The wheels of the car pressed against the bluestone slab, making a clicking sound.

The high and low road surface made the whole trolley sway.

A large piece of black cloth covered the whole car, and the long hanging corners of the cloth dragged on the ground, rubbing against the potholed stone slabs.

Under the black cloth, Shen Muzhi, who was pressed at the bottom, suddenly tightened his brows, and then slowly opened his eyes. The face that was squeezed crooked by the frame was full of confusion. It took a moment for the mind to return.

The panic surged instantly, and it was quickly suppressed. Because he found that the people he cared about were pressing on him and on him.

The eldest brother, Qingguo, and father are all there. And the young man who didn't know if it was really Yan Bai was also on it.

Behind the wheels, there was the sound of clattering footsteps, which was very light and the rhythm was very smooth.

Shen Muzhi was clinging to the frame, barely able to see a leg.

Listening to the footsteps, as well as this leg, the person pushing the cart should be a good martial artist, and it is very likely that it is the old man who 'entered the temple to burn incense' before.

After Shen Muzhi thought of this, he didn't get up from the car immediately, he took advantage of the shaking amplitude of the car to move his body slightly, making his posture more comfortable and more suitable for more force, and then tried to touch his nearest Qingguo and eldest brother, both of them did not react, obviously they should not wake up for a while. There was a big brother between his father and him, and he couldn't reach it, and he didn't dare to make a sound, but judging by it, he shouldn't have woken up yet.

After confirming the situation of the three people, he took advantage of the shaking of the car to quietly tear off some of the black cloth hanging next to him, and then carefully paid attention to the surrounding environment.

They walked through a silent alley, and the wall on one side looked very old, and the mottled walls were all black spots, and some of the exposed blue bricks and stone cracks were drilled with some withered yellow vines or weeds, revealing a little desolation.

Shen Muzhi listened carefully again, and after making sure that there was no one else around except for the person pushing the cart, he finally moved.

There was a muffled thud, and the cart shattered. In the midst of the debris splashing everywhere, a figure suddenly got up, and after tearing the obstructive black cloth, one rushed forward, and crashed directly into the old man with a look full of surprise.

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, the old man's feet suddenly moved, and his body slid to the side, just avoiding Shen Muzhi's violent impact.

Shen Muzhi crashed into the air, and without waiting to turn around, he directly raised his leg and kicked the old man.

The old man continued to retreat, reaching for his waist at the same time.

Just when Shen Mu kicked in the air and turned around, ready to keep up with his fists, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it, and a large puddle of powder rushed to his face.

Shen Muzhi was too close to him, and the powder had already reached his face almost as soon as it was thrown out. When he reacted, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and he had already inhaled a lot.

Both paused for a moment.

The old man was waiting for Shen Muzhi to faint.

Shen Muzhi, on the other hand, felt a little dizzy, but only a little dizzy. After he shook his head, the dizziness gradually faded, and his mind returned to clarity. Immediately, his body moved, and he immediately bullied up, his fists were like dragons, and he rushed towards the old man with a shocked face.

When Shen Muzhi woke up at this time, he was already very surprised by the old man, and at this moment, the young man in front of him had no reaction to his medicine, which made him even more shocked.

The medicinal powder he threw out just now was not those big road goods on the market, but he carefully developed it, just like the incense he used in the temple before, it was a top-notch product, and it was difficult to find it in the world. Not to mention ordinary martial artists, they are ordinary mountain monks, and they will be hit if they are not careful. But why didn't this person react at all? He had just made a move, and he had obviously pinched the right time, and he had indeed seen this young man inhale a lot of it with his own eyes! It stands to reason that this young man, even if he was a monk on the mountain, should have fallen down in no more than five breaths, but why didn't he? On the contrary, he seemed to be more sober!

The old man couldn't figure it out, and when he came back to his senses, his fist had already arrived in front of him.

He can be called a must-have in medicine, but in terms of skills, he is still a little worse.

Unsettled, his movements slowed down, his body was on one side, and although he avoided the vital point, he was rubbed on the shoulder. This young man who looks young, but the strength in his hands is extremely strong. Although the shoulder was only rubbed, the injury was not light, and the severe pain came, and it was difficult to exert force for a while.

The old man's thoughts raced as he dodged.

The young man was obviously very good, and his medicine did not work, and if it dragged on, unless the master came to help, he could only be planted in the hands of this young man.

The old man quickly figured this out, and then, without hesitation, made a decision.

Another handful of pale yellow powder was thrown out head-on.

Although Shen Muzhi had not been hit before, he did not dare to take risks. After all, he was recruited in the temple before. He immediately stopped at his feet and hurriedly turned his head to cover his face.

When he turned back, the old man had already jumped up the wall next to him, jumped over, and disappeared behind the wall.

Shen Muzhi glanced at it, and then decisively withdrew his gaze, without the slightest intention of catching up.

Qingguo, the eldest brother and the father are still in a coma, and the most important thing now is to find a way to take them to a safe place.

The cart had been broken by him and could no longer be used.

Shen Muzhi had no choice but to tie his eldest brother behind him first, and then held Qingguo in one hand and his father in the other, and quickly left this narrow alley where no one was around.

As for the 'Yan Bai', he can only be left to fend for himself.

After Shen Muzhi dragged the three of them around in the narrow alley, he finally turned out of the alley and walked to a street with fewer people.

However, although there were few people, Shen Mu dragged three unconscious people by himself, and he immediately attracted the attention of many people, and whispers kept sounding beside him.

