After listening to my words, the old gentleman was obviously stunned for a moment. Then, he actually gave a thumbs up and said, "This old Taoist priest is still kind." ”

I nervously asked, "Are you going to let him go?" ”

The old gentleman smiled and said, "Let's take a look first." ”

Then he strode out.

A few of us followed the old gentleman closely and walked briskly in the direction of the village.

Along the way, I heard countless whispers around me, but I couldn't see anything. It is estimated that these voices came from the little ghosts invited by the old gentleman.

I quietly asked Mr. Lu, "Guess how many of those things are there around us?" ”

Mr. Lu showed a nervous expression, and then said, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

The old gentleman strode to the entrance of the village, and behind him was billowing smoke and dust, which looked majestic. But I know that the old gentleman's majesty is with the help of those little ghosts, and at this time, he has become a very ordinary soul.

The intricate runes at the entrance of the village are still drawn on the ground. And Wang Laodao sat behind the rune, immobile like a mountain.

He held the peachwood sword in his arms and stared at us.

It's like being alone, trying to block thousands of troops.

The old gentleman said slowly: "I heard that you have set up a formation in the village, and you plan to die with us?" ”

Wang Laodao looked up at a few of us, and then scolded in a low voice: "Shameless traitor. ”

Although I knew that I had done nothing wrong, I couldn't help but feel a fever on my face when I heard him scold me like this.

The old gentleman said: "Taoist priest, I won't take your life today, as long as you come out and admit your mistake to me." I can let you go. ”

Wang Laodao sneered and said, "Let me admit my mistake? What's wrong with me slaying demons? ”

The old gentleman shook his head, turned around and asked the young man next to him, "Do you have any good ideas?" ”

The young man said, "Master." Let's come to the way of others and govern others. ”

The old gentleman smiled and asked, "How do you say it?" ”

The young man said, "He once arrested us and threatened your old man. We can also arrest a few people and force them out. As the young man said this, he looked at us with a sinister look.

Xue Qian waved her hand again and again and said, "Wang Laodao has already decided that we are shameless traitors. If you take us hostage again, I'm afraid it won't do much. ”

The old gentleman also nodded and said, "These are our good friends, we can't arrest them." Go grab a few people. ”

The young man excitedly agreed, then turned and ran.

I felt that something was wrong, and said next to me, "Old man." Ordinary people are innocent, what are you arresting them for? ”

The old gentleman smiled and said, "What are the rules of paper elm money?" One report and one report, no difference. He tried to blackmail me once, and I'm going to blackmail him once. That's the fairest way to go. ”

After a while, a woman's cry came from the smoke. Faintly, I saw a few hands pushing and shoving the woman over.

The woman was clearly frightened and a little overwhelmed. She just kept crying and couldn't even utter the whole thing.

Wang Laodao was obviously angry, and he shouted: "You are shameless. ”

The old gentleman smiled and said, "Didn't I learn from you?" Taoist priest, as long as you walk out of the village, walk in front of me, and confess your mistake to me, I will let her go. Otherwise, hehe. ”

He turned his head to look at the young man beside him: "Apprentice, do we have a peachwood sword?" Bring me a handful, and I'll count one, two, three. ”

The young man smiled and said, "We don't have a peachwood sword, but we have a ghost head knife." ”

Wang Laodao slowly stood up from the ground, he looked at the old gentleman and said, "No need to look for a knife, I'll just come out." ”

The old gentleman nodded: "That's right, I won't embarrass you." Is it difficult to come out and admit your mistake? ”

Wang Laodao's steps were a little staggering, and he was holding a peachwood sword in his hand. The tip of the sword dragged across the uneven ground with a thudding sound.

When I saw him like this, I felt like a defeated and surrendered general.

Wang Laodao stood on the charm painted by cinnabar and stared at the old gentleman.

The young man stood beside the old gentleman and called, "Old Dao, you should come out." Standing on this line, what is it if you can't get in or out? ”

Wang Laodao ignored the young man, he looked at the old gentleman and said word by word: "Don't hurt the innocent." ”

The old gentleman smiled contemptuously, apparently disapproving of his words.

Wang Laodao raised his foot, I thought he was going to step out of the cinnabar line. Unexpectedly, he sat cross-legged on the cinnabar line. Then, he crossed the peachwood sword and placed it around his neck.

The significance of this action could not be clearer. I reached out in a panic and shouted, "Don't. ”

However, it was already too late. Wang Laodao's peachwood sword had already cut his neck. In fact, he used so much force that half of his neck had already been cut.

His head immediately tilted to the side, blood bubbling out. stained on the ground.

Blood spurted for almost a minute. Wang Laodao has completely turned into a bloody man. And all around his body, within five steps, were dyed red.

I looked at him like a red sculpture. My mood was inexplicably a little gloomy, and I couldn't help but say, "He died a terrible death." ”

Mr. Lu shook his head and said, "No, he died a heroic death. ”

Xue Qian asked in a low voice, "Did we force him to death?" ”

I felt a pang in my heart and said, "Did we do it?" ”

No one answered. The merits and demerits are all in their hearts.

The old gentleman sighed, arched his hand to Wang Laodao, and then said excitedly, "Let's go." "The history of the battle is estimated to be dead.

Then he turned and walked away. The ghosts that had originally permeated the village began to slowly dissipate.

The three of us stood in front of Wang Laodao, and none of us moved. Because I really don't know what to do with this corpse.

After a while, I noticed a little fire in the distance, and it was a man with a torch in his hand.

As he got closer, I saw that he was a Ma Taoist.

Ma Daoist no longer had the way he had cried before, and there was no sadness or fear on his face, but it was not expressionless.

I looked at him with a chill in my heart.

He held a torch in one hand and a bucket in the other.

He walked up to Wang Laodao and placed the bucket on the ground. Then he gently took away the peachwood sword in Wang Laodao's hand.

The peachwood sword was still stained with blood that had not coagulated. Ma Daoist casually pinned the peachwood sword to his waist, as if he didn't care about the blood staining his clothes.

Then, he lifted the bucket and poured the contents on Wang Laodao.

I watched him do this silently, and I was a little stunned for a moment.

Ma Daoist threw the bucket aside. The bucket slammed into the ground with a crunching sound.

Then, he threw the torch on Wang Laodao. Wang Laodao burst into flames.

We were very close to Wang Lao Dao, and we didn't get a reminder from Ma Daoist, and the flames suddenly burned violently, almost burning our hair.

This move can be said to be very rude. But no one spoke out to accuse Ma Daoist.

More or less. We all felt a little sorry for him.

Ma Daoist took two steps back, and then knelt down in front of Wang Lao Dao, who had turned into a fire man.

He knelt on the ground, motionless, until Wang Laodao turned to ashes. He slowly stood up. Then draw the peachwood sword. With a sword in one hand and a torch that was about to burn out in the other. Slowly left.

He didn't say a word the whole time. I don't know if Ma Daoist hates us. But looking at him like this, it should be about the same.

Mr. Lu sighed and said, "Let's go too." As soon as Wang Laodao died, the formation in the village was broken. The villagers themselves will return. There's nothing more about us here. ”

At this time, the ten thousand ghosts invited by the old gentleman had already left. Wang Laodao, who was invited by the villagers, is also dead. Calm is restored here. But in this quiet night, my spirit was a little trance. I always felt that there was a flame somewhere, burning violently, and at any point, it would burn on me.