In the evening, after returning to Chongyang Palace, Yang Guo immediately went to find Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang.
"What's wrong, Brother Yang, did you ask us to come out so late?" Cheng Ying asked hurriedly when she saw Yang Guo standing under the tree with something wrong on his face.
"Yang Guo, you won't be bullied by that fat Taoist priest again, will you? I'm going to deal with him right now!" Lu Wushuang also noticed that something was wrong with Yang Guo and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and walked out.
Grabbing the hot-tempered girl, Yang Guo forced out a smile: "How could I still be bullied by him with my current strength? You guys are overthinking it. I just miss you after not seeing you for a long time. No, after passing here
Just stopped by to see if you were okay."
"Is this really true?" Lu Wushuang raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Yang Guo.
"That's true." Yang Guo also looked at the two sisters honestly.
"Well, it's good that you weren't bullied." Lu Wushuang had no doubt that he was there.
Only Cheng Ying was still secretly observing Yang Guo's expression. She always felt that something was wrong with Yang Guo tonight, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. In short, there was something strange about him.
The three of them walked to the stone bench under a banyan tree outside the Taoist temple and sat down. Yang Guo was the first to speak: "You two girls, how did you learn Kung Fu during this trip up the mountain?"
"It's just so-so. My cousin is more enlightened than me and has already practiced Quanzhen swordsmanship very proficiently." Lu Wushuang jumped up on the stone table and said nonchalantly, swinging his short legs.
"Cousin Liao praised me. My little sister's meager skills are not as good as those of Senior Brother Yang. Senior Brother Yang's Quanzhen swordsmanship is what makes him so amazing." Cheng Ying, who was sitting quietly on the stone bench, said in her usual humble voice.
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Haha, what does my swordsmanship mean? I can't just be defeated by someone with one move..."
"What did you say?" Because Yang Guo's voice was low, Lu Wushuang didn't really hear it.
"It's nothing... let's not talk about this..." Yang Guo changed the topic and continued: "Tomorrow you go to the west of the school grounds under a big rock, I left something for you."
"Qi, Shen Mi Mi, is there something that can't be given now? Do you have to wait until tomorrow?" Lu Wushuang glanced at Yang Guo who was different from before and said dissatisfiedly.
"Anyway, you'll find out when you go see it tomorrow. Okay, it's getting late. I still have to go to the dungeon to deliver food. I'm leaving." Yang Guo waved his hand and stood up to leave.
"Okay then, you should go to bed early after delivering the meal." Lu Wushuang also jumped off the stone table and patted his butt informally.
"Senior Brother Yang, let's meet tomorrow." Cheng Ying also stood up and said softly to Yang Guo.
A look of uneasiness flashed across Yang Guo's face and he nodded in agreement: "Well, you can go back."
After saying that, he turned around and left. After seeing Yang Guo leave, Lu Wushuang naturally went straight to the room. Only Cheng Ying stood quietly and stared at Yang Guo's back without knowing what he was thinking. Then he shook his head and turned back to the room.
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After leaving the house where the two girls were, Yang Guo went straight to the main halls, which were the densest parts of the house. Behind the main halls there were rows of closely packed buildings, which were the 'dormitories' where the Quanzhen disciples usually rested. The room at the end was
But it was unoccupied. It usually only kept some weapons and miscellaneous items, and few people came in. During the day, Yang Guo had already sprinkled some kerosene on a pile of inconspicuous dry firewood in the room.
At this moment, Yang Guo only had to stand outside and quietly open the window and throw fire sticks at the firewood pile inside. In a short time, a fire would break out here. It was everyone's time to rest, and no one would pass by.
After carefully looking around to see if there was no one around, Yang Guo quickly opened the window and threw out the red fire stick. Then he quickly closed the window and walked to a distance to wait. When he saw a red light in the room, he said this.
Then he turned around to find the little Taoist boy who was leading the way to deliver food to the dungeon.
The stronger ones like Zhao Zhijing and others, Yang Guo, had also secretly added Mongolian sweat medicine to their meals. They must have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment. With this thought in his mind, Yang Guo followed the little Taoist boy to the secret door of the dungeon, turned around, and Yang Guo
I have seen thick black smoke rising in the sky not far away.
Zhu Zhu pointed to the sky and said to the little Taoist boy next to him: "Is there water over there?"
