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"Yes, Master is really smart! Disciple go do it right away! Zhou Huanzhang looked excited when he heard this, turned to the other two disciples and said, "You two tie him up, and find ten more people to escort him down the mountain!" Today we will go to Jurong City to perform a good show! With that, he carried Wu Zhiyuan outside with the two disciples. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhou Huanzhang and the others had just walked to the door, when they heard Yang Chengzong behind him say loudly: "Don't forget to tell the people of Jurong City that the masterminds behind the haunted events in the past few days are Gu Shen and Zhang Zefang, and the boy surnamed Wu is in the same group as them." ”

"Disciple understands." Zhou Huanzhang answered and walked out with Wu Zhiyuan in his arms.

Seeing Zhou Huanzhang and the others walk out of the back hall, a sinister smile rose at the corner of Yang Chengzong's mouth, and he whispered to himself: "Ceres, Zhang Zefang, you are finished......"

The sun is about to rise overhead, the eastern suburbs of Jurong City, which is silent at night and lively during the day, suddenly heard a rapid gong sound, and there were many pedestrians on the street, and this gong sound suddenly attracted a large number of people to come and watch.

Wu Zhiyuan was tied to a stake in the carriage by Wuhuada, seven or eight Maoshan disciples guarded him, and one person drove the car, and the person who struck the gong was Zhou Huanzhang.

Zhou Huanzhang hung the gong on the wrist of his right hand, and his left hand kept beating, and when he saw that the crowd around him was accumulating, he stopped, and said loudly: "Fellow villagers and elders of Jurong City, I am a disciple of the head of Maoshan Sect, my surname is Zhou, I have something to announce today, everyone listen!" The day before yesterday and yesterday, all the villagers came to our Maoshan for help, saying that Rongcheng was haunted! ”

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding crowd suddenly became noisy, everyone nodded one after another, and a few loud voices asked, "Did you help us catch the ghost?" ”

Zhou Huanzhang and the other disciples were all wearing Taoist robes at this time, so they looked like Taoist priests.

Zhou Huanzhang nodded, and said in a loud voice: "The Maoshan faction has always taken catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits for the benefit of the common people, as soon as I heard that Jurong City was haunted, my master Yang Zhenren went down the mountain overnight and finally caught a ghost in Jurong City. ”

As he spoke, he cleared his throat, turned around and pointed at Wu Zhiyuan, who was still in a coma, and said angrily, "It's him, this person is pretending to be a Taoist priest of our Maoshan faction, swaggering and deceiving everywhere, and ruining the reputation of my Maoshan faction, this person calls himself Wu Maoshan, and has hooked up with the god of ceres and Zhang Zefang and Yu Yisu who have been expelled from the Maoshan faction, raising ghosts and raising corpses and monkeys, raping and plundering all kinds of evil, the haunting of Jurong City is all about him in secret, Gushen and Zhang Zefang secretly instigated, that female ghost is raised by them!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers were in an uproar, almost all of them were the people of Jurong City, not people from the rivers and lakes, naturally few people had heard of the name Wu Maoshan, but seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was young, he was so vicious, and the haunting of Jurong did cause everyone to stay awake at night and be frightened, so as soon as Zhou Huanzhang provoked it, the people suddenly became angry, some people shouted thanks to Zhou Huanzhang and the Maoshan faction, and some people shouted to burn Wu Zhiyuan to avenge the people who were killed by female ghosts in Jurong City, of course, The latter is more likely to resonate with everyone.

For a while, the crowd was excited, and several women carried vegetable baskets in their hands and directly smashed the cabbage leaves inside at Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan was still in a coma, unaware of all this, just tilting his head, still hit like a storm by cabbage leaves, stones, eggs, etc.

Looking at the reaction of the onlookers, Zhou Huanzhang was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "It seems that everything is expected by the master, surnamed Wu, even if you don't die today, it is better to live than to die, I will torture you little by little, and I will never let you die happily to avenge my broken fingers!" Thinking of this, he motioned to the disciples who were driving the carriage to urge the carriage and slowly march down the street towards the city.

