58 Soy Sauce Jade Buddha Temple

  As they left the residence of Hanyi Xian, Yu Ru asked Yuzhen with some confusion: "How did you convince her? And let her become a spirit-like creature, didn't she feel like being molested by an old pervert?"

  Ling'er had watched TV dramas and now understood the situation: "Idle brother wants Yutong to disguise herself as me, then be taken away by Stone Grandfather, so I won't suffer."

  "Oh, that fox spirit didn't do anything good either, this ending is also fitting for her." After Moon spoke her mind, she immediately asked, "You said beat the zombie? What does it mean?"

  Fang Xian smiled and said: "Let's talk about zombies later, first let's make a fortune."

  "What's the point of earning money?" Yu Ruo didn't understand.

  "Rob the rich and help the poor, you like it."

  Soon, the three of them arrived at He Yuanwai's grain store.

  Only the back of the store was piled up with a full warehouse of glutinous rice, and the townspeople were queuing to buy it. One bag cost 500 coins, an astronomical price that made the poor villagers unbearable, but in order to survive, they had no choice but to buy it.

  Fang Xian swung his arm and revealed an axe: "I've disliked this guy surnamed He for a long time, let's get him."

  Lin Yue thought for a moment: "He's an official, isn't this equivalent to rebellion?"

  Fang Xian smiled slyly: "I asked Baidu before, and the official is an unofficial officer. This He surname is just a local tyrant, and overthrowing the landlord to benefit the people is not wrong."

  "Fine, let's fight!" Lin Yue Ru drew out her long whip. Even if He Yuan Wai was truly an imperial officer, she wasn't afraid.

  Because... she is... the strongest woman on earth...

  A gust of cool wind blew by, and the three people who drew their weapons had no effect on the scene.

  He awkwardly shouted: "Robbery!!!!!!!!"

  A burly man with a big beard turned around and cursed angrily: "I only have this little money in my pocket to buy rice, you damn it and rob me!"

  "Wrong, not you..." Fang Xian aimed the axe at He Yuanwai, "Fellow villagers, this He person has oppressed the common people and made a fortune from national disasters. Today, we three chivalrous heroes can't bear to watch, so we've come to uphold justice."

  The villagers still didn't react, probably because they had seen too many zombies and were all stunned.

  Fang Xian stopped wasting words and rushed to He Yuan's face with the two girls.

  "Fight!"

  He Yuanwai smiled all over his face: "Please line up to buy rice."

  "I want to fight!"

  He Yuanwai smiled all over his face: "Please line up to buy rice."

  "I'll kill you directly and be done with it!"

  He Yuanwai smiled all over his face: "To buy rice, please go and queue up."

  Can't fight here, stupid.

  "....Didn't you say it was an open storyline?"

  Compared to being open-minded, this is after all the first masterpiece of Ben Shen, and there are still many imperfect places, which will be improved later.

  "Grandpa, you're doing this and it's so embarrassing for me."

  Another gust of cool wind blew by.

  "Retreat." Fang Xian pulled out the two girls with a gloomy face.

  The moon's expression was extremely disdainful: "Raised an eyebrow?"

  Fang Xian shook his head: "It's not good to start killing, we are cultured people, and we should use cultural methods to punish He Yuanwai."

  "What is called having culture."

  "Kill the zombies, kill them all clean. This glutinous rice is useless now, and He Yuanwai has lost everything."

  "Killing zombies is cultured?" Ling'er was puzzled.

  "Right, cultured people kill zombies."

  Several people said they had already left from the northern intersection of Baita Town.

  "Let me tell you, nowadays if you write a book or make a movie and don't have at least two zombies in it, you'd be embarrassed. Did you know that Qidian has a science fiction category? There's this thing called post-apocalyptic fiction, do you know what that is? Actually, the classification isn't scientific, it should be called zombie-brushing category... no, wait, zombies are outdated now, they're called undead."

  "This is purely spitting, too little technical content, but I like it! Recently, I've been reading zombie articles and I'm about to vomit!"

