Tu Shanjun looked at Granny Qing who was holding a long staff with a half-smile.
Although he is an ordinary child, Tushanjun spends most of his time practicing, and he is the oldest among everyone present in terms of age.
It's just that he doesn't have a deep understanding of the passage of time. Sometimes it takes more than ten or twenty years just to study and evolve a technique, which is considered half of the life of ordinary people.
And he still is.
Sometimes as long as you don't see yourself getting older, you will never feel old.
Grandma Qing shook her head and said, "You should go find your old age first."
But this has already happened and the tall monk in black robes cannot be blamed.
As he spoke, surprise flashed across his eyes.
She remembered that the last time she saw Tu Shanjun, he was just a very capable Qigong practitioner.
Now when I look at it, I can see that there is still the aura of a Qi practitioner, it is clearly a foundation-building inspiration.
In just a few days, can a monk break through to the foundation level?
able.
But it shouldn't be so quiet.
Granny Qing took a deep look at Tu Shanjun. She originally thought that this person was quite mysterious, and she was afraid that he might have a lot of secrets. Looking at it again, even that person's cultivation became unfathomable.
Even she thought that the first qi practitioner was just practicing qi, but she didn't expect that he was hiding his cultivation.
Even she can't see it.
Just like the Qi-training body in the past, this foundation-building soul still made Xu Sanniang feel familiar yet strange.
It's as if the person is still the same person, but the breath and temperament are slightly different. However, such a small difference makes each of the clones appear to be different. If they are familiar monks, they will be able to distinguish them easily.
"Where is the thin monkey?" Tushanjun looked at Dingshan who was pierced by the steel needle.
"The puppet carriage in the backyard."
"We haven't had time to transport them to the airport yet."
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly. The black and red steel needle that pierced the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang, Ding Shan, was still not withdrawn. Instead, the dozen or so big men collapsed on the ground. The black and red silk threads between their eyebrows were like feather clothes and tails.
It is like a misty figure hanging on the side of the body, attached to the Taoist robe, making the dark black Taoist robe a little scarlet.
When Tu Shanjun walked to the door, he paused slightly but said nothing.
As an outsider, he came against the current, so it was really not easy for him to disturb the peace that belonged to them.
As long as you don't go too far, he doesn't really care.
It's just that sometimes if he abides by the rules, others may not do the same.
If you encounter someone who doesn't keep your guard, you don't mind inviting them to a fight.
Invite them to join the flags.
…
Shouhou now feels extremely regretful. He should not have believed in the words of the Sick Tiger Gang.
But as a child, he obviously had no ability to resist.
He didn't even have the ability to die with one of them. As a child, he could only drift with the crowd. Now he finally realizes the sense of security that home brings him.
"Xiaoya, Erdan, dog head, flat mouth, black boy... sister, uncle tiger." The thin monkey in the sack shed tears.
Through the sack, he could feel the coldness of the carriage deck. When the carriage started and took them to the airport, once the spirit boat started, he would no longer be able to find his way home.
"toil!"
The sliding door of the carriage was wide open.
The sound of heavy footsteps followed.
Until the light comes.
Stinging to the eyes.
The thin monkey opened his eyes with difficulty.
What caught his eye was a tall figure, and next to that tall figure, a familiar face with an oval face.
"Sister!"
When I untied the rope from my body, I inevitably threw myself into my sister's arms and wiped my tears.
Shouhou never expected that Sister A and Uncle Hu would really come to save him.
He once swore to Fatty Wang and the others that Uncle Tiger would definitely come, but later even he himself half-believed it, what if Uncle Tiger's cultivation level was not high enough, what if Uncle Tiger couldn't find a place, what if...
Fortunately, there is no chance.
Also rescued were many acquaintances from the Slender Monkey School.
But people are definitely not just here in carriages.
"I'm going back to the main hall to do something." Tu Shanjun looked at Xu Sanniang and nodded.
Xu Sanniang quickly grabbed Tu Shanjun. After spending time together, she had seen Tu Shanjun's ability to act. He was used to speaking lightly in a few words, and then someone died.
Dead people are not good after all.
"Brother Tushan, we don't need to worry about this matter. Mother-in-law will take over."
Those children transported to the airport warehouse will also be rescued by Granny Qing.
The implication is that with Granny Qing taking care of it, Tushanjun no longer needs to be involved in danger.
Tu Shanjun said calmly: "With such a large scale, the people behind the scenes may be more powerful than we thought."
The iron boots that took the step continued before they even landed: "Your cultivation is too weak. How can you protect yourself in this turbulent world? Even if it all depends on me, I can exert the power..."
Did not continue to speak.
Some things are just a click away.
Xu Sanniang was silent for a while. She might be weighing things up or thinking about the way forward. In short, she truly saw that power brings convenience.
She no longer has to follow the crowd, compromise, or live in a way she doesn't want to. All of this starts with her getting that spiritual treasure.
…
Return to the main hall.
Tu Shanjun sat down calmly.
Everyone's expressions were extremely different, but none of them seemed to have mentioned it first as if it was hard to say.