The Taoist boy undoubtedly turned around and looked, but right now, thick black smoke was rising in the sky, and his expression changed greatly: "No, there's a fire over there at the Yangsheng Zhai."
Before he could finish his words, Yang Guo knocked him unconscious with a sharp knife. He took the little Taoist boy's body, and Yang Guo dragged him to the woodshed, pulled off the key from his body, and lifted up the secret door on the floor.
Go straight to the dungeon.
When they arrived at the prison, Peng Lianhu and the others were naturally excited when they saw Yang Guo: "What's going on outside, Master Yang?"
Yang Guo nodded, quickly found the right key to open the cell door, walked into the cell and tried several keys one after another, but they couldn't match the iron shackles on several people, so he had to give up using the key to open the lock. Fortunately, he had thought of this before.
In this situation, he said to several people one by one: "Seniors, come out with me quickly."
"Okay." These people are also people who have experienced strong winds and waves, so naturally they won't panic too much in this small scene.
The four of them walked out of the dungeon and came to the woodshed. Yang Guo first looked at the noisy scene of gongs and drums outside, then opened the woodpile and took out the ax that had been hidden here.
Bang bang bang bang!!!
Yang Guo raised the ax and fell it. The hand and foot shackles of Peng Lianhu and the others were all split open by the axe. He then took out three sets of Quanzhen Taoist uniforms that had been prepared from behind the firewood pile. Yang Guo distributed them to the three of them one by one: "While this is happening,
There is still chaos outside, so the seniors quickly changed their clothes and we went down the mountain immediately."
"Okay." Several people nodded briefly.
After a while, all three of them had put on the Taoist robes of the Quanzhen Sect. Although the clothes were short or long, at least they were not so conspicuous when walking outside, and they looked quite similar with their messy hair tied up.
Master Lingzhi was blind and could only be led by Hou Tonghai all the way, while Yang Guo took the lead and opened the way for the three of them. Naturally, he met many Quanzhen disciples along the way, but everyone was the same.
They looked so flustered that no one had the intention to pay much attention to Yang Guo and the others. Yang Guo, who was occasionally asked, also looked like he was rushing to put out the fire. In addition, it was already dark, so no one could clearly see how many of them there were.
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He didn't think much about it. Most of the Quanzhen disciples had already rushed to the scene of the fire. Yang Guo's side was relatively far away, so not many people passed by. However, Yang Guo and his group went down the mountain without any danger.
The path ran wildly all the way.
After they walked out of the Chongyang Palace, they came all the way to the mountainside. This place was guarded by disciples. Yang Guo gritted his teeth secretly when he saw two senior brothers from the Quanzhen Sect standing not far away. It seemed that he could only fight hard.
But just as he was about to step forward to negotiate, Peng Lianhu grabbed his arm. He looked at the two Quanzhen believers in front with a ferocious smile and said with a smile: "Master Yang, since we have already come down the mountain, there is no need to do such a small thing."
I'm sorry to bother you, but you can at least let us move around after being locked up for so long."
After saying that, he twisted his neck and walked towards the two Quanzhen Sect patrolling disciples with a grin.
"Senior, please don't hurt anyone!" Yang Guo looked worriedly at Peng Lianhu's leaving figure and shouted in a low voice.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt anyone..."
"Who! Whose disciple are you?" Two Quanzhen believers immediately asked loudly and alertly when they saw Peng Lianhu approaching.
"Haha, the disciple of the King of Hell..."
"Not good!! Enemy attack!!"
The two of them were about to draw their swords and send out a signal when Peng Lianhu stretched out his two eagle claws and strangled their throats. When Yang Guo shouted to stop, Peng Lianhu broke their necks in succession. When he saw the two senior brothers who were still staring at death, they fell to the ground.
Yang Guo was shocked and angry: "Senior Peng! Didn't you promise not to hurt anyone?!"
Peng Lianhu clapped his hands and smiled nonchalantly: "Yeah, I don't hurt people, I just kill people."
"You..." Yang Guo stared at Peng Lianhu in shock, speechless.
Peng Lianhu was originally a fierce bandit in Hebei and Shanxi areas. He had many minions and was powerful. He was well-informed, vicious in his actions, and killed people with ease. He was nicknamed "Thousand-Handed Man Slayer".
