As soon as the words fell, I saw a group of people walking into the backyard, the first one was short in stature, did not wear a hat, looked very thin, born with a sharp beak monkey cheeks and rat eyes, two sparse mustaches hanging sparsely on his lips, followed by dozens of people, looking dressed like the first two.

When Monk Yizhen saw this group of people, he glared angrily and said, "It's this group of melon skin thieves who killed and injured dozens of people in my temple. Huh, where is your so-called Prince Xu?"

The diminutive man laughed: "Take care of you incompetents, why do you need the prince to do it himself." Wan Si, this old guy, if you tell the whereabouts of this picture book earlier, you won't be seriously injured by Hei Yueming, as for you, hehe, does this beetle snake taste okay?"

Monk Yizhen snorted heavily: "The most hated thing in the life of the Sprinkle family is the three indiscriminate villains who hurt people with poison. ”

The fat master was surprised: "It turns out that Your Excellency is the leader of the Hu Gang of the Heavenly Miasma Gate, yes, the plague lord Hei Yueming and you were originally a raccoon dog." ”

That person was Hu Jinjin, who had secretly bitten him with a beetle snake and rewarded Yu Qiaman, which eventually led to his death. Wu Shijiu heard that this person was Hu Jinjin, the leader of the Tianmia Gate, and his disgust increased dramatically. In his heart, he had already regarded the feather apprehension as a relative and elder, and at this time, when he saw the murderer of the old man, a wave of anger burned.

"It turns out that you are Hu Jinjin, look at your name, a big man is so calculating, sissy, really like his name!" Wu Shijiu hated this person in his heart, and he was not polite when he spoke.

Hu Jinjin was already very small-minded, and when he heard this young queen's words, his face was so angry that his face was blue, and suddenly his figure flashed, and his palms slapped in front of Wu Shijiu, and there was a faint smell of fishy smell in the palm wind.

Although this time came down quickly, Wu Shijiu could see it clearly, and he moved sideways unhurriedly at the moment, and he was able to avoid this blow. He was holding the wooden box in one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly plunged into the opponent's acupoint with one palm. This trick is in place, extremely bold, and the last to come first.

Hu Jin Jin took the lead, thinking that the opponent was young and could go through a few rounds under his own hands? He was not weak in his original skills, but he left some strength in this poisonous palm, who knew that the timing and angle of the opponent's dodge and counterattack were so well grasped, he was shocked, and changed his move to grab the opponent's arm.

Wu Shijiu's elbows sank, his forearms were raised, and his thumb and index finger went straight to the opponent's throat in a throat-locking shape, which was exactly the move in the innate twelve styles. Hu Jin hurriedly stepped back, who knew that he took a step back, and the other party stepped forward and pressed a step, and a hand of tricks kept pouring out, and he was actually restrained by his moves. wanted to use a hundred poisonous palms to poison and hurt people, but Wu Shijiu didn't touch him with every move, but he had to go back to save himself.

After dismantling seven or eight more moves, Hu Jinjin only felt that the other party's clever moves were endless, always attacking from unexpected places, and he was getting more and more hurried. In fact, if he didn't dodge, but relied on the hundred poisonous palms to forcibly fight, maybe Wu Shijiu would still be a little jealous, and he wouldn't be so embarrassed. But Hu Jinjin has always been cautious and vicious, and he lives the belly of others with his own heart, but he is bound everywhere.

If he continued to fight, seeing that his old face was about to be lost in front of many disciples, he suddenly let out a loud shout, jumped backwards and retreated a few feet away, his two robe sleeves shook forward, and two black mist erupted. Wu Shijiu was stunned for a moment, and was about to step forward to attack, but he heard the fat man shouting: "Shijiu be careful, it's a heavenly Gu, and it will kill you immediately!"

The two black mist instantly merged into a ball, as if they were alive, and quickly pounced. This day Gu is specially bred and trained by Hu Jinjin, he had used it earlier when he attacked Wujun Hall, and he was cracked by Fengbeard with a thousand silk pockets.

Over the years, Hu Jin Jin has raised a lot of Heavenly Gu, and when he fights with people, he often forces them out with internal force, letting the Gu worms pounce on the host. As long as these Gu worms are attached to a living person, they can eat them into a skeleton in an instant. The person who raises the Heavenly Gu must often release the Gu worm to eat the living creatures, otherwise the Gu worm will be hungry and will eat the master.

Wu Shijiu saw that the black mist was so big, and it floated to his eyes in a blink of an eye, and he slapped it out with a palm of his hand, which was the last move in the innate twelve forms, and a ball of flame burst out.

In the past few months since he practiced the "Hug Xuan Heart Sutra", his internal force has gradually increased, and the final blow of the innate twelve types requires extremely deep internal force support, Wu Shijiu has the help of Bi Fang's fire sac, this palm is slapped, and he sees a big fireball rushing straight into the sky Gu, and in an instant, the Gu worm is burned clean, and the charred insect corpse falls to the ground, densely packed.

Hu Jinjin's body shook for a moment, and his face turned pale and said, "You ...... What's your trick here?"

Wu Shijiu said: "Don't care about any tricks, in short, they are tricks that can defeat you." ”

Hu Jin thought to himself that he was not an opponent, and said hatefully: "Okay, this account has been recorded in the Tianmia Gate today, let's go." Then he turned around and left, and the rest of the people came and picked up the two wounded men.

Wu Shijiu said: "If you want to go, how can it be so easy to ......" grabbed a step and slapped it out, Hu Jinjin only felt a hot and spicy wind blowing on his face, oppressing himself so much that he couldn't breathe, how dare he confront him head-on, threw the sleeves of his robe to the ground, and suddenly a burst of smoke rose up. Wu Shijiu was worried that he would release the poison again, so he hurriedly retreated a few feet, and when the smoke cleared, a huge group of people did not know where to go.

