Chapter 632 Double Salary
Chapter 633 Double Salary
Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fangsu were in high spirits, and they both looked at the confused Ning Chaoqing, their eyes shining.
Hey!
Caught!
Liang Qu grinned.
Ning Chaoqing's pupils suddenly opened.
no.
If She Lianmei denies it, you will believe it, but if I deny it, you will not believe it?
Does this beauty trap work?
A man with shrunken bones and a beard, She Lianmei looked towards Ning Chaoqing.
Ning Chaoqing became wise in his desperation.
"Master Liang, if you are not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it again. You must not put such a label on me. This matter is not a joke. This is not a joke!"
A man with shrunken bones and a beard, She Lianmei's eyes flashed with realization.
It turned out to be a trick to ask for money.
"You're kidding about your mother's size. Brother Liang said you are who you are." Ke Wenbin kicked Ning Chaoqing over and rode on his back, "Really! Which branch are you from? Where is your hometown? How many masters are there? Why do you want to capture the white ape?"
Ning Chaoqing collapsed on the ground, his mouth full of mud, refusing to admit it.
"You damn duck has a tough mouth!"
Ke Wenbin put his hand on his shoulder, trying to crush the opponent's collarbone.
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have practiced kung fu very hard, crossing a huge realm. His bones were so hard that he couldn't pinch them at all.
Awkward.
Smiled.
Ke Wenbin looked at Long Binglin: "Brother Long Binglin, pinch half of his collarbone, hands and feet."
Long Binglin suppressed his laughter, stretched out his hand to pick up Ning Chaoqing, and crushed his collarbone, upper arm bones, and thigh bones with his bare hands.
In the middle of hunting tigers in Qing Dynasty in Ning Dynasty, facing Long Binglin, he had no strength to struggle at all. His bones were no different than dead branches.
Screams like slaughtering pigs resounded in the sky.
Long Yao and Long Li closed their eyes behind the door.
Long Binglin was tall and tall, with broad hands. When he stretched out his hand and pinched it, he not only broke the bones, but also pinched the flesh and bones together, turning them into bone stubble and minced meat, and compressed them tightly into mud.
Not much blood was spilled.
The moment the blood vessel ruptured, it was violently pinched and artificially "knotted" to stop the bleeding, so that nothing could squirt out.
Ning Chaoqing's eyes were bloodshot, and the severe pain caused him to sweat profusely, soaking through his clothes.
The middle part of the arm shrank into a thin section, and the extremities of the limbs gradually became dark purple and swollen due to loss of blood.
Liang Qu inexplicably thought of the poodle that the clown knotted out of long balloons in the amusement park.
"Look up!"
Ke Wenbin grabbed Ning Chaoqing's hair, forced his eyes open, and asked him to take a good look at his limbs.
Amputating a limb is not the most painful punishment, but it is not about the amount of physical pain, but the irreversible psychological impact of becoming disabled. Especially in this case, it is easy to break the psychological defense line.
It is true that many heavenly and earthly treasures can be reborn after severed limbs. It is quite rare for a great martial artist to support this.
The other three people's eyes twitched.
Don’t negotiate the price, just do it.
It's not like putting a hat on...
"Bang bang."
There was a knock on the courtyard door.
Otter opened the door latch.
The two young monks stood outside the door with fearful expressions. They looked inside and saw She Lianmei in disheveled clothes and Ning Chaoqing screaming in pain. Their eyelids jumped and they hurried into the house to dissuade them.
"Master, save me!"
Ning Chao was left with tears streaming down his cheeks and went to the doctor indiscriminately.
Ke Wenbin's hands were stained with blood. He took out his waistband, gave it to the young novice monk, and put his arms around their shoulders.
"Don't worry, little monk. This person is a criminal ordered by the imperial court. We enforce the law impartially and will definitely not harm innocent people!"
Holding the bloody waistband, the little novice's eyes twitched, he apologized and left the courtyard.
Ke Wenbin looked at each other in the courtyard.
"Quick, quick, clean up!"
Liang Qu raised his hand to greet him.
I was so proud of my success that I completely forgot that this place was a Buddhist temple.
Monks are the most stubborn and love to admit death.
Long Yao and Long Li shoveled away the bloody soil on the ground.
