The young man in the green shirt was interested: "But the white-clothed view where the white-clothed saint lives?"

The big man smiled contemptuously, it seemed that he was a short-lived ghost who fell at the feet of the white-clothed saint: "Could it be that there is a second white-clothed temple in this world?" Seeing that you are young, I don't care about you, get out of the way quickly, and when I get the title deed of this restaurant, I will take you to meet the white-clothed saint." ”

The young man in the green shirt was a little happier again: "The white-clothed saint can be seen now, Xiao Ke not long ago, he had a relationship with the saint, but he didn't have a deep conversation, it's really a pity." ”

The big man said impatiently: "The old man of the sage, he came back not long ago, saying that he wanted to step up the practice of medicine for the villagers, and he has been practicing the holy medicine in the temple for the past few days and nights. ”

The big man walked straight to the shopkeeper Hu, and saw that the young man in the green shirt did not get out of the way, and his heart became even more impatient: This kid really doesn't recognize the promotion, if it weren't for the fact that he would send you to the saint master to practice medicine in a while, and you could get a reward of five taels, Lao Tzu really wanted to scrape this thief who didn't know how to live or die with one palm.

Just as the big man was about to bypass the young man in green shirts, he saw a faint smile slowly appear on the young man's face.

The young man in the green shirt slowly closed the fan and said in a very soft voice: "That's good." ”

Dahan saw a flower in front of him, the young man in the green shirt was gone, and then a green shirt appeared in front of him, and then his chest was hot and cold.

Watching the young man in the green shirt pull out the blood-stained fan, the big man looked down and found that there was a small round hole in his chest, and he fell down as soon as his heels were soft, and the small round hole in his chest was like a small fountain, spraying out blood flowers all over his face, the more anxious he was, the more powerful the fountain became, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, his body twitched inmobly, and finally the fountain stopped, and his body never moved again.

A pair of dead eyes, a mouth like a cup filled with blood that had just spurted out of the fountain of blood.

Many years later, Hu Zhong was still terrified when he recalled this night, and he deliberately tore off a page on the check-in account sheet, because there was a name on that page: Jade Fan Hou.

The young man in the green shirt dragged the dead man out of the store, led two horses, and ran west.

The white-clothed temple is in a mountain nest, a large hall, a row of side rooms, and nothing else, the surrounding woods are luxuriant, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see that there is a Taoist temple here, it is really difficult to associate it with the white-clothed saint.

On the mountain road in front of the white-clothed view, suddenly remembered a sound of horses' hooves, a black-clothed man tied a white flag on his back, the flag was written with a big dead word, it was particularly dazzling in the night when the bright moon was high, the big man rode on a horse and galloped in front of the Taoist temple, and after a while, six black shadows jumped out of the view, one of the black shadows said: "Isn't that the sixth old?" Go, ride a horse and follow to see!"

After a while, five horsemen rushed out of the Taoist temple and chased after the big man.

The sound of hooves on the horse road gradually disappeared, and a young man in a green shirt walked slowly in front of the Taoist temple, and walked into the Taoist temple like a leisurely stroll.

The boy groaned.

A dark shadow walked out of the black door: "I didn't expect it, there are still people in this view!"

The young man knocked his head with a fan: "Yes, I really didn't expect it." ”

The black shadow shouted: "Tell me quickly!"

The young man cried with a sad face: "Alas, I am the mortal rival of this white-clothed saint, you don't bet me to the white-clothed saint now, and those people will come back in a while, how many shares of your credit will be divided?"

The black shadow showed half of its white teeth, and escorted the young man to a statue in a side room.

The young man looked at the idol in front of him: "The saint is hiding under this idol?"

The black shadow stared at him, and the other hand was about to turn the idol: "Less nonsense!"

At this moment, the young man shouted again: "Alas! I suddenly thought that what you didn't expect was not at all the same as what I didn't expect! I didn't expect that there were seven people as stupid as the black man!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the black shadow hurriedly waved the sword in his hand and slashed to the right, he was surprised to find that the speed of his sword swing could not keep up with the speed of the young man's movement to the right, the cold light of the sword blade and the white flower neck were obviously only an inch long distance, the young man ran around him, but was pulled farther and farther, and finally the young man disappeared from in front of him, and when he heard the young man's voice again, it came from behind him: "I am here to send you the last piece of advice in your life, you must listen to it, that is, never look back!"

