In the clearing of Lin Sheng, Jisang and the other four lamas stood solemnly, obviously waiting for a long time. Min Fengbao was tied to a tree next to her, her hair was disheveled, and she was already so frightened that she lost her blood. Suddenly, Zhu Weiyuan and Jian Liang came over, as if they had seen a savior, and said in a dumb voice: "Lord Zhu, Jian Gongshu, save me!" When Lama Jisang saw that Jian Liang had also come, he was stunned and hinted that the other four lamas were on guard.

Jian Liang stepped forward at this time and said, "Archmage, please let this Mr. Min go." Jisang Lama clasped his palms together and saluted: "This Min Shi Master is obsessed, he has asked many times, and he will not tell where the Kunwu Divine Sword is hidden, and please don't blame the two of you, we will not release people if we don't see the holy relics." ”

Zhu Weiyuan saw that the lamas were very respectful to Jian Liang, and he was obviously afraid, so he took out the Kunwu knife wrapped in yellow silk and handed it to Jian Liang, and said, "Please give this thing to them in the letter of Jian Gongshu in exchange for Mr. Min." Jian Liang took it, took a few steps forward and said, "Kunwu Dao is here, please let people go." ”

Seeing this, Min Fengbao couldn't help but be angry and said, "Who told you to bring the Kunwu knife?" That's mine, how can you give it away! Jian Liang saw that Min Fengbao was like this, and he was reluctant, shook his head, ignored him, and continued: "How is it?" Ladies and gentlemen, can you change it twice? A hint of surprise flashed in Lama Jisang's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and looked back, and the two lamas shook their heads, obviously not believing that the thing in Jian Liang's hand was a Kunwu knife.

Lama Lodge said on the side: "You people are so deceitful, I don't know if the Kunwu knife in the donor's hand is true or false?" When Jian Liang heard this, he smiled and said, "You guys should be careful, it's okay!" Let you see and understand, but ......"

Jian Liang said again: "The Kunwu Knife has been lost for many years, can you archmages recognize its shape?" Don't let you fool you. Jisang Lama said: "The classic of this religion "Guluo Sutra" is painted with the shape of the Kunwu divine sword, which is said to be cast by the moon, and has the nature of 'shaking when it encounters the soil, and escaping when entering the water', and we will recognize the truth and falsehood at a glance. ”

Jian Liangzhi was surprised and said: "This Kunwu knife is really magical!" Then he shook his hand and went to the yellow silk, and the Kunwu knife with a half-foot-long crescent-shaped crystal body was revealed, and the essence was faint, like the moon hanging in the sky. Seeing this, Jisang and the other five lamas were all surprised, and they bowed together, and they were already so excited that they burst into tears.

Agitated, Jisang Lama recited a few unintelligible scriptures, stepped forward and bowed to Jian Liangshen, and said respectfully: "It is the sacred relic of this religion, the Kunwu Divine Sword!" The head of this sect has instructed us that no matter who receives the holy relics from anyone, this person is the great benefactor of this religion, and he orders us not to be disgraced. After saying that, Jisang Lama stretched out his hands and stepped forward to take it.

Jian Liang stepped back with the Kunwu knife and said with a smile: "Wait! I can't wait for you archmages, and I can't believe you yet! If you don't let Mr. Min go first, this Kunwu knife can't be handed over first. Zhu Weiyuan nodded on the side. Jisang Lama immediately said humbly: "Please forgive Master Jian, blame me for waiting for the holy relics and forgetting to release them." Then he turned around and ordered, "Rocky, let Master Min go." ”

As soon as Min Feng's rope book was loosened, he rushed to Jian Liang's side with a rolling belt. Jian Liang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Min, are you okay?" Who knew that Leng was caught off guard by Min Fengpao, and suddenly took away the Kunwu knife from his hand.

Min Fengbao snatched the knife and stepped aside, holding the Kunwu knife tightly, staring at the blood-red eyes, and said fiercely: "This is my treasure, how can I ask you to take it!" Jian Liang didn't expect this sudden change, and said in surprise: "Mr. Min, don't be like this, this thing is unlucky, and all the archmages are it." ”

Zhu Weiyuan also stepped forward to persuade: "Mr. Min, you are lucky not to die now, why bother with this thing!" At this time, where could Min Fengbao listen, shook the Kunwu knife in his hand, and shouted wildly: "You all dodge for me, whoever blocks me, I will kill whoever is, and let you know the power of this Kunwu knife." "Apparently he has lost his mind.

Jisang and the other five lamas were not wary of such an unexpected change, and they were all shocked. Lama Jisang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master Min, this is not yours, just return it to me." As he spoke, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed the Kunwu knife. Min Fengpao saw that Jisang Lama's body moved, and knew that he was going to snatch it, so he shouted, and waved the Kunwu knife to sweep the Jisang Lama's coming momentum several times, but when he heard the sound of "whoosh", the big red monk's robe of Jisang Lama was cut off by the invisible knife qi swept out by the Kunwu knife, and it fell down.

Jisang Lama immediately felt as if the flesh and skin on his body had been whipped by a wicker, and he was in a hot pain, and his heart was horrified, and he hurriedly stepped aside. Zhu Weiyuan, Jian Liang and the other four lamas were taken aback when they saw this.

