Chapter 116: The Hive "The hive is down here."
Jin Mingda swung his meteor hammer at the gilded pagoda, wanting to smash the top of the pagoda first and then snatch away the Donghuang Ou hidden inside.
Li Zhou followed the meteor hammer and looked at the figure on the beam. His nose twitched and he smelled the faint sweet scent of honey.
Just when he was about to ask the other party how much the honey was sold for, he saw the meteor hammer suddenly fall back to the beam, crash through the roof with a bang, and quickly left with its owner.
Li Zhou: “?”
Master Lechen was stunned. Could it be that the weapon was spiritual and sensed the danger, automatically taking its owner away?
The thieves were all stunned and beat their chests in their hearts, wondering why their own magic weapons did not have this ability.
A large group of monks rushed into the hall. When they saw the big hole in the roof, their faces darkened and they were about to scold the people in the hall.
Li Zhou pulled on Master Chen's wig and said, "She ran away with the honey."
Master Liaochen didn't know where the honey came from, but since her good disciple said so, it naturally meant that she wanted to eat it.
She didn't bother to explain to the monks, and hurriedly picked up Li Zhou and chased in the direction the owner of the meteor hammer fled.
The monks wanted to stop the two men, so they rushed forward a few steps and saw Li Zhou's back clearly.
In the simulator interface, the prompt word in the Charm column flashed twice.
[The irresistible charm is spreading]
Li Zhou had a bad memory and did not realize that his charm had been increasing. Now, it had begun to spread unconsciously.
Master Liaochen, who was holding her, was the most deeply affected. If it weren't for Master Liaochen's own outstanding cultivation, she would have become a die-hard fan of Li Zhou long ago.
The monks could not compete with Master Lechen. Just one look at the baby's back made them mesmerized by the adorable chubby appearance.
Such a lovely child, let alone stealing a bowl, what would be wrong even if he moved Ciyu Temple back home?
The thieves also unconsciously walked to the side of the monks and looked at Li Zhou's increasingly smaller figure from afar: "It is our honor to be able to see the legendary fairy boy in person in our lifetime."
The monks nodded, turned their heads and looked at the speaker. Their brains affected by Li Zhou gradually regained their ability to think.
It seems like... we are here to catch a thief?
The thieves blinked, startled, and suddenly realized that we should... run away quickly?
The two sides looked at each other for a moment, then the monks shouted and picked up sticks. The thieves turned around and ran away, jumping up and down.
The back hall suddenly became bustling with activity. Tourists who heard the noise looked in the direction of the sound and wondered, are they catching mice?
Jin Mingda tried to reason with Meteor Hammer: "I won't confront that monster directly. She is not from the government, so maybe she won't care about us at all."
The meteor hammer would not listen to her reason. The iron chain locked her body, and the hammer head rushed forward, accelerating desperately as if there was a dog chasing it from behind.
Jin Mingda thought of the evil spirit doing evil in his teacher's body, and he made up his mind, breaking the chain and trying to go back by himself.
As soon as she put her hand on the chain, she turned around and saw Master Liaochen and Li Zhou following behind her.
A woman in brightly colored clothes, holding a baby in a tiger-head cloak, both of their faces looked snow-white, was floating silently in the air, faster than a meteor hammer, and was about to reach her shoulder.
Jin Mingda howled loudly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
His head tilted and he fainted, his mouth slightly open, blown askew by the wind.
Master Liaochen: “…”
I had originally thought about deliberately slowing down, waiting for her to relax and land on the ground, and then suddenly appearing and capturing her.
Now it seems that there is no need to go through so much trouble.
She was about to step forward and catch the man, but suddenly she realized that the meteor hammer was tied to its owner and the escape route was very purposeful.
It seems that although this magic weapon has spirituality, it is not much.
Even if someone is chasing you, you don't understand the principle of not leading the enemy back to their lair.
Nun Liaochen smiled gently, lowered her head and said to Li Zhou, "Zhou'er, how about we cast a long line and catch a big fish?"
After saying that, she thought about Li Zhou's knowledge reserves and hurriedly explained the meaning of this proverb.
However, Li Zhou nodded, completely understanding that by following the person who had honey on him home, he could find more honey.
Master Lechen was surprised by Li Zhou's intelligence, and then she seemed to be thinking about something. It turned out that Zhou was just too lazy to use his brain.
When it comes to food, I understand it immediately.
The meteor hammer landed in front of a hut with its owner.
It was late spring, when peonies were in bloom and the weather was pleasant, but the thatched cottage was covered with frost and exuded a chilly air, as if the sun had missed this corner.
The wooden door was half-open, and milky white smoke drifted out from the door, as if a world of ice and snow was hidden inside.
The meteor hammer let go of Jin Mingda, who woke up suddenly with a startle from the fact that his cheek was pressed against the frozen grass stalk.
"Don't come over here!" she yelled subconsciously, "I'm strong! I don't want to kill anyone! Hoo! Ha!"
Nun Liaochen changed the way she held the child and watched her performance quietly.
When Jin Mingda met the gaze of Li Zhou in her arms, he was so frightened that he took several steps back and woke up completely.
Her face turned pale and she whispered a few times to Meteor Hammer, who reluctantly returned to her and held the chain in her hand.
She pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry, but I have a reason why I must get the Donghuang Ou."
He took a stance, cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me!"
Master Liaochen waved her hand and said, "I can't offend you."
After saying that, a red bead flew out from the necklace hidden under her clothes. Before Jin Mingda could react, it had already drilled into her forehead and suppressed her Niwan Palace.
Jin Mingda, who was suppressed before he could even make a move, said: "..."
Nun Liaochen took off her wig, revealing her bald head, and chanted a Buddhist chant. Under Jin Mingda's surprised gaze, she said calmly, "Donor, why don't you tell me why I had to steal the artifact?"
