Chapter 56 Huang 2, what do you think?

Chapter 56 Huang 2, what do you think?

Chapter 56 Huang Er, what do you think?
At this moment, Chen Huangpi's face was full of murderous intent.

Song Qiuyue felt extremely regretful.

She was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Her life had just begun, and she still had nearly eight hundred years to enjoy herself.

Now, I have discovered that Chen Huangpi can actually practice the secret of ancient methods, so I have to do everything I can to survive.

She is afraid of death, and she doesn't want to die.

If she had known this, she should not have cared about her face and let Zhao Hai and other monks stay in the guest room to avoid seeing her fawning on him.

If they were here.

Perhaps if everyone pleaded together, they could convince Chen Huangpi.

As for resisting, that was unthinkable.

Because she doesn't want to die.

Song Qiuyue sat slumped on the ground, grabbed Chen Huangpi's trouser legs and begged, "Young Master, you want money, I want to live, why do you want to kill people?"

"You still have the nerve to say that since you owe me money and don't pay it back, why can't I kill you?"

Chen Huangpi kicked him away angrily.

Song Qiuyue half-prostrated herself on the ground, shedding tears as she said, "My Qinghe Song family is rich enough to rival a country! Even if it's just Xuzhou, the copper coins piled up in a pile bigger than your Yuqiong Mountain can fill up a hundred miles in radius."

"If you don't kill me, I can give you all these!"

"Even I can give it to you."

Song Qiuyue begged desperately, tears streaming down her pretty face.

She was extremely beautiful, and she wore plain clothes on purpose, which made her look even more pitiful.

If it were someone else, their heart would probably melt at this moment.

Fortunately, I encountered Chen Huangpi.

He only has two hearts.

One is called conscience, which is half soft and half hard. It only jumps when you do good things, and can be pressed down with a little force.

One is full of murderous intent, as hard as steel, and once it breaks out, blood will be shed!
Seeing Song Qiuyue like this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He is not an unreasonable person.

It is clearly written in black and white.

If you don't pay, you'll have to pay with your life.

If you can't come up with the money now and don't want to die, then just agree on another way of compensation from the beginning.

However, he had already shown this kind of kindness once to the remnants of Yubaba.

If you are kind-hearted frequently.

Then his kindness is worthless.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "You are not worth anything, what's the point of coming here?"

"Chen Huangpi, you are still a teenager."

"You don't know how good women are."

"If you let me go, you can use me however you want."

Song Qiuyue said these extremely shameful words, gritted her teeth, and placed her delicate and soft hands on a thin strap in front of her chest.

In order to curry favor with her, she naturally put some thought into her clothes.

Just give the thin strap a gentle tug.

The young and beautiful body will be fully revealed.

"You are such a weird person."

Chen Huangpi was puzzled, so he turned his head and looked at the brass oil lamp: "Huang Er, what do you think?"

“I’m watching!”

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed, unwilling to miss any details.

Song Qiuyue saw this.

He let out a miserable laugh, and simply stopped trying to hide his feelings. He grabbed the thin strap on his chest and pulled it down hard.

And just then.

Chen Huangpi suddenly frowned and looked outside the Taoist temple.

Although the Jingxian Temple is not big and cannot be compared with the old temple at night, if you really count it, it has a main hall, a side hall, guest rooms, an alchemy room, a kitchen, and some sundry rooms where Taoist scriptures are stored, plus the entrance gate to the temple. It is definitely many times larger than ordinary Taoist temples.

At this time, dozens of monks wearing the same clothes as Zhao Hai and others rushed over as if they were running for their lives.

They flew through the air.

So fast that it is completely invisible to the naked eye.

Like wind and lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the Jingxian Temple.

As soon as he came in, he used his magic power to shout.

"Miss, are you in this Taoist temple?"

"Miss, ma'am..."

"I'm here, I'm here!"

Song Qiuyue's face was filled with ecstasy. She had never imagined that it must be the gods who had asked for help from the Xuzhou city before, and her uncle had sent people to rescue her after knowing that.

The old Taoist priest doesn't seem to be here at the moment.

Maybe there really is a chance of escape.

Available in the next second.

When those dozens of monks showed up, Song Qiuyue felt as if she had been poured with cold water, and she could no longer be happy.

"Miss, we finally found you."

"This hundred thousand mountains is too scary. The white fog is so scary."

"There is something in the white fog. It's so scary, so scary."

Dozens of monks were fighting in two groups.

They were all terrified.

The immigration matter is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly. Logically, they should gather here at dawn.

But the white fog we encountered yesterday was extremely terrifying.

It swallows everything, it swallows everything.

Before the gods could make a move, a creepy voice rang out from the white fog.

“Popularity, popularity!”

The sound was extremely crazy.

Then, everyone saw an old Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe embroidered with red plum blossoms and with a black border walking out of the fog.

As soon as the old Taoist priest appeared.

Just suck hard at all the gods.

The incense sticks from the forty gods all gathered into a column of smoke and entered the mouth of the terrifying old Taoist priest.

Immediately afterwards, the old Taoist priest seemed to be having a seizure.

The white Taoist robe on his body suddenly turned purple.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly waved his sleeves at the nearly ten thousand mortals, and all of them disappeared instantly.

"Second brother, I won't let you eat enough!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly turned white.

"Boss, you are so bad!"

The old Taoist priest yelled madly: "I want to eat people, I want to eat people! You don't let me eat, you are afraid that I will become more powerful, so you will be humble in front of me, you can't afford to lose."

