Chapter 41 [Does the Pavilion Master Have a Problem?] 】

I have to say that although the Yang Pavilion Master of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion has been silent for two years and is not visible, he has no less wrist at all.

Soon most of the disciples were mobilized, and the city government added a bounty to the head of each Red Fire Thief, and these disciples were very enthusiastic.

Their hall owner just opened his mouth and promised some rewards, and the blood of these disciples boiled.

It's just that compared to the few teachers in the museum, the implementation is not so simple.

After all, the older you get, the more you understand the truth of keeping it, not a hairy boy who ignites a fire, and the personal grievances of the Yang Pavilion Master, there is no need to drag the entire martial arts hall into the water.

Red Fire Thieves, Panheng Tiger has been around Taixi City for many years, and it is not so easy to exterminate.

With them alone, I'm afraid some of them are not enough.

However, their face change was also very fast, after the Yang Pavilion Master Dao went out of the city to give the news that five Realm Breaking Pills would be given.

They changed their attitude in an instant.

It is nothing more than the Realm Breaking Pill from the Quartet Pharmacy, the effect is very strong, and it belongs to the Xuanpin grade pill.

The role is relatively simple, that is, to assist martial arts cultivation in the realm that has not broken through for a long time, so that the strict door to promotion opens a gap.

And then the owner of the Yang Pavilion gave another news, saying that the city government had formed another team, and when the time came, they would go together to kill it, thinking of the recent turmoil in the city government.

This made those teachers completely relieved.

After all, with their current strength, they may be stronger than Chihuo Village, but in the face of Baihuling, which is the home of the Chihuo Thieves, it may still be a bit mysterious not to spend some power.

After that, Pavilion Master Yang summoned some of the disciples on the list who were at the top of the list and informed them of the departure time.

The time is in the middle of the night, the time of the fifth watch.

Pavilion Master Yang and the city government had a complete plan, that is, to hurry at night, and then make a surprise attack when the Red Fire Thieves were the most lax and tired.

Such a plan does not seem to be wrong.

……

"Hey, why are your scales so white, and you don't have a nickname named Bai Suzhen?"

There was still a period of time before the departure point, and Shen Xiu ran to the Lishui River at night to chat with the white python when he had nothing to do.

During this period of getting along, he figured out the temperament of this big white python, which can be regarded as a relatively gentle temperament among snakes.

And it's lazy by nature.,I like to stay at the bottom of the river all day long and sleep.,Want to get rid of these.,The white python doesn't seem to have much to do.。

In addition, the white python's hometown is the Red Leaf Temple, which sounds like a temple, and it seems that it may have been edified, and it has also been contaminated with a little Buddha nature, and this white python does not have the unique ferocious aura of demon beasts.

The white python's huge head rests on the soft sandy riverbank, its slender tail wagging idly on the water's surface.

From time to time, when he touched the surface of the water, he fell a piece of starlight, and when he heard Shen Xiu's words, his huge pupils couldn't help but roll.

"Anyway, my hometown Red Leaf Temple, I don't know Leifeng Pagoda, I don't know Jinshan Temple, I don't know Bai Suzhen, and what are you doing all the time looking at my tail?"

Shen Xiu, who was caught, was a little embarrassed, so he changed the topic and said, "Anyway, this Lishui River leads directly to the Liujiang River to the south, why don't you follow the river into the sea and stay in this mess." ”

The white python gave him a rather humane look, "Go to the river and enter the sea as a dragon, don't you know these things, do you think I want to stay here, haven't you promised a kid to help him take care of Taixi City......"

This care is 60 years of good weather.

Shen Xiu was a little dumbfounded, "Then you really care?" ”

"What else can I do if I agree, I can't just ignore it......" The white python's voice gradually fell, thinking of something.

The Lishui River in Taixi City leads directly to the Liujiang River, and there are quite a lot of turbulent dangers, but for a big demon who can have some ability to summon rain, it is not a problem.

The white python swam out of Taixi City silently more than once.

But when he arrived at the entrance of the Liujiang River, but every time, he looked up in the river towards the rushing Liujiang River, looked at it for a while, and then reluctantly turned back.

He promised the kid, he didn't want to break his word......

Turn a snake into a dragon, and turn a dragon into a dragon.

It is the ultimate dream of every snake demon and the ultimate dream of the white python, but some things are more important than dreams.

This is the truth that he fell in the lock dragon well when he was still young and listened to an old Zen master.

Seeing that the white python's mood was obviously low, Shen Xiu didn't want to think about this topic and said.

recalled that the white python said that the martial arts hall where he was was throwing something into the river, so he asked, "You said that I threw something into the river in the martial arts hall, and what was lost?" ”

"What else can it be, of course it's a human!"

"People?"

"Yes, it's all done by adults, and your martial arts hall really doesn't have a sense of hygiene."

Hearing what the white python said, Shen Xiu was suddenly stunned on the spot, and his mind seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt on the spot.

Inadvertently, countless fragmented images suddenly flashed through his mind.

Chen Mo, the eldest son of the Chen family, disappeared for no reason, and found that he was sucked dry and found in Lishui River, and there was no clue until now, and some disciples saw that the hall owner failed to break the mirror, and there was residual blood at the corner of his mouth.

No way?

All kinds of clues were connected together by a strange way, deriving a possible answer, and even Shen Xiu was silently a little incredulous.

His mind diverged and he continued to think.

More than two years ago, Yang Jinhong led all his disciples to jointly exterminate the Red Fire Thieves, and two of the four personal disciples died directly.

At that time, it was said that he had encountered Yang Long, the great master of the peak of martial arts cultivation in the Three Realms of the Red Fire Thief.

On the way, a disciple passed on to himself, and when he completed the task in the hall, he disappeared for no reason.

Yang Jinhong sent someone to look for it, but finally died without a problem.

Now, regardless of the possible consequences of a serious loss of vitality, not only by any means to persuade the deputy hall master and many teachers, but also the Yang hall master once again launched a plan to exterminate the Red Fire Thieves.

All of a sudden, everything seemed to have an illusion of déjà vu.

What kind of magic skills did Pavilion Master Yang cultivate, and even did not hesitate to use his own disciples and well-qualified disciples as sacrificial blood food?

If so, then everything before seems to make sense.

Looking at the calm and dark Lishui River, where he couldn't see the bottom of the river, Shen Xiu unconsciously deduced such a conclusion, and even he was a little surprised.

Thinking of the frequent projection of the Yang Pavilion Master before, the meaning contained in it was really just that he simply wanted to accept him as a personal disciple?

Shen Xiu of Lishui River sat quietly on the bank, quietly digesting this astonishing inference, until a cold wind on the surface of Yizhen River woke him up.

The white python sank into the water at some point.

In Taixi City, the sound of beating in the distant streets and alleys came slowly, and the time was just after Yin, and it arrived at the fifth watch.