Chapter 19: Bodhisattva Guanyue talks about half a month off

Thank you, "What's wrong?"
Saburo sat, and spread his hand, and said: "What happened?"
I raised my eyebrows and said, "Who are you?"
Thanks to pity: "I am a friend. Do you know?"
Saburo is full of innocence, saying: "Brother, who are these two?"
Hearing his brother, Nanfeng’s mouth was pumping, and his eyebrows shook. Xie Li said to Saburo: "Nothing, don't be nervous." Nanfeng said: "Don't talk to him!"
Thank you, "How come, do you know?"
"..."
Shake the cold channel: "I don't know."
Thanks to pity: "I don't know what you are doing..." The voice didn't fall. He suddenly felt that something was shining on both sides. Looking back at it inadvertently, the two men gathered a white light in the right hand at the same time. A bad premonition came to life, busy: "Call and stop. Don't be impulsive!"
The two groups of white light that emerged from the air seemed to be dangerous, and it was definitely something that ordinary people could come up with. Saburo took two shots and politely said: "Fantastic, magical." These two compliments are really not sincere. Thanks to pity, it is easy to hug the two arms. The south wind looked back at him and angered: "Where did you meet this person? Who is the surname? Where is the family? What is the origin? Why are you with you?"
Thanks to pity: "There was a problem on the road called Saburo. I don't know. Because there is nowhere to go, I will let him be with me. Don't you be impulsive first."
"You..." The south wind sighed with a sigh of relief. It seemed to be awkward, forcibly swallowed, and asked, "If you don't know, you dare to let him in?! What if he doesn't care?"
Thank you for thinking about how the South Wind is like his embarrassment? If you change to a priest, or change someone, and hear a person who is younger than himself, he will be unhappy. However, thanks to the pity, I have already done nothing about all kinds of scorns. Secondly, he knows that these two people are also good intentions, so they don't care. At this time, Saburo said: "Brother, are these two servants?"
Thank you for your kindness: "The word servant is wrong. To be exact, it should be an assistant."
Saburo smiled and said, "Is it?"
He stood up and grabbed the same thing and shook it over and said, "Would you help me?"
If you don’t look at it, you will catch that kind of thing, get it in your hand, bow your head, and smash it.
This boy actually threw a broom to him! ! !
His look, as if to put the broom and the teenager together as a powder on the spot, thanked and quickly took the broom and said: "Calm, calm, I only have this." Who knows, the voice has not fallen The white light that had shaken the hand was put out. He shouted: "Speedy!"
Saburo did not try to dodge, but still kept his arms and sat in a posture, only slightly biased, the dazzling white light hit the table for the foot, the table smashed, the smashing, the cup and the bowl of white flowers fell to the ground . Thank you for your help, and I feel that I can't go on like this anymore. If I wave my hand, if the evil is out, I will tie the south wind and the arm of the two. The two earned two and did not earn, and the south wind angered: "What are you doing!"
Thanks to the gesture of suspending: "Go out and say, go out and say." Another wave, if the evil will take him and fly out. Xie pity turned back and said to Saburo: "Come back soon." The backhand closed the door and came to the front. He first received the evil, then took the brand in front of the door and placed it in front of the two, and said to them: "Please read it again and tell me what it is."
I waved to the brand and read: "There is a dangerous house, sincerely seek good people, donate money to repair, and accumulate merits." He looked up, "Dangerous room for donation? You wrote?? You are a soaring priest, how can you write this? What kind of thing? Dignity?"
Xie pity nodded: "Yes. I wrote. If you continue to fight in it, then I am not asking for a house but building a house. There will be no dignity at that time."
Nanfeng pointed at the Bodhisattva and said: "You don't think that teenager is weird??"
Thanks for the pity: "Of course I feel."
Nanfeng Road: "Then you know that he is dangerous and dare to put him around?"
Thanks for seeing that they didn’t have the intention to donate, they put the brand back and said:
Nanfeng, what you said is wrong. The world’s temperament and adventures are thousands of dollars. The weirdness is not the same as danger. It’s in the eyes of others. I seem to be very weird, but do you think I am dangerous?"
"..."
This is really not to refute. This person clearly has a look of the sacred wind bones of the jade tree, but it is all over the day, it is not eccentric!
Fudao said: "You are not afraid of his plans?"
Xie pity asked: "Do you think I have something to plot?"
As soon as this sentence came out, the south wind and the swaying of the two men sang.
This question is really very reasonable. If a person is being plotted, it is usually because of his guilt. But what is sad is that if you think about it carefully, you can’t think of anything worthy of plotting. If you want money, you don’t have money, you don’t have treasure, can you still figure out the few broken pieces that he receives every day?
Thanks again, "And, I have not tried him."
The two looked at each other and said, "How do you test?" "How is the result?"
Xie pity said that several times, said: "There is no result. I have already done this. If he is not a mortal, then there is only one possibility left."
Absolutely!
Shake and sneer: "Is it really true?"
Thanks to pity: "Do you think that the ghosts of the Desperate Kings are as leisurely as we are? Go to a village and accompany me to get rid of it."
"We are not busy!"
"Yes Yes Yes……"
On the hillside, the three people outside Bodhisattva only heard the sound of the young boy walking slowly around the house. It sounded very pleasant, as if he was not worried about anything at all. Nanfeng Shen Sheng said: "No. Still have to think of a way, try to test if he is absolutely."
Thank you for your pity, and said, "Let's try it. But don't make too much trouble. Is it really just a little boy who runs away from home? I am very close to this kid, you are friendly. Don't bully him."
Hearing the phrase "Don't bully him", the south wind has a hard time, and the white eyes that are swaying are going to turn to the back. After smashing them, and then opening the door, Saburo is lowering his head and seems to be checking the table and table for the table. Thanks for the light cough, said: "Are you okay?"
Saburo smiled and said: "I am fine. I can't repair it at this table."
Thank you for your kindness: "It’s just a misunderstanding, don’t mind."
Saburo smiled and said: "Since you said it, how can I mind? Maybe they are familiar with me."
Shake the cool tunnel: "Yes. It's a bit familiar, so I may have read it wrong."
Saburo smiled and said: "Oh. It’s very clever, I’m a bit familiar with both of them.

