Chapter Thirty-Seven: In the Bashui Hall
Suddenly, a huge black iron cage smashed down from the top of his head, as fast as lightning flashed, its length was nine feet, and its width was seven feet surplus.
Ye Luo dodged the flying spinning blade, touched the ground and flew out diagonally like a spring, and his head was cold in a cold sweat, and he was finally not trapped in it.
Ye Luo was still looking back at the droplets smashed by the iron cage, but his feet suddenly fell silently, and he fell three or four feet in a glance.
It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and he didn't know whether his eyes were open or closed. Falling rapidly, my heart was uneasy, my heart was beating faster, and my breath was briefly short.
After a few moments, the speed of the fall decreased, and a faint trace of light was visible.
Ye Luo pinched the hilt of his sword, and the fear in his heart also decreased a lot. I thought to myself, if I took my life, it would be impossible to reduce the speed of the fall, probably the entrance of the temple to enter the Bashui Hall. Zhao Yingang values it so much, it must be a loyal soldier cultivated by his subordinates, not controlled by Bai Chongyang, and has been built for many years, and the Tangkou organ is hidden, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger, and you can go through it!
The charcoal pot filled with fire crackled and burned, and the fire illuminated the ground hole and the crossroads were bright in all directions, and an underground dark river in front of him was clear and flowing quietly.
In the blink of an eye, his eyes were full of black brocade silk clothes with a big man with a knife, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Those snake guards pulled out their white blades together, pointed at Ye Luo's chest, and the knife edge was on his neck to confront each other, there were so many people that Ye Luo couldn't resist at all.
He hesitated for a moment, put the sword into the sheath, if he did something reckless, he would lose his life and would not be able to draw 10,000 strokes, besides, if he entered the Bashui Hall, he could be regarded as a guest, and the hall master would definitely not cut off his head without asking, looking for an opportunity to show the golden snake order, this group of little guys did not kneel to listen to the order, and glanced coldly at the leader in front of him.
"Take me to your hall master, I have something to know. ”
The leader stepped forward and sneered, "Is our hall master the one you can see if you want?" he took out his right hand and slapped Ye Luo's face twice.
"Haha...... The little baby with fine skin and tender meat, at first glance, has never seen the world, and when you enter the Bashui Hall, you are not wandering in the market, you have to abide by the rules, you think you can meet the hall master by saying a few words! If I take you to see it, then our hall master will not have no face, and it will be too worthless. ”
Ye Luo roared, condensed his strength, flipped his arms and threw a few punches, both of them fell to the ground.
Dengshi, who took the lead, reacted, his five fingers had locked his throat, and his breath became difficult.
The rushing force shook the sleeves of his shirt.
Ye Luo Senran smiled and said, "Lead the way!"
"Click!"
The leader let out an "ah", as if the neck bone was dislocated, and the pain was unbearable.
"If you don't want to die, you know it in your own heart. Ye Luo glanced sideways, and the shouts were like whippings, hitting the hearts of the people.
After a while, the leader changed his words: "Quick, quick, take him to see the hall master." ”
Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and exhaled slowly.
If you don't take some extreme measures and fight with these people, not to mention the odds of winning, it is inevitable to break your wrist and bones, and if you delay some recovery and recuperation, you will definitely miss a big deal.
Moreover, around the eighth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Yingang, the butcher Lao Wang, the elder brother Zhang Dalang, the little thief Drum Dancer and the horse official Lao Yang will all be escorted to Xiling County as slaves and cannot be delayed.
If you miss the opportunity to rob the prisoner on the way, you will be escorted to Xiling by Dali Temple, heavily guarded, let alone rescued, even if you steal a brick out, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.
The magnificent underground city, extremely strange, divided into horizontal and vertical dark workshops, teahouses and wine houses, music square tiles, row upon row, the cave walls under the courtyard are very few, but in each room, twenty-four snake carvings have their own forms, entwined and coiled.
After passing through many stone paths, he finally arrived at the hall of Bashui Hall, and the leader tilted his head and motioned to the snake guard to invite the hall master Ye Qingyi.
"Knock knock...."
The serpent guard knocked, but there was no sound.