"If I tell you, you will help me?" Jin Mingda blurted out, and then showed a look of annoyance. The necklace beads that penetrated into her Niwan Palace seemed to make her tell the truth subconsciously.
Master Liaochen smiled but did not answer. She hit her master's waist with the meteor hammer, urging her to tell the truth.
Jin Mingda glared at it with disappointment, but because he was not as skilled as the other one, he had no choice but to tell it the whole reason why he stole the artifact.
It turned out that her teacher was a Zhou priest who took her to live in seclusion in the Yanbai Mountain, where he specialized in the art of using Qi to control fire. When she mastered it, she could walk on fire without any harm.
The master and disciple were obsessed with fire magic and didn't care about worldly affairs. They shouldn't have been involved in worldly struggles.
However, two months ago, when the teacher went down the mountain to buy food, he was attacked by an evil spirit and cold air entered his body. Although he managed to suppress it with the true fire in his body, he was unable to completely expel the evil spirit, and his body was constantly suffering from the torment of ice and fire, and his body became weaker day by day.
Seeing that his teacher was getting weaker and weaker, Jin Mingda, although not yet a master, had no choice but to take the risk and go down the mountain to find a way to expel the evil icy spirit.
"What else can be better than the Donghuang relics to restrain the cold evil spirits?" Jin Mingda said dejectedly, then raised his head, not caring about being laughed at for being thick-skinned, "Master, you are a monk, you should be compassionate, why don't you help me and borrow the Donghuang Ou?"
Master Liaochen thought that this technique of using Qi to restrain fire sounded familiar. After a moment's thought, she frowned and asked, "Could it be that your teacher is from the Wei family in the capital?"
The Wei family was famous for their fire-controlling skills, but due to their poor disaster relief efforts during the fire in the capital, the entire family was thrown into prison. Such a large family of cultivators was overthrown in an instant.
Since this fire-controlling technique was added to the arsenal of the Demon Hunting Bureau, people began to discuss privately that Wei was being plotted against by the Demon Hunting Bureau.
Is this girl in front of me a descendant of the Wei family?
The skills of Yehe Temple are good at sensing cause and effect. Master Liaochen focused on looking at Jin Mingda, and sure enough, she saw a very thin thread of cause and effect tied to her body, floating and extending towards the direction of the capital.
She became more certain in her heart, but Jin Mingda looked confused and asked her, "Who is Wei?"
Master Liaochen frowned again: "Isn't your teacher's last name Wei?"
Jin Mingda shook his head: "Teacher's last name...last name..."
She tried hard to recall, her face becoming more and more confused, and she began to sweat: "Teacher's last name...what's your last name?"
As she scratched her head and tried hard to recall her teacher's name, the frost-covered hut exuded an increasingly strong sense of malice, and it seemed as if countless eyes were casting prying glances at her from behind the half-open wooden door.
Nun Liaochen quietly held a peacock feather dart in her palm, but the arm she was holding Li Zhou was pushed down.
Li Zhou jumped down from the nun's arms, ran straight to the wooden door with his short legs. Wasn't it said that the teacher was in the room? Wouldn't it be better to go and ask the teacher himself? Why are these two people so stupid and delaying her from buying honey?
Since he was still young and had no money, he relied on Master Chen to pay for it. Li Zhou held back his complaints and just ran to the wooden door and pulled open the half-closed door.
Jin Mingda subconsciously said: "No!"
A chilly draft blew out from the house, and wisps of cold air hung on the grass outside, as if to freeze the land for thousands of miles.
The next moment, starting from Li Zhou's left foot wearing tiger-head shoes as he stepped into the door, another wave of warmth swept up, melting all the frost in an instant.
Master Liaochen glanced at Jin Mingda and followed Li Zhou.
Jin Mingda chased after them and said anxiously, "You can't open the door. The teacher can't see the light now."
She ran over and tried to close the door.
Master Liaochen glanced at the empty hut, and a sense of understanding flashed through her mind. She sighed and looked back at Jin Mingda: "Girl, you already know the truth, right? Your teacher has long since left this world. All that is left in this hut is a trace of her fighting against evil spirits during her lifetime..."
"No." Jin Mingda was no longer anxious after hearing this. He ran into the house, brought a black jar from the window, and handed it to Master Chen. "Look, this is the jar that the teacher uses to boil medicine. Every day when I earn money, I buy a prescription of herbs to suppress evil spirits for the teacher. The teacher always takes it from the crack of the door and boils the medicine under the window. Every day I can see the smoke coming out of the jar and smell the fragrance of the herbs. This can't be fake."
Master Liaochen looked down at the medicine jar and picked up a few "herbs". They were just wild grasses that could be found everywhere on the mountain, stuffed haphazardly into the jar, with no signs of having been boiled at all.
Master Liaochen put down the jar, chanted a Buddhist prayer, took back the pearl necklace that was controlling Jin Mingda, and said in a deep voice: "Young lady..."
Jin Mingda turned and walked towards the inner room, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets and began to search: "Master, please sit down first, I'll look for some tea. Although we live in seclusion in the countryside, my teacher also taught me how to entertain guests..."
Master Liaochen was interrupted and sighed again. She caught a glimpse of Li Zhou lifting the quilt on the bed and hurried over to help: "Did Zhou find anything?"
Li Zhou nodded, looking at the dark hole under the bed. He raised his head like a little bear who found a honey pot, crossed his arms and said confidently, "The beehive is right under here."
Nun Liaochen narrowed her eyes, looking towards the bottomless tunnel, and suddenly realized that Jin Mingda's teacher was not ambushed by the evil spirit, but he discovered the evil spirit's lair but was unable to eradicate it, so he had to suppress it with his body.
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