The old monk came from the other side of the corridor and stood a few feet away from Yuwenyan for a while, he shook his head, then turned around without a sound, and after a while, he walked over from the corridor again with a post in his hand.

Yu Wenyan turned to look at him.

The old monk asked: "Dare to ask if the donor is Yuwen Hongfei's son?" ”

Yu Wenyan said: "It's exactly under it." ”

"There is a post here at noon, asking the poor monk to hand it over to Yuwen Hongfei's son in person. The poor monk heard the benefactor call himself Yuwenyan, so he asked this question. ”

Yu Wenyan put Xun back in her sleeve, took the post and opened it, it read: "For the heavens, eliminate violence and peace". Yu Wenyan closed the post and smiled faintly at the old monk: "Thank you Master for sending the message, I know it below." ”

The old monk walked along the corridor to that side, Yu Wenyan turned around, and stood with his back to face the heavy snow again, rumors in the rivers and lakes that as long as you receive a post from the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Heavenly Dao Sect will greet you and tell you that you are a friend they have made, and you don't want to have a chance to escape. Yu Wenyan tore the post up and threw it into the snow, and said in her heart: "It's just killing people, why pretend to be a ghost." ”

He smiled: "It's time to come, you can come." ”

Everyone hastily ate the meal and went back to their rooms to rest and sleep. As soon as the three disciples of the Golden Knife Gang entered the room, there were suddenly three exclamations, the closed door slammed open, and a person ran out a few steps with a hideous face, and fell into the snow, unable to move again. Red blood gushed from his throat, staining a large patch of snow. Everyone who had just returned to the room heard the noise and rushed out again, and stood there, stunned by what they saw.

Meng Huitian rushed into the door and saw the other two disciples of the Golden Knife Gang falling in the door, and they were also stabbed in the throat by some sharp weapon, and they just shouted and lost their breath. Meng Huitian inspected the inside of the house, except for the window by the corridor inside, which was obviously from where the murderer had escaped.

Yu Wenyan's face was grim, and she calmly ordered: "Don't go back to the room, everyone gather in the main hall, and each faction and gang will count their disciples, and don't get separated." ”

He turned around and whispered to Cao Xiangqu: "Cao Daxia, please go and call the disciples of the Wuhua Hand Sect to come out." ”

Everyone watched Cao Xiangqu walk through the patio and walk to the door of the wing room at the end of the west and shouted twice, but no one inside answered. Cao Xiangqu turned his head to look this way, and Yu Wenyan nodded. Cao Xiangqu pushed it with his hand, the door opened gently, he walked in, and after a while, he walked out of the door with a pale face, and walked towards everyone through the patio, everyone saw his lips trembling, and his eyes showed a look of fear. Stammered:

"Yuwen Gongzi, five, the disciples of the Five Flower Hand Sect were all killed, killed."

When the crowd heard this, they were shocked. The disciple of the Inner Mengshan Sect said angrily:

"We have fallen for the tricks of the old bald donkey, and we will know it all when we find him."

Almost at the same time as his words fell, a figure flew down from the roof of the front hall, and everyone jumped to the side to avoid it, and the figure stiffened in front of everyone, it was actually the old monk. Meng Huitian leaned over to probe his snort, tore open the garment on his chest and examined it for a while, then covered it back.

He said to Yuwen Yan: "The Heavenly Dao Sect's clutches. ”

Yu Wenyan nodded, and Gu Zi was silent. He didn't expect that the Heavenly Daoist Sect would actually do this to a monk who didn't know the slightest martial arts, which showed his viciousness. After everyone saw him blowing and conditioning his breath, his face was calmer, and his cough stopped, which was a comfort at this life-and-death juncture. Meng Huitian handed him a knife, he held the knife in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and a family member hurriedly handed over a pot of wine. He craned his neck, and the wine gurgled down his throat.

