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There happened to be a cart of medicinal materials in the Zhong family coming out from the west gate of the city.

Ao Wu followed the carriage and left the city gate together.

The energy of Qingjian City seems to be very awesome. Of course, I don’t know if this is not the energy produced by the rich second generation.

When I arrived at the city gate, I saw an official and constable inspecting everyone entering and leaving.

Alai knew the detective and shouted, "Brother Wang, it's so hard!"

"It turns out it's Brother Alai, this is Doctor Zhong's medicine cart!" Constable Wang smiled and said hello, "The county magistrate's order, we have to come here to guard the city gate."

Alai asked the groom to stop the car, and he chatted with Constable Wang for a few words. This means that Constable Wang can see clearly that the people sitting in the car are all from the Zhong family, small county town. These people are all familiar faces and no strangers. Take a look and you can leave the city gate without checking.

"Brother Wang, we're leaving!" Alai waved to Constable Wang.

"Brother Alai, please leave, Jun Xiucai." Constable Wang waved his hand.

The carriage had just taken two steps.

"Stop!" a loud voice shouted, "Why did you let it go without checking?"

When Constable Wang saw the person, he said unhappily: "Constable Ma, these are all acquaintances. I can tell at a glance whether it is an assassin. Do you want to talk about it?"

The horse detective looked at it and of course he knew everyone. He said, "If it is hidden in the medicine cart or under the cart, wouldn't the assassin escape?"

Judging from his tone, he did not doubt the medicine cart and the Zhong family, but was against Constable Wang.

But he also offended the Zhong family.

Alai said unhappily: "Constable Ma, if you suspect our Zhong family, then come and check it!"

Constable Ma quickly smiled and said, "How dare you? This is just an order issued by the county magistrate. We must check it out, otherwise we will be blamed by the county magistrate. Then the brothers will suffer!"

"Check it out." Ao Wu said.

Alai no longer fought with the horse detective again. If it were normal, he would really argue with the horse detective to the end. The well-known person in the Zhong family was actually investigated.

Ao Wu saw the rich second generation walking towards Qingtao with a flattering smile. Only then did he see clearly the man's appearance, a very masculine man in his twenties.

His face turned pale. It seemed that this soft sword was a treasure. It was ruined last night. It must have felt so distressed that my intestines were blue.

They got closer and closer, and the detective was still carrying medicinal materials in the car, and another person went to the bottom of the car to see what happened. Alai drank it dissatisfied: "Did you see clearly? Only these medicinal materials with long thorns are hidden. Constable, please hide them in and let me take a look."

Ao Wu seemed to have just seen the rich second generation and waved, "Brother Kang, where are you going? Is this a friend you mentioned a few days ago? Why don't you introduce it to me?"

At this time, the rich second generation was very upset and had no intention of taking care of Ao Wu: "With a distinguished guest, I will talk to you if I have time."

Then he pointed his butt at Ao Wu.

Of course, Qingtao would not surrender to see a scholar, and the attitude of the rich second generation also somewhat affected his judgment of Ao Wu.

So the constable brought the medicinal materials into the cart and the medicine truck went out.

When the medicine cart arrived at the foot of Liangfu Mountain, Ao Wu got out of the car, waved his hand with Alai, and took a package into the mountain.

Inside are clothes and dry food.

To practice in the mountains for five days, you have to find a quiet place and have rich spiritual energy.

The bandit's nest last time was a cave, which was quiet, but the four corpses were burned there, so Ao Wu was not interested in living there, and the corpse was probably not completely burned.

Cross Liangfu Mountain, climb up Mount Tai, and walk to the depths of Mount Tai.

At night, no suitable place was found, so Ao Wu beat a big tree and rested for one night.

I meditated for a while before leaning against the tree and taking a nap.

On summer nights, there are many mosquitoes in the mountains, and the buzzing sounds of various small insects keep ringing in my ears.

But Ao Wu sat there, within one meter around, but no mosquito was approaching, and there seemed to be a protective circle in the air.

After dawn, Ao Wu went to a stream to wash his face, and then punched a set of punches on a flat ground.

There are fruits on the mountain this season. Ao Wu doesn't have to eat dry food. He climbed onto the trees and picked a lot of fruits. They were sour and sweet, and they tasted quite refreshing, satisfying his small temple.

While Ao Wu was leaning against the trunk of a tree and biting the green fruit, a young monk wearing a gray monk's robe, carrying a wooden barrel, arrived by the stream. Looking at it, there was Shaolin Temple nearby, and the young monk came out to fetch water.

But the little monk's actions next made Ao Wu spew out the fruit residue in his mouth.

He first filled the barrel with water, then did not leave, but took off his pants and urinated into the stream.

Hey, hey, are you destroying the bridge when you cross the river? After you make water at home, you will immediately pollute the water source? Don’t others not be able to drink it?

Boss, I just drank the water from the stream, and it’s good that you got up early!

The stream is flowing live water, and urine will flow down, but who knows it will not remain. The pee you scattered today may be drunk tomorrow by you. Have you realized it?

Regardless of whether the little monk realized it or not, Ao Wu suddenly realized something. The little monk wouldn't pee the same yesterday, right? Wasn't the water he drank just now that he was hit?

