After the gunshot, Gu Liancheng and Song Yuexin only felt a pain in their ears.

After all, shooting in such a closed room is nothing short of ear-destroying.

When they reacted from the buzz, they looked at the young Taoist priest.

He had closed his eyes and was lying on the ground.

The blood on the lower abdomen soaked the robe.

Gu Liancheng was short of breath, he had always hunted in the hunting ground with a gun before, and this was the first time he had shot at someone.

Huaguo can't hide guns privately, but for a family like him, it's still easy to get a few.

However, he had already carried his life before, and this time he was not so flustered.

In his eyes, he was just a Taoist priest.

This kind of monk is either very poor, or he is quite rich, and what can be solved with money is not a problem.

He hurriedly put down the gun and ran downstairs, hugging the injured Song Yuexin.

Song Yuexin's stomach is still bleeding, but fortunately, his physical fitness is good, and the merman's healing ability is also strong, and the situation is improving, but he is weaker.

He ...... How is he? ”

Song Yuexin asked him, and Gu Liancheng looked at the people on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

If you are hit by such a double-barreled shotgun, it is estimated that you will not survive.

But you can't let people lie here like this, a corpse for no reason, even if the national leader comes, it will be difficult to exonerate him.

He bent down, picked up Song Yuexin, walked up the stairs, and put him on the bed.

Subsequently, he used the first aid method he learned to simply bandage Song Yuexin's wounds.

The situation around the wound has changed from the original smooth skin to the looming fish scales.

His hands twitched.

Song Yuexin shouted: "Hiss~ pain!" ”

Gu Liancheng remembered that the little canary in front of him was indeed a monster, and it seemed to be a fish......

But what does it matter if it's a fish?

may be because of the identity of the other party's monster, Gu Liancheng has a cherished emotion towards Song Yuexin.

Before this, he was using the other party as a substitute for Ning Yuesheng.

Now he thinks...... I don't seem to love Ning Yuesheng so much.

Song Heqing, who was filming far away in the northwest, could not have imagined that the appearance of Zhang Xuxue, a butterfly, would actually fan his wife's crematorium.

After hastily cleaning the wound, he went downstairs to look at the messy living room and the motionless "corpse".

Gu Liancheng dialed the phone.

At the same time, another call was made.

Not long after, a group of people came and packed Zhang Xuxue's "corpse" and carried it out.

The leader asked:

"Mr. Gu, he ......"

Gu Liancheng waved his hand:

"Find a hidden place to bury it, so that no one else can see it."

"Yes."

At this moment, another voice came from outside the door:

"What can't anyone see?"

"Who is Mr. Gu?"

"Hello, I'm his friend, a doctor."

The visitor looked cold and wore glasses.

Seeing that his rare friend was coming, Gu Liancheng didn't have time to explain, so he pulled him upstairs.

The person who took away the corpse was a thug raised by the Gu family, specializing in doing some things in the shadows, after all, there are many things that cannot be done on the surface.

Many of them are gangsters who have been re-employed, and there are even heinous people.

When the body is handed over to them, it must be able to find a place where no one is to bury it.

It was also thanks to Gu Liancheng's order to bury it, if it was something else...... I guess these people can also do a good job.

What they don't know is that thousands of miles away in a famous mountain.

An old Taoist priest with white hair suddenly opened his eyes.

"In vain!"

Then vanished in place.

The group of guys who buried the corpse are working diligently, and they are still a few shovels away from being buried.

"Boss, how much money did Mr. Gu give?"

"yes, the brothers want to go to a nightclub and have a good time."

It's a pity that the boss didn't reply to their words, and when they looked back, a cold light flashed.

The people present didn't even know what was going on, and their heads had already fallen to the ground.

The last thing I saw before I died was to watch my head fly off my body.

The old Taoist priest directly made a spell to fish Zhang Xuxue's body out of the mound.

And breathing!

Zhang Xuxue is not dead, after all, he is a foundation building monk, although he can't reach the steel and iron bones, but he is also extraordinary.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice it for a while, and was hit by a double-barreled shotgun, and although he didn't die, he couldn't move.

A shotgun of such a caliber, not to mention the dantian where the bullet hit the lower abdomen.

The old Taoist priest first stuffed him with a few pills, and then began to heal his wounds.

Slowly, he finally woke up, breathing:

"Master......"

"Eh, child, Master is here...... Let's go back first. ”

Inside the villa, Song Yuexin's injuries have stabilized.

may be his doctor friend, looking at Song Yuexin's eyes more and more wrong.

After Gu Liancheng ran out of him, he hurriedly drove the people away.

As for the death of the Taoist priest just now, he has already left it behind.

And so, three days passed without incident.

Gu Liancheng didn't go out in the past few days, and stayed at home with Song Yuexin.

Due to the good weather on this day, Song Yuexin wanted to go out for a walk, so Gu Liancheng found him a wheelchair.

Push him out in the sun.

As a result, walking and walking is wrong, how do you feel that this tree-lined path has no end?

And there was silence all around, and there was no sound at all.

You must know that in this high-end community, there are a lot of small animals, and they are noisy during the day, how can there be no sound at all.

"Where are you going?"

The sudden movement shook both of their bodies.

They saw that the person who spoke was an old man, who was sitting cross-legged on a rockery, with white hair and white beard, and a fairy spirit.

On top of that, he was wearing a navy blue robe.

Seeing the robe, the two of them tightened their hearts.

Song Yuexin's face turned even pale, Gu Liancheng held his hand tightly, relying on the temperature transmitted between his hands, and pretended to be calm and said:

"Let's take a walk, the sun is getting bigger, we've had enough, it's time to go back, old man."

After that, I had to push the wheelchair back.

The old Taoist priest continued to ask:

"Wait a minute, have you seen my apprentice? I'm about the same age as you, and I look good......"

"I didn't ...... Haven't seen it. ”

"I haven't seen it!" The old man's voice suddenly rose up, and listening to the ears of the two of them, it was like blowing up a thunderstorm bell.

The only courage left in my heart was scared.

The old Taoist priest's tone was a little excited:

"My apprentice is a once-in-a-millennium genius, but as a result, you caused his dantian to be injured, and he will never be able to cultivate again. My Heavenly Master Dao has broken off the inheritance because of this, it's really damned! ”

After speaking, the old man slapped him and aimed directly at Gu Liancheng.

This palm smashed him more than ten meters away.

After Gu Liancheng's body landed, the old Taoist priest moved to his side, only to find that he was not dead.

"How is that possible! After taking this slap from me, he is still not dead? ”

The old Taoist priest obviously wanted Gu Liancheng to die, after all, he had broken off the inheritance of others.

He raised his hand again, concentrating his mana, and just as he was about to deliver the final blow, the sky changed.

Heavy dark clouds quickly shrouded the sky.

Between the black clouds, there were occasional flashes of electric arcs, with a dull thunderclap.

The old Taoist priest raised his head and said in disbelief:

"How is it possible, son of the Heavenly Dao?"