Shan Qingquan looked at the Li Deng, who had a bloody hair and pupils, and felt a little strange in his heart.

Li Deng was born in a family of huge wealthy gentry in Dongyou, and he is the eldest son of the long house, so it can be said that he Li Deng, since he was born, he has been the prince of Dongyou Road. What is even more rare is that although Lee Deng has been quick-thinking and eloquent since he was a child, he can be said to stand out among his peers, and even his personality is actually very modest and gentle. Of course, this is also the advantage inherited from the bloodline of the Dongyou Li family, businessmen, no matter how big or small the business, must pay attention to a harmonious and wealth-making person.

And Li Deng, who was young, traveled almost every inch of the Huayu Continent, and finally stayed in the Beiyan Taixue Museum to study. As soon as I read this book, ten years have passed. Shan Qingquan got acquainted with him, and he was also near the Beiyan Taixue Museum. At that time, he was seriously ill and fell in a ruined temple in the south of the city. Unexpectedly, a few wild dogs foraging for food came at night, staring at themselves with blood-red eyes, and the corners of their mouths kept dripping saliva.

Shan Qingquan knew that if the eyes of any dog were red, it must be a vicious dog that roamed the cemetery every day and fed the corpse in the coffin. There is a kind of thin-skinned coffin among the people, which is also named after this vicious dog, which is called the dog meeting.

After all, these fierce dogs couldn't wait for Shan Qingquan's natural death, and the two wild dogs in front of them first spun around a few times slowly, and then flew towards them in an instant. Now it is the depths of winter, it may be that in the last few days, no poor people have died, and there is no business in the mass graves, these vicious and cruel beasts have begun to eat the living!

It just so happened that at this time, Li Deng, who had just walked out of the tavern, was walking home with slightly drunken eyes, and in a daze, he heard a voice coming from the broken temple in the back street, so he wanted to go up and see what was going on with the help of wine. It didn't matter if I looked at it, I was suddenly frightened by the situation in the temple and broke out in a cold sweat, and I even woke up most of the wine.

Shan Qingquan, who was seriously ill, was holding his throat with both hands at this time, clenching his teeth and bearing the tearing of the wild dog on his arm, and the flesh on his two arms had been torn apart, revealing the white bones of Sensen, and his appearance was very miserable and terrifying.

Li Deng, who was young and vigorous and had just drunk alcohol, didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up a green brick from his side, and directly joined the battle group with the help of the wine. For a while, the chickens and dogs jumped up in the broken temple. After a while, the two fierce dogs in the lead had already been knocked unconscious by Li Deng, and the remaining few snorted a few times when they saw the leader being surrendered, and they ran away with their tails between their legs. No matter how fierce the dog is, it is not a wolf after all, and it is estimated that it is because he is really hungry and desperate that he will come to risk attacking the living.

Li Deng confirmed that Shan Qingquan had not yet breathed, so he turned around and added two more bricks, beating the vicious dog that had passed out until he stuck out his tongue before stopping.

The two of them, who fought side by side, lit a fire here and roasted the murderous dog inside and out. This is the first time that Shan Qingquan has felt warm from the inside out since he came down the mountain from the injury. Li Deng, a wealthy son, invited a few of the most famous Langzhong in Northern Yan, and spent a lot of money to buy precious medicinal materials, and used silver to stabilize Shan Qingquan's illness. Although I haven't gone to the roots, I can already practice some outer kung fu. In this way, the two became strong because of a few dogs, and they knew each other for so many years.

Therefore, Li Dengqi has always been the honest young man with a broad mind who fights for righteousness and squanders money in Shan Qingquan's heart. No matter what happened to him for many years, I had never seen him have such a gaffe. Shan Qingquan, who was amazed, replied with a slight tremor in his tone:

"At first, it was the eldest lady and Shen Gongzi of the Zhongshan Wang family, and there was a dispute near the medical hall, so I took action to punish Shen Gui slightly. Just now, I went to Shen Gui's Mansion again, and when I wanted to take the eldest lady back to the house, I found that there were traces of a fight in the backyard of Shen Gui's Mansion. ”

As he spoke, he took out the cloth bag from his pocket again, and when he opened it, he was wrapped in a broken arrow:

"I took it casually when I first sneaked in. There are no less than 100 arrows like this in the backyard of the Shen Mansion. ”

Li Deng picked up this half of the arrow and looked at it carefully, stroked the complicated lines on it, and said to Shan Qingquan:

"It's supposed to be the shaman's arrow."

