Chapter 3: Under the Hundred Grass Gate (3)
The person who is not presumptuous is noncommittal, and he said: "The old man should have told the truth when he came to visit, but the old Taoist was really not very interested in these broken hand treasures of yours, and he just wanted to say goodbye." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Jing Shangxuan said lightly: "The old man has not played exorcism for many years, the mountains here are high and dense, there are many snakes, and the itchy hands are unbearable for a while, and fortunately, the craft is still deserted, otherwise it is really ridiculous and generous." Hands suddenly raised, and a cloud of lilac smoke wafted out. The non-presumptuous man snorted and turned sideways to avoid the limelight, but when he saw the smoke disperse, the snakes rushed downhill in all directions as if they had received an amnesty order, and in a moment they retreated cleanly, leaving a shiny stain all over the ground.
Seeing this, the people who do not delude to the Tao are secretly frightened, although these snakes are different in size, but the heads of the snakes are triangular, showing that they are extremely poisonous, if they are driven to pounce on themselves, they are afraid that it will be difficult to deal with. Hehe said: "Here to the east seventy or eighty miles, there is a cave under the cliff, the old Tao has seen three strangely dressed Nanban fall to the inside, but I don't know if it is the corpse of your three bad people?"
Jing Shangxin was sad in his heart, and he roared angrily, his voice shook the peaks, and he said coldly: "Brother Dao is really a good method, and he took care of the bad guy for me, and the old man is very grateful. The non-presumptuous man smiled: "Lao Dao has never done loss-making business, and I didn't kill your three apprentices." Jing Shang asked in a poisonous voice, "Who did that?" The unpretentious man shook his head and said, "I don't know." Pointing to Feng Zidu, who fell to the ground and was unconscious, he said, "However, that kid has something to do with this matter." ”
Jing Shang Poison grabbed Feng Zidu's side in two steps, kicked away several green snakes that were crushed to death, stretched out his fingers to close the acupoints around his heart socket, prevented the snake venom from invading, took out the red, green, white and black porcelain bottles from his arms, poured out a pill from each bottle, and then pinched Feng Zidu's mouth, poured it in, the pill melted in his mouth, and flowed down the throat into the abdominal cavity. Ji Yiming was lying on the ground and couldn't move, and a group of snakes rushed in, but instead of hurting him. Jing Shang finished pouring the poison, and was about to bleed Fengzi to heal his wounds, when he suddenly felt the wind in his back, and he couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "It's a good time." He turned and waved his palm.
He knew that Jing Shang's poisonous skills were equivalent to his own, and if Fengzi fell into his hands, it would be difficult to regain it, and the situation was pressing, and he was thinking hard about how to solve it.
I could only hear the sound of the "wave", the two of them intersected with their palms, the palm wind was agitated, Jing Shang screamed, and fell backwards. Jing Shangxin couldn't imagine that a person who was not arrogant would sneak attack from behind, and he didn't have time to change his moves in a hurry, so he had to fight hard again, the sound of "wave" made his throat sweet, and he couldn't help it anymore, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood. If you are not presumptuous, you will be able to forgive others?
At this moment, someone screamed loudly in the woods below the slope, and a girl of twelve or thirteen years old rushed up, waving her hands sharply, and a puff of black needles shot at the unruly person.