Seeing the volley a few times, Min Feng forced Jisang Lama to retreat, and couldn't help laughing: "If I knew this, Min would not be afraid of you lamas." ”

Jisang Lama was shocked, he was very angry, and when Min Fengbao got carried away, his body suddenly stepped forward, and somehow turned behind Min Fengpao, and slapped him with a palm...... Before Min Fengbao could understand what was going on, she suddenly felt a numbness in half of her body, and immediately fell to the side, and casually threw out the Kunwu knife that she couldn't hold. The Kunwu knife arced in the air and landed on the ground, and suddenly heard a "bang", and it bounced up on its own, shaking a small pit on the ground. After the Kunwu knife flicked into the air, it fell towards Jian Liang's side.

When Jian Liang saw it, he couldn't help but reach out and catch it, and exclaimed: "If it encounters soil, it will be shocked!" Min Fengpao was hit by the angry Jisang Lama and collapsed to the ground and fainted.

Jisang and the other five lamas suddenly saw the Kunwu knife return to Jian Liang's hand, all of them were shocked, they were already afraid of Jian Liang, and the power of the Kunwu knife was present This person saw it, and they were afraid that Jian Liang would have a different heart and take it for themselves, so they were all on guard and made a frame of fighting to the death.

Seeing the state, Jian Liang couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Although the Kunwu Sword has some special abilities, I, Jian Liang, don't like it, so I will return it to you." As he spoke, he handed the Kunwu knife in his hand forward. Jisang and the other five lamas thought that Jian Liang was going to make a move, so they couldn't help but retreat a few steps in shock.

Seeing this, Jian Liang shook his head and sighed: "If you don't give it, you want to take it, but you don't dare to take it if you give it, you should be so suspicious." After speaking, he walked to a small tree, gently put the Kunwu knife on the fork of the tree, and then turned around and walked away, standing next to Zhu Weiyuan.

Zhu Weiyuan nodded admiringly at Jian Liang. The five lamas knew that Jian Liang was to blame, and while feeling guilty, they bowed down together. Jisang Lama then walked to the small tree, excitedly stretched out his hands to take the Kunwu knife, carefully hid it in his arms, turned to Jian Liang and Zhu Weiyuan, and said gratefully: "Thank you to the two righteous people for the fulfillment, the five of us have finally received the Kunwu knife, the holy relict of this religion, and realized the long-cherished wish of this religion for hundreds of years." Such kindness is hard to repay, and it is to be worshipped. After saying this, Lama Jisang led the four lamas and bowed three times together, took a few steps back, and then turned around and disappeared into the woods.

Zhu Weiyuan and Jian Liang stepped forward to help Min Fengbao up, although Min Fengbao's breath was still there, but he was no longer awake, and his body seemed to be stiff. Zhu Weiyuan hurriedly inspected Min Fengbao's flank, and saw a blood-red handprint on it, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Mr. Min has the 'big handprint' of the Red Sect Lama!" Although he does not die, this life is also wasted. Shaking his head and sighing.

Jian Liang sighed and said: "It's no wonder that people are still dying to protect the Kunwu knife when they are old." The lama's subordinates also showed mercy, which can be regarded as punishment. Then Zhu Weiyuan returned to Lotus Xuan with Min Fengbao and Jian Liang.

When Min Fengshan and Min Fengzhong saw that Min Fengbao was being carried back by Zhu Weiyuan, they each exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up. After being placed on the bed, Min Fengbao slowly woke up, looking at everyone and unable to speak, and even more unable to move, but her lips trembled slightly, her eyes were frightened, and she seemed to be still unwilling.

Seeing this, Min Fengshan said in surprise: "Lord Zhu, what's going on?" Since the Kunwu knife has been given to those lamas, why do you still do this? Zhu Weiyuan told what happened. After hearing this, Min Fengshan sat down, shook his head and sighed: "Big brother! Why are you doing this? It's not our stuff that can't be forced, alas! Zhu Weiyuan comforted: "The matter has come to this, and Mr. Er doesn't have to be too sad, fortunately, the lama's mercy allowed Mr. Min to save his life, which is also a blessing." ”

Jian Liang also comforted himself: "In the future, just invite a master doctor to bring Mr. Min over." Zhu Weiyuan shook his head secretly. Min Fengshan said sadly: "The living dead are like the dead, and the gods can't write anymore." Min Fengzhong stood next to him, and he was so remorseful that he was silent.

That night, Jian Liang was in the room thinking about the chess game on the Yellow Crane Tower tomorrow, and someone knocked on the door and said, "Jian Gongshu, are you resting?" Jian Liang heard Zhu Weiyuan's voice, and hurriedly got up and opened the door to greet him: "Lord Zhu, please inside." After Zhu Weiyuan sat down, he asked: "I heard Mr. Min Er say that Jian Gongshu is going to set up a chess game on the Yellow Crane Tower tomorrow to challenge the world's masters, and he intends to attract a person in chess?" ”

Jian Liang said: "Yes, there have been murders in chess in the world, and the culprit is difficult to find him, so he is ambushed here and waits for him, and there is a break in chess." Zhu Weiyuan sighed: "I didn't expect that Yayi's chess can also kill people!" It seems that Jian Gongshu and Guoshu Gongshu are looking for the same person, that is, the national eunuch who played ghost chess and killed people. ”

Jian Liang said: "In the past, I had an appointment with Brother Fang, looking for this person in the world, I don't know what progress Brother Fang has made on his side?" Zhu Weiyuan said: "Mr. Sun Qi, the right envoy of this bar, was entrusted by the official letter of the state and ordered the brothers of each branch to find the eunuch, but the eunuch's whereabouts are secretive, erratic, and protected by a master, so there is no news for the time being. ”

This book was first published.

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