"Master stay!"

Seeing the old monk being disappointed, Wang Zheng could not let him go. Although Yan Chixia was done casually, Wang Zheng was forced to do something. If he returned in a while, Wang Zheng would have to send troops to rob him. But this was the last resort. What Wang Zheng wanted was nothing more than scanning his magic scroll. If he could use words, he would not make any move. In order to finalize the transaction, the old monk would have to play an important role here.

The old monk stood firmly with a Zen stick and turned slightly.

Wang Zheng hurriedly walked up and bowed slightly and said, "You have to ask the master to do this. The two of us have made a hasty agreement. I am not very clear about the rules of your practice. I also ask the master to give me some advice to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. If there is a conflict at that time, no matter which side of the life of a person is injured, it will be a sin!"

Although the old monk listened to Wang Zheng's words, he could not find any reason. Based on the responsibility of educating the world, he could not let this matter develop in that direction. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and agreed.

Wang Zheng nodded quickly to thank him, with a very sincere attitude. He glanced at the personalities and psychological analysis data of the old monk and Yan Chixia in the iris monitor, and a trace of unknown smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pulled the old monk back and told Yan Chixia about this matter. Yan Chixia agreed without thinking, and secretly praised Brother Wang Zheng, who is fair and righteous!

Although Yan Chixia met the old monk twice, the old monk did not give him any good looks, Yan Chixia still respected the old monk very much. Wang Zheng invited the old monk to be the guarantor. In Yan Chixia's opinion, that would only benefit him but not harm him.

Here we made the matter finalization in a few words.

Wang Zheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The crowd of followers separated and walked out from behind a woman in a black lotus skirt. It was Yumo.

When Yan Chixia saw this woman, she felt even more relieved immediately.

He did not doubt Yumo's identity. First, the three met briefly yesterday. They didn't have to say a few words at all. He didn't know much about Yumo's original role as a maid. Second, this is the Song Dynasty. Women in feudal society have no status. In the eyes of him, a man from the martial arts world, there is no difference between a concubine and a maid, and the difference is just a status. So there is no doubt at all.

He didn't know this. The old monk who had been vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name for his whole life would naturally not know about this. Therefore, he had no doubts.

Yumo was generous and blessed with a blessed blessing, saying, "I have met the master, I have met the Taoist priest!"

The old monk put his hands together and returned the favor, while Yan Chixia waved her hand in a hurry and said, "I dare not take it!"

Yesterday, it was murderous and raining heavily. In addition, Wang Zheng was basking in the place where he was buried, so he didn't even care about Yumo's face yesterday. Today, he looked at him face to face and his heart suddenly jumped up!

I thought to myself: No wonder this young man spoiled her so much. If I had a wife so beautiful, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, I would have to find a way to pick them for her.

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia glanced at Wang Zheng with a little enviousness.

Wang Zheng was a little strange. He thought about how you would quickly take out the magic spell and see what I saw here. He bowed and said, "Yan Chixia, everyone is here, let's start!"

"Oh, okay!" Yan Chixia agreed repeatedly, and took out the spell from the cloth bag around her waist.

In the late Song Dynasty, Zhu Neo-Confucianism was raging, and not many women showed up in public, so it was even more strange that they followed him out to play. Therefore, Yumo did not say much, and nodded in his bow and took the Dharma scroll directly. He first rubbed his fingers slightly, then touched the outer part of the scroll with his hands, and then slowly expanded the Dharma scroll bit by bit to watch.

Three-dimensional data of the method volume appeared on Wang Zheng's iris immediately, and the model began to be established bit by bit. The paper data, age judgment, origin judgment and analysis of ink next to the method volume are displayed one by one.

The first time Wang Zheng was in a good mood when he achieved his goal in this way, he glanced at the old monk beside him. He raised his hand slightly, and someone immediately put a ingot of silver in Wang Zheng's palm behind him.

"Master! I'm just kind of thank you!"

