Nineteen-year-old Yuansheng looked at the surrounding wild and grassy fields, his eyes were full of the shadow of his eleventh year, he was not called Yuansheng, but was called a thin dog, and it was the same back then, as a wild man, he was bound like an animal, ready to be transported to the human market of Ruzhou, and was about to be sold into slavery.

At that time, it was here that the slave hunters met the fat figure. I watched the slave catchers disappear into the dense forest one by one, and knew that the fat figure walked in front of him.

"If you want to eat, pick up a knife." The fat monk untied his rope and threw a short knife at him. The nine-year-old stood up tremblingly, holding a short knife, and looked at the people around him in a daze.

"Hahahaha." Looking at his appearance, the monk seemed to remember something, and tears came out of his laughter. Pointing to the side, "Thou shalt follow their example, and please give the sword in your hand to the poor road." ”

The monk laughed as he pulled the knife out of the chest of one of the slave catchers, blood splattering everywhere, and his eyes were red.

The monk took out the knife as he walked, and everywhere he went, it was all blood red, and the children who were given short knives by the monk knelt down on their knees, raised the short knife given by the monk above their heads, and bowed down in the direction of the monk, as if worshipping the gods.

"Please also ask the master to take us to eat!" Someone shouted, and soon, more slaves shouted. The dog shouted as well.

"Since you want me to take you to eat, then it will be used as a knife for the poor." The fat figure walked up to the back of the thin dog at some point, picked up the knife in his hand, and shaved his three thousand troubles in a few strokes.

Since then, there are no more fine dogs in the world, and there is one more monk named Yuansheng.

Unexpectedly, ten years have passed, he has returned to the original point, Yuan Sheng remembered that the big tree next to him was the place where he was beaten by slave traders eight years ago, and it was also the place where he met his abbot.

"Hey, the floating clouds gather on the peaks, and you can pity a dead crab, and the two crows are sandwiched between the void." Yuansheng's heart couldn't help but emerge from these two poems, which were the sentences that had been robbed before, recited by a widow before he died, and it was Yuansheng who dealt with him at that time. Because of its strange statement, it is for it

After hearing it before, Yuan Sheng felt that this widow was reading something blindly, but because of his strange words, he was very impressed. Now that I suddenly think about it, I only feel that some kind of indescribable small emotions are slowly growing, so I can't help blurting out just now, the loneliness and despair that déjà vu, which can only be desperately waiting for death, makes Yuansheng have a sense of familiarity like a dream.

To be reasonable, this is not the first time that the people in the temple have been arrested, and it is not the first time that they have a hard idea to resist, but they have long become the white bones in this forest, and their wives and daughters have also become the playthings of the monks in the temple. If it weren't for the abbot's sudden compassionate heart in recent years, as long as the idea does not resist and no longer kills, this group of people may have become the ghosts of the forest long ago.

"I can only wait for the dawn to come and rescue myself from the little novice who cleaned the battlefield." Looking at the direction where the four of them were gone, Yuan Sheng wanted to grit his teeth in hatred, but he gave up because his mouth was gagged. At the same time, he secretly prayed that it was best to save himself from the Yuan Yu he hated the most, thinking of the trap that the young man had set around him, that is, Yuan Sheng, who was a bandit, and it was also faintly painful to see.

"After Ye Ye gets out of trouble, how to concoct you and others." Yuan Sheng, who was quite confident in his accomplices, looked in the direction of the forest and thought viciously.

But for some reason, thinking of that little Langjun's face and expression, Yuan Sheng faintly felt uneasy. It was as if the slave catchers looked at him when he was captured as a child.

It must be an illusion, just a few sheep, even if the black-armored man has an idea, in the face of this misty forest, coupled with the monk's medicine arrows, there must be no way, not to mention the invincible abbot who is like King Kong.

How could it be, Yuan Sheng shook his head and threw this ridiculous thought out of his head. How could these people be the opponents of the abbot.

The confidence in the abbot made Yuan Sheng very sure that Lu Zhe and his party were caught, especially when he saw the smoke rising from the sky somewhere in the woods, this confidence was even stronger.

Want to set fire to the forest? It's just stupid! The uneasiness in Yuansheng's heart disappeared inexplicably.

The sheep is really a sheep, and he is just acting coyly, and he thinks he has some skills, but he stops here. You know, this is an old forest in the mountains, the trees cover the sky and the sun, and the sun is not seen all year round, and the trees are so moist that it is extremely difficult to light a fire. Moreover, the ignition of the fire is very easy to expose the target, and I am afraid that before the fire is burned, the monks in the forest will find the whereabouts of everyone and capture them.

Yuan Sheng looked at the smoke that faintly drifted into the sky in the dense forest, and the disdain in his eyes became more and more vicious.

