Two screams of different opinions came from below.
The woman in the green skirt noticed the danger of the sword in the air, and also looked at the figure running towards the other end of the street.
At the critical moment, she leaned against the big tree behind her, and it took about half a breath for her figure to melt into the trunk and disappear. This was their biggest support for daring to cause trouble in the city in broad daylight, but it was just a moment slower than at night.
The dark-faced old man was of short stature. He put away his wooden cane and followed the woman. He slipped away to another big tree on the street a few feet away. Only the helper they hired was left behind. The frail scholar was leaning against him.
Front.
Now that Willow Tree Lady is gone, the dark-faced old man will not foolishly fight to the death with the Taoist.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, but he knows how powerful this Taoist is.
There is also a thunder technique, which the Taoist has not used yet.
If it hits him, how can he escape from the tree?
"You...bastards!"
The weak scholar was so angry that he cursed loudly. It was already too late for him to run away. The swords were dazzling and they were all pressing towards him.
He scolded the two cowards in his heart. If they worked together, would he be so passive?
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and wave the two-foot-long black and red wooden thorn, creating a double shadow and moving diagonally upward to meet him. The scholar made up his mind to take the next half of the move, took advantage of the situation, and hurriedly escaped to the next big tree.
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I'll settle the score with the two bastards later.
The wooden thorn was about to touch the illusory sword shadow. The weak scholar's face turned pale and he threw the wooden thorn upwards.
He stepped back sharply, trying to stop the opponent with his weapon for a moment. It was too powerful.
The violent murderous intention contained in the splendor made his heart throb uneasily.
He didn't even have to leave after taking the second half of the move. Who the hell did he provoke?
Such a powerful character dared to take revenge on the street because of his madness. Now he seriously suspected that his two companions deliberately designed to trap him to death in order to share his share of the benefits.
Bastard... The scholar was extremely angry.
With a "ding-dong" sound, the wooden thorns were pulled away, and the blooming sword flower turned into a bright light that was so fast that no afterimage was left. The scholar who had retreated for more than ten feet was nailed to the granite street from the top of his right chest through his back.
The dark-faced old man met a pair of cold eyes before the figure disappeared from the tree.
After a cold silence, I realized that this sword technique was much more deadly than the thunder technique during the fight at night.
Fortunately, I never had a direct confrontation with this Taoist priest that night.
Zhang Wenfeng let go of the hilt of his sword and landed lightly from the air. Seeing the black old man in front of him disappear into the tree, he was helpless. In the daytime, the ancient tree spirit did not borrow any ghost skills, so his dark energy was useless.
The scholar on the ground struggled feebly and turned his head, fainting.
The bloody runes on the sword were steaming hot, burning the scholar's body, and the smell of burning was filling the air.
"Brother Zhang, save his life!"
Wu Qianping shouted like the wind and came closer.
Through several cases, he knew that the gentle and elegant brother Zhang in front of him was ruthless in dealing with thieves, and his actions could mean the difference between life and death. Last time, Jie Zhiquan of Jiuhe Palace was lucky, otherwise it would still be a big trouble.
Zhang Wenfeng temporarily withdrew his strength, leaving 20% of his Yuan Qi that he had not squandered. He drew his sword with a "tsk" sound.
"Master, this is no ordinary thief, he is an ancient tree sprite. Be careful not to let it escape, especially don't let it touch the trees."
He is good at killing evil creatures, but forget about saving inhuman beings.
So far, he has not learned how to use Yuan Qi and magic to save monks, so he has little time.
Wu Qianping saw the scholar who had pulled out his sword and passed out, turning into a peach tree with dark green juice flowing. He was also a little troubled. He hurriedly took out a jade-colored talisman from his arms, moved his mouth slightly and recited the incantation silently, and Yuan Qi poured it into him. Inspire life-saving healing charms.
When the talisman emits a slight white light, place the talisman on the severely injured and dying Maomu wound.
He was not sure whether he could be saved or not.
Brother Zhang's sword was really powerful, and he had no reservations. He was going for the life of this peach wood sprite.
Yun Qiuhe and Fu Gujing arrived one after another, smiled and nodded to say hello to Zhang Wenfeng who was sheathing his sword, and then both stared at the peach tree trunk lying on the street.
They hurriedly and slowly hurried, but were still a step too late, allowing the other two sprites to escape with the help of trees.
Police officers and Taoist priests from the Daolu branch also ran over. They did not approach, shouting to maintain order and comfort the frightened and injured pedestrians.
Seeing that the government intervened, the chaotic scene soon ended.
The crowd who had run away gathered around them without fear of death, and the policemen raised their sheathed swords to scare them away, and they were not allowed to come near.
