The capital has always been lively, but it seems to have been a bit too lively lately.

First of all, the famous fireworks land of Qiandeng River is gone, and the girls on the painting boat are collectively good. Then there is a legendary holy monk who can live and die on the flesh and bones of people and live on the painting boat, and look at the girl's body every day...... No, it's a daily health check-up for the girls.

Then countless rich and wealthy people went to the painting boat to seek medical treatment, and the place where they sold their bodies became those who sold medicines, which is also amazing.

If this is the case, the most it will be to give the people more to talk about, but when the group of Liao shamans jumped out, things changed.

Just today, a group of Liao people came out of Honglu Temple and built on Gulou Street, the most lively street in the capital.

The Great Zhou and the Liao State have been at war all the year round, and the Great Zhou people have no good impression of the Liao people, and they dare to scold the Tartars in front of them.

This group of Liao Tartars is so arrogant to make trouble, there must be many people who are dissatisfied.

It's just that this group of Liao people also brought a large group of strange beasts around them, such as lions, tigers, pythons, snakes, and poisonous scorpions, which scared the common people not to approach.

In this way, in half a day, they set up a high platform.

Under the stage, a stele is erected in each of the four directions, under the stele, charcoal fire, sharp nails, poisonous insects and boiling oil are put on respectively, and the long four paths lead all the way to the top of the tower.

Then, the crowd of onlookers saw four shamans with oil paint on their faces barefoot, stepping on charcoal fires, spikes, poisonous insects and boiling oil, and walked on the high platform without changing their faces.

Such a strange scene surprised most of the onlookers. This is not like an ordinary trick in the rivers and lakes, where others perform and step on nails without harm.

But the shaman's paw that stepped on the nail didn't know how many blood holes had been pierced, and every time he lifted his foot, it was dripping with blood, but as soon as he lifted his foot, these wounds healed automatically, which looked extremely miraculous.

The shaman's feet were full of scorched marks, but when he lifted his feet, the charcoal on them peeled off automatically, and fresh skin quickly grew.

The same is true for other shamans, who are unheard of in an instant, regardless of the injuries they infringe.

When the four shamans and wizards all walked up to the high platform, a red cloth was spread out from the high platform, and the following sentence was written on it: "Waiting for the Great Zhou warriors to come to the stage, those who take one step will be rewarded with ten taels of silver." ”

This word is ugly written, the words are vulgar, and they dare to use the word "reward" to the proud people of the Great Zhou Emperor, and the onlookers are eager to go up and slap the Tartars.

However, the way these four shamans came to power barefoot was indeed magical, and everyone was always jealous of the gods and strange things, and although they were dissatisfied, no one was stupid enough to do it.

The four shamans stood on a high platform, looking down at the common people below, each with disdain.

"It's really funny that this group of Zhou people dare to be angry and dare not speak." Sandu Gu said.

The three shamans next to him also echoed one after another, and they set up this scene today to make a noise. It is better to attract the Great Zhou Emperor directly, which will save them trouble.

Another apprentice of Sandu Gu, Yelu Tao, asked, "Master, is this just the case, can you force that Daoran monk to fight with us?" ”

Sandu Gu showed a cold smile and said, "If he is a true monk, he will definitely come." Because, he won't watch these people die. ”

It didn't take long for the words of Sandu Gu to come true.

A few Da Zhou men who looked at the flow walked to the high platform and asked loudly: "Really give ten taels for one step?" ”

When the onlookers saw that someone wanted to challenge, they immediately came to their senses and stared at the visitor carefully.

This look, it's still an acquaintance.

The one headed by is the famous gangster near Gulou Street, nicknamed Dryland Tai Sui, he is a gangster on weekdays, there is no big evil, the little evil of stealing chickens and dogs is constant, and all the fox friends behind him are friends.

Without Sandu Gu to speak, Yelutao replied disdainfully: "Of course, one step counts, as long as you have a life, don't complain if you die." ”

"So, as long as I'm not dead, I can try as many times as I want?" The rogue man asked again.

"Whatever you want." Jelutau said.

Dryland Tai Sui said proudly: "Hahaha, then let you Tartars see my Dryland Tai Sui's ability today." ”

"Well said, if you kid wins today, the wine money owed will be waived!"

"I don't care about stealing my dog."

