Lin Yi walked to the door, and he turned around again.
Shopkeeper Yu hurriedly asked: "Does King Lin have any other instructions?"
Lin Yi said: "Keep asking me about the whereabouts of the Northern Demon. If there is any news, fly a white kite."
Shopkeeper Yu said: "I will definitely do it!"
Lin Yi turned around and walked out.
Shopkeeper Yu stood there and said excitedly to himself: I didn't expect, I didn't expect that King Lin would reappear in the world! What a blessing for the martial arts world! The three doomsday demons, your good days are over. It's over!
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Hexi Town is located on the edge of Chihe River, thirty miles southwest of Jinzhou.
On one side of the river is the town and on the other side is the official road.
On the other side of the official road is a forest.
The forest in winter is lifeless.
The cold wind passed through it, and the whole forest made a roaring sound like a devil.
The dead leaves in the forest were also picked up by the new wind, flying messily in the forest, and did not fall for a long time.
At this time, more than a dozen horsemen came galloping from the official road. They turned out to be more than a dozen monks. Some of them held swords and some held sticks.
The monks arrived in front of the forest and reined in the horse's head. One of the young monks said to an older monk: "Master, before the third and fourth brothers followed the Northern Demon Envoy, they entered this forest and disappeared. I...
…I don’t dare to go in. I’ll report it to you immediately.”
The elderly monk looked at the forest with flying leaves.
At this moment, this forest gives people a strange atmosphere.
The elderly monk seemed to be considering whether to enter the forest or not.
At this time, a carriage with a carriage came to the opposite side. The carriage was wrapped with warm blankets. There were six or seven big men with weapons guarding the carriage in front and behind. Because of the cold weather, these people were all covered tightly. Wearing warm hats,
He also covered his face with a scarf, leaving only his eyes exposed.
A man glanced at it and covered it with a cloth.
The young monk immediately said to the older monk: "Master, before we tracked the Northern Demon, one of them was blind in his left eye and was wearing a cloth mask."
The monks immediately became alert.
Because these monks were standing at the roadside, they blocked the way of this group of people.
The group stopped when they got close.
The one-eyed man said: "Masters, please give way."
The elderly monk asked: "Amitabha, who are you?"
Before the one-eyed man could answer, a woman's clear voice came from inside the carriage.
"Why did you stop?"
The one-eyed man said: "Miss, there are a group of masters blocking the road."
Then the carriage door opened and the curtain was raised.
A woman who looked to be twenty-three or fourteen years old leaned out half of her body. She was wearing a red brocade cloak with white fox fur trimming the edges.
This girl is delicate and beautiful. She has an oval face and white and tender skin. Her red lips are as sharp as two rose petals. Her nose is very straight and there is a small mole on the wing of her nose. Her eyes are not big, but extremely bright.
She looked at these monks and smiled.
She smiled, her eyes narrowed and curved like crescent moons.
Suddenly the smile on the woman's face disappeared like a magic trick, and she said with a straight face: "A group of masters? It's a group of monks! Monks, good dogs don't block the way, why are you blocking my way? Could it be that you are trying to make money and kill yourself?
!”
The woman called the monks "dogs", which made the monks very angry.
But monks can't scold him back.
The elderly monk said: "Amitabha, female donor, your one-eyed follower is like a minion of the Northern Demon. And our people disappeared in this forest. So I doubt you."
"Oh, claws..." The woman seemed to have realized something. Then she said to the one-eyed man: "Chen Xiong, show your claws and teeth to the monks so as not to get in the way and waste my time. My uncle is still waiting.
As for me, it’s delaying our love for each other.”
The one-eyed man stretched out his hands, then opened his mouth, revealing two rows of crooked and yellowed teeth for the monks to see.
The monks were immediately angry and funny.
This woman is too narrow-minded.
The young monk became anxious and shouted: "We don't want to see his teeth and claws, let him take off the mask. We want to see his face!"
The woman laughed again.
She said: "You monks are really good at tormenting people. You are not satisfied after looking at the teeth and claws, so you insist on looking at his face. This lady is so beautiful, but you insist on looking at him. Has the world changed? Okay, Chen
Xiong, show your face to the monks. If anyone likes you, I will give it to you generously. Oh, I will also give you a dowry and marry you in glory. However, I will not wish you happiness.
I’m going to have a son. Hee hee…”
The woman's words made several men laugh.
Chen Xiong also laughed.
Some of these monks also wanted to laugh, but they held it back.
Chen Xiong took off his face covering, revealing an ordinary face.
The young monk immediately looked disappointed. He whispered to the older monk: "Master, it's not that person. There are obvious scars on the right side of that person's face."
The elderly monk said to the woman: "Amitabha, my disciple was blind and recognized the wrong person. Please forgive me, the female donor."
The woman was disappointed and said: "Oh, I wanted to marry him off, but it seems I have to continue to support him and spend money on food. Since you don't like him, let's make way quickly. Don't delay this young lady's meeting with her lover."
The woman said no, retracted her body and lowered the car curtain.
The elderly monk waved his hand, and all the monks in the way moved to the side of the road to make way.
The men protected the carriage as it passed.
After they passed by, a fat monk in his thirties said: "This woman looks very familiar. Now that I think about it, she looks very much like Mrs. Nanjing Wang."
A horse-faced monk said: "Have you seen Mrs. Nanwang?"
The fat monk said: "I met him once a few years ago."
The horse-faced monk said: "It's just a resemblance, but I think the logos on these men's swords look like they are from Nanlin Jianfu. Since this woman is a young lady, she is the apple of Xiao Nanlin's eye. She is not Mrs. Nanjing Wang.
It’s just that they look alike.”
At that time, the elder monk said to the two monks in a reprimanding tone: "As long as she is not a minion of the Northern Devil, who has nothing to do with us? Now that the enemy is facing us, you still want to find out who she is!"
The two monks hurriedly admitted their mistake to the older monk.
No more words.
Then the monks turned their attention to the woods again.
The long-time monk Yiyou made a decision and said: "Leave two disciples to guard here. The others should dismount and follow me into the forest to take a look. Be careful. Maybe the minions of the Northern Devil are still hidden in the forest."
Except for two monks who stayed, the rest of the monks dismounted.
Under the leadership of the elderly monk, they performed Qinggong and entered the forest.
After entering the forest, a group of monks formed a fan shape and searched into the forest. The howling wind in the forest blew on the monks with a terrifying aura, making them feel even more bitingly cold. The flying fallen leaves also kept flapping on his body and face.
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They held knives and sticks tightly in their hands and searched carefully.
When they almost reached the center of the forest, something suddenly fell from a tree and landed on the ground with a bang. The monks were startled. They quickly rushed to the object.
It turned out to be a corpse.
The corpse looked as if it had been torn apart by wild beasts, and it was horrific. The wounds and blood were frozen.