The shadow man turned his head sharply, only to see an open white fan, the tip of which was stained with a layer of blood.

He never expected that he would tear off his neck when he turned around, and he could still hear the sound of neat cut blood and blood gushing on his neck, and his head was like a spinning top spinning in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground and rolled far away.

The young man in the green shirt bowed to the headless corpse in front of him, moved the statue, and a secret passage entrance appeared, and a fishy smell came out from the bottom, and the young man covered his nose and walked down.

In a long, dark tunnel, a white figure, in the light of a flickering candle, cut something with scissors on the board.

As if he didn't pay attention to the young man in green shirt who was slowly walking towards him behind him, the white figure only symbolically turned his head before, thinking that the people behind him would be scared out, but the people behind him did not retreat at all, but walked closer and closer, the white shadow put down the scissors in his hand, panted, and scolded like a duck: "Get out!! Get out of here, you should all be in the wind in your ears?!!

As he spoke, the even more angry man picked up the scissors and was about to stab them back, but when he turned around, he saw a strange young man, and the scissors he raised were embarrassed to scrape the white powder on his face.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember that this was his own territory, and shouted again: "Where did you come from, wild boy, get out!"

The young man in the green shirt stopped: "The white-faced pharmacist with the top name actually nested in this dog hole and became a white-clothed saint, which really makes Xiaosheng admire." ”

The fat on the white-faced pharmacist's face shook on his cheeks: "Who the hell are you!?"

The young man in the green shirt looked helpless: "I said I am your father, do you believe it?"

The white-faced pharmacist was stunned.

The young man in the green shirt snapped his fan: "Alas, you are still thinking? Could it be that you are wondering if I am your father or not? Alas, it hurts your brains, but I will say it first, my mother may not recognize your old grandson, you must think about this clearly." ”

The white-faced pharmacist was so angry that he shook off the white face on the ground: "Boy, I will definitely peel off your skin today and make it into pants!"

The young man in the green shirt fanned and shook his hand, and dozens of dense and urgent sword qi blew the iron chains in the tunnel and splashed everywhere, making a loud noise.

At the beginning of the youth, he showed his might, and instantly shocked the white-faced pharmacist, who shrank and trembled.

The boy walked forward slowly, and when he was halfway there, the boy saw what the white-faced pharmacist had cut at the beginning, it was a human corpse, but it was also a monster with green light all over his body, and the cut chest cavity was full of green concentrated liquid, which looked extremely disgusting.

The young man glanced at the cells locked on the left and right, and an inexplicable doubt hit his heart.

Suddenly, the white-faced pharmacist shouted in his high-pitched and piercing voice, "It's late!! haha!!"

He held an iron chain in his hand, and with a sharp pull, the doors on both sides opened, and one after another the cries of beasts came out of the cell, and a green man as strong as a bison jumped out of the cage, and in a short time the tunnel was full of green strangers.

White-faced pharmacist: "Hahaha! How about it, these medicine people I raised are good, come, guess how many pieces of your little body bones will be torn into by them in a while, hahaha!"

I saw that the green freaks were already running towards him like crazy.

The young man in the green shirt didn't say much, he ran away, his body urged to the extreme, and in a blink of an eye, he ran to the entrance of the stone statue, and the strange man who was pressed by the green pressure was about to rush out, and the young man hurriedly threw the headless corpse into it, and then immediately turned the stone statue back to press the entrance, and easily destroyed the stone statue mechanism to ensure that the strange man inside would not rush out.

After the boy did this, he flew from the nest to the top of the mountain, slowly observing the movement in the white-clothed temple.

In the tunnel, the white-faced pharmacist looked at the splattered flesh and blood at the entrance of the tunnel, smiled with satisfaction, and sprinkled some white powder into the air, and the group of green weirdos slowly returned to the cell, and the white-faced pharmacist continued to hold scissors and serve the green corpse on the board.