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Immortal Master Chapter 112 The Poor Scholar

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    "Thank you Shenjun!" Jiao Yong gave a military salute: "A certain family will definitely train a ghost army for Shenjun!" He then whispered slightly: "Actually, Shenjun wants a ghost army right away, so there is no way.  "When Wen Fei heard this, he seemed to be a little embarrassed when he saw Jiao Yong saying this.  He couldn't help but wonder: "General Jiao just say what you want, why do you look like this?" Jiao Yong muttered for a long time, then said: "Actually, there are powerful ghosts imprisoned in the ghost prison, but those ghosts have offended the god  " "You mean those tooth soldiers?" Wen Fei blurted out, he had really forgotten those tooth soldiers in the Silver Spear Efficiency Festival.  Wen Fei felt hot in his heart when he thought of how powerful the ghost soldiers were in the Silver Spear Festival. However, too many things had happened recently. Wen Fei had forgotten all about these ghost soldiers, or thought they were all following that dead ghost city god.  It's over.  "These tooth soldiers have offended the Lord Shen, and they have all been thrown into prison I'm afraid the Lord Shen has a grudge" Jiao Yong couldn't help but whispered when he saw Wen Fei didn't speak for a long time.  Only then did Wen Fei come back to his senses and said with a smile: "There is no need for this. As the saying goes, eating the emperor's salary is the first thing to be loyal to the emperor. In the past, they listened to the city god and made things difficult for me, but it was only natural and right. I hope that in the future  They can also serve me honestly!" What he said was not very appropriate, but Jiao Yong was overjoyed when he heard it: "The Lord God is really magnanimous! But the former City God was killed by that guy Han Qi.  , you won¡¯t use meI will definitely train a powerful ghost army for the Lord of Gods and serve the Lord of Gods!" Wen Fei laughed.  He said: "Thank you for your hard work, General Jiao!" As he said that, the man flashed slightly and disappeared.  But the chickens have already begun to crow The monk's room is lonely.  Even in broad daylight, it seemed a bit damp and dim, and even the words couldn't be seen clearly.  Fortunately, the sun outside was nice. He Huan stood up with a wry smile and took the old clothes outside to dry.  He also sat at the door, reading the Analects of Confucius, even though he had already memorized the book by heart.  But human memory will decline over time.  If you don't review for a long time, you may make mistakes or omissions.  It¡¯s almost noon, and my stomach is growling with hunger.  I don't think those snobbish monks would be so kind as to ask me to eat.  After all, I only donated fifty yuan of sesame oil after staying here for so long.  Those monks have long been displeased.  I just hope that this will be a great competition.  You can become a Jinshi yourself.  "Imitate like Prime Minister Lu Duan."  After ten years of hard work and no one asking, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!  He sighed and touched his arms, but he only had less than half of the copper coins left. This amount of money would last until the imperial examination.  Fortunately, time is running out.  Maybe I can be a little extravagant and buy two more biscuits to eat.  When he thought of this, the saliva in his mouth began to secrete involuntarily, and even his stomach began to drum.  But at this time.  Suddenly, I heard a noise and the sound of footsteps in front of me.  I heard that annoying Zhike monk became a monk.  He shouted loudly: "Poor scholar, come out quickly" He Huan immediately grimaced. The situation was like a modern person who is renting a house in another place, has no money to pay the rent, but is blocked by the landlord at the door.  .  It's just that those hard-working losers in modern times can lock the door and act like they're not at home.  But this ancient house did not have this function He Huan had no choice but to walk out honestly, put on a smiling face, and was ready to say a few more good words.  People are poor but have short ambitions, and horses are skinny and have long hair.  People under the eaves have to bow their heads.  He Huan muttered in his heart, but heard the monk shout: "Poor, that He Huan. Come out quickly, what are you doing so long? Something good will come to you?" "If there is something good, you won't come to me anyway.  !  He Huan vomited in his heart and quickened his pace.  Before he even walked out of the courtyard, he saw the snobbish monk Cheng He nodding and bending his waist, almost like a shrimp.  How could he bend down despite his straw-bucket belly as thick as a bucket?  But I saw a Taoist priest in purple robes, followed by several Taoist priests in green robes, who were respectfully invited in by Monk Cheng He.  He Huan's mind suddenly changed. Didn't he say that Buddhism and Taoism are now at odds?  The two sides have been fighting for a while "He Huan, come here quickly and salute this Taoist priest! This is a noble man, Shangfu's nephew!" Monk Nachenghe shouted.  A surge of anger welled up in He Huan's heart. In ancient times, calling someone by their name was actually a very rude move, almost like swearing.  Usually it is a title word, or title ranking.  This bald donkey eats He Huan's mouth. It's simply too much!  However, this monk has not been rude for a day or two, and He Huan has long been used to it.  But this Taoist priest is actually a Shang who was recently canonized by the officials.?'s nephew, no wonder Monk Chenghe is so respectful.  I heard that these bald donkeys and Master Shang were defeated in a duel, and now even the Seng Lu Division is under the control of Master Shang.  This is really funny. The monk's ultimatum is actually managed by the Taoist priest Although he was thinking this in his heart, he didn't show anything on his face and said solemnly: "Student He Huan has met the master!" "No problem, no problem!"  The very young Taoist priest waved his hands and smiled. Although he was wearing a graceful and luxurious purple robe, it felt awkward to be worn by the Taoist priest.  He chuckled and said: "A certain family is not a mage, and a certain family is called Bai Yuchan. You are lucky. My Heavenly Master knows that you study hard and live in poverty. So let me give you ten thousand yuan.  You can study with peace of mind, strive to be a Jinshi, and honor your ancestors. I have this for you" The Taoist priest behind him took out a large tray and handed it to He Huan. There were ten shining silver coins on it, and he also handed it to He Huan.  There is a colorful ball the size of a Cuju ball.  Ten thousand dollars costs at least forty kilograms, and it would be unbearable even if one person carries it on his back.  The ten shining silver coins on the tray are each about the size of an egg, with complicated patterns on them, and are extremely exquisite.  "This is this is" Then He Huan remembered a legend he had heard: "Is this immortal money?" Bai Yuchan chuckled and said, "Of course." He held a silver coin between his fingers.  , put it to your mouth and blow it, the money made a buzzing sound, which was magical.  ¡°It¡¯s really immortal money,¡± He Huan sighed in his heart.  He had no chance to see such precious coins. It was said that these coins were used by Father Shang to reward the servants around him. Many of them were given to the servants in his palace and the eunuchs in the palace.  (To be continued)
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