"How so?"

"The arrows are in the shape of a flat diamond, and they are carved with complicated shamanic ornaments, and such stupid arrows can only be used by the shamans."

The arrows in the Northern Army have a fixed system. The flat diamond-shaped arrowhead has weak lethality, and it does not perform well against soldiers, horses, or armor. The value of the existence of this kind of arrow is that it is the cheapest to build, and it can be installed in large quantities in ordinary army soldiers.

At this time, the arrow in front of Li Dan and the others, on the basis of the flat diamond-shaped arrow with low lethality, was actually carved with complicated religious patterns, which was simply taking off his pants and farting. Because of this, the person who can use such a strange arrow must be the only force in shamanism, the twelve shamans.

As soon as Shan Qingquan heard Li Deng's analysis, he turned around and left, and Li Deng hurriedly stopped him:

"Why are you going?"

"Kill Bag."

"They've treated you."

"Didn't you give him a yard too? We don't owe each other. ”

"You sit down first, and I'll think about it later......"

After that, Li Deng rubbed the arrow from side to side with two fingers, half-discussing and half-talking to himself:

"He is also a human spirit who is nearly 100 years old, even if he wants to be unfavorable to Le'an, will he be so stupid? Let his own people take action in person, and leave the shaman's exclusive arrows. If an action falls into the eyes of the enemy from beginning to end, is it still a flaw? ”

In this way, Li Deng, a shrewd person, completely fell into a dead end of believing in the strength of his opponent and could not extricate himself.

At the same time, the "wise and foolish" Bagh is on the verge of a stroke:

"What do you say? Li Le'an is not dead? Are they shooting ghosts? What? Shoot a rabbit? Did they go out hunting en masse? Are you accurate? ”

Bage's face was full of disbelief, and his cloudy eyes stared at He Wendao who came to report.

"There's no mistake about that. Eyeliner said that Li Le'an was holding a snow rabbit with arrows on his body, found a tree pit on the side of the road, and buried the rabbit before returning to Xiangfu. Oh yes, the eyeliner also said that before she went home, she also burned a knife of yellow paper in front of the rabbit's grave. The eyeliner was just looking along the firelight, and it was determined that it was Li Le'an's own ......"

"When a rabbit dies, she still burns yellow paper? If her father Li Deng also dies in a few days, then she will not have to burn the silver ticket! It really doesn't make sense. Wendao, you go now, and slaughter that fool who has more than enough to do and more than enough to do! ”

He Wendao asked Ba Ge with an embarrassed face:

"Kill whom?"

"Dojae!"

"Daisha Lord, I think it's necessary to remind you that there are only thirteen shamans standing with you right now."

"Nonsense, isn't the shaman on the Guanbei Road the same mind as the sect?"

"Those shamans can barely make do with the people's healing and divination, if they let them kill people and set fires, they are afraid of ......"

"I'm just afraid of a fart! No matter how wasteful they are, they must be better than those thirteen fools! ”

Speaking of this, He Wendao knew that most of the anger in Bagh's heart had disappeared. I saw the old Bagh sigh:

"Hey, look, shamanism today has degenerated like this? This is all to blame on Lin Siwei, the big shaman who occupies the pit and does not, and she ignores all the affairs in the church. So, we have no one to use at the moment, and she has to take full responsibility! ”

He Wendao coughed and reminded:

"In fact, since Li Xuanyu took over in the sect, there are only thirteen shamans left. If you look at it according to the sect, it will exist in name only. ”

Bag, who was full of anger, was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed again:

"Hey, that's why I want to revive the shamanic lineage. Can't go on like this...... Definitely not......"

With that, Bagh stood up and walked out of the door trembling.

He Wendao stood behind him, looking at the rickety figure of Ba Ge, with mixed feelings in his heart:

"Hey, the old man is unwilling......"