Echoing the noodle shop is a two-storey teahouse with a loud storyteller.

Mu Shenxiang left the judge's pen gold ingots and arranged for him to go to the teahouse opposite to listen to the book, the real purpose was to keep an eye on the movements of the noodle shop.

In addition to the main entrance, the noodle shop also has a window about four feet long and wide.

Mu Shenxiang Jiuzhang arithmetic is very good, if Jin Yuan Bao goes to the second floor of the teahouse to listen to books, the angle between the position by the window on the second floor and the window of the noodle shop is enough for Jin Yuan Bao to see all the movements in the room of the noodle restaurant.

Of course, the second reason why Mu Shenxiang left the gold ingots is that the gold ingots really like to listen to books, and he didn't feel bored when he left him to monitor the noodle restaurant.

In the end, the ghost ghost also forced him to stay, because once there was a fight, the ghost ghost was afraid that the gold ingots would not be able to deal with it alone.

Everything was arranged, Dou Jingpeng and the two girls and "Ye Xuanzi", Mu Shenxiang, and Gu Chunyao drove towards the west of the town, the purpose was to see how the "Weasel Daxian" ended, and if you want to solve this case, you can't let go of every detail.

Details determine success or failure, and this trip may not be able to peek at some clues, but the process must be carried out and cannot be omitted.

After the six of them walked away, the ghost and the gold ingots walked leisurely towards the teahouse, and they must pretend to be calm and relaxed, so that others could not see their true purpose.

The reason why the two of them set off after the six people walked away was also to confuse everyone's sight and set off together, much like a planned action.

Time must be diverted.

In general, in poor places, there are more teahouses and fewer taverns, because wine is more expensive than tea, and small gatherings are essential, so teahouses are popular.

The storyteller is like a river, telling the story of the Chu and Han dynasties, and the gold ingots are rich in knowledge and listen to more books.

He knew that the story of Chu and Han told by the storyteller in front of him was slightly different from the one introduced in the book, but in order to exaggerate the atmosphere and arouse the emotions of the guests, the storyteller had to make some changes.

The gold ingots did not interrupt, the guests came to listen to the book for pleasure, and their interest could not be interrupted.

The ghost went to the counter and brought the tea tray, a pot of tea, two cups.

The two of them chose the table by the window and sat down as planned, and each of them poured a cup of tea, the brown color was green and yellow, it was Maojian green tea, but it was slightly cloudy, just an ordinary Maojian.

The two of them don't mind, the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, and they don't come here to taste tea, but to investigate the case.

The storyteller praised and belittled Liu a little, especially when it came to the Hongmen banquet, and he deeply regretted Xiang Yu for letting Liu Bang go.

Speaking of farewell to my concubine, when Wujiang killed himself, he was even more impassioned.

"This storyteller doesn't seem to be very fair, Liu Bang is a hero of the world, although his education level is not high, he can be regarded as a real hero, how did he get to the mouth of the storyteller, a little treacherous and obscene. "The ghost is a little dissatisfied with the storyteller.

Fortunately, it was not the wood god who heard it, and the wood god worshipped the royal emperor very much, and if he heard these stories, he would be angry.

"Just listen to it, the storyteller beats the castanets so loudly and proudly, there must be some preparations behind the scenes, let's stop complaining, it's all for the sake of livelihood and food. The gold ingots admonished.

"Sure enough, people who have read books just don't speak the same way. The ghost took a sip of tea.

There's nothing good to see outside, and it seems a little unnatural to always look out the window.

The two had to take advantage of everyone's inattention and secretly glanced at the noodle restaurant diagonally below the opposite side.

There was no movement, and the ghost was a little impatient, so he walked to the tea table next door.

Two middle-aged people at the tea table next door are playing chess, which is a chess game with nine longitudes, ten latitudes and thirty-two sons, and the middle of the chess is written in a small seal script with the Chu River Han Boundary.

The ghost only knows that the four characters in the middle are small seals, and does not know the "Chu River Han Realm", but it is just similar to the four characters of "Chu River Han Realm".

The storyteller on the stage talked about the dispute between Chu and Han, and the two people in the audience fought the Chu and Han games, which was a bit of an artistic conception.

The ghost clever object chess is still a bit studied, and now the red side of the middle pawn has crossed the river two moves, if you cooperate with the horse, further step, the black convenience is a dead end.

Seeing that Black picked up the "cannon", the ghost could only keep shaking his head beside him.

Dou Jingpeng and the six of them came to the altar, the worshippers were almost gone, and several people in white were carrying boxes, which were full of gold, silver and jewelry.

The wood god looked angry, and the "Weasel Immortal" looted the people's fat and ointment in broad daylight, and the crime was extremely evil.

Seeing that there were six more people in front of him, one of the white-clothed men stopped what he was doing and said proudly: "The rattle has been sold out, if you still want to turn evil into good fortune, you have to give each person another three taels of gold, we have the Soul Suppression Pill." ”

"Tian is shameless, I want to see your 'Weasel Immortal'. "The wood god did not restrain his anger.

"Master is channeling, that is, to pass the word to the immortals of the Heavenly Palace, and I don't have time to see you. The man in white said.

The wood god flew up and kicked the man in white to the ground.

