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Chapter 487 The Night Comes to Dream(1/2)

After Wu Sheng waited in the city for two days, Ye Zhiqiu came in a hurry, covered in travel dust.

"Why are you so anxious to see me?"

"Find me someone."

"Looking for someone, who? This is not my expertise." Ye Zhiqiu picked up the wine bottle hanging on his waist, took a sip of wine, and hit his legs on the chair.

"You should be able to find this person, you are very familiar with it, your military advisor Hua Yuan."

"Commander Hua, what are you doing with him?" Ye Zhiqiu was stunned after hearing this.

"Of course there is something wrong with him." Wu Sheng said with a smile. "What, is there a problem?"

"Okay, I'll think of a way." Ye Zhiqiu yawned, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

"Wait a minute, are you trying to take advantage of the quarrel between him and the general to trick him into leaving the Tsing Yi Army?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly thought of something and sat up straight, looking at Wu Sheng with wide eyes.

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"No." Wu Sheng smiled and waved his hand. "I only met him for personal reasons."

"That's good, the Tsing Yi Army cannot live without a military advisor." Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath.

The two of them discussed for a while and decided to meet here ten days later. After the matter was finished, Wu Sheng wanted to leave, but he saw that Ye Zhiqiu looked a little strange, as if he wanted to tell him something.

"Do you have anything else?"

"Are you interested in making a big deal?" Ye Zhiqiu put his elbows across the table, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng laughed after hearing this again.

"You do business, what did you do before joining the Tsing Yi Army?"

"I also did some small business."

"Tell me, what are you going to do this time?"

Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his hands after hearing this.

"A valuable treasure."

"Chongbao, what heavy treasure?"

"A piece of white jade Ruyi was found in a cave in Jiaozhou and was robbed secretly while being transported to the capital. It is said that the Ruyi jade is the Taoist treasure. It is extremely mysterious and can emit white brilliance when it hits the monks.

It can make monks lose their magic power instantly, and the mysterious light it emits can also protect the body, be invulnerable to water and fire, and can break all kinds of spells."

So awesome! Wu Sheng couldn't help but be shocked after hearing this.

Such a powerful magic weapon was robbed on the way to Beijing, and it was secretly escorted. The monk who was able to rob this magic weapon must have extraordinary cultivation, and now he holds this very powerful magic weapon in his hand. He can attack or retreat.

It can be defended, but it is very difficult to deal with. It will be difficult to take it back again.

"Business is quite big, and the risks are also big." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"Brother Ye, let's not talk about the fact that the monk will hide himself after getting the valuable treasure. How to find him is a problem. If you find him, can you grab this valuable treasure? Even if you can grab it, it will be hot in your hand.

Very good!" Wu Sheng said.

A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.

"We already have some clues about the monk's hiding place. As for after grabbing the treasure, can we sell it?" Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

"Sell?"

There are people who would think of selling such a rare treasure in the world instead of keeping it for themselves. I have to say that Ye Zhiqiu's idea is also very strange.

"Have you found a buyer?"

"We are in contact. There are many people paying attention to this treasure. As long as the treasure is available, the seller will definitely be easy to find."

"Who is paying attention to this treasure?"

"The imperial court's Wu Yingwei, Changsheng Temple, Jingzhou Chu Prince's Mansion, Jiuyou Sect, and some casual cultivators."

So many people, trying to grab such a treasure! Wu Sheng leaned on the back of his chair and touched his chin.

"I don't want to participate, and I advise you, Brother Ye, not to get involved either." After thinking for a moment, Wu Sheng rejected Ye Zhiqiu's invitation.

Is that treasure good? It is indeed good! But it is not necessary for him now. The treasures he has on his body, such as King Yu Shenfeng, Haoyang Mirror, and Buddha Sword, are no worse than that jade Ruyi. He has not yet been able to completely refine them.

The treasure itself had little appeal to him.

As for the business Ye Zhiqiu mentioned, holding such a valuable treasure, no matter who you are doing business with, is another risk in itself. He doesn't understand why Ye Zhiqiu takes such a big risk to do this.

