As a robber leader who has been rampant in the desert for more than 30 years and has his own small tribe, Bo Erhu is the best at knowing the precious property. Hua Jinglu is undoubtedly one of the most expensive treasures. Whether it is the giant leader on the grassland or the great nobles in the Central Plains, the demand for Hua Jinglu is almost endless. The best flower essence is even rare. All of them are tribute-level, and Bo Erhu robs countless treasures. However, the best flower essence is only seen twice, and this time must be included!

He went down the mountain with his horse, and Bo Er suddenly took his men back to the camp under the hill. As soon as he entered the camp, he saw a bald man tied to the big flagpole in the middle of the camp.

The man's clothes were stripped of nothing. If he was tied up like this, he would not be able to tell that he was a monk without looking at the incense scar on the man's head. There were too many people with weird hairstyles on the grassland. At most, bald heads had no hairstyle, but they could not prove that they were a monk.

The flagpole was surrounded by women in the camp. These women were all the families of robbers, some were robbed, and some were simply robbers, the kind of robbers who participated in the robbers with men.

The women surrounded the bald man, pointing and laughing, laughing and laughing!

The bald man was not someone else, but Zhishan, the host of Jinguang Temple. He told Wang Anran a few days ago that he would go to Dunhuang and ask the best painter to draw the revitalization of Jinguang Temple, and also paint a picture of Wang Anran alone. Wang Anran was very busy at that time and didn't take it seriously, but Zhishan was very concerned. After a few days, he set out to Dunhuang.

After the matter was done, Zhishan returned to Liangzhou. He rarely left the temple before and had little experience going out. He was honest and never caused trouble. The way to Dunhuang was very smooth and the business was also very smooth. He was a good person and thought that there were all good people in the world. He walked on the road this day and felt thirsty. Seeing a small tribe in front of him, he came in to ask for water to drink. As a result, he accidentally bumped into a robber's nest. He didn't get half a sip of the water, but the things were stolen. Even the monk's robe was stripped away, tied to a flagpole to drink the northwest wind, and chanted Amitabha!

His clothes were stripped naked and pointed at by a group of women. He was extremely shy and could only comfort himself in his heart. His body was just a stinky skin, which would sooner or later turn into a piece of loess. It would be okay for people to be seen, so it would be okay for him to be seen now. The Bodhisattva would not blame him!

Bo Er suddenly led his subordinates into the camp. A robber behind him shouted, "Hey, where did you come from, and where did you go?"

The Supreme Benevolence recited Amitabha and said again, "Good, Good, Good, Good," then looked at the robber. Seeing that the robber was also a bald man, his head was shiny, but he was not embarrassed to scold others as a bald donkey!

Zhishan said: "This senior brother, monks should not speak dirty words, as they will be punished by the Bodhisattva!"

The robber touched his bald head and smiled, "I am born with a bald head and never had hair since I was a child, but yours is shaved back, which is very different from mine. Don't call me a senior brother when I see a bald head, and why do you care about relatives?"

Zhishan said, "Mencius has no relatives..."

Bo He suddenly said, "Stop talking, where did you come from? Where did you get this bottle of flower essence dew?" He shook the small bottle in his hand.

Although Zhishan is dedicated to the Buddha, he is not a fool. He strictly abides by the precepts and does not lie, but does not mean that he must speak. He shook his head and said, "Amitabha, how good is it!" This trick was learned from Wang Anran. If he encounters a problem and does not want to lie, he will do it as long as he says this sentence, and it is neither affirm nor deny it.

Bo'er suddenly looked dark and he sneered, "Don't you say it, right? Come on, cut off his head!"

This trick is very good. He has always been the most effective way to scare businessmen. No businessmen don’t wear clothes. If they still sacrifice their lives and money, they will lose their clothes, and naturally they will lose money. If they lose their lives, they will not be able to do so.

If you are wrong suddenly, not everyone is afraid of death, and you are not afraid of the best. Although you think this way of death is worthless and indecent, he does not beg for mercy. Instead, he recites the sutra of rebirth for himself and saves himself!

The two robbers stepped forward, put Zhishan down, pressed him to the ground, raised his thick-backed scimitar, and looked at Bo and suddenly.

Bo Er suddenly frowned and said to Zhishan: "If you are afraid, let's be honest, where did this bottle of flower essence come from?"

The supreme god ignored him and continued to recite the scriptures.

Bo Er suddenly smiled grimly and said, "Since you want to stand up and wait for death, I will fulfill you!" He killed someone like mahjong, so he didn't care about killing a monk. He didn't ask about Hua Jinglu anymore, and he would really cut off the head of the good.

Before the robber could fall down the knife, someone suddenly shouted in a tent, "Wait, keep someone under the knife, don't get angry, just come down and ask him!"

As he spoke, a thin middle-aged man walked out of the tent. The middle-aged man had two beards, wearing Central Plains clothes, a square scarf, and a goose feather fan in his hand. He walked around and walked to the erect horse.

Bo Er suddenly waved his hand immediately, and asked the robber who raised the knife to retreat. He squeezed a smile on his face. Although it was ferocious and the big scar on his face was very twisted, it was a smile at all. He said, "I'm here to help the military advisor!"

This middle-aged man with a beard is not a Hu person, but a Central Plains man named Fang Qi. He was born as a small landlord and had about a hundred acres of land at home. He was considered a little wealth and had no worries about food and clothing. However, he could not study or do business, but he was successful in eating, drinking and having fun. As a result, he wasted his family property and ruined his property.

Fang Qi couldn't make it in his hometown, so he thought about going on the Silk Road to do business. However, when he was doing business for the first time, he brought goods with him when he came back, and he lost only his clothes. He could only follow a caravan and eat and drink freely. Fortunately, he would tell some ancient stories to please merchants, otherwise merchants would not let him eat and drink for free.

By chance, the caravan might have taken him into the relationship with the broom star, so he was in trouble and was suddenly robbed by an erection.

All the merchants in the same caravan were killed, and only Fang Qi, with his perfect tongue, fully demonstrated his understanding of the emperor's arts, talked about unofficial history, presented facts and reasoning, and told Bo Erhu that if Khan wanted to be an eagle on the grassland, he could not kill him as a think tank, and he had to stay as a guest of honor and asked him for advice in everything.

Bo Hesit had never seen such a person before, but I only felt that Fang Qi said something strange and there were many people. It seemed that every sentence had its source. He was a scholar who was very knowledgeable and could be used by him.

So he kept Fang Qi. Later, when Fang Qi was in Boluohu, he came up with several ideas, and was surprisingly easy to use, helping Boluohu successfully wiped out all the thieves. From then on, Boluohu regarded him as a genius and gave him the title of military advisor. Both men and women in the tribe were very respectful to him.

Fang Qi felt very good about himself. He waved the goose feather fan and walked to Zhishan, saying, "Where did you steal this flower essence dew?"

To say something else, the supreme good can be said to be good, neither affirm nor deny, but he was wrongly accused of stealing, but he could not deny it anyway. He said, "I did not steal. This flower essence was given to me by my senior brother!"

Fang Qi turned his head proudly and looked at him with a smile, nodding at him, and the robbers around him also showed admiration. They took off their clothes and wanted to chop their heads. They didn't ask anything from the monk's mouth, but the military advisor asked for a senior brother with just one sentence. The military advisor was so amazing!

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