"I didn't expect there to be such a unique place in Taozhou City!" Lu Xiaoxian felt novelty and asked Ouyang Jian, "Wang Langjun, you have been here longer than me, have you ever been to this Taoist temple?" ”

Ouyang Jian shook his head: "It's the first time I've come!" ”

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Ouyang Jian was lying, and Lu Xiaoxian was secretly happy in his heart: I knew that you would not admit it.

In front of the Baiyun Temple is a large open space, there are those who sell incense and candles, some sell snacks, and there are juggling, everything, it is indeed very lively.

Lu Xiaoxian said with great interest: "A few of you are tired of walking, come on, come, I invite you to tea!" ”

Anyway, regardless of whether the other people agreed or not, Lu Xiaoxian sat directly at the table of a tea stall and beckoned the stall owner to serve everyone a bowl of tea.

Of course, Lu Xiaoxian didn't want to drink tea, he secretly looked at the hexagram stall not far from here while holding the hot tea. In front of the Baiyun Temple, there is such a hexagram stall, which is very recognizable.

In front of the hexagram stall sat an old Taoist priest, wearing a white robe with a clear gray vein, woven with silk kudzu, and a long silk ribbon of the same texture tied around his waist. The old Taoist priest had a long donkey face, lead-gray skin, deep-set eyes, nostrils facing the sky, and a sparse beard like grass.

Could this be Ouyang Jian and Tang Qian's master, Mr. Wang?

Lu Xiaoxian had seen Mr. Wang in Panzhou City, and he was too far from the old man in front of him, both in terms of body shape and appearance.

Just when Lu Xiaoxian was puzzled, a sword stabbed like a poisonous stinger, staring at his throat.

The sword was too fast, too sudden, too weird, so fast, so powerful, it was unbelievable, as if it came from the netherworld. The sword wind instantly touched the body, and it was about to pass through the throat, just as the so-called arrow off the string, in terms of sword momentum, even the person who shot it himself could not be recovered.

Lu Xiaoxian stood there quietly, without the slightest dodge, and even the expression on his face was still calm.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab Lu Xiaoxian, no one could protect him.

At this moment, the strange sword that stabbed at Lu Xiaoxian involuntarily tilted to the side, and Lu Xiaoxian could even feel a cold air shuttling through his ears.

Then, I heard the soft sound of porcelain breaking, the light dispersed, the sword had broken inch by inch, and the fragments fell to the ground one after another, making a sonorous sound.

If it weren't for a wooden skewer for fortune telling lying on the ground, no one would have thought that it was Lao Dao who rescued Lu Xiaoxian. What is strange is that no one can see how the old Taoist priest made a move.

If it weren't for the weird old Taoist, Lu Xiaoxian would definitely have a hole in his neck.

All it takes is this moment! Leng Qing and Zhang Meng launched at the same time.

The reason why it was so dangerous just now was because the assassin came suddenly, and now he has lost the opportunity.

Zhang Meng and Leng Qing were both masters of the masters, and the masked attacker knew that he had no chance, so he laughed miserably, returned his sword, and overturned a bucket of boiling water on the stove of the tea stall with a sword, and a bucket of boiling water was poured on his face, white smoke rose, and he couldn't see his person for a while.

When the smoke cleared, Leng Qing stepped forward to remove the black cloth covering the attacker's face, his face was so swollen and so hot that the cloth could barely be removed.

When you take it off, you can't see it anymore.

"It's a pity, it's a pity Lu Xiaoxian, who was on the verge of life and death, sighed unconsciously, "If only I could catch it alive!" ”

Tang Qian looked at Lu Xiaoxian with a concerned expression: "Master Lu, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine!" When he said this, Lu Xiaoxian's eyes were very deep.

Of course Lu Xiaoxian is fine, in the eight years he has been in Wangyun Mountain, he has to go to the bat cave every night to train, and his hearing and eyesight are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Just now, when the attacker stabbed out that sword, Lu Xiaoxian had already noticed it. It's just that he found that the old Taoist priest showed signs of making a move, so he couldn't help but didn't move.

Why did the masked assailant assassinate himself?

How did he know that he was coming to Baiyun Temple?

Is there a relationship between the attacker and the old way?

Why did Lao Dao come to save himself?

This series of questions made Lu Xiaoxian realize that the water in Taozhou City was much deeper than he imagined, and it was getting muddy now.

However, there is one thing Lu Xiaoxian Lu Xiaoxian is still very pleased, Tang Qian's concern for him is not pretended, but really from the heart.

Lu Xiaoxian walked up to the old Taoist priest who was setting up the stall and hugged his fists at him: "Thank you!" If it weren't for the Dao Master's action, I'm afraid my life would have come to an end! ”

The old Taoist priest stood up politely, and at this time, Lu Xiaoxian was surprised to find that he was quite tall, half a head taller than Lu Xiaoxian. Although he was tall, he was extremely thin, so thin that only a skeleton of bones remained, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

Is this still the same Mr. Wang I saw in Panzhou?

If the appearance can be changed by changing the appearance, can the figure also be changed?

Mr. Wang, who Lu Xiaoxian remembered, was probably about the same height as himself, but the Taoist priest in front of him was much taller than himself.