There are disciples of the Quanzhen Sect who can't hold back for a long time, and they scold: "The dog thief of the Heavenly Dao Sect, if there is a kind of dog thief, he will come out to compete, hide in the secret and play tricks, what kind of hero is good——"

Before the word "Han" could be spoken, everyone heard someone on the top of the hall sneering. A white object shot at him quickly, and before he could dodge, the sound suddenly stopped, and the man leaned back, dead without even screaming. The crowd saw that what had been shot down was only a small snowball with a hole in his throat.

At the same time as the man fell, Yuwen Yan raised his hand, and the wine jug in his hand swished towards the top of the hall, and the people on the top of the hall screamed, and everyone heard him roll down from the other side of the top of the hall.

Yuwen Yan was on tiptoe, the person had jumped to the top of the hall, three figures pounced on him, and before everyone had time to see how he made a move, one person fell to the top of the hall without saying a word, and the other two fled when they saw this, Yuwen Yan's knife flashed, and another person pounced. He still wanted to catch up, but Meng Huitian shouted urgently below:

"Childe, don't chase!"

Yu Wenyan was holding a corpse in one hand, fluttering white, falling to the ground as lightly as a big peng, and everyone couldn't help but shout!

He threw the two corpses on the ground, and the people turned them over, tore off the cyan turbans on their heads, and lifted the hair on their foreheads, and saw a line of vermilion fly-headed seals: for the heavens, eliminate violence and peace.

Yu Wenyan said to everyone: "Don't disperse, everyone should gather in the main hall." ”

In fact, what he said was tantamount to saying in vain, who would go to the room at this time. He didn't dare to go when he was given eight guts, everyone huddled together, so he was still a little more down-to-earth.

A group of people moved to the main hall and lit all the lights in the hall, and the light in the main hall was bright, shining on the solemn faces. The sky outside the temple had now darkened.

The main hall enshrines the temple god Shao Renxiang, and it is said that he is arrogant by nature, informal, and good at fighting unevenly, and lives in seclusion in the Oolong Mountain. When Shao Renxiang heard the news, he deliberately went down the mountain to pay homage to the county order, and accused the county order in person, and advised him to treat the people well, but the county order was angry and rude, and killed him under the pretext. When Renxiang was dying, he said to the executioner, "I will take revenge in three days." At the end of the period, the thunder and lightning were obscure, and there were dozens of big white snakes to the county court, and the county made the county frightened and frightened to death. Renxiang shouted in the air, build a temple to worship me, I should bless you.

This is Tang Zhenguan's three-year affair. And now, even if there is a white snake around the beam, everyone in the hall may not feel more terrifying, because everyone knows very well that since the Heavenly Dao Sect has come to the door, then life and death are also at this moment. The people sat on the floor in the temple, and no one said a word, and their faces were full of worry, waiting for the last moment to come. The main hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Yu Wenyan coughed lightly, pacing back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, and at this moment he was the only one who was still calm and calm, pacing peacefully, his eyes stayed on the couplets on the pillars on both sides, and chanted word by word:

The Baisi people, then think about the Si people, don't kowtow to the bastard; To enter this mountain, you must go out of this mountain, and you should carefully ask your heart.

Yu Wenyan hung her head and muttered for a while, and suddenly said, "Friends above, don't you show up yet?" ”

Everyone followed Yu Wenyan's line of sight, only to see a hunchbacked old woman trembling from behind the statue on the offering seat, and the old woman walked out with great difficulty, muttering vigorously:

"Alas, people are old and useless, and they can't find a place to sleep peacefully."

Among the crowd, some people recognized that the old woman had appeared in Wang Fuxing's teahouse. At this time, she appeared here again, who is she? Friend or foe?

The old woman climbed down from the offering seat and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall: "On a snowy day, let my old woman go, a hero of bullshit, a hero of bullshit, I don't understand any pity and cherishing jade." ”

The old woman spoke nondescriptly, and everyone not only did not laugh, but added a trace of doubt.

"Wait." Yu Wenyan said.

The old woman turned a deaf ear and continued to walk outside the hall.

