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Chapter 952: Learn from Qiurong

 When Qin Shaoyou and the others returned to the cave, the group of Qingtang barbarians who had been hit by the hypnotic spell were still sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.

The snoring of these guys was extremely loud, and after some refraction and reflection in the cave, it was transmitted outside, just like the roar of some kind of prehistoric beast, frightening the passing monsters and beasts. After hearing it, not only

Not daring to get close, they clamped their buttocks and ran away quickly, for fear that if they were not careful, they would provoke this terrifying beast.

Even Qin Shaoyou and others were startled when they heard this strange noise when they returned to the cave.

They thought they were some evil monsters, so they discovered the Qingtang barbarians sleeping in the cave, devoured them, and occupied the cave.

Fortunately, Taoist Master Qiu Shi and Cen Biqing contacted the Gu worms and snakes they had left behind in the cave, and then they learned the truth about the terrifying roar. After telling everyone about it, everyone was dumbfounded.

"These guys slept soundly. It seems that our arrangements were in vain."

Cui Youyou covered his ears and complained, and then together with Su Jianqing and Su Tingyu, he released a magic to filter out noise on everyone, so that they could avoid the torture of the grunts of the Qingtang barbarians, and at the same time, they could hear other sounds.

"The arrangement is not afraid of being in vain, but the fear is that it will not be available when you need it."

Qin Shaoyou led his horse into the cave, glanced at the sleeping Qingtang barbarians, and saw that they had not changed much, so he felt relieved.

In the past few days, the Qingtang barbarians have experienced continuous fighting and fleeing. Their physical strength and spirit have already reached their limits, and they can barely support themselves with just one breath.

After falling under Brother Cui's hypnotic spell, the breath that supported the Qingtang barbarians disappeared, and they naturally fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Shaoyou handed the reins of the war horse to Zhu Xiucai and asked him to find a place to tie it. Then he waved his hand and sent all the paper figures who were staying in the cave outside to watch.

Seeing him doing this, Cui Yougui, Qiu Shi and Cen Biqing followed suit and sent out all the paper figures, poisonous insects and poisonous snakes that they had left in the cave to monitor the Qingtang barbarians.

After doing this, Cui Youyou glanced at the sleeping Qingtang barbarians and asked, "Do you want to wake them up?"

"No need for the time being." Qin Shaoyou shook his head, and then told Su Jianqing: "Junior Sister Su, please create a dream for them. The content is that we found such a cave because we were too exhausted after breaking through the siege.

Stay the night so they don't become suspicious when they wake up."

As a ghost cultivator, Su Jianqing is a key development target of Mianyuan County Town God's Temple and Baiqingjiang Water Palace.

The City God and Uncle Shui each taught her a lot of skills, including the art of entrusting dreams.

In fact, Su Jianqing was already good at dreaming, but after receiving the teachings from the two true gods, this skill improved to a higher level.

After listening to Qin Shaoyou's request, Su Jianqing patted her chest and agreed.

"It's a small matter, leave it to me. I'll make sure that when they wake up, they won't be able to tell whether this is a dream or a real experience. By the way, I can also help you brainwash them, making them think that there is no one except you.

I will ask for them again. Even if I want them, I will use them as cannon fodder. Only you are truly good to them."

"incredible."

Qin Shaoyou gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.

He never expected that Su Jianqing would actually learn PUA.

I dare not say that PUA in dreams is more effective than reality, but it is more covert.

Su Jianqing smiled proudly, then made a hand and chanted a mantra, and the spirit body turned into shadows and flew towards the sleeping Qingtang barbarian soldiers in the cave.

Qin Shaoyou asked Cui Yougui to intensify the hypnosis on the Qingtang barbarians to prevent them from waking up at this time. Then he took out the mandarin duck pot and greeted everyone: "You have worked hard these two days, make some hot pot and eat something good."

, let’s make up for it.”

Everyone was overjoyed.

Ever since they pretended to be Qingtang people, because they had to hide their identities, they had never eaten Qin Shaoyou's delicious food. Even making the mandarin duck pot had become a luxury. Today they could finally have a delicious meal.

This time, Qin Shaoyou did not light the fire himself, but released Fu Dou and let him be responsible for the heat of the Yuanyang Pot.

Since using Fu Dou to burn fire last time, Qin Shaoyou has found a new use for this guy, but Qiu Rong is a little disappointed and feels that he has lost a job.

"Look at Qiurong, and look at you guys, can't we learn more from Qiurong in the future? We are not afraid of having too much work, we are just worried about having less work. We are not afraid that we earn less, but we are afraid that our superiors will not be able to earn anything."

Qin Shaoyou shook his head and preached to Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and Cui Yougui.

Zhu Xiucai said well, but kept staring at the ingredients cooking in the Yuanyang pot, obviously not taking his words into his heart.

Cui Yougui rolled his eyes at Qin Shaoyou angrily, and said with a sneer: "Do you think I'm like Qiurong, with a broken soul and a brain disease?"

Only Monk Ma seriously agreed, clasping his hands and saying, "I will definitely work hard to help you become a Buddha as soon as possible."

"Look at this monk, then look at you..." Qin Shaoyou shook his head, but mid-sentence, he suddenly realized something was wrong and frowned: "Oh no, I'm not a monk, what kind of Buddha am I?"

Monk Ma said: "Although you are not a monk, you have the root of great wisdom. Otherwise, you will not be able to cultivate your Buddha nature and light."

Qin Shaoyou shook his head and corrected: "My Buddha-nature and Buddha's light are not obtained through cultivation, but through eating."

However, Monk Ma said: "Eating is also a form of practice. The way of practice of the Pure Altar Messenger is to eat the offerings of all living beings in the world. If you can eat the Buddha's nature and light, you are destined to be a Buddha."

The messenger of the altar? Isn’t that Zhu Bajie?

Qin Shaoyou strongly suspected that Monk Ma was scolding him, but there was no evidence, so he could only shake his head and said: "Monk, if you want to save me and become a Buddha, first ask the ancestor if he agrees."

Hearing this, Monk Ma remained silent.

The Patriarch was not someone he could offend.

At this time, Zhu Xiucai, who was staring at the mandarin duck pot, shouted: "Monk, the soup is boiling, come and rinse the vegetables."

Monk Ma immediately turned around, took out the bowls and chopsticks from under his armor, and went to the pot to rinse the vegetables.

It seems that compared with saving Qin Shaoyou and becoming a Buddha, doing food is more important and more practical.

Qin Shaoyou smiled, took out a pot and put it on the ground, and took a gourd filled with vegetable oil from the [Human Arsenal]. After pouring some oil into the pot, he immediately called Fu Dou to spit out a bunch of it.

The flames help him cook.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Xiucai asked with some anticipation: "Sir, are you making a new dish? Do we have a share?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Xiucai felt a cold light staring at him.

When he turned around to look, he saw that the statue of Jiutiandang Mo Patriarch, whose appearance had been changed by an illusion into the shape of a god worshiped by the Qingtang people, was looking at him coldly.

"I'm just joking, eating hot pot, haha, eating hot pot..."

Zhu Xiucai laughed dryly and felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat. He didn't dare to think of new dishes for fear that he would have no food to eat in the future.

Seeing this long-lost scene, Qin Shaoyou laughed dumbly and said to everyone: "This new dish, one ingredient is a bit small, and one can be more effective when used at critical moments, so today there is no share for you, you still make hot pot."

Eat."


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