It wasn't until Tushanjun's eyes passed by that Grandma Qing said, "He doesn't speak harshly, and he made everything clear, but there is one thing that has entered our ears, but it is not so easy to get rid of."
As soon as Grandma Qing said this, the expressions of the cultivators who followed her changed dramatically.
They seemed to have heard some scary story, or they were experiencing it themselves.
Fortunately, everyone was a good guy. Even though the corners of his mouth were twitching, he was sweating profusely, and his calves were trembling, no one opened his teeth first and said anything disappointing.
"Dingshan is dead!" one of them sighed.
"We're in trouble too."
Another person snorted coldly.
Immediately, they looked coldly at the tall monk in black robes. The monk's methods were very clever, and even they couldn't understand his moves and stops. In addition, Granny Qing was the talker in the city, so they shouldn't have any worries.
However, now everyone looks solemn and worried.
"Really?" Tu Shanjun responded in a nonchalant manner, and then looked at the remaining three people in the hall.
They are the three leaders of the Sick Tiger Gang, Dingshan, the second leader, and He Shuli.
He clearly saw the panic in Dingshan's eyes and the joy of the scene before him, as if he deliberately leaked the news to everyone.
"organize!"
The two words fell, weighing more than a thousand catties.
It left everyone breathless.
Surprise flashed across Tu Shanjun's face, and he asked with some surprise: "Organization?"
“The strength of the organization is extraordinary.”
"They arrest the children just to send them to the organization."
"good."
"It is said that someone once attacked the branch of the organization, causing heavy casualties to the organization, and then the children were gathered."
Grandma Qing said: "Don't think that the attack on the branch means that the organization is not strong enough. In fact, the Sick Tiger Gang is just one of its minions and does not even have the strength to join the organization."
"That makes sense." Tu Shanjun nodded.
He thought it was some force in Tianji City, or simply someone with a background in the Great Artifact Sect. It turned out that the person behind the scenes was not a stranger.
Last time, he also killed a leader of the organization. The leader said that the organization has thousands of branches and its strength should not be underestimated.
However, the larger the force, the smaller the impact it can actually have on them.
When Dapeng spreads its wings, it can't see the ants on the ground, and it doesn't care about the few feathers on its body. Even the sick tiger gang is not even feathers, at most it is parasitic plankton around Dapeng.
Tu Shanjun stood up, clasped his palms, and the black and red threads suddenly shattered the body of the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang.
The silk thread hooked out Dingshan's ghost like a hook.
A blue-grey palm grasped one of them.
The black air is steaming, and Tu Shanjun already understands it.
At the same time, he put the Yin Shen into his sleeve and waved his hand over. The body of Dingshan from the Sick Tiger Gang had turned into a mass of evil energy and gathered together into Tu Shanjun's sleeve.
"Demon cultivator?!"
This set of smooth and smooth operations caught Granny Qing by surprise.
By the time she wanted to take action, Dingshan didn't even have any scum left.
Those cultivators stood up and stared at Tushanjun warily.
No.
The look in their eyes could no longer be said to be vigilance, but rather surprise and hostility towards the demon cultivators.
The inspiration around him was already on the string, and his aura wavered and his magic power was gathering momentum. It seemed that as long as the demon in the mysterious black robe made the slightest move, they would all attack in groups.
Or if Grandma Qing gives an order, they will quickly take down the devil.
Tu Shanjun glanced at him.
Nothing was said.
He simply doesn't believe what others say. It would be better for him to see it for himself than to listen to what others say.
Moreover, Ding Shan from the Sick Tiger Gang must die. Unless he dies, a Foundation Establishment monk will pose a great danger to the orphanage. Tu Shanjun cannot always call upon Establishment's soul clone, which would be too much of a burden on Xu Sanniang.
As for what to do with the remaining people, he doesn't care.
"Brother Tushan!"
At the entrance of the main hall, Xu Sanniang, who was leading the thin monkey, exclaimed.
"What you're doing is against the rules."
"How can we repay kindness with kindness? We should repay kindness with kindness and complain directly." Tu Shanjun stepped out of the main hall.
He would not criticize Grandma Qing's way of doing things. It was already tiring to maintain the stability of one party. Why bother them. Tushanjun also had his own ideas. Not only did he want to know clearly, but he also wanted to avoid future troubles here.
As for the cruel means, there is nothing to hide.
…
On the way back.
Xu Sanniang leads the thin monkey.
Tu Shanjun's method of extracting the soul and refining the soul gave Shouhou a great shock.
Let his young mind truly feel the power brought by strength.
Uncle Hu was right. He really came and told the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang. From now on, the Sick Tiger Gang will never harass them again.
"Uncle Tiger."
"You are not a devil, you are a hero!"
Looking at the almost admiring look of the thin monkey, Tushanjun smiled and grabbed the wine gourd around his waist: "What do children know?"
"I know."
"If I hadn't gotten into trouble..."
The thin monkey looked at Xu Sanniang in awe.
Even though Xu Sanniang was smiling now, Skinny Monkey still felt a little thump in his heart. He had already expected that he would eat fried pork with bamboo sticks.