A copper coin engraved with "Zhou Wu Jingshun" lay quietly on the table. This copper coin was brought out by him from Kwai City, which is different from other copper coins in Mobei.

The Taoist looked at the square-hole round cake on the table and did not answer immediately. Wei Xiaodao's eyes hope that this copper coin is one of the few things in Kwai Cheng on his body, and it can be said that it is also Wei Xiaodao's thoughts about Kwai Cheng!

Kwai Cheng money, send Kwai Cheng ghosts, the young man knows that the three separations don't worry!

After being silent for a long time, the man sighed before he said leisurely: "Yes, I am unlucky to meet you today!"

Then he picked up the pen again and wrote on the yellow sheet paper, "The four of them should be blessed, Jiangzuo Sima Yi." ”

Seeing that the Taoist put away his pen again, Wei Xiaodao laughed from the bottom of his heart for the first time since leaving Kwai City. The mood that has been suppressed for a long time has also been soothed a lot.

The Taoist wrote the "entry table" and folded it into a long strip. Then write on it, "Listen to the heavens, and go down to the underworld." Then he took out a small seal from his bosom and put a stamp on the watch, and then handed the watch to Wei Xiaodao.

Wei Xiaodao solemnly took the yellow watch, feeling a little heavy. It's not this thin piece of yellow paper that matters, but his feelings for Kwai Cheng and his old friends.

Of course, he doesn't believe in any gods and Buddhas, and he doesn't believe that people can turn into ghosts and enter the netherworld after death. But if he wants to do something for the dead Wei Laodao and his old friends, he has to do something, even if it is a self-deceptive thing.

In the expression of the Taoist who had made a loss-making deal, Wei Xiaodao bowed to the Taoist and sincerely thanked him. The Taoist also bowed his hand and began to clean up the stall.

In winter, the sun sets early, and the bread is almost cold in the Taoist's delay. Seeing that it was about to get dark, Wei Xiaodao decided to go back quickly.

Fortunately, it is not far from Suning's yard here, and he is more or less familiar with the nearby area. If he remembers correctly, it would have been at least a big circle to walk from the avenue. And there is an alley nearby, as long as you pass through the alley, it is Suning's house, which can save a lot of time!

The alley is so narrow that only one person can pass through. No one cleaned the snow on the ground, and there was a "click, click" sound when you stepped on it.

Walking to the middle of the alley, Wei Xiaodao stopped. Because there was a man who came from the other side of the alley. The two met in the middle of the alley, and they were both quite embarrassed.

The alley is too narrow, and no one can get past it if they come face to face. No wonder it's a shortcut, but almost no one goes.

The person on the other side suddenly laughed twice, and couldn't help but make Wei Xiaodao look at the person.

The man was a young man of about eighteen years old, with a baby face and his hair tied back with a red rope. He was dressed in a cyan winter coat with a white fox fur collar around his neck. With a three-foot long sword hanging from his waist, he seems to be a swordsman, and he is also a swordsman with a very high status.

It's just that this man is a little short, and he is only four feet seven (one meter six) by sight. Coupled with his youthful baby face, he looks like sixteen at the age of his early eighteen.

Seeing that Wei Xiaodao was looking at himself, the man smiled heartily again. He picked up the long sword and held it in his hand, then leaned sideways against the wall, motioning for Wei Xiaodao to go first.

Wei Xiaodao was not polite, and also squeezed sideways. It's just that this alley is too narrow, and people have passed, but the oil cake that Wei Xiaodao was holding under his arm fell to the ground.

It stands to reason that the oil cake fell to the ground, and Wei Xiaodao should pick it up immediately. Anyway, the cake is wrapped in kraft paper, and it won't get dirty if it falls on the ground.

But Wei Xiaodao didn't move, just stood there and suddenly asked, "Looking for you?!"

The one-meter-six swordsman in brocade clothes glanced left and right and said to Wei Xiaodao: "In Xia Cheng Ye Ming, what is the unfulfilled wish of the little brother?"

Wei Xiaodao didn't report his name, but said in a cold tone: "Give me a knife!"

It is said that the moon is dark and the wind is high to kill the night, but the winter is also a good time to be sunny and snowy.

Just as Wei Xiaodao and Cheng Yeming squeezed past, more than a dozen sturdy men with knives appeared at both ends of the alley. With a fierce look in their eyes, they slowly approached the two of them, and they looked like they were here to kill people!

People must be coming for Cheng Yeming, Wei Xiaodao has only been in Dahe City for a little more than half a month, who would be idle to come to him for trouble, and also find a narrow alley at both ends?

And these people must have planned to kill unrelated people together, otherwise they could have stopped Wei Xiaodao when he was about to enter the alley.

Turning a blind eye to Wei Xiaodao shows that they don't want to change their plans because of the sudden accident. As for the solution to the accident, it is also simple, just kill it together.

"Can you kill?"

Cheng Yeming looked at the young man in front of him with interest, although he looked like a teenager with a one-meter-six baby face, he felt that his martial arts were world-beating, and it was not a year or two to mix in the rivers and lakes, and looking at Wei Xiaodao was naturally the mentality of adults looking at children.

Wei Xiaodao didn't care about Cheng Yeming's gaze, but said lightly: "I've eaten military meals for a few years." ”

"Take it!"

Cheng Yeming was speechless, and gave the long sword in his hand to Wei Xiaodao. He himself drew a short dagger, and in the narrow alley, the long sword could not be wielded.

"In a moment, you take your sword and stab it forward!"

It has already been said that the alley is narrow, and the long sword cannot be used at all. But Cheng Yeming didn't mean to pit Wei Xiaodao, he turned around with a dagger, turned his back to Wei Xiaodao and said, "I'll fight forward in a while, and you take a sword to protect my back." ”

"Maybe we can kill it!"

"What if you can't kill it?"

Cheng Yeming smiled, squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and said: "Then we can only meet each other, and the big tomb is good to sleep together!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yeming rushed forward with a dagger in his hand!

It's just that Wei Xiaodao didn't move, he didn't believe Cheng Yeming, his life was still in his own hands.

The long sword was leaned against the wall of the alley by Wei Xiaodao, and he called Wei Xiaodao not to use a sword!

"What fucking bad luck!"

Five fingers clenched Wei Xiaodao and scolded in a low voice, and a powerful man shot out like an arrow from the string on his feet! Just from the killing posture, it can be seen that Wei Xiaodao's martial arts are definitely higher than Cheng Ye Ming.

In an instant, Wei Xiaodao had already arrived in front of a big man. Before the man could react, Wei Xiaodao had already swung his fist upward.

There was a crisp "click", and the fist hit the big man's throat accurately. Under the broken laryngeal bone, it is inevitable that it will be difficult to breathe. The last breath is still in the lungs, and the next breath is no longer breathing.

The pain that followed made the strong man want to cover his throat with his hand, but Wei Xiaodao didn't give him this chance!

When he closed his fist, Wei Xiaodao pulled the man's collar and brought the person forward. Almost subconsciously, the strong man took two steps forward and leaned forward slightly.

Wei Xiaodao withdrew his fist, and quickly grabbed the strong man's hair again. With a hard hand, Wei Xiaodao pulled his hair and slammed the man's head against the wall!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

One, two, three... After more than a dozen strokes, Wei Xiaodao let go of his hand, and a seven-foot man slowly fell to the ground, leaving only a shocking red and white mark on the wall!