Walking through the main hall, Wu Fei asked, "Where is Yan Xiaofu?"

Ren Jian pointed with his hand and said: "Uncle is generally in the apse." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The two walked directly into the apse, and there were two guards in front of the door of the apse, one was a little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a worried look on his face, and the other Wu Fei recognized that it was actually the dwarf attendant Ah Da of Yan Xiaoshou in the morning.

At this moment, Ah Da was wrapped in bandages everywhere, and his left hand was holding a cane, but his face was nervous. In the morning, Wu Fei threw Ah Da from the high platform, although he threw it at the bushes, after all, it was too high, and his hands and feet were broken in several places.

Although the little Taoist priest was apprehensive, he said, "Great Butler, you don't have to worry, Elder Yan is dead, and those rebels should also retreat." ”

Ah Da Leng snorted: "How do you know that they won't get an inch and ask for more?"

The little Taoist priest said, "Who else do they want?"

Ah Da glanced at the little Taoist priest and said, "Now besides me, who else has dealt with people in the torture hall?" The little Taoist priest said with a bitter face: "Then what should I do?"

Ah Da had no choice at this time, and said, "What should I do, cold salad!"

Wu Fei stood at the door of the apse, faintly feeling that there was an inexplicable killing machine coming from inside, as if a devouring tiger was locked in this door, as long as he stepped in, he would be pounced on and torn apart. After he came back, he had this feeling three times, the first time was when he and He Qianer dodged the salvo of fire in the Linxin Pavilion, and the second time was when Zhu Youzhen wanted to detonate the explosives hidden by His Highness, and now it is the third time.

Ren Jian didn't know what Wu Fei was thinking, and he didn't know that Wu Fei had a hidden cover to cover them, at this time he walked out of the hidden range, and the little Taoist priest at the door exclaimed, he suddenly saw a Ren Jian out of thin air, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

Na Da was not as surprised as the little Taoist, he shouted in a deep voice: "Who, how did you get in!"

When Ren Jian came in before, Wu Fei changed his appearance, and then hummed: "I am Ren Jian, so I naturally came in from the door." "If he didn't complete his task, he should have planted himself in the Wu family according to the gang rules, if he didn't plant himself, he would be caught by the torture hall, and he would definitely be worse than dead.

Ah Da heard that the voice was right, and when he saw him coming back alone, he couldn't help asking: "It turned out to be the hall master, why did you come back alone, the Thirteenth Taibao?"

Ren Jian smiled weirdly and said, "They were captured alive by the Wu family, and it is estimated that they will have to eat in prison for the rest of their lives." ”

Ah Da was shocked: "What?" He didn't believe that the absolute killer of the Qing Gang still couldn't deal with Wu Fei, and asked, "You didn't take that kid's family as a hostage?"

Suddenly, Ah Da's eyes flickered, and suddenly there was another person in front of him, he stared at it, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, this person was none other than Wu Fei.

Wu Fei put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "The Thirteenth Taibao injured Sisi and threatened my family, but unfortunately, they are not good at learning and art, and they have been abolished by me and have become wasters." ”

The muscles on Ah Da's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ren Jian you traitor!"

Ren Jian shook his head and said: "The big housekeeper, the second master and the third master are already dead, why do you have to work hard for the Qing Gang, even if you avenge him, you can't save the fate of our Qing Gang falling apart." ”

"You, you have taken refuge in the Wu family!"

Ah Da was extremely angry, and said: "Uncle is still here, you dare to say such a rebellious thing!"

Ren Jian snorted: "The poison fairies have been thrown out like garbage, do you think you can be alone?" Ah Da was shocked when he heard this, and was stunned on the spot.

Wu Fei walked past Ren Jian to the gate of the apse, and when he passed by Ah Da, he paused and said: "The cause planted by Yan Xiaoshou on weekdays will definitely bear fruit, I believe in a sentence, good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded!"

The little Taoist priest subconsciously opened the door for Wu Fei, the door was pushed open, and a strong medicinal fragrance came to his face, Wu Fei frowned, and quietly took out a brain-awakening pill and put it in his mouth.

I saw the candlelight swaying in the hall, under the green tent veil, there was a Taoist sitting with his back facing in, this Taoist was wearing an orange Taoist robe, I don't know why he was sitting in the dark, the color of the Taoist robe was black, there was no luster of cloth at all, as if it had been stored in the coffin for decades, his back was a little rickety, his hair was gray, and he looked quite old from the back.

Wu Fei stepped in, the little Taoist priest carefully covered the door from the outside, Wu Fei paused, his consciousness was swept away, and then he walked over, he found that there was a disc next to the person sitting cross-legged, this disc did not know what kind of Taoist weapon it was, there was no abnormality around, but under the statue of Taishang Laojun in the middle, a broken blade was pressed with a curtain, but the person was still far from the broken blade, even if he held the knife, he would definitely not hurt Wu Fei.

The man didn't seem to notice that someone was coming in, and he was still sitting cross-legged and not moving, Wu Fei didn't notice the strangeness in this hall, he was worried about Sisi's poisonous injury, and said, "Yan Xiaofu?" The man didn't move, and he didn't even have a trace of ripple in his mind.

Wu Fei screamed twice, but the man didn't move, as if he was dead. , Wu Fei walked over and walked to a distance of five steps behind him, and then the man spit out two words: "Please sit." ”

The voice was cold to the bone, Wu Fei felt an inexplicable pressure, he glanced at the side, only to see that there was still a crimson futon on the ground, Wu Fei snorted and sat cross-legged.

The man seemed to have entered a state of calm again, and Wu Fei couldn't help but speak: "Your Excellency should know who I am, at this time, why do you have to pretend to be a ghost?"

Only then did the man slowly exhale a breath of turbidity, slowly turned around, bent his index finger with one hand, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Immeasurable Buddha, Your Excellency is Wu Sanshao, poor Dao Qiu Daozi." The voice was chilling, as if it came from hell.

Only then did Wu Fei see the man's face, the man was over sixty years old, the skin on his face was rough and gray, like a piece of dry bark that had been blown in the wind for many years, his two eyebrows were all white, hanging down to his cheeks, a pair of triangular eyes, his eyes were dead, and the goatee on his chin was more than two inches long, and it was also completely white, which made people feel shocked, the skin color on that person's face and hands was almost the same as the color of the robe, plus the dim candlelight in the hall, ordinary people would be shocked when they saw it, because he would suspect that he was talking to a tree stump or a zombie.

Judging from his appearance, this person does not look like Yan Xiaoshou or Yan Xiaolu, but looks like their uncle or uncle.

Wu Fei sneered in his heart and said secretly: "You look like this, it's okay to scare ordinary people, but it's a dream to scare me." ”

He opened his mouth and said, "Whether you are Qiu Daozi or Yan Xiaofu, I don't want to talk nonsense, quickly take out the antidote to the poison dart!"

"What antidote?"

Naqiu Daozi raised his head, and two sharp lights suddenly flashed in his gray eyes. (To be continued.) )