"Hey, monk, are you not moved by the blood-red lotus?"

On the official road leading to Sanjiang City, Acropolis and Monk Bajie walked on the horse.

"Amitabha, the blood-red lotus is neither wine nor meat, why should the little monk be moved by it?"

"Oh, you are still a wine and meat monk. How great is the chance of helping me get the blood-red lotus?"

"40%!"

"Well, it's enough. It's enough to have such a chance to grab things from the younger generation of experts." Although I don't know the confidence of this, multiple partners are not a bad thing. The Acropolis is very rational. Although the blood-red lotus has been mature for nearly two months, I believe there are already many young masters traveling between the Western Regions at this time. I will not delay if I help the monk handle the matter here.

"By the way, donor Wei, we have helped Tiejia Village this time. Tiejia Village Master had thought to the little monk to promise that once this iron spirit is sent to Sanjiang City, the court will take half of the remaining materials, you and me, okay?"

Monk Bajie sat on the horse's back and looked at the old dark horse under the crotch of the Acropolis from time to time, patted the black cloth bag on his back, and said to the Acropolis.

"Stop coming, I don't need this thing," Acropolis sat on the horse's back and waved his hands. To be honest, although this monk had a pleasing face and name, Acropolis was not too cold. After the arrogant Tie Xiaohua and this guy revealed the misunderstanding last night, Acropolis knew the whole story.

It's also a bit bizarre.

After the news of Tiejia Village being exposed, the court and some people from the martial arts world noticed the Tiejia Village at the same time. Of course, we have to mention the fame of Tiejia Village.

The Tiejia Village is a well-known weapon casting base in Youzhou and even the entire Middle Land. A few days ago, I accidentally got a piece of iron spirit. This iron spirit is unfamiliar, but in the martial arts world, weapons made of iron spirit are well known.

Dragon Slaying Sword!

The dragon-slaying sword back then was said to be made of black iron and iron essence. It is not only sharp and unparalleled iron like mud, but also has strong magnetic properties, and it can wield iron pills and other hidden weapons. This is largely due to the iron essence. For many senior martial arts people, this iron essence often means a magic weapon, and walking in the world is also considered to be an additional guarantee.

An ordinary man is innocent and he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

It is not surprising that someone came to buy it soon. After learning that the court had already purchased it, he left in a bad mood. Those who were so righteous and open and honest that they could compete with the court, so they naturally did not dare. After all, there are countless martial arts people who were convicted and executed for the Jianghu every year.

But as long as the things were not yet in the hands of the court, it was the plan of many people in the martial arts world. However, some people took the lead and broke into Tiejia Village at night. After severely attacking the Tiejia Village Master, they took Tiejing away. The person who stole Tiejing from Tiejing was naturally Monk Bajie. Originally, this was a double act he and the Tiejia Village Master. On the surface, it was Monk Bajie who stole Tiejing, but in fact he took the old village master's instructions to help transport Tiejing to the weapon shop of Tiejia Village in Sanjiang City, and people from six doors came to pick up the goods.

But he didn't want to leak the news. Monk Bajie was first injured by a woman in red. The girl from the Tie family, who was ignorant of the sky and the earth, heard the news halfway through Jinzhou City and brought a group of people to chase them. It would not be difficult for Monk Bajie to avoid them with his martial arts skills. The key is that through this group of people, the ruthless character who was chasing him was slightly afraid.

Then he ran all the way.

This is the encounter last night.

Later, after Monk Bajie took out Tie Xiaohua's father's letter, he met him in the Acropolis. Tie Xiaohua and his men continued to chase him in another direction, creating the illusion that Monk Bajie escaped in another direction. At the same time, Acropolis and him escorted the Iron Spirit to Sanjiang City.

The monk Bajie was helped by the Acropolis one after another. He wanted to make some rewards in his words, but he proposed to share the iron essence with two people equally. Unexpectedly, Bajie made this suggestion, and Acropolis looked indifferent and even made a statement that it was useless to take things. It seemed like the iron spirit was so burdened that the little monk was shocked.

"Master Wei, the little monk seems to be not very good at using weapons, but do you know what other uses of casting weapons in iron essence?" The little monk drove Tie Xiaohua from his subordinates to the front of the Acropolis, lifted the black cloth bag forward, and said mysteriously.

"What?" Aichi thought the two senior brothers pretended to be mysterious, but his expression was still not very concerned.

"Of course, it's cutting off other people's weapons!" The little monk looked in a tone of grief and angering his unconfrontation, and he looked at the Acropolis, making him feel embarrassed.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Acropolis rolled his eyes.

"Yes, donor's palm technique is indeed overbearing. With your deep internal strength, it is of great power. But donor, have you ever thought that if someone is as skilled as you, if someone uses swordsmanship and shooter skills, then your palm technique will suffer a loss?"

"Ah?" Aicheng was stunned, his legs were clamped with Lao Hei's horse's belly, and a divine light flashed in his eyes. Yes, he had weapons, but he didn't have weapons, and his skills were similar, so he seemed to be very guilty. Moreover, the most important thing is that he is now a man of the martial arts world.

After practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he had the opportunity to make a living. This person is in the world, so how could he not be... Hehe, thinking about this, Aicheng's eyes showed a sudden enlightenment and understanding. He seemed to have thought about it seriously and had been entangled for a while. Finally, he looked at Monk Bajie, "Well, Master, how much material do you think you can have left?"