"What's weird, people? What kind of kung fu is this? Naruto?"

Wu Shijiu muttered to himself, jumped on the roof and looked around, but he didn't even see a figure.

"Come down, it's the earth spirit, and I escaped through the underground passage in the temple. ”

The fat man saw that Wu Shijiu was looking around in confusion, and was a little funny: "There are underground tunnels in ordinary temples, and this is the earth spirit decision, I think I borrowed this convenience to run." ”

"Ah, that's right! The four old fellows of the four unkind people are also good at this method, and it seems that the wicked people are all the same. ”

Wu Shijiu said, hurriedly threw the purple medicine bottle to Monk Yizhen, watched him pour out three pills and take them, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and exercised his strength. Hu Jinjin just held up the big and said the antidote method, thinking that the situation was in his own hands, but who knew that he was defeated by a young junior with one hand, and this time he lost face.

The fat man came over and patted Wu Shijiu's shoulder and said: "Shijiu, you hit the people of the Tianmia Gate with one move, and thwarted Hu Jin Jin with one hand, and the flame palm broke the poison of the Heavenly Gu that changed the color of the rivers and lakes, and spread it out, now you will make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes." ”

Wu Shijiu scratched his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you are famous or not, I just want to end this catastrophe quickly, close the spiritual gate, and return to my own world." ”

Seeing that he had no desire for fame and fortune, the fat man didn't know what to say for a while, so he asked, "You always say how your world is, what kind of world is it? Do you already know what will happen in the future?"

"This ...... Before I came, the old man had specially told me that the things of the future generations should be completed by the people of the future generations, and if they belong to history, let history create them, and don't let them deviate from the trajectory. ”

"Yes, I don't ask. ”

"Senior brother, taking advantage of Master Zhenzhen's healing and detoxification, let's bury the dead monks first?"

"Also, let's go and bury the true body of Master Wansi first. ”

As they spoke, they went to the meditation room, carried the body of Master Wansi to the pagoda, and went to find tools to prepare for the burial. was busy, and suddenly a thick old voice came from the front yard: "Amitabha, Shaolin Temple Lingqiu came to visit with his junior brother Lingwu and Lingxue, may I ask anyone?"

The fat man secretly complained, he was really afraid of something, the corpses of the monks in this courtyard have not been disposed of, and the healing of the monk Yungong is at a critical juncture, how could the abbot of Shaolin Temple come to the temple at this time?

His mind flashed, and he grabbed Wu Shijiu and said, "Shijiu, it's better for us to go to the backyard to guard Master Yizhen first, so as not to have a misunderstanding when the monks of Shaolin Temple come." Now except for Master Yizhen, no one can testify to you and me, and before he finishes detoxifying, everything is cheap. ”

Wu Shijiu thought about it, it seemed that this was the only way to work, he picked up the wooden box, jumped over, and went straight to the backyard where Monk Yizhen was with the fat man. How do you know that he didn't walk far away, the yellow figure in front of him flashed, and then there seemed to be an invisible wall of qi pressed down around, which made people's breath condense, the fat man only felt that the true qi in his body was not pure, and he was surrounded by that qi wall, and it was very difficult to advance and retreat half a step, only to hear someone say: "Stay!"

Wu Shijiu also felt very uncomfortable up and down Zhou's body at this time, his body seemed to be shrouded by an invisible qi, enclosed in a very small space, and it seemed that the true qi in his body also reacted, almost out of his control. He took a deep breath, and in accordance with the method of luck in the "Hug Xuan Heart Sutra", he held the circle with his left hand, poured the remaining true qi into his right palm, and split one palm in each of the four directions of forward, backward, left, and right.

These four palms look simple, but in fact, they have both the kung fu in the Xuan Sutra, the ingenuity of the innate twelve styles, and the internal strength of the fire spirit technique.

The two of them got out of trouble, let out a sigh of relief, stabilized their minds, and when they looked carefully, they saw three old monks wearing yellow robes in front of them, and behind them were more than a dozen monks in gray robes, all holding ring sticks, with one palm together, looking at their expressions, they seemed to be a little surprised.

"Amitabha. At first, an old monk said: "The little donor is so powerful that he actually rushed out of the spiritual martial master's divine palm. It's just such a good skill, but it is a pity to use it to commit murder and evil. ”

It took a long time for the fat master to adjust his breath, thinking that the Shaolin seventy-two stunts and eight dozen stunts were really extraordinary, seeing that the old monk headed by the old monk had big ears and big ears, a wide nose and a wide mouth, and the two temples were bulging high, guessing that it was the abbot of Lingqiu of Shaolin Temple, and hurriedly said: "Zhuge is cold-hearted, Wu Shijiu meets Master Lingqiu, the abbot of Shaolin, I am afraid that there is a misunderstanding, please allow the younger generation to explain." ”

Behind the abbot of Lingqiu, a long-eyebrow monk wearing a pale yellow robe sneered: "Misunderstanding? Let me ask you, if there is a misunderstanding, it is clear, why did you run just now? ”

As he spoke, the thumb of his left hand pressed his middle finger and raised it high above the top, and his right hand was also in the same posture across his chest, which was the first fingering method of Shaolin, one finger Zen Gong.

Wu Shijiu waved his hand again and again: "I just felt depressed just now, and I made random moves, don't ...... master."

As soon as the word "don't" came out, I heard a "snort" sound, and a sharp air flow shot over.