The statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch found Qin Shaoyou looking at it and looked away again.
Qin Shaoyou was keenly aware of this scene.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Is this a guilty conscience? Are you always guilty of a guilty conscience?"
Unfortunately, the statue of Jiutian Demon Patriarch ignored him.
On the other hand, Monk Ma on the side vaguely heard him muttering, but did not hear the content clearly.
So he came up to him out of curiosity and asked, "Sir, what are you talking about?"
"It's okay." Qin Shaoyao glanced at the lost Zhu Xiucai and others, and said: "The ghost in the painting has been destroyed by the ancestor. Don't just stand here stupidly. Go back and rest."
At the same time, he made a decision to find an opportunity to try the Jiutian Demon Patriarch Statue to see if it could eat demons and ghosts.
If you want to eat it, you can leave a portion for it when you eat monsters in the future.
As the saying goes, eat people's soft lips and take soft hands.
If the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch ate the food given by him, Qin Shaoyou, he would definitely be embarrassed to target him again.
And by keeping the relationship well, if he encounters troublesome demons in the future, he can return to the Demon Suppression Division and move out the statue of the founder of Jiutian Demon Demon to help.
No loss at all!
Qin Shaoyou imagined that he would throw the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch in front of the demon and let it go to help fight the front, while he, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others, would cheer for him and wait for an opportunity to attack...
Seems pretty good?
That is to say, the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch does not know what Qin Shaoyou is thinking at this moment, otherwise it is possible to set fire to him.
At the same time, Zhu Xiucai and all the warriors were dejected and prepared to go back to Datongpu to sleep.
I originally thought that tonight, everyone would be able to hug each other with soft jade and warm fragrance, but in the end, they still had to be men.
This huge gap made Zhu Xiucai and the other warriors feel unable to get better.
While walking, Xu Lishi suddenly remembered something.
He slapped his thigh suddenly and said with a smile on his face: "We are not the only paintings that Shen Bin sold. Since it is confirmed that he can control the ghosts in the paintings, the paintings he sold must be confiscated. of……"
Xu Lishi hadn't finished speaking yet, but all the Lishis had already understood what he meant.
People who were originally downcast raised their heads in excitement.
"Yes, how could I forget this?"
"We will set off early tomorrow morning to collect the paintings sold by Shen Bin."
"This time I can no longer guard the ghost in the painting in the Demon Suppression Department... I have to get a room in an inn or rent a yard."
The warriors talked to each other, vying for advice on how to become the undead knight.
When Qin Shaoyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: What kind of group of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks are under my hands?
Zhu Xiucai and the other warriors soon returned to Datongpu, intending to take a good rest and recharge their batteries for tomorrow's action.
Monk Ma was in no hurry to go back.
He stood at the spot where the ghost was burned in the painting, clasped his hands, plucked his rosary beads, and recited scriptures about salvation in a low voice.
Qin Shaoyou returned to Datongpu, and instead of going to bed in a hurry, he picked up the gourd containing Duhua tea, got up and went out, went straight to the lobby, and stood in front of the statue of Jiutiandang Mo Patriarch.
The eyes of the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch slowly moved, looking down at him, as if asking: What do you want to do?
Qin Shaoyou raised his head and looked at the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch for a moment.
Then he stretched out his hand, picked up the bowl with the offering fruit on the table, took out the offering fruit and put it aside, unplugged the gourd, and poured the Duhua tea into the bowl.
After doing this, Qin Shaoyou took out three more incense sticks and lit them.
While he was offering incense, he whispered: "Master, please see if it tastes good and if you like it. If it's okay, if I have a bite to eat in the future, it will be yours."
The statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch just looked down at him without any other reaction.
However, after Qin Shaoyou inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner, the incense not only did not go out, but also burned well.
After offering tea and offering incense, Qin Shaoyou left in no hurry.
He wanted to see how this statue would react when faced with demons, ghosts and delicacies.
If you want to eat it, how will you eat it?
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch.
The amount of tea placed on the offering table has not decreased.
"Are you always embarrassed to eat and drink in front of me? That's fine, I'll avoid it, but you should use it slowly."
Qin Shaoyou was not in the mood to continue spending time with the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch. After muttering this, he turned and left.
When he returned to Datongpu, Zhu Xiucai and all the warriors were already asleep.
Some of them were grinding their teeth, some were snoring, and some were mumbling in their sleep.
Monk Ma also came back, but he didn't go to bed yet. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed and recited scriptures silently.
"Monk, you should go to bed early." Qin Shaoyou nodded to him and whispered instructions, then climbed up to the empty seat specially made for him, lay down and closed his eyes, assuming the position of Wuji Hunyuan lying down.
After adjusting his breathing, he practiced this set of mind-training techniques and entered a state that seemed to be asleep but not sleepy.
The Bodhi rosary worn on Qin Shaoyou's wrist emitted a faint light at this time, which enhanced Wuji Hunyuanwo's practice.
Monk Ma next to him saw this scene and said "Amitabha" softly.
That night, Qin Shaoyou had a good rest and practiced well.
Under the dual effects of the Wuji Hunyuan Sleeping and the Bodhi Rosary, the snoring, sleep talking and teeth grinding sounds of the warriors in Datongpu did not affect him.
Even the foot odor is not as bad as it used to be.
As usual, Qin Shaoyou got up early.
He got out of bed quietly, put on his shoes and walked out of the big bunk without disturbing his sleeping men.
After sweating on the school grounds and doing some morning exercises, Qin Shaoyou came out yawning when he saw Xu Baan and others who had been in the torture room all night.
Qin Shaoyou asked from a distance: "Brother Xu, how was the trial? Did Shen Bin plead guilty?"
"Brother Shaoyou, are you doing morning exercises again?"
Xu Ba'an walked over and was a little disappointed when he saw that there was no bucket beside him.
Qin Shaoyou saw his expression, and several black lines appeared on his forehead. He wanted to ask him: What are you disappointed about? If you want to drink water, bring it yourself. Don’t you think that the bucket of water you drank before was a bit salty?
Fortunately, Xu Ba'an didn't know this, otherwise I wouldn't know what his expression was.
After greeting Qin Shaoyou, Xu Baan said seriously:
"That kid Shen Bin couldn't withstand the torture at all. Before we even finished using all our methods, he used all our methods. Guess what? He actually died half a year ago. It was all thanks to that paintbrush that he changed. He became a living corpse and has survived to this day..."
