Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 563 Cross Slope

Yan Xu came down the mountain, still following his own will. One day, he came to the foot of Mount Wutai and saw a ray of Buddha light that was not yet emitted. Five hundred Buddhist disciples were chanting, chanting, "Go away, go away, go away."
"How stingy." Yan Xu shook his head. He didn't want to make himself look bad. He just stopped for a while at the foot of the mountain.

While drinking tea, Yan Xu's gaze lingered for a moment on the blacksmith shop nearby.

"Master, what do you want to make?" Li Ji drank a large bowl of tea, followed the master's line of sight, and asked.

"No need. Those bald guys are very stingy." Yan Xu put down the teacup, smiled, and then called Li Ji to continue on their way.

Not long after Yan Xu left, Elder Zhizhen of Mount Wutai chanted "Amitabha" and asked the 500 monks in the temple to continue chanting, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When the old monk escaped from Waguan Temple, Yan Xu's appearance spread throughout the Buddhist community, which is why Elder Zhizhen felt he was facing a formidable enemy.

At this time, Buddhism has already determined that this person is a variable between heaven and earth, because no one can figure out his background.

Fortunately, what this Taoist did did not have any significant impact on the subsequent situation. As for the minor frictions before, just pretend not to see them. Otherwise, what else could he do? Would he summon the Four Vajras and the Eight Arhats to launch a righteous beating?
Not to mention how much the price will be, the Taoist sect alone will not sit idly by. Once they get involved, it will no longer be up to them to decide when it will end.

Moreover, this Taoist is proficient in thunder magic, which not only has the shadow of the Five Thunders Law of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, but also the flavor of Maoshan. If he offends these two families at once, even the Buddhist sect will have to think carefully about whether it is worth it.

Therefore, it is best not to fight if possible. Buddhism is a peaceful place, so how can we start a war casually? What's more, the evil star predicted by Buddhism is about to arrive, so we must not create trouble at this critical moment.

It's like trying to hit a wolf with a stick, but both ends are afraid of it. Elder Zhizhen doesn't want to have a conflict, and Yan Xu doesn't want to provoke a bunch of bald donkeys who bite people fiercely, so the two sides avoid each other perfectly. It depends on whose method is more sophisticated.

Counting the days, Lu Zhijie must have already killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches and started to run away. The day when he becomes Lu Zhishen is not far away. No wonder the monks in Mount Wutai are so sensitive. They react so strongly to the slightest provocation.

"I first joined the old General Zhong Jinglüe and became the inspector of the five routes in Guanxi. It's no wonder that I'm called the Zhen Guanxi. You're a butcher who sells meat and you're a dog. You're also called the Zhen Guanxi! How did you deceive Jin Cui Lian?"

Lu Tingjie's words, coupled with the three punches to wake him up, officially marked the beginning of his destiny.

Leaving the unconscious Zhen Guanxi behind, he returned to his place and hurriedly packed some clothes, money, valuables and silver. He threw away his old and heavy clothes, picked up a short stick that reached his eyebrows, and ran out of the south gate. He happened to meet Shi Jin and Li Zhong who were also leaving the city gate with their luggage.

"The deputy commander is in such a hurry, is there something urgent on his mind?"

Shi Jin and Li Zhong looked at each other, knowing that their master/master might have guessed it right again. While feeling awe in their hearts, they also followed what they had agreed upon when they came here, and Shi Jin spoke first.

"It's so unlucky. That Zhen Guanxi has such a big name, but he is a piece of shit that can't stand a beating. He caused me to have to go to court, and no one brings me food. I'd better leave early." Lu Tingjie spat and said.

"Zhen Guanxi bullies men and women, he deserves this disaster. I really regret not going with the captain, so that he can take a few punches from me." Shi Jin was not lying, he really thought so, so he said.

"Why don't you come with us to Shaohua Mountain to practice martial arts every day, compete with each other in spears and sticks, drink big bowls of wine, and eat big mouthfuls of meat? Wouldn't that be happy?" As soon as you heard this, you could tell how simple-minded Shi Jin was, but it also made him seem more sincere, because fools don't lie.

Lu Zhijie shook his head. He liked Shi Jin's generosity, but felt that his background was a little strange. At the same time, he did not want the lawsuit to implicate the two of them, so he insisted on leaving.

"When you are away from home, everything is difficult. It's better to have some money with you." Seeing that Lu Tingjie was determined to leave, Li Zhong interrupted Shi Jin's persuasion, took out three large silver ingots, weighing thirty taels, from the package, and stuffed them into the other's hands.

