier barrenness, and he had not met a single person for three days. He tried to look for it with his hands and eyes, but he couldn't find it.

Even Tiannv Miaoyin couldn't stand it and went back to practice in the heavens. Fortunately, Meng Yuan was not an ordinary person, so she didn't have any irritability, and she was still looking for it seriously.

On this day, Meng Yuan was walking with his horse when he suddenly heard a crisp bell ringing from a distance.

anyone?

Meng Yuan immediately waited in place, and after a while, he saw a caravan of camels moving slowly.

As they got closer, the people in the camel team immediately spotted Meng Yuan's figure, but after seeing clearly that he was a monk, the originally nervous guards relaxed.

The leader of the camel team immediately came forward to ask if he needed help.

"The poor monk is looking for Agama Temple. Does the shop owner know?"

The team leader immediately laughed and said: "Little master, isn't this a coincidence, we are going to deliver some supplies to the Ahan Temple, you just follow us."

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "That's enough work."

Then he led the white horse and followed at the end of the camel team.

I didn't expect that I would meet a caravan delivering supplies to the Ahan Temple, but this also showed that he was looking in the right direction, but there was still some distance.

Seeing that his white horse could walk in this barren land, and didn't even need to be fed any fine grass, the team leader was very curious, so he approached Meng Yuan and tried to buy it, but he refused.

"Since the little master doesn't want to sell it, it's fine. I don't know where the little master came from?" He made a small calculation in his heart, if he could find out where the horses were produced, he would go to buy a batch next time.

"The poor monk came from the South China Sea."

"What? South China Sea?" The team leader was astonished for a moment. The place was thousands of miles away from here. If some mountain roads were added, it would be about ten thousand miles. How could this young monk, who is skinny and tender, be able to walk so far?
The two chatted as they hurried on, and found a valley to rest before dark.

"I wonder what the shopkeeper is transporting?" Meng Yuan asked curiously when he saw that the guys in the caravan were unloading the supplies on the camels' backs to let them rest.

"Hey, they are all oil, rice, tea, salt, vegetables, fruits, etc. However, it is not easy to transport these things so far and keep them fresh, so they are more expensive. But the masters at Agama Temple are really rich, so we are all willing to go .”

"Is there meat there?" Meng Yuan asked.

"That's not true. The main reason is that the distance is far away and it is not suitable for storage."

On the second day, a black storm suddenly blew up in the wilderness. Seeing this, the leader of the camel team could only ask the camel team to stop and rest.

However, the storm had no effect on Meng Yuan, so he asked him about the location of Ahan Temple, and prepared to go first.

"If you keep going north, you'll reach Agama Temple in about two hundred miles."

"Thank you shopkeeper, the poor monk will take his leave first."

Meng Yuan then led the white horse and disappeared into the black wind and yellow sand.

After walking about a hundred miles, the storm stopped, but Meng Yuan saw something strange. There was a camel team moving slowly in front of him.

And this camel caravan he was going to leave in the morning, and the leaders of the camel caravans all looked exactly the same, yet they ran ahead of him at this moment?
He was almost always walking in a straight line without stopping, and the camel team was slow, so it was impossible for him to catch up in front of him.

Meng Yuan stepped forward to talk to him calmly, and found that the voice, shape and even smell were the same, but the other party acted as if he had never seen him and did not remember him at all.

"Shopkeeper, how many caravans are there transporting supplies to Agama Temple?"

"We are the only one. This place is too remote and dangerous, and those people are not willing to come." The shopkeeper said.

Meng Yuan nodded, then looked at the package on the camel's back, and then realized something was different.

"What's your luck?"

"Oh, these are all meat, chicken, duck, goose, pig, beef, sheep, fish, shrimp and other meats. It's strange to say that the monks in this temple only eat meat and not vegetables. Every time we have to spend a lot of ice to keep it fresh. , otherwise the journey is too far and it will smell bad, of course, the price is not cheap, the monks of Ahan Temple are also rich, and they can make a lot of money on the trip.”

After chatting for a while, the shopkeeper asked Meng Yuan if he could sell the white horse, but he naturally refused.

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and asked, "Where are you from, little master?"

"South China Sea."

"Hey! It's so far away? The little master is indeed a man who can't be judged by appearances and seas can't be measured!"

Meng Yuan walked with this strange camel team, walked slowly until dark, and found a bush to rest together.

In the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep, but Meng Yuan opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)