Chapter Thirty-Eight: In a Desperate Situation, Ganmo's Knife
In addition to these people, the little carpenter also saw some dresses that did not look like ghosts in the Ghost King Temple, one of them was the Eagle Brother who had recruited them before, and the other three were wearing foreign suits, two pure black and one navy blue.
The man in the navy blue suit also wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a small beard under his nose.
When the little carpenter saw this, he knew in his heart that even if the Innocent Dao people risked death to save them, they would probably be unable to fly this time and would not be able to leave.
What to do?
For a while, he actually had a little will to die in his heart, and then he was quite comforted - no matter what, Gu Baiguo didn't get involved and survived.
This is probably the best news for him.
Thinking of this, the little carpenter held the knife in his hand tightly.
Because he knows that the next limited time may be the last time of his life - no matter what, he has to bloom his own brilliance, so that everyone present can see that his little man like a wild dog on the side of the road still has something impressive after all.
He was holding back his strength in his heart, but the old woman with the colorful feather crown flattened her mouth, looked at the innocent who protected the three of them behind him, and said slowly: "Qingcheng Mountain innocent, I have heard of your name." β
Unlike other Guili who have a strong accent when speaking official dialect, this old woman speaks in a straight and round manner, which is simply the standard official dialect of Jinguancheng.
When Wujian heard this, he was inevitably a little proud, shook his wrist slightly, pulled the sword flower, and then said, "Oh ho? Who told you? β
The old woman said: "Brother Pan, he is the same as you, he came out of Qingcheng Mountain, he told me that in another thirty years, or even twenty years, Qingcheng Mountain will be your world, and you are very likely to win the title of the first master in the southwest - Brother Pan is a very proud person in his bones, I have rarely heard him describe a person like this, so I am also very curious about you, I didn't expect to see you so soon." β
When Wujian heard this, he actually had a natural expression: "He Pan Zhiyong is a bit of a bastard, but his vision is still good." β
He actually thought so, and looked at the old woman's eyes, and he was actually a little kinder.
This guy has the feeling of treating the other party as a bosom friend.
As a result, the old woman said calmly: "It's a pity, no matter whether Brother Pan is accurate or not, we can't know the answer." β
Innocent asked curiously, "Why?" β
The old woman said: "You just made a fuss in my Ghost King Temple, and now you are running out again, and it is for such a few inconsequential people, how can I waste your hard work and not leave your life here?" β
She said it very tongue-twisting, and Wujian thought about it for a while before she understood what the other party meant.
Obviously, the Ghost King Temple is ready to strangle this No. 1 master in the southwest in the cradle, and does not intend to let him dominate the southwest one day.
Ha, ha, ha......
Wujian suddenly burst out laughing, and then asked, "I really want to know, is Pan Zhiyong's turtle son here?" If so, let him come, I want to fight him alone......"
The old woman from the Ghost King Temple didn't speak, but a fat man next to Brother Ying not far away opened his mouth: "My boss Pan went outside to look for you, and I didn't have time to come back." β
As soon as the man spoke, the little carpenter heard that he was the "old five".
When Wujian heard it, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity, it's a pity." β
He sighed "It's a pity" because he knew that this time he would die and live, and it was very likely that he would be planted here.
I was not able to compete with Pan Zhiyong, and I still have some regrets in the end.
Wujian has such an awareness, and the little carpenter naturally felt the tragic emotion in his words, and couldn't help but whisper: "Dao Chief, you don't care about us, if you have the chance, find a way to break through......"
It's okay that he didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, the originally calm Wuji suddenly became furious.
The man pointed to the little carpenter's nose and scolded: "I am an ancestor of you, now you have figured it out?" I told you not to worry, wait a minute, go back and invite the master of Qingcheng Mountain to come over, these people are a fart, they are all scum, but you have to be anxious, now comfortable, right? Grass you ......"
He scolded very ugly, not at all like a Taoist priest, but like a country man.
The little carpenter endured it at first, but when the other party scolded him for being a "wild seed", he finally couldn't help it, and coldly left a sentence: "I didn't let you come, you just came to die by yourself." β
He thought that as soon as he put these words down, the other party would be even more annoyed, but when Wujian heard it, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
He said: "That's right, my brother is your brother, it's Lao Tzu himself, why do you blame others?" β
Wuzhi introspectively thought to himself, then looked at the little carpenter, and asked: "Hou Shengzi, on Huangquan Road, with you, a guy who talks back, it's not lonelyβI've seen you with a carving knife, it's not bad, but I don't know, what kind of appearance do you look like with that murderous knife?" β
The little carpenter was so affected by his emotions that he left behind his fears and fears, but his mind was full of hot blood.