"Alright, let's go down there." Lu Zhe threw a piece of sulfur into the fire, and a moment later, a choking smoke began to fill the air (the burning of sulfur produces a large amount of sulfur dioxide, which has a strong pungent smell).

There is a good saying, since you can't beat it, then join them. Since these monks were hunting people in the darkness at night, Lu Zhe's mind moved, so it was better to muddy the water.

Thus, the plan to set fire was born. There is a Zhurongmen Tiesan who is proficient in arson in Wuzhuang Guan, of course Lu Zhe knows that this forest is ignited in a short time, but Lu Zhe wants not a flame, but a choking smoke, and Sun Simiao, who can see through the big array, coupled with Lu Zhe's fire technology of half a bucket of water, the impermeable characteristics of the dense forest at this time also helped him, and in a moment, the smoke filled the dense forest at a very fast speed.

Okay, now you and I can't see it, this time it's fair, let's just rely on our abilities. Yuan Shou, who was closest to Lu Zhe and his party, was choked by the smoke and couldn't stand it, so he had to retreat into the distance, looking at Lu Zhe viciously with red eyes.

If Lu Zhe was here, he would definitely laugh at this Yuanshou monk for being a stupid fork, who said it was fair. Do you really think that I, Shanshuilang, will be reckless with you in a fair environment?

In fact, most of the people in the Tang Dynasty had night blindness because of insufficient meat and vitamin B2 intake, even in the army, and these monks were better than ordinary people, plus they were familiar with the maze in the forest, so they could easily succeed at night if they had mental calculations or unintentionalities.

But Lu Zhe lit fires everywhere, and the whole dense forest was full of smoke, especially the sulfur that irritated the eyes, so the monks hiding in the dense forest couldn't see any of them, and they could only find others by hearing or getting closer.

The monk can't see it here, but someone on Lu Zhe's side can see it. Because Pei Qingnu and Yuwenyin are from a family, there is no shortage of meat, so they do not have night blindness, and after lighting the fire, in the thick smoke in the forest, the figures are clearer, so for the two who have been on guard, the vision is clearer than that of Fang Cai.

This is the yang scheme, the meat eater's natural physical suppression of vegetarians, on this special occasion, it is simply incomprehensible.

Of course, Lu Zhe's means are more than that, in each burning fire, Lu Zhe threw in a certain proportion of medicinal materials, it is the recipe he learned from the fragment of the green capsule book, the name is turbid eye incense, slightly with a clear fragrance, people who smell this incense, if they don't pay attention, within half a cup of tea, their eyes must be swollen and blind. If no one treats him, after half a month, the person will be blind in both eyes.

This is Lu Zhe's last resort to hide, before making out thick smoke and trying to create an environment that is dark on both sides, it is just a disguise, and the turbid incense hidden in the smoke is Lu Zhe's purpose.

As for the other people who may be captured by mistake, jokes, this style of hurting others and hurting oneself, and being ruthless and poisonous yourself, is the style of the people of the Ghost Sect.

Therefore, when Lu Zhe proposed his plan, several people looked at him like a madman, poisoning his own people with the enemy, this crazy energy was really terrifying.

You must know that as the people who lit the fire, they are the ones who have recently come into contact with the poisonous fog, and by the time the poisonous fog clears, they will already be blinded by the poison in the center of the dense forest.

At this time, Lu Zhe smiled and told them that the cloudy incense had been lost, and the plan for now was to leave quickly. Then, he took out his homemade masks and asked them to cover their mouths and noses with this, and then walked as bent as they could to the ground.

"Damn!" Lu Zhe's behavior of not taking his own and other people's lives seriously made Yu Wenyin very angry, and at a young age, his mind was so treacherous, which also made him quite unhappy. However, the poisonous smoke was billowing out, and Yu Wenyin didn't have time to say anything, according to Lu Zhe's words, he walked to the next location.

In fact, the reason why Lu Zhe was so bold and dared to light poisonous smoke in the dense forest was because he had already made deductions in his heart, and he was familiar with the cloudy incense, so he acted like this.

The key is that the turbidity incense will only work if it is inhaled by someone and enters through the nasal cavity, and Lu Zhe's self-made mask can resist this very well.

Lu Zhe's self-made mask is for his own laboratory in the future, so he uses good gauze, and he can't buy cotton peach (cotton), so Lu Zhe added a lot of fine charcoal in the middle and kept it with silk, and the adsorption is higher than that of the cotton masks of later generations, but I don't know where it is.

When lighting the first fire, before putting in the medicinal materials, Lu Zhe threw in a little sulfur for testing, and found that the smell of sulfur dioxide was completely filtered by the mask, so he safely threw the medicinal materials of the cloudy incense into the fire.

