A middle-aged man with a thin figure and a haggard face was pacing back and forth in the viewing garden.

From time to time, I had a conversation with the boy who was sweeping the floor on the side, and then looked around with an anxious face.

Cycle.

"Fairy Child, that Dao Master has been gone for an hour, why hasn't Qingxu Zhenren come yet?"

The boy laughed and groaned at first, but then he looked distressed, his chest tightened and his breath was short.

Every once in a while, the middle-aged man would ask this question, and the interval was extremely short, word for word.

The boy didn't know what was going on, but he was very clever, and when he rolled his eyes, he found a legitimate reason to deal with it.

"The believer should not be in a hurry, the Lord of the Views is always in meditation, and he cannot be disturbed for the time being, and he will come to see him in a while. ”

The middle-aged man pressed his hand on his chest, rolled up his sleeves and took a look, sighing again and again.

He walked back and forth a few steps and asked, "Fairy Child, ...... that Dao Master?"

Before the words were finished, I saw a sloppy and strange young Taoist approaching him.

This person is more than six feet tall, with long messy hair, wearing a cyan robe, disheveled and tall and short, with a slightly open placket, a small cyan gourd and a cyan cloth bag tied around his left and right waists, and a blackboard on his back.

Before the person arrived, there was a smell of alcohol in his face.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then looked behind the young Taoist.

Empty.

The boy was overjoyed, beckoned to the young Taoist, turned around and quickly said to the middle-aged man, "This is the Qinghan Dao Chief, the master and nephew of the master." ”

After saying that, he trotted all the way and was far away.

"Old man Li?"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

"Oh? no, I'm the old man's...... I am Li Feng, the son of Li Yuan, the head of Li Village, Qingqiu Town, dare to ask Where is the real person of Changqing?" The middle-aged man came back to his senses and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

"Qingxu is dying, I'll go with you, lead the way. Qing Han waved his hand and snorted lightly through his nose.

Li Feng was stunned in place, looking Qing Han up and down, and secretly smiled bitterly.

This Dao Chang turned out to be the Qinghan Dao Chang who had never shown his face, and this appearance was too inconsistent with the rumored image of the master.

"Dao Chief, there are hundreds of strongmen in the Golden Dao Village, all of whom have been soldiers and have five big and three rough ......" Li Feng said here with an embarrassed look, and asked hesitantly, "Why don't you ask the Dao Chief?"

Qing Han smiled and said nothing.

But he scolded in his heart.

Little thing, who do you think you are insulting? When Lao Tzu started practicing, your grandfather was still in the womb!

He stroked his loose hair, pinched the recipe with one hand, and said something in his mouth.

"Ten miles of shape, a hundred miles of chasing the wind. ”

Suddenly, there was wind under his feet, his clothes were hunting, and he turned around to leave.

Li Feng saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately rushed over and hugged Qing Han's legs.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold it, he cried out loudly, "Li Feng has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I ask the Taoist to help me, save Lijia Village, and save my poor daughter!"

"Then what nonsense are you talking about? You want your daughter to be the lady of the village? Hurry up and lead the way!"

Qing Han saw that Li Feng was going to cry, and he was already irritable, so he kicked Li Feng away.

.............

Along the way, Li Feng kept talking, and said some things about the Golden Dao Mountain bandits in bits and pieces, and Qing Han also had some understanding.

These mountain bandits suddenly appeared in Pakistan one day, wearing armor different from the local soldiers, somehow mixed with the border guards and entered Pakistan, and as soon as they were discovered, they immediately occupied Jindao Mountain and fell into the grass as bandits.

The terrain of the Golden Knife Mountain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are hundreds of bandits.

At the beginning, these mountain bandits were relatively restrained, Jindao Mountain was not far from Qingqiu, and I heard that Qingxu Lao Dao was profound and nosy, so he just robbed passers-by or villagers of some food and some things outside the body that did not hurt the fundamentals.

And they never robbed the same village for a short time, so most of the travelers who were robbed considered themselves unlucky, and did not want to attract greater revenge for a small matter.

It's just that after a long time, from beginning to end, those mountain bandits also began to be restless, and they heard that Qingqiu's disciples withered and now there are only two left, and Qingxu is already old.

The rest of the one had never been seen for what it really was, and most of it was in vain, so it gradually began to go even further.

However, the three masters were cautious, and they just let out the wind to test and not start.

The two of them were about to walk to the foot of the mountain, Li Feng still kept talking about things, and there were some bits and pieces of useful things at first, but later they became messy lace.

Qing Han was irritable and silent all the way, and he had to take a deep breath every once in a while.

"The alleys in the capital of Pakistan are full of beautiful women, with ...... faces and figures."

"I spent all my money when I went a few years ago, and I haven't saved it yet, so it would be nice if I could go again......"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I didn't hold it when I was young, and I had a daughter in a daze, but my dad liked it so much that he looked at me tightly. ”

"This daughter is also a disaster, it is also a good thing to be robbed by mountain bandits, and I have a marriage with the big boss of Liu Jindao, I can also get some benefits, but the old man said, if you can't keep your granddaughter, you won't have my son, it's really troublesome." ”

Li Feng said this from the bottom of his heart, sighed again and again, his face was even more haggard and pale, and his body was still a little trembling.

"The widow of the Liu family......"

"Shut up!"

Qing Han suddenly pulled Li Feng to his side and looked up at the dense weeds above the left.

Li Feng followed his gaze and saw the grass, and trembled imperceptibly.

The corners of Qing Han's mouth curled slightly, and he said slowly, "The benefactor above, if you want to come to me to see the incense, you don't need to be so sneaky." ”

At this time, the hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword body trembled slightly.

