Chapter 9: The Three-Inch Prodigy
Another thin and tall man was stunned for a moment, and also patted the table and stood up: "Nonsense, isn't it the treasure of the rivers and lakes, the 'Dingtianzhu' that makes people invincible?" ”
Miao Miao sighed: "I shouldn't have talked about that excerpt here." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Indeed, it really has nothing to do with the people in the rivers and lakes, but if it is a person in the rivers and lakes who has received a certain nobleman's silver, it is very different. ”
Miao Miao Sheng continued: "Those literati do have different ideas, and it is indeed very unexpected to use a dart game to escort a booklet. ”
Miao Miao Sheng took a sip of tea and said slowly: "What I mean by telling this story is that Ye Qiu doesn't have those treasures on his body, and some people in the rivers and lakes who have been deceived don't have to chase him." ”
The hall fell silent, and everyone was so quiet that it seemed that even the sound of flies landing on the table could be heard.
The fan shaker laughed, "Do you think we have to believe it?" ”
The people in the rivers and lakes looked at each other and whispered.
Miao Miao Sheng smiled slightly: "I don't want to joke with my name. ”
Ran Qiuke got up and said, "Let's go, let's go!" We'll believe in the ethereal life, and we'll go. With that, he turned and stepped towards the door, and several other people with swords glanced at Miao Sheng coldly, and left the inn one after another.
The little prince snorted, and hurriedly walked out of the inn with his attendants.
The people in the hall were almost gone, and Xiao Er was busy cleaning up and shuttling non-stop.
Miao Miao Sheng said slowly: "Many people I know in the rivers and lakes have received mysterious notes, the content is very different, but they are all Ye Qiu's treasure in his arms. ”
Shaking the fan, he nodded and said, "Yes, it seems easy to snatch a treasure from someone like Ye Qiu with ordinary martial arts. ”
The fan shook and then stood up and said, "Then I'll thank you for Ye Qiuxian, and I will leave first." ”
"Wait!" Ethereal suddenly called out to him.
Miao Miao Sheng smiled and said: "You save your life, if there is no accident in the first position of light power this year, it will still be yours." ”
He Yifei shook his fan and laughed: "Thank you, thank you, I will cherish it." ”
Miao Miao suddenly said: "I seem to know everything, aren't you curious?" ”
He Yifei smiled; "Ethereal life naturally has a way to be ethereal, how can a rough person like me understand it thoroughly?"
Miao Miao smiled and said, "Then you hurry to Wudang, Ye Qiu must be waiting for you." ”
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The moon is in the sky, and the cool breeze is slow.
On the path at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Ye Qiu was on the way.
The mountain road is rugged, and the top of Wudang Mountain, which is shrouded in clouds and mist at night, can vaguely see a corner of the Zhenwu Palace.
Ye Qiu sighed, how good it would be if there was a pot of hot tea now.
Ye Qiu knew that when he went to Wudang now, he would not only have good tea, but also good things to eat.
Just after late autumn, it was the day when the Wudang faction chose its head once in 20 years.
There will certainly be no shortage of those sent from every sect.
The man in black arranged a fire pit for Ye Qiu to jump, and it was still a big fire pit.
Ye Qiu smiled as he walked, because he could drink the famous Hubei Longfeng tea, and sometimes, a sip of good tea was more valuable than his life.
The stone steps meander upward, like a green snake swimming up the mountainside, reaching into the gray clouds in the moonlight.
Ye Qiu's pace suddenly slowed down.
At the turning stone steps, a figure was cast faintly by the moonlight.
A figure holding a fan.
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "He Yifei? ”
Ye Qiu's voice was not low, but there was no response.
Ye Qiu frowned and raised his voice: "He Yifei, are you fast enough?" ”
There was a deathly silence, mixed with the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt a cold in his back, a kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
Ye Qiu stared at the shadow on the ground, slowly moving his steps, and secretly carrying internal strength in his hands.
The shadow's feet are dangling!
Judging from the shadow, the body is hanging softly on the stone wall at the corner, isn't it ......?
Dead person?
Ordinary people knew that it was a dead person, and they would definitely go over to check it out, but Ye Qiu would not.
Because he is cautious.
If you don't have outstanding martial arts and don't even have a cautious heart, then it will be difficult to survive in this treacherous world.
Little by little, the murderous aura spreads, and the dead should not have a murderous aura.
The murderous aura slowly seeped through from behind the stone wall.
Ye Qiu knew that there was a killer in the rivers and lakes, who was good at bone shrinking.
If you use this kind of evil kung fu to hide in the body of the dead, the shadow of the dead man is the best barrier for a killer.
Ye Qiu slammed his fist on the stone wall beside him, using the kung fu of the Jiangxi Song family to fight cattle across the mountain.
A dark shadow snorted and rolled down the stone wall.
Ye Qiu picked up two small stones and beat them out with the technique of the Tang Sect's rain.
The black shadow raised his hand, "dangdang" opened the stone, and bent down to fall down the cliff.
Ye Qiu walked to the edge of the cliff and looked coldly at the smoky mountain stream below.
If you guess correctly, the black shadow is the "three-inch prodigy" under the door of the Iron Blood Hall.
It seems that after arriving in Wudang, you have to be careful of all small containers.
Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and touched his head.
Ye Qiu turned the corner and quietly looked at the corpse that was nailed to the mountain wall by three short swords.
Xu Kai's corpse.
Ye Qiu took a closer look through the moonlight, although Xu Kai was nailed by three short swords, the fatal blow would not be those three swords.
Ye Qiu gently brushed aside Xu Kai's clothes, and a jet-black palm print appeared on his chest.
Iron sand palms?
As if he had been struck by lightning, Ye Qiu took a few steps back and muttered, "No reason, no reason......"
Ye Qiu looked around, but there was still no one, so he pulled out his short sword, dragged the corpse and threw it down into the mountain stream.
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Biancheng, Sanchuan Inn.
The owner was happy.
Because it was almost time to close, two distinguished guests came.
A monk and a boy in black.
Originally, they didn't look like rich people, and the boss was a little lazy, but then the young man in black coldly threw out a piece of gold, and the boss's mouth couldn't close.
The young man in black said coldly: "One of the best rooms." ”
"Okay! Yes! Come with me, both of you! The boss nodded and scolded himself for having no beads.
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