Chapter 165: Treasure Hunting
"Dao Chang is a good means." Wu Nuxia narrowed her eyes, stared at the person who was gradually burned clean in the flames, and only had his clothes left, and laughed, "I heard that many strange people in the rivers and lakes spend their lives learning one or two sample collars, and the masters in the palace and temple only learn three or five sample collars at most, and the Taoist elders are young, and there will be a lot of spells." β
"It's a small trick, it's not worth mentioning."
"What about these five?"
Wu Nuxia looked at the remaining five Jianghu people.
"A few ......"
The Taoist looked at them, paused for a moment, and asked, "Have you ever killed an innocent person?" β
The wind blows, and no one answers.
The five Jianghu people were fixed in place, some of them turned their eyes to this side, and they could see a little bit through the afterglow, and some of them looked elsewhere and couldn't see what was going on here, but they could all hear the sound, and from the sound they could also know what was going on here, and what kind of ability this person had.
At this moment, when I heard the sermon's question, my heart was very frightened.
Fear, insecurity, and remorse.
Sometimes I feel that I have met a god master, sometimes I think of the innocent I have killed indiscriminately, and I feel that my retribution has finally arrived, and I am even more frightened and scared and remorseful.
When the heart is disturbed, it burns like a fire.
"Canopy ......"
Immediately, three people were on fire.
Unlike the one, however, the three men could not move, nor could make a sound, and just stood like stake dummies, burned to ashes.
I don't know what the other two people think.
"What kind of means is this?"
"The Law of Fire."
"That's amazing!"
"It's not a big deal." The Taoist calmly explained, "At first, the woman was brought back, he was already frightened, his heart was uneasy, he was afraid and suspicious, and he was aroused with remorse, which was easy to be burned to ashes by the fire of his heart. β
"What about the other two?"
The heroine looked at the remaining two again.
"Taoists should not have done more to kill, and they are not people who like to kill, except for those who have murderous intentions against them, the rest of them will not take their lives." The Taoist said patiently, "These two can avoid the inquiries below, and probably haven't killed innocents, but since they are the same five heroes of Angzhou as these people, they are naturally not good people, so please keep them here." β
"How long?"
"A day and a night."
"Interesting."
Although this place is inhabited, it is on the top of the mountain.
Although it is stable during the day, there are also jackals at night. What's more, there are many people in the mountains now, staying here for a day and a night and surviving, it is not easy to say that it is easy, and it is not difficult to say that it is difficult.
I'm afraid it's going to be a test of creation.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound overhead.
The girls and girls all looked up.
"It's going to rain."
The Taoist said to them.
The girl blinked.
The woman frowned.
"That's not good, my god horse can't get wet in the rain, it's easy to get sick in the rain." Wu Nuxia pointed ahead, "I remember when I came, there was a pavilion on the side of the road, which could shelter from the rain." β
"Let's go."
"You're going too?"
"Nature."
"Not in a hurry to go down the mountain?"
"There's no hurry."
"Some people in the rivers and lakes have a rotten life, for the sake of treasures, but they don't even want their lives."
"Just in time."
The Taoist has taken the lead.
The mountain breeze blows in the face, blowing the robes and hunting shaking, the hair also flutters, the roadside grass and forests are bent over, looking at the mountains continuously, a wide and spectacular, it is also a scene.
There are really a lot of people in the mountains and lakes, and along the way, I don't know how many people have encountered them openly or secretly.
When some people in the rivers and lakes see that he is a Taoist, they will be a little more polite, true or false, and report to their homes first, ask about it, and then make a decision. As for whether to fight or kill, whether to make an appointment with the next rule is different.
Some of them are self-assured, they don't say a word, and they draw their swords to see each other.
Some hide in the shadows, with cold arrows.
Some people who saw the Taoist women from a distance were so skilled that they didn't dare to step forward, so they quietly slipped away after a few glances, and they didn't know where they went.
Different choices doom different outcomes.
gradually saw the pavilion in the mouth of the heroine.
Although it is halfway up the mountain, it is a cliffside that protrudes outward, and I don't know which elegant person built it, so it is perfect for enjoying the scenery.
The three of them walked into the pavilion first.
It didn't take long for the rain to fall.
The rain was heavy and came in a hurry.
The Taoist sat in the pavilion unhurriedly, neither irritated by the repeated disturbances of the people in the rivers and lakes, nor felt nostalgic because he burned seven or eight people, and his heart seemed to have no waves at all.
Looking out from the pavilion, every drop of rain is a short strip of rain, hanging between heaven and earth.
Piercing the forest and beating the leaves and knocking on the pavilion tiles, the voice is different.
There has always been a fog in the mountains, and when the heavy rain poured, it rose again, like a layer of semi-transparent light veil covering the layers of green mountains, and the scenery was already beautiful, and it became a scene in a landscape painting.
People from the rivers and lakes have come here one after another.
Maybe there are people who also know that there is a pavilion here and come to take shelter from the rain, or maybe there are people who have heard the news from the mouths of those who have slipped away, and they have come around to take the treasure.
But no one acted rashly, they all stood outside the pavilion, staring at the people in the pavilion in the rain.
Gradually, more and more gathered.
From a dozen, to more than twenty, and from twenty, to thirty, forty, seventy, or eighty, and then it is difficult to count, maybe there are hundreds.
And counting.
Some came alone, while others came in groups. Some stood scattered on the road ahead, halfway up the hillside, and some gathered in a heap, and only a black crush was seen in the heavy rain.
The weapons in the hands of these Jianghu people are also different, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, everything.
