The surrounding business travelers heard the Tibetan man''s questions, and saw the Yundan mercury cloth Lama driving away and stopped to watch. The Tibetans who had worshipped on the ground also got up and stood aside with their arms in cold eyes, just like watching the excitement. Some Tibetan men put their hands on the handle of machete at their waist and stood behind the Tibetan man.


    Seeing that his side was more numerous and more rampant, the big man shouted, "Han, are you going to disobey the order of Yundan mercury cloth Lama?"


    In the eyes of the Styx River, these people are just like mole ants. They don''t even have the temper to argue with them. They smiled and said, "this thing in my hand is a fierce thing. It''s ominous. For the sake of your life, it''s better not to touch it."


    The big man didn''t know that Styx had always been honest and reliable, but Styx politely refused. He immediately put his posture on the curve around his waist and sneered: "What can we do with the evil things? The great Lama Yundan mercury cloth is a living Buddha with incomparable dignity and boundless power. It''s nothing to say about any evil things. Since you say it''s a evil thing, the great Lama Yundan mercury cloth is the owner of the house here. In order to protect everyone''s safety, he has the right to claim it! If he doesn''t hand it in, he will carry evil things into the market, which must be disposed of by us!"


    "Han! Do you want to resist the law?" the Tibetan looked greedily at the silk robe on the Styx.


    Tibetan silk is more expensive than Han silk. It has always been dyed to do Buddhist affairs. Although the robes of the Styx River are clear blue, they are dyed black with fuel, which is also a valuable property. The Tibetans immediately have an intention of killing.


    At this time, someone nearby shouted, "are you a slave going to commit murder in the street?" the Tibetan man looked back and saw the noble girl with a guard between them. He turned to him and said, "Yundan mercury cloth Lama is a respected Buddha. How fair he is. He asks for offerings from others. How can you come with such a vicious voice?"


    "It must be your servant who is cunning and does evil in his name. As the daughter of the huokang family, how can I let you slander his reputation?" she took off a silver gawu from her head, inlaid with agate and gold, and handed it to Chen anghao "This bitch has tarnished the reputation of our Tibetans. Please forgive me, Taoist priest. I would like to exchange this precious magic instrument for the jade worm in your hand and offer it to the Dalai Lama!"


    Chen ang just smiled and thought that the girl in front of her was a little interesting. Did she think she had to accept her favor by exchanging something for the cold moth in his hand?


    But he smiled and said: "I said that this is a vicious thing, not an empty eye prevarication, but that this cold moth can''t see the wind. If you leave the poor man''s hand, the wind will revive. Then it will turn into a blue fierce insect. When you see people, it will rush up. The recipient will immediately turn into ice and his soul will be swallowed by it. Since you ask for this jade insect, I will give it to you, but for one thing, you need to hold it tightly A jade worm, once you see the wind, the consequences are unpredictable! "


    After that, the Styx took out the cold moth jade molt and handed it to the girl. The girl was suspicious. She grabbed it tightly in her hand, stuffed it into the arms of the Tibetan man and shouted, "you bitch, don''t take it and go! If you dare to cause trouble again, don''t blame my huokang family for telling Yundan mercury cloth Lama to listen and see if he will punish you!"


    The Tibetan man held the cold moth in his hand and glared at the Styx river. However, the identity difference between the Tibetan nobles and slaves was too big. Although he was a servant of Yundan mercury cloth Lama, he was only a slave after all. If the nobleman complained to Yundan mercury cloth Lama, he had no good fruit to eat, so he had to scold and chatter and leave.


    The noble girl huokang solantsom insisted on protecting the Styx, which puzzled her servants and guards. The leading man whispered, "little master, that Chinese Taoist was so humiliated that he didn''t dare to answer back. He doesn''t look like a capable man. He doesn''t even dare to scold a slave. How dare he fight with the devil?"


    Unexpectedly, the girl looked at him and saw that the Styx river was about to leave. She hurried up. An old servant ran down, grabbed the man and said in Tibetan: "Duo Jin, you don''t know that the Han people don''t regard bravery as a good quality. They advocate silence and low-key. The mages in the Han people don''t behave rudely in their eyes. Fighting with a slave is of course rude... This is the strange tradition of the Han people. Sometimes. Some slaves and women who look cheap may have very powerful spells."


    Huokang solantum warmly greeted Styx: "It''s nine cold days in the big snow mountain Tibetan area. We are wearing leather jackets, while the Taoist priest is wearing silk robes. We must be an expert with magic power. Ask the Taoist priest to rescue our huokang family... An evil devil cursed my father and cruelly slaughtered my people. Solantum came to moto to look for an expert with virtue and compassion like the Taoist priest."


    After that, without waiting for the answer from the Styx, she knelt down on one knee and wanted to kowtow to the Styx. The guards who followed her, including the man who didn''t believe in the Styx, had no choice but to kneel down together and shouted in strange Chinese: "please Taoist priest save my master."


    After listening to them, Styx called himself Taoist priest in a strange tone, calmly shook his head and said, "I have something else to do. If I look at it, I can''t help it, but I don''t understand the whole story. How can I dare to intervene in the cause and effect of your life and death?" after that, they felt an unparalleled force and held themselves up deeply.


    Solangcuom was naturally overjoyed, but the Tibetan man was very surprised. At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, and several voices shouted sadly: "Yundan mercury cloth Lama was assassinated! Yundan mercury cloth Lama was cursed by a wizard..."


    Solangcuom and others looked back and saw countless shadowy blue light spots flying all over the world. Yundan mercury cloth Lama was wrapped in the center by these light spots and howled bitterly. His broad robe opened like the wings of a big bird to help him fly up for several feet, but it could not stop those blue light spots from wearing in and out of his body.


    Every time I went in and out, it was like tearing flesh and blood on the Yundan mercury cloth Lama.


    The guards and servants of Yundan mercury cloth Lama also fled in panic. Just now, the slave who forcibly asked for cold moth from the Styx River screamed and ran here. His face was very frightened. When he saw the Styx River, his expression was distorted. He opened his mouth and just prepared to shout something, he saw a blue cold moth flying out of his mouth.


    Then the whole person turned into an ice sculpture just before solantum, and then fell to pieces on the ground because of the collision of frightened people nearby. The Yundan mercury cloth Lama howled in the air for a while, and suddenly fell down and turned into a pool of ice residue on the ground.


    However, after a few breaths, more than a quarter of the people in the whole street died. Frightened caravans and Tibetans took refuge in folk houses, while the guards of Yundan mercury cloth Lama turned into ice sculptures in solantsom one by one. Until the Styx reached out and picked them, the blue ice insects in the sky turned into a cold moth carved like ice jade and lay obediently in his palm.


    Solantum looked at the "highly respected", "virtuous" and "compassionate" expert in front of him, suddenly turned into a devil, and was stunned. He only listened to the faint sigh of the Styx River: "I have spoken before, but you don''t listen to my kind advice? Why? Is my Styx a person who remembers revenge? Since I speak, there must be a reason..."