Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 394: Angry in anger

Chu Jun pulled Zhishen back and knocked on the door of another house and asked for directions.

The corner cake seller was not found, but the carpenter king with the dead child was found... He lived in the easternmost courtyard next to the willow tree.

"How about we go do the rituals first, and we can talk about the cake later?" Chu Jun suggested back.

"Ok."

That's what he said, but Zhishen's mood was obviously a little low.

Chu Junhui took out a pack of something that looked red and spicy from the Qiankun bag and handed it to the little novice monk.

"What is this?" Zhishen felt a little strange after receiving the thing. He had never seen such a thing before in his life.

There is a golden cow painted on it, and it makes a crisp sound when you pinch it.

Chu Jun shook his finger and said: "Pickle beef tendon."

beef? The little novice monk was so frightened that he threw away what he was holding and turned to look at Zhiwu angrily: "You want to tempt me to break the precept?"

"Breaking the precepts of der is a vegetarian."

Boss Su Chu didn't know if it was true, but the purchase price of this thing in his store was only 25 cents. It was still unrealistic to eat beef for 25 cents.

He took another pack from the Qiankun bag and started eating.

As we all know, spicy strips are not the most fragrant in one’s own mouth, but in other people’s mouths.

Zhishen swallowed and silently picked up the bag of food he had just thrown away.

He asked cautiously: "Is it really edible?"

"Don't worry, the poison won't kill you. This is a delicacy from my hometown. A pack usually costs thirty taels of gold, and not even the nobles can afford it."

"Thirty taels, think about how much the horn cake costs? This is much more delicious than the horn cake!"

The little novice novice didn't hesitate anymore, tore open the package and took a small bite.

"Uh...uuuu..."

His eyes sparkled!

"Is it delicious?" Chu Jun asked with a smile.

"good to eat!"

Zhishen swallowed it and felt that this was the most delicious vegetarian food he had ever eaten!

"There are rumors in the world that this thing is made of rat meat and shoe soles." Boss Chu added in a timely manner.

"Zhiwu!"

……

The young novice became angry.

A little slapstick didn't affect the two's progress, and they soon arrived at carpenter Wang's house.

Judging from the layout of the facade and the area of ​​​​the yard, the living standard of the carpenter king can be ranked at least in the middle of Zheng County.

But think about it, a poor person can just roll it up with a straw mat, and he can't afford to hire a mage. Only those with a little extra money would think of hiring a monk to save him.

Zhishen went to knock on the door. Someone in the room answered and quickly came to open the door.

She was a woman with a yellowish complexion but a very upright appearance. She had a few strands of white hair well hidden by her ears, allowing people to vaguely see some of her youthful charm.

As a person who had given birth to a child, Chu Junhui could tell from her inner breath that this person must have been pregnant recently.

Not surprisingly, she was the mother who died young.

"Two masters, are they the eminent monks of Xiao Leiyin?"

"Yes, is Mrs. Wang in front of you?" Her eyes were aimed at Chu Junhui, so it was Chu Junhui who spoke back to her.

"It's me." Mrs. Wang stepped aside and invited the two of them inside, "Two masters have been hard at work, please come in and wait while I prepare some porridge and rice."

Chu Junhui didn't know whether he had to eat during the ritual, so he lowered his head and glanced at Zhishen, who burped, smelling like spicy strips. Well...it's no use asking you.

After walking into the yard, Chu Junhui saw a lot of pallets, wooden barrels, sandalwood, and brackets. From a modern perspective, these things cannot be said to be very rough. It can be seen that the carpenter king's craftsmanship is quite good. of.

No wonder he was able to save a large fortune.

There was a creaking sound in the house, which stopped when Chu Junhui approached. A man pushed open the door, patted the sawdust off his hands, and welcomed the two mages in.

His attitude was much colder than Mrs. Wang's.

Without saying anything, he just brought two wooden stools for the mages to sit on.

Just sit down, Chu Junhui and Zhishen don't care about this. One of them is in the six realms of zazen, and the other is in the seven realms of zazen. Meditation is also a practice for them.

Chu Junhui practiced zazen not to realize the "emptiness" nature, but simply to polish his mind.

Apart from anything else, he is now able to control himself after using "Ying Huo Xing Guan", and his mind will not be so empty that only the words "War, war, war" are left.

Let the power be mine, rather than me being the power. This is the importance of the nature of the mind.

Moreover, Chu Junhui discovered that it is really fast to accumulate internal energy by using Xiaoyaoyou's mental method while sitting in meditation!
He is now equivalent to only a few percent of his previous strength, with very little internal strength, and he can clearly feel every little improvement.

After establishing positive feedback, he became accustomed to cultivating his internal strength while sitting in meditation.

The carpenter king did not give up what he was doing just because the two masters were meditating. He still took the time to catch up on the work, causing a constant creaking sound in the house.

When Mrs. Wang opened the door, she saw this scene.

She put the food in her hand aside and quickly bowed to the two mages.

"My husband is busy making a living and forgot to entertain the two mages. Please forgive me for your neglect."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Junhui opened his eyes and woke up from his meditation.

The carpenter king pulled the saw blade louder, as if to express a silent protest.

Even if Mrs. Wang asked him to eat, he would not eat. If he did not eat, Mrs. Wang would not be able to serve. In the end, Chu Junhui and Zhishen took care of all the meals.

——Should it be said, Mrs. Wang’s craftsmanship is better than most of the rice monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Mrs. Wang is a virtuous person. Thank you for your hospitality. When can I start practicing?"

"You can do it at any time, Shan'er will park in the backyard."

Shan'er was the nickname of the child who died at an early age. He was only a month old and fell asleep with his eyes closed. It was really a pity.

The two monks said at the same time: "Amitabha."

Mrs. Wang thought of her child, with tears in her eyes. She turned to look at her husband. He was still busy doing carpentry with no intention of stopping.

She could only hold on to her haggard body and lead the two mages to the backyard.

On the way, Zhishen began to organize the magical weapons in his luggage. Although he had not performed any rituals himself, he knew all the procedures he needed to know.

Therefore, he will definitely be the main force for a while.

Boss Chu... Boss Chu took Mrs. Wang and stood far away, watching Zhishen's performance.

"Master, don't you take action yourself?" Mrs. Wang looked at the childishness shown by the little novice monk, and she obviously trusted Chu Junhui more than he was now an adult.

"Hey -" Chu Jun waved his hand back, "If there is a problem, I will take care of it, so that the donor will not worry."

What could go wrong?

There are no monsters or ghosts in this world. Even if there are, they are caused by the human heart.

Chu Junhui's eyes were filled with whiteness. He took a serious look at the coffin, and his eyebrows curved slightly.

"Mrs. Wang, how did your son get there?"

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