The people in the room didn't know what was going on, and Ryogo heard the roar of the sword soul in the air, and all of them were colorless.

Secretary Wang grabbed me and shouted, "Master Zhao." Help, Master Zhao. ”

And the prophet sat on his knees and recited the dynasty with reverence.

I was scared to death, and I just wanted to run away. But reason told me that I would definitely not be able to run away this time.

Suddenly, I was in a hurry, and pulled out the corpse teeth from my pocket. I was sitting in my mouth when a flash of a knife flashed in mid-air and slashed at my wrist.

I shuddered and rolled on the spot, avoiding it. And the corpse teeth in the hand. I also fell to the ground.

I heard a muffled sound, and a deep knife mark appeared on the ground.

Secretary Wang crawled to the side and sat on the wall, like a sifting chaff.

Officer Shi's face was pale, and he was obviously frightened, so he took out his pistol and pointed it into the air. Officer Chen dragged Liang. He said loudly, "Run, this thing is useless." ”

Then, Liang dragged and dragged Officer Shi to the door. However, the door could not be opened. Officer Chen was so anxious that he yelled and slammed into him with his body.

I sat on the ground and watched the crowd and the prophet who was constantly talking. I feel like I smell the scent of the dead immortals.

Suddenly. I heard a cry of sorrow: "Bow your head." ”

Subconsciously, I sat on the ground, and then a beam of knife light rubbed against my scalp.

I raised my body with palpitations, and I saw the sword soul standing in front of me, holding Xue Qian casually in his hand.

Liang looked at the room proudly, and said fiercely: "When I kill all five of you, catch the ghosts of your five, and cast them all into quick knives." Hey. Let you taste this taste too. ”

I sat on the ground, and when I was dying, I suddenly felt much lighter. I smiled weakly and said to Xue Qian, "You are also a ghost, and others are also ghosts." How did you get into this? ”

Xue Qian was about to grunt: "I'm not a ghost, I'm not dead yet." ”

The sword soul glanced at Liang and threw Liang into the corner. Striding towards me, he said, "After a while, you will all become ghosts." ”

Then, without any flowers, Liang slashed at me from top to bottom.

I ran backwards with my hands on the ground. However, the sword soul pressed forward step by step, and soon forced me into a corner.

When he was at the end of his rope, the prophet suddenly pounced on the court, and Liang grabbed the body of the sword soul and shouted, "Use the treasure of the gods to give me five and kill this ghost." ”

Sword Soul sneered. A knife stabbed the prophet on the shoulder, and the prophet fell limply. And I reminded me brightly, and slowly took the material knife out of the court.

The knife was small, no more than twenty centimeters long. It doesn't look like a murderous weapon, it looks like a toy.

When the sword soul saw me take out the material knife, he actually stopped slashing.

I looked up at Liang, and Liang smiled contemptuously on his face: "What are you holding in your hand?" Wood knives? ”

I nodded and said, "Yes, a wood knife is also a knife." Knife soul, do you want to fight with me again? ”

The sword soul laughed: "A fast knife that has been refined into steel can't hurt me, you can block me with a piece of broken wood?" ”

But Liang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll answer you first." Wait for your wood to break. All the people here have to be in different places. ”

After saying this, Liang swung his knife and slashed down. Like the first swing, Ryo didn't move fast, which left me plenty of time.

This time I didn't run away again, but met me with a sword. The two knives clashed, and I felt a strong pressure, from top to bottom, pressing down on the lower court.

The material knife was not broken, and it stubbornly blocked the soul of the knife.

My heart pounded and I looked up. Ryū's face showed that he couldn't make a letter. Then the sorrow of the light turned to anguish, and I saw a dark red smoke rise from the place where the two knives intersected, and the smell of blood rose from the smoke.

After a few seconds, the sword soul screamed and stomped heavily on the ground. I suddenly felt like the world was spinning, I couldn't stand steadily, and I sat down on the ground. And the material knife in his hand also fell down.

After a few seconds, the oil lamp on the table came back on. And the sword soul has disappeared one after another.

