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Chapter 310 Different Jia Shifang

Songjie Rencuo was a big trumpet invited by Longkodo from Tibet. Originally, Yunxiang's uncle believed in the Youth Church, and his family also invited monks to build a resident temple. However, over the years, Longkodo began to transfer to the Yellow Church again. After several layers of relationships, he invited the big trumpet from Tibet.

Song Jie Rencuo is also a bit wise. When he was a Kuofo in Tibet, he got a holy beast from the temple. It is said that when Songtsen Gampo married Princess Wencheng, he shot and killed a pair of cubs left by a monster. He left the cubs in the local Wentuo Temple to adopt it. Songtsen Gampo also named the cub Danxia himself.

Danxia is addicted to poisonous insects, and some wild poisonous insects can no longer satisfy it. The trumpets of Wentuo Temple have worked hard to find a dragon to raise. The adult venomous snakes do Danxia bait. During the process of raising the agave, the trumpets of Wentuo Temple have unexpectedly found a way to train this poisonous snake. They can control the dragon and snake to poison and kill the target.

Although the breeding of a dragon tongue is a bit excessive, Danxia is not so smooth. Although it is called a holy beast or a monster, its survival time is extremely low. It basically only has a lifespan of 70 or 80 years, and the survival of the cubs after childbirth is extremely low. In desperation, the speakers of Wentuo Temple can only allow the dragon tongue to breed inbreed. As a result, the appearance of this holy beast is getting weirder and stranger. By this generation, it can no longer be seen. Therefore, neither Xu Fu nor Gui Bugui recognized this as a monster.

This time, Song Jie Rencuo came to the capital and planned to find a new breed of Danxia. Therefore, when he came from Tibet, he brought an adult Danxia and more than a thousand dragon tongues to serve as bait and train animals.

Songjie Rencuo asked Longkodo to dig a huge cave underground in the family temple, hiding Danxia and the dragon tongue here. However, no one expected that the environment in the capital would be very suitable for the growth of the dragon tongue. In just a few years, the more than a thousand dragon tongues at that time actually increased by more than ten times.

In recent years, Longkodo has provided Song Jierencuo with great comfort. Even when Yongzheng was sick, he recommended this loudspeaker to treat the emperor. Song Jierencuo also had the privilege of entering and leaving the palace freely. The loudspeaker did not forget to repay Longkodo. Several times while treating his illness, he also spoke a few words for Longkodo.

This afternoon, the two of them met in the palace. Song Jierencuo saw Longkodo's bad expression, so he asked a few more questions. Unexpectedly, this great figure who was the most powerful minister sighed and said to the big poker: "Master, this time my first-class duke, the Minister of Military Affairs, was plotted by a small priest of the martial arts master... Originally, the Minister of Guards had already decided that it was me, but he didn't expect that the emperor had promised Jia Shifang in front of me! He was a thing that was not even a foreign relative, and was about to ride on my head. It was really outrageous..."

"Jia Shifang..." When he heard this name, Song Jierencuo also frowned. He and Jia Fangshi cast a spell to diagnose the emperor. His magic was obviously above him, but because Jia Shifang's granddaughter was about to marry Prince Yi Yunxiang. The emperor looked up to him, and although he was very courteous to him, he called him a Kuofu. However, a discerning person could tell at a glance that the emperor was polite to him, but he regarded Jia Shifang as his own person.

Originally, Song Jie Rencuo was a little angry with Jia Shifang, but now he heard that this little alchemist had even snatched the official position of Lord Longkodo. Da Laba was so angry that he sneered and continued, "Sir, don't have to be as knowledgeable as this villain, he will give it to Laba... I'll send him to see the Buddha tonight."

When Longkodo heard Song Jie Rencuo's words, he was startled. He waved his hand to him and said, "Master, don't do anything randomly. This Jia Shifang is not only the backer of Prince Yi. He also..."

