It takes a while to walk back to the town from Evil Spirit Peak. Although the law enforcement officers from the Internal Affairs Bureau in black and blood scarf said nothing, when we returned to the town, we saw that most of the shops on Qingshi Long Street were empty.
After being closed, those black-clad priests and white-robed priests with black armbands on their arms were questioning everyone in the streets and alleys. The atmosphere was tense. Occasionally, a group of black-clothed men with blood scarves holding short sticks hurried past. It seemed that there was someone somewhere.
A situation occurs.
Seeing this scene, the people nearby were talking a lot. One person raised a question, saying that the general altar is in the blessed land of cave heaven, with a gap in space, and everyone around it should be safe, and the mountain gate has a Netherworld Bone Dragon handle and is guarded by a large formation. Those green...
Where did the Taoist priest come from?
The incident happened suddenly, no one knew about it, and many people were whispering their guesses. At this time, Zamao Xiaodao glanced at me with worry.
I understood what he meant. The operator of the mountain gate formation was none other than Luo Xiaobei, who had always refused to join the evil spirit sect. Although this girl was born in an evil spirit, she had always been in a state of disobedience.
Lunan practices in her hometown, and it was previously revealed that Little Buddha invited her to be the chief formation master, but she refused, and now she appears here. I can guess that she must be here for her sister without even guessing.
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If things had not reached a very dangerous state, a crazy woman like Luo Xiaobei would not be subject to such constraints.
The problem also comes from this. She, Luo Xiaobei, is guarding the mountain gate formation, and the Nether Bone Dragon seems to be obeying Luo Feiyu's orders. However, just yesterday, Wang Zhengxiao, the grandson of the former left envoy and the cousin of the Luo sisters, died.
In the Purple Bamboo Forest, a green-robed Taoist priest invaded the mysterious Evil Spirit Sect's main altar today. Everything pointed to the third figure of the Evil Spirit Sect, and he also came to greet the old party.
If Foye Hall takes the opportunity to launch an attack, I wonder if Luo Feiyu can withstand this disaster?
We had previously hoped that the Luo sisters would break away from the Evil Spirit Cult and no longer be controlled by the Little Buddha of the Evil Spirit Cult, so as not to have to fight with us. However, when the real thing came, both Zamao Xiaodao and I were a little bit disappointed. What if
It was these two silly girls who succeeded in overthrowing Foye Hall. I am afraid that they will have already died before they can fight against us. By that time, will it be so important whether it is good or evil?
After a desolate journey, Zamao Xiaodao and I returned to Granny Yan’s small courtyard. The blind old woman was not at home, and only the little girl Su Wan was worshiping God in the main room.
The girl knelt down under the shrine in the main room and prayed devoutly towards the expressionless Almighty God, hoping that her father would come back soon and bring her a lot of delicious food. The sky had fallen into darkness and was faint.
Under the oil lamp, such a small figure knelt there, and the light stretched her shadow long. From an aesthetic composition point of view, it looked so beautiful, but I sighed deeply in my heart.
Her father has long since lost his soul and will never come back.
There were meals prepared in the kitchen, and they were all still warm. When Su Wan saw us coming back, she stopped praying, invited us to eat, and told me that grandma had been taken up the mountain and might not be able to come back today. A blind old woman also
Someone specially picked her up, which shows that she must be very special. This can also be seen from the fact that Zhai Danfeng came to see her earlier.
After hastily finishing dinner, Jin Xiaoxiao came over and handed Zamao Xiaodao and me two bamboo signs with numbers on them.
This brand is about half the size of a palm, beautifully carved, and has an exquisite rune attached to it. She told us two things. The first is that Wang Yongfa has been recognized by Death Valley and has become a subordinate of the Yin Demon.
As a formal member, he will not come back to live in the future and will be stationed on the peak. Another point is to try not to run around. If anyone on patrol asks, show them this sign.
I took the bamboo card and tossed it. I felt that the weight was a little heavier than I expected, and the rune seemed to have the function of identifying one's identity.
When I saw this thing, I immediately knew that the corpses carried out from the purple bamboo forest at night were not all infiltrators. Some people had escaped, and that person's skills were not low, otherwise the Evil Spirit Cult would not have been able to do this.
As if facing a powerful enemy, everyone was given a bamboo plaque like this.
Jin Xiaoxiao was not just responsible for the two of us. After giving us the bamboo sign, he left in a hurry. Su Wan was very good and went back to the room to sleep after eight o'clock. Zamao Xiaodao and I were sitting in the yard.
At the table under the tree, I took out the bamboo signs from my arms and threw them to Zamao Xiaodao. He took them, put them together with his own, arranged them, then counted them with his hands, and said to me in a low voice: "No.
The rest is just a very simple identification rune."
Speaking of the way of talismans, it can defeat the real person Longhushan Wangyue in a head-on battle. Zamao Xiaodao is worthy of becoming a master of the sect. After his appraisal, I know that there is no tracking and monitoring function, and my tense heart is relieved.