Before the gong had passed, the hall master was still asleep.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
The quarrel was really impatient, the jade-faced scholar Ye Qingyi opened his eyes, a pair of arms were still wrapped around his neck, and he gently pushed his hand away.
I heard the guards shouting outside the door, there must be something urgent, otherwise those little guys would not disturb the rest of the two.
Ye Qingyi shouted: "What's the matter?"
"Someone in the hall is looking for you, young hall master!"
"Please come to the synagogue and say hello, and I'll be there later!"
In the land of the cave, the voice was dull, but Yurun's voice was very seductive, and when it reached the ears of the snake guard, he strode away.
"Duanduan, hurry up, there's something in the hall!" Ye Qingyi patted Zeng Xiangduan's face frame, pinched his face and said softly.
"Uh-huh...... It's still early, Brother Zi, let's go to sleep again!" he reached out and put his arm around his head and neck, and opened his eyes slightly.
"Sleep again, Brother Zi!" the voice was so long, with a slight squeamish taste.
Ye Qingyi is the youngest young hall master of Bashui Hall, and the previous hall master was Zhao Yingang.
Ten years ago, Zhao Yingang had just taken office as the master of Bashui Hall, and he received an order from the head altar of the snake hub to get rid of a major scourge in Jiangwan County, the county Chengliu Sanbao.
Coincidentally, he saved Ye Qingyi by mistake.
Liu Sanbao had an affair with the Li family of the Ye Mansion, and every time he had a tryst, in order to take care of the safety of the house, Master Ye had to pretend that he didn't know at all, smiled and catered to him, and flattered his wife Li.
Lee's lewdness-lust is up, and doing some good things in bed is always an eyesore. If you don't do it, you don't stop doing it, and ask the county Chengliu Sanbao for "broken intestines" and put it in Master Ye's meal, and he died of anger the next day.
He was also bought off by the Li family, claiming that he was suffering from a violent illness and suddenly died of shock.
Ye Qingyi wore linen and filial piety and buried his father.
Who knew that the Li family was vicious, for fear of the incident in the east window, he didn't even let go of his own son, and set fire to Ye Qingyi's bedroom at night, when Zhao Yingang arrived, he had already fainted and did not wake up.
Zhao Yingang took him back to Bashui Hall, found him a miracle doctor, and woke up three days after taking the medicine.
As for the "Brother Zi" that Zeng Xiang called in the port, it was all because his nurse called him "Zi'er", so she told Zeng Xiangduan this name, and called him so in the future.
Zeng Xiangduan has no parents since he was a child, raised by his brother and sister-in-law, most of the farmers pay attention to the ancestral ancestral genealogy, and consider the five elements of yin and yang, the second auspicious character in the family, and the five elements lack soil, turned the luni-solar calendar, and named it Xiangduan.
In the year of the great drought in Weiguo, the farmers were affected by disasters and starved all over the wilderness, and he and his brother and sister-in-law were separated in the process of exile, lonely and helpless, and were rescued by the snake guard after being found and rescued back to the church.
Zhao Yingang saw that the two of them had unique roots and bones, and they were good talents for sword cultivators, and in the future, they would be mixed in the snake guard and the dead, practicing some killing moves, practicing some martial arts, and fighting martial arts.
In less than five years, the two of them are already in the Hinayana realm, and the level of Gangli is also a full third grade. In the list of the thirty-six killers of the snake hub, it ranks first and second.
After Zhao Yingang became the head of the Snake Pivot Altar, he promoted the two to be the main and deputy masters of the second hall of Bashui Hall.
After a long period of affection, the two supported each other and planned together, and Bashui Hall was second to none among the twenty-four halls, reaching the scale of thousands of people.
In the dark streets of the rivers and lakes, I heard that the jade-faced scholar Ye Qingyi and the yellow-faced monkey Zeng Xiangduan were both good reputations, but they were also frightened, and the murder methods were only unexpected.
Ye Qingyi pinched his nostrils with two fingers, Zeng Xiangduan's heart was dull, his brain was buzzing, and he was sleepy.
Turning around, he knocked down Ye Qingyi, riding shirtless on his body and sneering: "Brother Zi, do you want me to pinch my nose too?"