Chapter 704: The Demonic Star’s last stop—the Song Dynasty Palace City!
"Hoo! Hoo! This Bianjing is too unsafe. We should have left long ago!"
The shouts of the Imperial City Secretary and the wails of the Zhenzhao Temple gradually faded away. Dong Ping had to pay attention to whether there were raccoon slaves following him along the way. The mental tension and the continuous killings made him feel a strong sense of exhaustion.
"It's time to find some food and drink to replenish our energy!"
Dong Ping then started searching nearby and selected this house which was very inconspicuous on the outside but still had lights on inside.
Before climbing over the wall and getting in, Dong Ping was prepared to kill anyone inside the house if he tried to stop him, sacrificing the small you to fulfill the greater self.
After climbing over the wall and entering, what they saw were not ordinary people, but Taoist priests with unkind faces. Both parties were stunned.
After a brief confrontation, Dong Ping was the first to launch the offensive without saying a word, and thrust out his two spears like lightning.
In fact, he didn't want to cause trouble, but the look in his eyes showed that he was not a kind person, so he wanted to strike first!
It's a pity that these Taoists from the Jingfa Department reacted very quickly.
"The soul turns into mist and scatters like flying catkins... There is no way to go to the sky, and there is no way to enter the earth... The life and spirit are cut off, and we are all sealed in this formation!"
"Netherworld Ghost Control Formation! Open!"
The curse sounded, and almost in the blink of an eye, the backyard was shrouded in black mist. In a small area, it seemed as if thousands of ghosts were coming out of their caves and a group of demons were dancing wildly.
In the sight of Master Jingfa, this ferocious warrior thrust his spears into the air and began to wave them around randomly. In the oppressive and heavy atmosphere, the more he attacked randomly, the more confused he became. The more confused he became, the more he wanted to attack. Finally, he whirled.
Panting, he knelt down exhausted.
The Taoist clicked his tongue: "What a good body. I didn't expect that there would be such spiritual materials sent to me. We can have a new ghost servant again!"
Other Taoists also praised him one after another. Looking at Dong Ping's strong body, they looked fascinated and wanted to come forward and give him a squeeze.
At this moment, a voice came from inside the house: "Bring the intruder in!"
The group of Taoists all shuddered and immediately activated the formation, and streams of Yin Qi turned into palms that were as solid as substance, completely suppressing Dong Ping to the ground.
When the dark shackles locked Dong Ping and the Taoists escorted him into the house, the old Taoist nun on the cloud bed floated down and came to the front, with a strange look in her eyes: "The Taoist name of my old body is hazy, but it is the purity of the past."
Law firm, who are you?"
Dong Ping had never heard of the Jingfa Division at all, and he only felt that he was unlucky. He had just left the den of Xixia thieves and was captured by a group of heretical people. He stared angrily: "What's the point of talking more? I want to kill or behead him.
As you wish!"
The old Taoist nun usually didn't say anything nonsense, but she always felt that the person in front of her was unusual and seemed to be chosen by the weather. However, after careful calculation, she couldn't figure out the reason, so she sighed secretly: "If only I could
After understanding the "Taiyuan Zhenfa", you can use the spiritual atmosphere of Taichu to observe the sky, why is it so confusing..."
After thinking about it, the old Taoist nun looked at her disciple and asked, "How many ghost servants do you have now?"
The Taoist replied: "There are already nine."
The old Taoist nun then turned to Dong Ping: "You are lucky. If you are missing a body, I will make you into a ghost servant, leaving you with a trace of sanity. You can only see that your body is controlled by others. When you really taste that...
When life is worse than death, you won't scream so stubbornly, and you'll just have to do as you please if you want to kill or behead me!"
Dong Ping's face changed slightly, but he suppressed his fear and still held his head high, refusing to lower his head: "Come here! Who is afraid of whom?"
The old Taoist nun gently pressed on him and said calmly: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I am too lazy to torture you so as not to break you. I just want to ask you, do you want to live?"
Looking at the old Taoist nun's slanted and drooping eyebrows and bloodshot eyes, Dong Ping was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I am a seven-foot man, and I am definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but you and I are the same."
It’s not worth it to die like this if you’re a stranger and you barged in by mistake. So what exactly do you want, you might as well tell the truth!”
The corners of the old Taoist nun's mouth slightly raised, revealing an extremely ugly smile: "That's true. I have lost something, and I can't find it. If you can help me find it, you can leave safely..."
"Don't even think about escaping directly. The ghost-eating curse I just cast can swallow up your energy and blood, causing you to suffer so much pain that you will become a helpless sick man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Ping felt like little mice were scurrying under his skin, gathering from his limbs to his neck. A chilly feeling spread throughout his body, making him look frightened.
But Dong Ping really didn’t understand why he had to look for this Taoist nun who looked ugly and terrifying and had infiltrative methods. He was someone who couldn’t hide his troubles. He simply asked directly: “You have so many subordinates, can’t they look for it?”
?Why are you looking for me?"
The old Taoist nun sighed slightly: "Looking for this thing requires opportunity, and these disciples of Laoshen have long since lost the possibility of opportunity..."
