Chapter Eighty-Four: Wei Long
Weilong Mountain is just north of Jinling City. It is the place where the imperial tombs gather, so there is a dragon and a tiger. They are usually heavily guarded. However, this is not a difficult task for the Dao Leader and the Shen Di. Under the cover of night, the two of them were completely lost.
"I don't know if the tracker posted in the morning has any effect. The Taoist thought to himself. He quickly made a few seals, calmed down and sensed the location of the paper man, and then said to the god on the side: "Follow me." I seem to have found it. ”
In addition to the yin qi that the imperial tomb should have, there is also a trace of evil qi that is like nothing, which makes the Taoist chief can't help but think of the one who was locked up in the heavenly prison.
Shen Tu was carrying a lamp in his hand at the moment. He threw a ghostly fire into the lamp, and by the glow of the green light he began to discern the direction. The yin qi here is too heavy, and if it is an ordinary fire, it is easy to be blown out by the yin wind. But he was dressed in a white robe and holding a lamp, looking even more terrifying than what might have been.
As they walked quickly through the woods, they heard the faint sound of branches breaking. The Dao Leader reacted very quickly, and pointed the sword in his hand sharply as he heard the voice, but he only felt the tip of the sword cutting through his flesh. A dark shadow rolled backwards a few times, and slowly walked out in the other direction.
It's the goatee during the day. His eyes narrowed, and he smiled like a weasel: "I didn't expect you to find this place so quickly, it seems that I overestimated you." ”
The wound on his shoulder was bubbling with a hint of black gas, and he looked unusually horrified. The Dao Leader stared at him deadly, and his tone was already furious: "This is evil qi! What are you cultivating! No wonder this thunder can't kill you this day!"
The goatee did not answer, but let out a woman's shriek. He reached out and broke open his wound, and a full human skin was shed.
"It's amazing...... Shen Tu looked at him dumbfounded, and was poked by the Taoist with his elbow: "Shut up." ”
"Whew...... Comfortable. Thank you for the compliment, little brother. ”
The woman who appeared in front of her was actually wearing only a light veil, which was really exposed, and there was a strange beauty against the backdrop of the ghost fire. She stretched out her hand and grabbed her hair, and when she saw that these two people were still looking at her, she smiled coquettishly: "What are you doing, you two stinky men are so indecent, you actually followed the slave family all the way here, what do you want to do!"
The Taoist looked at her impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense!
"Eh, it's so fierce!" she gently hooked the corners of her mouth: "I'll tell you if I win the slave family." ”
As soon as she finished speaking, a short knife appeared in her hand. This short knife is also wrapped with a trace of evil energy. The Dao Chief understood that once he was slashed by that knife, it would be difficult for the wounds on his body to heal again. I think that after he successfully sealed Houqing, he almost became a wasted person, and he didn't know how long he had been lying in Juling.
"Be careful!" he reminded him. The woman in front of her seemed to think that this young person was easy to deal with, and rushed towards him at once. At that moment, the black knife was already in his hand, and it was facing the short knife head-on, and the moment the two knives met, a piercing sound erupted in the grinding sound. The woman suddenly said that it was not good, turned around, and the Taoist chief had quietly walked behind her and stabbed her with a sword. She quickly leaned back to dodge, spun backwards and landed lightly on the ground.
"Master," Shen Tu couldn't help but ask, "Are we going to die or live?" ”
"As long as you can talk!"
"Okay!"
Before the woman landed and stood firmly, the yin qi around Shen Di's body skyrocketed dozens of times. His eyes were almost red, and the heavy black knife in his hand seemed to be about to break through all the voids, and instantly threw out an extremely fierce sword. The woman looked at the side in embarrassment and rolled around, but before she could make any more movements, Shen Tu had already come to her, and said expressionlessly: "Master asks you, hurry up!"
The woman, who was still out of breath, hooked her fingers at him and motioned for him to lean over. Shen Tu didn't know why, so he leaned his face closer, but he didn't expect her to take the opportunity to kiss his face, and then covered his mouth and smiled very coquettishly: "Brother, don't be so unkind-"
Before she could finish her sentence, Shen Tu jumped away as if she had been raped, and at the same time slashed through her face, cutting her face in two.
"Tsk", the Taoist chief walked over and looked at the miserable corpse on the ground: "Look at you, cut her like this, do you think she can still speak?"
"But she kissed me!" Shen Tu looked so aggrieved that he almost cried, as if he had some of the dirtiest thing in the world stuck to his face, and kept wiping the kissed half of his face with his sleeve.
