Zhao Zhijing and others couldn't even see Yang Guo's shadow. As the saying goes, one step is slow and the other is slow. What's more, Yang Guo deliberately disguised himself to avoid everyone. He could not find it if he calculated it carefully or not.
In an inn in a small town, the entire second floor of the Quanzhen Sect was filled with people, all of whom were silent and gloomy. Their appearance of not allowing strangers to enter made many diners who accidentally walked up to the second floor become confused as soon as they saw it.
I was so frightened that I hurriedly ran downstairs to avoid him.
At this time, a Taoist priest with a long beard came to Zhao Zhijing's table and asked: "Brother Zhao, for half a month, not to mention Yang Guo, there is no news at all about Peng Lianhu and others. If this continues, I'm afraid that we
If you can't bear it any longer, we should go back and report it to the headmaster first."
"No! I made a strong oath before I went out! No matter what, I have to catch this little beast Yang Guo back when I go down the mountain!" Zhao Zhijing slapped the table with anger, and the huge force of his palm shook several teacups on the table.
flipped.
"But..." The man stared helplessly at the furious Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing raised his head and looked around the crowd. Due to the intensive search in recent days, he saw that all the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect were exhausted. Many of them had not even taken a shower since they came down the mountain. They were so exhausted every day.
He spent all night inquiring about Yang Guo and others, and even visited all the towns around Zhongnan Mountain.
In fact, even Zhao Zhijing himself was quite tired, but the resentment towards Yang Guo in his heart made him persist in searching until now, otherwise he would have gone home long ago.
After looking around at the exhausted people, Zhao Zhijing still insisted on sticking to his idea and continuing to search for Yang Guo.
"Eh..." Zhao Zhijing was the highest 'commander' in the search team going down the mountain. He had no choice but to turn around and walk back to his seat.
Only Zhao Zhijing stared gloomily at the spilled teacup on the table, clenching his fists in his hands and making a crackling sound. In his heart, Yang Guo was put on the execution platform and chopped with thousands of knives. This shows that his resentment towards Yang Guo has already
It's gotten to the point where I'm a little obsessed.
At this time, two Taoist nuns, one large and one small, were sitting downstairs in the inn. The older one was a beautiful Taoist nun wearing an apricot-yellow robe. The younger one looked about the same age as Yang Guo, but she looked older.
The other one is much different, but still pretty pretty.
This beautiful Taoist nun wearing an apricot-yellow robe is none other than Li Mochou, the famous red-trained fairy in the world, and sitting next to her is her disciple Hong Lingbo. I don’t know if it’s because the Ancient Tomb Sect has always had good looks or something.
, At first glance, Li Mochou's appearance looks as young as that of a young girl in her twenties. Only by paying close attention to her mature eyebrows can one feel that she is not actually that young.
The two of them were sitting at the corner of the stairs on the first floor. Naturally, they listened to every word of the conversation between Zhao Zhijing and others upstairs. After listening to the conversation, Li Mochou felt something in her heart: Something happened to the Quanzhen Sect? They
It seems that he is looking for someone.
Then he turned to the disciple next to him and said, "Go up and see who is on the second floor."
"Yes, master." Hong Lingbo said with a raised hand.
After saying that, she stomped up the stairs, leaving Li Mochou sitting alone, drinking and pouring herself, waiting quietly.
After a while, Hong Lingbo came downstairs, looked around, whispered a few words to Li Mochou, and then sat back down.
"Hehehe, it turns out that there are only a few third-generation disciples here..." After hearing this, Li Mochou let out a burst of laughter like silver bells.
After laughing, he led Hong Lingbo out of the inn. Half an hour later, the Quanzhen Sect and his party finally walked out of the inn after having eaten and drank, paying their bills, and headed north in a huff.
When they reached a street corner, at the end of the crowd, a young fourth-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect was suddenly grabbed by the throat with a bare hand and pulled into an alley.
But it was Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo. Looking at the panicked little Taoist priest, Li Mochou asked with a bright smile: "Little Taoist priest, tell me, what happened to your Quanzhen sect? How could you go down the mountain together with so many troops?"
?Who are you looking for?"
"You...are you Red Lian Fairy Li Mochou?!" Just looking at the clothes, the little Taoist priest instantly recognized this 'celebrity' who was widely circulated in the Quanzhen Sect.
"It's good to know. I will not kill you if you tell me the truth." Li Mochou's right thumb slightly pressed on the little Taoist's throat. As soon as he shouted, Li Mochou could instantly strangle his voice.
"You...really don't want to kill me?" The little Taoist priest was still a little worried.
"Why are you lying to me? I have some friendship with your Uncle Qiu, so I won't embarrass his disciples and grandsons. Okay, let's talk quickly." In the past, Qiu Chuji and others were interested in the respect of the deceased Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying.
He had spared Li Mochou many times, but Li Mochou was not lying about this.
"Yes...it's like this...Yang Guo set a fire in Chongyang Palace and took advantage of the chaos to escape several felons imprisoned in Chongyang Palace. We are now chasing Yang Guo and others..." Xiao
The Taoist priest stammered.
As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention of listening but the listener has the intention. Although Li Mochou didn't know who Yang Guo was, her eyes lit up slightly when she heard the word "arson". Now she knew that these smelly Taoist priests were following the people who came down the mountain.
After having no relationship with him, Li Mochou didn't even bother to kill a little Taoist priest to increase his hatred.
So after the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he knocked the little Taoist priest unconscious with a knife. Looking at the little Taoist priest lying limply on the ground, Li Mochou took Hong Lingbo and walked away.
"Master, are we going to Jiangnan next?" On the way, Hong Lingbo curiously asked Li Mochou who was walking in front.
"We won't go to Jiangnan for now. Let's go to the ancient tomb to meet your Uncle Long." Li Mochou laughed confidently.
"Yes." Since the master had said so, Hong Lingbo naturally did not dare to say anything more.
The two of them walked in the direction of Zhongnan Mountain. After listening to what the young Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect had just said, Li Mochou had already noticed something in his heart.
I had been afraid to go up the mountain before because I was afraid of the terrifying man in gray. I didn't know what his relationship was with our ancient tomb, Xiao Longnu and others. He actually lived outside the ancient tomb all year round, so Li Mochou never had the chance to go there.
Whenever he started to attack the ancient tomb, he only dared to stare from a distance and did not dare to get too close, because Li Mochou almost made the man in gray notice him a few times.
I was shocked and gave up the idea of breaking into the ancient tomb for the time being, but now I heard a good idea from the little Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect, which was to set the mountain on fire...
Didn't the ancient tomb now have two new children? Li Mochou glanced at Hong Lingbo beside him and smiled brighter. The malicious look in his eyes made Hong Lingbo tremble. He didn't know what evil plan the master had thought of.
Let yourself execute it.
"Lingbo."
"Disciple is here." Hong Lingbo trembled in his heart and walked forward, cupping his hands and replied.
"You go to Zhenshan to buy more kerosene, and we will set the mountain on fire..."