Copper Coins

The two shop juniors led the grandfather of Yemen to the root of the inn's wall. They restrained their fingers and pointed a window on the second floor, lowering their voices: "Master, this is the room."

Both of them are waiting for people every day, so there is no problem in working hard--

The small ordinary people didn't know the deep meaning of the notice posted by the government, and they needed to pay special attention to their words. You can't whisper and say, "There is a monk back in our shop that looks exactly like the state teacher." In case of misunderstanding, it is offended by all three parties, and the eyes must be picked out and washed. But it ’s not easy to say, “There is a monk in the shop that looks like the one wanted by the four seas.” In case, is this monk really a teacher or something to do with him? To associate such a character with a wanted one, isn't he trying to clean up again?

The two shopkeepers thought twice and chose a compromise when they went to Yemen-there is a monk in our inn, which is quite unusual. As for the officials and grandfathers who knocked on the door, what they thought was "unusually unusual law" was not about them.

But even so, when the person leading the Yemen came to the wall root, the shop's second child was still a little hesitant.

Although the voice of the wall root was extremely low, Xue Xian, who was lying on the quilt, heard it clearly.

Surrounded again.

He was surrounded by the knockers again!

This bald donkey had a bad life, and he lost ground in three counties. Both of them provoked officials, and they were blocked directly by the door!

Fang Cai's inexplicable unhappiness had not been digested, Xue Xian turned over, took the back of his head and faced Xuan Mercy, and fell into the cycle of "three days, one small discomfort, and five days a big discomfort".

Xuan Mian's footsteps are always silent, but in terms of Xue Xian, the sense of existence is not low.

He could feel Hyun Mercy standing by the bed and staring down at him.

Xue Xian thought that he would just like Xuan Mian's temperament that didn't change for ten thousand years and didn't look at people's complexion. He came over to do one thing with saltiness-to collect the money he asked him to take away quickly.

Who knew that Xuan Merci hadn't moved, didn't touch his bedding, didn't go to get the money, but just stood beside the bed without saying a word.

"..."

What does it mean not to speak in this light?

Xue Xian frowned slightly. He is really not used to being watched so indifferently by others, just the others. He can rightly regard it as a piece of dust, or hit it with his hands, but this bald donkey is a little different. It was just impatient for ordinary people to look at him like this, but stared at by Xuan Mian, his entire back, along with his neck and shoulders, was extremely uncomfortable.

Dragon skin is going to be stiff ...

Endless? Something you say to this unlucky monk ...

Xue Xianwu stretched himself into a dragon stick in the nest formed by the quilt, his mumbles kept rolling, but there was no sound in his mouth.

The room was surprisingly quiet.

For a moment, the movement next door, the movement outside the window, and the movement outside the street all disappeared to Xue Xian, who had unusual ears, and he didn't realize that he was waiting to hear Xuan Mian's voice.

After all, standing like this for a long time without moving, always have to say something ... It's not unusual, it doesn't make sense to talk for so long. Is it to explain who you are looking for? Still have to say something else?

However, the gangsters at the corners of the windows were ready to go upstairs, but Xuan Merci didn't open his mouth.

"..." Xue Xian has been rushing into the earth several times in his heart: why didn't I kill you alive!

The extremely low voice of Wu Yi passed into Xue Xian's ears vaguely: "Look at your feet, don't make any noises, let's pick people from the front door of the room, you keep under the window, go!"

Xue Xian sneered, and said inwardly: You will go to the official prison once you hold on.

"You--" Xuan Merci finally opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his tone was indescribable. He heard Xue Xian's head stiffer.

Dignified, they just said a word, stiff! Profitable? !!

Xue Xian was silent even breathing, waiting for Xuan Merci to continue to say later. But the bald donkey in Tiansha said a word of "you" and was silent for a while.

Thanks to this ancestor, now he is not a dragon, otherwise he can't stand up and he can lift the house!

Wu Yi has entered the inn from the back door, but it seems to have been seen, still causing some movement.

Xue Xian heard the sudden rubbing of Xuan Mercen's robe, and it seemed that the sound turned to look at the door, only then the unclear atmosphere disappeared and it was completely stirred up.

This ancestor was inexplicably sullen, and planted his mind in the bedding nest, looking anxious to the point of being in the dark. He yelled in his heart: Regardless of whether you live or die, catch it, anyway, I have a way to get out.

However, white light had already appeared on the body.

Pedaling pedaling

Now that they have gone upstairs, the officials and men no longer cover their movements, and the sound of footsteps is urgent and heavy.

A group of squads under the window slammed, it seemed that the waist knives were all out of the sheath.

The gates and windows were blocked by sight.

The gangster who had turned upstairs was more active when approaching the door of the room, and drunk the second child who was waiting by the door.

At that instant, the person lying on the mattress was no longer in sight. A long black shadow protruded from the quilt, and it quickly grew and grew in the process of emptying.

boom--

The wall against which the bed abutted fell in response, exposing the stone-bound chicken Zhang and Lu Yanqi in the next room.