"..."
Although the two were still vigilant, there was no more radical action. The south wind is boring: "Give me a place to draw a picture of the Descending Thousand Miles."
"Shrinking a thousand miles" is a shrinking technique. As the name suggests, it is a step in the mountains and rivers. In addition to using a large amount of mana every time you use it, it is very convenient. Thanks for accepting the mat on the ground, said: "Draw it here."
Just before I came in, I didn’t look at the furnishings. Now I’m standing in this small, broken house, and I’m looking around, looking at the uncomfortable look. I’m embarrassed:
You live in this place?

Xie pity gave him a stool and said: "I have always lived in this place."
Hearing the words, the south wind moved a meal, and he continued to paint. I didn't sit down, and my look was slightly condensed. I couldn't tell what his face was. There were nine minutes and one point, like a schadenfreude.
But he quickly put away this strange look and said: "What about the bed?"
Thanks for holding the mat, said: "This is."
The south wind looked up at the mat and lowered his head. He took a look at Saburo and said, "Are you sleeping with him?"
Thanks: "Is there any problem?"
For a long while, the two did not say a word again. It seems that there is no problem. Thanks to pity, he turned his head and asked: "Sanlang, you will be interrupted when you say half of it. What is the half moon demon? Then say?"
Saburo stared at them, a thoughtful look, dark eyes, listened to him and thanked him, returned to God, smiled and said: "Good."
After a pause, he said: "The half-moon demon road is the national division of the ancient country in half a month. It is one of the double divisions of the demon."
Thanks to the pity: "The demon and the double division must be two, who is there?"
Saburo has a question and answer, saying: "It has nothing to do with the half-moon country. It is a demon road in the Central Plains. It is called Fangxin Guoshi."
Thanks for the slightest look, I continued to listen.
It turned out that half a month of manpower is infinite, and the temperament is fierce and aggressive, and it is in a strange position. It has one of the important levels of the road between the Central Plains and the Western Region. The two countries often face conflicts in the border areas, frictions are constantly changing, and there are numerous wars. Their national teachers were acquainted with the sorcerer, and the soldiers were very convinced by them for half a month.
However, two hundred years ago, the Central Plains Dynasty dynasty finally sent troops to attack and settled for half a month.
Although the half-moon country was extinguished, the resentment of the national division and the soldiers did not linger, leaving it for blasphemy. The half-moon country was originally an oasis. After the country was turned into a half-moon, it seemed to be eroded by evil spirits. The oasis was gradually swallowed up by the Gobi around. It is said that people in the night often see a tall, half-moon soldier holding a mace in the Gobi, patrolling and hunting. There were tens of thousands of residents here, and they gradually survived and moved away. At the same time, there is also a legend that
every time passes, disappeared more than half
, gradually spread: As long as people from the Central Plains pass by here, they must leave half of the
buy road money
– human life!
Shake the skin and laugh at the meat and laugh: "This son, you know so much."
Saburo smiled and said: "Where is it. You know less."
"..."
Thanks to pity, Junjun can't help but think that this little child is really a sharp tooth. He also listened to Saburo’s lazy voice:
It’s just some wild history and the mystery of the ancient books. Who knows if there is such a national teacher? Even if there is no half-month country, maybe.