Chapter Ninety-Six: Resistance
Xiao Ding scratched his head and said, "It's better for me to write it myself, they know how to write, if you write it, they may think that something happened to me." ”
The note was written quickly, and the children rushed over to divide the paper and scatter it.
In addition to the door they entered, there were dozens of other doors in the cellar, which extended in all directions, and I think this was the reason why Xiao Ding was able to complete the diffusion of underground information.
The sky is not yet bright, and the valley under the moon is silent, and occasionally a dog can be heard barking a few times.
Nine-foot jade held her jade fan against the wall, watching Ruan Qingqing take out a bunch of things and tinker with his dust.
"I will definitely take revenge. Ruan Qingqing said abruptly.
Her expression was a little sad, her senior brothers had no one to collect the corpses now, her master was still lying on the bed and still not awake, and the culprit of all this would go to harm countless people.
"We will avenge this revenge together. The nine-foot jade looked up at the sky, and the moonlight was too bright, which made him a little dizzy.
And in this flash, he faced his scar for the first time.
"Thousands of lives up and down the green mountain, just because of the ethereal end in their mouths, they were innocently buried......" The head of the nine-foot jade was pressed against the wall, and his voice was filled with hidden despair and anger, "They deserve to die." ”
Ruan Qingqing suddenly had a feeling that she was also a fallen person at the end of the world, she looked sideways at the nine-foot jade, and couldn't see his expression, she could only see the corners of her mouth pursed into a straight line, and the hand holding the jade fan hanging down her side, her knuckles were white.
Xiao Ding ran out of the grass hut with a snort, patted his chest, calmed down, and said, "The letter should have arrived, you two can go back to the inn first, and I will go home too." ”
Jiuchiyu stood up straight, looked at Ruan Qingqing, who was still dusting on the ground, and said to Xiao Ding, "I'll send you home." ”
Xiao Ding shook his head and said, "My father hates cultivators, so don't send me away." ”
"Because of you, Aya?" asked Nine-Foot-Jade.
Xiao Ding nodded, shook his head again, and said, "It's not just because of Aya, my father didn't like cultivators much before. ”
Jiuchiyu didn't ask anymore, so she said softly: "It's late at night, you are not safe alone, I can send you outside the house." ”
Ruan Qingqing sat on the ground and knocked on the hammer, the front part of her dust whisk was made of demon beast tail hair, so in fact, the repair was quite simple, and she got the dust neatly, she jumped up and patted the dust behind her.
"We'll send you together. Ruan Qingqing bent down and patted Xiao Ding's head.
So the three of them walked together, Xiao Ding's home was at the foot of the east gate of the city, and it didn't take long to get there from this thatched hut, and Xiao Ding stopped them at the corner and thanked them in a low voice.
"You two are waiting for our good news tomorrow. Xiao Ding's eyes were shining.
After he finished speaking, he trotted all the way and turned into the courtyard, and the sound of the door opening was accompanied by the voice of a middle-aged man.
"Why did you come back so late today?"
Xiao Ding's voice was a little excited, "Dad, there is a good show tomorrow, don't talk about it, I'm going to recuperate." ”
"What's the show?, go slower, hungry or not, do you want to cook a bowl of noodles for you?" his father was obviously running after him.
Nine Feet Jade and Ruan Qingqing glanced at each other, and Ruan Qingqing suddenly said, "Actually, cultivators should really stay away from mortals, how fragile mortal lives are. ”
"Yes, the world and the Daomen should keep their distance, this is also what my master advocated at that time, but he has not been able to convince the loose cultivators. Nine Feet Jade agreed, "After all, they are not like us, sitting on the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers rich in spiritual energy, so it is difficult to ask them to back down for a while. ”
The moon sets and the sun rises, and the sky breaks.
The disciples of the Qingping sect suddenly discovered that the common people had not begun to work for a day, but had begun to gather in the market.
Little by little, the crowd gathered, talking about the note from last night, and they came towards the Qingping Sect General Altar.
At first there were only a few young people, but gradually old people and children came out, holding the statue of the star god and throwing it to the ground very defiantly.
"Bastard!" After listening to the disciple's report, the Jindan stage cultivator who hurried out in a hurry rose up, holding the dust in his hand, volleying under his feet, and breaking through the wind.
However, before the man could get close, he was caught by a jade fan, and the nine-foot jade stepped on the paper kite and grabbed his dust, looking indifferent, and then saw that the water in his hand was lifted and horizontal, and the Jindan monk was beaten to the ground.
"Folks, if you don't resist again, you and I will be fish and meat!" Xiao Ding didn't know when he held a big shovel, raised his arms high, and shouted: "Drive them out!
The Qingping Sect does not oppress the people on weekdays, but what happened in the past can only be remembered by Xiao Ding, so he will facilitate the assembly in that cellar and facilitate the transmission of information once every few days.
Which family suddenly disappeared today, whose relatives were forgotten tomorrow, if there was no Xiaoding, they would never be remembered again, and the crimes of the Qingping Sect would not be known.
"Give it to me!" Outside the main altar, another Jindan monk who arrived in a hurry shouted, his face was white and beardless, and his expression was hideous: "Insult the star god, be punished!"
The statue of the star god shattered to the ground is the voice of the people of Tangu, and the two great gods above his head are Xiao Ding's confidence.
Countless disciples streamed out from behind him like a tidal wave, shouting Long live the Star God.
But the people outside were not afraid at all, they held up their hands and shouted, "Get out!"
The nine-foot jade restrained the Jindan stage cultivator under his feet, and Ruan Qingqing dodged over, brushing the dust in his hand and connecting the white-faced Taoist to the vital point, almost suppressively and directly knocking him to the ground.
"Be honest. Ruan Qingqing stepped on his chest.
There was no difference between a cultivator who had just cultivated qi and an ordinary person, it was just a little more brute force, and the two sides fell into a scuffle.
Seeing that the few of his disciples could not defeat the majority, the Jindan stage cultivator who was restrained by the nine-foot jade turned his eyes, and the dust in his hand stabbed his waist and abdomen with lightning speed, and then the other hand quickly grabbed something and swallowed it.
I saw that black and red spell lines appeared densely on the dust, spreading all the way to him.
The sudden change in breath is comparable to returning to the ruins.
"Ruan Daoyou, be careful!" The nine-foot jade instantly looked up at Ruan Qingqing's side, and sure enough, the Jindan stage cultivator under her feet made the same move.
With a scream, the cultivator in front of the nine-foot jade burst out, and the dust in his hand was full of black-red light.
Boom!
A fan and a whisk of dust intersected, and the nine-foot jade sleeve on the hidden dragon erupted into a dragon groan, and then soared upward, with a golden light.
The fight outside was hot, and the nine-foot jade was afraid of hurting Xiao Ding and them, so he consciously wanted to lead this cultivator inside, but he smiled cruelly and didn't move at all.