Everywhere the carriage went, it could be described as a sea of people, thousands of empty alleys, the haunting of Jurong City was the pain point of everyone, and now that they have found the vent of the pain points, the people of Jurong City naturally refused to let go, and all shouted and threw stolen goods at Wu Zhiyuan on the carriage.

Yang Chengzong did not give Wu Zhiyuan the poison of the Maoshan faction, in fact, the Maoshan faction is not good at using poison, nor does he use poisonous spells and Taoism, what he put in the teacup is ordinary sweat medicine, but the weight is extremely heavy, so Wu Zhiyuan did not wake up for a while. It is precisely because he did not wake up that he was unaware of what was happening, and he did not have the opportunity to justify himself and clarify the truth.

The carriage moved slowly on the street, and in a few moments, the people of the entire Jurong City knew about it, and they all poured into the street, and the carriage was able to move further for half a day.

In the crowded crowd, there were two figures, a man and a woman, who had just arrived in Jurong City, and they also rushed over to take a look when they heard the crowd.

When they saw that the person tied up in the carriage was Wu Zhiyuan, the man and the woman were all surprised, especially the woman, who wanted to rush up to rescue Wu Zhiyuan, but was pulled by the man and pulled out of the crowd.

"Wait for me at the gazebo in the north of the city where we just rested." The man shoved the burden into the woman's hand and admonished.

The woman's eyes were full of tears, and she only nodded slightly, and the tears rolled down, and she begged, "Dao Chief, you must save him." ”

"Don't worry, wait for me in the gazebo." The man patted the woman's hand, turned and squeezed into the crowd, while taking out a black cloth from his bosom and covering his face.

Seeing Wu Zhiyuan being crowded, the man was also extremely distressed and sad in his heart, he sighed secretly in his heart, suddenly pressed the shoulders of the people crowded in front of him, jumped up, rose from the crowded crowd, and then stepped on the shoulders of everyone and rushed towards Wu Zhiyuan in the center of the crowd.

Zhou Huanzhang saw the masked man who stepped on everyone's shoulders at a glance, he pulled out the long sword in his hand with a brush, and shouted: "Everyone is optimistic about the surname Wu, someone is here to make trouble!" ”

Seven or eight disciples behind him drew their long swords one after another, surrounding Wu Zhiyuan in the center.

The Maoshan faction generally uses the peach wood sword as a common weapon, and the long sword is rarely used, because the Maoshan disciples mainly use spells, and all they can use are peach wood swords, and they can't use iron swords at all, and this kind of long sword will only be used in self-defense.

The man was soon in the center of the crowd, and he jumped off the shoulders of the onlookers and rushed straight towards Wu Zhiyuan, not paying attention to the Maoshan disciples who tried to obstruct him.

Seeing this, Zhou Huanzhang waved his hand, and immediately several Maoshan disciples rushed towards the man.

The man was not in a hurry, and only used two moves to knock all the Maoshan disciples to the ground, and snatched the long sword from the hand of one of them.

Although his moves are fast, they are not killer moves, and at first glance, he is deliberately merciful.

Seeing this, the rest of the Maoshan disciples also rushed up, and the people of Jurong City, who were onlookers, saw that there was a fight, and hurriedly spread around, giving way to a large open space.

The man swung his long sword and walked between several Maoshan disciples, his moves were subtle, his footwork was extremely fast, and in just three moves, all of these Maoshan disciples fell to the ground, covering their chests and moaning softly.

There was only Zhou Huanzhang left in the field, he held the long sword in his hand, and when he saw the man walking towards him, he knew that he could not repel the other party, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he stabbed the long sword in his hand at Wu Zhiyuan, who was still unconscious beside him.

Author's Note: Who are this mysterious man and that woman? It's a very chewy topic, and it's not easy to guess, who guessed? Gaqun told me.