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356, rent Dongfu
The bearded man was holding his companion and he cried. //Bich House
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The strange song screamed at this tall man who was crying miserably, and the strange feeling was even worse. What is the relationship between these two people? The distinct personality is very different, but the feelings are excellent, and what are the rules?
The great man cried for a while, saw the strange songs, and wiped his face with frustration: "The predecessors want to kill and kill, it is our first offense to the predecessors, falling into this situation only blame us for not obeying the commandments."
The strange song squinted and watched the big man not talking.
After a while, this big man saw that she didn't mean to do it. She looked up at her and couldn't understand it: "Predecess..."
"You are a Buddha?" asked a strange song.
In the eyes of this big man, he hesitated and paused. He finally nodded. "Yes, the younger generation is a Buddhist monk..."
Sure enough. In the cloud, the Buddhas are different from the monks, who have stricter precepts. However, she felt quite strange, and the wretched man was gone. This big man clearly hangs the commandments in his heart, why did he stop the passers-by with him?
"You are both a Buddhist practitioner, why do you pretend to be a Taoist, and still robbery here? I am the first person you robbed?"
Upon hearing this question, the big man was silent. After a while, he smiled bitterly: "Predecessors, this is my secret, it is decided not to say anything. You are indeed the first person we robbed, we hired a child. Selling maps at the transmission array. If someone is fancy, he asks him to sell the map of his hands and feet to the person... Who knows, the first one we look at, we really can't live."
Having said that, he sighed: "Predecessors, you have to kill and kill, I have nothing to say."
But he closed his eyes and waited for a long time, just waiting for a strange song: "Where is the Ling family going?"
The big man opened his eyes and stared blankly at the strange song: "You... don't kill me?"
The strange song looked at him, his face was calm, and he repeated it again: "Where is the Ling family going?"
"Over there..." He pointed to the road on the right.
Nodded in a strange song, turned and left.
"Predecessor?" The big man shouted behind her.
The strange song stopped, his eyes cold: "Why, want me to kill you?"
Dahan hurriedly shook his head and said: "That day."
The strange song smiled: "Do you still want to go back?"
"..." The big man was silent, knowing that he was insulting. They stopped the road and robbed and grabbed the head of the seniors. The people didn't kill him. It was good. How could he return the magic weapon to him?
However, if he loses his life, he will not want everything. But now, the younger brother is dead, and the net is lost. He has left a life... How can he be worthy of respect?
No, he can't just go down like this, at least go back and go back to Baifu Mountain to look at the back of the strange song and turn away. The big man's gaze is getting more and more eager. (www.biqiwu.com
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Wu's pinyinTurning back to the right path, the strange songs took the gold net from the sleeve and looked at it carefully. This net is made up of unknown gold wire, which is delicate and light as nothing. The spiritual power attached to it is very weird, and it is very different from the aura of the monk. Is it Buddha power?
Thinking for a while, she shook her head and threw the gold net into the Qiankun bag and continued on.
In fact, if she wanted to know the inside story, she could apply the method of searching for the soul to this big man. However, this is not a big deal, and it is not necessary. For her now, this is a small matter, hate the wretched man, kill it, don't want to kill the beard, then don't kill. What are the consequences, don't have to think about it, and with strength, many problems are no longer problems.
Going up the road on the right, after a short time, I saw a courtyard in front of a white stone. At the entrance of the courtyard, there were several low-level refining monks guarding the door. If there were visiting monks, they would talk to them.
When the strange songs approached, someone immediately greeted them: "This predecessor, is it to rent Dongdong?"
Nobody’s song nodded: “Not bad.”
The man immediately said: "Please come with me."
Followed by the refining monk into the courtyard, into a room, this room looks like an ordinary study, dressed up with Xuan Qingmen's deacon, with a large table and a building The base monk did not move on the table, holding the bottle in his hand and the alcohol in a room.
The refining monk who led the strange song into the door saw her brow unconsciously jumped and jumped forward, and pushed the Zhuji monk who seemed to be drunk: "Two uncles, two uncles"
After a while, the monk moved and did not lift his head. He was dissatisfied: "What?"
This refining monk accompanied the laughter: "Two uncles, there are predecessors of the foundation to rent Dongfu."
After a while, the monk finally reacted, rubbed his eyes, stretched out and put his gaze on the strange song.
Seeing a strange song is a young woman, this person slightly converged the madness, said: "This Taoist friend to rent a hole?"
Tiange calmly responded. The Ling family's monk looks very young, probably only thirty years old, with short hair and ruddy complexion. It is a pity that it is too shameless to look at it.
The monk glanced at her again and pointed to the chair opposite him: "Please sit down."
The strange song looked at the dark blue robe of his cuffs, looked at the chair again, hesitated, and sat carefully.