Not only the blades, but also the dress. Some were well dressed, some were in a mess, some were dressed in robes, some wore hats, and some were only drenched in the rain, and their hair was wet by the rain.
I could faintly hear the sound of horses beating at the bottom of the mountain, and it was obvious that someone was hearing the news and rushed over, which was enough to see how attractive this legendary peerless painting was.
These Jianghu people either walked alone, staring at the Taoist and the woman in the pavilion with only their weapons, or they got together to discuss in a whisper, but their voices were also drowned out by the sound of heavy rain. Many eyes and many blades converged into a rare aura of slaughter, mixed with the noise of heavy rain.
The two people standing and sitting in the pavilion spoke quietly.
"I'm afraid there are two or three hundred people."
"Hmmm......"
"There are so many people, don't talk about me, even if you call Shu Yifan and Lin Dehai over again, I'm afraid I can't stop it. Wait a minute, it's up to you to see what you can do, if not, I won't be able to help. β
"Thank you, Woman."
The Taoist who was sitting cross-legged was not in a hurry, and he appreciated the rain and the people of the rivers and lakes, hooking the corners of his mouth: "Woman, you say ......"
"What?"
"Doesn't this look like the Liujiang Conference back then?"
ββ¦β¦β
Wu Nuxia raised her head and took a closer look, before she replied with a smile: "There were many more people at the Liujiang Conference back then than here, but I also saw a lot of good players in the rivers and lakes here." β
The Taoist did not respond again.
Because someone had already walked out in front of them.
It was an old man with a gray beard, with a hat, shouting at the top of his voice: "The Taoist master inside, in Lingyun, is polite." β
Shouting and arching his hand.
"Lingyun, I used to come out of the Golden Dao Gate, but later I mixed in Changjing, and people gave nicknames that were not forgiving. A few years ago, I went to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites as a guest, but I don't know if I came here secretly, or I came to find the painting on the secret order of Shangshu. Wu Nuxia whispered beside her.
"I heard that Master Dao's mana is strong, and the Dharma protectors around him are also very good at martial arts, but there are so many of us, it's not easy to mess with! Since the Taoist Master has a profound Taoism, why should we lay people compete for treasures? β
"Hey, I'm a guard."
"Discipline in Shimonoseki."
Another middle-aged man, who was slightly fat, stepped forward.
"Old Master Ling is reasonable, since the Taoist Master is a master, why should he give up his Taoism and compete with us for treasures? If you lose, you ruin your cultivation, and if you win, you will also be full of murder, and you will suffer both left and right. β
"Guan Shouji, a native of Yizhou, our fellow countrymen, I don't know which sect, and there is a younger brother, named Guan Meiqi, who has been in Changjing for many years, and he is quite particular about doing things."
Another middle-aged man, who was almost fat, walked out.
"I heard that the master reported himself to his home before, saying that he was from Lingquan County, Yizhou? Hehe, although the villain has not been to the Taoist Yin Yang Mountain to play and incense, but we are also half of the countrymen, and there is really no need for the villagers to meet each other, what do you say? β
"This is Guan Meiqi."
"In the lower Choshu Choi wind season!" A young man stepped forward and said, "What a offense!" No matter how high the Dao Changdao is, it must be weighed, we have gathered so many heroes here, and many heroes have brought bows and arrows, not to mention hundreds of knives rushing up, even if they pull the bow and shoot arrows together, the Taoist has not become an immortal, so he may be able to stop it? β
"Cui Fengji, pseudonym, formerly known as Cui Miao, often mixes in the ghost market, pretends to be a master, looks awesome and roaring, but in fact, insiders know that they can't catch up with dogs."
"In the next seat, look at the excitement, and when you come out, you want to say, don't hurt me by mistake."
"Xi Yishang, the legendary person from the Xi family of the Yunhemen, the number one faction in the rivers and lakes, you have seen his brother at the Liujiang Conference before. The Yunhemen Gate is stationed outside Changjing, and there are countless inextricable connections in Changjing and even above the court, and among so many people here, he is the most difficult to mess with. β
Song You quietly looked ahead.
In the past, at the Liujiang Conference, I heard Wu Nuxia say that Yunhemen is the shame of the rivers and lakes. But when I listened to the book later, the storyteller respected him very much, and the people in Changjing Jianghu were also very face-saving.
That's itβ
Xi Yishang suddenly opened his mouth to report his home, and there was a commotion among a group of people in the rivers and lakes, looking left and right, whispering.
Far away, I didn't hear Xi Yishang's voice in the heavy rain, and hurriedly asked the people in front, and after hearing that the people from the Xi family of Yunhemen were also here, there was another commotion.
It took a long time for the commotion to subside.
Finally, someone spoke to Song You again:
"I heard that the master is not from the rivers and lakes? In my opinion, even if the Taoist Master is entrusted by others, there is no need to be so persistent! At this time, it is considered our coercion, and under life and death, Dao Ye is not a violation of the promise! Please also ask Dao Ye to hand over the things he brought to us, and we will decide who belongs. β
"Please hand over the paintings!"
"Can Dao Ye fix one person, how many people, can he fix hundreds of us?"
"Dao Ye handed over the painting, it is considered that we bought it, we pooled some money to thank Dao Ye, after going out, no matter who the treasure belongs to, it is uniformly said that it was taken from Dao Ye, how about it?"
"Dao Ye ......"
The wind and rain outside the pavilion are getting stronger, the thunder is bursting, more and more people in the rivers and lakes stand up, you say a word to me, or urge or persecute, or leave room, or hide-for-tat, each has its own character, the so-called Jianghu gas is probably in these words.
When the Taoist listened, he found it very interesting.
(End of chapter)