Seeing that the talisman was effective, Wu Qianping stopped the flow of colloid liquid from the wound of the peach tree. He picked up a rough peach tree branch as thick as his thigh and examined it for a moment. He saw that the treatment was timely and saved the life of the peach tree sprite. He smiled and said: "Brother Zhang is here again." For the past two days, we have been searching for the whereabouts of these three evil obstacles. Let’s go back and talk.”
Fu Gujing's expression also relaxed, and he captured a peach wood sprite alive, which was an incredible good thing.
Moreover, the missing silver case can be considered settled.
"Brother Zhang always rushes to solve cases for us, haha. He will have to come to the city more often in the future."
"It's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence."
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and humbly picked up the black and red wooden thorn that was stuck diagonally into the granite street. It was his trophy and a wooden magic weapon, so he took it for granted.
It was inconvenient to talk much on the way, but Zhang Wenfeng understood something.
It seemed that these three demon spirits had committed a big crime in the city, and he was about to ask for help. It would be better now, and he would deal with the two matters at the same time.
Publicly and privately, he had to capture the two escaped demons and eliminate evil.
Returning to the Daolu Branch, Wu Qianping was not in a hurry to make tea and chat. Wu Qianping placed the peach trees in the room next to his hall. Several small yellow flags were planted on the ground, surrounding the peach trees, and asked coldly:
"Don't pretend to be dead for me. Spend me a precious vitality healing charm to save your little life. If you don't tell us something that interests us, believe it or not, I will put you in a medicine refining oven and cook you with warm fire. You boiled your peach juice for forty-nine days? Anyway, you are only a little bit of use to us as ingredients for refining medicine."
With several pairs of eyes staring at her, Taomu was silent for a moment, then moved slightly, not very obviously.
"I...I can also cultivate spiritual plants!"
Zhang Wenfeng almost laughed when he heard Tao Muying's weak protest and argument.
This sentence alone reveals that this guy is very afraid of death, and he is not very smart. No wonder he was betrayed by the other two demon spirits, and foolishly died alone.
I really feel ashamed of his previous elegant image of being a scholar.
Fu Gujing chuckled sinisterly: "The demons who cultivate spiritual plants will be a lot less than you, and not a lot more than you. Don't even think about negotiating any conditions with me. Tell me, your companions, where are they hiding? Where are the money hidden? You can't afford to waste time and let them escape."
In fact, my heart is already blooming with joy.
Make a lot of money, make a lot of money.
Wild sprites are very difficult to control. Even if they are caught alive, sprites often won't cooperate. The stubborn guys will find ways to use some mysterious means to harm themselves and fall into reincarnation to escape.
Those who actively want to exchange their soul cultivation skills for lives must cherish and use them with care.
Zhang Wenfeng said coldly: "Do those two companions of yours have a grudge against you? They seem to be deliberately trying to trick you to death and instigate you to fall into my hands. They had a fight with me last night and they suffered a lot. What a shame, you almost lost your meal, and they didn’t warn you?"
The peach wood sprite was stimulated, angry and resentful at the same time. His emotions were intense and he shouted in a high-pitched voice: "One of them is the spirit of an ancient willow tree in Dongmen Mountain, and the other is an eight-hundred-year-old willow tree by the half-mud lake." The ancient poplar tree, the silver is hidden under the roots of the ancient poplar tree..."
He spoke in a hurry, coughed violently, and clear liquid seeped out of the wound.
Wu Qianping, being a good person, smiled and comforted him: "Very good, if you take the initiative to atone for your sins, I can protect you from death." He was now afraid that the peach tree sprite would die.
Three shrewd guys joined forces and got important information in just a few words.
Yun Qiuhe wrinkled his nose and stayed away from these three people.
She must learn to be smarter in the future, otherwise she will end up being miserable if she is sold by them and counts the money for them.
Wu Qianping tilted his head and said: "Old Fu, take people to Dongmen Mountain now and uproot that ancient willow tree. It's best to keep it alive."
The death was of little use and could only be used to make medicines and weapon refining materials. He then said to Yun Qiuhe: "Junior Sister Yun, please take someone to Banni Lake, as fast as possible."
Looking at Zhang Wenfeng, who cooperated tacitly and responded promptly, the hospital owner's eyes were full of admiration and admiration.
"I know where Banni Lake is. Fellow Taoist Yun and I will take a trip together."
Zhang Wenfeng took the initiative to ask for help. Originally, he came here to use the power of the Daolu branch to find the lair of the demon spirit.
Knowing the home of the two demon spirits, he had no choice but to go there.
This is called a ghost who can walk away but cannot walk away!
He really enjoyed beating up the drowned dog and getting a piece of the pie.