Li Feng's face changed greatly, and he screamed strangely, as if he was frightened, and crawled backwards and ran all the way.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared in the grass, and they jumped down and came to the opposite side of Qinghan.

These people are wearing brown armor and holding silver knives, all of them have fierce faces.

Faintly speaking, the swarthy man with a nine-ring broadsword in his hand, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a black beard is the main one.

The big man glanced at Qing Han's hand holding the hilt of the sword, on the big board behind him, and on his temples and retracted his gaze.

In the end, it fell on Qing Han's calm face, he didn't even look at Li Feng, and shouted in a deep voice, "The Taoist priest is so clever, don't be nosy, I Xie Jiu can still let you live!"

Qing Han laughed, pulled out the board from behind him and fell to the rocks.

The dull sound of collision entered two feet, and the mountain stone cracked a large crack.

Qing Han put his hands on the hilt of the sword for a long time, and then turned his head and glanced at it coldly.

Ten zhang away, Li Feng retreated at some point, hiding behind a tree and revealing one eye to quietly observe this side, his gaze kept flickering, and when he saw Qing Han looking over, he quickly shrank back.

At this time, one of the mountain bandits subconsciously tilted his head back.

Xie Jiu glared at the mountain bandit fiercely, and the man quickly lowered his head and was silent.

"Pick that Taoist scoop up!"

Xie Jiu's eyes were fierce, and he immediately shouted, and he was about to rush over.

The dozen or so mountain bandits hesitated and looked at each other.

Soon, his eyes were also fierce, and he rushed towards Qing Han with a big knife one by one.

That Xie Jiu paused and slowly retreated.

Qing Han's eyes flashed, and he pulled out the Sun Chasing Sword violently, bringing up a piece of rubble.

Ignoring the slashing light from three sides, picking up the big board and being on the spot is a sweep.

With a few sonorous clicks, they cut off their broadswords, and the broken blades flew sideways and stuck in the earthen wall.

The arms of these bandits were instantly paralyzed by severe pain, and the fierceness in their eyes suddenly dissipated, and their hearts were terrified.

looked at Qing Han's coldly swept gaze and retreated again and again.

"Ninth Master, this idea is too hard, let's withdraw it!"

"Hey, where is the Ninth Master?"

"His uncle, this dark ditch has run away!"

In a panic and scolding, a mountain bandit turned around and ran.

One takes the lead, and the others immediately follow suit.

Qing Han raised his eyebrows slightly, pinched his fingers and stood on his chest, his lips and teeth lightly reciting words.

"Ten miles of shape, a hundred miles of chasing the wind. ”

A strong wind swept across the mountain road, blowing up billowing smoke and dust.

Qing Han's figure carrying a big board on his shoulder suddenly appeared not far in front of the mountain bandits who were fleeing for his life, and looked at the oncoming man with a smile.

This is the one that runs the fastest.

The big man's face was sluggish, his mouth was wide open, and his legs fell to the ground with a pop.

The people behind were stunned for a long time when they saw this, and some even rubbed their eyes vigorously, and their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

The big man who was running the fastest came back to his senses with a shudder, and quickly put his forehead on the ground and began to beg for mercy loudly.

"Dao Ye spare his life! Dao Ye spare his life!"

The people in the back have a strong ability to imitate.

"Dao Ye spares my life, I was forced!"

"I was also forced, the little one is a deserter!"

"The little one has never killed anyone, the Taoist ......"

......

"It's the ....... woman"

As soon as these words came out, they choked back, and these big men immediately quieted down, their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled spasms, and there was a faint trace of black qi wandering on their faces.

Qing Han closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the blue and gray color in his eyes rolled, he carefully glanced around, and then looked back, Li Feng had already disappeared.

Qing Han showed a meaningful smile, and as soon as his palm turned over, a piece of yellow paper with vermilion runes appeared on it.

Then he put two fingers into a sword on his forehead, and said something in his mouth.

"Rushing to the sky and breaking through the earth, the ghosts are destroyed, the gods are gone, the evil ghosts have no potential, and the demons are destroyed. ”

Qing Han's fingers hooked, and these big men immediately fell to the ground and snorted, sweat like rain and green tendons burst out, the facial features were tangled and distorted, and black smoke continued to emit from the seven orifices, drifting towards Qing Han, circling and intertwining at the fingertips.

When the black smoke no longer came out, the black gas on Qing Han's fingertips was already extremely dense and turned into a drop of black ink floating around.

Qing Han's eyes showed a cold light and wiped the yellow paper runes hard, and he heard a miserable snort.

"Qiankun line!"

Qing Han let out a low groan, and the yellow paper immediately burned and turned into ashes.

I blew a breath of green air.

The ashes quickly fused and turned into a gray dot that floated on the fingertips.

The gray dot flickered a few times, and quickly extended indefinitely to the southeast, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated into a deep mountain in the shape of a knife blade in the distance.

Qing Han frowned, thoughtful.

These big men have long since come to their senses, they can't see the black qi and gray lines, but they can feel that the fatal feeling in their bodies has disappeared, and they can know the cause and effect after a little thought.

At this moment, the rest of his life after the catastrophe was extremely excited, but when he saw the man looking in the direction of Jindao Mountain without saying a word, his heart immediately became worried, and he stood in place but did not dare to move.

Qing Han retracted his gaze and glanced at these people, and there was no bloody aura of others on his body.

"You can go, get together again and do evil, I will know, then you will definitely die!"

Everyone hurriedly said yes, exhaled as if relieved, and there was a trace of trance in their eyes, and they all took off their armor and threw it on the ground with the broken knife.

After a brief conversation with each other, they bowed respectfully to Qing Han, and scattered in a hurry, going their separate ways.