Mutated Tao Chapter 337: Get rich
Facing Zuo Wang Dao's rebuttal, Xin Chi seemed to be defending something.
But Li Huowang didn't listen, he acted infatuatedly with revenge, and finally shot himself in the foot. He could already imagine how Zuo Wangdao would use his identity to play tricks on them.
But compared to watching the other party suffer, the most important thing now is what to do next.
After careful consideration, Li Huowang decided what to do next.
"This errand is too dangerous. Both my own people and the enemy are dealing with me. Instead of continuing to mess with this situation, it is better to stay out of it."
"Wait for them to fight first, then I will come out and the oriole will be behind. In this ghost place, no one can be trusted! The only person I can trust is myself, at least I will not lie to myself."
Looking at the four people reunited in the distance and gradually walking away, Li Huowang, who was invisible, grabbed the tiles and rolled over to the beam, and followed slowly.
He saw that the other three people were no longer arguing with himself who was pretending to be Zha Wang Dao, and his infatuation should have suffered from being dumb, so he could only be forced to admit that Zo Wang Dao was real.
But judging by Xinfan's vigilance, he should be on guard all the time.
The suspicion of identity was temporarily put aside, and the four of them seemed to be looking for something at the moment.
Li Huowang knew what they were looking for. They were looking for a picture. After the collapse of the Buddhist hall, the picture with the golden abacus disappeared. It was very strange.
"Since the thing I was looking for is gone, where will the photo go now?" Seeing the four people walking towards the side hall, Li Huowang quickly quickened his pace to keep up.
But just when Li Huowang was about to go in, a hand patted Li Huowang's shoulder.
Li Huowang was in a cold sweat instantly, he was obviously invisible, yet someone could see him!
As soon as he turned around while holding the sword, he saw a man dressed as a scholar standing behind him.
"Wow~" The folding fan in the scholar's hand was opened, and four large brush characters were written on it, "I am born with my talent."
"Your name is Erjiu, right? It's so strange, your five elements, fire and gold are still there, but why are the remaining three elements missing?"
Li Huowang frowned and stared at the unknown person in front of him, his vigilance reached the peak.
In this strange place, there are too many possibilities for this person's identity, the biggest possibility is that he is just sitting on his feet and playing tricks.
Maybe it's even worse, this person is the one who only sees the person but doesn't know his name.
"Doesn't it hurt to have a knife stuck in your face? Why don't you pull it out? And it's the knife of the man who credited it. If you credit his knife, he will take your luck."
As the scholar waved the fan, the rusty blades on Li Huowang's face were pulled out one after another, followed by another fan, and the wounds on Li Huowang's face were quickly glued together.
As soon as the scholar moved, the scythe in Li Huowang's hand was already attached to his skin.
"Who the **** are you?" Li Huowang stared at him and asked word by word.
Seeing the deep vigilance in Li Huowang's eyes, the scholar sighed and stopped, as if he was thinking about something.
After a few breaths, the scholar spoke again. "That's all."
"Xiaosheng still has something to do, so let's go first. Since you have joined Tianjiansi, you should live well. Sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness."
The scholar bent down and squatted down, took out a black spindle from his arms and put it on the ground. "Xiaosheng will save you something, this thing is more useful than the mask on your face."
After the release, the scholar did nothing else, nodded to Li Huowang approvingly, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the Buddhist Bone Temple.
"There will be a time later, Erjiu, Xiaosheng Zhuge Yuan, if you encounter troubles that you can't solve, remember to come to Xingdao in the West Sea to find Xiaosheng. Although your ability is limited, you will try to help Xiaosheng if you can."
The scholar left, but Li Huowang stood still. The scholar had a strange feeling with him. After he thought about it carefully for a long time, he finally realized that it was an extremely rare kindness in this world.
This kind of direct expression of kindness is the first time, and he has only felt it from the hallucination side.
Even the meditating teacher has never had it, because the teacher always buries kindness in her heart.
After a moment of doubt, Li Huowang shook his head vigorously, his eyes became firm.
"No! That scholar must have a ghost! I can't be entangled by him. I have suffered enough losses. I must never fall into the same pit again."
Li Huowang glanced at the spindle wrapped with black thread on the ground, turned around and walked towards the side hall next to him.
Li Huowang felt very awkward about today's errand, what happened, and the people he met.
But I can't tell where it's awkward. It's like looking at flowers through a fog, and I can't see clearly through a layer.
After Li Huowang walked into the side hall again, he was stunned.
The four people just now have now become six people, and there is another monk beside him, and another Hong Da.
Looking at them standing there arguing fiercely, Li Huowang smiled, "It's interesting."
Li Huowang patted the dust on his body, straightened his Taoist robe, put his sword into the scabbard, stepped over the threshold of the side hall, and joined them.
Seeing Li Huowang walking in, Li Huowang inside widened his eyes and slapped his forehead, "Okay, here's another one!"
"This person is the real earjoo,"
"This person is a fake, he just forgot his way."
The two infatuated monks also gave two completely different answers with his heart-through.
Li Huowang sized up the two obsessed monks, and for a moment he couldn't tell which one was pretending to be Zuo Wangdao, and which one was the real monk who framed him.
For a while, there was a lot of noise in the hall, and when there was an extra heart attack, the function of distinguishing the true from the false would become invalid, and no one could tell who was real and who was fake.
It was time to go to war several times, but under the persuasion of others, it was finally not to the point of doing it.
At the moment, Li Huowang is the one who doesn't care the most, he doesn't need to tell the truth from the fake, he just came to watch the play.
When they have won a victory, it is time to do it themselves.
Looking at the chaos in front of him, the corners of Li Huowang's mouth rose slightly, and he could understand the idea of sitting and forgetting his way.
This scene is really interesting when things don't matter to me.
"Enough!" An angry male duck's voice made everyone stop their mouths, and turned their heads to look at the entrance of the hall.
It was a record, and he walked in with a shrunken head that was only half the size in his hand.
His loose eyebrows were trembling with anger, and his expression was extremely ugly.
He walked in front of the crowd and looked at the two identical Li Huowang, the two identical Hong Da, and the two identical infatuated monks in front of him.
Looking at them, Xiang raised the head in his hand, slowly opened his mouth and said, "What are you playing with! This is Fa Cai's head! Fa Cai would have died a long time ago!"
This sentence made everyone present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Fa Cai, Fa Cai, one of the three yuan, died like this, how powerful was the person who killed him?