Chapter 38 Gathering Mount Tai

The three people around Wang Qi were gone in a blink of an eye, and she couldn't help but be stunned, the development of things was completely unexpected by her, whether it was the plot, the rhythm, or the speed and result.

She was still holding the family heirloom Daimiao skewers in her hand, and she was stunned and subconsciously picked it up and took a bite.

Nie Fan slowly walked in the Dai Temple, which was the place where the emperor had to go up the mountain in ancient times, and the place of 'grass worship' could be said to be full of royal weather. The palace is majestic and magnificent, row upon row, and the huge building complex is no worse than the Forbidden City in the capital.

Nie Fan walked slowly, as if he was really a tourist, leisurely admiring every scenery of the Dai Temple, as if nothing had happened just now.

In fact, he was really not worried that Yang Zhi would be a ghost at all, the Seven Kills Sword Qi was formless and substantial, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to find it hidden in the human body, even if it was discovered, at least it would take a late-stage ancient martial arts cultivator to force it out.

He didn't believe that Yang Zhi would be able to find a star late-stage Gu Martial to force out his sword qi for him, if he could really find it, he wouldn't have nothing to cultivate.

Moreover, the Seven Kills Sword Technique is a killing one, and the sword qi is often domineering and evil, and Nie Fan has been holding a deep hatred of blood since he was a child, and his sword qi is biased towards the cold. Once the person who is beaten into the sword qi will touch the sword qi once the cold air invades the body, the sword qi will be touched at that time, and the sword qi will wander in the body, which must be extremely painful, as if countless thin knives are cutting meat, and it will be difficult for ordinary people to bear.

The temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, and it can touch the sword qi the most in the middle of the night.

"Unfortunately, there are only three days." Nie Fan looked at the faucet in the pool gushing with spring water, and suddenly muttered to himself.

After all, his cultivation is too low, even if he can condense a sword qi, it can't last long.

Before I knew it, the sun was gradually setting, and Wang Qi was as elated as when he came, gathered the people, took everyone to dinner, and then prepared to take the car to Dai Zongfang for the night.

"These are all specialties of Dai Temple, everyone can eat, everyone has paid for it, and you don't have to pay any money." Wang Qi stood in front of the restaurant and said very seriously to everyone.

"Miss Wang is notoriously budget-conscious, and this restaurant must be delicious!"

"Miss Wang, I can trust me, I have always followed her group ......"

"Yes, yes, next time I still have to find Miss Wang......"

Everyone in the restaurant praised Wang Qi, and Wang Qi's originally serious face immediately showed a smile.

Wang Qi smiled and watched everyone eat, and then silently counted the number of people, until none of them were bad, and then relaxed a little.

Looking at Nie Fan, who was eating alone around the corner, Wang Qi blinked, turned around and took a dozen lunch boxes, and walked towards Nie Fan.

She sat down opposite Nie Fan, pursed her lips, hesitated, and said, "Thank you." ”

Nie Fan knew that Wang Qi was coming, and when he heard her say, 'Thank you', he couldn't help but look up at her.

"It's okay, eat." Wang Qi pursed his lips, showed a reluctant smile, and picked up his chopsticks. Only she understood her words, but she didn't need to explain them to Nie Fan.

Nie Fan looked at Wang Qi and could guess that she had some trouble, so he didn't dig into it and nodded.

"Lock him up." Yang Zhi walked out of the Dai Temple and came to a small farmhouse courtyard, and as soon as he walked in, he said directly. didn't look at Liu Hao, and walked straight to the side room.

"Woo woo......" Liu Hao struggled and shook his head vigorously at Yang Zhi. Until now, Liu Dashao still can't understand why Yang Zhi, who is on the same front as him, tied him up inexplicably!

But Yang Zhi didn't have the heart to care about him, and walked straight to the side room.

"Second uncle, second uncle......" Yang Zhi slapped the door with his hand.

Soon the door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a tunic stood in the door, looked at Yang Zhi and frowned, "What's the matter, what's so flustered?" ”

"Second uncle, look at me, quick!" Yang Zhi quickly entered the room, closed the door, and looked at the middle-aged man with an anxious face.

Yang Zhiyong was stunned and suddenly grabbed Yang Zhi's wrist.

"Huh?" Yang Zhiyong's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Yang Zhi and said, "Who did it to you?" ”

When Yang Zhi saw Yang Zhiyong's face, he suddenly panicked, and hurriedly said: "It's Nie Fan from the capital, the one who killed Nie Shutang." ”

Yang Zhiyong didn't know Nie Fan from the capital, nor did he know Nie Fan who killed Nie Shutang, his face was cold, he grabbed Yang Zhi's wrist, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were solemn.

Yang Zhi looked at Yang Zhiyong's expression, and he still had a heart of hope, which gradually became cold.

"Second uncle?" After a long time, Yang Zhi asked worriedly.

Yang Zhiyong withdrew his hand, looked at Yang Zhi and said, "Don't worry, it's not fatal." ”

Yang Zhi, who had already been mentally prepared, was overjoyed when he heard this, looked at Yang Zhiyong and said nervously, "Really? ”

"Hmm." Yang Zhiyong nodded, loosened his frowning brow and walked inside.

Yang Zhi listened to Yang Zhiyong's words, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that his second uncle would never say anything that he was not sure of, and his originally worried face immediately became gloomy.

Since it is not fatal, why should he listen to Nie Fan!

And when did he Yang Dashao suffer this kind of anger, his eyes changed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, I don't know how many conspiracies that could make Nie Fan die without a place to be buried kept flashing in his heart.

Yang Zhi stood there, firstly to relieve the tension just now, and secondly, he was already planning how to retaliate against Nie Fan.

Yang Zhiyong sat at the table, took a sip of tea, and frowned thoughtfully.

"Second uncle, do you know what the most clever means of killing are?" Yang Zhi sat opposite Yang Zhi, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at Yang Zhiyong with a smile on his face.

At this time, he behaved exactly like usual, a junior who could play a rogue with a hippie smile.

Yang Zhiyong didn't speak, and quietly looked at his nephew in front of him.

"Borrow a knife to kill." Yang Zhi's smile became brighter and brighter, and he took the tea and drank it all. Then he jumped up and turned to go out the door.

Yang Zhiyong watched Yang Zhi leave, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Although he knew that the 'yin' qi in Yang Zhi's body would not be fatal, he didn't know what kind of hidden dangers would be there, let alone how to get rid of it.

"Nie Fan?" Yang Zhiyong chattered thoughtfully.

Just when Nie Fan and the others had just finished eating and were about to go to Dai Zongfang, a photo from the south was suddenly hung in an inconspicuous corner of a tourist newspaper in the capital.

A young and lovely female tour guide waved a flag and said something enthusiastically, and a group of people around were smiling and waving the flag, while the back of a young man, but I don't know why, was very abrupt and could be seen at a glance.

"Tarzan!"

Almost not long after the newspaper was issued, it instantly spread to all the people who were looking for Nie Fan.

Guo Shan, who had already returned from the highway, looked at the photos in his mobile phone, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he still turned on his mobile phone.

"Mr. Han, I have found Nie Fan, ...... in Mount Tai"

Guo Shan hadn't finished speaking, and the phone had already hung up.

Guo Shan's face flashed ugly, but he couldn't do anything about people like Han Yuanzheng, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said coldly: "Turn around and go to Mount Tai." ”

At the same time, Zhao Jingxuan, who had lost her goal, also got the news, and immediately drove to Mount Tai without hesitation.

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