Chapter 388 is like a reed

Half a year later.

Outside the city, a wilderness.

The sky was clear, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the dense shade of the trees, casting tiny specks of light on the ground.

The sunlight reflected, the sharp spear head shimmered faintly, and a dry silver spear was stuck diagonally between the rocks.

The body of the gun is wrapped with fine vines and some cobwebs, as if it has been abandoned here for a long time.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and a figure slowly walked towards the silver spear.

He walked over to the pile of stones, glanced at the silver spear stuck diagonally in the pile, turned his head to look around, and then chuckled: "Throwing the gun so far away will make it easy for me to find it." ”

The figure stepped on the rock, then grabbed the handle of the gun with both hands and jerked it back.

I don't know if it's because the silver spear was inserted too deeply, and the figure couldn't pull it out smoothly after a long time.

He couldn't help but complain: "This kid is sick, right? Inserted so deeply, Lao Tzu can't pull it out. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a voice suddenly sound behind me: "Your Excellency is right, you must pay attention to it next time." ”

"Who?" The figure was taken aback, and immediately looked back in fright.

I saw a tall figure in white, walking slowly from not far away.

The figure saw the person clearly, and his pupils shrank and turned his head to flee, but he suddenly felt a cold stinging pain in his palm, and his hands seemed to be glued to the gun.

The figure looked down, but it was a layer of transparent ice crystals, freezing his hands and the barrel of the gun.

He pulled frantically with both hands, and finally pulled the silver spear out of the stone pile, but unexpectedly, there was a black shadow hanging on the tip of the spear.

The black shadow was the size of a dog, and it was actually a black-skinned mouse with bared teeth and a sneer.

The rat bared his hideous fangs and said, "Old boy, where are you going?" ”

The figure was startled and sat down on the ground.

Behind him, Mo Hansheng had already slowly walked over: "Do you still have to struggle?" ”

The figure is naturally the liar who sold the water dragon Yin to Mo Hansheng - Fuqiu Shang.

After seeing his eyes roll wildly for a while, his expression immediately returned to calm, and he turned back to Mo Hansheng and smiled: "It turned out to be a fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Daoyou?" Mo Hansheng looked at him and seemed to be smiling, "Your Excellency seems to be a bit inappropriate, right?" ”

Fuqiu Shang's face changed, and he pretended to be calm: "It's inappropriate? I don't know what you mean by this? ”

The smile on Mo Hansheng's face became stronger and stronger: "Your Excellency is just a mortal, you call me a Taoist friend, and you still ask me what I mean?" ”

Fuqiu Shang Qiang smiled and said, "Daoyou is joking, right?" In the lower division, it is clear that it is the same as you, and it is the cultivation of the foundation realm. ”

"Oh? If you really build a foundation and cultivate, why don't you use some means to let you see and understand. Mo Hansheng said that, he flew and jumped, grabbing Fuqiu Shang with one hand.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!" Fuqiu Shang screamed in surprise, turned around and tried to flee again.

Shi Shan sneered, jumped down from the silver spear, and pressed his claws to the ground.

Two earth snakes emerged from the ground and wrapped around Fu Qiushang's legs, holding him in place.

Fuqiu Shang fell to the ground with a pop, and his hands were also frozen by the water dragon chant, and he couldn't break free at all.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Hansheng came to Fuqiu Shang and grabbed him by the neck.

Mo Hansheng sensed it for a moment, and then said with a sneer: "Your Excellency's qi is not open, and you don't have a trace of mana in your body, and you dare to call yourself a monk?" ”

"The immortal master is as wise as a torch, and his magical powers are vast, and the villain is planted in your hands and has nothing to say." Fuqiu Shang's face was like ashes, he lowered his head in despair, and no longer denied it.

Mo Hansheng let go of Fuqiu Shang, and with a wave of his sleeves, he lifted the ice on the water dragon chant.

Then he took out a vial and threw it to Fuqiu Shang: "Apply this medicine, or your hand will be discarded in a quarter of an hour." ”

Fuqiu Shang took the vial tremblingly, his hands were already red, and he was almost unconscious.

He glanced at Mo Hansheng, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and smeared the medicine in the bottle on his hand according to Mo Hansheng's words.

After ten breaths, his hands gradually regained sensation, and the frostbite was mostly relieved.

Fuqiu Shang stood up and bowed to Mo Hansheng: "Thank you Immortal Master for the medicine." ”

Mo Hansheng shook his head: "Don't rush to thank you, let's settle the account between you and me first." ”

Fuqiu Shang knew it, but he still pretended to be confused and said: "The villain dared to pretend to be a monk before, which was really a helpless move. If I want to trade with a monk, it is normal for me to worry about being killed, and I hope that the immortal master will not be surprised. If the Immortal Master really wanted to care about this matter, the villain would have nothing to say, and would be willing to accept any punishment. ”

"You're pretty good at exculpating yourself." Mo Hansheng glanced at Fu Qiu Shang again, and said with a smile, "I won't care about you for the time being. But what should you be guilty of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep and taking a questionable magic weapon out to deceive? ”

"Swaggering?" Fuqiu Shang's eyes rolled, and he pretended to be surprised: "What does Master Immortal mean by this, could it be that there is something wrong with the gun that the villain sold you a few days ago?" If that's the case, please forgive your sins. The villain is mortal with the naked eye, and he really can't see the authenticity of the magic weapon, so he sold it to you as a treasure. The villain is willing to return all the proceeds from the sale of the gun, and asks the immortal master to forgive the villain's negligence. ”

"Negligence? It's a good one to avoid the important and light. Mo Hansheng almost laughed, this Fuqiu merchant is really a skillful speech expert.

"I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin." Mo Hansheng snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and the water dragon chant fell into his hand.

Fu Qiu Shang felt the murderous aura faintly coming from Mo Hansheng's body, and exclaimed, "What is the Immortal Master going to do?" Don't forget that although the villain is just a mortal, he is also a citizen of Sifang City. The ban in the city ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Hansheng immediately interrupted: "The ban only takes care of the affairs in the city, and this place is not within the jurisdiction of Sifang City. ”

Fuqiu Shang was shocked: "It turns out that you designed to trick me out of Sifang City, and you have this plan. ”

Mo Hansheng sneered: "If you don't have a ghost in your heart, how can you fall for this?" ”

With that, Mo Hansheng stabbed straight at the door of Fuqiu Shang with a gun.

Fuqiu Shang hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute. ”

But Mo Hansheng was not moved at all, and the momentum of the gun did not slow down in the slightest.

Seeing the silver spear stabbing him, Fuqiu Shang simply closed his eyes and looked like he was ready to be killed.

Mo Hansheng noticed that although his hands and feet were trembling faintly, his body did not have the slightest idea of dodging, as if he expected that he would not die.

The sound of the wind passed through his ears, and Fu Qiu Shang still couldn't stop leaving a cold sweat behind his back.

He opened his eyes, only to see the water dragon hanging an inch from the center of his eyebrows.

He forced out a smile: "It turns out that the Immortal Master is just testing the villain, and I know that you are not killing innocent people indiscriminately." ”

Mo Hansheng also smiled coldly: "Then look at my shot again, are you testing you?" ”

After saying that, his gaze suddenly turned cold, and an incomparably murderous aura appeared on his body, and the birds and beasts in the forest suddenly raced away.

Fu Qiu Shang's hair stood on end, his face was pale, and he could no longer squeeze out a smile.

Mo Hansheng raised his spear high, and when the body of the spear fell, he was about to smash Fuqiu Shang's head to pieces.