At noon, Xia'er and Ao Xue rushed to Phoenix Mountain and helped Zhang Xiu count Qingxuguan's property.
Zhang Xiu was shocked when he took it. A mere mountain god had plundered more property than he had during his years as an official.
Thinking about the East China Sea Dragon Palace again, Zhang Xiu suddenly had the idea that I would no longer be a human being.
While she was sighing, Ao Xue quietly came over, took out a bag of gold leaves, and whispered: "This is what I secretly hid just now. I can help you hide it to use as private money, and go to a brothel to drink wine or something." .In exchange, you will help me with my homework in the future."
Zhang Xiu said with an upright face: "You are daydreaming, am I that kind of person?"
Ao Xue was startled when she heard this and wanted to discuss it further.
At this time, Xia'er put her hand on her head with a smile, stroked it gently, and said: "Ao Xuezhen has grown up and has learned to exchange conditions with others. In the future, I will not do anything because of your mistakes. You will be punished for copying the book."
When Ao Xue heard this, she immediately became excited: "Is it true, you won't punish me for copying books anymore?!"
Xia'er nodded sincerely: "You have grown up, and it's time for you to taste what it's like to be beaten."
Ao Xue: "@#￥%￥#@......"
After a while, the sound of a spanking sounded, and at the same time, there was Ao Xue's heart-rending wail.
After beating the child, Xia'er put her back on the ground and asked Zhang Xiudao: "Ms. Gong, has the golden cymbal king escaped?"
Zhang Xiu nodded: "I escaped back to the spirit world. I couldn't find the entrance for a long time. I have to find someone to lead the way."
Just like the City God who lives in the underworld, the Mountain God also has his own spiritual world.
Unless one knows the method leading to the spiritual world, those who do not know how to do it will never be able to find the entrance to the spiritual world.
Xia'er thought for a while and said, "My lord, please wait a moment. I'll go to the nearby temple to ask."
After saying that, Teng Yun rode the mist and headed down the mountain.
At the same time, King Jinbo was pacing back and forth in the hall of the spiritual world, thinking hard about how to deal with Zhang Xiu.
After walking back and forth for a long time, a vixen in scantily clad clothes came up with an idea: "His Holiness, that Taoist priest is great, why don't you invite friends and experts to come and help?"
King Jinbo's eyes lit up, he caught the vixen and kissed her, then laughed and said: "Haha, my beauty is not only beautiful, but also smart in mind. I didn't let you hurt me in vain!"
"In the Cuiping Mountain not far away, there is a nest of vixens who have transformed into Taoism. They have great magical powers and often interact with me. Maybe they are related to you!"
The vixen said in surprise: "What the Dharma King said is about Old Mrs. Xin's family? I heard that Mr. Xin has practiced Taoism for two thousand years, and I don't dare to be related to his family."
Dharma King Jin Bo said confidently: "Why don't you dare? After I deal with that stinky Taoist priest, I will treat Mr. Xin to a banquet and ask him to recognize you as his goddaughter!"
The vixen leaned into the arms of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King with a moved expression: "Thank you so much for your love, I will never forget you!"
King Jinbo pushed her away gently and said, "Don't worry, beauty, just wait here for my good news!"
After saying that, he turned into a ball of golden light and disappeared into the hall. The next moment, he came to Cuiping Mountain and appeared at the entrance of a courtyard.
Looking at the several simple wooden houses in the yard, His Holiness Jin Bo showed disgust. Then he calmed down his expression, put on a smiling face, knocked on the door and shouted: "Mr. Xin, His Holiness Jin Bo is here to see you!"
The door of the house opened, and Mr. Xin, who was dressed as an old man, came out. When he saw the Dharma King Jin Bo, he greeted him with a smile and said: "The Dharma King Jin Bo is here. Your noble feet are on the humble ground, and your hair is shining brightly!"
Jin Bo Dharma King frowned slightly, not understanding his refined words. He forced a smile and came into the room to sit down. When the tea was served, he got straight to the point: "Old Master Xin, I have something to say directly. I am here this time, I want you to come out and help me deal with a stinky Taoist priest!"
Mr. Xin was surprised: "How can a Taoist priest be so powerful that you can't even defeat him?"
He knew the skills of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King. He had cultivated for more than a thousand years and held the Golden Cymbal magic weapon. Ordinary monsters with two thousand years of Taoism were no match for him.
It can make the King of Golden Cymbals cripple. Could it be that some god has reincarnated and descended to earth?
Jinbo Dharma King thought of Zhang Xiu and couldn't help but gnashed his teeth: "That stinking Taoist priest, I entertained him with good wine and food, but who would have thought that he actually fell in love with my Taoist temple, took it by force, and almost injured me !”
"I can't swallow this breath, so I'm here to ask you to help me!"
Mr. Xin stroked his beard and said, "If what you say is true, this Taoist priest has indeed gone too far. I will go with you to find out what happened and ask him for an explanation."
King Jinbo was overjoyed and said: "So, thank you very much, Mr. Xin! If you can take back the Taoist temple, I will definitely thank you very much!"
King Jinbo was afraid that he would change his mind, so he didn't drink the tea and took him to the gate of the Taoist temple.
At this time, Zhang Xiu had already moved away all the things that could be sold in the Taoist temple. Seeing the Taoist temple in tatters with no tiles left in front of him, Mr. Xin was in a daze for a while: "His Holiness, you just said that the Taoist priest was looking Attended your Taoist temple?"
This dilapidated Taoist temple in front of me, I wish it would be destroyed by a light rain, and even this dilapidated house was robbed. That Taoist priest must be crazy because of his poverty!
King Jinbo was also a little confused. He looked around and murmured: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. My Taoist temple should be here..."
At this time, Zhang Xiu, who heard the commotion, walked out with Ao Xue. When he saw Old Mrs. Xin, he couldn't help but show a surprised smile: "Hey, isn't this Old Mrs. Xin!"
When Mr. Xin saw Zhang Xiu, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the hands in his sleeves trembled slightly. Then, he turned stiffly and asked Jin Bo Dharma King with a cold face: "Jin Bo Dharma King, I I haven’t offended you before, have I?”
Dharma King Jin Bo said without understanding: "No, how could you ask such a question?"
Old Mr. Xin was so angry that he said: "If that's the case, then why do you want to harm me!! Do you know that even the King of Hell would be so scared that he would close the gates of hell all night long when he saw him!"
King Jinbo frowned and looked at Old Man Xin suspiciously.
It's such an exaggeration. Could it be that this old fox conspired with the smelly Taoist priest to scare him and defraud him of his property?
When he was full of doubts, Mr. Xin had already turned against him and explained to Zhang Xiu sincerely: "Mr. Zhang, I was deceived by his sweet words. I definitely didn't mean to go against you. For the sake of me, I have an 8,000-year-old mother. , for the sake of my eight-month-old daughter, please spare me this time."
Zhang Xiu took a breath: "We haven't seen each other for a few years, and you gave birth to another child?"
Mr. Xin said with a look of shame: "Not one, but ten. Their names have all been ranked up to Xin Si Niang."
Zhang Xiu: "@#￥%￥#@......"
If the Red Cross Fuwan doesn’t ask you to be its spokesperson, it’s their loss!
(End of chapter)