Seeing her look, the monk probably felt embarrassed, his face reddish, and rolled up his sleeves.
"I don't know what kind of Dongfu do you want to rent?"
Unfamiliar sings: "Under the next to the snow city, I don't know what is different about the Dongfu rented by your house. Please tell your friends."
"Oh, this way," the monk nodded, took a reel from the case, reached for a spread, and spread it.
This scroll is huge and almost covered with a whole
A tabletop with the shape of a mountain on it, you can see the map of this white stone mountain. Between the rocks, there are many circles. These circles are large and small, different in color, white, blue, green, and purple, some are hooked, some are not.This Lingjia monk said: "Our Ling House's Dongfu is divided into four kinds according to the aura. Purple is the most intense aura, green is unsatisfactory, blue is slightly worse, white is only a meager aura. The size of the circle, expressed It is the size of Dongfu. There are only three stone rooms in the small cave house. The medium-sized cave house is all available. The cultivation room, the spirit room, the alchemy room, and the medicine garden have nothing to do. The large Dongfu not only has these, but also the disciples. Practice room. The price, of course, the bigger the more expensive."
Speaking of this, the monk looked up and looked at the strange song: "Does a friend be a person?"
"Not bad."
"If the Taoist friend is a person, don't use too much, choose small or medium-sized."
Desperate the song, deny, agree: "What is the price of the difference in aura?"
The monk did not answer and ask: "Does the friend live for a long time or a break?"
The strange song thought for a moment and said: "Maybe live for a few months, maybe a year or two."
"That is not long or short." The monk was indulged, and then said, "Daoyou, we rent a hole in the daily rent and annual rent, if the daily rent, it is three times higher than the annual rent, if you want to live four If you are renting more than a month, you can rent it on a daily basis."
"Well..." The strange song took a moment to think about it. "Then rent it every year."
The monk nodded: "On the basis of the medium-sized calculation, the annual rent, the purple gas house is four hundred spirits a year, the green gas cave house is 280, the blue gas cave house is one hundred and five, and the white gas cave house is only thirty." He quickly I looked at the strange songs and said, "The Taoist friend is a master of the building. It is quite high, not to say purple. I want to come to the Green Cave House and the Blue Gas Cave House."
Motian sings: "One hundred and eighty-one, one hundred and five, one year, is this price not low?" Even if it is a white gas house, 30 years old, ordinary gas refining monks can not afford to rent, I want her to be her In the cloud school, only five pieces of stone in a month.
This Lingjia monk laughed and said: "Don't miss the Xiaofu's Dongfu, even if it is a white gas cave, it is much better than other places in Tianxuecheng, plus the function of Bailingshi. The city is going to be such a hole, but it is hard to find."
This is not a false statement. It is said that it is better in the Arctic Island. The small courtyard of the inn, a stone of the day, has more than 300 pieces a year, and the aura is just general. The strange songs come along this road, only that the spirit here is also general, can be matched with the white Lingshi, even if it is in the middle.
"Well," said the stranger. "I want a little blue-dong, a small one, how many Lingshi?"
The Ling family monk heard this and slightly glanced at her, but did not say anything: "Eighty years a year."
This price is also affordable for ordinary monks. The strange song nodded. Take a small bag of Lingshi from the Qiankun bag, hand it over and pour it on the table: "This is a year's rent."
The Lingjia monk glanced at him with a smack of sleeves and only a few pieces of Lingshi on the table.
The strange songs looked down, a little unexpected, she did not count, just touched a rough number, this monk just swept this way, actually counted out?Received Lingshi, this Lingjia master said: "Well, where to live, the Taoist friends to see it, no tick is currently unoccupied, you can choose."
The strange song looked down at the scroll and finally chose a small blue circle in the corner: "Just here."
The Lingjia monk nodded, and the fingertips aura gathered. He clicked a little on the blue circle, and the blue light appeared on it, and a hook appeared. Then, he took out a jade card from the Qiankun bag, applied a spell, and handed it over: "This is the Dongfu token, and the Taoist friend collects it."
The strange song was taken over: "Thank you."
The Lingjia monk waved his hand and shouted: "Xiaoshun, come over"
The low-ranking monks who had previously led the strange song into the Dongfu rushed in: "Two uncles."
This monk pointed to the strange song: "Take her to the Xuanzi No. 23 Dongfu."
The low-ranking monks turned to the strange songs, "Predecessors please."
The strange song came out of the house and saw that the Lingjia monk picked up the bottle and shook his head. The monks in this world have such good wines.
When she walked away, the Lingjia monk held the bottle and rubbed his nose. He said to himself: "There are so many treasures on the body, but only live in the blue gas cave, but also small, really stingy..." Live this site
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