Just by hearing the nickname, he knew that this person was not a kind person. Moreover, after being held back for so long, he would naturally start to eat meat as soon as he came out of the mountain. A kid like Yang Guo was naturally too young in his eyes.
Okay, I won't listen to Yang Guo anymore after I come out. It can be said that I have completely lost control.
Yang Guo felt regretful and resentful, but now there was no turning back. He could only walk all the way to the dark. When he saw Peng Lianhu showing his true face, he almost had a quarrel with Yang Guo. The three-headed dragon Hou Tonghai hurriedly acted as a peacemaker: "You all go away quickly.
They're arguing, aren't they just two Quanzhen trails? What's the point? It's important to hurry now, and no one can leave after they react."
Peng Lianhu knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded and stopped talking. Yang Guo also knew that his arrow had been drawn and there was no way back. Going back would be a dead end, so he could only lead a few people with a gloomy face and continue to pick up the path and run down the mountain.
go.
Peng Lianhu and the other three are felons of the Quanzhen Sect. They have escaped from prison several times before. Now that the Chongyang Palace is on fire, the person responsible for the keys to these people has been replaced by Yin Zhiping, the most prudent of the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples. Seeing the fire in the Chongyang Palace,
He rushed to the dungeon as soon as possible, and when he saw the unconscious Taoist boy lying on the ground in the woodshed, his face turned pale.
Then he led his disciples all the way down the mountain and chased him.
At this moment, in the thatched house outside the ancient tomb, a man in gray clothes stood quietly on the roof, watching the shocking fire erupting from the Chongyang Palace in the distance, and jokingly said: "The Quanzhen Sect is really lively tonight, Yang Guo.
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"For Xiaoyao, let me help you once..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared on the roof.
In the hinterland of Zhongnan Mountain, Yin Zhiping led more than 20 Quanzhen Cult masters and rushed all the way. Passing by a dense forest, he saw two disciples who had just died and said with ugly faces: "Chase!! They can't run far.
of!"
"Yes!!!" All the Taoist priests looked like they were gnashing their teeth.
But just as he was about to run down the mountain, a sharp sound broke through the air and came from the forest.
call out!!
A pebble hit the long sword in Yin Zhiping's hand with a sudden sound.
boom!
The long sword immediately came out of his hand and was nailed to the tree trunk behind him. It was buzzing and shaking. It can be seen that the power of this stone is rare. Yin Zhiping covered his numb palm and gestured to everyone to stop advancing and walked into the empty space.
He shouted in the forest: "I don't know who is coming? This is an internal matter of the Quanzhen Sect. Please don't meddle in your own business."
"Any teaching is good, but this road is blocked." A lazy voice sounded in the dark forest. Everyone kept looking up but could not see the person, only heard his voice.
"Your Excellency has gone too far. This is the dojo of the Quanzhen Sect. Do you want to be an enemy of the Quanzhen Sect?" Although Yin Zhiping was anxious in his heart, he also knew that the strength of the person coming was too strong. Even the master could do it with his unique skills just now.
No one can do it.
"Oh, don't scare me with your prestige as the largest sect in the world. I told you, this road is blocked."
"Senior Brother Yin, don't be nagging him. These hidden people are not worthy of our politeness, hey! What can you do if I leave? Come out if you have the ability!" A hot-tempered Taoist priest held a sword and said
Go down the mountain.
"Junior brother! No!" Yin Zhiping shouted, staring at the junior brother who was walking straight down the mountain with his eyes wide open.
But it's too late.
There was a sound of breaking through the air again in the forest, and a rapidly flying stone hit the Taoist priest directly on his left knee.
boom!
The Taoist priest fell to the ground, dropped his sword and kept covering his knees with both hands, shouting in pain: "Ahhhh!! My legs!!"
Several Quanzhen Taoist priests stared at the deserted forest with fear and carefully moved forward to check the injuries of their accomplices. After seeing them, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just a dislocation.
At this time, a mountain breeze blew gently, and everyone looked up in unison. On the big tree directly in front of them, they saw a figure standing lightly on the treetop. Behind him was a bright full moon. The mountain wind turned his eyes to
His clothes were blowing loudly, and his hair was blowing everywhere with the strong wind. A pair of extremely cold eyes stared calmly at the people under the tree, like a demon who had escaped from hell.
"Don't challenge my patience. I said, this road is blocked. If you want to give it a try, you can keep going..."