He also smiled and said to the bad-tempered Taoist, "See for yourself." β
After the two finished chatting, they didn't hesitate any longer, one raised their swords, the other raised their swords, and rushed straight forward.
They all rushed to the old woman with the cockscomb head.
Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.
The old woman thinks that she is the temple of the Ghost King Temple, the first important person in the Ghost King Temple, in this desperate situation, if she can be captured, and then used as a hostage, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.
The two of them can see it thoroughly, but how can this glimmer of vitality be so easy to catch?
While they were chatting and talking, everyone around them was already waiting for them, and as soon as the little carpenter and Wuji moved, everyone around them also rushed up, blocking their way, so that they had no chance to get close to the old woman at all.
Bells, bells, bells......
The fierce sound of the blade collision rang out in an instant, and the situation of the four people in the field was extremely different at this moment.
Innocent has superb sword skills, and the long sword goes, but there is that invincible and indomitable momentum.
The little carpenter is holding a cold snow knife, the long blade is cold, the knife is fierce, but there is also a bit of the posture of a bandit swordsman, he and the innocent left and right, but also split several people in a row, as he thought, burst out of the "last afterglow of life".
At this time, Mr. Dong Qixi Dong had also recognized the current situation and knew that he would die, so he grabbed the thick needle that was used as a torture tool with both hands to resist the strong enemies that rushed up around him.
Only Mr. Dong's disciple Xiaodong, although he has some cultivation, he is too weak in the end, his body has suffered again, and his feet are still broken.
In the confusion, he was surrounded by people, and when he saw the sword and axe being added, he fell to his knees in a panic.
He begged for mercy so loudly that he was sweating profusely and trembling with fear......
The scene was really chaotic, everyone was completely different, the little carpenter had the determination to die, and after cutting down several people in a row, he finally met a strong opponent, it was a tall man with a bear tattooed on his chest, this guy was two heads taller than other ghost quinoa, much taller than the little carpenter, and a spear in his hand was entangled with him.
The little carpenter has all his skills, but he can't show it in front of this person.
Because the man's strength was so great, that the spear was wielded, sometimes stabbed, sometimes picked, and sometimes swinged, so that the little carpenter, who had been particularly brave before, could not bear it, and after a few blows, his right arm that grasped the knife was a little numb, and he could not lift it a little.
Although he was lucky enough to open up the meridians of his right arm and barely resist, he was still not as strong as the other party in the end.
And the guy was not alone, there were people on the left and right who came to help, and after a few faces, the little carpenter did not maintain his momentum like Wuji, but was intercepted.
At this stop, all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods around them came out, and the pressure piled up.
Seeing that the little carpenter was under siege, and seeing that he was about to be defeated and killed, he immediately turned back, wanting to help, but he didn't want a few more people to rush out, stop him, and then cast a storm attack on him.
Innocent is too busy to take care of himself, and there is no way to return to help.
The little carpenter kept resisting, and finally felt a little weak, thinking about his life, I am afraid that it is about to end.
At this moment, a tiger roar was heard at the foot of the slope.
Whew......
Immediately afterwards, a big insect with a white forehead suddenly pounced out, avoiding a few people around the little carpenter, and then rushed left and right, but it helped the little carpenter stabilize the situation.
When the little carpenter saw it, he was a little indescribably moved.
He had asked the fat man to come in with him, but he refused to die, and although the little carpenter could understand it somewhat, he still had some nostalgia in his heart.
However, at this critical moment, it finally overcame the fear in its heart and jumped out.
With the help of the tiger-skinned fat cat turned into a tiger, the little carpenter once again stood firm, but Wujian was the two generals who had killed the Ghost King Temple in succession, and had already rushed to the two feet in front of the old woman.
Seeing that Wujian was in an unstoppable posture, the ghost woman was retreating and chanting loudly, as if praying for something.
The surrounding ghosts, except for those who fought with the little carpenter's side at the front, the rest of the people also kept chanting in their mouths.
These sounds were transmitted from all directions, constantly colliding in mid-air, and a magnificent blend was born.
Buzz, buzz, buzz......
The sound finally converged in mid-air, and then a huge figure jumped out of the darkness at the top of the slope and fell towards it.
When the thing was still in mid-air, the ghosts shouted frantically, "Attack Karma, Attack Karma......"
And in the midst of this uniform cheer, the little carpenter heard someone shouting in the southwestern official dialect: "It's the ghost beast spirit, the monster that the Ghost King Temple specially worships with the brains of living people, my heavenly ......."
The little carpenter had just swung away a ghost spear with a single sword, and subconsciously looked up.
He saw that when the huge figure came to him, it was a guy who made him a little familiar and stunned.
The ghost beast spirit turned out to be the ghost monkey he had met earlier.
It is less than two feet tall, but its shadow is as huge as a hill......