Looking at the silver in Wang Zheng's palm, the old monk who had originally come out to beg for alms was not polite, and directly stretched out the bowl. He chanted the Eleven Bible and said, "The donor is kind-hearted, Amitabha!"

He recited the Buddha's name here, and Yu Mo had already read the Dharma scroll from beginning to end. After exploring the data of the most central wooden axis, he rolled the Dharma spell again, held his hands and reached towards Yan Chixia, thanked him, "Thank you, Master Taoist, and made a contribution!"

When he saw someone saying he took a look, he just took a look. From beginning to end, he didn't have much time to cast the spell when he asked for money. Yan Chixia was happy and embarrassed and said, "Miss, have you finished reading it? Don't need to study it for a while? Then...hehe, I thank the girl for making it happen!"

In his eyes, isn’t this just fulfillment?

He kept it in his arms every day, but he didn't understand the mantra. This girl had not had enough time to read it, how much could she remember? She was simply giving him money for free.

When he thought of silver, he felt hot. He nodded to Yumo and quickly turned his head to Wang Zheng.

The old monk couldn't stand it anymore when he was so happy that he was drooling. He shook his head again, recited the Buddha's name to Wang Zheng, and turned around and left with a Zen stick.

Wang Zheng looked back at Yan Chixia, smiling in his heart, but still had a kind expression on his face, and said, "The amount of one thousand taels of silver is too large. I went out for a trip this morning and didn't bring enough silver on him. If Yan Chixia, if you don't mind, I will ask someone to take you to the inn where I stay?"

"Okay! No problem!" Seeing that Wang Zheng was not lying to the account, Yan Chixia took the initiative to mention the matter of 1,000 taels of silver, but she didn't care where to withdraw money, so she nodded and agreed.

This person thought to himself: Today, this big deal has been completed, and this thousand taels of silver is enough for me to earn ten years!

Wang Zheng achieved his goal, and he was too lazy to be silenced with him anymore, so he snapped his fingers directly. Suddenly, a guard came out, made an invitation to Yan Chixia, and stepped forward to lead the way. Yan Chixia quickly bowed to Wang Zheng and followed quickly.

Seeing the old monk and Yan Chixia walking away, Wang Zheng kept smiling rationally on his face, and finally showed a hint of pride.

"Sir!" Yumo slowly walked behind Wang Zheng.

"After saying that!" Wang Zheng swayed a few times as light as the breeze.

"After preliminary detection results, the paper should be made by Li Yu, the later emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the ten countries. During the Tang Dynasty and its popular Chengxintang paper, only this kind of paper can make a 50-foot-long scroll and keep it as thin as the end. This paper has been lost in the early years of the Song Dynasty, and coupled with the judgment of the degree of ink sedimentation and analysis of the wooden axis. This scatter should be a product of the Tang Dynasty and has a history of at least 300 years. It is not unreasonable for Yan Chixia to call it the ancestor."

Wang Zheng pondered for a moment, knocked on his palm and said, "The data has been sent back!"

"Yes!"

"Start imitation immediately and call on personnel to start the experiment. See if Zi Ling can use the energy of the universe Rubik's Cube to produce some results. As for the energy samples in Yan Chixia's body, they will be sent to the laboratory tomorrow night at the latest."

"Yes!" Yumo agreed and asked again: "Considering that this is a specialty in this plane, are we going to get some natives to participate in the experiment in this plane?"

"Don't worry about this!" Wang Zheng waved his hand and said, "First use the bandit's DNA clone to do the experiment. If it doesn't work, we are trying to find Yan Chixia's own DNA! In short, explain it to Zi Ling clearly that the power of gods and demons is so weird that it is hard to understand. Be careful and cautious. Anyway, what we don't need is time."

"Okay, sir!"

Wang Zheng looked up at the sky and saw that the sun had risen to noon on his head. At this time, the streets were also bustling. The ironsmen were even more excited and kept shouting loudly.
Chapter completed!