He Yun was stunned. She had planned to expel Bai Yiqing under the order of the master. She pretended to intercede for Bai Yiqing and secretly added fuel and vinegar. Bai Yiqing will no longer be able to stay in Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion.
"Luo''s pill room. It''s on the East Bank of white bat sandbar." He Yun said carefully, looking at the teacher''s reaction.
But then her heart was shocked!
Yunchen showed a touch of interest in everyone''s eyes.
I''m curious about a little monk who has only been in Apocalypse for a few days. This has never happened to Yunchen!
He Yun''s heart is full of confusion and confusion.
Yu Guangzhong, Yunchen, everyone has passed her and walked forward.
"Give Bai Yiqing another half month, and the deadline will be set before the banquet on the 12th floor."
He yunjiao trembled, stared at the back of Yunchen, clenched her lips, and a strong sense of frustration rose in her heart.
What the hell did I say wrong? Why did the master have such a reaction when he heard Luo''s Dan Qi Zhai?
For a long time, he Yun held back her evil spirit.
Let Bai Yiqing escape for the time being! Hum, I don''t believe she can finish the trial of joining the cabinet. Don''t say half a month, even if you give her a hundred years, she will only be driven away!
……
On the East Bank of the white bat sandbar, in front of the Roche pill room, a group of monitoring friars dressed in purple robes and round crowns laughed wildly and moved things out of the Roche pill room.
"Stop! You stop!"
Li Quanfu stood aside with his hands open and shouted with red eyes.
Next to him, Wu Juren and sun Zhongyuan lie down, pale and limp. They are obviously hurt by someone. Several martial arts disciples wiped tears and guarded in front of Wu Ju Ren and sun Zhongyuan. They looked at the arrogant and domineering supervision friar from time to time, lowered their heads and looked full of hate.
Li Quanfu used to be called a fox pen judge in the martial arts circles of the Tang Dynasty. He was proficient in planning and calculation, but after all, he only had the skill of half a scattered man. In the face of the supervision friars whose cultivation skill was two or three levels higher than him, all strategies seemed pale and powerless.
"Stop? It''s beautiful."
"I''ve given you ten days. I can''t get the tax, so I have to open the shop."
"You can''t take out the only 100000 Yin. You dare to open a shop in Apocalypse Beijing and have your dream!"
More than a dozen first-class supervisory friars of Zhendan sneered. There were still many friars watching the excitement outside, some were shop guests at baibat sandbar, and some were childe and young lady who had nothing to do. The originally deserted long street is full of people today.
It is not uncommon to open a shop in the lower ring and central of apocalypse to offend people and be forcibly demolished. As a large-scale daoshang District in Apocalypse Beijing, those who can open stores in baibat sandbar have more or less some background. Even if they can''t reach the big people in shanghuan Daofu, they are inextricably linked with forces such as Xingtian society and Tianxing society.
In the past ten years, Roche danqizhai was the first shop to be demolished in baibat sandbank.
Listening to the ridiculed laughter of the monitoring monks and feeling the eyes of the monks watching the play, Li Quanfu''s cheeks were hot like a knife.
What Luo Chuan said that night echoed in his ears: people can bear it, but they can''t be humiliated.
There was an evil spirit in his chest. Li Quanfu''s heart was horizontal. Two virtual electricity flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fist and wanted to rush up. After swallowing the Dharma body creation pill for ten days and six turns, Li Quanfu''s physical strength improved by leaps and bounds. He shook his body and tore out cyclones in the air.
"It''s not like you to be so impulsive."
A familiar voice sounded in his ear. Li Quanfu breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined. He looked at the young man in linen robes on his side and cried, "childe..."
The monitoring monks stopped and looked at the boy who didn''t know when to appear. A trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they resumed their contempt.
"Finally forced you out."
"After hiding for ten days, I finally know I can''t hide."
"It was him. I thought he was a big man when I saw him walking with the female nuns of Danfa pavilion that day."
The monitoring monks laughed and continued to carry the objects in the pill room.
Luo Chuan looked at Nansun Beiwu, who smiled bitterly at him. His face sank and disappeared beside Li Quanfu.
None of the onlookers saw how Luo Chuan disappeared and appeared beside the twelve monitoring friars. They only heard a few loud noises. The twelve monitoring friars flew out at the same time and rolled to the ground. They all moaned bitterly, either their legs were broken or their hands were broken.
The autumn wind blew across the lake and opened a circle of ripples.
They looked at the young man who appeared next to sun Zhongyuan and Wu Ju, and their hearts were slightly cold.
"What''s the matter?" Luo Chuan asked, stretching out his hand and pressing Nansun Beiwu''s arms and legs, running Qi and blood to heal them.