"Too dangerous."

"Can wealth and wealth be found in danger?"

"Wealth? Brother Ye, are you short of money?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled after hearing this and stretched out his hand to rub his nose.

"The world is in such chaos right now, it's better to be still than to move."

"I just want to be quiet." Ye Zhiqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and then stretched his body.

"Well, see you in ten days."

Okay, Ye Zhiqiu nodded. Seeing that Wu Sheng didn't want to get involved in this matter, Ye Zhiqiu didn't continue to force it.

Wu Sheng left the room and flew away. Ye Zhiqiu sat alone on a chair, reached out and took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his pocket, took a small bite, then chewed it slowly, reminiscing. He looked out the window, slightly agitated.

Trance.

After leaving the city, Wu Sheng returned directly to Lanruo Temple.

When he returned to the temple, he wanted to go to his master's Zen room, but was stopped by Brother Wunu, saying that Kong was in retreat and could not be disturbed by outsiders.

"Retreat?" Wu Sheng looked at his master's room after hearing this.

"This is a strange thing."

That night, Wu Sheng seemed to hear someone calling his name in his sleep.

"No life, no life."

"Who?"

He stood up and looked around, and found that the door of his meditation room had opened at some point, and Monk Kong was standing at the door waving gently to him.

"Master, what's going on?"

"Come to my master's Zen room."

After hearing this, Wu Sheng got up and dressed, and then followed Kong Kong out of the Zen room and into the courtyard. The courtyard was quiet in the dark night.

He followed Monk Kong to the outside of the Zen room. The door was open. Monk Kong went in first, followed closely by Wu Sheng. Then he saw Monk Kong sitting on the bed, bleeding from all his orifices. He looked very scary.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Wu Sheng hurriedly came to Monk Kong's side. He called out twice but received no response. He stretched out his hand and touched him gently. With a bang, Monk Kong who was sitting suddenly fell to the bed. A large amount of blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

Deep in the middle, Wu Sheng blocked it with his hands, and blood kept pouring out from between his fingers, unable to stop it at all.

What's going on? I was walking fine just now, but why did I stop walking in the blink of an eye?

"Master, Master!" No matter how much Wu Sheng shouted, Monk Kong had no response.

Wu Sheng hurriedly used his magic power, and the Buddha's Dharma turned into a long rainbow and entered the body of the empty monk, but it was like mud flowing into the sea without any movement.

"Master, wake up, wake up!"

He grabbed Monk Kong's clothes and shook them vigorously.

Monk Kong didn't have any reaction. He could only bleed continuously from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and his seven orifices were bleeding uncontrollably.

Wu Sheng stopped, and Monk Kong's head suddenly tilted to one side. Wu Sheng stretched out his hand tremblingly and put it under Monk Kong's nose. The man was stunned, his face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were dull, as if

Like being struck by lightning.

The empty monk has lost his breath.

Master!

He yelled, then jumped out of bed. He hugged his master and wanted to run out to find Uncle Kongkong, but he didn't even hug him.

Monk Kong's body is so heavy. With Wu Sheng's current cultivation level, he can hold up a hundred people, not to mention one person. But at this time, Monk Kong is so heavy, as if he is not a person at all.

A person is a mountain. He can lift a hundred people, but he cannot lift a mountain.

I can’t hold it! What should I do?

Wu Sheng felt a little panicked.

Looking for the abbot! He thought of the skinny old monk. He turned around and ran outside the Zen room. When he arrived outside the Zen room, he found that the outside was filled with blood mist.

This is?

Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment.

Everything was fine just now, but suddenly the blood mist filled the air. Could it be that there was something wrong with the demon-suppressing formation under Lanruo Temple? It couldn't be so fast!

Wu Sheng looked back at Monk Kong who was sitting on the bed in the Zen room with bleeding from all his orifices and his head tilted to one side. Then he looked at the blood mist that was getting bigger and bigger. The blood mist began to change, and the ghost skeletons flew out of the blood mist.
To be continued...
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