The Taoists on both sides lowered their heads, showing signs of frustration and jealousy.
As they practice ghost techniques, over time, their vitality will diminish and they will be plagued by bad luck. If they had not been generously supported by the guild, they would have died long ago without a burial place.
Of course, raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, Ye Jichang and his wife usually don't need them. Once they do use them, they will naturally end up fighting with their lives. However, this time is special. They were able to survive, but they were unable to complete the old Taoist nun's mission.
Entrust.
"What you are looking for is a piece of jade, called Xuan Yin Jade. It feels cold to the touch at first, but for a man like you who has worked up his energy and blood, he will feel freezing to the bone within half a quarter of an hour, and it will be difficult to hold it for long.
Grip, this is the best distinguishing feature.”
Dong Ping frowned when he heard this: "Are you crazy? Where can I find a small piece of jade?"
The old Taoist nun added: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to find a needle in a haystack. This jade is related to the Houjiang Guild raided by the Imperial City Division. You can look for clues in them..."
After listening to the detailed description, Dong Ping still didn't think he could find a broken stone, but he really didn't want to die in such an unknown place, or even suffer torture that was worse than death as the other party said. He could only say:
: "Okay! I'm going to look for this Xuanyin jade, please let me go!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old Taoist nun raised her lips slightly: "Okay! I see that you are exhausted, so you will stay here to rest tonight. It will not be too late to search again tomorrow morning."
Dong Ping was taken down by two Taoists. The leading Taoist watched his figure disappear and was a little puzzled: "Master, do you really want to let him go?"
The old Taoist nun sneered: "This man is very full of blood. He must have killed hundreds of people recently. How can such spiritual materials be wasted? It's just that this man is indeed favored by heaven. The Xuanyin Jade is a treasure inherited by our sect. If you don't find it, you can't find it."
We must never leave Beijing, so we can use it!"
The Taoist breathed a sigh of relief: "Just don't let it go, otherwise it would be a real pity, but..."
It's just something, he didn't say anything, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
When the old Taoist nun fell into samadhi again on the cloud bed and the Taoist walked out of the house and watched the bright moonlight fall in the sky, but he could only stand in the shadow, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Their luck has always been bad, so why did such a talented person suddenly fall into the courtyard and be caught at the right time?
"Whoosh——"
A slight crackle in the air gave the answer.
The two arrows penetrated into the Taoist's body almost in no particular order, one piercing the throat and the other piercing the chest.
The Taoist was taken straight up, and before the body landed on the ground, a fishing net pulled it up. Brothers Zhang Heng and Zhang Shun cooperated and dragged it out of the hospital.
On the opposite tree, Hua Rong put down his long bow, disappeared in a flash, never letting the enemy judge his position through the angle of the arrow, and at the same time looking for the next sniper target.
"Enemy attack?!"
Even though the ruthlessness of the attack and the tacit understanding of the cooperation were excellent, the death of the Taoist still aroused the vigilance of the old Taoist nun in the house.
The Taoist Priest Mingwu, who taught the young master's "Taiyuan Suppression Method", suddenly opened his eyes, floated up, passed through the wall, and came directly to the courtyard. He looked at the blood inevitably dripping on the ground, revealing a ferocious expression.
Expression: "Whoever dares to harm my disciple, come out and don't hide your head and show your tail!"
Boom!
The wall suddenly shook, and bricks and stones flew out. Lu Junyi, a tall man, and Suo Chao, a man with a powerful beard, each armed with weapons, broke through the wall boldly: "When we capture thieves, we never hide their heads and tails, we just defeat them one by one!"
Zhang Heng and Zhang Shun then appeared, and Hua Rong aimed his arrows again. Seeing the powerful warriors gathering together, the expression of the old Taoist nun changed slightly.
But then, to her surprise and joy, a familiar breath appeared: "Xuanyin Jade! I didn't expect this jade to be delivered to my door before I even went to look for it? It's really..."
"It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here!"
With the peaceful voice echoing in the courtyard, a tall figure holding a spear walked in: "I didn't expect you to still dare to stay in the capital, so let's deal with it together!"
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"zzz...zzz..."
Dong Ping fell asleep.
He was really tired. Even though he had suffered all kinds of changes that night, and even felt that the old Taoist nun would never keep his promise, when he came to the bed, he still fell asleep and quickly recovered his strength.
Not knowing how long he had slept, Dong Ping was suddenly awakened by a familiar scream.
He stood up suddenly and looked around. The two Taoists who were guarding him before were gone, and the shackles on his hands had also disappeared.
"It's just the Fax Temple. It's so hidden here. How can it be discovered by officers and soldiers? Alas... I'm really unlucky!"
After sighing, Dong Ping suddenly began to stroke his neck. Although he didn't touch the little mouse, the cold and painful feeling was extremely profound.
He didn't dare to stay any longer. He didn't even look for the confiscated special guns. He hurriedly took some clean clothes from the side and put them on before running out.
The screams were once again left behind, but the feeling like a light on the back did not disappear. This time, he ran all the way on the street. He didn’t know how long he ran, and he didn’t know how far he ran. When Dong Ping looked up again, he saw a magnificent