Soon, the effect of the smoke came out, and there would be exclamations in the hidden places on the side of the road, and then a figure was hit by Pei Qingnu's projectile and fell to the ground, and then Yu Wenyin stepped forward to capture it, dragged it to Lu Zhe, and asked him to practice unloading the joint. Of course, after Lu Zhe removed the joints, he would also loot this person's body with great loss, and then use the monk's own poisonous blow arrow to pierce this person with another arrow, ensuring that he would not be able to act even if the joints were restored.

So Lu Zhe walked all the way, and the side of the road was full of monks whose limb joints and chin joints had been removed, their eyes were red and swollen, and they had lost their mobility and belongings.

Looking at it this way, it's hard to say who the robbers are.

When Lu Zhe unloaded to the fourth monk, the monk in the forest finally couldn't help it, found the place where the first fire was burning, and extinguished the fire.

Hehe, it depends on whether you kill quickly or Zhedian quickly. Lu Zhe expertly removed the monk's chin and looked at the column of smoke that disappeared somewhere. Keep walking.

Soon, the second pillar of smoke also disappeared, but in the forest, a new pillar of smoke rose, and the two sides were very tacitly agreed, one point, one extinguished.

Almost, go back. Lighting the last fire, Lu Zhe stretched his waist and bent over to walk for too long, Rao is a teenager, he also felt a little struggling.

At this moment, everyone no longer had any doubt about Lu Zhe's order, so they followed Lu Zhe and walked back to the road, and soon, at the third point where they lit the fire, they easily found the monks in front of them who were trying their best to extinguish the fire, their eyes were red and swollen.

"Werewolves out!" Lu Zhe said softly as he took out his hand crossbow.

"Don't do it, little gentleman, let's let the green slave come." Looking at the appearance of this Shanshui Lang, Pei Qingnu didn't know what this Shanshui Lang wanted to do, as a blue bird Pei Qingnu who pressed the east of the river with swordsmanship, not only did not play a role tonight, but was also teased by these little thieves, which was like the king of later generations being ridiculed by a few bronzes, which made Pei Qingnu's heart also nameless.

Before the words fell, she had already appeared behind the group of monks, but she still remembered that the little gentleman specially instructed him to leave a live mouth for him to practice, and the short sword in his hand with a scabbard stabbed the back of the monks' heads.

In the thick smoke, a beautiful flower of wind suddenly bloomed.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Qingnu had already stabbed out several swords, and the sword wind he brought up stirred up the smoke, forming a beautiful sword flower.

And the monks under the shroud of the wind flower collapsed to the ground almost at the same time, which shows the speed of Pei Qingnu's sword.

"Enemy-" Before the rest of the words could be spoken, the female swordsman disappeared into the fog like a ghost, and soon, another sword flower bloomed in another place.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored! Mr. Xiao wants to practice? A moment later, a faint female voice sounded next to Lu Zhe. Fortunately, Lu Zhe was prepared again, otherwise he would have been frightened.

"Thank you, Mrs. Pei." Lu Zhe smiled, K head or something, I like it the most. Lu Zhe hurriedly walked up, first practiced how to remove the joints quite neatly, and then used the blow arrow in the monk's arms to tie an arrow to each monk, and finally took away the last copper coin on the monk's body.

"This should be the last person on them, looking at the ground with almost six or seven bald heads, Lu Zhe said with a smile. I opened the fog on my side, and I wiped out the opponent in a wave, and our god-level carry won the three kills, and this fog should not be opened too perfectly.

"Why don't we search again and see if we can find the person who was ambushed before." Yu Wenyin, who looked at Pei Qingnu, was also a little itchy, although he was a little disdainful, but he had to admit that under the vicious design of this Xiao Langjun, it was easy to make the battle easy, and he only needed to go up to A.

"If this person is a hundred horsemen, when he grows up, I am afraid that he will be no less than Chen Wenruo." Suddenly, an inexplicable thought appeared in Yu Wenyin's heart, and then he thought of some kind of possibility, and his face changed drastically.

Let's do a better search. Lu Zhe, who was holding a blow arrow in his hand, was picking up the blow arrow and leaping to try.

Soon, under the leadership of Sun Simiao, everyone carefully searched the forest again, and after killing the remaining two monks on the other side, the lost people were found one after another.

Because several people were hit by poisoned arrows and couldn't walk, Yu Wenyin, Sun Simiao and Lu Zhe wasted a lot of strength to get a few people back to the carriage. Yuan Sheng, who was tied to the side of the carriage, was dumbfounded.

"Your fellow men have all been captured by us, now, take me to your abbot." The smoke gradually cleared, and after finally stuffing a few people into the carriage, Lu Zhe asked Yu Wenyin to untie Yuansheng's rope, threw a large handful of blow arrows and those monks' belongings in front of Yuansheng, and said to him with a grin.