The old Taoist priest stared at Lu Xiaoxian with a pair of eyes that were sharper and colder than the sword light. Gradually, the chill in his eyes slowly receded, replaced by a warm smile.

"What is the end of the world? When you have no way out, turn back. The cathode and yang are born, otherwise the pole is Tailai, and the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other! "The old Taoist priest spoke weakly, like a zombie crawling out of a grave.

What an interesting person.

"Dao Chief, since we met, it's fate, how about calculating a hexagram for me?" Lu Xiaoxian said with a smile.

"I'm afraid Childe doesn't want to tell hexagrams, but wants to solve the doubts in his heart, right?" The old Taoist priest stared at Lu Xiaoxian with both eyes.

was told by the old Taoist priest, Lu Xiaoxian had to cough dryly and put away his laughter.

Lu Xiaoxian laughed at himself: "It's only been a few days since I came to Taozhou, how could someone assassinate me?" It's also possible that the assassin just recognized the wrong person, believe it or not? ”

"I don't believe it." The old Taoist priest replied very simply.

Lu Xiaoxian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head: "Dao Chief, if people are too serious, they will be boring. ”

The old Taoist priest ignored Lu Xiaoxian's ridicule at all, and asked bluntly: "I wonder if the son has ever heard of 'Tiansha'?" ”

"Haven't heard of it!" Lu Xiaoxian shook his head honestly.

"'Tiansha' is a mysterious killer organization in the rivers and lakes!" The old Taoist priest slowly spat out a sentence.

"What? Killer organization? Lu Xiaoxian's eyes widened.

"In fact, since the Han Dynasty, there have been killer organizations, they have their own secret words, secret techniques, strong martial arts, secret identities, and they get paid by killing people. They still exist until now, but their whereabouts are secretive, unpredictable, and unknown to others! ”

The old Taoist priest snorted, and then said: "Looking at the assassin's final self-disfigurement just now, there is no doubt that he is a member of the 'Tiansha', and the killer of the 'Tiansha' never shows his true face, and even if he dies, he will not show his true face, so few people will know the inside story of the 'Tiansha'. Wouldn't it be a big joke to say that the most mysterious killer organization in the rivers and lakes would recognize the wrong person? ”

"You're saying they're targeting me?"

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved, could it be that the death of Tuyuhun had something to do with this "Tiansha", and in addition, he couldn't think of a reason for his assassination.

"Not against me anyway!" The old Taoist priest glanced at Lu Xiaoxian.

Lu Xiaoxian looked at the old Taoist priest strangely: "Dao Chief, since 'Tiansha' is so mysterious, how do you know so clearly?" ”

"I naturally have my own way, I can't tell you this!" The old Taoist priest looked like his nostrils were facing the sky.

Lu Xiaoxian didn't bother with the old Taoist, he suddenly said: "Daoist, can you go and look at something, I have a question to ask you!" ”

"Don't go!" The old Taoist priest shook his head without hesitation, "The weather is good today, I still have to earn some hexagram money!" ”

"I've got your hexagram!" Lu Xiaoxian is equally crisp.

"Then not going?"

"Really not going?" Lu Xiaoxian had a fox-like smile on his face.

Seeing Lu Xiaoxian's expression, the old Taoist priest asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Don't do anything, the Taoist made a move just now, and at first glance, he is a hidden master!" Lu Xiaoxian glanced at Leng Qing and Zhang Meng beside him, and said to the old Taoist priest with a smile, "I just don't know if my two friends can work together to invite the Taoist leader, I'm looking forward to seeing what the result is!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian is clearly a naked threat, not to mention that the old Taoist priest saved his life just now, just letting two strong masters deal with a skinny old man, this kind of scoundrel approach is very despicable.

Leng Qing also felt that Lu Xiaoxian was too much, but it was not easy to say anything, so he had to twist his face to the side.

When encountering such a scoundrel, the old Taoist priest could only smile bitterly, what else could he say.

The hero does not suffer the immediate loss, and the old Taoist priest compromised very simply: "No need, I'll go with you!" ”

Toast without eating and drinking, although Lu Xiaoxian did not say this sentence, he was already about to come out in his heart.

Lu Xiaoxian took the old Taoist priest to the mortuary again, and he wanted the old Taoist priest to help re-examine the body of Zeng Cha to see if he could find anything.

The old Taoist priest looked at the front of the white bone for a long time, and then twisted the corner of his shirt with two fingers, sniffed slightly, and the whole person shook as if drunk.

This kind of situation has also happened to Lu Xiaoxian before.

Leng Qing hurriedly supported the old Taoist priest, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Lu Xiaoxian stared at the old Taoist: "Daoist, what did you find?" ”

"Strange fragrance! What a terrible smell! When he said this, the old Taoist priest's face showed a look of confusion.

"I think this smell is a little weird, too!"

The old Taoist priest said: "It looks like a musk deer, it looks like a tan without a musk, it makes people confused and confused, and it lasts for a long time." I'm afraid it's not just weird, but I don't know what kind of spice it is. ”

Lu Xiaoxian shook his head and said, "I have sent someone to fetch the incense that the deceased burned on weekdays, and ask the Taoist elder to help me." ”

After a while, the catcher of the Assassin's Mansion brought in a large bag of all kinds of incense.