"Okay, okay," the Taoist chief looked at him, trying his best not to let himself laugh, and comforted him perfunctorily: "Go back and ask your senior sister to drink ginger soup for you." ”
"Okay......" Shen Tu replied reluctantly, stretched out his hand to the woman's corpse, and made a "grab" movement in the air, and saw that her soul was suddenly caught, and she wandered in mid-air, so that it was not miserable. After doing this series of movements, he turned and stepped aside, not wanting to look at her more.
"Eh," the Taoist shook his head at her, "If you don't kiss him, there won't be so many things." Can you say it now? If you don't say it, you won't have a chance. ”
"But he's delicious," the woman licked the corners of her mouth, looking unfinished, and she didn't seem to be sad that she died: "This method of cultivating evil qi was taught to me by others, and I am only responsible for collecting souls and making the right phase immortal." ”
"Who is it?" she narrowed her eyes and showed that weasel-like expression again, "How could I tell you so easily." Unless you let me too-"
"Phew, send her to eighteen layers of hell!!"
"Okay, okay, no kidding," she pouted: "I was sick and dying that day, and suddenly a man appeared in front of me, and he asked me if I wanted to live, and I said yes, and he asked me to cultivate evil qi, and the best way is to kill people." ”
She thought for a moment and continued: "You said that I was so sick that I was dying, how could I see him clearly?
"It's okay," the Taoist waved his hand helplessly: "Death at the hands of the Ghost King, you are also considered a blessing." ”
The woman's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?
But before she could finish speaking, she vanished.
A man thought carefully in his heart, thinking about all the people he knew. But this clue alone is useless. Hou Qing is now in prison, is it possible that he is still in the world?
The Taoist couldn't help but think of the killing he had caused thousands of years ago. It was like a hellish scene, and he really didn't want to see it a second time in his life.
King Jizo once made a vow: "If hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha; But Hou Qing said to him, "I am hell." ”
"Master," Shen Tu reminded him, "there are five paper birds pecking at your head. ”
The Dao Chief's heart froze, afraid that something would happen to Yun at will in Ling Xuguan, so he sent so many thousand paper cranes over, so he hurriedly reached out and grabbed them all, took them down and unfolded them. The writing inside is twisted and crooked, because her words are too big, and can only be divided into five thousand paper cranes to write, but it is a slight improvement from before, and it is connected: "Master, someone asked you to help me in Muqiao Town." ”
The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious, someone asked the Taoist chief to do something, and Yun casually followed them first. Muqiao Town is not far from Ling Xuguan, and it is also a wealthy town, so presumably she is not in any danger. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and asked Shen Di, "Are you tired, can you travel overnight?"
When Shen Tu heard this, he came to his senses. He jumped on the spot a few times to show that he was alive, and the Taoist took out his scroll and sent them to Muqiao Town with a folding technique.
It was already late at night, and Yun Shu must have fallen asleep. It's definitely not appropriate to go to that land officer's house rashly. The two of them casually found an inn with the lights on and walked in.
The guy obviously didn't expect someone to come so late, he gave them the door key with sleepy eyes, and the whole person was about to slip off from behind the counter After inadvertently seeing the blood stains on Shen Di's body, he immediately sobered up a lot, and said with a full of anger: "The two guest officers Tianzi No. 4 room, upstairs turn left and the innermost room, what do you need, just command!"
"No, you sleep with yours, understand?" The Taoist chief apparently noticed the change in the man, so he smiled at him kindly, and then calmly went upstairs.
Neither of them had to sleep, so they only booked a room. As soon as he entered the door, he began to look curiously left and right, and the Taoist chief sat by the window and began to turn the cup in his palm.
"Master," Shen Tu suddenly sighed heartily, "It's so interesting to live with you. But what if they find me?
"Don't worry, they won't find you," said the Taoist chief firmly, "When you were a beggar before, you didn't care about anything." Now if something big happens, you can go back immediately, your master and I are so reasonable, just say it in advance. ”
Is Master really reasonable? But he nodded on the surface and continued to ask, "By the way, Master, after so many years, have you ever seen my brother?"
The Taoist chief seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak. His heart shook, and even his hand turning the cup stopped, blinked weakly, and turned his head out of the window: "Not yet." ”
...... Don't ask, if you don't want to be upset, really.
[Weilong Mountain] (Zheshan) is three hundred miles north, called Weilong Mountain. There is jasper on it, gold in its yang, and iron in its yin. The fertile water comes out of the Yan, and the east flow is poured into Gaoze, which has many stones. The water of open iron comes out, and the north flow is poured into Daze.