The intricate sound of horses' hooves gradually became clear on the uninhabited gravel road, reflecting the time when the sun was about to set, and finally saw a slightly dilapidated post station not far away, and such a group of escorts were deeply relieved. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lord Shaoqing, let's rest at this post station today, and how about waiting for the brothers to be fully equipped tomorrow morning before setting off?"

The head horse quickly turned around and lifted the curtain of the car, and said respectfully to Shaoqing, who was sitting quietly among them.

"Go tell the Tang envoys about the carriage and ask their opinions, as long as the people of Dali Temple go out on a mission, they will never pay attention to accommodation. ”

In addition, remind them that beyond this place is a hundred miles of barren mountains, and if they want to meet a place to rest, they can only be in the wild. ”

Saying that, Shaoqing walked down the carriage with the sleepy "Mo Wushuang", looked at the cold post station and waited for the latter's answer, and then took two quick steps, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the post station.

But the scene inside shocked Qu Zhan and Shaoqing, who were originally drowsy, and shook their spirits violently......

In the huge dilapidated living room, there was no post master, no men, no passers-by, and even the torches lit on the walls were glowing with a terrible blue and yellow.

At this moment, in the empty scene in front of him, there was only a dilapidated wooden table, on which there was only a cup of tea, a plate of side dishes, and an old man wearing a hat in front of the table......

"Dare to ask this old man, where is the postmaster here?"

Seeing this scene, before Shaoqing made a move, he stopped at his side and hugged his fist at the figure of the old man in the hall, and at the same time informed nearly 100 catchers behind him to prepare weapons.

After all, the scene in front of him is too weird, you must know that if the post chief has something to do, he must hang high and leave two men to take care of it, and the hall of the post station is too deserted at this moment.

"Captain, take a closer look at these people, are you looking for them?"

After that, the old man under the table raised his leg and kicked out a few round things in front of Shaoqing's eyes, and everyone looked at it, and it was the head of the post chief and a few guys here!

"An hour ago, the old man arrived here to stay and ask for a fire card, because he thought they were too annoying, so he ......"

Saying that, the old man raised his head and smiled strangely at everyone, and wiped his neck with his fingers and continued: "Kill ......"

"Hey! All Dali Temples are on alert! Send a group to protect the carriage of the Tang envoy!"

Hearing this, the leader of the hunt was still unclear about the old man's intentions in front of him, and at this time, he quickly stopped in front of Shaoqing and Qu Zhan with a group of colleagues who rushed over, and the silver blade was only three steps away from the old man's table!

But at this time, the old man's face did not flinch at all, and after raising his head to drink a glass of sake, he tasted some side dishes, but pushed down with chopsticks to catch the blade that was close at hand.

"Young man, it's just a few unrelated people who have died, why should you draw your sword so nervously? ”

"It's useless to talk more! Wanton killing people in the land of Datang, since I met Dali Temple today, I must take care of it!"

After the words fell, the knife went in a few points, but who knew that the old man's eyes were sharp, and the chopsticks firmly clamped the blade, and before he could open his mouth to call people to round up, he saw the old man spit out a fruit core, and the person in front of him passed through the body, and the remaining momentum was unabated and smashed the horizontal knife in the palm of the person behind!

This old man's skill Rao is Shaoqing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw it!

The group of catchers tensed up and retreated to Shaoqing and Qu Zhan's side, and after seeing the unlucky catcher who was the leader collapsed to the ground, the old man still sat at the table with his usual face, not minding that the blood gradually spread to the ground under his feet.

"The old man is not in a hurry to kill you, why should you be in such a hurry to die. ”

"But it's also considered lucky, if you wait for the old man to lose his interest later, you will be more uncomfortable than death......"

After saying that, Bai Mei looked at the nervous people in front of the door, and after a few searches, he beckoned to the two women.

"Hehe, in front of the hall, are the Shaoqing and Mo Wushuang girls of Dali Temple? The old man has been waiting here for a long time, I wonder if you two can come to the front of the hall to talk?"

Shaoqing glanced at Qu Zhan, who was trembling with fright, and secretly patted the back of her hand, as if telling her that she was fine, so he raised his legs and came to the table, and waved his hand to ask his colleagues behind him to carry down the body of the fast catcher.

"Who told you to intercept the chariots and horses of Dali Temple here, and why do you know the identity of me and this ink god catcher?"

Shaoqing is the person who has seen a big scene, sitting at the table and facing the old man coldly, he still has no fear, and even everyone faintly saw that Shaoqing's palm had been pressed on the two daggers behind his back!

"Hehe, think carefully about whose path you are hindering, and who knows the path you are taking, as well as the lineup and team of escorts this time. ”

"Listening to the accent, you are not from the Central Plains, especially the pronunciation of the words is similar to that of the Wa Kingdom, it is difficult to ......"

"In the end, the person who can sit on the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the intelligence of his mind is really different from those fools who can only shout to catch the old man, so guess what is the reason why the old man wants to kill you?"

Pouring another glass of sake, the old man raised his head and drank it while laughing, but the unbridled killing intent in the afterglow shocked many people with the blades in their palms, and at this moment Shaoqing clenched his fists and continued.

"Killing us will weaken the foundation of Dali Temple, and all your goals should be aimed at Dali Temple. ”

"Or that sending Tang envoys from the beginning was a conspiracy......"

It happened that the old man drank a bottle of sake, looked at the burning clouds of the West Mountain, and finally took off the hat on his head, and his expression was full of teasing.

"Looks like you know so much that you can finally look at it......"

When the words fell, the old man's palm suddenly pressed on the plate, as if he was about to throw the cardamom in the dish towards Shaoqing and the others, and the latter hurriedly grabbed Qu Zhan with one hand and leaned back to avoid the murder weapon that wiped his face, and he didn't care about the scene behind him like a firecracker, so he kicked the table up with a sharp toe of his toes!

The old man on this side was not slow to react, just saw that the black ghost mist was filled with black and tore the table in the air in an instant, and then in the blink of an eye, he felt two black stabs coming, and when he approached his eyes with surging qi, he suddenly dissolved, and in the blink of an eye, it was convenient to smash out the ghostly palm behind him!

And Shaoqing's light skills are outstanding after all, and in the blink of an eye, he turned around and stopped the double dagger in front of his chest, only when the palm of his hand pressed the blade and broke it, the slender figure only had a blood sword left, and Qu Zhan flew out of the post station, and disappeared into the vast barren mountains in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Then the three men in gold armor cleared the scene and wanted to catch up, but they were stopped by the old man at the window, looking back at a group of knife-wielding catchers gathered in the hall, but the corners of their mouths coldly set off a trace of arc.

"There's no need to chase those two people, among them, Shaoqing fell for the old man's 'haunted by ten thousand ghosts', and he won't live long, and as for that Mo Wushuang, it's just that. ”

"What's more, we have more important things to do tonight, and we can't afford to waste time here. ”

After the words fell, the three Jiuju Divine Guards hurriedly let go, and saw the old man turn around and smile coldly at the crowd, and suddenly stretched out his palm and turned into a black mist condensed by hundreds of powerful ghosts, accompanied by the screams and screams of powerful ghosts, ushering in the dark night, and with the recovery of the fire in the house, there was a sea of blood and dry bones all over the ground.

It's as if there's just a feast of human flesh here......