Chapter 53: The Night Rain (5)
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There was a feast of guests at noon in the door, and almost all the servants and maidservants were propped up in the front yard.
The elders and disciples and others who were eager to show their faces in front of the door master went to the banquet hall early to wait.
Lou Yanran carried a short dagger and shook it to the backyard as if unintentionally.
The firewood room where Hui Ming was imprisoned was not strictly guarded, and the little monk was arrested to cover people's eyes, and no one thought that a person who had taken drugs could turn over anything.
Lou Yanran carried a short dagger and shook it to the backyard as if unintentionally.
The little girl outside the firewood room was playing with a Gu worm.
"Abi, the kitchen said that there is still a shortage of manpower, you should hurry up!" Lou Yanran softened her voice, "The master sent me to the backyard to investigate, just let me help you take a look." β
"Okay, senior sister!" The little girl smiled sweetly and ran away happily.
After paying attention to the surroundings again, Lou Yanran entered the door and said to Hui Ming, who was lying on the grass: "Little master, get up quickly and leave with me......"
Hui Ming hurriedly pulled down the black cloth in front of him, and muttered: "Cloud, cloud ...... master"
"Who said my surname was Yun?" Lou Yanran raised her eyebrows and teased.
"Female benefactor, you, you said yesterday...... Daoist Yun Yi, yes, it's your brother...... "The little monk stumbled.
"Yes, brother!" Lou Yanran grabbed his arm, pulled him and walked out, "If you have something to say, you will talk about escaping." Remember first, this girl Chen Guo Knowles, Lou Yanran. β
"Uh...... Well. β
Three years ago, because of the Battle of Duanping Cliff, Chen Guolou's family was tragically destroyed......
Lou Yanran led him through the backyard from the trail very quickly, and seeing that the mountain gate was not far ahead, the little monk suddenly softened the soles of his feet and fell straight to the ground.
He covered his heart in pain, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his light eyebrows and eyes tightly pinched.
"Little master!"
Lou Yanran supported him in shock, and said anxiously: "What's going on?!" β
"Humph!"
An extremely soft voice sounded behind the two of them, like a thin needle piercing into the body, which was terrifying.
"I said where did my beloved disciple go, it turned out that he was messing with a monk here." Huo Jiaojiaolian's steps moved lightly, her makeup was beautiful, and her voice was soft like a murmur between lovers.
Lou Yanran grabbed the short dagger in his sleeve and secretly stuffed it into Hui Ming's hand.
Hui Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at her uneasily.
"Oops!" Huo Jiaojiao covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and bent her eyes with a smile, "Monk, is this vomiting blood?" Tsk, you can't drink the soup and water in the beast gate. This one is careless, and he can drink all the internal organs! β
"Master." Lou Yanran turned around and stared at her quietly, "Didn't you say that this person doesn't matter?" Why, then, did you poison him? Let him go! β
Huo Jiaojiao smiled even happier when she heard this, "My silly boy, you are so naΓ―ve. I fooled me with a fake copy of "Occult Arts" before, but I didn't have time to settle accounts with you, and this time I dared to release hostages privately. You say, "
Her face turned cold for a moment, "Who borrowed you so daringly!" β
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For more than a quarter of an hour, the martial arts training ground on the top of the mountain was full of people.
The master of the Beast Control Gate was a tall middle-aged man with a black mask, standing quietly in the center of the field.
The master of the void bowed thoughtfully across from him, and said with kind eyebrows: "Amitabha, the poor monk only has one sentence, dare to ask the master of the door to make a count?" β
"A gentleman's word." The master of the Beast Control Gate opened his mouth without hesitation, his voice hoarse and ugly, as strange as if he had been pinched.
The Master of Void Martial Arts put his hands on him, "In this case, let's begin!" β
The master of the door said that he would move, and the ground burst out, and the whole person rushed towards the ring!
His movements were not unpleasant, and his body directly turned into an afterimage.
Seeing that he was about to grab the other party's wrist, Jiekong slipped away from him like a fish with a cloud hand.
He chuckled in his heart, suddenly felt bad, didn't hesitate for a moment at all, couldn't make a plan, and immediately withdrew his hand and retreated.
Jiekong chased closely, and his footwork seemed to be light as nothing, but it was as steady as a rock, and he could always keep a close distance from the master.
The sticks of Shaolin Temple are brown and yellow, and the roots are a little uneven because they have been placed on the ground all year round. The stick of quitting the void is no different from other sticks.
This stick was beaten in the past, and it seemed to be ordinary and simple, and there were no flowers and flowers.
The master of the door stiffened, and felt the cold air surging, and Sen Sen rushed to his face, like a knife and axe, and a sharp blade on the head!
The little fat man and the others stood behind everyone, and they all held their breath.
Yun Yi said lightly: "Master Void Ring wants his life. β
Quit Kong is indeed the life of the master of the Beast Gate.
It's just because of the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, the piles and piles of murders, which one by one is missing the intervention of this beast gate.
The families of those who were killed naturally hated them to the core, but the people of the Beast Gate are strong in martial arts and can summon a hundred beasts, and many people can't help them, they want to avenge their relatives, and in the end they are killed for them.
There is a saying in Buddhism that the bodhisattva's heart is practiced by means of thunderbolts. At this time, Jiekong had already made up his mind to get rid of the harm of the beast gate, and he was ruthless and ruthless, and he was resolute in eliminating evil.
However, the master of this beast control sect has always practiced the yin evil exercises, and the corners and corners have been entangled in the past, and they have also lasted back and forth for a hundred and ten rounds.
The two of them hit for half an hour.
With more than 40 years of internal strength, the master of the void has not moved to respond to all changes, and finally took advantage of his fatigue and slackness to slam people to the ground with a six-fold stick!
"I lost." The master of the door lay on the ground, covering his scars, and said hoarsely.
There was silence where the people of the Beast Control Gate were, and all the factions of the righteous path cheered excitedly.
The little fat man jumped up excitedly, "Okay, okay! I didn't expect this old beard to be quite powerful! β
The messenger Gu in his sleeve suddenly buzzed and trembled rapidly.
Yun Yi's face changed, and he didn't even have time to say hello, so he hurriedly ran down the mountain.
"Brother Yi?" The little fat man screamed suspiciously at his back and muttered, "Is this a bad stomach?" β
Jiayue also looked over with some concern.
The master of the Beast Control Sect was helped up by his subordinates, bowed respectfully to Jiekong, and continued to say in his strange tone: "The master is really a martial arts master, and he bows down to the wind in Xiagan. β
Jiekong was unmoved, still with that kind and kind look, "Door master, the poor monk finally left you alive today, because you know that you can change your mistakes, and you are very good!" β
Yun Xiao didn't bother to listen to their polite words here, and said straight to the point: "Since the door master has lost, the oath he has made is still counted in number." β
"Nature." The other party is very refreshing.
"Very good," Yun Xiao smiled, "Then now, shouldn't the hostages who were tied to your sect be released back?" β
"Hahaha, hostage?" The master of the Beast Control Gate suddenly laughed loudly, his voice hoarse and piercing like polished rusty iron.
"Don't worry, Dao Chief, if you want them to go back, you have to ask, do they belong to your famous and righteous path?"
Yun Xiao's face turned slightly.