Shen Muzhi was worried that the old thing would chase after him, so he didn't dare to drag the three of them all the way back to the City God Temple, so he had to find a small inn named Yunxiang along the street and walk in.

After entering, in the strange eyes of others, he asked for a room, and after settling the three of them, he asked Xiao Er to give him some money and asked him to help him send a letter to the City God Temple.

Shen Muzhi didn't know if Xuan Cheng had returned to the City God Temple at this time, but this Anding City was not big, but it was not small, if they were separated from Xuan Cheng, it would really not be so easy to find, and the only place that could be contacted was the City God Temple. Therefore, this letter can only be sent to the City God Temple.

At the same time, he also told Xiao Er that if there should be no knocking on the door in this City God Temple, then he would stuff the letter into the crack of the door.

Fortunately, this time Shen Muzhi was lucky. In the City God Temple, there were those under Shen Wei waiting. After Xiao Er's letter was delivered, these people soon followed Xiao Er to the inn, leaving only two people to pick up Xuan Cheng and Wang Han at the City God Temple.

Osmanthus brewery.

Xuan Cheng and Liu Guan confronted each other, and no one was allowed to sleep, but obviously Xuan Cheng had to work harder.

Wang Han and the others, who went to search the wine shop, finally came back, standing in the distance behind, unable to get close, they could only shake their heads towards Xuan Cheng, indicating that no one had been found.

Liu Guan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you still unwilling to give up?"

Xuan Cheng's face was a little pale, and his lips were pursed, revealing stubbornness, but the blood faintly oozing from the corners of his mouth also revealed his inability.

In terms of strength, after all, Liu Guan is far superior.

And the reason why he dared to confront him head-on like this was nothing more than relying on Liu Guan not to kill him.

However, if you want Liu Guan to retreat and hand over Shen Muzhi and the others, you still have to rely on real strength after all.

Xuan Cheng stared at Liu for a while, his momentum suddenly relaxed, and then he turned to the side and got out of the way.

Liu Guan laughed, "Those who know the times are the best ones!" If you are unwilling, when you enter the upper realm, you can come to me for revenge!"

Xuan Cheng didn't answer, his eyes drooped and stared at the ground, without saying a word.

Liu glanced at him, took one step, and arrived outside the wine shop, and one more step, he disappeared into the shocked eyes of Wang Han and the others.

Good appearance, a few people came back to their senses, and they were just about to speak, but they heard Xuan Cheng say, "Go back to the City God Temple first." ”

Wang Han's words came to his lips, and after hearing this, he looked at Xuan Cheng's face again, and immediately swallowed the words back in his mouth with interest.

The four of them quickly returned to the City God Temple, and when they saw the two people waiting at the door, they were stunned for a moment. Before he came back to his senses, he heard the two of them say excitedly, "General, they found it, at the Yunxiang Inn on Xiaoxi Street." ”

Xuan Cheng was stunned.

Wang Han and the others were also stunned for a moment, and after coming back to their senses, they were suddenly pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly prepared to go to Xiaoxi Street. It's just that after turning around and walking a few steps, I found that Xuan Cheng didn't follow.

"Daoist Xuan Cheng, aren't you leaving?" Wang Han turned around, looked at Xuan Cheng suspiciously, and asked.

Xuan Cheng came back to his senses, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Let's go." ”

When the six of them arrived at the Yunxiang Inn, Shen Muzhi was looking for a doctor to check the physical condition of Shen Wei and the three of them.

When everyone finally converged, the surprise was needless to say. The doctor saw that Shen Wei and the others were drugged, but he couldn't think of a way to solve this secret medicine, and finally Xuan Cheng got started. After a few stitches, the three of them woke up one after another.

Qingguo is the fastest, Shen Wei is second, and Shen Muping, who is the weakest, is last.

After waking up, everyone quickly left the inn, followed Shen Wei, found a few caravans that had already been prepared and everything was ready, and then quickly rushed out of the city while it was still dark and the city gate was not closed.

In the southwest corner of Anding City, there is a small courtyard. The area of the small courtyard is not large, but there are few people around, and it is lonely.

At this moment, in the small courtyard, the old shopkeeper of the osmanthus brewery was pacing back and forth in the courtyard with an uneasy face, and his tangled hands couldn't help trembling.

Suddenly, an evening breeze blew down, and the few dead leaves left on the neem tree in the courtyard also blew down.

The old shopkeeper's restless footsteps suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at the tips of his shoes that suddenly appeared in his sight, the trembling of his hands quickly spread to his entire body, and then his lips trembled, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a bang...... Old Slave ...... Old slave ......"

He said a few times in a row, but he still didn't finish his words, and finally could only bury his forehead into the dirt in front of him to apologize.

Less than three or four inches away from his head, stood Liu Guan in a gray robe.

He looked at the terrified old man in front of him expressionlessly, and the disgust in his eyes suddenly spread.

"It seems that you are really old...... Liu Guan suddenly sighed, "It's useless......"

"The old slave deserves to die. The old man replied in a trembling voice.

"Hmm. Liu Guan snorted softly in his nose with an indifferent voice, and then the dead leaves that had fallen not far from his feet were suddenly swept up by the wind again.

He left.

The old man was still on his knees, his forehead embedded in the dirt, and his trembling body gradually subsided after a high point.

Then, he looked up, took out a bottle from his waist, stared at it for a while, and then opened it with a blank face and drank it.

Soon, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his body straightened, his eyes were wide open, his pupils gradually dilated, and the divine light dissipated, and there was no more sound.