I didn't expect this ancestor to turn the dragon on the spot without hesitation, and Xuan Merci was a little stunned. When he returned to God, he already had a black coat on his hands-obviously the ancestor threw it over, and treated him as a slap Burrows the clothes to start.

The most speechless thing was that after the ancestor threw his clothes at him, he still remembered to pick up the gold beads and silver particles on the bed. The gold and silver goods rolled around its claws, and disappeared under the skin scales in a blink of an eye, not knowing where he was hiding.

Hyun Mercy: "..."

All the walls in the room were blown up, and it was impossible to hear the movement outside the door.

Just listen to a burst of drink: "Don't waste your time, you will be surrounded before and after, you can't escape if you stick your wings!"

Yuan yelled and banged on the door.

The moment the door opened, the leader still sneered and sneered, "In vain, you have the ability to lift the roof and fly out-"

The sarcastic voice came to an abrupt end.

At that moment, the squandering gangsters outside the room felt like they were dreaming ...

No, it must be dreaming.

The leading open mouth didn't have time to close, so he looked dullly at the black dragon in the room.

The black dragon was astonishingly large. The tail alone filled the room, the bed was half-collapsed, and a whole wall fell to the ground. The edges around it were neatly cut out with sharp blades.

But ... what sharp edge can cut a wall like tofu? !!

The leader of the battle saw that the black dragon had already lifted the roof of this room. Most of the body leaned to the outside and hung on the inclined eaves, pressing the half of the eaves to shake.

Just in this dry battle, with a grim expression, when he was at a loss, the black dragon suddenly bowed his head, and glanced at them with a narrow squint. Then a sharp claw tickled a short middle-aged man and a thin teenager silly in the house, and at the same time, a dragon head put a young monk wearing a white linen monk's clothing behind his back.

The black dragon's eyes passed casually over the heads of the crowd, and then there was a clear whistle and a glance at the predecessor.

Suddenly the storm surged, the faintly visible electric light flashed between the large clouds, and the whole gloomy sky was extinguished by the thunder and lightning, suddenly bright and dark. Thick thunder from far to near, from muffled to loud ...

Then, the long wind rose suddenly, and the tiger roared over.

At that moment, the black dragon was up in the wind, straight into the clouds, and the long black shadow was looming in the cloud curtain. After a few tumblings, it disappeared completely.

Regardless of those outside the room door or those waiting at the corner, all the militants, including all the shopkeepers present, the resident shopkeepers on both sides of the street, and even those who looked up at the sky at this moment, witnessed Long Tengyun The scene can't return to God for a long time.

The leading gangster did not even see the appearance of Xuan Merci, only remembering that his monk's clothes were white as clouds and snow.

The moment the black dragon went by the wind, when the gathered Changyun moved, it suddenly dropped heavy rain.

The rain was astonishing, and when it hit the face it was extremely cold, and the ice was very exciting.

This time, Wu Yi slowly came back to God, one of them murmured: "Really ... really lifted the roof ... flew out?"

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, and if it was springing, it was scary or frozen.

The leader of the military officer heard the words, his lips were awkward, and suddenly turned his face pale: "Let's ... we're here to catch that monk?"

The people behind him didn't respond, and uttered "ah" blankly, "Yeah ..."

"The heavenly ... yes, isn't it the dragon?" Said the leader sleepwalking again.

"Yes……"

"That monk, did you see it?" The leader looked at the cloud with a grimace again. "The monk flew away by dragon ..."

"Yes……"

They looked like a group of foxes, staring at the sky dumbfoundedly, except "Yes", as if they could not speak a second sentence. It wasn't until after a long while that their clothes were drenched by the cold rain, and they reacted violently--

Monk! Ride the Dragon!

Can a dragon like this be seen casually? !!

But the monk actually went to heaven with these gods, is that monk visible? !!

Everyone flashed an idea in their heads almost at the same time, and they looked at each other, looking at each other in horror, carefully, "Can it be ... Is it ... who is it?"

The monks who can guard the dragon, all over the country, they can only think of one person--

That mysterious teacher who never revealed his true appearance.

Sometimes, the rumors spread quickly, and just one night, the streets and lanes of Huazhi County spread wildly one thing-the state teacher appeared!

The inconspicuous inn suddenly opened its doors, and the two shopkeepers were interrogated by the government and again by the neighborhood.

It was only when Huazhi County was boiling against the sky that the monk and black dragon in question were heading upstream from a wild lake near Qingping County.

Stone Zhang and Lu Yanqi have not eased from the fright of heaven, floating on the lake like a corpse, and after being picked up ashore by Xuan Mian, their eyes are paralyzed for a long time and they can't say a word.

Jiang Shining was once again photographed as a piece of paper, sticking to a withered thatch on the bank and swaying in the wind, watching the distant pavilion as he rushed to Xuexue and said, "Ancestral, please change next time. Such an exciting way to land? "

Xue Xian raised his hand and pointed at the city gate in the distance, he said indifferently: "Anyway, it fell to the ground, but also saved the cost of carriage and horses. Look at the city gate, can the words above be recognized? Come, read to me, Qing-Ping --county--"

"I've taken you to the gate of your eldest sister. It's too nasty, do you want to face? Uh?"