"I'll ask for a pot of good wine, eighteen years old!"

This has attracted a lot of applause, no matter how hateful this dry land Tai Sui usually is, now if he dares to fight against the Tartars, it is worth shouting hello to everyone.

The dryland Tai Sui made a circle, and then walked confidently to the charcoal road.

"You're optimistic."

After Tai Sui finished speaking, he stepped into the charcoal fire with one foot, and then, under the watchful eye of everyone, his foot was retracted.

Just when everyone didn't know why, the dry land Tai Sui said loudly: "One step, ten taels, give money." ”

The crowd of onlookers was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

At first, everyone thought he had some earth-shattering means, but they didn't expect it to be playing word games, which is also a step, will the Tartars give money?

The dryland Tai Sui is like a big rooster crowing, holding his head high, extremely proud.

When the Tartar gave money, he earned ten taels, and extinguished the arrogance of the Tartar, and he was the hero of the Great Zhou. If the Tartar doesn't give money, he will mess around and scold, he is still a hero.

This time it's a win-win, win twice.

And just when the dryland Tai Sui thought that this group of Tartars would repay their debts, an ingot of ten taels of silver was thrown down from the high platform and fell in front of him.

The dry land Tai Sui picked up the silver and took a bite, and it turned out to be real silver.

"As you said just now, you can try as many times as you want, and you won't break your promise, right?" Dryland Tai Sui asked.

Yelutao still kept a sneer on his face and replied, "That's right, you can try as many times as you want." ”

Dryland Tai Sui laughed and said, "Since you want to give money for nothing, then don't blame grandpa for being polite." ”

This charcoal fire is scary to look at, and you will definitely burn to death if you walk on it, but it is simple to just step on the edge and jump back.

The dryland Tai Sui repeated his old tricks, walked to the charcoal fire road, and stepped into it. But when he was about to retract it, he suddenly felt his body stiffen, and this foot couldn't be pulled out as if it had taken root.

"Ahhh

Tai Sui was half burned by the charcoal fire, but no matter how painful it was, his body was still as stiff as lead, and he couldn't move at all.

When the flames ignited half of his body, Tai Sui finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the whole person lost his balance and was planted in the charcoal fire.

An even more terrible scream sounded, but it was only a scream, and the dry land Tai Sui was still unable to move until he was burned to charcoal.

Onlookers watched as Tai Sui was burned alive on the dry land, and could no longer utter a word.

The body of Tai Sui in the dry land was dragged away from the charcoal fire road, and the man, who was originally three or five thick, was finally burned to only one-third of his size.

The ten taels of silver seemed to be fused with the corpse, and I didn't know if I could pull it out of it.

The fox friends and dogs of the dryland Tai Sui ran fast, how arrogant they were when they came, and how embarrassed they were when they ran away.

But no one had the heart to laugh at them, because this group of Liao Tartars killed people on the streets of Gulou.

Although they said that they were conceited about life and death before, they really saw the people of the Great Zhou being burned to death on the street by the Tartars of the Liao State, and they all had a strange feeling - did the Tartars of the Liao Kingdom have already killed the capital, otherwise how dare they?

On the high platform, the four shamans of the Liao Kingdom all sneered, and the gold and silver of the Liao Kingdom were not blown by the wind, how could it be wasted on this group of Great Zhou people. If a mortal wants to go on stage, he is completely looking for death, and the spells of shamans are invisible, and there is no blood for killing.

With such an attitude, how can the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty who are onlookers endure it.

Many people began to scold, and some people grabbed all kinds of things around them and threw them towards the high platform.

Thousands of ordinary people share the same hatred, and it seems that they have the intention of swarming to kill these shamans.

However, before these ordinary people could really do anything, a group of Taurus guards suddenly appeared, with long knives unsheathed, firmly guarding the high platform.

"Stop!"

Zuo Wanli shouted, and his true qi turned into a rolling sound, which shook everyone's ears with severe pain, and they had to put down the bench bamboo pole in their hands and cover their ears hard.

was stopped by the Taurus Guard, and everyone seemed to be even more angry. He didn't do anything when his own people were killed, and now he is pulling out a knife against the people of Dazhou?

The people who had been scolding the Tartars immediately pointed their guns at the Taurus and scolded even more fiercely and viciously.