"It''s all because the little plums are useless and have been trapped by others." Li Quanfu smiled bitterly and said to Luo Chuan, "young master, remember that ten days ago, a man came all night and spent 100000 Yin coins to buy all the inventory in the shop."
Luo Chuan didn''t speak, motioned Li Quanfu to go on.
"You are right. The man harbored evil intentions. He only bought a pill and magic weapon with 100000 Yin coins, but he turned around and told the white bat sandbar''s supervision committee that he bought an inventory of 30 million Yin coins here, and somehow he still had evidence. The next day after you left, the supervision committee came to collect taxes and would tear down the store if he didn''t take out 3 million yuan!"
Li Quanfu clenched his teeth and showed blue veins on his forehead.
"Also, the shopkeepers of white bat sandbank testified for that man“
Hearing this, Luo Chuan still doesn''t understand.
Someone must be dealing with him secretly. He can let the monitoring friar do dog legs and let thousands of shops in white bat sandbar obey orders. Obviously, the other party has a big background.
I''m a newcomer to Apocalypse. Who will deal with me like this?
A face flashed through Luo Chuan''s mind.
Chen Luo, the third grade son of the Chen family who controls the transmission Taoist school.
But Bai Yiqing told him before that Chen Luo was not in the top five in the Tianxing Taoist society. Does he really have so much energy to mobilize the monitoring friars and the shops in the whole baibat Shazhou Road business district?
Is there another old woman named he?
In his ear came Li Quanfu''s hate voice: "it''s all because little plum is careless. He exposed the childe''s wealth and was robbed by these people. Now he comes to collect shop management taxes. Little plum and two predecessors have been here for ten days, but they can''t hold on. They hurt the two predecessors even more!"
After looking at the golden paint sign of "Luo''s Dan ware Zhai" with only half of his eyes, and then looking at the scarred Nansun Beiwu, Luo Chuan turned his head and stared at his supervising friar with hate on his face. "Lose money."
"Have your spring and autumn dream!" a monitoring friar flew into a rage.
"It''s stupid to still think about money." another monitoring friar smiled angrily: "you hurt us and dare to ask for money? Hahaha, you don''t know how to live or die. The Taoist Masters supervise the white bat sandbar on behalf of your majesty. There is an emperor''s purpose! If you dare to hurt people, great disaster is coming!"
"Talk more nonsense with him. Wait for some adults to come and see where he can escape!"
Although the twelve monitoring friars were wounded by Luo Chuan and rolled to the ground with broken arms and legs, they did not see any panic. They just stared at Luo Chuan with the eyes of the dead and sneered.
The onlookers around him looked at Luo Chuan with sympathy and compassion.
"No, I''m in the trap!" Li Quanfu''s face changed slightly.
At this time, he could not imagine that the man hiding in the dark plotting against Luo Chuan was waiting for Luo Chuan to take the bait with the monitoring friar. As long as Luo Chuan did it, it would be a violation of the ban.
"Brother Chuan, you''re too impulsive." Sun Zhongyuan calmed down at this time and spoke more smoothly. With a bitter smile, he said: "In the Apocalypse capital, everyone knows that the friars in the supervision academy are the most difficult to deal with. According to the laws and regulations of the Xia Dynasty, if they catch people, the white friars cannot resist, and the rebels can be killed on the spot. Even the lower grade officials in the Apocalypse capital will retreat when they see the supervision friars. If they are caught, no resistance is allowed."
"Yes, the supervisory yuan is your Majesty''s eyes and ears, and no one can provoke it. Brother Chuan, you should sneak away." Wu Ju also calmed down and said, "they have secretly summoned experts to come. Before the supervisory yuan team appears, hurry up! Otherwise, it will be too late!"
"Don''t worry, brother. Luo Chuan has his own opinion." Luo Chuan smiled and turned to the supervising friar. His face suddenly became indifferent.
His left foot suddenly took a step forward, his toe touched the street brick, made a loud hum, and the dark abyss like air machine spread from the bottom of his foot.
Like twelve Black Datura flowers, they swim along the street bricks and bloom. In the early morning, they look very dark and numb.
One tenth of them could not be reached in an instant. Before the monitoring friars reacted, they had been shrouded in the dark abyss.
The arrogant, presumptuous and contemptuous look disappeared, and replaced by the painful faces like tearing hearts and lungs. The monitoring friars struggled in the sound attack air machine, and the flesh began to twist and change under the pressure of the terrible air machine. The fragile blood vessels under the skin protruded and trembled, as if they would burst at any time.
In the dark abyss, the monitoring monks either screamed or begged for mercy. However, their voices could not be heard through the sound attack machine, forming a very funny silent picture.
But none of the onlookers laughed and looked at Luo Chuan in silence, with bursts of cold in their hearts.