Ning Chaoqing's scream was indeed effective, and once it was heard, everyone in Wanshan Temple could hear it.
The little novice came closer and came quickly.
Didn't wait to clean up.
The abbot and Yang Dongxiong came to inquire in person.
The abbot witnessed the tragic situation and flicked his rosary: "Donor, Buddhism is a place of pure cultivation. I provide food and accommodation for you. Why do you want to..."
"I understand, Abbot, please don't be angry, in a hurry, without careful consideration." Liang Qu quickly approached and pulled the abbot to the corner, "We are our own people, and we should be accommodating."
A faint golden light filled the air.
A mini dragon and a tiger hovering in the palm are extraordinary.
The abbot's round eyes slightly opened.
"The King Kong Kung Fu of Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger"! ?
"May I ask where the donor got this habit from?"
"Vajra King."
"Amitabha."
Recite a few words of Buddha's name.
The abbot turned and left without saying a word.
No questions asked.
Nothing was said.
The little novice monk was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together, and followed closely.
The face of a big shot is useful everywhere.
The master resounds throughout the government, the old monk resounds throughout the province, and the Yue King resounds throughout the world.
No matter when and where you are, you can always find convenience.
"Bullfrog!"
"How?"
Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fangsu were overjoyed.
Yang Dongxiong guessed something when he caught a glimpse of the golden light.
Most of the temples in Lushan were influenced by the Xuankong Temple. They often gather to discuss scriptures. They must know each other and may have been of the same lineage hundreds of years ago.
After briefly understanding what happened, Yang Dongxiong gave a few instructions not to take credit from the juniors and turned around to leave.
No one bothered me, so I dragged him to a small dark room and continued to torture him to extract confessions.
Tortured for a long time.
The three finally asked something.
Ning Chaoqing is different from ordinary Ghost Mother believers. He does not hide in the swamp on weekdays, but is one of the masters trained by the Ghost Mother Cult outside the swamp.
He is an illegitimate child born by chance when a Ghost Mother Cult believer and a woman on the shore fell in love.
This believer originally had a wife, but he simply did not take her back and gave her resources for regular practice. When necessary, the church would assign some tasks.
This search for the white ape is one of them.
As for whether it is the Ghost Mother Cult commissioned by the dragon, Ning Chaoqing himself has no evidence and is purely speculating.
It is not difficult to guess.
The Dragon King issued a bounty, exchanging territory for the ape head. Everyone who has connections in the Jianghuai Lake knows it.
The Ghost Mother Cult has no grudges against the white ape, so why would they make trouble? Most of them are commissioned by the snake clan.
"The dragon and the Ghost Mother Cult are really connected." Liang Qu's eyes flickered.
Ke Wenbin spread his hands: "In fact, we all know, including the court, but we have no evidence. The dragon can even bite to death. It was the ghost mother who taught her to be tempted by the reward and did not take the initiative to entrust."
"It's a whole area of water. The spirit of heaven and earth, how many natural treasures can it produce? Ah Shui, what is the origin of your white ape brother that can make the dragon so anxious? Cut off the land to find the monster?"
"I don't know, but it is really powerful. It has magical powers before it reaches the master level."
Liang Qu tried to desensitize the two.
"It has magical powers before it reaches the master level?"
Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fangsu looked at each other.
"It is so magical that it is probably born sacred. I feel that if your white ape brother is willing, he can sit down and talk with the court."
"I will ask it when I have time."
Liang Qu actually wanted to give the white ape a legal identity in the court.
There are dragons in the Jianghuai Lake, so it is difficult for the monsters to eat the monsters' salary.
Pian Dashun and the dragons don't get along. Relying on this relationship, maybe the monsters can eat human salaries.
One person gets double salary!
Moreover, the intervention of the Ghost Mother Cult now undoubtedly provides an excellent insertion point.
You see.
Isn't what the Ghost Mother Cult opposes exactly what we want to support?
Xiang Fangsu shook his head: "This matter is not urgent for the time being. The most urgent task is to report Ning Chaoqing's affairs to the court and see if there is a chance to follow the clues and win big with a small effort!"
Ke Wenbin was in high spirits.
"I have been in Huangzhou for four or five days, and I have played enough. Ah Shui, let your mermaid tribe prepare later. We will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning."
"Okay!"