I coughed, and then I realized that my throat was hoarse. I felt a sense of detachment all over my body, and I sat on the floor and fumbled for a while, found the corpse tooth, and put it back in my pocket. I barely got up and said to everyone, "It's okay, let's go back to sleep." ”

Officer Shi was supported by Officer Chen, and got up tremblingly, Liang saw the scene just now clearly, and Liang said reverently: "Master Zhao, I was offended a lot before, I'm sorry." ”

I waved my hand: "Okay, it's okay." ”

Secretary Wang sat on the side and said with a grunt: "Is it really okay?" Why do I always feel a chill on my back? ”

I glanced back at Liang, and I saw Xue Qian sitting on Liang's back, smiling at me.

I smiled at Secretary Wang and said, "Go to the hospital quickly." Just sit on the edge of Lao Xue's bed and stay for a while. ”

Secretary Wang asked, "Brother Xue, can Liang ward off evil spirits?" ”

I nodded: "yes, otherwise why would I carry light every time I do something?" ”

Secretary Wang had no time to distinguish the truth of what I said, so Liang carried Xue Qian's ghost on his back and fled at a trot.

I swept the sword in my hand and pulled the Prophet up: "Where is the messenger sitting?" ”

The Prophet looked at me with reverence: "Sit in the temple." ”

I was stunned for a moment: "You still have a temple here?" ”

I asked Liang, "How are your injuries?" ”

The prophet's shoulder was pierced by the sword soul, and at this time he was bleeding, but he didn't hurt his arteries when he sat down, and Liang had been a blacksmith for decades, and his body was very strong, so it didn't look like he was upside down.

Sure enough, the Prophet said, "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury." ”

I nodded and said, "You take me to the messenger, and I will go now and sit down." ”

The prophet answered, and sat in front to lead the way, while I sat behind Liang, urging without stopping.

I don't know if the sword soul is dead, but judging from the bloody smoke just now, Liang was still injured by this material knife. I think Liang probably doesn't dare to return to the court.

I don't want to care about the sword soul anymore. I have more important things to do.

I sat with the Prophet and walked around the village for a while. Soon a small temple was seen. This temple is no different from the land temples of the rest of the villages, it is short and small.

I sighed and thought to myself: these people are really good enough to follow the local customs.

The Prophet went in first, sat in the temple and muttered something. Then Liang went out of the court and said to me, "The messenger invites you to come in." Then Liang retreated a few dozen paces away. It is estimated that the messenger inside instructed Liang to do this.

I nodded, and walked inside the little temple, which was very narrow. A curtain made of white cloth hangs in the middle, and in front of the curtain is a futon.

There was a very beaten voice, which sounded from behind the curtain: "Zhao Mang, you are looking at me." ”

When I heard this voice, I was angry and funny. It's more about joy. I sat on the futon and said to the curtain: "Mr. Lu, you have been good at pit people recently." You are an old miscellaneous Taoist priest, when did you become the messenger of the gods. Good guy, don't sit down with me now. Trap the whole village. ”

The person behind the curtain, who could it be if it wasn't Mr. Lu? This material knife has already revealed Liang's identity. Liang heard me say this, and laughed cheaply: "Zhao Mang, aren't you also Liang Wu's life-saving benefactor?" ”

I waved my hand: "Mr. Lu, the joke is not like this, you are blaspheming other people's beliefs." ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said: "Liang Wu believes that if it is a true god, then I naturally don't dare to joke, how can I treat Liang Wu as a Taoist friend, so I can respect it." But, hehe, but have you seen the books of Liang Five? Enough to make me happy. ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "What books?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "I have seen it, and it was appointed by the Ming Emperor." It's all made up by the Ming Dynasty. What is loyal to the monarch and patriotism, three outlines and five constants. It's almost pedantic to stuff something into it. ”

I suddenly felt a trace of sadness, the only thing these people who sat in a foreign land could rely on was faith. But even this belief has been tampered with beyond recognition. Liang Wu worshipped religiously for 600 years, but the results were all wrong. Carried by the skullwichman.

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Zhao Mang, you shouldn't be stupid to believe it, right?" ”

I shook my head, "I've seen it for a long time, but I think it's weird." Since you have returned to the court, why don't you go to the empty immortal house to see me five? How can you sit here and make such a joke? Although you are a bad person, you are not so boring. ”

As I spoke, I reached out and lifted the curtain. When I saw something behind. I felt like my heart was going to stop.

There was no one behind the curtain, only a coffin. R832