Longkodo knew Jia Shifang's background, and when he heard that the trumpet was not good for the trumpet, he immediately went to dissuade him. However, at this moment, the eunuch in the palace called Longkodo and said that Yongzheng wanted him to go back to ask about politics. In front of the eunuch in the palace, Longkodo was not too detailed. He only said vaguely that Song Jierencuo should not do anything randomly. The big trumpet thought Longkodo was timid and afraid of things, so he ignored it. He sneaked into the imperial kitchen and saw that the imperial chef inside was ordered to cook an imperial banquet for Jia Shifang's family.

At that moment, the big trumpet tampered with the dishes, and there was a dragon tongue hidden in one of the Eight Immortals tables to be delivered to the Shao family. Song Jie Rencuo had taken a little blood from Jia Shifang and fed it with the poisonous snake. As long as Jia Shifang was more than meter away from the Eight Immortals table, the dragon tongue would jump out and poison him to death.

Song Jie Rencuo was also a little scheming and used the method of curse and killing as bait, trying to lead Jia Shifang to the Eight Immortals table that was equipped with the imperial banquet. The method of curse and killing is nothing to Jia Shifang, but this alchemist did not have the ability to restrain the poison of the dragon tongue. If Wu Mian had not come back today, Jia Shifang might have died.

After Song Jie Rencuo prepared everything, he hid in the Longkodo ancestral temple, waiting to get up the next day to hear the news of Jia Shifang's sudden death, and he was going to celebrate again.

After Song Jierencuo returned to Longkodo's ancestral temple, he ate meat and wine in front of the Buddha statue. Because of the different teachings of Qing and Huang religions, several monks who were stationed in the temple were dissatisfied. The big trumpet actually killed them together, which was considered to be a burial for Jia Shifang.

Just when he was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, he suddenly saw that the dragon tongue he released to poison Jia Shifang and actually returned to him. Moreover, it was not as if it was killed, and the big trumpet immediately understood. There was a master beside Jia Shifang who broke his magic. He didn't have time to think too much and jumped into the underground cave.

Then Song Jie Rencuo controlled countless dragon tongues and rushed out. Unexpectedly, Jia Shifang's helper was even more powerful than he thought. He easily broke the snake formation. If he hadn't let Danxia go out and made a maze-like exit underground in the morning, he would have escaped by chance. At this time, he would have died in Wu Mian's hands.

However, just when the big poker thought he was about to escape, he met Jia Shifang at the exit. It seemed that this alchemist had known this exit for a long time, and he had been waiting here for a long time...

At this time, Song Jie Rencuo still did not take Jia Shifang seriously. He had seen the ability of this alchemist before. His magic was still inferior to him. Now Jia Shifang was brave enough to dare to come and cause trouble for himself by just one horse. He took this opportunity to settle Jia Fangshi and also made up his wish.

At that moment, Song Jie Rencuo sneered at Jia Shifang and said, "I'm going to leave the capital and return to the hiding place. Before leaving, I want to lend your head on your neck to the priest. Master Buddha, I'm going to use your head to refine a wine bowl and use it to fill it with fine wine to toast the Buddha... Master Buddha, aren't you stingy?"

Jia Shifang smiled, pointed at his head, and said to the loudspeaker in front of him: "Shifang's head is here, the master will take it away. To be honest, I have been releasing this head for more than a hundred years, and I have wanted to change it. Please ask the master to do it, and Shifang is willing to offer it to him."

"What a happy alchemist!" Song Jierencuo laughed, then rushed towards Jia Shifang like a ghost. Seeing that the loudspeaker was about to rush to the alchemist, his body suddenly became stiff. Before he could understand, Song Jierencuo's feet were empty and his body fell to the ground.

At this time, Laba saw that his feet had turned into a pool of blood. He had no sense at all, and not only his feet had turned into blood, his lower limbs had begun to ulcerate severely. In just a moment, Song Jie Rencuo's legs had disappeared.

The big poker was already shocked. Just when he thought he was dreaming, Jia Shifang suddenly said, "Master Songjie Rencuo, from the day you entered Beijing, your every move was in my eyes. If I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know anything... Also, do you really think that magic is above me?"
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