He let out a long breath.
Zamao Xiaodao and I had known for a long time that Granny Yan had some problems, so we hadn’t communicated with her in the past few days. We were cautious, for fear that others would notice the problem. But the blind old woman went up the mountain, so she didn’t have too many scruples and sensed it.
At first glance, no surveillance position was found, but just in case, Zamao Xiaodao drew a vague rune in the air behind his back, temporarily blocking our words.
After doing all this, Zamao Xiaodao lowered his voice and said: "Little Poison, when I came back just now, those people who died looked a bit like Taoist priests from Qingcheng..."
There are more than one temple and Taoist temple in all the famous mountains and rivers, such as Mount Tai, Mount Song, besides Shaolin, there are other Quanzhen Mountains, and Mount Qingcheng, located to the west of Jinguan City, is the birthplace of Taoism, and it is also the fifth cave heaven among the ten Taoist cave heavens and blessed places. There are Celestial Masters.
Cave, Jianfu Palace, Shangqing Palace, Zushi Palace, Yuanming Palace, Laojun Pavilion, Yuqing Palace, Chaoyang Cave, etc. There are dozens of Taoist temples, and the sects are even more diverse, including Nantian Master Taoism, Quanzhen Taoism, and Longmen Sect.
, but when they go out for activities, they usually wear the same attire to represent them.
Maoshan is not very harmonious with Laoshan, Longhushan and other factions, but the relationship with Qingcheng and Shushan has always been good. When Yang Zhixiu overstepped his authority and chased me and Zamao Xiaodao, these two places also contributed.
It can be seen that Zamao Xiaodao has been studying and handling academic affairs with Tao Jinhong for more than a year, and he can naturally distinguish them clearly. If he says yes, then that's it.
Among the top ten masters, there is also one in Qingcheng. Could it be that the reclusive old man came in person to break through the defense and let the killer come in?
Zamao Xiaodao and I both have some doubts. We naturally know our mission, which is to sneak into the headquarters of the Evil Spirit Cult, take advantage of all the big shots to gather together, provide locations, gather people, and have nothing to do until we have enough to eat all day long.
All the idlers were caught in one swoop. Although the people who have sneaked in here are not part of the plan, we are still in the same camp after all. It would not be justified if we do nothing to save them.
I discussed it with Zamao Xiaodao, and finally the guy agreed that he would sneak out later, check the wind direction, and try to find opportunities to send messages to the outside world.
I expressed that I wanted to go along, but Zamao Xiaodao was firmly opposed. He said that it was not easy for us to get our identities, and we had also gained the trust of the Evil Spirit Sect. If we could avoid being exposed, then we must not be exposed. There would be nothing wrong with leaving me here.
We can handle some emergencies, and if both of us are exposed, I'm afraid the corpses those people will carry tomorrow will be ours.
In fact, the safest thing to do is for everyone to go back to their houses and sleep immediately. But in this world, there are always things that need to be done. The Zamao Trail asked me to guard the back road. This statement finally convinced me. After a
After another careful reconnaissance, I gave in, and the Zamao Trail jumped out of the back wall like a gecko and dived into the darkness.
There was a lot of noise that night, and we didn't know the world on the mountain. However, the long streets and alleys outside were trampled back and forth.
Fortunately, those guys were only patrolling outside and did not come in to search, which saved me a lot of trouble.
Time passed little by little. I sat cross-legged on the bed, tried to calm my mood, and then moved the Qi throughout my body, doing it for one big week, and then another, endlessly, letting my Qi flow.
I tried my best to keep my body in peak condition. Unknowingly, a long time passed. At a certain moment, I clearly heard a very slight sound coming from the backyard. My whole body immediately jumped up from the bed. My body looked like a ghost.
The child appeared in the corner of the yard and looked carefully towards the place where the noise was coming from in the backyard.
I hold in my hand a fruit knife found in Granny Yan's house. The blade is not sharp, but I am absolutely confident that I can send it to the heart of anyone who is hostile to me.
However, the knife was of no use. I soon saw two people climbing over the wall, and one of them was Zamao Xiaolu.
The other one was lying on the back of Zamao Path, dying.
Zamao Xiaodao was very tired on weekdays, but once he entered a serious state, he became decisive. As soon as I appeared in the shadow of the corner, he knew it and shouted in my direction: "Little poison, is there anything you can do?"
Can you dissipate the bloody smell from his body? Otherwise, within half an hour, those turtle grandsons will be able to smell it and come looking for him!"
I looked around, slapped my chest, and left this task to the introverted Fat Chongzi, while I helped Zamao Xiaodao get the guy on his back into the room. When I closed the door,
Zamao Xiaodao asked me with a half-smile but not a smile, if I knew who this guy was? When he asked, I became more curious. When I lowered my head, I saw a bearded man, whom I didn't recognize.
Seeing me shaking my head, Zamao Xiaodao wiped the guy's bloody mouth, spread his beard, and said with a smile: "Would you like to see it again?"