Chapter 64 Different Sophora Trees in the Backyard
In Liu Xu's view, Xu Bai is the kind who doesn't take the hard way. Unless he wants to do it, no one can talk about it.
For example, the last time the magistrate Zhang and Lin Fu were killed, it was Xu Bai who wanted to do it himself, so he did it.
But now Wuhua says that there is a third way to change, and she swears.
Yes Liuxu is very curious about what method Wuhua will use.
Wu Hua stretched out a finger, and said something that couldn't be more vulgar: "Cai!"
Money?
Even though Catkin was wearing a veil, she could still feel the corners of her mouth twitching.
She never expected that Wuhua would give this answer.
One word.
—vulgar!
Is this something that can be solved with money?
If it can be solved with money, then it is not a problem.
"The wealth that the monk mentioned refers to a large category. As long as you can pay enough, then someone will be tempted." Wu Hua took out an object from her arms and said.
Liu Xu looked over.
This is a book without a cover, and there is no writing on the surface.
There are creases on the pages of the book, and the creases are very deep. It is obvious that it has been turned over many times.
"This is..." Liu Xu frowned slightly.
"The current abbot of the King Kong Temple copied Buddhist scriptures by hand when he was young. Although they are ordinary Buddhist scriptures, they are manuscripts." Wuhua explained: "The little monk obtained this Buddhist scripture from the Buddhist scripture pavilion because of a mission and a reward from the King Kong Temple. .”
As she spoke, Wu Hua stroked the scriptures with her hands, with an expression of resignation.
But in Liu Xu's eyes, this expression is not worth mentioning.
"I heard that the current director of the King Kong Temple is unknown in the King Kong Temple. Copying Buddhist scriptures is a hobby. When he was young, he had already copied more than 8,000 copies. You can't fool me." Liu Xu said contemptuously.
Some things, if there are too many, are worthless.
Wu Hua froze.
"This is different! When the host was young, he only copied every Buddhist scripture once. Although it was unknown at that time, it is now a lonely copy!" He argued.
Liu Xu chuckled: "Make it up, keep making it up, King Kong Temple has fallen into the world of mortals, I understand you too, some precepts of monks are useless to you."
Wu Hua was dejected, and stopped arguing, and said weakly: "But the little monk is poor and poor, and only this is the only one. This scripture is really a treasure for those who love Buddhism."
He is a disciple of King Kong Temple, but he really has no money.
Jian Tiansi paid a lot of salary, but based on his understanding of Xu Bai, Xu Bai really would not take risks for money.
He has no choice, this is the only way.
"Maybe you can try it. Xu Bai's ideas are different from others. He seems to like Buddhism very much." Liu Xu walked back and forth, and stopped after a while.
"I think so too. I'll be there tomorrow morning." Wu Hua regained her spirits.
Give something, don't care about the price, but care about what you like.
Liu Xu walked to the door: "Remember to tell me if you succeed."
After finishing speaking, he left directly.
The room fell into silence again, Wuhua was pinching the Buddhist scriptures, thinking about what to say tomorrow.
…
Into the night.
Xu Bai was lying on the bed, quite bored.
There are still many days before the bookstore replaces new books.
During this time, he fell into a situation where there was no progress bar.
To be honest, the liver progress bar is very boring, but once you get used to it, you will become more addicted to it.
Now that he suddenly has nothing to do, he feels bored instead.
"Well, there must be a way. If there is no one in Sheng County, then look for it elsewhere." Xu Bai thought with his hands behind his head.
At present, there are only bookstores in Sheng County, at least on the surface.
If this continues, he will have to visit Sheng County, and come back to the bookstore every month.
Thinking about this, Xu Bai felt that this plan was feasible.
"Find time to go out and try. Anyway, the Escort Bureau is fine. After going out, just let Liu Er make up his mind."
"By the way, I have been busy for a few days and forgot about the locust tree."
He turned over and sat up, thinking about the locust tree.
Just as he turned over, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
At this time, the night is already late, and the bodyguards are all going home, how could there be anyone?
The sound was like the sound of friction on the ground without lifting your feet when walking.
Xu Bai stood up, picked up the ghost knife next to the bed, went to the window, and quietly opened the window a crack.
Outside the window, the small courtyard was unusually quiet, with nothing but moonlight.
The noise he heard just now cannot be hallucinations.
Xu Bai frowned slightly, quietly pulled out the ghost knife, and held it in his hand.
"Sand... sand..."
The sound of friction sounded again, and he turned around and backed away. At the same time, he pushed the window open with his backhand, aiming the long knife at the window.
Outside the window, there was nothing.
The rustling sound still came, and it was getting closer.
Xu Bai didn't go out, but picked up the stool in the room with the ghost knife and threw it out the door.
The stool fell to the ground, and Gu Lulu rolled a long way without any abnormality.
At this moment, the rustling sound stopped.
In Xu Bai's line of sight, there was a trace of blackness outside the window.
"hair?"
With Xu Bai's current strength, he can clearly see that it is black hair, and it is moving upwards.
Black hair, forehead, eyes...
As it slowly moved upwards, a head appeared in midair.
With disheveled hair, round eyes and round stools, the neck is empty and bleeding.
Those eyes were emotionless, full of coldness and gloom.
"Magistrate Zhang?" Xu Bai frowned.
This head looks exactly like County Magistrate Zhang, and it is the appearance of County Magistrate Zhang before his death.
"It's become weird?" Xu Bai looked at Magistrate Zhang's head and thought to himself.
After death, there is a chance that people will turn into weirdness, which is the origin of the weirdness of the Great Chu Kingdom.
Seeing this ferocious head floating in the air at this moment, Xu Bai subconsciously thought of something strange.
The head just floated in mid-air, staring at Xu Bai with that extremely weird eyes, dancing up and down from time to time, but did not come in.
At this moment, Xu Bai suddenly felt that there was something more in his mind, but it was not too obvious.
He looked down at the ghost knife in his hand, and slowly figured out what was too much just now.
—It was a stream of consciousness.
A consciousness independent of his own consciousness is confusing his mind, causing him to have an emotion, telling him that he killed Zhang County Magistrate, he feels guilty, and he should pay for his life.
Guilty?
Pay for life?
exist?
does not exist.
This is the ability to confuse people, but he has the ability to turn things upside down.
In the past few days, in addition to exchanging Dharma with Wuhua, I would also ask Wuhua about weird monsters from time to time.
When people die, they will turn into weirdness, which is ordinary weirdness.
When a strange person dies, there is also a chance of turning into a strange person, and it may even have the ability of life.
If this county magistrate died, he should have the ability of a scholar, so how could it be this kind of confusing ability?
"The ability to confuse?" Xu Bai looked over County Magistrate Zhang's head, and looked at the locust tree in the backyard: "Finally, you have some movement."
The long knife slashed across, and the moonlight shone on the light of the knife, making it extremely cold.
The head floating in mid-air disappeared instantly when it met the knife light.
Xu Bai performed the Si Xun movement technique, and the figure was like a ghost, and he had already arrived in the backyard.
He rubbed the blade with his fingers and smiled: "Let me see, what kind of thing are you, dare to make trouble on my territory."
(end of this chapter)