"The Iron Village Master said that this material is one foot long and wide, thirty inches thick, and it will take more than half of it to the court. Even if we shoot a wide knife on the back, it is enough. After all, this thing only needs to add some improvement materials when casting weapons," the monk suddenly felt cold when he saw the Acropolis changing his mind, and suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling.

"Okay, just as you said, half of each person!"

"Okay,"

The monk agreed readily, thinking that he had finally lost his feelings for the Acropolis. However, seeing the acropolis' change in spirit at this time, he was puzzled again, "This donor of the guard is really strange. He didn't want it before, but after I said this, he became so anxious. Could it be that he had pretended before? Not that, this person is very strong, and although he has not seen him take full advantage of his efforts, he would not be much worse than himself."

This is not because Monk Bajie is proud of himself. He can see the acquired realm of Acropolis. Because his realm is also an acquired realm. Although the two have not fought, it is not difficult to know how difficult it is to know. Moreover, he was seriously injured before. The donor of the Guard helped him. Even if he was possessed with such a magical object as the Iron Essence, the other party was not moved at all. In addition, the Acropolis did not report his master's sect, so the Bajie monk named him as a mysterious sect who had captured the Blood Red Lotus's training disciple. Based on this judgment, he invited Acropolis with him to escort the Iron Essence to Sanjiang City.

After last night's breathing adjustment, his own injuries have healed, and he has become close to the Acropolis. Especially the barbecue and soybean wine in the Acropolis have a great taste. Monk Bajie believes that the Acropolis is a famous descendant who cannot be found in the world.

"By the way, the person you said you hurt was chasing you all the way, but later Tie Xiaohua and the others disappeared after appearing?" Acropolis swayed on the horse's back, but suddenly thought of the little monk beside him, asking.

"Yes," the little monk nodded and pointed at his belly. "That woman's sword energy is really cruel. I was careless for a moment and was seriously injured by her pressing everywhere."

"That's it," Acropolis suddenly grabbed the reins on Lao Hei's neck and raised the corners of his mouth inexplicably. "In other words, that woman is definitely the shortest distance behind you,"

"The shortest distance?" The little monk thought, after the Tie Xiaohua and his group appeared, they probably were afraid or wanted to wait for the snipe and clam to compete for the fisherman to benefit. In this way, they should be the person closest to them.

"Haha," Acropolis's face looked a little strange, and it fell to the bend of the official road ahead, where a simple, soybean wine shop was nestled.

He touched Lao Hei's belly with his feet. Lao Hei pushed his hooves away and walked forward slowly. The little monk followed, with a harmless look on his face, "Amitabha, even if that woman was not led away, if she met him at this time, the little monk would still ask him for justice."

"Okay, I'll say whether I can meet it or not. Let's take a break and drink some water."

......

Although this Shanwan Restaurant is not good, the business is really good. Five or six seats are all full. When Acropolis and Monk Bajie came, the guy helped to squeeze in.

The Acropolis glanced at it and found that they were wearing knives and guns, and there were a few horses with good fur on it. The old man's hissing sound from time to time was particularly harsh.

"Give some wine and meat to make your stomach!" Monk Bajie slammed the black cloth bag on his back on the old wooden table with a clang and shouted at the servant. He was really hungry. He ate half a pheasant in the Acropolis last night and drank half a bag of wine, but the healing power was the most physically consuming. That thing might have been digested long ago without even the residue.

The brother and servant in the Acropolis made him fill his wine bag, and then began to observe the people around him silently.

The woman in black in front of the left table was a little eye-catching. No, the side could be seen with a white face and a well-shaped figure. Acropolis secretly said to her mouth, it is worthy of being a martial arts era. The girls all have such good figures. While looking at them quietly, they saw the monk Bajie staring at the woman in black with his eyes shining brightly. His eyes were a little green, especially the handsome guy's face was like he was about to drool.

Damn! Acropolis' eyes were about to fall out, but I didn't see that this damn stinky monk was so naughty. I continued to observe the girl in this way. The person on the opposite side was better, so I just turned my gender and sat on the bench, staring at the side face and sideways unscrupulously.

Monk Hua, the servant came to the Acropolis with a full bag and quickly sat down and retracted his gaze. But the guy opposite didn't even notice that the guy served the food. He stared at him and almost had a nosebleed.

Acropolis was so shameless. Seeing peanuts and dried beef, Gui Najin ate it with chopsticks. However, the monk Bajie who came to his senses from the other side stopped his hand, mysteriously approached him, and pointed, "Hehe, do you see, that girl has big breasts?"

I'll take a look at the Acropolis in his direction, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. What a guy, this guy's taste is really heavy.

It turned out that this guy was looking at the table of fat balls opposite the woman in black, with his head as if he was sitting on his neck. As the Acropolis looked over, the fat woman also caught the Acropolis's sight, and her face was full of flesh and snorted coldly.

Acropolis quickly retracted his gaze and scolded the monk Bajie in his heart, but saw that he was still politely celebrating the fat woman with a Buddhist name.

It was indeed an aesthetic that I couldn't understand. I felt a little moved in my heart. Acropolis found that the woman in black turned her face and smiled in her direction.

Acropolis frowned and his eyes fell on the woman's waist.
Chapter completed!