Yu Wenyan's body changed, and she had already bullied her side, and reached out to grab her shoulder. The old woman's shoulders twisted, and her hand reached behind her to scratch the itch, which seemed to be an unintentional move, but it happened to avoid Yu Wenyan's left hand. Yu Wenyan's right hand stretched out, and at this time, no matter how fast the old woman was, she couldn't dodge Yu Wenyan's right hand. The old woman's shoulders were grabbed by Yu Wenyan, she was not panicked, and stood there sighing.

Yu Wenyan asked, "Where did you come from?" ”

The old woman glanced at Yu Wenyan: "What do you do if you catch me, I don't play with you." Your own woman doesn't want you anymore, and you've crossed the mountain in a carriage, and you're looking for my old woman to be happy. ”

One sentence hit Yu Wenyan's sore spot, and as soon as his hand was released, he stood there in a daze, and he was at a loss for a while.

The old woman slowly descended from the steps step by step, and her voice came in clearly: "Life is like a string, but you still have to be sad and sad, and you have to think about empty thoughts, Yuwen Gongzi is pitiful." Alas, God is merciful! ”

An eerie voice sounded on the roof of the hall: "Do the right thing for heaven, eliminate violence and peace." "Those who leave the temple will not be killed." Everyone heard that many hidden weapons were about to come down from the top of the temple, and they thought that this old woman was miserable this time.

I only heard the old woman screaming in the darkness outside: "Murder! Kill! ”

Followed by two figures falling from the cornices to the steps in front of the hall, when everyone looked, it was a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect with a green cloth wrapped around his head. The old woman's voice rang out in the cypress grove outside the temple in the blink of an eye, and everyone heard the snow fall from the trees one by one, and her voice became farther and farther away.

Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, guessing randomly, they couldn't figure out who this hunchbacked old woman was, judging from her skills, she should be a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and such a master could count it with her fingers, who would she be? Cao Xiangqu has been walking on the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has seen extraordinary, he was silent and did not squeak, and waited until the discussion of everyone subsided before saying: "I know, she is the camel woman of Zheyu." ”

When everyone heard the three words of ghost and sorrow, they suddenly realized that there was a hunchbacked old woman in the Zheyu of Wusi Zangdusi, who was strong in martial arts, but her appearance was extremely ugly, not to mention men, even if the ghost saw it, she would run away. Although the old woman's appearance just now was not as ugly as rumored, judging from the kung fu and the rising hump, it must be ghostly.

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Which turtle grandson is calling my name here?" ”

Everyone looked back, and couldn't help but gasp, next to the seat at this time stood another hunchbacked old woman, her face was gloomy, the wrinkles on her face were deep and messy, huddled together, at a glance, even the facial features were difficult to distinguish, and her appearance was really unsightly. It seems that this is the real ghost, and she didn't know when she was standing there, and everyone didn't notice it at all.

The ghost walked up to Cao Xiangqu and looked at him with squinted eyes: "What were you talking about just now?" ”

The muscles on Cao Xiangqu's face trembled, and he didn't smile: "I don't know how to descend, forgive my sins." ”

Ghost nodded worriedly: "Okay, I'll spare you." ”

With a slap of his right hand, Cao Xiangqu's head cracked, and his brain and blood splattered. She snatched Cao Xiangqu down the steps, raised her head, and shouted sharply: "The people above remember, this is the twenty-third." ”

At the end of the sentence, the man disappeared in the darkness. The disciples of the Mengshan faction were anxious to snatch Cao Xiangqu's body back into the hall, but the people here stopped them bitterly. The disciples of the Mengshan faction shouted:

"Instead of sitting and waiting, it's better to fight with them."

Everyone was shocked, and they also felt the same way in their hearts, and the hand that was pulling the disciple of the Mengshan Sect loosened. Two people jumped, and the man landed on the snow in front of the steps.

The ghostly shadow flashed out of the darkness again, opened the bow left and right, snapped twice, and the two disciples of the Mengshan Sect were killed instantly. She threw her head up and shouted, "Remember, there are two more." ”

Everyone here looked at each other, and no one dared to rush forward. Ghost saw a sneer, and said slowly: "I'm tired of playing today, so I'll spare you." "With the strength of the foot, the man was shot like an arrow into the darkness, and there was no more sound.