At this moment, Ao Wu vomited all the things in his mouth. The little bald donkey who killed thousands of swords really wanted to go out and press him into the water now and let him drink it by himself.

When Ao Wu was angry, the young monk was dressed and had already left with a bucket.

Forget it, don't bother with a little bald donkey.

But if people are destined to be destined to meet them, they will meet them in the end. After eating the fruit, Ao Wu continued to wander around the mountains. At noon, he actually saw steps on the mountain road. At the end of the steps was a temple, and the little bald donkey peeing stood in front of the temple.

Why is it that he so accurately? Because there are four cylinders on the little bald donkey's head?

Isn’t there a nine-tube on the monk’s head? Why is the little monk a four-tube?

Although it is strange and puzzled, it is better to recognize this little bald donkey who has broken the bridge across the river.

"Donor, this is Puzhao Temple." The little bald donkey saw Ao Wu and blinked his eyes twice, curious about how a scholar came in the deep mountains.

He felt that the scholar's eyes were very pissed, as if he could see through them. Although his eyes were very ordinary, the little monk felt that he was being seen.

Of course he didn't know that all his scandals were watched by Ao Wu.

"My little master, I came to the mountain to find medicine." Ao Wu replied.

It turned out that he was passing by. The little bald donkey said oh, turned around and left. An old monk walked out of the temple gate, knocking the little monk's head, making a sound like a wooden fish: "Don't be rude."

"Master..." He held Sitong's head and said dissatisfiedly, but he was afraid that he would attract a second Pork Su, so he quickly responded: "Yes."

The old monk walked out and tied his hands to Ao Wu: "I, Zhikong, the host of Puzhao Temple, just now, the young disciple is rude, so I don't blame him. The donor went deep into the mountains to find medicine, but I'm afraid that he would not come out of the mountain within a day or two, and there would be no place to stay in the mountains, and there would be animals in the mountains. The donor can stay in the temple at night and go out to find medicine during the day."

Unexpectedly, this kind old monk was so enthusiastic. Ao Wu also discovered that Puzhao Temple is located in a very good location and full of spiritual energy. Staying here to practice is a good choice.

Ao Wu clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Master, then I'm not polite. I've been disturbing Master here for two days."

"My surname is Ao and my name is Wu, and my courtesy name is Youbin. He is from Liangfu County." He introduced himself.

Jun Xiucai is famous in Liangfu County, and people recognize him wherever he goes. However, these two monks have no expressions. It seems that they do not know Jun Xiucai.

Monk Zhikong nodded with satisfaction and said to the little monk: "You can do it, why don't you take the donor to the meditation room quickly."

"Yes, Master." It turns out that the little monk's Dharma name is Jieneng.

The ability to avoid energy is not meant to save energy. Look at the four tubes on his head, there are five holes less than the nine tubes of his master.

As the little monk Jieneng went to the Zen room, Ao Wu put the package in the room. After a while, the little monk came to ask Ao Wu to have lunch.

Having a vegetarian meal at Puzhao Temple, Ao Wu always had to go out to find medicine and make some sense.

After leaving Puzhao Temple, he found a hidden place, sat on a tree and meditated and started practicing.

The mountains are empty and silent, completely undisturbed, and the surroundings are full of spiritual energy, as if they are inexhaustible sources of sucking.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark, and Ao Wu went to Puzhao Temple.

Knocking at the door of Puzhao Temple, the ring that came to open the door could cover his stomach and look resentful. I wonder why he had this expression, but he heard his stomach screaming.

When he entered the cafeteria, he saw vegetarian dishes and three bowls of rice placed on the table under the dim wax lamp. Monk Zhikong sat dignifiedly at the table.

This is waiting for Ao Wu to come back for dinner.

"Sorry, I'm late. Master Zhikong." Ao Wu clasped his hands together.

It doesn't matter if Zhikong didn't say it, nor did he say anything else. He reached out and asked, "Please take your seat by donor."

Vegetarian dishes are salty and tasteless, and they are eaten like chewing wax. I would say that the dishes in the Zhong family were the same as pig food before, and pig food also had a salty taste. The dishes in Puzhao Temple were worse than pig food.

Life in this mountain is really hard.

However, Ao Wu can eat any kind of dish.

Monk Zhikong, who had eaten very quietly, was actually observing Ao Wu, seeing that he was eating vegetarian dishes like eating delicacies, and nodded slightly.

After the meal, Jie Neng brought a cup of tea to Zhikong and Ao Wu. As soon as the tea was in his mouth, Ao Wu almost jumped up.

There was a faint aura in this tea.

What kind of tea is this?

He checked the tea leaves and found that they were all crushed into pieces. He couldn't tell what kind of tea it was.

Of course, I don’t know if there is tea or water in this tea.

Shui? Ao Wu thought of the bad behavior of Jie in the stream. He bought kudzu. If he said that the boy had aura in urine, then this cup of tea would be put on his head.

Of course, Ao Wu also drank stream water, which proved that he had no spiritual energy.

That's all tea.

"Good tea, don't know what kind of tea this is?" Ao Wu looked at Zhikong and asked.

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Chapter completed!