When the soldier was about to pull the trigger, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Save someone under the knife!"

The executing soldier was stunned for a moment, but he soon remembered that he was using a gun, not a knife, and the cry of "save someone under the knife" had nothing to do with him.

So he hooked his index finger hard and pulled the trigger directly.

The sound of gunshots echoed in Dongshi, and the birds perched on the trees were frightened and flew away. Many of the people watching closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the scene on the execution ground.

However, the mayor and Taoist priest Qingxin, who had been staring at the execution ground, both showed surprised expressions, because at the moment the soldier pulled the trigger, they saw Mo Shouchen tilting his head to the side and dodging the bullet.

In fact, Mo Shouchen broke out in a cold sweat. Thanks to the shouts from the crowd just now, which made the soldiers hesitate, and because his body was affected by a small part of the power in his body, his reaction was strengthened, so he was able to avoid that fatal shot.

of bullets.

The execution soldiers had shot as many as eighty people, if not a hundred, but they had never encountered a prisoner who could dodge a bullet.

In order to make up for this thing that shouldn't have happened, he quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and prepared to fire another shot.

But at this moment, an old man squeezed out of the crowd and shouted at the same time: "Knife...ah, no, the gun will save people!"

Although this time the cry was "Save the man under the gun", the execution soldier did not recognize the old man, and Marshal Xu did not speak.

So he put the muzzle of the gun to the back of Mo Shouchen's head and prepared to shoot.

This time Mo Shouchen did not intend to sit still and wait for death. Although his hands were tied behind his back, his body could still move.

He fell forward, turned over, and kicked the soldier's rifle away with his foot. There was a "bang" sound, and the bullet directly shattered the teacup in the mayor's hand. He was so scared that the mayor almost wet his pants.

Seeing that the prisoner dared to resist, the surrounding soldiers aimed their guns. Mo Shouchen quickly clamped the execution soldier with his scissor legs and used his body to block himself.

"Commander, my master is here. According to the agreement, you can't kill me!"

Marshal Xu glanced at Mo Shouchen lying on the ground, then at the old man walking out of the crowd, then waved his hand and said to his soldiers: "Put down your guns first."

At this time, the frightened mayor said in a trembling voice: "Commander, these two people are making a big fuss in the execution ground. If they are not killed as a warning to others, they may not be able to convince the public!"

Marshal Xu had long been annoyed by the mayor who liked to stir up trouble, so this time he said very dissatisfied: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Seeing Marshal Xu getting angry, the mayor hurriedly waved his hands and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I have to leave everything to the Marshal!"

Marshal Xu snorted contemptuously, and then looked again at the old man whom Mo Shouchen called his master.

The old man wore a blue-gray Taoist robe, with gray hair and beard, and a crown hairpin engraved with a mythical animal was inserted into the bun on his head.

Although he is old, the old man looks full of energy and has a sense of immortality in his every move.

Seeing the old man's appearance, Marshal Xu put down his teacup, cupped his hand, and then asked in a respectful tone: "Are you Mr. Gao?"

The old man put his hands behind his back and laughed, and said: "I am not a real person. At most, I can only be regarded as a wandering Taoist priest who likes to slay demons."

Marshal Xu stood up and said, "Master Gao is so humble."

Seeing the old man admitting that he was Gao Zhenren, the mayor was still unwilling to say: "I think the evil man must have found someone to impersonate him. Priest Qingxin, don't you have a portrait of Gao Zhenren? Take it out and have a look!"

Taoist Priest Qingxin held a rolled-up portrait in his hand, his expression a little unnatural.

When the old man walked out of the crowd, Taoist Master Qingxin felt that this man was very similar to Gao Zhenren in the portrait.

And when he saw the hairpin on the old man's head, he recognized at a glance that the sculpture on the hairpin was the mythical beast Bai Ze, which made him even more certain that this person was Gao Zhenren.

Because he heard from his master that Bai Ze is an auspicious animal that can ward off evil spirits and avoid evil spirits. From ancient times to the present, many Taoist priests want to own an item engraved with Bai Ze.

But I don’t know why, no matter how skillful the craftsman is, the blank will be damaged inexplicably when carving Baize, so there are almost no statues of Baize in the world.

However, everything has exceptions. Legend has it that Master Zhang Tianshi had a hairpin carved into the shape of the mythical beast Baize. It was the only one in the world, and it was later passed down to Gao Zhenren.

Therefore, the old man wearing the white hairpin should be the master of the first generation Taoist priest of Qing Xiuguan, Gao Zhenren.

However, Gao Zhenren must have lived to be at least two hundred years old, but this old man looks to be in his late teens. Could it be that he has really become an immortal and cultivated the magic of immortality?

"Taoist Priest Qingxin, take out the portrait quickly!"

Seeing Taoist Priest Qingxin sitting there in a daze, the mayor urged him anxiously.

Taoist priest Qingxin rolled his eyes at the mayor, and then reluctantly took out the portrait. If he had known that Mo Shouchen was not lying, he would never have brought the real portrait over.

Taoist Master Qingxin slowly unfolded the portrait. Marshal Xu carefully observed the characters in the painting, then looked at the old man standing next to Mo Shouchen, then walked up to the old man and said respectfully: "You are exactly the same as the person in the painting. You are exactly the same as the person in the painting."

It’s Mr. Gao.”

Gao Banxian smiled and said: "Then you can let my disciple go now."

Marshal Xu slapped his forehead and shouted to his men: "Yes, yes, come on, please untie this little brother!"

After giving the order, two soldiers ran over, helped Mo Shouchen up, who was still holding the execution soldier between his legs, and then carefully untied him.

But just halfway through letting go, the mayor walked up to Marshal Xu and said: "Commander, you can't let go!"

Marshal Xu stared at the mayor with some displeasure and asked: "Zhao Dezhu, what on earth do you want to do!"

The mayor shrank back in fear, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "The origin of these two people is unknown, and as soon as they appeared, so many zombies appeared in Hongyue Town. As the mayor of a town, I

We must be responsible for the people here."

"Then what do you want?" Marshal Xu asked with a frown.

The mayor pointed at Taoist Priest Qingxin and said: "Let him compete with Taoist Priest Qingxin. If he wins, it means that he is the real Gao Zhenren. If he loses, then he must be a fake. He and his disciples

We must rectify the law on the spot and restore peace to Hongyue Town!"

Upon hearing the mayor's method, Taoist Master Qingxin almost lost his breath and vomited blood.

Let him compete with his ancestor, and he is also an ancestor who has lived for two hundred years and may have become an immortal. Wouldn't this cost his life?

But before Taoist Master Qingxin refused, Gao Banxian waved his hand and said: "Taoism is used to save the common people, how can it be used for such a meaningless competition."

Seeing that Gao Banxian did not agree to the competition, the mayor thought that he had caught the opponent's weakness, so he said: "It's okay not to compete, but let me tell you one thing. If you can do it, I will recognize you as Gao Banxian."

Gao Banxian stroked his beard and asked, "What's the matter? Let me tell you."
Chapter completed!