"Fellow disciples, someone has come to the Holy Ancestral Temple to make trouble, go and inform the Master. The man in white wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, dragged his left elbow with his right hand, and extended his index and middle fingers with his left hand, pointing at the tip of his nose.

"The demons disturbed the Holy Ancestor Temple, and the Da Luo Immortal was about to appear. ”

After the man in white finished speaking, he suddenly launched a lot of hidden weapons, and Mu Shenxiang was also an expert in hidden weapons, his cuffs trembled, and the cow drizzle needle was immediately released, knocking all the hidden weapons to the ground, and among them, there was the same blood dart that killed Xiao Cui.

"Bold demons, dare to disrespect the immortals in the Heavenly Palace. "Weasel Daxian" flew out.

Daxian pulled out his long sword and gently slashed the finger of his middle finger, and suddenly found that his whole body was yellow, and he was shrouded in a layer of golden light.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples immediately stretched out their index fingers and middle fingers with their left and right hands, and then merged them in front of their chests, chanting the words in their mouths: "Disciple of the seventeenth generation of the Holy Ancestor, accept the grace of heaven." ”

Others may not know, but Dou Jingpeng knows everything about the vision in front of him, although the golden light emitted by the Great Immortal is not generated by urging internal force, it is indeed caused by the long sword in his hand.

Once, when Dou Jingpeng saw Pang Qiushui using the Red Blood Sword, he also emitted such a golden light once.

The current long sword must have the same path as the red blood sword, and it has the same effect.

"Weasel Daxian" lifted the long sword and stabbed at the wood god, the tip of the sword flashed with golden light, as if walking against the wind.

"Be careful, Second Brother Mu!" Dou Jingpeng pushed Mu Shenxiang away, Dou Jingpeng knew the power of the long sword in front of him, and used ten thousand swords to one, concentrating the strength of the sword on the tip of the sword, separating the sword of "Weasel Great Immortal".

"Surround it!" "Weasel Daxian" commanded.

The disciples then surrounded the six Dou Jingpeng in the circle, they were not blindly killing and fighting, but the opposite people kept exchanging weapons, using the weapons to attack the six Dou Jingpeng when they were running in the air, which seemed to have the effect of the sword.

Dou Jingpeng seemed familiar with the scene in front of him, and finally remembered that when he was in Longpan Mountain, when the Nanban Five Ghosts dealt with Shan Senior, they used this trick.

"What is the relationship between you and the 'Southern Barbarian Five Ghosts'?" Dou Jingpeng asked sharply.

"Weasel Daxian" was suddenly afraid, the young man in front of him actually knew the "Nanban Five Ghosts", he must have guessed according to the formation of his disciples, it seems that this formation will not work for the six of them.

"Weasel Daxian" seems to be deliberately obscuring: "I don't know!" After speaking, the long sword picked up a Tai Chi Liangyi diagram on his chest, the black and white colors kept spinning, and he shouted in his mouth, "Taishang Laojun seals the furnace array!"

The surrounding disciples immediately changed their formations, no longer throwing the weapons in their hands, but like the "Weasel Great Immortal", they rotated the weapons in their hands in front of their chests.

The speed of the weapon was very fast, and it should have been very cool, but Dou Jingpeng and the six of them were as hot as baking in a fire.

Soon, the six of them were sweating profusely and their faces were red.

"Snow Falling Pear Blossom Frost Sword!" The combination of the snow character recipe and the Han Sect, although the unified sword technique is more powerful the higher it goes, but the sword technique of the lower layer also has an effect that the upper layer does not have.

For example, the unity of ten thousand swords cannot exude cold energy, and some of the sword moves of the Snow Character Technique and the Han Sect have this effect, so in the process of fighting, it is necessary to adapt immediately and flexibly use the unified sword technique, of course, the higher the level of the unified sword technique, the greater the power and lethality.

Not only that, the use of the unified sword technique is also related to physical strength and internal force, if the current physical strength or internal force is insufficient, it may not be able to promote the unity of ten thousand swords or above the level, but it is possible to use a low-level sword style.

The use of the "Snow Falling Pear Blossom Frost Sword" in front of him was the best choice, and soon the temperature dropped, and Dou Jingpeng and the six of them also felt a lot more comfortable, and their complexion gradually changed.

The big-headed Gu Chunyao wielded a sledgehammer and disrupted the surrounding white-clothed people.

Dou Jingpeng is another move to return ten thousand swords to one, and the martial arts of "Weasel Daxian" are not weak, plus his long sword is different, so this war is quite difficult.

Mu Shenxiang, Gu Chunyao, Situ Lanlan and Xiao Kaiyan dealt with the white-clothed disciples.

Dou Jingpeng and "Ye Xuanzi" fought with "Weasel Daxian", Dou Jingpeng's old injuries were good, but just now he used too much force, some of the old wounds have been torn, and many places of his clothes have been impregnated.

Situ Lanlan felt distressed for a while, so she rushed over, and the three of them fought with the "Weasel Immortal".

"Weasel Daxian" is one against three, not falling behind, and the wood gods, gold ingots and Xiao Kaiyan did not take too many benefits, and for a while, the Holy Ancestor Temple swords and swords.

Mu Shenxiang regretted for a while, he shouldn't have messed up when he came, or brought fifteen catchers quickly.