The next second, it turned purple again.

"You are the bad one! Don't think I don't know what you are up to. After you have eaten your fill, you will definitely take the lead from Huang Pi'er when I'm not paying attention. I am a good master, and I will never allow you to do that!"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have two wills in his body, alternating between them crazily, changing his Taoist robes constantly between white and purple.

Until finally, the robe became half white and half purple.

The old Taoist's head tilted, and another identical head grew from his neck.

Two heads, one angry, one crazy.

The crazy head said: "I am the good one, you want to make him into a pill, you are the worst!"

The angry head said: "I haven't been refined yet. I am not bad now, but you want to eat yellow skin every day. You have always been bad!"

"You're talking nonsense. I love Huang Pi'er so much. I am his good master!"

"Nonsense, you can only make paste, but I can make tribute, I am a good master!"

Suddenly, two heads turned at the same time and looked at the monks and gods.

"Tell me, who is Huang Pi'er's good master?"

The monks said in unison: "It's you, the Great Master. You are Huang Pi'er's good master."

The gods said in unison: "Nonsense, Huangpi'er has only one good master, and that is the Second Master!"

The two heads controlled the gods and monks in this way, accusing each other wave after wave.

Insult each other.

Slander each other.

It was not until after dark that the two wills in the old Taoist priest's body reached an agreement.

The monks said, "The third one is the worst, we can't let him out!"

The gods said, "He loves Huangpi'er the most, even more than we do. He can also make candied haws."

Then, the angry head suddenly said something.

"That's not necessarily true. Huangpi'er doesn't let me eat anything. I no longer eat people. Even if the third brother comes out, Huangpi'er still loves me."

The crazy mind suddenly panicked.

"Then what should I do? Otherwise I won't eat either... No, I'm hungry, I'm so hungry..."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Let me think about it, let me think about it!"

The crazy head let out a shrill roar, then slammed into another head.

The two heads suddenly merged into one.

The old Taoist's robe also turned purple immediately.

It seemed that the white will was really considering whether or not to give up the idea of ​​eating humans.

The old Taoist in purple robe also disappeared soon after.

The monks and gods were left shouting over and over again: "The Great Master is Chen Huangpi's good master. The entire Shiwan Mountains know that the Great Master is good and kind. The Second and Third Masters are bad, especially the Third Master. He is the worst!"

I shouted all night long.

They were not free until daybreak.

Then, he ran for his life and found Song Qiuyue.

just.

But Song Qiuyue is not their savior.

On the contrary, they are Song Qiuyue's saviors.

"Have you any money on you?"

"money?"

Upon hearing this, the monks looked at each other and shook their heads.

"What are you doing here without money?"

Song Qiuyue was furious: "Get out, all of you! I am going to die, you all should die too! Die! All of you should die!"

"Why did Miss say this?"

The monks subconsciously looked up, took a quick look, and then quickly lowered their heads, each with a look of horror on their face.

What did they see?
I saw Song Qiuyue with her clothes half undressed and tears all over her face, as if she had been bullied and humiliated.

She is a girl from a noble family and a noble person.

He is guarded by monks such as Zhao Hai, and there are sixty gods escorting him.

Who is so brave? Isn’t he afraid of death?
"You shouldn't have come!"

Song Qiuyue closed her eyes in despair.

She thought the person who came was sent by her master to rescue her.

But unexpectedly, the group that came was the immigrant group that had set out earlier than them.

It doesn't matter if immigration is gone.

Even the incense burning on the forty gods was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable.

Even if the incense is strong, it will turn into ashes in a breath against that weird old Taoist priest.

But it’s better to have something than nothing.

It seems that Song Qiuyue talks about money all the time.

One cultivator couldn't help but say, "Miss, money is for mortals. We are all Nascent Soul cultivators. If we like something, mortals will give it to us. We don't need such mundane things at all."

"vulgarian?"

Song Qiuyue laughed like crazy: "Money that can buy my life is called vulgar by you?"

"Without money you die, with money you live!"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi agreed and said, "That's right. If you can't pay, not only will your lady die, but also those monks in the guest room."

"presumptuous!"

Some monks became very angry and were about to start scolding.

But before he could finish his words, Song Qiuyue slapped him in the face from a distance.

"Shut up!"

The latter covered his mouth in disbelief and quickly lowered his head.

"This villain deserves death!"

"What's the point of you dying?"

Song Qiuyue breathed rapidly and said angrily, "Money, this lady wants money! So much money that it can be piled up into two mountains!"

"It's copper coins!"

"Yes, copper coins."

Song Qiuyue walked up to the monks and pleaded without any dignity: "Can you think of a way to get me that much copper money? I will ask my uncle to make you officials and gods, okay?"

She has gone a little crazy.

Like a person obsessed with money.

Monks, you look at me and I look at you.

I have no idea what happened.

Someone couldn't help but say, "Miss, I remember that when I was a Qigong cultivator, I had some copper coins on me."

As he said this, he slapped the race bag hanging around his waist.

Then a string of copper coins flew out.

Song Qiuyue was extremely excited. Holding the string of copper coins, she said to Chen Huangpi, "I'll pay you back part of the money first, and give me some time for the rest, okay?"

The voice just fell.

A sword energy instantly slashed towards her hands holding the copper coins.

Blood spurted out.

Two slender, white and tender little hands suddenly fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)