Zuo Wanli listened to these foul words, and his forehead was also bruised.

But he couldn't refute it, no matter what, protecting the Tartars and drawing a sword against the people of the Great Zhou, he now looks like a traitor and traitor.

In fact, Zuo Wanli also wanted to rush up and hack these Liao Tartars to death. But on the contrary, the task given to him by Taishi Pang was to ensure the safety of the Tartar shamans before Dao Ran fought with this group of Liao Tartars.

This task made Zuo Wanli feel extremely humiliated, but he had no choice because Yang Ye escaped from the prison.

On the surface, this has nothing to do with Zuo Wanli, everyone has been sent to prison, and running away is also a problem for the jailers. However, when the big man is unhappy, all those involved in it can't escape the end of being angry.

Zuo Wanli felt that he was obviously angry, and the credit for chasing Yang Ye back was not only gone, but he was also driven to do this kind of thing that had been stinking for thousands of years.

Zuo Wanli used to think that Pang Taishi was different from other ministers, he was a truly loyal and patriotic old man who was worthy of admiration for the sake of the court and society. Recently, Zuo Wanli feels that Pang Taishi is becoming more and more like those traitors who fight for power and profit only for their own interests.

But no matter what, Zuo Wanli is a thousand households of Taurus Wei, and Taurus Wei is the knife in the hands of Pang Taishi, who Pang Taishi wants him to cut, Zuo Wanli has no choice. Otherwise, his fate will be worse than that of this charred dry land Tai Sui.

So no matter how unhappy Zuo Wanli is, now he can only be a dog leg who helps and abuses him.

"Listen, you can only use the back of the knife later!" Zuo Wanli said to the Taurus Wei beside him that this was the only thing he could do.

However, Zuo Wanli could endure it, but the shamans on the high platform couldn't.

Just listening to a low incantation, the people of Da Zhou, who scolded the most fiercely, appeared all kinds of visions.

"My eyes, how can I not see with my eyes!"

"It hurts, my leg!"

……

Blindness, broken bones, vomiting blood, weakness, all kinds of curses fell on these people, and in an instant, they fell into large pieces. And regardless of men, women, young and old, as long as they scold, they are cursed.

Zuo Wanli even saw a child's arms suddenly broken, bone spurs penetrating the flesh, and blood quickly stained his body, and the miserable cry was heartbreaking.

Zuo Wanli looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and the wails of the people were like hammers hitting his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

Zuo Wanli forgot about Master Pang's order at this moment, turned his head and roared loudly at the high platform: "Stop!" Stop me. ”

Yelutao, who was concentrating on chanting the mantra, stopped, glanced at Zuo Wanli, and said to him, "What? Senho-sama, are you mistaken, I'm here to help you. This group of untouchables dared to make a move against Taurus, it was to rebel. I'm just teaching them a small lesson, and it's kind enough to be spared. ”

Zuo Wanli's eyes were blood-red, he held the handle of the knife tightly, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I'll let you stop!" ”

The dryland Tai Sui can be said to be looking for death by himself, Zuo Wanli can convince himself not to care, the common people come to attack the high platform, and Zuo Wanli can also stop them loyally. But he couldn't bear the scene in front of him, even if he disobeyed the order of the Taishi, he let it go.

Seeing this, the Taurus Wei next to him hurriedly walked over and persuaded: "Lord Qianhu, don't be impulsive, the Taishi ordered us to ......"

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Zuo Wanli roared, shaking his colleagues to the point of dizziness, and then raised the long knife and said to Yelutao: "I'll tell you again one last time!" Stop me! ”

Yelutao felt Zuo Wanli's murderous aura, and said with a gloomy face: "If I don't stop, just a mortal, you can ......."

Before he finished speaking, the long knife in Zuo Wanli's hand had already flown out and flew towards Yelutao.

The blade was sharp, seemingly faster than lightning, and pierced directly through Yelutau's chest.

"How dare you ......"

Yelutau spat out a mouthful of blood, and although he was seriously injured in an instant, he was only angry, not a trace of panic.

Reaching out and pulling out the long knife on his chest, the wound healed at a rapid pace.

"I want you dead!"

Jerutao roared, and was about to cast the spell again, when he saw a second long knife fly, this time directly into his throat, blocking all his spells.