  ……

  After leaving Bairen Town, the group walked for a long time but didn't encounter any discordant substances.

  "Zombie? Zombie?" Ling'er jumped around, even going behind the trees and into the bushes to look for zombies.

  "Boring." Lin Yue played with the branch she had just picked up, "Originally wanted to relax and stretch my muscles, isn't that thing numerous but weak in combat power, specially for M?"

  "Are these words taught by the old master? " Fang Xian confirmed at this time that the old man was a veteran web text enthusiast. "You two don't worry, on the way to Heishui Town, there is a temple, and if you flatten that broken temple, it will be done."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, I didn't walk far before seeing a stone tablet with three big characters engraved on it -

  Jade Buddha Temple

  Ling'er was puzzled again: "Why do those monks bully people when they are chanting scriptures peacefully?"

  "Experience earns, treasure takes, must fight." Fang Xian nodded calmly.

  Then, the three of them drew out their axes, Yue woman swords and cowhide whips, and rushed into the temple with a loud "moo".

  The little monk sweeping the floor at the gate saw this and ran back: "Master! Master! The legendary Rakshasa Trio has arrived!!"

  "This is indeed the correct reaction."

  Three men rushed into the temple in a swaggering manner, with no one daring to stop them.

  Halfway through, a black monk wearing beggar's clothes suddenly appeared, holding an axe and rushing towards them.

  The sword light flashed by, and this guy should have had a few boring lines, but he was annihilated just like that.

  Rushing into the main hall of the temple, Master Fang suddenly appeared.

  "You!"

  Hit!!

  Enter combat state.

  Zhao Ling'er felt that Fang Xian's actions were somewhat abnormal: "Brother Xian, you usually like to chat with your enemies first, don't you? Isn't it better to talk things out before fighting?"

  "Yeah, it was like that before." Fang Xian nodded and then shook his head, "But I suddenly realized that if we turn our enemies into friends, the experience will be wasted. From now on, I won't give them another chance to waste my words."

  In this battle, Fang Xian first used the【Tianshi Symbol Method】, which is a newly learned single-target attack technique of Mount Shu Sect. The most amazing thing about this move is that it can be cast without using a seal, and with just a wave of his hand, a symbol flew out and hit Fang Zhang's head, dealing over 170 points of damage.

  Seeing this number, Fang Xian knew that he had to say goodbye to his beloved Guan Yu's axe technique. Although the two techniques' damage was close, one consumed 18 points of spiritual energy while the other consumed 40 points, so it was clear which one to choose.

  Zhao Ling'er was in the mood to experiment with various moves this time, anyway her opponent was easy to beat, switching between wind, earth, thunder, and fire.

  "Lin Yue said somewhat blandly: 'One yang finger... one yang finger... one yang finger... one yang finger... ah... no real energy.'"

  The abbot opposite was obviously working hard, both greeting the little brother and throwing Buddha statues, but under the circumstances of the three men's great strength, he couldn't pose any threat at all.

  In fact, as an old-school RPG, "Xian Jian" has fully illustrated the importance of healing to us. In the later stages, the boss's blood volume is often in the tens of thousands or even millions, but the protagonist still has a maximum health limit of 999. Under such circumstances, it is possible to pass through each time with ease, relying solely on the power of healing.

  Zhao Ling'er tried a circle and said that Yan Zhou was still useful. At the same time, Fang Zhang also hung up.

  Old Fangzhang knelt on the ground and transformed into his true form, a young monk named Xiaoshi Tuo.

  Fang Xian's large axe was directly placed on his head: "Surrender."

  The little stone was filled with tears: "This donor... I have a lot of things to say... Don't play with me like this."

  "Hurry up and turn into jade Buddha beads."

  "Ah..."

  The small stone gradually faded away and transformed into its true form - a jade Buddha bead.

  "Ling'er, put it on, this pearl suits you."

  Although Zhao Ling'er was very puzzled, she knew that her idle brother would not be wrong, so she smiled and picked up the Buddhist beads to rub them: "Little stone, sister will not treat you unfairly!"

  The rosary beads became damp.