The man raised the kitchen knife and slashed at Ning Caichen's front door, and at the last moment, Ah Jiu broke into the door and stretched out a dagger to separate the kitchen knife. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's outrageous to rectify the Fa on the spot without evidence or evidence, right?"

"Who are you?" The man raised his kitchen knife and asked.

"I'm a wanted man below, and I can't tell you my name."

The man seemed to remember something, and his expression was overjoyed: "You are Lin Jiu, the wanted criminal Lin Jiu worth 10,000 taels of gold, say, where are your two accomplices?" ”

"Here." Wen Xiu led Wen Cai in.

"Oh, it's really God who made me rich, you all stay here and don't move." After the man finished speaking, he moved his hands and feet and began to search his body.

"What is this?" The man searched for a painting on Ning Caichen's body and unfolded it, on which was painted a beautiful woman washing her hair and a few lines of poetry.

"What ten miles, what a long pavilion, what a broken thing." The man fiddled around a few times and couldn't understand.

"Hey, don't touch my paintings." Ning Caichen hurriedly took the painting back: "This painting was given to me by one of my closest people, even if it is death, I don't want to leave it." ”

"Then you can die with it." After the man searched Ning Caichen, he ran to Ah Jiu again.

"Hey, don't search around, be careful that I cut you." Ah Jiu pulled out the bright new pavilion.

The man was hesitating, and Ah Jiu asked, "You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?" ”

"We have received rumors that the Ghost Eight Immortals are preparing to ransack this village."

"Eight Immortals?" Ah Jiu remembered the dead cripple he met in Wangjiazhuang.

"That's right, it's the ghost eight immortals who have been rampant in the rivers and lakes for many years, notorious, **** kidnapping, plundering, and doing all kinds of evil."

"Since you know that they are coming, don't run quickly, these people are very powerful, you can't beat them."

The man said excitedly: "We have thousands of people in the whole village, old and young, and we can run there, but we will die horizontally and vertically anyway, so we simply fight with them." ”

"Yes, fight with them." The surrounding villagers were in high spirits and echoed one after another.

"Zhuang, I should help your village and give a helping hand." Ah Jiu patted the man's shoulder vigorously.

"You, righteous enough, the county government has promised to send troops to rescue, we will not necessarily lose." The man also patted Ah Jiu's shoulder vigorously.

A sentry villager ran in: "Come, come, they have crossed the mountains beyond the mountain, the river in the river, and they are almost to the big forest." ”

"Are you ready?" The man asked aloud.

"Ready."

"Leave at once, the old ones stay here, and the young ones come with me."

"Hey, you're fighting them with a kitchen knife?" Ah Jiu asked puzzled.

"The kitchen knife is just my makeshift weapon, my real weapon is this." The man picked up a thick-bladed machete.

When everyone walked out of the inn, the man turned back and stuffed the kitchen knife into Ning Caichen's hand: "Young follow me." ”

"I can't." Ning Caichen's face was full of embarrassment, and Ah Jiu was puzzled: "Why did you drag him out?" ”

"One more person has more power."

"He's a powerless scholar."

"Who said that scholars are useless, today is the day when he throws his pen and follows." The man didn't know if he was pleasing to Ning Caichen's eyes, and insisted on catching this strong man.

"What's your name?"

"Under the name Lu Nanguang."

"If you die, I will definitely erect a monument for you."

"Close the door, close the door." Wen Cai and a group of old men quickly closed the door.

Wencai was mistaken for an old man because he was thin and weak in the face of the elderly.

The villagers were lying in ambush around the woods.

"Extinguish the torches."

"Shh

"It's coming, it's coming."

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and several horses ran over.

The first one had a very large head, a full beard, a tall and strong body, a wine gourd at his waist, and an iron crutch in his hand.

The first person on the left, with a yellow face and a goatee, dressed as a yellow Taoist robe and a celestial master, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and carrying a pure yang sword on his back.

The first person on the right, dressed in white and snow, is tall and wears a felt hat, covering his face and not seeing his face clearly.

A middle-aged man with a gourd face, red skin, a full beard, an open belly, a puff fan in his hand, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, and a scholar holding a handful of Xiao, and a Taoist boy with a basket, isn't it a ghost and eight immortals, why is there one missing.

Lu Nanguang gave an order, and the rejecting rifles were pulled up one after another.

"His brother's, they're prepared." Tie Guan Li hurriedly reined in the horse.

"Isn't that more interesting, dismount and meet the enemy." He Xiangu's voice was cold.

"Kill." The villagers carried torches and weapons to kill, and surrounded the ghosts and immortals.

Ah Jiu jumped up, Xinting waited to split his head, and Li hurriedly raised the iron crutch to hold it.

"Big head, do you still recognize me?"

"It's you, his brother's, I have to kill you today."

Wenxiu is looking for Lu Dongbin, the two are chess opponents, and it is difficult to separate them in an instant.

Lu Nanguang's machete did not pity Xiangyu and slashed down towards He Xiangu's slender body.

Han Zhongli waved his fan and spewed out a ball of fire.

Uncle Cao Guo sacrificed the official seal.

Lan Caihe reached into the basket and grabbed a handful of beans and threw them out, and the beans fell to the ground and turned into soldiers.

Han Xiangzi blew the hole flute, which was harsh and ugly.

It's fighting.

Zhang Guolao arrived on a donkey: "Donkey, donkey, poof." "This Zhang Guo always comes with cannons, and a fart jumps to a large number of villagers.

is killing, this movement has already alarmed the people in the hall.

The white-robed man sat in the center of the hall, with five hundred boys on the left and five hundred virgins on the right, and the rich old man Nie, separated on both sides.

"It's lively outside, and I'm also joining in the fun, have you ever seen a dragon flying?"

"Venerable Master, not yet."

"Well, then we'll have to wait, Qian Qianhu."

"What does the Guru command?" Qian Dahao stepped forward.

"Lead the troops into the fray."

"Yes, help over there?"

"Kill anyone you see."

"Yes."

The white-robed figure disappeared into the hall in a flash.

At this time, Zhao Xiong, the head catcher of Tsinghua University, had already led three hundred officials to kill him.

The knives and sticks were intertwined, and the flames were rubbed, and the iron crutch was whirring and panting: "His brother's, I can't see that you still have two hits." ”

"Big head, you can be regarded as having two hits, but unfortunately you are not my opponent."

"Yikes."

"Huh."

"Kill." Qian Dahao led the man in white to rush over from the side.

Under the moonlight, thousands of people were scuffling in the woods, but it didn't seem to be chaotic enough, and there were still many people who wanted to join the battle.

"Meridian Broken Soul." One after another, flying needles shot towards the Ghost Eight Immortals, and Lan Caihe hurriedly threw a handful of beans to block it.

"It's Old Man Zhong, withdraw."

The ghosts and eight immortals gathered together and killed outside.

The white-robed man couldn't help frowning when he saw the bearded man in the dark, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he had an idea in his heart, so he hid aside and continued to watch the play.

"Old man Zhong, are you here?"

"It's not just me coming, I left without a word, you kid want to escape from marriage?" The bearded man was furious.

"I was also hunted down, and I couldn't help myself." (To be continued.) )