What shocked Yelutao even more was that before he could pull out the second knife, Zuo Wanli was already in front of his eyes. This platform is five feet long, when did this man jump up?

Yelu Tao is a cultivator, and his five senses are stronger than ordinary people, but Zuo Wanli's martial arts are almost the pinnacle of the world, and this light skill is faster than spells.

The knife on Yelutao's throat was grabbed by Zuo Wanli and pulled horizontally, tearing most of his neck open, but when the blade left his body, the wound began to heal quickly.

"Can this live?"

Zuo Wanli is really helpless, this group of cultivators really can't be measured by common sense. But now that the knife has been released, there is no need to think about the back road.

The sword was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye he slashed three times, two slashes at the two shamans beside Yelutao, slicing their throats, and the third slashed through Yelutao's shoulder, cutting off his right arm entirely, if he hadn't dodged quickly, this knife would have split his head.

In the blink of an eye, three people were injured in a row, and it was still three cultivators who were injured, and Zuo Wanli had already applied all his life's learning.

It's a pity that there are four shamans on the high platform.

Zuo Wanli only felt that his eyes were dark, and his eyes were completely blind.

Immediately after, there was the sound of mantra chanting in my ears.

Zuo Wanli, who couldn't see, sighed in his heart, mortals really couldn't compete with cultivators. I'm afraid I'm going to die here today, but he also wants to let this group of Liao Tartars see what the wrath of the puppet is!

Zuo Wanli is blind in both eyes, but his hearing is clearer than usual, and he listens to the sound and distinguishes the position, and he is stabbed forward.

Yelutao is like a rooster with his throat pinched, he never expected that Zuo Wanli was blind in both eyes, and he could still cut people, and it was him.

He didn't pick it up and put it on before his arm fell to the ground, and he stabbed it again?!

And the knife slashed his head with extreme precision, directly splitting his head in half.

But after this knife, Zuo Wanli's right hand holding the knife made a crisp sound, and it was directly broken into several sections. The right hand was useless, but Zuo Wanli did not make the slightest sound, and the left hand pulled out the third knife from the back, and the knife light crossed, Yelutao's stomach was cut open, and his intestines fell out.

There was another crisp sound, and this time the bones of Zuo Wanli's left hand were all broken.

And Zuo Wanli seemed to have been prepared, the long knife in his left hand fell, and before it fell to the ground, it was hooked by his toes and bounced again.

Zuo Wanli, who was blind, opened his mouth and bit the hilt of the long knife with great precision, and then his body rotated, and he slashed again.

God opened his eyes, and the knife finally slashed Yelutao's neck, and the blade slashed through the flesh, cut the bones, and cut off Yelutao's newly recovered head.

Blood gushed out, staining Zuo Wanli's body red, and after Yelutao's head was cut off by the blade, it flew out in a whirl and fell into the boiling oil path.

Yelutao's head was instantly charred and blackened, and his body spurted blood and collapsed, and there was no way to regenerate.

Although Zuo Wanli couldn't see it, he could hear the sound of Yelu Tao falling, and when he heard his heartbeat gradually disappearing, he laughed and said, "It turns out that if you cut off your head, you will die, so what is the difference between you and mortals?" ”

Blind and with his hands gone, Zuo Wanli was no longer a threat at all, but the three shamans who were still alive couldn't help but take two steps back, away from this terrifying mortal.

He actually killed a cultivator on his own?

Sandu Gu has been practicing for so many years, and he has never seen such an outrageous thing. They were shamans with near-immortal bodies, and they were hacked to death by mortals with knives, which simply subverted the perception of the three bones.

It turns out that mortals are not as weak as they imagined.

However, no matter how powerful a mortal is, he will die!

Sandu hated Zuo Wanli very much, and recited the incantation again, he wanted to let this person be tortured and die!

And just when Sandu Gu just pronounced a few syllables, suddenly there was a sound like a golden iron horse. The sound of the piano seemed to have boundless weight, pressing on Sandugu's body, asking him to bow his head, to kneel, and to make him completely surrender.

Without waiting for the Sandu bones to use their mana to resist, Zuo Wanli was already wrapped up in a cyan shadow and quickly left the high platform.

At this time, Daoran's voice came from afar: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, please raise your noble hand to this benefactor." ”