"Brother Li is the one who has thought it through carefully." Shi Jin slapped his forehead, took out all the silver and stuffed it into the hands of Lu Zhijie, and said without waiting for him to refuse.

"The two of us are about to return to Shaohua Mountain. We don't have so much silver. It would be nice if you could take us with you on the way and buy some wine and meat." Tijie Lu was a generous person. Upon hearing this, he did not delay any longer. He kept this favor in his heart, clasped his hands together, and walked away with his whistle in his hand.

After watching the other party leave, Shi Jin, who was about to start his return journey, suddenly said a little embarrassedly.

"This mountain is really interesting. I even met a man like Lu Zhijie. I heard from Brother Li Ji how great Dean Dai is. Why don't we have some fun and meet some more heroes before returning to the mountain?"

Li Zhong was speechless. Unlike Shi Jin, who seemed very excited about his first trip, he preferred the stable life in Shaohua Mountain after years of wandering around the world. However, Shi Jin was his master's disciple, so it was difficult to refuse him.
Touching the bag of gold leaves in his arms, Li Zhong secretly thought that the master was really prescient. He knew that Shi Jin would definitely not want to go back early after coming down the mountain, so he gave him more money. Otherwise, he would not return to the mountain and would travel around. He couldn't rob people without money.

"The journey back is not short. Let's change the route and walk a little further to see the scenery. When we are tired, we can go back to the mountain." Li Zhong sighed and said while carrying the machete.

Shi Jin didn't say much. He put his arm around Li Zhong's shoulder and changed the way he walked.

But Yan Xu rode a cow over the ridge and saw from afar a dozen thatched houses at the foot of the slope and a wine curtain hanging from a willow tree beside the stream. He immediately said.

“What a vicious place.”

Li Ji, who was standing by, did not understand what he meant. After all, in his eyes, it was just a rural inn, a black shop at most. How could it deserve such a harsh remark from the master?
Yan Xu was a little hesitant at this time. If we were to say who was the most cruel and evil in Water Margin, apart from Song Jiang, it would be the couple Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener, and Sun Erniang, the female demon. They really treated people like sheep and slaughtered and cooked them, and even sold them to passers-by to eat. All the perverted murderers in Hong Kong movies combined could not kill as many people as these two. It was too cruel to describe them.

The most terrifying thing is that after doing these evil things, the two of them had no psychological burden at all.

In addition, Lu Zhishen and Wu Song also appeared here one after another and connected the subsequent plot, so not only these two people cannot be killed, but even this black shop where countless corpses are buried cannot be burned down, which makes Yan Xu very unhappy.

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"Let's go and take a look at this Yaksha couple." Yan Xu flicked his whisk and said with a sneer.

It was the first time that Li Ji saw the master so angry. He didn't dare to say anything and walked in front, leading the cow.

After going down the slope, the first thing I saw was a big tree. It was so big that four or five people couldn't hug it. There were dead vines entangled on it. It looked evil and desolate, as if hanged ghosts would fall from it at any time. It was definitely not a good place.

There was a hotel nearby. A woman was sitting by the window in front of the door, revealing her green gauze shirt. She had a yellow hairpin and some wild flowers in her hair. When she saw that it was a Taoist priest, she frowned, but her eyes lit up when she saw the huge cow.

With a plan in mind, the woman stood up to greet them before the two men reached the door.

The woman had a face covered in rouge and powder, and her chest was uncovered, revealing her pink gauze waist. However, there was a murderous look between her brows and a fierce light in her eyes; she did not look like a good person.

"Master, please take a rest for a while. Our family has seasonal vegetables and homemade vegetarian wine. If you want snacks, there are some big steamed buns." The woman bowed and said with a smile.

"Li Ji, let the cows go to the river to eat grass and drink water, and you follow me into the store." Yan Xu was unmoved by what the woman said. After instructing Li Ji, he walked into the store and sat down in front of the window.

A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, but her smile did not diminish. She went in and brought out three or five plates of fruit and vegetable snacks, put down two wine bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, and said.

"We also have homemade vegetarian wine in the store. Taoist Priest, please have a bowl to quench your thirst."

"I didn't come here to eat today, but to take a look at this shady shop. I heard people say that customers dare not pass by the big tree on the cross slope. The fat ones are made into steamed buns, and the thin ones are used to fill the river. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation. There is so much resentment and such a strong stench of corpses."

(End of this chapter)